13 comments/ 104842 views/ 10 favorites Charlie's Angels By: Rellik04 I had never felt so lonely in my life as the day I returned to my home after cremating my wife. Suddenly I realised just how much I missed her and had depended on her always being there by my side. I had to be truthful with myself I had taken her for granted, for she never complained, but must have been in extreme pain these last few months until that dreaded 'C' took her away. From the time I took her to the hospital, for she said she could take the pain no longer, until the time she was gone, was only three days. For those three days I sat by her bedside with my son's wife Jenny. Jenny was the only one who came to visit her in these last three days. My other sons, their wives and grandchildren made no appearance. The excuses they gave were pathetic. We were going to visit her at the week-end, we can't get time off work, I had to attend meetings every night this week, but not Jenny, she had taken a week off work, in order to help me with the arrangements. If only my other sons had been more considerate. Peter, Jenny's husband and my son was abroad when Terry took ill, but he managed to arrive back to attend the funeral. He had to return straight after. They had all turned up for the funeral, no doubt to get the sympathy of others who had attended. Now I knew who I could depend on in an emergency. For three months I lived in the house alone, the house I had built for Terry myself and our four sons. Terry and I were school-yard sweethearts, we married very young, and so we grew up with our children, in fact Terry was the only woman I ever have had sex with. We had been lucky, winning enough money when we were eighteen, to build this house, with two children and another on the way. This was our one and only home, for we had lived in her parents home, prior to moving in here. Now the children have flown the coop, all marrying young, but not as young as we had. It was Peter who approached me. "Dad for the next year I will be travelling back and forth overseas to here and Jenny hates living on her own, can she come and stay here, she will be company for you. I will pay for her keep and mine when I come back and forth, the intervals could be between a couple of days to a few weeks, I just don't know." Peter was a trouble shooter for an oil company, what that was I had no idea except he had a good wage and that's about all. Peter should have let Jenny continue working, I know she only had a low paid job but she was out there mixing with people. I know she wasn't the brightest of women, but she had a kind heart and was always willing to help anyone in need. "Jenny would be on her own, for I work five days a week at the university, so she is going to be on her own here Peter," I told him. "Dad I don't want her working where she had been, you never know what is going to happen. Working in a mental ward as a maid, is not what I want my wife doing," he shot back. "What if I can get her a job at my place, she can travel back and forward with me." "Could you, I wouldn't mind her getting a job at the university," he said and looking a bit more at ease. So even before Jenny moved in, I got her a temporary position as a data processor operator in the Student Services. She was good on a computer and had Data entry experience, so she easily got the position before the other rabble that had applied. Peter and Jenny moved in, storing all there spare things and occupying the other which had been Peters old bedroom with a shared bathroom off the room which held their spare possessions. This way Jenny didn't have to go far, if she suddenly found she needed something which was packed. Jenny was not a skinny modern type, neither was she fat, a nice covering and someone nice to cuddle up to I thought. She had dark wavy hair, sometimes combed down, other times in a pony tail and even in a bun. She refused to get it cut, and I have heard her and Peter argue over this, he himself had very short hair. Jenny had a nice body as most 22 year old women have, and didn't mind flaunting it. "If you've got it, flaunt it.' was her saying whenever any comment came up about too short a dress, or of showing too much cleavage. Never having had any daughters of our own, it took me a little while to get used to having a young woman in the house. Also now my other two daughters visited and were in and out more than I have ever seen them. I was enjoying having the young ladies making a fuss over me, which helped me get over the loss of my wife and after all I was only 40 myself and was still sexually active until my wife departed. Now I was becoming more aroused than I ever had been, with seeing a young woman moving about the house, sometimes in a state of undress. Jenny, Lyn, Bob's wife and Dimples, Ray's wife seemed to be spending a lot of early evenings together. Lyn was only 19, blonde and busty, Dimples was 20 and as her name suggested was plump and blond also, she too, in fact all three were well stacked in the bust department. Whilst watching TV, most evenings I had these three lounging all over the lounge room. Legs spread wide and straight out, one foot up on the chair moving their knee from side to side, undone fronts, you name it those three young ladies done it without removing a piece of clothing, I saw it all. Granted they were relaxed and joked between themselves, I was just a piece of furniture and ignored, no not ignored, for there wasn't an hour passed that I didn't get a kiss on the cheek, or a hug, even spread out on my lap. Pops that was what they called me; it was if they thought I was immune from the sight of their young female bodies. That was as far as it got for a couple of months. One evening Jenny got a telephone call from Peter telling her he wouldn't be home for two months. He had been home last week and expected to be back next week, now there was no chance of his early return. I was sitting in my usual chair watching TV and Jenny was almost in tears on the settee after getting the call, looking real down in the mouth. "Come on Jenny I'll give you a cuddle to make up for your disappointment." This wasn't something new, all three of my son's wives have sat on my lap and got a cuddle, there was nothing in it, just acting like a big family. Jenny came over right away and put her left arm around my neck and sat on my lap, right on top of my semi-hard-on. There was no way in this world could she not feel it, for she was only wearing a thin housecoat panties and bra, which was her normal dress for padding around the house. The other arm went round also and she had my head in a head lock almost hugging me, pressing her breasts into me. Her perfume and the slight acidly sweat smell filled my nostrils. Again nothing out of the ordinary, I was trying to get used to all this show of affection from the three wives. This time she moved back a bit and brought her mouth down onto mine and kissed me with an open mouth and her tongue probed looking for mine. She ground her lips onto mine and then took her mouth away and looked at me. "Pops I have wanted to do that for a very long time, you have been so kind to the three of us too, you are more than a father to me, and you are dearer to me than Peter can ever be. Please don't reject me, hold me tight, please!" she said raising her voice. Without hesitation I done as she wanted and she rested her head on my shoulder and slid down my body to make herself comfortable, with her legs over the arm of the chair and her hip now between my thighs. After about ten minutes she was asleep as I held her, just like holding a little girl. Jenny I liked better than all the others. Everyone has a favourite and Jenny was mine, I wasn't ashamed to admit it. About ten-thirty I stood up and lifted Jenny up also, walked through to her bedroom and laid her on the bed, pulled a quilt up over her and tiptoed out of the room, closing the door gently. I went and had a shower and got into my bed. Since it was summer time I slept nude. I'm not that brave in the winter and wear thick pyjamas. I have no problem dropping off to sleep and almost as soon as my head hit the pillow I was asleep. Something woke me, but I was in that state one is when woken in the middle of the night half dozy, but I heard the soft foot falls, then the covers being drawn back and a warm naked body slip in and cuddle up to me. It could be no-one else but Jenny, for there was only her and I in the house. I slipped my arm under her and she rested her head on my shoulder with her arm around me and her leg over mine. I kissed the top of her head and pulled her closer and that was how we slept for the rest of the night. Needless to say I was as hard as a rock and had a boner that hard it hurt; I went to sleep with one and woke up the next morning in the same state. When I woke, Jenny was looking at me. Like a real idiot I said "Hi" would you believe. "Thanks Pop, for everything, I knew I could trust you and now you have proved to me I was right. You do respect a woman." "Jenny, you just don't know what you have done to me." "Oh, yes I do and I am sorry I have got you into this state. Go and have a cold shower that will calm you down." She then got out of bed and with no modesty at all, leant over and kissed me. "Pop, I'll be sleeping with you from now on and you needn't be such a gentleman from now on." Then she kissed me on the lips like a butterfly touches a flower and kept her lips there for about ten seconds. "I love you," she said as she left the bedroom her breasts bouncing on her chest and her bottom with a little wiggle. I lay back onto the pillow and just stared at the ceiling. What have I done to warrant all this affection? Could I satisfy such a voluptuous young woman? What is Peter going to say? I looked at the time and jumped out of bed, for now I was running late and had to have breakfast and dress for work. So any thoughts of Jenny were removed from my mind for this period of time. As I drove Jenny to work, I kept glancing over to look at her. I just couldn't believe she had said these things this morning. It was funny, I gave thought more to what she had said, than the fact that she had crawled into my bed naked, as if that was a natural thing to happen. Nothing of the subject was spoken and she just cut in with her usual chatter we normally had on the way to work. We spent our lunch breaks together, but instead of sitting at opposite sides of the six person tables she sat close alongside of me. It was obvious she wanted to be close to me and I wasn't objecting at all. I sat with the men I usually sat with for the ten years I have worked here, playing cribbage, but now Jenny sat close as though interested in how the game was played, with a hand on my thigh just at the knee, nothing that would draw attention to us, but I think more of a comfort for her. It was for me, for I knew she was by my side when I felt her hand resting there. Everything was normal as it always was, we helped in the kitchen to cook the evening meal, we had prepared the evening before. Sat down on opposite sides of the table and ate our meal. Still neither of us brought up the subject of this morning. Then as usual the other two, Lyn and Dimples bounced in, for there was no other word for the way they entered. Lyn started making the coffee and we all sat at the table and drank it with the usual banter that went on between them. After everything was cleared away, the preparations for to-morrows meal, our lunch boxes were packed and placed in the refrigerator we all moved in to the lounge so I could watch the news. These three couldn't care less what went on in the wide world; all they were interested in was their own little world. Again I was given flashes of nylon clad vulva's and ample thighs as they stretched and lounged, whilst talking to one another. I was watching Jenny though and she was watching me with a little smile on her face. I still got my hugs and kisses from the others even Jenny, and for a time I had Lyn perched on my lap, pretending to make passionate love to me. Then it struck me, was this all play, or is there more to all this flashing, hugs and kisses I have been receiving. But no way in this world was I ever going to make the first move, to even try and prove it one way or the other. Not even with Jenny, I will just let things flow their natural course and see what happens. What are their husbands doing, if they spend nearly every evening up to about 7-30 to 8 pm here with me and Jenny. The only one I don't see up here is Daphnia, Frank's wife, but she has two young children to care for. Daphnia and Frank both work and the children are in day care, so she hasn't much time on her hands, so I don't expect her to keep calling into see me. Jenny went to the door to see them off, she locked the front door for the night and came right back into the room and sat on my lap as she had done the night before. "Now I have you all to myself," she said bringing her full red lips down onto mine and plunging her tongue between my lips forcing them open. How sweet she tasted and so soft she felt, as I held her to me. I had forgotten how soft a woman of her ages skin felt, not only soft but pliable. It had a freshness which didn't stay for very long. Here in my arms was a woman at the peak of her womanhood and she was willingly giving me access to all she had, for the house coat she usually wore was now open, revealing me her scantly dressed body. My right hand was resting on her outer thigh, but she removed one hand from around my neck and lifted my hand and placed it between her legs just above her knee. Then she returned her arm around my neck, not once removing her soft lips from mine. There was no denying what she intended me to do now, her skin was so soft here, that my mind flashed back to my early marriage days. I had only been with one other woman and that was my departed wife, I had no need to, I loved her deeply and we were contented in each others company. Now I was with another woman who seemed to like my company and I must say truthfully I enjoyed hers. Our relationship was now quite different from just only yesterday, for now she was offering me her body. Should I continue, my body was screaming for me to, but my conscious was screaming no. The body won and my hand started caressing and moving up her thigh. The skin was now even smoother still, as I reached the junction of her legs and I could feel her heat through the thin gossamer material of her panties against the side of my hand. Not only heat, but a dampness which had soaked through the material. It was very soft and spongy, dare I go the one step further. Her panties were of the high hip variety and the crotch just moved out of the way by the pressure of my little finger and now I had my middle finger into her damp crack. "Oh Pops, I love you, and you can do anything with my body, just let me stay with you," she said in my ear. Her speaking brought me back to my senses and I removed my hand and put it around her so that the flat of the hand was against her back and drew her closer. "Jenny this is wrong, you are Peter's wife I should respect you and protect you." "Pops, he has another woman, he has been seen in the city, when he was meant to be abroad, why do you think I was so upset last night. Not only did I get a call from him but also a friend of mine who saw Peter in the foyer of a hotel in the city yesterday afternoon." "She must have been mistaken," I replied, automatically coming to the defence of my son. Surely he wouldn't stray when he had a beautiful woman like Jenny, who he had only married ten months previous. "No, she took a photo with her mobile cell phone and is giving Lyn a copy to show me. I will know if it is true tomorrow. Since its Friday Lyn will be round early with it after she goes and sees her friend." Lyn doesn't work on a Friday, She works Sunday to Thursday. "Jenny I am so sorry, I really am sweetheart, why would he cheat on you like that?" What a hypocrite I am, I thought, here I had my wife's son in my arms and minutes earlier had my finger up his wife's cunt and I'm calling him a cheat. "That's alright Pops; our marriage I knew had the skids on it after only the first two months. He had been seen with another woman even then. I stayed with him so I could be near you. I have loved you from the first time I was introduced to you. I saw how much you loved Terry and wished you would love me that much too." "Stop calling me Pops, you make me feel ancient, it's Charlie, so start calling me that. I still think Peter is a stupid fool looking at another woman when you are here." "He thinks I'm dumb, maybe I am, compared to all his college women, I can't help it, I just want to be wanted," she said now tears running down her cheeks. "Well you are here, Jenny." "I am, do you really mean it?" "I wouldn't say it if I didn't," I said pulling her closer and kissing her on her tear soaked mouth, even tasting sweeter than ever. "Come on it's time for our cuppa," I said lifting her up and placing her feet on the floor. We went into the kitchen together, Jenny with her housecoat wide open, showing me her lithe body. It was the same as I could see thousands of women on a beach display, but somehow this was more intimate. We had our drink and I went and showered, as she done also. Then she padded into the bedroom with her hair freshly combed, wearing her housecoat, which she quickly removed and threw on the bed revealing, once more her complete naked body. She saw me watching her and she pirouetted in front of me. "Do you like?" Then lifted the bedding and came into my arms. She had doused herself in perfume not a heavy perfume but a light subtle one, to me she smelt divine. "I think you look and smell wonderful, and appreciate you sharing my bed." "I can't ask for more than that, but I do love you, so very much, Charlie," she said emphasising my name, as our lips again met and heaven surrounded me. If it wasn't heaven it surely felt that way as she was on top of me and had inserted my hard penis into her warm vagina and I slid in on her soft well lubricated passage, which felt like I was in heaven. No grunts and moans, just a smooth coupling of our bodies, but not only our bodies, but my feelings as well for as we came together physically I felt our whole beings merge as one. Here was a replacement, no not a replacement for Terry, a new love. Our age difference just vanished in that moment when our bodies joined. Here I had a woman who I knew would love me, all she wants is to be shown she is loved and wanted. As I started to lift my hips, "No let me, I want to make love to you, you will have a long time to make love to me, but I want to do it all myself this time." she said now resting on her arms with her hands on my chest and looking me straight in the eye. What else could I do but let her get on with it, but I was watching her in the dressing table mirror and was fascinated by the action of her pelvis, on my inserted penis. If this was how all women's hips worked then they were very energetic indeed. It didn't take her long to bring on a climax, but she wouldn't let me remove my penis from her body and she received the complete stored sperm I had accumulated for many months. Then she came into my arms and I held her close to me. "You must stop letting me do that Jenny, you'll fall pregnant and then where will you be." "Don't worry I am on the Pill, anyway I may want a baby one day, but I won't tell you when I stop taking the Pill. When I feel I'm ready for motherhood I will just stop, so enjoy yourself while you can." What a difference having a warm body lying beside you, one you know loves you, and you love in return. Friday night when we returned from work both Lyn and Dimples were waiting on us, with a brown envelope lying on the kitchen table beside the two cups of coffee already prepared. Also I noticed the bruising on Dimples cheek, which she had tried to cover with powder. I must ask how she got it I thought, but when the contents of the envelope were disclosed I forgot all about her bruising. Charlie's Angels Charlotte "Charlie" Spelling was glad to be out of the house and attending university. She was living far, FAR away from her uptight, overly-moral and extremely controlling parents and their silly outmoded judgements. Charlie would have called herself a "good girl" and had lived that way for most of her life. She likely would have remained that type of girl and gone on to marry a dull, boring man her parents both approved of. That was the path on which Charlie had been traveling. Fortunately for Charlie and the world at large, she encountered her new best friend Cheryl in the 11th Grade. On the surface, the girls would have appeared to be total opposites. They should have hated each other on sight and yet, that is the opposite of what happened. When Cheryl Monroe sat in front of Charlotte that first day, a friendship was solidified in less than ten minutes. Cheryl introduced herself to Charlotte and was chattering away when the teacher gave Cheryl her undivided attention by telling her to be quiet and sit up straight. "School hasn't even started yet," Cheryl said, fixing her gaze firmly on Miss Hastings. "Who pissed in your cornflakes, huh teach?" There was a loud and very audible gasp from the room and then, hysterical laughter, Charlotte included. Charlotte had always been taught respect for her teachers, but she couldn't help it – she despised Kelly Hastings. She thought the teacher was nasty and vindictive, despite her attractive good looks. When Cheryl was sent to the principal's office, Charlotte could not help but feel sorry for the pretty new student. Cheryl was back in just a few short minutes and she wore a smug smirk as she walked in front of Miss Hastings without saying a word. "Hiyas again, Charlie," she grinned as she took her seat once again. Charlotte had always liked being called "Charlie" but her parents didn't like it when people gave their children nicknames. She smiled at Cheryl and got a wink in response. She had to know how Cheryl escaped the wrath of Old Man Dunford and promised to ask her during their new spare period. "You wanna know why the head man didn't tear me a new one, huh?" Cheryl laughed as she enjoyed a cup of coffee. Most of the other kids drank soda and the coffee in the cafeteria was mostly for the teachers. Charlie already thought there was something kinda neat about Cheryl, despite her flippant attitude and brazen way of dressing. "That's easy kiddo, my family paid for most of the new gymnasium," she informed Charlie. "My family is very influential and I was taught not to take crap from anyone – teachers included! I know I'm sometimes a bitch and I get away with murder, but that's the kind of thing you can do when you're filthy, stinking rich!" The girl roared with laughter. Charlie sighed and decided she was going to be good friends with the outspoken blonde girl. Despite her outlandish garb, which probably violated a number of the school's dress codes, she was very pretty. "My family has a lot of money, too," Charlie informed Cheryl. "But I'd get a severe tongue lashing if I ever did what you did. Before I turned 13, probably a paddling, too!" "What possible good does that do?" Cheryl responded, offering to buy a cup of coffee for her new friend. She thought the petite redhead was adorable and even cuter when she learned that Charlie had never even tried coffee. "Respect is something you earn, that's what I believe. I have never been afraid of adults and challenging authority. That's how things change. I judge everyone on his or her merits and I think Hastings had it coming!" "She's pretty, but she thinks that she is untouchable," Charlie answered as she drank her first-ever cup of coffee. It was so good; she was going to have more of this stuff. "She was engaged to two different teachers, but she called it off. No one knows why or if they do, they aren't saying." Over the next year, the girls became fast and strong friends. Charlie got into a bit of trouble when she started developing ideas of her own. For example, because she had a fair bit of her own money, she decided that she would buy her own clothes and accessories. When she came home in her first short skirt and high heels, an outfit Cheryl had suggested, her family hit the roof. A huge fight ensued and for the first time ever – she was having a lot of firsts – Charlie told her mother to fuck off! That action got her sent to her room, which normally would have been the course of action implemented. Not this time. As Charlie was now 18 and taking full control of her own life, she called a taxi and went over to Cheryl's house. She loved Cheryl's fun, free-wheeling family, especially Cheryl's older brother, Alan. The family listened to her and Cheryl's older sister Jill laughed as Charlotte told her about the fight. "I've got lots of skirts shorter than that one," Jill grinned. "Everyone here agrees that I have the body for short skirts and mom says if you have it, flaunt it! Right mommy?" "Yes, indeed," Alana Monroe smiled. A former Miss Texas, Alana Majors she had caught the eye of the judges and ended up dating two of them and marrying a 3rd. At 46, she could still have competed in pageants. "You're welcome here any time, Charlie hon. You've been a good friend to my daughter and her marks have improved – you seem to be her Jiminy Cricket, she hasn't been as reckless lately," Alana commented. "You bet, it's been 3 whole weeks since we've had a phone call from the school," Alan teased his kid sister. She punched her brother in the arm and he hit her with a pillow. The two siblings fought all of the time, but it was apparent to anyone paying attention that they adored each other. Charlie could see why. Alan was a strapping 6'4" athlete with a broad chest, beautiful blue eyes and a smile that could have been used in a commercial for a dentist. The entire Monroe clan was gorgeous and blonde. Cheryl and her bestie spent the entire night talking and went to school Monday morning with Charlotte dressed in an outfit even more scandalous than the one she had purchased on her shopping trip with Cheryl. The school placed a call to Charlie's family and her scowling mother met her at the door at the end of the day. She didn't approve of her daughter's new attitude, look or persona. "I expect an apology for the other day, Charlotte," Carolyn Spelling said as she glared at her rebellious daughter. "Don't hold your breath waiting mother, you might pass out," the elfin redhead glared right back. "I'm sorry for my choice of words, that's all. You need to realize that I'm an adult and I will be making my own decisions from now on." "Not with you living here and spending our money, you won't," Carolyn said, folding her arms across her chest and emphasizing her point. "I'm sorry that you feel that way, mom," Charlie stood her ground – in 5-inch stiletto heels. "I don't need to live under your roof or need your money. In case you've forgotten, Grandmama left me nearly half a million dollars for when I turned 18 – which I did weeks ago. You and daddy have no say over what I choose to do with those funds. So you can either accept I'm a young woman with my own ideas and thoughts, or I'll go upstairs and pack and move out. I can bunk with Cheryl's family for a few more days until I find my own place. What's it to be?" "That – Monroe girl!" Carolyn was as close to using profanity as her daughter had ever seen her. "She's to blame for all of this nonsense!" "In part, yes she is," the determined Charlie continued. "But it isn't nonsense mother – I'm a sensible young woman and Cheryl and her family say, very attractive. Cheryl is teaching me to appreciate those things and find my own way. Don't you want that?" "I – I ..." "Never mind, mother. My grades haven't suffered and I have new interests and friends. You won't like this, either," Charlie almost smirked. "I've decided to attend university in California and share an apartment with Cheryl." "Oh no, we're not going to allow ..." "You don't seem to get it, mother," Charlie held back some of the almost rage she was feeling. "I now have a lot of my own money – you have no sway over me any longer. It's a done deal, now do I come in and pack or come in and help you make dinner?" The air seemed to go out of Carolyn as she stood aside and let her daughter enter the house. Dinner that night was terse and for the next few weeks until graduation, things stayed that way. The summer was going to be a blast for Charlie as Cheryl had promised her buddy that she would help make it interesting. Charlie sure wasn't clear on what her friend meant by that, but she took Cheryl at her word. With her parents working most of the time in the pursuit of the all-mighty buck, Charlie was able to come and go at her leisure. She had given up her part-time job when she came into her inheritance. Charlie decided that someone else probably needed it more than she did now. Cheryl was thrilled at her decision. "That'll give us lots of time to cut loose before school starts in September," she told Charlie. "Um, should I be worried?" Charlie giggled. "Probably," Cheryl informed her. "You can come over here and hang out by the pool; I know how much you like to swim. Most of my other friends will be around." "Yeah, about that," Charlie said, shaking her head. "I didn't mind my frumpy old suit when I was just hanging with you last summer, but no way in hell I am going to wear that thing around other people," she said in a strong tone. "It's almost like that old song, `I'm Too Sexy for My Suit'," Charlie quipped. "Good point," Cheryl nodded. "You're only 5'4" but your legs make you look taller. You pack a punch and we need to show you off. Okay, let's go and get you a new bikini." "I've never owned a bikini," Cheryl grinned as the two friends piled into Cheryl's new Lamborghini. "There are a lot of things you've never done, but I think you'll be able to check some of those off of your list by summer's end," Cheryl chuckled as they peeled out of the driveway and on their way to the mall. A few hours later, they were sitting beside Cheryl's large pool. Jill joined them and brought some drinks for them to enjoy. Charlie had never tried a Daiquiri and she loved the fruity flavor and the kick of the alcohol. "Wowee!" Jill commented on the now bikini-clad redhead. "Charlie babes, you look great in that!" "I feel a bit like an exotic dancer," Charlie giggled as she sipped more of the strawberry drink. "This doesn't leave much to the imagination." "That's sort of the point!" The Monroe sisters said simultaneously before Cheryl added "Jinx! You owe me a Coke!" "A suit like that is more for looking at than for swimming," Cheryl informed Charlie. "That's why the girl suggested you get another one. She sure was helpful, although I think she was highly motivated," she said to Charlie and winked at her older sister. "You mean because of the commission she likely made on us?" Charlie asked. "Oh yeah, the commission," Cheryl replied, again looking at her sister. "That was probably it." Charlie was naïve, yet she wasn't obtuse. "What am I missing here?" She asked the older Jill. "I think what Cheryl has been hinting at is that the girl in the store was either into you or hitting on you, maybe both," Jill explained. On one on Cheryl's loaner pair of high heels, Charlie spun around and looked directly at Cheryl. "Really?" "Oh yeah, and it was both," Cheryl laughed. "Really? I had no idea! Of course, I've never had another girl interested in me before," Charlie said as she almost fell down on one of the chaise lounges. "I'm not sure how I feel about that." "Not quite true, baby girl," Jill said. Her blue Lycra bikini showed off every inch of Jill's toned, tanned, flawless figure. Charlie often thought the Monroe family had likely been sculpted from bronze and then brought to life. People this perfect were rare as heck! "You've had girls admire you before, you just weren't aware of it." "Oh no, you're mistaken," Charlie said respectfully. "I'm sure that I would have noticed something like that." "Nope, you wouldn't have," Cheryl countered as she sat on the other side of the girl, clad in a sequined black Lycra bikini. Charlie had been cute and adorable last year, but the intervening year had added some streamlines. As she was more athletic now, her body was more toned and her red hair had grown in fiery waves. Charlie had been a solid 8.5 in the 11th Grade and was now a fiery, fuckable 10 as they neared the end of the 12th. When the two of them got to university, Cheryl though she might have to hire bodyguards to keep them away from her sexy little friend. She continued her thought. "You aren't trained to think in that way, trust us – a lot of cute girls have been checking you out!" "Oh, I'm so sure that they have," Charlie said, rolling her eyes. "Like who?" "Our mom, for example," Jill answered. "She's always telling Cheryl how cute her best friend is. I happen to agree with her," the older blonde commented. Charlie was amazed to think that her friend's mom and sister thought of her "that way". She was further amazed when Cheryl added "So do I." Charlie spun around and saw the look on Cheryl's face. It wasn't a "gotcha" face, her friend seemed dead serious. "All of you think that I'm sexy?" She asked in a tiny voice. "A lot of people think you're sexy," Jill answered. "You're this dynamite little redheaded fireball, you just need to believe that yourself. Look at you in that bikini and those heels – you're gorgeous!" "I – I don't know just what to say," Charlie said, giggling nervously. "I've never thought of myself that way and certainly never thought of myself doing – anything – with another girl before! I've never even kissed another girl!" "Do you trust us?" Cheryl asked her friend. "Of course I do!" Charlie answered. "You and your family have been a godsend!" "Then please, trust us in this," Jill spoke. "We think there's a lot more to you than meets the eye. Under that pretty, newly-sexy surface is a hot young woman just waiting to escape. Neither Cheryl nor I are going to let you enter university as a virgin. We're going to give you ample opportunities to explore your sexuality, all with absolute discretion. Our mom and dad are fully behind this, all you have to do is give your consent," she told Charlie. "I guess so," Charlie said nervously. "Consent for what?" "We're going to teach you an advanced form of `sex education'," Cheryl tried to explain to her best-ever friend. "You're going to be a little hell raiser by the end of the summer, but we'd never, EVER do anything to cause you grief." "I know that, silly girls," Charlie laughed. "So just what does this `sex education' consist of? What kind of things do the two of you have in mind?" "This kind!" Cheryl spoke up and then, she planted a very large, very warm kiss on Charlie's ruby-red lips. Before Charlie could even get her head on straight, Cheryl spun her head around so that Jill could also kiss her. An astonished Cheryl was then further surprised to see the sisters share a kiss that was not at all sisterly. She knew the Monroe family was a bit wacky, albeit in a good way, but this was pretty wild. She had been taught that incest was taboo and it had been ingrained in her consciousness. Still, seeing the two sexy blondes kiss familiarly was really strange, yet erotic, to see. "Let's have a few more drinks and talk," Jill suggested. "You can ask us whatever you want, then we're all going inside to the master bedroom. We're going to start all of this today. The sooner, the better, right Cheryl?" "You betcha!" Cheryl squealed with delight. "Besides, I've been waiting an entire year to get this one into bed." "Why the master bedroom?" Charlie asked with curiosity. "Why not one of your bedrooms?" "Our folks' bedroom has a huge bed and it's at the furthest end of the hall," Cheryl explained. "The walls are thick and we won't be seen, heard or disturbed. We can take our time and explore." "But – your parents ...?" Jill flashed her model-perfect smile. "We weren't bullshitting you Charlie, they really are fully supportive of our plan," she told Charlie. "They're giving us all the rest of the day and we're going to give them a progress report later on tonight. Wow, you should see the look on your face. Do you think that you're up for all of this?" "I think so, yes," Charlotte said, feeling as if her stomach wanted to jump into the pool and swim to the deep end. "It's a good thing I like these drinks a lot. I think I'm going to need a few of them for liquid courage." "Not too many, baby" Cheryl cautioned her. "We both want you fairly sober so that you can enjoy all the events of the afternoon." "There are going to be a lot of them," Jill added. "You might even be here until late tonight, it all depends on how fast you soak it up. We can order in food if we get hungry. Charlie – here is one last chance – do you still want to go through with this?" "Yes, yes I do!" Charlie cried out with a joyous fervor. Once she had let the entirety of their words sink in, she was a happy convert to the idea of becoming a highly sexual being, like her friends. They were always happy and popular and the petite redhead wanted that for herself. Once she got to university, she planned to party as much as she planned to study. She had been having fantasies for several months now, some of which she had shared with Cheryl. Now the thought that some of them might actually come true was overwhelming and she shivered with delight at the thought. The three young women finished their drinks and went inside the house, going up the winding staircase to the master bedroom. Once inside, Jill and Cheryl kissed. Until now, Charlie had no idea that her friend and her sister practiced incest and were lovers, but as they embraced, Charlie understood that it was so. They seemed to be really into it and Charlie wasn't quite sure what to make of all of this. "Who loves me more than my family?" Cheryl anticipated Charlie's question as she and Jill broke their torrid embrace. Her breath was more rapid and she was almost glowing. "I can't get pregnant having sex with Jill, right? She and my mom taught me a lot and now, we're gonna teach you! Yes, both of us want to take you to bed and teach you about girl-girl sex. Are you ready for that?" Charlie likely wasn't ready, but she was not about to tell Cheryl that. There was a lot to take in and it overwhelmed her a teeny bit. She decided to just suck it up and to simply accept things as they were. She nodded and was surprised when Cheryl grabbed her arm and led her from the bedroom into her room. "To make your first time special, Jill and I went all out, 'kay? We got you a few things, some sexy lingerie and a nice, trashy pair of heels," Cheryl told her friend. When a quizzical look from Charlie seemed to ask the question "Why?", Cheryl answered it. "Girls appreciate girls dressing up for sex too, you know," Cheryl said to her friend. Charlie didn't know, but she went along with whatever Cheryl told her. The outfit was a rose-patterned body stocking that allowed easy access. It looked really sex on Charlie and the heels, black with a silver tip, were equally hot. She did a little spin to show Cheryl how she looked. As she did that, she realized that she was showing off a little, now that she knew her friend also saw her in a sexual light. Cheryl herself was now in lingerie and heels, looking desirable – a stray thought that took Charlie a bit by surprise. Girls had not been one of her newly-discovered sexual fantasies. Despite that, here she was, ready, willing and able to venture into that realm with not one girl, but, two of them! Charlie's Angels Cheryl offered her hand and Charlie took it as they walked down the hall together. They were about to become lovers and that thought thrilled Charlie to the bone. When they entered the bedroom, Charlie gasped. Jill's "lingerie" consisted simply of tiny metal chains and strips of leather. She had on GoGo boots with a spiked heel and had made her look darker and more erotic. She walked over to Charlie and laid a kiss on the younger girl that took her breath away. "Is the little slut ready for all of this?" She asked Cheryl, although the question was equally for Charlie's benefit. Cheryl nodded and Jill reached out and lifted Charlie's chin so the redhead was looking the taller blonde directly in the eyes. "Are you prepared to be our little bitch?" She questioned. Charlie was by now smart enough to know the dirty talk was part of the fun. She decided to try it out for herself. "I'll do – whatever you two want me to!" She spoke up. "I'll be your little cumslut, I'll eat your pussies, I'll lick your asses, you can fuck me with a toy – whatever you want, I'll do it! I want to be a hot little slut, a bi-sexual, greedy little whore!" She saw the reaction on Cheryl's lovely face and the sly little smile that crossed Jill's. Evidently, she was on the right track. Jill walked over to the trashy little redhead and tugged her head up. "Prove it," she commanded Charlie with an imperious tone. "This outfit doesn't leave room for underwear, so just move it to one side and eat my fucking cunt!" All of this frenzied activity and dirty talk was new to Charlie, although she was loving every second of it. She saw that Jill's pussy was totally bare, while she herself favored a tiny landing strip. The aroma was sweet and she found herself salivating, wanting to eat her girlfriend's pussy. She licked gently a few times and found the nectar sweet. A few more licks and then, they turned to slurps. Pussy tasted wonderful and as Jill's fingers dug into her scalp, she began to eat her girlfriend furiously. Cheryl was almost astonished at how fast Charlie had adapted to this new reality. She wondered if there was a small but sexy submissive streak in her friend and if Jill had picked up on that. The profanities spewed from Jill's mouth as she egged Charlie on. This was something Cheryl had wanted for some time now and she wasn't about to be left out. She got in behind Charlie and parting one of the openings in her lingerie, she attacked Charlie's fiery little patch. Her friend tasted as good, no, BETTER, than she had fantasized about. She gave Charlie the tongue-lashing of a lifetime as her best friend took care of Jill's pussy. It had been a simple matter to convert Charlie into this new, wild and crazy little whore! The two of them were going to have a lot of fun at school in the fall and they still had an entire summer to tutor Charlie in the ways and means of kinky, hot sex. She couldn't wait to see Charlie bouncing on a big, hard cock for the first time and imagined she would cum hard at the sight of it. Her mouth was almost glued to Charlie's pussy as Charlie's own mouth dutifully worshipped Jill's sweet muff. "Stop, good God, stop for a minute," Jill panted. "Why are we all still standing when there's a huge, comfortable bed right there?" She moved towards it and stretched out. "Baby sister, you come here and eat me out! I want to sample that fiery little morsel you've been eating!" Cheryl had never been able to refuse her sister any desire, so she did just as told. Taking her cues from Jill, Charlie lowered her pussy on to the older girl's face. Jill's tongue shot out and she began to eat the redhead as her hands grabbed Charlie's perfect ass. The three young lesbians were already getting right into the heat and now Charlie was able to lean forward and kiss Cheryl heatedly. She would never be able to repay Cheryl for bringing her into this new world of sexual delight, but she aimed to try! There weren't too many words spoken for the next several minutes, but there was a symphony of sex sounds. The three beautiful women, two blondes and a horny redhead, all of them whatever they wanted with each other. While Charlie enjoyed her new, sexy lingerie, she found it a bit confining for what she wanted to accomplish. She managed to remove some of it so that she could grant freer access to her body. Cheryl took full advantage of that by sucking Charlie's pert, yummy tits while her older sister tasted the ripe fruit of Charlie's gushing pussy. Charlie was thrilling to all of these new experiences and Cheryl was thrilled for her. So far, Charlie had taken to sex like a duck to water. There was so much more yet to come and Cheryl would be by her side for as much as possible. The fiery little redhead was going to set the world on fire. Jill gently nudged Charlie aside and she smiled at her sister and the lovely redhead. "You two have been tight for a while now," Jill smiled at the pair. "Don't you think that it's time you firmly cemented that close relationship?" Cheryl immediately picked up on her sister's suggestion and helped to move Charlie into a sixty-nine position. Now for the first time in her young life, Charlie experienced the thrill of eating and being eaten. Having Cheryl as her lover and being Cheryl's lover was the culmination of their friendship. They made passionate love together while Jill fit herself in any place that she could. There were grunts and guttural moans and sweet sighs of bliss coming from the room. Anyone close by could easily have heard the sounds of three sweet girls sharing love. Anyone close did hear those sounds, exactly as Jill and Cheryl had planned it. Charlie's Angels: Angel Cum Home "Hello?" Kris picked up the phone. "Hiya Kris," Jill's voice bounced back. "Oh hi, how are you?" "I'm great! Listen, I'm going to be flying in tomorrow afternoon. I have some big news." "Ok, I'll come pick you up. What's this news?" "Well..." Jill made some giggly noises, "You'll have to wait till I get over there." "You called me just to tell me you aren't going to tell me?" "And to tell you I'm coming." "Oh come on, spill it!" Jill giggled deviously. "Talk to you tomorrow!" The line clicked. "Are you – Jill? Hello?" Kris hung up the phone with a sigh. She picked her book back up off her stomach and searched for the spot where she'd left off. The phone rang again, and she rolled her eyes and picked it up. "Hello?" "I'm getting married!" her sister's voice bubbled. "You're getting married!" Kris squealed. "Jill that's wonderful!" "I couldn't wait to tell you!" Jill laughed. "Oh my... it's Steve Carmandy, right?" "Yeah, he's the one!" "Jill, I gotta meet him!" "You can meet him tomorrow, he's flying in with me." "Aww, Jill that's so great. When are you going to tell Sabrina and Kelly?" "I'm going to surprise them tomorrow. Don't you tell!" "I won't," Kris smiled, "but it won't be easy." Kris was waiting at the terminal two hours early. When she finally saw Jill appear, she ran up to meet her. "Hey!" she and her sister collided in a brief hug. "Well, here he is!" Kris turned to face Jill's companion. She saw a tall, lean and handsome man with bright blue eyes and sandy hair. He stood with the hands in the pockets of his jeans, looking happy, but just the slightest bit nervous. "Ta-daa," he smiled. "Steve, this is Kris, your future sister," Jill introduced them. "Hey Kris, it's nice to finally meet you," he stooped to give her a kiss on the cheek. "I've heard a lot about you." "I hope not everything," Kris laughed. "Well, do you girls know a good hotel around here? I don't want to lug this around all day," Steve said, kicking his heavy suitcase with his heel. "You can stay with us, if you want to," Kris offered. "Oh, I don't want to impose," Steve tilted his head, wanting to accept. "You're not imposing," Jill grabbed him by the arm. "Come on." Steve was given a thorough tour of their beach house, ending up in the guest bedroom. Since Jill had started spending most of her time in Europe, she had been occupying the guest bedroom during visits and surrendered the master to Kris. "We don't have two guest bedrooms, so it looks like you'll have to bunk with me," Jill said, flashing a grin at Steve. "Oh, darn," Steve snapped his fingers, then cracked into a grin. "Well if you ladies don't mind, I could go for a shower and a nap to get this jet lag out." "Sure," Kris said, "towels are in the bottom cabinet next to the shower." "Jet lag? You baby," Jill made a face at him. "You got five more hours of sleep than I did, and now you're tired?" "You slept on the plane, remember?" Steve defended himself, heading for the bathroom. "Hey Kris, can I talk to you for a minute?" "Sure honey, what's on your mind?" "Well...come in here," she went into her bedroom and they both sat on her bed. "We have to talk about how it's going to be with Steve. You know, after we're married." "Oh yeah, yeah, I've been wondering about that too. He knows that you like girls too, right?" "Oh, yeah. He's known that for a long time. But I told him about you and I too, right after my last visit here." "And what does he think?" "I'm not entirely sure. I mean, we sat down and talked about it and everything. I think it's a turn-on for him, to picture me with other women." "So what about me?" "That's the thing. He took it well, but I think it put him off a little." "Oh." "That's really been bugging me," Jill said. "I mean, I love Steve, if we're going to get married I don't want to do things that upset him. But I love you too, and... we just started being more than sisters, and it would really kill me to lose that, and so soon, you know?" "Yeah," Kris sighed, putting her hand on Jill's. "You can't go around doing things behind his back." "I know. But it's so frustrating. He enjoyed hearing about me being with Kelly and Bri. He even said he's gotten off to it a bunch of times since I told him. But then he thinks with you it's gross or something," Jill mumbled, quickly adding, "I mean, he doesn't think you're gross, that's not-" "It's ok, I understand," Kris stopped her. "I guess he does have a point. Incest is a touchy subject." "Well, I don't want to just give you up," she responded. "I have to talk to him about it again." "Well Jill, think about it, think if it was the other way around. Would you want Steve having sex with his brothers? You wouldn't mind if he slept with other men, or women?" "Well I don't want him sleeping with other women. We've agreed on that. I won't sleep with other men and he won't sleep with other women. It's not like I want to sleep with other guys, I wouldn't, because I love Steve. But you and Bri and Kelly... you're not just random people I fuck. He's got to see that." "So he doesn't want to get Kelly or Sabrina into bed. Or me." "No, he's really old-fashioned like that, it surprised me. He wants to be completely faithful to me." "Can you complain about that?" Kris smiled. "I'm not complaining, it's just that I want a little freedom, and I'd be willing to give him the same freedom. You know, I think he's just a little jealous. After a while I bet he won't feel like that anymore. I mean, what guy wants to sleep with the same woman every night of his life?" "If the woman is you, that's not such a difficult task." Jill snorted. "I'm going to talk to him about us this weekend. What we have is beautiful and I don't want to lose it." "That's so sweet," Kris said, leaning against her sister's shoulder. She felt a hand on the side of her face, gently turning her head, until Jill's soft lips pressed against hers. She opened her mouth, allowing the familiar warm tongue to slip inside. Jill's fingers stroked through her hair while she traced her sister's straight, smooth teeth with her tongue. Kris was lost in the kiss, floating in a warm tingling sensation. She'd fantasized about this so much, that even though it now happened regularly, it was unbelievable. Her lips sealed around Jill's tongue, trapping it inside her mouth and sucking it softly. Her sister began to withdraw her tongue and then slip it as far in as she could, setting a slow, strong rhythm. She was fucking Kris's mouth with her tongue. When she did this and fingered Kris at the same time, lining up the thrusts, it drove her wild. An almost instant climax every time. The bathroom door opened, snapping the girls out of their trance and out of each others arms. A moment later, Steve peeked his head into the doorway. "Hi honey," Jill smiled. "Oh. I'll get out of here so you can change," Kris said, getting up. Passing Steve in the doorway, she saw that he was wearing only a towel around his waist. From what she could see, he had an even nicer body than the one she had given him mentally. Not wanting to stare, she tore her eyes away and stepped back. "Thanks," he said, stepping inside the bedroom with Jill and pushing the door closed. After Sabrina and Kelly met Steve, all of them went out to celebrate. They went to dinner and then dancing, had some drinks and taxis had to be taken home. "Ugh, I am fuckin plastered," Steve said, rubbing his face. As soon as they stumbled into the house, he crawled onto the couch without even taking off his shoes, and went out cold. "I told you I could drink him under the table," Jill said, taking off her jacket and tossing it nowhere in particular. "I bow before you, the vodka princess," Kris said, bowing and almost losing her balance. Both giggled. "Let's go to bed," Jill suggested, throwing an arm around her sister's neck. "We got to be up tomorrow in time for our hangovers." Kris yawned and nodded. They stumbled down the hall with more giggles and shoves. Even though she was by far the drunker of the two, Jill tucked Kris in with an extremely messy kiss goodnight, and then she was off plodding down the hall to her own room. She'd be out cold too, as soon as she hit the pillow. Kris took a considerable time falling asleep, because she was thinking about Jill. How Jill would probably leave her sexually for Steve. The more she thought about missing her, the more she thought about being with her. Somewhere just before or just after falling asleep, she began to dream about her sister, as she often did. She imagined Jill sliding into bed with her, kissing her neck, sucking her nipples, giving her a lazy massage. Then things took a different turn, as dreams tend to do, and her big sister had somehow put on her big dildo. Kris moaned and gripped Jill tightly as it pushed into her aching pussy. It felt so good when her sister fucked her.... As she got near her climax, Kris woke up. She squinted groggily, not seeing anything in the blackness. Having planned to sleep late, she hadn't opened the curtains, so the room was completely dark, but she wasn't alone. There was a hand reaching up under her nightgown and fingering her pussy softly. "No wonder I was having such a good dream," she thought to herself. This had happened alot of times when Jill was to horny to wait until morning, so she would indulge in Kris's pussy while she slept. Having no argument, Kris rested her head back down, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the digits stroking in and out of her slick tunnel. But as she concentrated, she could feel that the fingers slipping inside her were larger than usual. Too rough. And no long nails! With a jolt she realized that it must be Steve. "I thought he was old fashioned," she puzzled, "why does he want to fool around with me?" His two long fingers stroked her g-spot, while his thumb tried to rub her clit at the same time. Since he was 'hammered' he'd clearly lost a little coordination, but it still felt great. Kris wasn't sure how long he'd been fingering her before she was awake, but it hadn't been long after and she was ready to climax. Moans rose up in her throat, but she did her best to muffle them. Maybe Steve is only doing this because he thinks I'm asleep, she thought. If I let on that I'm awake, it might scare him off. Her hips bucked uncontrollably as she came, but she tried to appear as unconscious as possible. She kept her teeth gritted and her lips sealed, thinking that would keep her quiet, but some deep moans just came right out through her throat. Her rippling pussy gripped his big fingers over and over, and she fought to keep her hands from grabbing his and humping furiously. The plodding of her heart beat pounded in her ears while she peaked and then calmed. "There you go, babe," Steve's deep, slurred voice came from somewhere in the immediate darkness. After a moment of silence, he chuckled. "I know you're not asleep hon, I know you too well. I know you.... and I know you always want more, don't you..." Ohh! He thinks I'm Jill, Kris thought to herself. I should speak up, he could be really mad in the morning if I let him keep going. I bet he's a really good fuck, though... but I have to say something. "Ste-" Kris was cut off by his big palm covering her mouth. "I know, I didn't forget what you like." What? As she tried to figure that out, his hand left her lips and it was replaced by something fuzzy. The pressure increased and it went into her mouth where she could feel that it was cloth. He had gotten a piece of cloth and was tying a gag around the back of her head. "Steve?" She tried to say, but it came out "Huvh?" "Shhh," he said, finding her left and then right wrists. He easily held both of her small wrists in one strong hand. Above her head she felt them encircled by more cloth. When she tried to move them, she realized her hands were tied to the headboard. So Jill was into this sort of stuff? Her ears perked up as she heard a zipper, and then felt her nightgown being pushed up around her waist. A warm, round cockhead pushed against her pussy lips. A bolt of electricity ran from her clit, up to her brain, then divided to both nipples, hardening them in an instant. Kris felt the weight on the bed shift as he leaned over her. With one hand he guided his cock, trying to find her vaginal opening. She waited with baited breath. After a moment it sank between her hot, slippery pussy lips, stretching them wider and wider until and the head penetrated her, allowing him to go hands-free. He groaned as he pushed his hips forward, slowly burying inch after inch of his rigid cock inside her. Kris's eyes widened as she grew fuller and fuller, wondering how big he was. Maybe the alcohol was making her judge poorly, maybe he was penetrating her really slowly, but she could swear that his cock just kept going and going. She was thankful that she'd been wet first! Kris was aware that she didn't have very much of a choice, and it turned her on a little more. He was almost raping her...he was shoving his whole cock inside her whether she liked it or not. But she did like it. Finally, she felt his pubic bone pressing against her, and he was all the way inside. He throbbed inside her for a moment. Then her whole body tingled as he began to pump her. Kris lay there and let him have his way with her, enjoying every second. She knew she shouldn't be doing this. Jill was very open, but she might still be a little upset, because she didn't want Steve to fuck other women. Steve would definitely be upset. But she had an excuse now -- she'd tried to protest, but he'd tied her up and gagged her. There was nothing she could do to stop him. It was wrong, but he was soo big, and it felt soo good, and her pussy juiced at the thought of Steve being forbidden fruit. She wished instead of cloth, she was gagged with his stiff cock... He was drilling her harder now, and she could feel every contour of his long, rock-hard shaft moving inside her. The almost imperceptible noises of sex pounded in their ears; the mattress squeaking, the quiet slurping noises of their slick genitals, his little unintentional grunts, her muffled gasps and moans. Steve was a little unsteady, but still a great fuck. If this is how well he fucks when he's nearly fall-down-drunk, Kris thought, I'd like to see how he handles when he's sober! She felt some liquid trickle down from her pussy and soak into the sheets. It felt like she was being jammed full of a red-hot steel piston, his cock penetrated deeper into her cunt than she could ever remember feeling. It pounded her dripping juices into a warm froth. She cried out through the gag as she orgasmed again, her cunt gripping and squeezing his meat. Her legs had wrapped around him at some point, and she tightened them, trying to pull him even deeper inside her. She wished her hands were free so she could squeeze her nipples while she came. "Mmm, Yeah, yeah," Steve started to whisper, feeling her muscles ripple around his cock. He gripped her waist and fucked her harder. "Mmm Jill...fuck...yeah...yeah..." The headboard was now knocking against the wall with each thrust. In the back of her mind, Kris wondered if Jill would hear it and come down the hall. But she was too buzzed and horny to care anymore. She hoped that maybe her sister was listening to them fuck. After all the times she'd watched and listened to Jill getting nailed, it would be a nice change of pace. "Oh...fuck ...oh yeah...mmm" he grunted each time he sank inside her molten hot cunt. His thrusting was different now, she could feel it. With a loud groan, he buried his throbbing cock into her, pressing hard as if he thought he could force his balls in too. Each exhale became a loud sigh as his hips started to tremble. His cock exploded deep inside her, injecting her with his seed. Torrents of hot sperm sprayed her womb, coating her inner walls and dripping out down her crotch. He remained embedded inside her until his balls were completely drained. Steve collapsed almost on top of her, still breathing hard. Kris had been almost ready to climax again. The ride had been great, but way too short. He could only have lasted 2 or 3 minutes. Now he was spent, and she was fucked figuratively instead of literally. She rolled her hips, trying to hump his cock, but trapped underneath his weight, she couldn't move much. He soon softened anyway, eventually shrinking and slipping out of her body. She was entirely too aware of the warm semen oozing out of her pussy, dripping down past her asshole, cooling, and soaking into the sheets. It drove her crazy and there wasn't anything she could do about it. She couldn't speak, she couldn't get Steve off of her, she couldn't untie herself, she couldn't even see the clock on her nightstand. One thing she could do was cry in frustration. "What the hell!" Kris opened her eyes in a blurry fog, hearing her sister's voice. She was immediately disgusted by the taste in her mouth, realizing the gag was still in place and was soaking in her spit all night. There was still a heavy weight on her right side, and after a few seconds she remembered why. Steve lifted his head groggily, hearing his name shouted the second or third time. Jill was standing over him. But he also had his arm around her sleeping form in the covers... didn't he? He looked down to see Kris beneath him, her eyes looking right back into his. As the thought dawned on him, he felt a rushing in his ears and his already pounding headache grew sharper. He pushed himself off of her, slumping on the other side of the bed. He saw that his soft penis was hanging out of his pants, and he put it back in. Jill untied her sister's hands and pulled off her gag. Kris lowered her sore arms, rubbing her wrists where the tight cloth had chafed them. "Are you alright?" Jill put an arm around her. "What the hell, Steve, did you rape my sister?" "Fuck.... Kris, I'm so sorry," he groaned, horrified. "I didn't mean to..." "What do you mean, you didn't mean to?" Jill demanded. "It's ok," Kris interrupted. "I'm not hurt or anything." "No, it's not ok," Jill came back. She narrowed her eyes at Steve. "Get out." "What?" "I said get out of this house." "Jill, will you let me explain? I thought-" he begged. He looked like he was almost in tears. "No, you get the hell out! Right now!" She ushered him out of the room and Kris was left alone for a minute. Jill came back and sat down next to her. Kris hadn't moved yet, and didn't realize her nightgown was still pulled up around her waist. Jill could see the dried streaks of cum around her pussy, and the big stain on the sheet. "Kris, I'm so sorry honey," she breathed, hugging her tightly. "If he hurt you, I'm gonna fucking-" "No, no, Jill. You've got the wrong idea." "What do you mean?" "He was telling you the truth, he really didn't mean to do this. He thought I was you." "He thought you were me?" Jill frowned. "Yeah, he just came in my room by mistake, I guess. You saw how drunk he was. He was saying your name and everything. I tried to tell him, but he got the gag on me before I could say anything. " "Oh... well, that explains a lot, but it doesn't change the fact that he more or less raped you." "No, it really wasn't like that. I didn't try too hard to stop him. If that was rape, then you've raped me fifty times." "Wh- you mean you liked it?" "I loved it," Kris raised her eyebrows. "I won't lie, I'm not really into playing tie-up, but it was fantastic. Jill, you have to let Steve back in. I know he feels awful. It was all a mistake." "Oh..." "Jill, are you mad at me?" Charlie's Angels: Angel Cum Home "No honey, why would I be mad at you?" "Well, you talked about not wanting him to be with other women and then, it happens." "Oh, come on. I've used to sharing everything with you. If Steve was into it, you could have him whenever you wanted. I just mean I don't want him picking up women in bars." "Really?" "Sure." "Does Steve know this?" "Yeah, we've talked about it. Just remember though, he's mine, so I get dibs." Jill laughed. "He's old fashioned though, remember?" "That'll wear off." "If you say so. Where do you think he went?" "Oh!" Jill exclaimed, just remembering that he'd left. "Well, he can't have gotten very far. I'll catch him!" she dashed out of the room. He must have gotten far, because Jill was gone for a long time. Kris decided to stay home in case either of them came back, or called. Her decision paid off when, hours later, Steve turned up pink-faced at the front door. Before she could greet him, he explained, "I just want to get my suitcase, and I'll go." Without really making eye contact, he brushed past her and disappeared down the hall. Kris was left alone wondering what to do. She heard zipping and rustling, hurried packing, then silence. Steve came back out, and his face was even pinker than before. "Uh, Kris? Can I talk to you?" "Yeah." "Listen, about the other night-" "Oh, you don't have to-" "No, just please let me talk," Steve cut her off. "I really feel awful. I don't know how to tell you how sorry I am. I don't blame either of you if you're going to hate me for the rest of your life." "I don't hate you, Steve. I'm not mad. Jill isn't either." "You aren't?" "No. We want you to stay." She got up and gave him a hug, resting her head in the crook of his neck. It took him a moment to hesitantly put his arms around her too, as if he were surprised. "It's ok, really. Don't beat yourself up about it." "I 'raped' you. How couldn't you be upset?" Steve asked, pulling away to look at her, frowning in confusion. "Look, it wasn't as bad as you think," Kris sighed. "I'll be honest with you. I didn't really try to stop you." "You didn't? Why not?" Steve puzzled. "Well..." Kris shrugged. "I couldn't see, and I thought you were Jill at first. Then when I realized it was you, I didn't... I didn't stop you, because it felt so good." "You thought I was Jill while I was having sex with you?" he raised an eyebrow. "No," she half smiled, "you fingered me first, remember?" "Oh," Steve squinted, trying to recall it. "Uh, not really." "Well, you did, and it was nice. Then I started to say something, but you got the thing around my mouth. I was so horny and not really thinking straight, I just let you go. I figured you wouldn't even remember in the morning, and you'd be really upset if you found out I wasn't Jill right in the middle." "Wow." He thought about this for a few moments in silence. "Are you mad at me?" "What? No, no." he jumped out of his thoughts. "It's a relief to hear I'm not such a horrible guy as I thought." They smiled nervously at one another. After a pause, Steve added, "So...I was good?" "Yeah. It was great... while it lasted," Kris said casually. Since he wasn't mad, she decided to rub it in a little. Steve's eyes immediately snapped to hers, afraid of what that meant. "A little quick, was I?" "Oh, I don't mind it fast and rough. But you kinda left me hangin' there, when you passed out." "You didn't get off?" his eyes widening in embarrassment. "No, I did a couple of times, but you stopped right before number three. That was the only part I didn't care for." She raised her eyebrows as she said this, examining her fingernails and suppressing a smirk. "Well shit..." Steve rolled his eyes at himself, laughed nervously, and then wiped his face with both hands. "Uhh...sorry about that." Seeing Kris grin, he laughed again genuinely. "Anyway," Kris said. "Are we ok now?" "Yeah, I think so." Kris gave him a peck on the cheek. "I'll call Jill." "Where is she?" "Out looking for you." ____ "Kris." Two nights later, in the middle of the night, Steve's voice floated into her ear. "Hm?" "I can't sleep." "Me neither. Come on in," Kris yawned, patting the covers next to her. "So, what's keeping you up?" "I slept really late this morning, now I have to pay," she explained. "You?" "Oh, just thinkin' too much." "About what?" "Well... about that night." "You're still upset about that? I thought we cleared that up!" "No, I'm not upset. I just keep thinking about it, and... well, I can't stop thinking about it." "I can't either." "Really?" "You liked it too, didn't you." "Yeah," Steve said after a pause. "I don't even remember the actual sex. Just the idea though..." "That's a shame. Maybe I could refresh your memory," Kris breathed, reaching over for him in the dark. There was only the slightest silvery light coming through the window, it glinted in Steve's eyes but did little to illuminate the rest of him. Her hands found his face and she pulled him closer for a kiss. Then, for an instant, she was worried that he hadn't meant he wanted this at all. But her concerns melted away when his lips molded into hers, and his hands slid up onto her shoulders. She could feel Steve's slightly rough face rubbing against hers as his jaw opened and closed, trying to trap her lips in between his. Kris hadn't had nearly as much experience with men as with her girlfriends, and even then it was just fucking without much feeling. The stubble on his face was an unusual thrill for her, the intimate masculinity that she hardly ever experienced. His tongue teased at her lips before forcing its way through, giving her a taste of the events to come. Steve's pajama top was already unbuttoned, all Kris had to do was hook it with her fingertips and slide it off his shoulders. He let go of her briefly to free himself from the sleeves, and then replaced his arms around her waist. Her hands roamed over every inch of his now bare, warm skin. The smooth, firm bulges of his strong arms, his pecs, the thin patch of hair in the middle of his chest, his hard stomach, not defined into a six pack, but still tight and flat. Her fingers toyed with his hard, flat little nipples, reminding him to do the same. His large hands slid up inside her nightgown, cupping her large, soft breasts. He kneaded them lightly and rubbed her nipples, feeling them harden under his touch. Soon he pulled her gown off entirely, tossed it on the floor over his shoulder, and captured Kris's nipple in his mouth. She sank down to the sheets and he rolled on top of her, still sucking. Her fingers stroked through his hair while he tongued her nipples. While she loved this, she had felt the first drop of juice spill from between her pussy lips, and that meant it was time to move on. Just as she was about to beg, his hand found its way between her legs. One fingertip stroked up through her wet slit, stopping at the top to rub her swelling clit for a moment. Then, with a smooth roll of his wrist, he sank his index finger all the way into her. Kris twitched a little, suddenly getting the attention she needed. She was so wet for him that she didn't even notice when he switched to two and then three fingers. Best of all, he was sober now, and really knew what he was doing. To her joy, his thumb kicked in and started to rub her clit while he fingered her. With his fingers all the way inside her, he squeezed them and his thumb lightly together, as if he were gripping her pussy like a bowling ball. His fingers were pressing rhythmically into her g-spot and clit at the same time. It drove her wild and she gasped loudly, not realizing she was also gripping his head tightly. As soon as her walls began to clench in orgasm, he started driving his fingers deep and fast inside her. Kris cried out again, bucking against his hand. All the while he was still sucking hard on one of her nipples. Still he kept rubbing her hot, slippery sweet spot until her spasms and gasps ended. "Was that about how it went the other night?" Steve asked. "Better. But it wasn't quite the same, so we'll have to try that part again tomorrow night." "Deal." Steve felt her fingers trying to slip under the waist of his pajama bottoms. His cock was so stiff that it hurt, and it was poking her thigh. He closed his eyes as her fingers found and encircled his hot, rigid shaft. Slowly she slid her hand down to the base of his cock, and then pulled it back up. Drops of precum smeared along with her fingers. She hadn't been imagining things at all; he was really long! "You're so big," she whispered huskily as she stroked him. In response, he kissed her again. He tensed up slightly when she handled his heavy balls. Then he shifted, lining up to penetrate her. She stopped him. "No, what are you doing? Go get your stuff." "You want me to tie you up?" "Yeah. That's how it happened before, remember?" "Come on, Kris!" He was so frustrated, only an inch away from penetrating her dripping pussy. "Go on." She tried not to giggle, but also wished he would hurry. With a sigh he got up and left the room. She smiled, hearing his hurried footsteps on the hall carpet. In seconds he returned and the bed shifted under his weight. Kris offered her wrists and allowed them to be tied. "Aha! Now you're all mine," he whispered. He quickly hitched her legs up around his waist, sinking his raging erection all the way inside her in the process. Kris cried out in surprise. It didn't hurt at all, because she was absolutely dripping wet. She liked that he was being safely rough. He was humping her forcibly, holding her tight and hardly drawing his length out of her body at all. The bed shook and creaked. Kris wrapped her legs around him, angling her hips so that he could push even deeper. He must be at least 9 inches, she thought. Then she began to roll her body against his thrusts, squeezing his shaft inside her, trying to get him to really fuck her. At last he drew his throbbing wet cock out of her hot pussy, sucking some of her juices along with it like a syringe. The head popped out audibly, and he rubbed the slick, fleshy tip on her clit for a moment. It was burning hot from being buried inside her depths. The sensation made her moan and thrust her hips forward, trying to grind on his cock. Steve slid back inside her, filling her deeply again and making her gush and moan in another orgasm. Now he pumped her in long, almost slow strokes. He drew his long, hot cock almost all the way out, and then pushed it as deep as he could. His hips pistoned back and forth over her, driving his steel-hard shaft into her. Her soft, hot pussy stretched and stretched to accept his invading length. She tilted her head back and enjoyed his big cock filling her up, letting out moans and ragged sighs. He's certainly kept his stamina, Kris thought. Already he'd been drilling her for much longer than the first time. She realized he was probably insecure about how fast he'd been, and now he was trying to show her that he was capable of a long, slow fuck. "Faster!" she begged. Immediately he complied, picking up his speed dramatically. His strong hands gripped her waist again, pulling her hips toward him. He didn't realize he was letting out little grunts and moans with each thrust now. Kris loved it, and it turned her on a hundred fold, and she moaned louder. "Yes! Oh, fuck me, fuck yess... ohhh fuck, harder.... oh Steve, fuck me, oh yesss, yess! Faster! " The bed was jolting and squeaking like there was a jackhammer on it. He was reaming her drooling cunt as hard and fast as he could, knowing he wouldn't last too much longer. He'd planned to show off by delaying his ejaculation but now he couldn't control himself, he just rammed her at hyper speed, zooming towards his orgasm. His heavy, swinging balls slapped against her wetly. He also became aware of his moaning, but he couldn't help it. Steve's hips were acting on their own. He wasn't sure if he had ever fucked Jill this hard. It made him feel slightly guilty to be tying down and fucking her little sister while she slept, but that turned him on even more. He knew it was ok, but still it felt dirty. He grinned mischievously, sweat beading on his forehead while they fucked like animals in heat. His balls started to squeeze. Usually he froze and went stiff when he came, but this time he was wild. He couldn't stop thrusting. While on the outside, he was pounding her furiously, in his head time was going in slow motion. He felt the tingling in his balls give way to small, initial squeezes, tightening up and getting ready. He felt the boiling hot cum pushing up through his urethra, travelling up the length of his cock, and finally squirting out the tip. The first jet of thick cream sprayed so hard and long, he was seeing stars. Again he plunged into Kris, hearing her screams of pleasure, feeling her searing wet cunt squeezing him. She was coming too. Her inner muscles rippled along his length, squeezing the base and rolling up to the head, milking out the sperm that was readily gushing from his throbbing cock. His white hot semen flooded her and she could swear it burned her womb. Even when Kris's orgasm was done, she couldn't believe how his kept going and going. He was still fucking her, still pumping her full of his cum, and groaning continuously. It was like a fire hose. When the last weak spurts had finally poured out of his cock, he kept thrusting, slightly slower. They could both hear the thick liquid being sloshed inside her, stirred and whipped by his long meat. It glided even easier now, lubricated by not only her gushing cunt juice, but days' worth of his slick sperm. Kris gasped in another small orgasm as he softened enough for some of the mixture to trickle out of her. "Are," she panted as her breathing calmed, "are you gonna clean me up?" She pulled her legs up and apart, giving him plenty of space. He could see her shape only dimly, but the slick fluids running out of her caught the moonlight and made it shine. "I'll do it." Jill's voice came from the doorway. "Jill!" They both said, surprised, and not sure if they should feel guilty. "Did we wake you up?" Kris asked. "You could hardly have been any louder. I had to come see what all the fuss was about," she explained on her way over and sat on the bed. She found Steve and gave him a quick kiss, then lowered her head between her sister's legs. Jill bathed her slit, and licked up all the pussy juice that had drizzled down her ass crack. She found her wet hole a little looser than usual and brimming with thick hot cream, and she slipped her warm tongue inside, licking out some of the gooey semen. Kris moaned as her sister sealed her lips around her opening and began to suck, drawing out Steve's huge load from deep inside. She felt it slide out of her pussy in thick wads, and heard Jill gulping it down. "Fuck," Steve whispered, watching feeling his cock stir again. With every little slurp and moan, it inflated a tiny bit. Here was the woman he was about to marry, sucking his sperm out of her sister's just-fucked cunt. Steve was throbbing hard again and moved behind Jill. She was on her hands and knees, bent down eating Kris so her ass was up in the air. He slipped two fingers between her legs, and finding her already dripping wet, sank them inside. She started to push back against the shallow thrusts of his fingers. After a moment he needed satisfaction and pulled his hand from between her legs, now grasping her hips. She felt his wet fingers on her skin, knowing he was about to fuck her. Steve entered her from behind in a series of short, hard thrusts, making her gasp each time. Jill drooled the last mouthful of semen onto her sister's pussy, then began to lap it messily back up. Her tongue lingered on her clit, flicking back and forth and sliding in the slippery cum. Kris went mad, shuddering in an orgasm and creaming all over Jill's face. She wished she could hold Jill's head while she came, but her hands were still tied. More of Steve's seed leaked out of her pulsing cunt, and was greedily licked up. Now Kris felt her sister grasping her legs and jolting back and forth, knowing she was just trying to hold onto something while she got pounded. "Faster," Jill moaned, "Fill me up with that big cock, yeah! Faster!" All Kris was thinking about now was Steve's cock. She'd never really seen it. It had been inside her, it had fucked her, it had pumped her full of sperm, but she still hadn't seen it. Right now it was coated in his sperm and the juices of both sisters. Kris wanted more than anything to taste him, to suck on his big cock and balls. She listened to it slipping in and out of Jill's wet pussy. Their bodies met with a loud slap on each thrust, punctuating their loud moans. After several minutes of fucking, Kris felt her sister's mouth on her pussy again. She was still horny so there were fresh juices to lick up. Her tongue started to fuck her leaking hole in rhythm with Steve's thrusts. She knew Jill was just doing this to increase her own arousal, but she was happy to be along for the ride. Her moans added to theirs, growing louder and louder as Jill came, then Kris came just moments later. Hearing both cry out in orgasm, Steve had had too much and released his second load with a loud groan. Hot squirts of cum fired into Jill's body as he drained his balls into her womb. His hands gripped her hips so hard it hurt, pulling her hard onto his beating cock until he was done. What happened next almost killed Kris even though she was tired and overheated. Her hopes of sucking Steve clean were ruined as she saw their dimly lit bodies curl into a 69 at the foot of the bed. His head disappeared between Jill's legs, while his dripping dick hung down into her mouth. His hips thrust down lightly, trying to assist Jill in swallowing his softening shaft. Kris left them alone while a tiny part of her enjoyed the torture of hearing them lick eachother clean. Steve was too empty and sore to cum again, but Jill wasn't. The bed shook while she humped his face. She tried to keep sucking his penis, but had to stop to moan and pant every few seconds. They recovered after a few minutes of heavy breathing and quiet licking. "Thanks," Steve whispered in Kris's ear, and kissed her on the cheek after untying her. He and Jill left the room. Kris wanted to chase them down and taste them but she was too tired, and it was over. Rolling over, she sighed and fluffed her pillow. This was not over. She smiled to herself, scheming until she fell asleep. To be continued... Charlie's Angels: Angel Hunt "Are you sure he wanted us to come right now? It's not even noon yet," Kelly said as the jet slowed to a halt. "For the fiftieth time, he said it's urgent. Here, you can read the cablegram again!" Sabrina slapped into Kelly's hand a folded square of yellow paper, which she quickly opened up. Her lips moved as she read the message to herself. "'Diablo Island'? I've never even heard of this place," Jill frowned over her shoulder. A short distance from the plane, a jeep was parked in the tall grass. A man wearing sunglasses stood leaning against it, and the instant all three of them stepped off the jet he rushed over to them. The jet rolled off across the field again, the roar of the engines growing quieter and quieter. "Hello, you must be Mr. Townsend's people?" They nodded. "My name is Malcolm Case," he introduced himself. "I'm Mr. Townsend's client, or yours." "Ah, glad to meet you," Sabrina said, shaking his hand. "My name is Sabrina Duncan, this is Jill Munroe, Kelly Garrett." They smiled politely. "It's hot out today, why don't we drive and talk? My lodge isn't far from here." He ushered them towards the car. Sabrina walked around to the passenger seat and Kelly and Jill climbed into the back. The jeep turned in a circle and drove back on the same tracks in the grass that it flattened on its trip over. "Thank you for coming so quickly, I apologize for such short notice." "No trouble," Sabrina replied. "What is it exactly that you'd like us to investigate?" "Well," he said, "I happen to be a collector of these rare artifacts, and it seems a number of them have gone missing." As he continued to explain, the car's path wove through trees and turned around a rocky hill, bringing a small building into view. He parked in front of it and turned the car off. "Here we are." They walked into the building and he offered them three stools to sit on. "So Mr. Case," Jill said. "Can you show us where you've kept these artifacts you were talking about?" "Malcolm," he corrected her. "Please call me Malcolm. And yes, I was about to suggest just that. Through that door is the room where I kept them, and where they were taken from. Now, what I would like to do is to get each of your first impressions. I want to see if you notice what I did, if you think anything is strange. So you will not influence eachother's thoughts I will ask you to step into the room one at a time and tell me what you think. Is that all right? Who would like to be first?" "I'll go," Jill volunteered, standing up from her stool. "Fine, right this way." He led her to a door on the other side of the room and opened it for her. "We'll just be a moment," he said over his shoulder to Kelly and Sabrina. Jill stepped into the room, and he followed and shut the door behind them. She looked around the room, which appeared to be basically the same as the one they had just been sitting in. "This is the crime scene?" she asked. "Yes," he said. "Look very closely, tell me if you notice anything unusual." "There seems-" her words were cut short when he suddenly seized her from behind, clamping a damp cloth to her face. "Mmmff!" she struggled, grabbing his arm and trying to pull it away from her, but he was too strong and didn't budge. Her hands reached out, trying to claw at his face. A strange dizzy feeling overtook her after several seconds, and right as her eyes drooped shut she finally recognized the familiar smell of chloroform. Malcolm caught her as she fell limp, her head hanging back awkwardly. He laid her down on the floor and tucked the cloth into his coat pocket. Straightening up, he composed himself, smoothing his clothes and running his hand over his hair, and then emerged from the room once more. "Alright, Miss Munroe has given me her opinion. Who's next?" he asked cheerfully. Sabrina joined him. The door shut and Kelly was left in silence, wondering what was so important to observe in that other room. She examined her fingernails. After a minute he came back out, standing in the doorway. "Last but not least?" he smiled. Kelly returned the smile and rose from her seat, walking over to him. She stepped inside the room, wondering why this time he did not bother closing the door, and then she saw Sabrina and Jill on the ground. A wave of panic swept over her and she turned to Malcolm, but it was too late. She even thought herself strangely calm as he held the cloth over her nose. Her hands tugged halfheartedly at his arm, already too weak to make any real effort. There seemed to be plenty of time to think things through. Chloroform, she identified the smell. Then Sabrina and Jill must not be dead.. they sure look like it though...wwhat'se going.. to dooo? The room spun sideways and faded to black. Something tickled Jill's shoulder. Rousing partially from her sleep, she swatted at it with one hand, brushing off an insect. Wait, why was her shoulder bare? She opened her eyes and frowned, squinting in the bright sunlight. With a gasp she realized that she was completely naked. Alarmed, she sat up quickly, triggering a pounding pain in her head. Her entire left side felt itchy and prickly, as she had been laying on the ground here for who knows how long. A few leaves and some dirt stuck to her skin on that side, and she brushed them off. Raising her head, she looked around in all directions, growing increasingly upset. Where were Kelly and Bri? And more importantly, Malcolm? Finally she spotted on the ground a few feet away a small green drawstring bag. She leaned over, picked it up, and pulled open the top, peering inside cautiously. Sabrina pulled from her bag a small metal device with a single toggle switch on it. Turning it over in her hands for a minute, she gave up trying to identify what it was and reached back inside. There was a canteen and a small plastic packet. She opened it up and sniffed it. Beef jerky? She frowned. Being very thirsty, she picked up the canteen again, unscrewed the cap, and raised it to her lips. She hesitated a moment, and then, figuring she'd already been drugged, took a sip. It was only water, and though slightly warm, it tasted pure and crisp. Satisfied, she took a few hearty gulps from it. After replacing the cap, she pulled out of the bag the last of its contents, a piece of paper folded in half. She opened it up. "'As you may have guessed already, you were not really brought here to solve a mystery, though you are here to solve a problem for me. I used to be quite into game hunting. I spent a great deal of my time hunting on this very island, and over the years I have grown tired of it. You are here to provide me with an entirely different kind of prey. Do not worry - you will not be harmed, as I will not be hunting you in the traditional sense. Though I am armed for self-defense, I will not be using any kind of weapon against you. Upon your capture, I intend to use each of you to satisfy my own personal needs. When I am finished, I will return you to the lodge where you may relax and no longer be a target. I have provided you with a small supply of food and water, and an emergency tracking device. Should you find yourself in any kind of distress or danger, switch it on. Your location will appear on my radar system and I will put the hunt on hold and come to your aid. However when the situation is cleared up, we will resume after a fair amount of time. My hunt will begin at sunrise.'" Kelly blinked, rereading the paper a fourth and fifth time. 'Personal needs'? She frowned. As she thought of Malcolm's unattractive, wrinkled face and pot belly, she hoped 'personal needs' didn't mean what she thought it did. Judging by the sunlight it was later in the day, maybe 4 or 5 o'clock. If she could just get back to that lodge, she thought. There was a phone and a radio in there, if she could get to it while Malcolm was out, all three of them would be saved! With a plan in her head and the bag in one hand she began to walk. Of course she was walking in the direction she happened to be facing, but it didn't really occur to her. She tiptoed carefully at first, pebbles and twigs pricking her soft, bare feet as she crunched over them. After a while she paid no more attention and walked normally. Almost normally, at least, seeing as how she'd never been on a naked trek through the wilderness. She passed trees and bushes and rocks and even a small stream, where she stopped to refill her canteen. It was getting dark and Kelly hadn't come upon anything, so this seemed as good a place as any to stop for the night. Trying to hide herself from view, she curled up behind a bush, using her bag as a pillow. Though she was tired, she was absolutely not sleepy and her eyes stayed open and alert all night. If it wasn't so pitch black she would have kept walking. She froze every time she heard a leaf fall to the ground, imagining Malcolm standing over her... Jill had begun to walk again as soon as the faintest light of morning lit the trees. Now she crept through the trees in the dim morning light, being cautious even though the sun had not officially risen. Where was everybody? Sabrina had to pee. Even though there was nobody around that might see her, at least she hoped, she crouched behind a bush. As she was peeing, she heard a twig snap loudly. She stopped quickly and held in the rest, which is hard enough to do when you're not in a panic. The silence rang loudly in her ears as she listened hard. After a minute or two passed, she felt no danger anymore and resumed peeing. The warm liquid felt so good as it drained out of her and splashed on the ground, leaving her feeling more relieved by the second. She wiped herself with a leaf and tossed it back on the ground. Just as she stood up, she heard a loud crunch of leaves and froze again, half-crouching. Her eyes darted around. "Bri?" she heard from her right side. She turned quickly and spotted Kelly peeking out from behind a tree several yards away. "Kelly!" she whispered loudly. Both abandoned their hiding places and rushed together. They met and hugged eachother tightly. Each found comfort feeling the other's warm skin as they held eachother, half laughing and half crying. "Are you alright?" "Mmhm. I was so scared you were Malcolm," Kelly breathed into Sabrina's neck. "Same here!" she said. They walked together, glad for the company. Jill sat on a warm rock in the sun on the far north edge of the island. She ripped the tough jerky with her hands and teeth, feeling like a dog. The packet was now empty and she discarded it on the ground behind her, getting up. After walking for a minute she rushed back and picked up the plastic packet, tucking it inside her bag. Can't have him finding that, she thought, and feeling clever she walked off again. A few hours later Kelly and Sabrina quickly ducked down into the bushes, peering out at Malcolm. They were surprised he hadn't heard them, the way they had walked so close to him before noticing. As they had both expected him to be in full camouflage or something, they were surprised to see him wearing nothing but black shorts and carrying the same grey drawstring bag they were. "If he sees us, split up or he'll catch both of us," Sabrina whispered as they watched him from their hiding place. Her heart skipped a beat as his eyes met hers. He came towards them. "RUN!" They leapt out of the bush and took off in opposite directions. Kelly tripped as she ran frantically down the hill and tumbled a good distance down. As quickly as possible she got back on her feet and kept running. Sabrina forgot her bag on the ground and sprinted through the trees, hearing his steps behind her. She hadn't gotten very far when she lost her footing and the ground fell beneath her. She cried out as she fell and landed on her back in the dirt almost ten feet down. Leaves and palm fronds fell down on top of her. With one hand she sheilded her eyes and looked up. It was a trap. He dug a hole and covered it with leaves, and I fell in it like a dumb animal, she thought. Though it was hot outside, a shiver ran through her as she heard his footsteps approaching. Kelly's heartbeat thudded in her ears and she ran as fast as she could and as far as she could, the bag swinging in her hand. Leaves scraped her face and sharp rocks poked her feet, but she paid no attention. As she finally slowed, she hid behind a tree and tried not to gasp loudly as she caught her breath. Not hearing Malcolm around, it dawned on her that he must have followed Sabrina instead. She turned to go back and help her, but realized that she didn't even know what direction she had come from. Determined to help, she rushed off in an ultimately random direction. Malcolm peered down at Sabrina over the edge of the hole. He hopped down into the ditch, landing on his feet next to her. "What are you going to do to me?" she rasped after a short silence. "You make it sound so tragic," he said. "I'm not going to hurt you. Honestly, I think you might enjoy it." "Enjoy...what?" she asked. He ignored her question, remaining quiet. "Did you know...that I have not been with a woman in over seven years?" he said finally. Sabrina stared back at him. "As you can see, I am not the most attractive specimen. Due to this I have lived a fairly lonely life." Still silent, she studied his face. He was certainly right about not being attractive. She already knew where this conversation was leading. "To be blunt, I am in great need of sexual release," he added, "and you will be the first to give me that release." He moved toward her, and she scrambled back until her skin pressed against the dirt wall. "I said, I won't hurt you. Please relax, and it will be enjoyable for both of us." He reached out and cupped her breast. Normally she would have slapped his hand away but right now she was still too scared. His thumb rubbed across her nipple, back and forth. He squatted in front of her, putting his knees between her legs and holding them open that way. With his other hand he reached down between her legs. Sabrina jerked a little as his finger found her clit. He began to stroke it very softly with one fingertip. In disbelief, she felt herself starting to get wet. How can this be? she thought miserably. If he's going to rape me why doesn't he just get it overwith? However, time passed and she grew less miserable. He stopped rubbing her nipples and instead leaned forward to lick them tenderly. Malcolm smiled to himself as he felt her juices starting to slick his finger. His cock was bulging in his pants, but he was calmly taking his time, sucking her nipples and massaging her clit. Sabrina's legs didn't even need to be held open anymore, they rested apart on their own. She caught herself closing her eyes and enjoying the sensations. Her panic had faded away, and her plan to knock him out when he least expected it was put on hold. Much as she hadn't wanted to get caught, she had to admit that he was very good at this. Her eyes snapped open as his mouth and fingers left her skin. He sat back, repositioning himself and lowering his head between her legs. His rough hands gripped her hips, pulling her gently for better access. As she was about to protest, his mouth pressed over her slit and she shivered. His warm lips felt shockingly good on her skin, and her mouth opened in a silent gasp as he began to lap at her pussy. His hot tongue slipped between her folds, on either side of her clit and pussy lips. The taste of her sweet juices on his tongue was his first reward. His mouth pressed more firmly into her crotch as he lapped, and began to lick deeper. Sabrina gasped out loud as his tongue darted in and out of her pussy, sending a tingling shock of pleasure through her body each time. She was only being penetrated half an inch or so, but with his talent she was soon writhing on the ground and sighing. Her juice leaked steadily out onto his tongue as she grew more and more excited. Moving up an inch, he sucked her clit into his mouth. Her eyes flew open and she gasped loudly as his wet lips enveloped and sucked her. Her hips began to swirl against his face, and she felt herself approaching a crushing orgasm. Just as her hands found his head, he licked her clit a final time and then withdrew. She looked at him, her face contorted in pleasure and confusion. "Are you enjoying yourself after all?" he asked. She nodded. "Do you want me to continue pleasuring you?" She nodded again, hoping he would resume licking her. He did not. Instead he stood up, hooked his fingers under his shorts and pulled them off. His cock stood proudly in the air and Sabrina's eyes went wide. It was huge! There was no way that was less than ten inches, she thought. And so thick! His balls were also very large, hanging down between his thighs. He stood in silence, watching her looking at his enormous erection. As if a signal had gone off, she lunged forward and grabbed his cock with both hands, feeling his thick, beating flesh under her fingers. Her lips wrapped around the tip, stretching her mouth as wide open as it had probably ever been. Her tongue flicked across his swollen head, licking up his precum hungrily. Malcolm was not going to ask her to blow him, but by no means was he going to stop her now. His eyes closed and he smiled as his aching penis received its first real attention in years. Her lips slid up and down his thick meat as she tried to take him deeper. His cockhead stretched her throat as she tried to swallow as much of him as she could. Not all of his length would fit down her throat, but he didn't mind. She pumped the last few exposed inches at the base of his cock with one hand as she sucked him. Her tongue ran up and down the bottom of his rock hard shaft while she slid her mouth over him again and again. One of her hands felt his balls, so big, so heavy, and so full of pent up sperm. This was the biggest and most beautiful one she had ever seen. Her jaw ached from deepthroating such a thick cock, but she kept sucking him like a woman possessed. He stopped her, feeling himself getting too close to release. He wanted to have this orgasm inside a warm female body. When he pushed her back, she eagerly spread her legs before him. He sat between her legs and rubbed her nipples for a minute or two, waiting for himself to calm down a bit. "I need your cock in me!" she cried finally. Needing no more suspense, he wrapped one hand around his stiff cock and guided it between her legs. She moaned as the smooth mushroom tip rubbed against the length of her slit. Her eyes pleaded. He pushed the head of his cock into her cunt, and she let out a half-moan, half scream, climaxing instantly. Her pussy spasmed hard around his tip, leaking her fluids out around it. He eased himself further in, sinking all ten inches completely into her. His long, thick cock filled her completely. "Fuck me!" she cried again. He drew it out, her stretched pussy clinging to him, and plunged it back in. A rhythm formed as he thrust into her faster and faster. Her breathing was a continuous moan; her legs locked around his ass and her fingers clawed at his back. Her pussy rippled in another orgasm and another as his huge cock pounded into her. Malcom clenched his teeth, trying to delay his climax. The hot, silky inside of her body felt indescribable as it squeezed his cock. Her walls clenched him as he slid in and out, massaging every inch of him like his hands never could. He wished this could last forever. Sabrina cried out incoherently as she thrashed in another orgasm, grinding her hips desperately around his cock. Her tight cunt contracted rhythmically, milking its enormous intruder. It was the final straw for Malcolm; he stopped holding back and slammed into her, bringing it on. His cock impaled her deeper than it had before and he remained buried there, pressing hard into her and trembling in the final second before his orgasm struck. He felt his balls tighten and the searing hot liquid rising up his shaft. He bellowed as his cock exploded, releasing nearly a dozen long, hard sprays of thick semen deep inside her. Charlie's Angels: Angel Hunt She cried out loudly out again as his throbbing cock pumped buckets of hot cum into her. She could feel each powerful blast of sperm that coated her walls. "Fuck me hard!" she screamed out, humping his still-pulsing cock. In the midst of his glorious ejaculation he had forgotten completely about fucking her, and at her request he resumed at full speed, driving his rigid meat into her body over and over. They gripped eachother so tightly that he could only pull out halfway; instead he plowed into her as hard as he could, jolting her body against the dirt. Her breasts leaped up and down as he fucked her hard, reaming her cunt with his enormous cock. Sabrina felt like she was having one continuous orgasm as she was stretched wide and pounded hard. His back bled under her clawing fingernails. She wailed and screamed until she was hoarse. After a while his cock was too soft to keep fucking, and he slipped out of her. They each lay back, panting and dripping with sweat. Malcolm soon stood and picked up both his bag and Sabrina, still in a daze, and carried her out of the ditch and back to his jeep. Kelly suddenly heard rustling in the leaves behind her and without even turning to look, she sped off again. That bird searching for insects sent her half a mile closer to the lodge. Sabrina lay on a cot back at the lodge, half-awake and only dimly aware of the last hour. She felt both sore like she'd been fucked with a telephone pole, and completely satisfied. After sweating so much the cool air in the lodge made her skin cold and clammy. Weakly she wrapped the sheet tighter around her body and closed her eyes. No longer was she worried about her friends being captured. He was right, they'd enjoy it. On the second morning Jill walked along the beach, scanning the horizon. It wasn't a nice beach like the one outside her house in LA, not calming like she thought it would be. The sand was gravelly and sharp, hot winds cut across the shore, whipping her hair into her face. Out in the open she suddenly felt vulnerable, like she was being watched. She skittered across the hot sand, trying not to burn her feet, and headed back into the trees. Angel instict is always right. Malcolm's eyes followed her from the brush 20 yards away. As she walked away, he stalked her like a primal beast, crouching and creeping, never taking his eyes off her. He hadn't even bothered putting his shorts back on. He came closer and closer to her, coming up on her side, hoping to herd her back towards one of the traps he had set. His cock began to stiffen as he stopped being quiet, and walked towards her normally. Hearing his footsteps, she froze and spun around until she saw him. With a shriek she zoomed away and he threw himself after her. Girl runs like a damn gazelle, he thought to himself as he tried to keep up with her. She leapt over fallen branches and darted swiftly between tree trunks. He slowed after a minute, wheezing, as she kept running and disappeared from view in front of him. Malcolm leaned down, resting his hands on his knees to catch his breath. Just as he decided he'd have to try another approach with this one, he heard a high-pitched shriek from quite a distance ahead of him. Gotcha! he thought, and headed in that direction. Minutes later he found Jill by following the noises of struggling and shaking leaves. She had stepped into his trap, and the rope had seized around her ankle and pulled her up into the air. She dangled upside down by one leg. Fully extending her arms, the ground was only inches out of her reach. Blood began to rush to her head. She pulled herself upright and was trying to free herself from the rope. When she heard him walk up, she gasped and lost her grip, falling back down. Her golden curls hung down beneath her as she swayed there, upside down and naked, not quite sure what to do with her free leg. In the back of her mind she confirmed this as the single most uncomfortable moment of her life in more than one ways than one. "Are you going to rape me?" she asked, her voice distorted. "No. I'm going to fuck you." "So you are going to rape me." "It's not rape if you enjoy it. And please trust me, you will enjoy it." He stepped closer to her, and reached up to the ankle of her free leg, gently pulling it down. Her legs parted and her pussy was exposed, pointing up into the air. Only then did her eyes land on his cock. She could hardly believe its size, and it clearly was only half erect. He bent his head down a little, opening his mouth and extending his tongue. Gingerly he began to lick her clit. She moaned despite herself as his tongue bathed her sensitive flesh. After a minute he stopped, and she found herself almost disappointed. Malcolm pulled a knife from his bag and opened it up. Jill was about to try to kick him as he came toward her with the knife, but he reached up over her ankle and cut the rope. She fell only a foot or two to the ground with a dull thud. "Sorry," he said, dropping the knife back into the bag. "Where was I?" "Here," she said, opening her legs before him. "Ah, yes." Why did I say that? Jill thought. I could have gotten away! She stopped cursing herself the instant his mouth found her pussy again. As his tongue massaged her pussy lips she felt the familiar trickle, and knew she was getting wet. Her chance to escape had passed and she really didn't care much. His cock seemed to have some kind of magic power over her. She stared at it while he licked up her juices. It was hardening before her eyes. More than once she thought it must be fully erect but it kept growing. The thicker it got, the wetter Jill's pussy became as she thought about it plunging inside her.. She closed her eyes and laid her head back on the ground, squeezing her nipples in her hands. Soon Malcolm noticed this, and moved up to enjoy the breathtaking nipples he'd had his eyes on for the last hour. He closed his lips around one and she let out a soft moan. As he suckled, she felt his warm, rigid cock pressing against her leg. He began stroking her pussy with one hand, rubbing her dripping slit with his fingers. When her hips pressed a little against his fingers, he decided she was more than ready. She gasped and flinched a little, then moaned deeply as he began to finger her while sucking her nipples. As good as this felt, Jill thought of little else than his cock poking into her leg. She needed his cock. She sat up, and without a word leaned into him and took hold of it. It was so thick her fingers couldn't even wrap all the way around his shaft. She lowered her head and licked his balls, the base of his shaft and along the sensitive underside. As her tongue swirled around his cockhead, she detected a familiar taste on his flesh. This cock had been in Sabrina. "You got Sabrina already?" she asked, looking up at him and licking the length of his shaft. "How did you know?" he gasped out between heavy breaths. "Mmm..I know what she tastes like," Jill said, licking and sucking him while she spoke. "I can taste her pussy on.. mmmph..on your cock." Her lips slid down over him again. "You've had sex with her?" he said, a hint of disbelief in his voice. "Mmgf course," she slurped. "All the time." Her tongue swirled. "All three of us, we're best friends." Her throat closed over the tip of his cock. Malcolm swore his cock swelled even more as he imagined the three of them fingering eachother, kissing, drinking pussy juice. Jill fingered herself as she sucked him. He watched three of her fingers disappear up her cunt over and over. Her thin little fingers weren't enough. "I need you inside me." She got on her hands and knees in front of him, presenting her smooth little ass in the air. His hands grabbed her hips and she squeezed her eyes shut in anticipation, feeling his hot cockhead pressing against her sopping wet slit. Her mouth opened in a mix of pain and pleasure as he entered her from behind, stretching her pink hole incredibly wide and filling her to the hilt. She had never felt so full in her life. He remained still inside her for a moment, letting her adjust. The walls of her pussy twitched around his thick meat just from being filled so completely. It was if she had a tiny orgasm every second he was inside her. Malcolm felt her cunt squeezing him, and ground his hips against her ass. Instead of pumping in and out, his cock wriggled and shifted inside her. Her pre-orgasms kept coming and her breath came in ragged gasps and moans. Slowly pulled out, leaving her feeling desperately hollow, and slid back in again in one swift plunge. This time her climax was full-blown. Her cunt spasmed so tightly that she thought it might squeeze his cock off as it pumped in and out of her. She came so hard that she didn't even think to moan; instead a series of indescribable screams and grunts escaped her throat, primal sounds that she didn't look like she could ever make. Tears streaked her face. As she quieted a bit, he suddenly began to thrust much faster. They fucked like animals, his balls slapping wetly against her with each thrust. Warm pussy juice trickled over his balls and ran down both her thighs. It poured from her cunt, making a slopping noise each time his cock drove into her. Over and over his enormous rod impaled her, faster and faster like a piston. He never slowed. Jill's breasts bounced wildly beneath her. Her palms and knees ached. After another wrenching climax her pussy was painfully sensitive and fucked sore. She cried out for him to stop, and reluctantly he did. He hadn't come yet. "Fuck my ass," she panted, presenting it to him once more. Without skipping a beat he placed his thick cockhead against her tiny asshole and stared down at it. This looked impossible. His gigantic shaft glistened in the sunlight, dripping with her juices. He would rip her in two. Instead he licked his finger and pushed it into her ass. Clearly she had experience, as her tight ring relaxed easily and he was able to slip in a second finger, and after a minute of pumping, a third. Satisfied that she could handle his manhood, he replaced it at her asshole and pulled her onto him. Her asshole stretched and stretched, slipping over his wide dome, and finally his cockhead popped entirely inside. Jill groaned as he kept sinking deeper in, filling her ass with his thumping meat. Her hand flew between her legs and she rubbed her clit while he fucked her ass. He rammed her hard, and she screamed so loud that if not for her "Yes! Yes!" he wouldn't have been sure she wasn't in horrible pain. She arched her back, cumming again and again as her asshole squeezed around his thick shaft. Meeting his thrusts, she jammed herself backwards onto his cock. Normally he would have made sure to fuck her for awhile before cumming, but in this animalistic state his manners were gone. With no warning he blew his load, his body shaking as his cum poured into her. She felt jet after jet of his hot fluid erupt deep inside her ass, and rubbed her clit harder. Their voices sang a harmony as they moaned together. When he pulled out, she collapsed in the leaves, trembling and breathing hard. He sat back, pumping his slick shaft with one fist until his erection softened. Jill's legs were parted just enough that he could see between them as she lay on the ground. Her entire crotch was coated in fluids. His sperm was beginning to drip from her asshole, still stretched open a little from his cock. Pussy juice literally coated the insides of her legs all the way down to her knees. Leaves stuck to it. He just sat there looking at her. Kelly slept in a tree that night. "Slept" may not be as good a description as "clung to". The bark left red marks on her skin where she gripped it, both hoping to fall asleep and trying not to in case she would fall out of the tree. In the middle of the night she decided it was stupid, lowered herself from the branch, and climbed down. "Climbed" may not be as good a description as "fell most of the way". Jill didn't care how she got to be laying in bed but was glad she was. As she shifted her legs she felt her sticky fluids smear between them. Instead of talking to her, Sabrina decided to just let her rest. She looked at Jill's left ankle, smiling at the bit of rope tied around it and cut after several inches, fraying loosely at the end. Can't wait to hear this story, she thought. The third night fell since his hunt began, and still Malcolm had not found Kelly. Giving up for the night, he drove back to the lodge. Unbeknownst to him, Kelly had already gotten there. She had climbed a tree and gotten onto the roof, and been perched there for she didn't know how many hours, waiting for him to return. Since she hadn't bothered to check inside, Kelly thought the lodge was empty, and Sabrina and Jill didn't know she was there. Her eyes followed him as he climbed out of the jeep and walked up to the door. As his hand reached up for the handle, she pounced, flinging herself onto him with a screech. He grunted as they both toppled to the ground. Even with the element of surprise Kelly was easily subdued. She realized how hopeless as it was when he held both her wrists with one hand. During their struggle on the ground the door flung open. Jill stood behind it, Sabrina looking over her shoulder. "Kelly!" they yelled, and rushed down the steps to her side. "It's ok!" Malcolm let go of her, and she scrambled to her feet, practically leaping into Jill's arms. She locked her arms around her neck, feeling her still-bare skin against Jill's shirt. Kelly began to cry, and they held her and soothed her. "It's ok, Kelly," Sabrina said. "Don't be scared." "He got us already," Jill told her. "And trust me, it's nothing to be afraid of." "It's very dark out here, let's take it inside," Malcolm suggested, holding the door open. He stood sideways, and Sabrina smiled to herself because she could see her claw marks on his back. She walked in, and Jill followed, Kelly still clinging. They sat down on the cots. Jill saw that Kelly wasn't going to take this easily and decided to do Malcolm a favor. She lifted Kelly's chin and kissed her. Her crying stopped and after a moment they kissed again, their lips locking together. Sabrina and Malcolm sat on the cot behind them. She reached over to pull his shorts down, but he stopped her. "I want her to see it at the right time." With a nod she released the elastic band and ran her hands lower, feeling his already-massive bulge. She massaged it, and it rapidly grew and took shape. Her fingers were able to stroke his hard length through the cloth of his shorts. A damp spot appeared on the front after she rubbed him for several minutes. She lowered her mouth to his crotch and wrapped her lips around the head of his cock. He felt her warm mouth envelop his tip through the fabric, leaving a large wet circle, and he sighed appreciatively. His eyes were on Kelly and Jill. They were on a cot together in an abbreviated 69, Jill's shirt was off, and they were sucking eachother's nipples. Their hands stroked eachother's smooth skin while they suckled. Malcolm watched as Jill, who was on top, moved further down until her face was over Kelly's pussy. She nudged her legs apart and buried her face between them. His view was obscured but he didn't need to see what was happening as she started to moan softly. Malcolm loved watching them locked in a 69 and as Kelly began to lick Jill's pussy, he decided that he needed to taste some pussy himself. He pushed Sabrina back and opened her legs, meeting no resistance. To his delight she was already leaking juices, and he lapped them up, savoring her taste. Kelly lapped at Jill, tonguing her slick hole and tasting traces of sperm. She drank down Jill's pussy juices at the same time as Jill swallowed hers. Sabrina humped Malsolm's face, crying out as his lips brought her over the edge. Kelly turned to look, and Jill climbed off of her. She walked over and crouched beside him, gripping his shorts and giving them a tug. His cock stuck up, making a large tent in his shorts and preventing the elastic from stretching over it. Jill reached down his shorts and pulled his cock out the top, freeing him from the shorts and flinging them on the ground. His faintly purple erection jutted proudly into the air like a tree trunk. Kelly stared open-mouthed at the biggest cock she'd ever seen. She could actually see it twitching slightly in the air as it throbbed. She watched as Jill got between his legs and licked his balls. Her pussy ached, missing even Jill's tongue and fingers. Now she understood. She came over to him, and he expected to feel her lips envelop his cock. Lips did envelop his cock, but they were warm, slippery pussy lips. Kelly had straddled his body and was easing herself onto him, sinking lower and lower. Malcolm pushed his hips forward, penetrating her just slightly deeper. It caught Kelly off guard and she fell the remaining four inches down his cock. Her scream echoed through the trees outside the lodge. Her body shuddered on top of his, and his hands gripped her waist to keep her from falling over. The orgasm ripped her in two and melted her back together again as she spasmed helplessly around his massive shaft. Before she was even finished screaming he began to thrust gently up into her. She began to bounce, meeting his thrusts halfway. Jill and Bri watched her ride him, the enormous cock disappearing between her legs over and over. Each time it pulled out it didn't look like it would fit back in again, but back it plunged. They grinded together, connected at the hips, moaning and panting. Sweat glistened on their skin. Again Kelly began to fuck him, gliding up and down his thick cock as she climaxed loudly again. She saw him grit his teeth and she saw him draw in a sharp breath of air. This wasn't how she wanted it to end. A cock this magnificent must be tasted. Quickly she raised herself off his erection and got on her knees before him. His eyes opened in disappointment, feeling cool air circulating around his hard flesh instead of a hot, wet pussy. With one hand she gripped his shaft, unable to close her fist but squeezing anyway. She pulled his cock to her lips and licked the smooth, warm head. Her tongue swirled around it. Though she was merely duplicating her methods of eating an ice cream cone, his cock throbbed as another of the best blowjobs of his life began. Her tongue ran up the length of him from balls to tip, back down, back up again. She jerked him next, both hands working up and down his shaft. He groaned as she masturbated him, her hand rubbing his base while her mouth took in half of his length. Her lips sealed around the middle of his shaft and she sucked, and sucked hard. It felt like she was using his cock as a big straw just to suck the cum out of his balls. His heart raced. Just as he felt the climax coming, she opened her jaw wider and sank further, deepthroating him. Kelly wriggled her head back and forth, trying to force his cock all the way down her throat. She took him even deeper than Sabrina had, but still none of them could take all ten inches down her throat. Kelly pulled off, spitting a thick string of precum over his shaft, and sucked it back into her mouth again. She alternated deepthroating him and sucking him until he absolutely was going to explode. As she took him in again, his hips bucked and he tried to fuck her throat as he came. She gripped his cock tightly, bobbing her head and sucking the cum out of him as he blew his load. White-hot sperm squirting from his cockhead, filling her mouth in two spurts. Kelly swallowed as quickly as she could but some of it still spilled past her lips. He moaned as he thumped inside her mouth. She had opened her lips to let him see his semen flooding her mouth, swallowing again and again. The thick white goo coated the inside of her mouth and dripped down her chin as she drank from him. Finally Malcolm was completely spent, and lay back on the cot, exhausted. Charlie's Angels: Angel Hunt Sabrina practically pounced on her, licking the cum from her chin and lips. Kelly parted her lips and kissed her, letting her lick the sperm out of her mouth. While they shared his cum, Jill went back to the source. She slipped between Malcolm's legs and took his still-stiff cock into her mouth. It was still coated with streaks of sperm and she hungrily sucked it off his warm flesh. She literally sucked him dry until his cock began to deflate. "You know, you didn't have to kidnap us or hunt us down," Sabrina said to Malcolm. "With the right technique you could have had us easy." "I do have to admit though, the hunting part was kind of fun. I mean, after I was sure I wasn't going to get killed or anything," Jill added. "Yeah," Kelly grinned. "If you ever have another case that needs investigating be sure and let us know." "Oh I will, I sure will." He waved to them as they climbed onto the jet. Charlie's Angels: Angel in a Trance Jill sat and waited in the lobby while Kelly played her bit with the hypnotist. After 20 or so minutes the door to his office opened and he and Kelly walked out to Jill. "Alright then, we've made an appointment for Kelly to come back in a week," he said. Sabrina was waiting for them in her car outside, and they got into the back seat. "How'd your little seance go?" she asked, pulling out of the parking space. "Good I think," Jill responded, clicking her seatbelt. "Right Kelly?" Kelly did not respond and continued staring out the window. "Kelly?" She turned her head and looked at Jill. "Hm?" "Did everything go ok?" Jill asked again. Kelly blinked confusedly and shifted in her seat. "Yes," she said slowly, after a long pause. She uncrossed and recrossed her legs. "Are you sure you're alright Kelly? You look a little flushed," Bri said, glancing up at her in the mirror. "I'm fine. I just..." she trailed off. Jill noticed her hand resting between her legs. "Oh, did your hunky hypnotist friend get you all hot and bothered?" Jill asked with a giggle. Kelly didn't say anything more, busy rubbing at the crotch of her pants. She rested her head on the back of the seat and massaged herself. Her middle finger stroked firmly over her clit through her pants until she shuddered slightly with a small orgasm. "Better now?" Jill asked, reaching over and patting her hand. Kelly grabbed her hand and pulled it between her legs, rubbing against it. Jill gave a small shrug and began to work her hand, pressing and stroking against the warm seam of Kelly's pants. In under a minute she was opening and closing her thighs around Jill's hand as she tensed in another climax. Even after she relaxed she continued to grip Jill's hand, pressing it into her dampening pants. "Jeez Kelly, can you wait a minute till you get home?" she said, gently pulling her hand away. A moment later the car rolled to a stop in front of Jill's house and she opened the door. "Call me when you get home, ok?" "Yep," Bri said. "Goodnight!" "Night." She shut the door and walked to her porch as Bri's car rolled off down the street. The car traveled in near silence to Kelly's house. Bri parked in the driveway. "Alright, here we are." Met with silence, she unbuckled herself and turned around in her seat. Kelly's eyes were shut and her hand was down in her unbuttoned pants. The bulge of her hand moved up and down as she fingered herself silently. Her hips bucked and she breathed heavily before calming down a little, and Bri figured she had reached her climax. "Ok Kelly, come on," she said. She continued to finger herself. Sabrina frowned and got out of the car, opening Kelly's door. She took her wrist and pulled her hand out of her pants. "Come on!" She helped Kelly out of the car and she leaned on the door, her legs wobbling, and Bri caught her just as she started to fall down. "We better get you inside," Bri said, helping her walk to her front door and then into her bedroom. She sat Kelly down on the foot of her bed. "Now you get some rest, alright?" Kelly nodded weakly as if she were very confused. "Are you sure you're ok?" She nodded again. "Do you need help changing?" She shook her head. "Ok," Bri said, still a little concerned. "Listen, you call me if you need anything ok?" She let herself out, got back in her car and drove home. Kelly undressed and got into bed bed, rolling around until she rested comfortably on her stomach. With a shiver she felt a drop of her wetness trickle over her clit. Though she was sleepy, the urge overpowered her and she began to rub against the bed. Her feet hooked over each side of the mattress and she humped steadily, gripping the sheets. After several minutes she grabbed her pillow and positioned it between her legs, straddling and humping it. Her juices began to soak into the pillowcase as her bare cunt pressed against it. She sat up and continued to gyrate her hips, imagining she was riding on a long, hard cock. Her fingers grabbed at her nipples as she bounced her way to another sticky climax. She sat up and her hand dropped between her legs again. Without really realizing it her middle finger had slipped back up into her pussy and started to stroke in and out. She laid back on her pillow and spread her legs wide, pushing in two more fingers. She gasped as she curled her body, using the force of her whole arm to fuck her tight, slippery hole. Soon her walls began to contract around her fingers and she moaned quietly as the warm waves of pleasure washed through her body. Her clear fluid trickled down her slit and began to drip onto the blanket. She slowed her strokes as she regained her composure. Even though this was her fifth orgasm in barely an hour, she ached inside more and more, yearning for release. Kelly continued to finger her drooling slit relentlessly. Through a fog she remembered fondly how Jill had made her squirt for the first time, and tried to duplicate the technique. She rubbed her fingers against her inner walls, searching for her g-spot. Her palm turned upwards as her fingers felt all around her gooey tunnel, and she inhaled sharply as her fingertips finally grazed the sensitive area. She curled her fingers and pressed them against the squishy spot, closing her eyes as she felt the pressure building again. After several seconds she tensed up and felt a flood of wetness as fluid sprayed out of her, splashing on her legs and completely soaking her blanket. Sweat trickled between her breasts and on her forehead. As she lay still panting for a moment, her eyes fell on the hairbrush on her nightstand. She pulled her fingers out of herself with a loud, wet pop and grabbed the brush. After running it around her drenched slit to wet it with her juices, she pressed it against her asshole. She enjoyed the sensation of the rubber tip teasing her hole. Soon she relaxed enough to push the handle through and slid it all the way in. She gripped the bristles and moved it all around, stirring it in her own ass to loosen it up. She held her left hand between her legs rubbing her clit and reached back with her right hand, pumping the hairbrush in and out of her ass. As she climaxed this time, she gritted her teeth and her asshole tensed, gripping the brush so hard that Kelly couldn't move it in or out while she came. "Hello?" Jill picked up the phone. "Hey Jill, it's me," Bri said. "Oh hey, is Kelly alright? She was acting a little strange." "Yeah, she was. I don't know if we should have left her alone tonight," Bri answered. "I think you're right. I'm gonna go over there and check on her." "Good, I'll meet you over there in about 15 minutes." Flipping over onto her back, she plunged three fingers back into herself, trying to press them deeper in. She rammed them harder and harder between her legs, slipping her pinky finger in as well. With four fingers inside herself, she pressed them deep inside herself, finally popping them all in past the knuckles. She moaned as her knuckles stretched the tight ring of muscle at her entrance each she pumped them in and out. Her pussy spasmed around her fingers again, streaming her juices down onto the bed. Still not satisfied, Kelly curled her hand into a fist and forced the whole thing up her cunt. Her pussy lips spread painfully wide as her body stretched to accept her whole hand. She was moaning loudly and on the verge of tears as she reamed herself violently. She came again and again and again. Feeling like a slave to her own body, she was unable to stop. Kelly's stretched pussy lips hugged her wrist as she wriggled her fist. She felt the hairbrush handle rubbing on the other side of her slick wall as she jammed it into her ass over and over. Bending at the elbow she plunged her fist into her cunt as fast as she could. Jill pulled a spare key from her purse and let herself in after Kelly did not answer the door. "Kelly?" she called quietly. She stepped cautiously through the house and froze in the kitchen, hearing a loud moan. She rushed for the bedroom and as she reached the doorway she was overwhelmed with the unmistakable scent of pussy. Another moan sounded from the darkness in front of her. "Kelly?" Jill felt for the switch and flicked on the light. "What in the...?" she said incredulously, taking in the scene before her. Kelly was laying on her back with her knees up by her shoulders and feet raised in the air. Sweat glistened all over her skin and there was an enormous dark spot on the blanket between her legs. One entire hand was buried between her legs and the other was fucking her asshole with something. Bristles? Was that a hairbrush sticking out of her ass? She realized the dark spot on the blanket was a puddle of Kelly's cum soaking into the bed. "Jill please...help me," Kelly pleaded, looking at her through teary eyes. She pulled her hand out of herself and looked at the strings of juice stretching between her fingers and sparkling up to her wrist. "What's going on honey?" Jill asked, quickly sitting down next to her. "I can't come!" Kelly stammered, leaning into Jill and beginning to cry. Jill hugged her tightly as she rested on her shoulder, still rubbing her clit with one hand. "It...it looks like you have," she said. "I don't understand?" "I did come I mean, a lot, but I can't...finish, I don't know why," Kelly sobbed. "Help me!" Jill laid her back on the pillow and moved between her legs, sitting on the damp blanket. Kelly's was the wettest pussy she had ever seen. Her juices coated her skin from the top of her mound and nearly down to her knees. She could actually see a rivulet of liquid slowly dripping from her slit, down past her ass and soaking into the bed. Jill licked her deep pink and hot pussy lips, cleaning the sticky juices from her skin. Kelly moaned and continued to rub her clit while her friend drank from between her legs. As soon as Jill's tongue snaked inside her hole she climaxed with a shudder. "Don't stop!" Kelly moaned. Jill slipped her tongue back into her fiery hot pussy and continued to lick and slurp. "Ohh please...don't stop, pleassse," Kelly breathed as the warm tongue flicked freely in and out of her body. She climaxed again almost immediately. Jill wrapped her hands around Kelly's hips, pressing her face harder against her pussy. Her tongue slithered inside her friend's sopping cunt, rubbing against her slick walls. Then she sealed her lips around her opening and sucked as hard as she could, pursing her lips so that they sucked the wall of Kelly's pussy just inside her opening. The harder she inhaled, the further in she sucked on the inside of Kelly's soft tunnel. Jill couldn't go any deeper, and was left with her own lips completely inside Kelly's opening. Kelly threw her head back, crying out as her cunt spasmed against Jill's face. A flood of her juices broke Jill's suction grip on her pussy and spilled down her crack onto the bed. As she licked it up, Jill heard the front door open and got up. "Don't leave!" Kelly cried desperately. "I'll be right back honey, I need to see if that's Sabrina," she answered, leaving Kelly alone on her bed, crying and rubbing her clit. Jill walked through the house and met Sabrina by the front door. "Hey, how is she?" she asked. "I don't know, something strange is going on," Jill answered, looking concerned. "I'll bet," Sabrina said, looking at Jill's dripping chin. "No, it's really weird," Jill said, wiping her face on her sleeve. "She keeps coming but she's never satisfied. I've made her come like five times already and she hasn't had enough yet, and she obviously has been masturbating all night before I got here. I don't know what it is, I've never seen her like this!" "Let me see her," Sabrina frowned, walking past Jill towards the bedroom. She paused near the door and sniffed the air, frowned, and entered the bedroom. Kelly was bucking her hips and crying, her fingers a blur over her clit. "Help me Bri!" Sabrina turned and frowned at Jill. "Work your magic," she said. She climbed onto the bed and took Kelly's hands in her own. They were very warm and trembled as she held them. "We'll help you, Kelly," she said, and kissed her. Kelly was too overheated to return the kiss and continued to cry. "Don't worry." For the next hour, Sabrina sucked her clit, licked her asshole, fingered her up both holes, ate her out, and lapped up her juices. Kelly came again and again but still was not satisfied. Exhausted, Sabrina took a seat while Jill filled in for her. Jill tongue fucked her, fisted her cunt, and drank her squirt three more times. They took turns all night long, pleasuring Kelly and then resting. Both were eventually wet between the legs as well, but neither wasted any energy on relieving themselves. As Jill's 4 AM shift began, Sabrina left the house for about a half hour, and returned with a brown paper bag. Sitting down on the bed, she pulled out of the bag two dildos. One was average but the other was probably the biggest they had ever seen. It was ribbed and looked about 3 inches wide. She gave directions to Jill that Kelly could not hear, and then they both took their places. Sabrina laid down alongside Kelly and reached the first smaller dildo down between her legs. She rolled it in the flowing cum and then pushed it against Kelly's puckered, wet asshole. After applying a little more pressure, she eased it into Kelly's tight ass. As she loosened up, Sabrina pumped it smoothly in and out of her. At the same time, she began to lick Kelly's nipple. Jill nestled herself between Kelly's legs and pushed the enormous dildo slowly into her cunt. She moaned as her pussy lips stretched to accept it. When she felt Kelly was comfortable, Jill picked up speed and began to fuck her with the monster cock. She lowered her mouth and sucked on Kelly's engorged clit at the same time. By this time, Kelly couldn't tell when one orgasm ended and the next started. Her pussy spasmed constantly for a good ten minutes while her friends sucked her clit and nipples and fucked her hard up both holes. Luckily they had more up their sleeves. Jill put her other hand to use and slipped a finger up into Kelly along with the dildo. She began to stroke her fingertip over Kelly's g-spot at the same time as she jackhammered the enormous cock up her cunt, and her lips tugged at the throbbing nub as she sucked it. Sabrina released one nipple from her mouth and latched onto the other. She continued to fuck Kelly's ass with the dildo, tilting it in all different directions, alternating between quick and shallow strokes, slow and gentle strokes, and sudden, deep rams. Her free hand felt the sweat dripping from Kelly's skin as she massaged her breast and caressed the smooth skin of her belly. "Now!" Sabrina said suddenly, and in the next few seconds a lot of things happened at once. She sucked Kelly's nipple back into her mouth, biting it roughly. Then Bri and Jill immediately switched on the vibrators on their dildos. Jill rapidly flicked the hood of Kelly's clit with her tongue, stimulating her sensitive clit vein. Her finger pressed hard against Kelly's g-spot, squishing into the spongy tissue. Kelly's brain spun as the stimulation suddenly reached new heights. The pressure inside her built as if an orgasm were approaching more intense than all the others of her life combined. She was almost afraid to let it happen, but her charge increased with every second and soon she had no choice. Her eyes shut and she grasped desperately for pillows, sheets, somebody's hair, anything to hold onto. Her toes curled tightly on her little feet that swayed in the air as they fucked her. Initial waves and twitches of pleasure began deep inside her, increasing in intensity and frequency until every muscle in her body tensed. Her ass and pussy squeezed hard around the dildos, magnifying their effect as they pistoned into her. Every nerve ending in her body was struck by lightning. She threw her head back and forth, screaming at the top of her lungs. Her entire body began to shake as indeed the most powerful orgasm of her life began to explode out of her. Her pussy clenched again and again, and she thrashed violently on the bed. Jill had a hard time keeping her mouth on Kelly's throbbing clit. Her finger dug against her friend's quivering g-spot long enough and a spray of hot fluid erupted from deep within. Jill did not stop sucking her clit and let the cum splatter all over her face, sending a shower of drops in all directions. She continued to ream Kelly's cunt relentlessly with the huge, buzzing cock as she squirted and screamed. Kelly's nervous sytem finally overloaded and she blacked out, heart racing. Sabrina felt her body go limp and she stopped and pulled the dildo out of Kelly's ass. Jill switched her vibrator off and removed it from Kelly's cunt with a loud, wet slurp. Bri picked Kelly up while Jill took the soaked blanket off the bed. Bri laid her gently back down on her pillow and they dried the sweat and cum from her skin as best they could before covering her with a fresh blanket. "Do you think she's alright?" Jill asked. "Yeah," Bri answered. "Let's just let her rest." Jill crawled under the blanket next to Kelly and Sabrina joined her on the other side. ------------------------ Sabrina was awakened by a soft arm wrapping itself across her waist. Looking down she saw Kelly's head snuggled into her shoulder. "Morning," Bri said quietly, reaching over and tapping Jill awake. "Morning." she whispered back. "Hey sweetie, how do you feel?" Jill said, rubbing her eyes. "Good," Kelly whispered again. "Tired." "We were worried about you," Bri said, hugging her tightly. "We're so glad you're alright." Jill got out of bed and shuffled out of the room, returning a moment later with a glass of water. She sat on the bed and lifted it gently to Kelly's lips. She drank weakly and slowly but drained it all. Sabrina stayed in bed, holding her while she rested. Jill ran a bath and undressed while Sabrina helped Kelly into the bathroom. She slipped into the suds, letting out a little coo as the hot water rose over her nipples. They lifted Kelly into the bathtub, sitting her down on Jill's lap. Her head rested back on Jill's shoulder, inhaling the lavender scent of the bath. Sabrina climbed in with them and began to massage Kelly's feet. "Just relax honey...we'll take care of you," Jill said in a soothing voice, massaging her shoulders. Kelly sighed contentedly and closed her eyes. Jill washed her arms, rubbing her soapy hands over her skin. Sabrina carefully lifted one of her legs at a time out of the water, washing and massaging her with great care. Kelly winced a little as Sabrina's warm, soft hand gently washed her sore pussy. Jill's hands worked over her shoulders and back, and tenderly caressed her breasts. When all the sweat and cum was washed off they lifted her out of the bath and patted her dry with a soft towel. Each gave her warm, clean skin little kisses as they massaged and dried her. Sabrina helped her back to her bed and tucked her in with a kiss on the forehead. Sabrina slipped back into the water and Jill flashed her a grin. Now it was their turn to play. Sabrina captured Jill in her arms and pulled her forward, raising her nipples out of the water and into the cool air. She leaned forward and cupped Jill's breasts with both hands. Then she found those enormous, hard nipples she loved so much and rubbed them soothingly as she leaned further in and kissed her. Jill responded with a warm flick of her tongue over Sabrina's wet lips. Their mouths opened and closed, lips slipping past one another. Jill held Bri's face and neck as she french kissed her passionately. Her tongue pushed into Bri's mouth, feeling her teeth and soft lips. They were a beautiful tangle of wet flesh, feeling, squeezing, stroking, kissing one another. Charlie's Angels: Angel in a Trance Bri finally broke the kiss and She immediately began to suck them hungrily. One hand felt it's way down to Jill's pussy and stroked her clit lightly. Running a finger down her slit, she felt the warm, slippery goo distictly different from the water. Her finger slipped into Jill's body, much hotter and wetter than the bathtub. She worked it in and out, adding another finger when Jill was ready. Her fingers pumped Jill's hot cunt underwater while she licked and sucked her hard nipples above the surface. She turned her hand so that her thumb could rub Jill's clit while she fingered her. Jill closed her eyes and moaned. She rested her head against the wall and hooked her ankles over the sides of the tub, spreading her legs wide. All the different temperatures felt wonderful on her body; the warm water, Sabrina's hot mouth, the cool air, and her searing pussy. Her hips moved against Sabrina's fingers, making waves in the tub. Sabrina shut her eyes, sucked in a breath of air, and dipped her head under the surface. Her mouth found Jill's pussy lips and she began to lick them. She blindly pulsed her tongue in and out of the hot, slippery cunt. Jill couldn't believe it. She was eating her out underwater! The mere idea almost pushed Jill over the edge. After several seconds she raised her head and gasped loudly, only to dive back in. Her lips sealed around Jill's pussy and sucked hard, flicking her tongue in and out. Even underwater she was able to taste Jill's pearly nectar as it flowed from her. She stroked the hood of Jill's clit with her index finger, swishing it back and forth under the water. When she dipped her head a third time her tongue pierced straight into Jill's cunt and she almost immediately began to thrash in a wild orgasm. She fought to keep her legs from clamping around Sabrina's head for fear of drowning her. Waves sloshed up around her chin as her body bucked under the surface. Bri popped up again, replacing her tongue with her fingers inside Jill, pushing even deeper. She felt her body still spasming, her fingers squeezed rhythmically by the boiling walls of her cunt. After a moment Jill calmed down and reached behind the side of the tub. To Sabrina's surprise and delight she held a dildo they had used to fuck Kelly. She strapped it onto herself and leaned forward, pinning Bri down. She sucked her nipples, tugging them in her lips. Bri's legs wrapped around her body and with a quick wriggle of her hips, she impaled herself completely on the plastic cock. Jill saw that she wasn't up for foreplay, skipped the gentle warmup and began to ram into Sabrina as deep as she could. Bri moaned and gripped the sides of the tub to keep from slipping under. Waves splashed violently between their bodies as they humped. Water sloshed over the sides of the tub and onto the floor. Jill knew she liked it rough and continued to fuck her mercilessly even though her face was covered now and then by the sloshes of water. Bri moaned and sputtered, wrapping her legs around Jill's ass and trying to force her deeper in. Jill drove the cock into her aching cunt over and over, spreading her pussy lips wide. Sabrina finally stiffened a little and shuddered as her orgasm buzzed deep inside her. It radiated throughout her body and she held Jill tightly as her pussy clenched. There were only inches of water left in the tub when they finished with eachother. They kissed deeply, each rubbing the juice from her friend's cunt with warm, soapy fingers. Jill gasped and came again all over Sabrina's hand. "If we keep taking baths together, we'll never get clean." Charlie's Angels: Angel in Paradise "Thank you." Kelly hung up the phone and came out of the booth. She tore a piece of paper out of her notepad and handed it to Kris, who was still sitting in the car. "These are some contacts we can ask about Charlie," Kelly explained. "You take these first few, I'll get a taxi and handle the others. Let's all meet back at the hotel at, say, 6?" Kris nodded, squinting. "I'll call Sabrina in a while and tell her." "Ok. Be careful." "You too." Kris turned the key and drove out of the parking lot in search of her first contact. She later arrived at a run-down apartment building and she checked the address against her paper. After buzzing twice with no answer, she decided she didn't have a lot of time to spend waiting and hopped back in her car to track down contact number two. "Excuse me!" someone called. Kris turned to look. There was a man leaning out the front door of the building. "Were you looking for Mr. Telford?" "Yeah!" Kris shouted back. "Do y'know where I can find him?" "I'm pretty sure this time of day he'd be down at the beach, he spends a lot of time there lately." "'At the beach'?" Kris repeated. "This is Hawaii, do you know what beach?" "Wanamalo? Wamalano...um. Something like that. It's just straight east from here." He pointed. "Thanks!" Kris smiled at him, and set off down the street. After a short drive she passed a sign "Waimanalo Beach", with an arrow. She kept driving and following more signs with arrows but it seemed that where she needed to get to was a private beach. Finally she spotted a gate in the fence and parked her car off the side of the road. She approached the gate and reached up for the latch. "Miss," someone said, making her jump. A guard was standing near the fence several feet away. "I'm sorry Miss, but this is a private beach." "Oh," she said. "I didn't come here to stay, it's just that I need to talk to a man that I think is in there?" "Yeah? What's his name and what's it about?" "His name is Telford. I'm a private detective and I'd like to ask him some questions about a thing I'm investigating." "I can go see if he's on the beach. You stay put." Kris thanked him and he let himself in the gate, which swung shut before she could peer inside. She was left standing along outside the fence, looking around and admiring the scenery. Only after two or three minutes did she look up at the sign that read PRIVATE BEACH - NUDE BATHERS ONLY. She frowned for a moment. Well, that explained all the security. The latch clicked again and the guard came back out. "Yes, he's in there." "Great. Um.. could he come out and talk to me?" "No ma'am, fraid not. You can go on in and talk to him if you want, though." "Oh, thanks!" she said, reaching up to open the gate. "No no, I can't let you in like that," he stopped her, putting his hand on the gate. "Like what?" "You'll have to comply with the sign." He nodded up at it. "Look I just want to talk to the guy, I'm not going to go swimming or anything." Kris reached for her purse with a growing worry. Maybe a 20 would do? "Sorry ma'am, that won't help either. This is a private beach and the only way you get in it is just what the sign says." Kris made a face and, after a minute of pouting, reluctantly began to unbutton her blouse. "Jill, where are you when I need you?" Kris mumbled. "Do you really have to watch?" she snapped at the guard. "No," he chortled. "But you're gonna be buck naked in a minute, what do you care?" "Ugh." She turned her back to the guard. He had a point, but she still hated him watching her undress. She left her clothes in a pile outside the fence and opened the gate. "The rules-" "Yeah yeah," she said, cutting him off and letting the gate close behind her as she stepped inside. The sign didn't lie but somehow she was still surprised to see perhaps 30 completely naked people. There were a lot of older men and women around, which was not exactly a thrill to see, but here and there Kris could see a younger guy or two. She noticed a few guys looking at her. Even her best efforts to cover herself with both hands left little to their imagination. Engrossing as this view was, she snapped herself out of it and started to look around for her contact. She didn't know what he looked like, and what better excuse to meet one of these good looking guys? She zeroed in on the nearest one. "Pardon me," she said "Can you point out Mr. Telford to me?" He did so after giving her a thorough look up and down, and she thanked him, backing away while still staring at him. "Mr. Telford?" she said, pausing behind him. He turned around, peered over his sunglasses and smiled broadly upon seeing her. "If you say so." He offered his hand. He was probably about 60, fairly out of shape but evenly tanned for obvious reasons. Kris made a point of not looking any lower than his neck. "I'd shake your hand but I sort of need both," she explained, blushing slightly. "That's alright. But if you don't mind me saying so, you've got nothing there you should be hiding. Won't you please relax and enjoy yourself." With another blush she removed her arm from across her chest. It felt awkward hanging at her side and after a moment it absently drifted over and joined her other hand in covering herself down lower. The warm breeze did feel good on her bare skin. She noticed a few more people looking her way out the corner of her eye. "There, isn't that better? You should be proud, you're the best looking thing on this beach." "Thank you," she said quietly. "Now what was it you wanted to see me about?" He asked. Scattered over the beach were a few young guys of the usual type, who had come alone hoping the beach would be full of naked babes for them to look at. They generally left disappointed, but the few that happened to be out today immediately latched onto this new target. Five sets of eyes were locked onto her from different areas of the beach, then six, then seven, triggering as many erections. One or two even reached down to stroke themselves while they watched her. After a few minutes half the people on the beach were at least sneaking glimpses of her, if not blatantly standing and staring. "Ok thanks alot, I really appreciate it! Bye!" She walked off back up the beach to where she had entered, starting off hurried but walking slower and slower. Her eyes darted around, trying to soak selected male bodies into her memory for use later. "Going somewhere?" A man's voice came from right behind her. She turned around to see the first guy she had talked to, who was a pretty well built blonde guy with a dark tan. He had a monster erection that was impossible to miss. It bobbed in the air in front of him, thick and heavy. She struggled for a split second to tear her eyes away from it. "Oh, yeah I was just on my way out," she said with a slight blush. "You know you can't leave yet." he said with a tiny smug look. "What?" "If you leave now you're in violation of the beach rules." "What do you mean the rules, I already took my clothes off. Isn't that what you do at a nude beach?" "Yes but...surely the guard must have explained the rules to you when he let you in?" "I guess not. Well what are they? I need to go, I'm kind of in a hurry." "They're quite simple, we only have two. Rule one is no clothing of any kind. You're fine there. Rule two, leave everything as you found it." Kris frowned. "What are you talking about then? I didn't litter or anything. Everything is just how it was." "No, it most certainly is not." He shot a quick glance down at his own body to indicate what he meant. Her eyes again landed on his cock. "Oh.." she said, her face curving into a naughty grin. "I think I understand now." "Yes, we're very serious about the rules here miss. That's why we have the guards, to back up the rules." He grinned back, and his light blue eyes twinkled with the reflection of waves behind them. "Well, if you give me a few minutes I think I can fix this." Hearts skipped beats all over the beach as she got down on her knees. She took his huge cock in both of her small hands and began to feel all around. This was the first real one she had ever touched and she spent several minutes just feeling it and looking at it. The shaft felt thick and warm in her hand, and she could feel it beating softly. She ran her hand slowly up and down, feeling his smooth pinkish skin. His shaft was capped with a thick, dark pink helmet with a small droplet of white precum at the tip, which sparkled in the sunlight. She touched it and felt its gooey texture between her fingertips. Next she slid her hand down and cupped his balls, feeling the soft wrinkley skin and weighing them in her hands. At the same time she wrapped her other hand around his shaft again, and began to stroke it slowly. Kris looked up at his face to see if he liked what she was doing, and was glad to see that his eyes were closed. Sabrina and Kelly had of course given her some lessons on sucking with a strap on, but this was completely different. She loved the feeling of his warm cock in her hand. It amazed her how it could be so hard, yet so soft at the same time. She touched his head lightly onto her lips, rubbing it softly all around, feeling its texture on her closed lips, and across her cheeks. Finally her lips parted and she gave his leaking cockhead a warm, soft lick. As she did so, she felt the familiar tingle between her legs and began to lick slowly up the length of his pulsing meat, starting all the way down at his balls. When her tongue reached his crown, she lowered her head and started to lick back up again. She could feel the few veins on his cock as her tongue slid over his rigid flesh. Repositioning herself slightly between his legs, she began to lap at his balls from underneath, feeling the soft skin with her wet lips and tongue. He began to sigh as she did this. Once again she wrapped her hand around his thick shaft and directed it towards her lips. Her tongue caressed his crown, opening her mouth wider until his cockhead was enveloped in her hot, wet mouth. She kept flicking her tongue over his tip while it throbbed inside her mouth. More of his precum was leaking out, she tasted it now, and liked it. She licked up the underside of his long shaft and sucked his cockhead into her mouth again. Her jaw opened wider, and she began to slide her lips down his shaft. When a few inches of his thick cock were inside her mouth, she felt his tip beginning to press into the back of her throat. She slid back and sucked the top portion of his long cock again. Her head made a steady pace of bobbing up and down between his legs, slurping and massaging him with her lips and tongue. One older man who was briskly jerking off at this sight blew his load with a loud gasp which few seemed to notice. His strings of cum spattered onto the sand in front of him. Sabrina had taught Kris how to deepthroat some time ago, she had chocked a little but gotten the hang of it quickly and was able to take down some of their larger toys with little trouble. The talent must run in the family.... She decided now would be the perfect time to try it out and get some practice. The man's warm cock tickled at the back of her throat again, and with some concentration she relaxed her muscles and took nearly two more inches of his length down her throat before pulling back. Her eyes watered a bit but she swallowed him right back down again, a little deeper this time. His thick meat made for a very snug fit in her throat, and she was thankful for his near-constant small eruptions of precum that lubricated it. This guy just had to watch her the whole time. She was one of the hottest girls he'd ever seen, and how fortunate he was to have met her here. He stared down at her and felt her warm throat closing around the end of his cock as it disappeared into her mouth. He'd had better blowjobs but with the warm sun and breeze on his skin, the ocean waves in front of him, and a little blonde bombshell on her knees swallowing his big cock almost to the hilt, life had never felt better. Every second he watched pushed him closer to exploding in her mouth. "I'm gonna cum," he warned her breathlessly. She just kept sucking intently on his thick shaft. The thick white cum shot up suddenly from his balls, spraying out the tip of his cock and coating the inside of her mouth. He gripped her head as he came, squirting again and again and filling up her mouth. When he pulled out she was brimming to the lips with his warm, salty semen and she paused for a moment before swallowing it, letting some of it dribble down her chin and into the sand. She was not used to the taste and texture, and it excitied her to feel it going down her throat for the first time. Kris smiled up at him, proud that she was able to take his monster cock down her throat on her first blowjob, and make him empty his balls into her mouth. She stood up, brushing the sand off her knees. "Well," she said, "I think that's about how it was before?" He nodded speechlessly. "Only now there's another problem, I'M not the same as I was when I came in." Her soaking pussy ached and she could feel a drop teasing her inner thigh, about to slide down her leg. "I can help with that," a guy said from behind her. "You have something of mine to fix, so why don't we solve both of our problems at the same time?" "I'd like that," she said with a smile. The new guy was short and dark-haired, and his cock was smaller than the first but still standing at attention with a good six inches. She got down on her knees in the sand again, this time lowering herself onto all fours. He got on his knees behind her, running his hands around her smooth ass for a moment before getting down to business. He took hold of his cock and rubbed it up and down between her slick pussy lips, coating his swollen mushroom tip with her hot juices. Kris could feel his warm cock sliding back and forth over her dripping hole, driving her mad with arousal. He forced the head of his cock just inside her pussy lips, discovering how tight of a fit she was going to be. His strong hands gripped her by the hips and he pushed himself deeper inside her. Kris let out a quiet moan as she was penetrated by her first real cock. She felt like his hot tool was splitting her in half, with a sharp and incredible full feeling. This is what she'd been craving every time she had ever pleasured herself - feeling a hard cock buried deep in her sopping cunt felt even better she'd imagined. When he began to thrust in and out, letting his cock slide almost completely out of her before ramming it back in, she started to gasp and moan. He started to rock back and forth, sinking his cock into her molten, soaking wet pussy and holding her hips tightly. Another little moan escaped her mouth each time he invaded her tiny body with his raging cock. He fucked her in long, steady strokes, feeling her pussy squeezing him hard. Never had he had the pleasure of fucking a cunt this tight. Soon it was too much for him, and he pulled out just in time to shoot a fountain of cum up in the air, some of it splattering onto her shoulder. He rubbed his still-spurting head on her ass, grunting with each wave. Kris's pussy tingled, feeling suddenly very empty. After a moment, a stocky hawaiian guy stooped in front of her. "Did you come, miss?" He asked. She shook her head. "May I?" She nodded, and without skipping a beat he had mounted her from behind. His cock felt about the same thickness but she could tell it was at least a couple inches shorter. It came as no disappointment though, because she quickly learned that he knew how to use it well. Soon he was reaming her hard, her ass slapping on his thighs with each thrust. A small crowd had gathered around them, watching them fuck and listening to the squishing sound of his liquid-coated cock plunging into her drooling cunt. There wasn't a limp cock among them and most were jacking themselves furiously. Every couple of minutes one would burst and send streams of cum into the air, half aiming at Kris, hoping to brand her with his hot seed. The boldest of the few still sporting erections strutted up in front of her, sat back on his heels and put his cock right up in her face. Kris lowered her head over his purple helmet and began to suck him. Her mouth sealed around his thin shaft and her head bobbed up and down between his thighs. Her lips tugged at his cock as she was jolted forwards and back by the powerful thrusts coming from behind. The newcomer's right hand was a blur on the base of his shaft, keeping Kris's lips from sinking down very far. He loved a good sucking but was so close to coming that he could not stop himself from pumping his cock in his fist at the same time. His meat bulged and shot out his thick plug of cream, relieving the pressure in his balls. The smooth muscles in his shaft rippled as they propelled spurts of hot cum up into her throat. He moaned the whole time. When his cock was too limp it fell out of her mouth, and he kept stroking it lightly and watching her. His cum was dripping out of her mouth, strings of it dangled and swung on her bottom lip before dropping onto the sand beneath her. The guy screwing her looked down, his eyes glued onto her little cunt. He watched his hard muscle fucking her, plunging deep inside and emerging with a thick coat of juices that made it shine all the way up to the hilt. He watched the pink lips of her little pussy stretched mercilessly around his thick shaft, gripping his cock as he pulled out. Reaching forward, he gripped her shoulders and started drilling her even harder. Kris arched her back and rocked back against him, moaning loudly. She felt her breasts swinging and bouncing wildly between her arms as he slammed her hard from behind. Their combined fuck juices dripped from his swinging balls, as sweat trickled from their bodies. Her hands clenched at fistfuls of sand as she felt every inch of him pounding into her frothing cunt, shoving her forward and scraping her knees. Finally she screamed out as her swollent cunt clamped down on him, squeezing hard and her whole body tensed in a shuddering orgasm. Her rippling pussy walls contracted around his shaft, milking him and coaxing out his boiling cum. He groaned loudly as he let go and began to squirt inside her, pumping her full of his thick sperm. The feeling of his hot cream erupting deep inside her was like nothing she'd ever felt before, and it took the last, weak ripples of her orgasm and magnified them into a whole new one. Kris's arms buckled underneath her and she went limp except for her hips, which bucked uncontrollably. She stayed upright only because the man fucking her was holding her on his cock while they both finished cumming. Finally when he let go she tipped over, detaching from his skewering cock with a loud slurp and collapsing in the sand. Her eyes closed and she stayed still, panting hard. She shivered, feeling the cool breeze against the warmth of the sun and her own glistening, overheated body. "Open your mouth sweetheart." a male voice said. She did as she was told. There were a few men left to be taken care of, but they could see that she was in no condition to continue fucking. Two kneeled around her head, pumping their cocks with their fists and aiming for her mouth. She could hear the brisk fap-fap-fap strokes of skin on skin, slicking on precum, and little grunts of effort. The third guy straddled her and rested his cock between her breasts. Taking one in each hand, he pressed them together so that they sealed around his shaft. He began to thrust between them, gliding easily on her sweat, his precum and a little of somebody else's semen. His leg muscles burned as he squatted over her, fucking her tits, but his mind was numb to everything else. He watched his enflamed cockhead poke out the top of her shimmering cleavage over and over. Off and on he would pinch her nipples lightly between his fingers, not really to pleasure her but to complete his own experience. One of the guys pounding his meat finally cringed and unloaded his thick cum all over her face, only resting his cockhead inside her open mouth for the last couple of dribbles. This set off the second guy, who squeezed his shaft hard in his fist and tapped his cock repeatedly on her mouth, groaning loudly several times before he actually started to ejaculate. The creamy liquid poured out of his cockslit and flooded her mouth, and she obediently swallowed it all. Her tongue slipped around his throbbing tip, cleaning off the last drops. Charlie's Angels: Angel in Paradise The skin on her chest burned a little as the last guy kept fucking her breasts. Kris just layed still and let him have his way with her, still recovering from her blinding orgasm. Finally she felt her neck spattered with a few pulses of warm liquid, and he stopped thrusting. He took his cock in his fist and pumped it hard, rubbed his beating helmet on her nipples and coating both of them with his white hot seed. With a loud sigh he climbed off of her, leaving her squinting in the sunlight. After a moment she sat up slowly and brushed away the strands of damp hair that were stuck to her forehead. Looking down at herself, she saw why she felt hot and sticky; sand was clinging to her sweat all over and she was decorated here and there with smears of cum. Between her legs it was another story, there was cum all over but her thighs were just slicked with warm fuck juice, hers, theirs and everybody's. Basking in the naughty glow of her first flat-out stranger fuck, she strolled down the beach with a smirk on her face. A quick dip would be very nice, Kris decided, and she would hate to put her clothes back on as dirty as she was. She waded in and felt the foamy waves on her legs. With a little leap forward she submerged herself in the water, popping back up a second later and smoothing her darkened, wet hair back. The cool water felt refreshing against her steaming pussy. She splashed the water onto herself, rubbing her face and chest clean. Her toes pushed off the squishy sand bottom, giving herself a shove and floating into a lazy backstroke. With her face aimed up at the sky, she looked around at the beautiful Hawaiian scenery. A cloud floated over the sun, casting shade over the beach. Kris smiled, paddling aimlessly. She didn't know how long she'd been swimming, 3 minutes or 30, when she was brushed by something touching her shoulder. She waved her arm underwater, trying to shake off the seaweed, but upon opening her eyes she saw a man floating in the water next to her. "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," he apologized with a little smile. Dark wavy hair, dark eyes, toned, kind of handsome in a way, she automatically analyzed. "It's allright," she said, smiling back and blinking away some water. "You must hear this all the time, but I think you're beautiful," he said with more confidence than he expected. "Hah...thanks," she smiled. He moved closer and she felt his hands on her waist, feeling out her shape under the water. They ran down over her hips and around her ass, cupping it and kneading it lightly with both hands. Her palms rested on his chest, until she lowered one slowly down, feeling his firm abs and stomach, lower and lower until her hand found his stiff cock jutting out from his body. She grasped it and tugged on it lightly, tickling it underneath with one finger. He flashed her a crooked smile, then with another thought, gently turned her around and wrapped his arms around her. She could feel his rock hard manhood pressing into her back as he held her against him, running his hands over her body. They slipped higher up her sides until he cupped a breast in each hand. Kris's small hands covered his, following his motions. His left arm crossed her chest and grasped her right breast again, rubbing her hard nipple with his thumb. His right hand left her breast, running back down her tight stomach and slowly made its way between her legs. His middle finger extended and rested at the base of her clit, pushing softly before sliding straight down over it and sliding it between her pussy lips. Obviously she was wet because they were swimming, but he could feel the slippery warmth coating her pussy that wasn't water. His finger went back to drilling softly at the base of her clit. This guy knows what he's doing, she thought, feeling her heartrate pick up as he rubbed her nipple and clit at the same time. Kris turned her head to the side and their lips immediately connected like magnets. Their mouths ground together urgently as another orgasm built up inside her. As she grasped his arm, could feel the muscle in his thick forearm twitching, the one that powered his middle finger as it pressed and rubbed her clit. She moaned out loud at this and lifted her left arm out of the water, reaching behind and holding the back of his neck. Kris was kicking erratically under the water, half swimming and half bucking her hips, rubbing her engorged clit against his expert fingers. With him behind her, she had no part of him to wrap her legs around and she floated helplessly with a heavy orgasm impending and nothing to hump against. She breathed sharply through her nose, trying to pant and moan and kiss all at the same time as he masturbated her like a pro. Her legs squeezed and opened, thrashing underwater as his fingers brought her to a powerful climax. She half-abandoned their kiss, moaning onto his face as she came. Her hand which had been gripping the back of his neck tightly, splashed into the water as her orgasm ended. In the commotion, his throbbing cock had gotten between her legs. The shaft was nestled between her slick pussy lips, rubbing lightly as they bobbed together in the water. His tip was poking out in front, making it feel like Kris had her own tiny cock. Her hand reached down between her legs and rubbed his hard meat, making him groan though his smile. Kris turned around again, wrapping one arm around his neck and kissing him while her other hand busied itself on his cock underwater. "You're fantastic," she panted onto his wet face, looking him in the eyes and then kissing him again. He mumbled back in acknowledgement, whatever the word was simply slipped from his mouth into hers. "You could have just fucked me, you know," she breathed. "Mmhm," he answered. "For a creature as beautiful as you, I like to do things right. What's your name, sugar?" he asked, still rubbing her nipple. "Kris. What's yours?" "Maximus." "Maximus," she repeated. "Sounds important, huh?" he chuckled. "You can call me Max." "I might prefer Maximus," she smiled, pumping his cock in her hand. "At least on special occasions." She pressed her lips against his again, feeling his rigid length under her fingers. Even as well-fucked as she was, she ached for his cock to be inside her. "Maximus," she mumbled after a minute, still kissing him. "Yes Kris." he smirked. "Fuck me." "I thought you'd never ask." In reality, he had taken these extra measures to make sure that when he fucked her, she'd actually want him. It was not common to land one like this so he wanted the total package instead of settling for a hasty, impersonal fuck. Bringing a woman to a devastating climax was always an ego boost for him, especially when he only used his hands or mouth. Not to mention one of the most arousing things ever to watch. Her legs wrapped around him, straddling his cock. With all her weight on him, his toes sank into the sand on the bottom. One hand reached down to his cock, pointing it at her slick opening and then wrapping back around her. She squeezed, sinking down and spreading herself on his thick 7 inches. When it had impaled her completely, she clung to him tightly and rocked against him, rubbing her clit against him. A larger wave rolled in, toppling them over and causing him to lose his footing on the bottom. They kicked and paddled, trying to swim and fuck at the same time, and not really doing either very well. He unsheathed himself from her and they swam in, their feet found the sand again and they waded ashore. They emerged from the waves, him holding her hand and pulling her along, both laughing hysterically and dropping down in the surf. He rolled on top of her in the wet sand and they kissed again, still grinning. Kris's legs found their way back around his hips, spreading her legs and opening herself up beneath him. Outstretching one palm in the sand to support himself, he reached down and lined up his cock with her drizzling cunt. He pushed forward, slipping easily inside her searing hot, soaking wet cunt. Propping himself with both hands at her sides, he arched his back and began to rock his hips and hump steadily, flexing his abs each time he thrust inside her. He moaned deeply as he pistoned his throbbing cock in and out of her. It was like fucking warm butter that gripped and massaged his meat on each plunge. Waves crashed around their legs, sending a rush of water up around their bodies and then trickling back down. They could both feel the cool water splashing onto the hot flesh between their legs as they humped and ground together sloppily. Any onlookers would swear the water sizzled as it touched his raging cock or her burning hot pussy. The extra sensation made them both gasp and moan loudly. He drilled into her harder and harder, and she squeezed her legs around him, lifting her hips off the sand to force herself harder onto his cock. "Fuck me...yesss Max, fuck me harder," She egged him on through gritted teeth. Her hands squeezed his strong biceps on either side of her, feeling up onto his shoulders until her fingernails raked across his back. Her nipples were so hard, they hurt. Max rammed her hard, driving his thick shaft deep inside her body. The sound of their flesh slapping together was even louder because of the water. He could feel the velvety walls of her pussy suck and squeeze at his rigid length as he ravished her madly. The rushing waves washed their juices off his balls, carrying the essence of their coupling off into the ocean. They writhed in the sand, moaning as they fucked. This time there were only a few other bathers watching them, but all could she was occupied at the moment and settled for voyeuristic masturbation. Max and Kris were in their own world, consisting only of their flushed bodies and the rushing waves. He plowed into her hard and she felt every inch of him driving up inside her molten pink heat. Now he was right on the edge and putting a lot of effort into holding himself back. He was relieved when he heard her cry out in a higher pitch than her usual moans, and felt her grip him tightly. Her body squeezed and rippled around his, bucking and trembling and griding as she came hard. Max felt his balls tighten up. He let go and felt himself explode inside her, his hot sperm gushing inside her spasming cunt. Their juices spurted out around his cock as he hammered her hard, dripping out and getting washed away. Exhausted, they fell apart and laid gasping for breath on the sand, letting the water wash over them. "That was great Max," Kris said, still looking up at the clouds, completey satiated. "Yes." "Will I see you again?" "That's entirely up to you." "Ok. I'd like very much to do this again sometime." "Do you have a number." "Six one...." she trailed off, remembering he had nowhere to write it and nothing to write it with. They laughed again and he followed her to outside the gate where she dressed and found a pen in her purse so they could exchange numbers. She gave him a sloppy kiss and a devilish grin before driving off. * "You got fucked on the beach?" Kelly raised both eyebrows. Kris nodded, a thin telltale smile on her lips. "Beach sex is the best," Sabrina said from across the small room where she was stretched out on the couch. "C'mere and tell us about it," she said, folding her legs so Kris could have the end cushion. "I'm so glad your sister bought that beach house instead of the other apartment she was looking at," she mused. "Anyway. What happened? I thought you were going there to get a lead on Charlie." "Oh I was," Kris said, plopping down on the couch. "Only I had to go down to the beach to find the guy, and it turned out it was a nude beach actually. I got the information I wanted." "You had to have sex with him to get him to talk?" Kelly asked. "No, he was a nice old guy. They just told me about this rule they have when I was about to go, about how you have to leave everything as you find it. So I couldn't leave until I took care of all the guys I um... that were looking at me." "A rule? You realize they just made that up, right?" Sabrina said. "Probably but I don't care. I had a great time." "You said 'all the guys'? How many did you fuck?" "Umm." Kris looked at the floor, thinking. "Four or five I think? Some of them I just sucked though." "Oo, so did you knock em dead?" Sabrina asked. Kris laughed. "You taught me well I guess. They seemed to enjoy themselves." "And what about you? You never had a real rough fuck before, huh" Kelly asked. "It was fantastic. I met this one guy that was really good, I think I'll be calling him up again sometime." "Oh, our little angel is hooked on cock," Sabrina teased. "Maybe once in awhile," Kris laughed. "But I still like it the nice way." "I'm glad," Kelly said. "Wait so, did these guys come inside you?" Sabrina backtracked. "I think one or two...why?" Sabrina's and Kelly's eyes met instantly. Right then a long, long evening was planned. Charlie's Angels: Angel Juice (Charlie's POV) I sank into my leather desk chair, admiring the framed picture of my angels sitting on my desk. They were at the beach that day, dressed in bikinis and hair tossled in the wind. My cock twitched just looking at the picture. It was a funny thing, I had sex practically every day and night and whenever I wanted, but just the thought of my angels gets me hard quicker than anything. I can get any girls I want, but whenever they're sucking or fucking me, my beauties are the ones who I imagine myself being inside. When I use my tongue to bring a lady to a powerful climax, I can only imagine the juices on my tongue are Sabrina's, the skin I stroke is Kris's, the lips I kiss are Jill's, the moans I hear are Kelly's... I'd heard them, too. It wasn't at all uncommon to get a late-night phonecall from one of my horny angels. I would talk to her, our voices low, listening to her heavy breathing and moans across the line, adding my own. We would pleasure ourselves together, pretending we were eachother's hands. Even after we moaned together in release and said our goodnights, they would stay in my mind until I slept, and while I slept... The clock chimed, startling me out of my thoughts. I picked up the phone and dialed my office. I heard the click of the reciever being picked up. "Hi Charlie," Jill's voice greeted me. She punched the speaker on and hung up. "Good morning Angels" my voice rang through the office. "Uh Charlie, Boz isn't here yet," Kris informed me. "I told him to sleep in this morning, angels. I'd like to talk to you three myself." "Right, let's get on the case. Who's our client today Charlie?" "It's not exactly a case, Sabrina. Although, you could say the client is me." "Are you in some kind of trouble Charlie?" "No Jill," I chuckled. "It's a simple matter of my curiosity, and this being a slow week, I wondered if we might try something." "Try what?" Kelly asked. "You all know that each of you mean a great deal to me," I said. "I would like very much to spend some quality time with you." "You mean you're finally going to let us see you?" Jill practically shrieked. "Not quite," I said. "I know how much you hate not being able to see what I look like angels, and it's hard for me to keep it that way, but I'd like to make up for that. You see, sight is not the most important of the five senses. I would like to get to know you - and you get to know me - by the other four. We already know eachother by the sound of our voices. That leaves three." "We're going to smell you?" "Touch you." "Taste you..." All three sat in silence for a moment, comprehending my request. "Charlie you devil, are you saying what we think you're saying?" Sabrina asked. "Yes, angel. You will all have to be blindfolded, and you will all have to promise not to look." "That's a bargain I can't refuse," Kelly said. "I promise, Charlie." "Me too" Jill added quickly. "Me three." "Me four. But you still get to see us." Kelly blurted out, in thought. "That's the other part of my suggestion, angel." I explained. "I thought that I could be blindfolded as well, just to be fair." "Maybe you'll recognize me even blindfolded, Charlie," Jill said. "You've been in me before." "No way was that you," Kelly interrupted her. "I know it was me." "It could have been any of us," Sabrina settled them. "Right Charlie?" "Right Sabrina." Nobody was forgetting that I had visited the massage parlor that day. I had been sucked dry by one of my angels and it was fantastic, even I didn't know which one I'd gotten. "Actually, I intend to recognize all three of you - by taste." "How can you do that?" she asked. "I'll need your help. You'll have to give me a taste of each of you beforehand." The girls were quiet again, puzzled. "Whichever of you is by the desk, look in the bottom drawer and there is a small box inside. Take it out and open it up." I could hear one of them sliding open the drawer and setting the box on the desk. She would open it to reveal four clear glass vials, each plugged with a cork. I had labeled all four, each with one of my angel's names on it. There was a ringing in my ears as I thought about it. My semi-hard cock was poking out of my untied robe, drooping against my thigh and oozing from the tip. "Are you serious Charlie? In those?" Sabrina asked, putting my plan together in her head. "You got it, angel." "Do -" "Yes, you'll get one from me as well," I interrupted Jill. "When, Charlie?" Kris asked. "Now, if you like. Bosley will bring them to me and I'll learn them tonight. Tomorrow, we will have a taste test. Bosley will pick you up in the afternoon." Another pause greeted me. I played with the fifth vial in my fingers. The one for me. "Well let's get to work everybody!" Kelly said. I heard the clinking of the glass vials. "Have fun, Angels." I hung up. Closing my eyes, I reached down and began to stroke my cock. It didn't take long to grow to its full 8 inches as I imagined my hand was Jill's. I felt the drop of warm goo drip down over my knuckles as I pumped my iron rod in my hand. I was going to fill up that vial, knowing they all would drink it down, fighting over the last drop. I imagined Kelly's tongue in my ass, perhaps Sabrina's tongue on my swollen balls. My eyes opened and drifted to the picture of them on my desk. I brought it into my lap, looking at them and my throbbing cock at once. I'd coated the glass on that picture with probably a thousand thick ropes of cum. Not this time though. I could feel it in the pit of my stomach, I was going to come. I grunted as I kept pounding my meat. My balls drew up closer to my body. Quickly I grabbed my vial and cupped it over the tip of my cock. Instantly I burst, collecting my streams of thick sperm inside. I could feel my burning hot cum through the glass. I squeezed several more times, emptying my balls into the vial and filling it almost all the way up to the rim. Heart racing, I slouched in my chair and wriggled the cork into the vial. I held it up against the light, admiring my specimen. The volume wasn't impressive, I could do much better, but after all, this was just a taste. ~~~~~~~ Back in the office, as soon as the phone had clicked, clothes were stripped off and thrown in every direction. Jill was leaning sideways in one of the chairs in front of the desk, her legs splayed open. Kelly sat between them, holding Jill's vial over her already leaking pussy. She tried to scoop her juices up into the rim of the vial. Her finger stroked Jill's clit, watching her pink hole drip slowly into the container as she grew wetter. Kris had layed down on the sofa, spreading her legs wide. Her fingers rubbed her clit lightly. She found that she was already a little wet from the excitement of the phonecall. Sabrina knew she would have to help Kris collect her fluids, but how would she make sure not to waste her own before it was her turn? She always got her wettest during foreplay. Always efficient, she picked up her namesake and inserted the open end of it into herself. She got onto the couch between Kris's legs, and Kris handed her the vial. Her lips sealed around her stiff clit, sucking warmly. She held the rim of the vial over Kris's hole, collecting the frequent drips. Sabrina's tongue massaged her until she screamed out in release, pouring a final surge of warm liquid into the vial. When they switched, a generous amount of Sabrina's juice had drained into the vial protruding from between her legs. Kris's lips aided in filling it higher. Jill came soon after, the liquid sum of her arousal captured and sealed. Kelly was the showoff of the group. Of course her juice trickled into the vial just like theirs, but her secret weapon would put her over the top. She fingered herself to a violent climax, rubbing her G-spot until she squirted. Jill sat ready with her vial, but catching her fluid in it was no easy task. It splashed in every direction, filling the vial up to the top and spilling over. As she panted, Jill corked it and licked the juice off the outside of the glass clean. They all sat together, observing their output. Kelly improvised and pushed the rounded end of her vial, full of her hot juice, up into Sabrina's pussy and fucked her with it. Kris and Jill added to their vials as they watched. ~~~~~~~ I had Bosley ready to trade our precious cargo as soon as they were finished. I had set the evening aside for the sole purpose of tasting my angels. Sitting on the rug before my fireplace, I opened the box like a treasure chest, and indeed it was. Inside were treasures invaluable to me; the essence of each of my angels. Bosley had been quick with his delivery, and the vials were still warm and fresh. I placed the box near the fire to keep them that way. Reaching in, I pulled out one vial and read the label - "Sabrina" . I held it up, examining it closely. It was about halfway filled with a watery, whitish-clear fluid. My fingers gripped the cork and pulled it out with a quiet pop. Holding it up to my face, I inhaled the scent. My cock lurched. I tilted the vial, extending my tongue and letting a little of it pour out. I swirled her juices in my mouth, evaluating her taste like a fine wine. She was not sweet, but had rather a musky, tangy flavor. It was delicious. I emptied the vial into my mouth, thinking of Sabrina and burning her taste into my memory. My flesh tightened. I'd tasted my first angel. Setting the vial aside, I took a sip of water to cleanse my palate, and swished a bit. I pulled out another. "Kelly". This one was completely full and I splashed myself with a couple small drops of it as I removed the cork. The fluid inside was completely clear, and I almost thought she had given me a tube of water until I tasted it. It was very watery, tasted a little like tears, except it was a bit sweet. I realized there was so much in this one because Kelly was a squirter. I'd only been with a couple squirters in my time, and it was truly an experience. The thought of it made my cock jump. I picked up the third vial, half filled with a thicker, solid white fluid. "Jill". I uncorked, inhaled, and tasted. I felt her flavor flow through my mouth, through my mind, it entered my blood and turned my cock to iron. My own fluid dripped onto my thigh as I memorized the taste of my third angel. I smacked the warm juice on my lips, feeling its slippery texture. I took a drink of water to wash it down. This exercise was proving the ultimate in self-restraint - my cock throbbed, demanding to be milked of its creamy contents, but I would not touch it. I had to save up my strength and my seed for the girls. My balls ached, feeling full and ripe even though I had already come once today. That was my power. I don't have some crazy foot long cock; my size is only slightly above average and nothing much to boast about. But it's what's inside that counts. I come long, hard, and often. Sometimes I feel that my body's first priority is keeping my balls full of seed, no matter how many times I come there is always some left. If I don't relieve them a few times a day the pressure becomes painful. I'm a busy man, so I hire in assistants to take care of it for me most of the time. That way I can multitask. Often while I do paperwork or make my phonecalls, I will have an assistant under my desk, alleviating my tension. When I call my angels I pretend the mouth on me is one of theirs, which would usually mean I needed a swift fuck afterwards. Again I realized I was glassy-eyed frozen in thought, and continued. I knew the last vial belonged to Kris before I picked it up. The juice was milky white, not quite solid though, it glowed through as I held it up to the light. The smell was almost the same as Jill's. If I hadn't known better I might have thought they were the same. Spilling a drop onto my tongue, I concentrated hard on tasting her essence, thinking it would be difficult to distinguish from her sister's. However, I found that while they indeed had a similar flavor, Kris's pussy juice was sweet as sugar. It was quite a pleasant surprise. I drank the rest of it down greedily, justifying that her flavor was unforgettable. I tried to slip my tongue into the vials to lick them clean, but the openings were too small. I could only manage to get a drop or two from each, savoring each of their tastes and aromas. This was much easier than I thought, as the essence of each of my angels was unique and delicious. I wished I had a hundred more of these vials, right now and all the time. I'd drink them down, maybe pour a couple all over my cock so I could pump it in my hand, gliding on the slick, warm lubrication of angel juice... I felt about to unload without even touching myself. Trying to shake myself away from these thoughts, I placed everything back in its box and got up onto my feet. As I walked along, my cock was so hard it actually hurt. I didn't even try to close my robe around it, and decided to cool off before bed. I stood still in the shower for a long time, letting icy water pour down over my balls until they shrank up and my cock went limp in defeat. Trying not to encourage myself, I ended my day in the least erotic way possible and read up on my stocks before going to sleep. ~~~~~~~~ The angels all went home to their own houses for the first time in a long time, and, perhaps for the first time ever, none of them pleasured themselves at all. None wanted to waste their energy, as they all wanted to be the one that outlast the others and fuck Charlie's brains out. In spite of their efforts otherwise, all 4 were soaked all night and could have topped off their vials if they still had them. Sabrina had a dream so filthy that she swore she must have had a dozen orgasms. It took Jill hours to fall asleep and Kris didn't at all. Kelly woke from an uneventful slumber and found a large spot in the middle of her sheets drenched. ~~~~~~~~ I too woke up with a tree trunk of a hardon the next morning. Another cold shower was necessary to subdue it, but as the time for my angels to arrive neared, it began to inflate slowly in anticipation. As promised, Bosley arrived at my door that afternoon with the angels in tow. The instant I opened up, the angels pushed forward and swarmed around me, grabbing me and feeling me. Their hands were in my hair and on my face, trying to feel out what I looked like. He had blindfolded them, as I had requested, so that they would not find out where I lived as he'd driven them. Though all five of us were in favor of including him in our festivities, he excused himself politely. I knew that although he'd had occasional sexual attention from the angels, it made him uncomfortable because he thought of himself as kind of an uncle. Frankly I admired his willpower, and told him to enjoy his day off. Then the angels and I were left alone. I was surprised they had been so quiet. "You look beautiful, Angels." They really were, all four of them. I could just look at them endlessly, not even in a sexual context. Although I could do that too. They had obviously all gotten dressed up for me, wearing nice skirts and dresses. I could smell each one's perfume. "Charlie, you're so tall!" "And strong." Their hands ran over my chest and arms, bumping into eachother blindly. I was wearing only a robe, so before they found my cock and came up with more adjectives, I detached myself from them. "Angels, let's have some wine," I offered. "Charlie," Sabrina stopped me. "We're thirsty but not for wine. Don't make us wait any longer." I considered her request only briefly before deciding she was right. There was little blood left in my brain anyway. "Alright. Let's go straight to my room then. Come with me." They groped for my hands and I led them upstairs to my master bedroom. I eased them right up to the edge of my bed, letting them feel it behind them so that they could sit down. Automatically they all started to strip out of their clothes. Jill reached for the opposite edge of the bed, and not feeling it, she climbed up onto it and crawled until she found it. "Jeez Charlie, I think your bed is bigger than my whole house!" She wasn't far from the truth. I learned years ago that King size wasn't large enough to support my habits. Sabrina and Kris were still clinging to me, stroking my face and running their fingers through my hair. "Charlie," Kris said, "are we going to have to fight over you?" "No angel. I have at least four servings in me. In fact, if one of them isn't served soon I might hurt myself." My balls felt full of lead. I was several ejaculations overdue and I felt every extra sperm inside me. "Let us take care of it for you Charlie," Kris said. She immediately dropped to her knees before me, and the other three rushed down to join her. Finding my already rigid cock through the fabric of my loose robe was no difficult task, and before my heart could pound one more time Sabrina's fingers were wrapped around it. She stroked my shaft briefly, and then sucked my shaft into her mouth in one clean movement. Kris's and Sabrina's lips dueled for turns sucking my throbbing meat. "Oh my gosh.. your balls are huge!" Kelly's hand massaged my bulging sack. "Jill, feel his balls!" I was sure that they could tell I was about to burst just from feeling them. I let out a groan as Kelly replaced her fingers with her tongue. I shifted my weight, spreading my legs farther apart so she could fit between them. Jill, rather than fighting over my cock, came up from behind and I felt both of her hands spreading my cheeks. I groaned as she began to rim my asshole with her tongue. This group attack was rapidly pushing me towards a life-threatening orgasm. Kris's warm, wet mouth felt like heaven, not just because I needed to come badly, but because she was proving to be a great cocksucker. When my shaft glided down her throat for maybe only the tenth time, I was already there. The muscles in my thighs locked up and began to tremble as my boiling cum erupted into her mouth. My hands gripped her head, holding on for dear life. I felt like I was firing bullets out of my cock. Kris's mouth never left my flesh and she gulped down my huge load just as fast as I fed it to her, never spilling a drop. I sighed with release, and my balls no longer ached so urgently. Sabrina's tongue was circling my cockhead while she jacked me, licking off the final drips of cum. My four beauties had pleasured me as a team and done a damn good job. Looking down I could see that Kris with the most eager look on her face, or at least the part of her face that was visible, as she was comprehending the force of the ejaculation she had just swallowed. If she could see my face she would probably find a similar expression. "Thank you, angels," I said, my voice crackling a little. "Now it's time for my blind taste test." Would one of you please help me tie this blindfold on?" Sabrina stepped up, holding her hands out, and I placed the strip of cloth into them. She slipped it over my eyes and tied a knot carefully around the back of my head. Then I heard rustling as they crawled past eachother over my bed. I imagined them all lining up in a row and spreading for me, pointing their legs up at the ceiling. I stepped closer, reaching out my hand until I felt the edge of the mattress, and then someone's ankle. Slowly I ran my fingers up her leg until I was brushing in between her smooth thighs. I felt around and discovered that she was shaved bare, and that her entire crotch was already slick with warm, sticky fluid. Clearly I was not the only one who was REALLY looking forward to this. My finger slipped between her wet lips and sank into her hot pussy up to the knuckle. While I fingered her I lowering my head and extended my tongue. It touched right on her clit and I heard a stifled gasp as I began to rub my tongue over it. I licked up her juices, running the taste through my mind. It was delicious, rich and thick in my mouth. Almost instantly I recognized it as Jill's flavor, and I said so. Charlie's Angels: Angel Juice "Very good, Charlie." Jill's voice confirmed. "Really. Please don't stop." Obliged, I slipped my tongue up into her dripping hole and licked her inside. Her warm fluid ran down my chin. Now she was finally able to moan out loud, and did so loudly. Her hands pulled at my hair and she sealed her thighs around my head as my face burrowed into her soaking pussy. Her hips rolled with the thrusts of my tongue inside her. My hands were underneath her, softly kneading her ass as I ate her out. Soon her moans turned to wails and I could almost feel the waves flowing through her body as she came on my face. I gladly licked up every drop that spilled from her clenching pussy. "Intoxicating." I announced matter-of-factly. My hands groped at her right side for the next angel. When I found her my hand skipped immediately up between her legs. I could feel that she was trimmed neatly and just as wet as Jill. My thumb dipped into her warm fluid and then began to rub on her clit, smearing it about. Her hands gripped my wrist, holding it in place so that she could grind against it. I could smell her aroma before I even tasted her, and when I did, I knew for sure it was Kris. Her little pussy was sweet like candy and I lapped her clean in an instant. "Kris." I wasn't guessing. "Mmm, right Charlie." She said weakly. Her fingers were still clenching my wrist and I continued to move my thumb in little circles on her clit. She came as soon as I darted my tongue into her tight hole, gasping and humping my face. I loved the taste of her sweet juice so much that I wished I could have eaten her longer, then again I wasn't one to talk after my urgent release of 10 minutes previous. Sealing my lips on her pussy, I sucked out the little remaining fluid and swallowed it. My cock was hard as a rock again. "Delightful." Now I'd eaten both of my little angel sisters and I blindly searched for the third. Getting up onto the bed, my outstretched hand connected with another. It pulled me in the right direction, and its mate grabbed my head and pushed downward. My face was pressed into another leaking pussy. I opened my mouth and began taking slow, strong, broad licks up the length of the hot slit in front of me. Its owner ground her pussy against me, trying to fuck my tongue. The attitude and the tangy flavor screamed Sabrina, and so did I practically. I couldn't breathe. "Lick me harder, Charlie," she insisted. "You're so good." I began to flick my tongue in and out of her sopping pussy, stopping occasionally to suck on one of her warm lips. We rolled sideways a little as she captured my head between her legs and humped it. I tongued her for another 10 minutes before she spasmed, moaning my name. I licked up the warm juice that trickled from her pussy. "Delicious." I straightened up. "Your turn, Kelly." Once I found her I plunged a finger up into her. She'd waited paitiently and listened to the moans of the other 3 and I didn't feel right making her wait longer. She was so well lubricated it felt like I was sticking my finger into hot water. Adding another, I began to thrust my arm back and forth, driving my fingers into her sopping pussy. Kelly was sighing loudly as I fingered her. I got down and licked her fluid from just below my fingers where it was trickling out. I got a little surprise myself, as I felt a warm, wet mouth envelop my cock which had been hanging heavily down and dripping onto the bed. I groaned appreciatively into Kelly's pussy as the lips slid up and down my twitching meat. This distracted me from my original goal of getting Kelly to come. I'd been just licking her over and over, and then I remembered my fingers were still inside her. I put them to work, curling them upwards and began to stroke over her spongy g-spot. After a few minutes I could actually feel that it had swelled a bit under my fingertips. If my little cocksucker kept this up I was going to cum very soon, so I gave all I had to Kelly. My fingertips dug into her g-spot, drilling against it hard while my tongue flicked over her clit on the outside. She was writhing at my touch and moaning, which I took to mean that I was doing something right. Boy, was I. In the next minute Kelly cried out and seized up, clenching my fingers inside her. I felt a gush of warm liquid rush past them and spray out of her pussy. Quickly I removed my fingers and placed my open, waiting mouth between her legs, and not an instant too soon. I felt a splash of warm pussy juice on my face, some soaking into my blindfold and some going into my mouth. Not wanting to waste any more I sealed my opened mouth around her pussy and she squirted directly into my mouth. With one finger I rubbed her clit to keep her orgasm going as I drank from her pussy. I had to swallow as fast as I could to keep up with the waves of hot fluid that sprayed out of her hole. Her legs had gone stiff and it was hard to keep the watertight seal of my lips around her pussy. When I'd finished greedily drinking from between her legs, I gave her a final broad lick and removed myself. Immediately I felt a pair of hands seize my hips and I was pushed down onto my back. Before I could protest, and not that I was going to, I felt myself mounted from above. A searing hot pussy sank down over my stiff cock in one rather swift motion. I heard a groan that sounded like Sabrina, and I was not surprised. She began to lift herself off of me and then sink back down. When she was completely impaled on me, I could feel her tighten up her muscles and squeeze around me hard, and then she would lift herself up. It felt like she was trying to lift me off the bed by my cock. When she finally got all the way up to my thick helmet, she would relax and plunge back down. I marveled at her technique as she fucked me. She was better than any of my assistants, and I hired them specifically for this! Another of my angels rolled up next to me and before I could tell which one it was, her lips were locked on mine. I reached up and felt her cheek and her soft, feathery hair. Had to be Jill. My hand slipped down her neck to her chest, where I idly groped at her breasts and squeezed her nipples. They were hard as bullets and about as big. Our tongues fought to enter one anothers mouths. She obviously wanted to lick the juices off my tongue since I'd just finished eating out all four of them. I tasted a trace of my cum in her mouth as well, and surmised that she was the one who had just been sucking my cock. My hand was between her legs again, my palm resting on her inner thigh while two of my fingers were up inside her. Our mouths ground together as I fingered her, and I think she came once or twice. She gyrated her hips, fucking herself on my fingers and I could feel her juices dripping down my wrist. Sabrina was riding me hard enough to make the whole bed shake. My thighs absorbed the impact of her body slapping down over and over as she bounced on my cock. I groaned into Jill's mouth, jolting closer to my next climax each time Sabrina's boiling cunt enveloped me completely. She was still clenching her muscles around me, trying to milk out my cum. Feeling long past due for another release, I began to thrust up in time with her bounces. My bulging cock drove even deeper into her now and it suddenly had us both on the verge of coming. "I'm going to come," I announced, not sure what anyone would do with this information. "Yess!.. come in!... side me!.. Charlie!" Sabrina said, her voice jolting each time she landed hard on my cock. I don't think I could have stopped myself even if she had requested exactly the opposite. My balls churned and I knew I was about to blow. "Ung...ungh...mmh.." Sabrina was gasping each time she plunged down onto me, getting louder each time until I felt her body start to contract around me. She sat on top of me and bucked as she came, rubbing herself against the base of my cock. I felt my balls get coated with drips of her hot fluid. That was it for me. I fingered Jill's pussy to mush as my own orgasm seized me. My legs locked up and I squeezed my eyes shut, spurting my hot seed up into Sabrina's gripping cunt. Lights flashed behind my eyelids as my balls squeezed shot after shot of thick cum out of my body and into hers. When my mind cleared, Jill was no longer at my side or on my fingers. I heard Sabrina's sighs and a new slurping sound. "Mm, Charlie your cum is delicious," I heard Jill say. In another moment I realized she was sucking my sperm out of Sabrina's just-fucked pussy. My cock had hardly deflated any, but I felt it perk up instantly at this realization. I sat up and reached for my cock, giving myself a few strokes. My shaft was slick with sperm and cunt juice. I felt lips on my knuckle and they soon sealed around my swollen cockhead. I removed my fingers and let her suck me. Her tongue cleaned all the sticky fluid off my shaft and she deepthroated me a couple of times before pulling off. "Fuck me Charlie." Kelly said to me. Her hands gripped mine and she rolled back, pulling me on top of her. "I'm so wet for you, Charlie. Fuck me now, fast and hard," she begged. Her hand wrapped around my cock and guided it between her legs. I pushed forward, penetrating her quickly and she cried out in pleasure. Right away I set a fast pace, burying myself completely inside her soaking wet pussy with each thrust. "Yess! Harder!" she moaned. My twitching rod drove hard inside her and our bodies slapped together. After a few minutes I felt Kelly's pussy squeeze me hard as another orgasm ripped through her. A small gush of hot juice dripped out of her, running down my shaft and dripping off my balls. She kept moaning and urging me on, and I obeyed, not letting her rest. I had come recently and Kelly's slick pussy felt so good on my enflamed cock like a thermal massage, I was in the perfect zone and felt like I could keep up fucking her for hours. She came again in several minutes and I think a third time. I don't know how long we kept up but I had finally fucked her sore and she released me from her leg-lock. Our loud panting filled the room. She was exhausted from multiple wrenching climaxes, whereas I was breathing hard because I was getting ready to unload for the third time. Now someone else was sucking my cock dry, and it added to the warm, tickling feeling behind my balls. I was going to come again soon. "Where do you want it, angel?" I asked. I liked how I could call them all angel because I really didn't know which one was blowing me at the moment. "Inside me, Charlie." Kris's voice sounded from down by my thighs. "Deep inside." Mystery solved. Right then Jill started moaning a lot. I had nothing to do with it, so I could only use my imagination to explain Sabrina as the cause. My engorged cock was as hard as steel and dripping with my precum, sperm, saliva and pussy juice. I nearly came as soon as I slid into Kris's hot pussy; it was so tight I could hardly believe it. My cock was getting squeezed like a vise. Being careful not to blow my load too soon, I spent a while fucking my youngest angel with slow, shallow strokes. "Deeper Charlie," she begged. I slid into her, having to reach up and grip her shoulders to force her all the way onto my thick cock and started to really fuck her hard. Her tiny cunt gripped my cock so tightly, I was sure I would rip her in two, but she kept moaning in approval. There was a loud sucking sound each time I pulled my cock out of her sopping wet pussy and then drove it back in. I could feel that fighting to keep back my third load again would be useless, so I relaxed and fucked her steadily, feeling the boiling cum inching up inside my cock with each long plunge. At last I buried myself deep inside her, feeling my cock throb as it pumped out jet after jet of thick sperm. Kris moaned and humped underneath me as my hot cum filled her womb and overflowed, spilling out past my cock. I felt a tongue lapping at the junction of my cock and Kris's cunt, lapping up the cum and pussy juice that was trickling out. I gave Kris a final, deep thrust and then pulled out, feeling the cool air on my raw, wet cock once more. The tongue apparently had stayed on Kris's pussy, as I heard lapping and sucking and "Oh Kelly!". I didn't figure it had been Kelly, but while I was thinking about it I felt yet another tongue begin to lick up the underside of my sore cock. After the rough few fucks I'd just had, I was relieved to feel soft lips on my sensitive flesh. My cock was half-erect, stuck between getting hard again or shrinking up to rest. I leaned back to enjoy the slow sucking. My cockhead dipped down her warm throat a few times in between long, wet licks and slurps. My mind was spinning and I'd lost track of which angels I had already fucked and whose mouths I had unloaded into. I didn't care. The important thing was, one of my angels was sucking my cock and licking my balls. I listened to the moans from a couple feet away, Kris's I think, and I imagined her straddling Kelly's face with my semen draining out of her cunt and into Kelly's mouth. Maybe Kelly's long tongue was slipping up inside Kris's steaming pussy and licking her out. Maybe she was sucking her nipples. Maybe their legs were wrapped around eachother and they were grinding together. My mind painted a complicated abstract picture of all these possibilities happening at once. I felt my balls tingle again and was suddenly aware that I was again sporting a raging erection. Reaching down, I grabbed the head that was pleasuring me and brought it up to mine. I kissed her, tasting the fuck juices of every person in the room on her tongue. My hands ran through the smooth, short hair that could only have been Sabrina's. I dropped one hand between her legs and found her as wet as the moment we had started. I pushed two fingers up into her dripping cunt, and she moaned into my mouth and ground herself on them. I worked them deep inside her, adding a third and then a fourth. She was almost taking my whole hand. I pushed up a little harder, wondering if she could fit my whole fist up her cunt, but I felt her stretching hard around my knuckles and eased back. Her fingertips brushed past mine occasionally; she was rubbing her clit furiously as I finger-fucked her. She wrapped her arm tightly around my neck and I felt her breath on my face as she reached her climax. I rubbed her g-spot, causing her to gasp and shudder violently. As Sabrina peeled her sticky body away from mine, I felt another hand cupping my balls. "Did you save any for me, Charlie?" asked Jill, weighing my sack in her hands. "Plenty." "I want to feel your big strong cock inside of me," she said, grasping it and beginning to jack me slowly. She licked the dollop of precum from my slit and slid her lips down my shaft to the base, deepthroating me briefly. So eagerly she was sucking the cock that had been soaked in the pussy juices of her two best friends and even her sister. She stopped licking me and turned herself around. I reached out and felt her ass pointing at me as she had gotten on all fours in front of me. I took my cock in my hand and directed the tip towards her, and touching it to her clit. I slid it around for a second, searching for the warmth of her cunt. When I found it, I glided in so easily and naturally that I swore her body had sucked me inside. Her orgasm struck instantly as soon as I bottomed out inside her, and I felt her hot, slick walls convulsing around my cock. Jill let out a long, low moan. My hands ran around her smooth ass and hips as I started to pump my throbbing meat into her streaming pussy. My fingers grazed the inside of her thighs and found that her juices were literally running down her leg. Without really planning to I pulled out of Jill, leaned down, licked up the long rivulet of sweet juice, and then resumed fucking her. I held on as another climax rumbled through her. "Fuck my ass, Charlie." Jill panted. I wondered why I was not the one to think of that. I removed my cock from her dripping hole and used two fingers to scoop up some of her flowing juices, and rubbed them into her tight asshole. From many sources I'd heard that Jill liked it in the ass so I didn't bother being too careful. I positioned my cockhead at her entrance and pushed forward, stretching her hole open with my swollen helmet. She moaned and pushed back against me, swallowing up a few inches of my pulsing shaft. I held her hips, pulled out slowly, and slammed myself all the way in as hard as I could. Jill screamed out and her tight ring squeezed around the base of my cock. "Ooh fuck yesss Charlie, fuck my ass!" I started to lay pipe into her. Reaching underneath her, I could feel her breasts bouncing wildly in time with my thrusts. She was grunting quietly each time I rammed into her, forcing my thick meat deep into her ass. "Are you going to come Charlie?" She asked. "Yes, angel," I said through gritted teeth. "Come in my ass Charlie, dump your thick hot load in my ass!" She moaned, getting herself hotter on with her own words. At the pace I was plowing into her, I would have no problem fulfilling her request. I pulled her ass cheeks apart with my thumbs, spreading her asshole wider. My balls swung and slapped against her. An incoheret shout escaped my mouth as I began to unleash my cum inside her. My boiling seed flowed into her ass, dripping out as I kept fucking her and smearing between us. I slowed my thrusts and finally plopped back down onto the bed, exhausted. One of the girls immediately was licking my cock dry and I chuckled at myself for how quickly I had accepted this as normal. I knew what was going to happen to Jill though, and this time I had to see it. Well, feel it. I reached out and found Jill's leg again, and ran my hand up along her thigh. She was still on all fours. When my hand got up high enough I was not surprised to run into someone else's hand on her ass, and a face nestled firmly between her smooth cheeks. It felt like Sabrina. I poked my fingers around until I found what I wanted - Jill's puckered asshole, creamy with my sperm, with Sabrina's tongue darting inside. She was sucking my cum out of Jill's ass. Had I been in the condition I was a few hours ago, I probably would have blown my load at this. Feeling lower, I discovered that she was pumping Jill's cunt from behind with three fingers. I scooped up some of her flowing juices and licked them off my fingers. After that I'm pretty sure I fell asleep. I know I felt an angel or two curled up next to me and once I definitely woke up to a couple of them sucking my limp cock. It wasn't even a blow job though, they just wanted it in their mouths like it was candy or something. I heard Kelly moaning and I think Kris, I don't know what they were doing so I left it up to my imagination. Eventually I did get hard again because at one point, I was sure all four of them were clustered around my thighs and all trying to suck my cock at the same time. Somebody was sucking my balls, somebody was licking my shaft, somebody was deepthroating me, somebody else was just licking all around my crotch. I would have paid a million dollars to take off my blindfold and watch, but I managed to keep my word. Though I tried my best to prolong it, I succumbed to their efforts and bucked hard on the bed, ejaculating a fifth time. No one mouth closed around my raging shaft, so my hot jets of semen simply fired into the air and got licked up from wherever they landed. Warm tongues lapped me clean. A pair of lips wet with my cum pressed against mine. The rest of the evening was a continued blur of sleeping and moaning and sucking and humping. There isn't a good way to end this account because I really don't know how it ended. It really didn't end. I fully intend to spend more evenings with my angels. I don't know how, but I have to. If they weren't such good detectives I would change their job titles in an instant. Since this night my dreams have been of little but the angels and I don't expect that will ever change. Charlie's Angels: Angels Go Fuckin' "Angels, you're going to be investigating a local massage parlor," the speakerbox said. Jill sat right next to it on Bosley's desk. Kelly and Sabrina were on the couch playing cards. "Charlie, aren't those massage parlor places just a front for prostitution?" Jill interrupted, as he was about to continue. "Yes, a lot of them are, and we have reason to believe that this particular one is just that." Bosley handed Jill a folded section of newspaper on which he had been reading an article about the parlor. "And we're all going to have to find that out, right." "Yes Jill." At that moment the game on the couch came to an end with Sabrina victorious. Kelly playfully threw her cards at her, and after a smirking glare, turned around to face Bosley, Jill, and sort of Charlie. "So uh.. how are we going to approach this Charlie?" Sabrina wondered aloud. "Do we have to go to tryouts or something?" "No tryouts," Charlie laughed. "I've already set up your covers; you will all be working at the Paradise massage parlor. I made sure your backgrounds stated that you have training in that area. They'll be expecting you to show up for work this afternoon. Bye Angels!" Bosley clicked the speaker off. "What if it's the other area," Kelly said. "Then great, that's more fun than giving massages. Plus we really do have some training in that area," Jill giggled. "Looks like this shouldn't take very long to figure out." Shortly after 2 pm they arrived and parked outside of the dirty brick building that housed the small parlor. They were greeted just inside the door by a middle-aged Asian woman who introduced herself as Kona. Though she had a friendly face, she quickly displayed a no-nonsense attitude, looking them thoroughly up and down before she said much else. "You three start in back, we see what you got. You work the holes today." All three exchanged quick glances. There were a lot of holes she could mean... "Come on. Back here." They followed her silently and slightly worriedly down a cramped hallway, past one doorway with beads hanging down, and came to a stop at a closed door a few feet further down. All four stood in silence for a minute as Kona surveyed a collection of about 20 keys. Finally she unlocked the door and pushed it open, herding them inside before her. She flicked a switch and the lights flickered on. They were in a very small room with unpainted walls, completely empty except for four short stools. "We open for business now. Everybody pick a hole." Without further instruction she shut the door and they were left in silence. After taking another look at the room, they finally understood. The four stools were lined up on one side of the room, each in front of a small circular hole in the wall. They would be working the glory holes. Sabrina sat down on the far left stool, peering curiously through the hole in the wall. It was too dark on the other side to see anything. Kelly sat down on the stool next to her, teetering on its slightly uneven legs. "This is not quite what I had in mind," Jill said, sounding disappointed. She took the third seat. "Maybe we get promoted if we do a good job." Kelly suggested. "I hope you can't get DEmoted from this room." Out the corner of her eye Kelly saw the lights in the next room turn on, and could hear the muffled sounds of more than one pair of footsteps, and then a zip. A flaccid penis pushed through the hole in front of Sabrina and hung there, drooping against the wall. She just looked at it for a moment. After a shrug, she scooted her stool closer to the wall and took it in her hand. The soft skin around the head was a uniform dark brown. She began to stroke it lightly with her hand, tugging the foreskin up and down. It began to stiffen as she played with it, growing longer and thicker. Kelly and Jill watched her pump this anonymous cock in her fist. The head was now poking out from the foreskin, deep pink and starting to glisten with the first drops of precum. She stopped stroking him and ducked down, licking the underside near the base of his shaft. She felt him twitch as her tongue began to bathe his smooth cock. Slapping her tongue wetly on his now rigid shaft, she slowly licked up closer and closer to the head. Sabrina took special care on the sensitive v under the crown of his penis, flicking it lightly with the very tip of her tongue. A small glob of precum erupted from his cock, dribbling down over her fingers as she gripped his shaft with her fist. She licked her lips and closed her mouth softly over the swollen head. Letting it rest just inside her mouth, she flicked and swirled her tongue all over the tip. Her fist began to pump him again as she licked his crown. Squeezing her lips together in a wet O, she sank her head down slowly onto his cock. As the tip hit the back of her throat she pulled off again, and began to suck him in and out of her mouth to that extent. Her head bobbed and her hand once again held his shaft by the base as she sucked him off. More of his thick precum collected in her mouth; even though he couldn't see her, she pulled off, spit it onto his cock, and after watching it drip down for a second, took him back into her mouth and kept sucking. As it looked like things would be coming to a climax soon, there was a rustling sound and a second cock filled one of the other holes in the wall. After a brief argument culminating in a bout of rock paper scissors, Jill pulled up a stool and went to work bringing this cock to life. Even as she began to stroke it repetitively with one hand, she continued to watch Sabrina two holes down. She was still bobbing her head and sucking him enthusiastically, only now she was taking him deeper, letting his cock slip down her throat. From the suddden change in her expression and the pulsing of the man's visible shaft, Jill knew that he had begun to shoot his load in Sabrina's mouth. She watched her friend's throat contract as she gulped down the stranger's sperm, swallowing every drop that flooded into her mouth. Her tongue began to cover his shaft again, licking him dry, but he pulled out of the hole before she finished. When Jill looked back at the cock in her own hand, she was surprised to see what it had grown into without her noticing. It was pretty short, but one of the thicker ones she'd ever seen, complete with ridges and lots of veins. She couldn't wrap her fingers nearly all the way around it. She held it firmly and licked the precum drizzling from the tiny slit in his head. Opening her jaw as wide as she could, she forced her mouth down over his cock. While it was an uncomfortably tight fit, Jill didn't have to worry about deepthroating because it just wasn't long enough. She could barely move her tongue around to lick his shaft while it was inside her mouth. Though her jaw ached she continued to lick and suck his thick cock. Somewhat unnoticed, Kelly sat next to her servicing another customer. Her lips were already wrapped tightly around his purple shaft, leaving a wet trail as she bobbed her head up and down. Soon Sabrina had a second cock to attend to, this one much smaller. She sucked the whole thing easily into her mouth and just barely an inch into her throat once it hardened. He came rather quickly, his watery cum spurting out down her throat. Jill's customer finally reached the point. She heard loud thuds as he was apparently slamming his hips against the wall, trying to fuck the hole. This only prevented Jill from being able to suck him off as he came - instead his cock began to squirt randomly, firing jets of thick sperm all over the place though mostly into her hair. As the final drop fell from his spent cock, it disappeared. As she was about to turn and make a comment, another guy immediately took his place and she resumed sucking. Kelly was rewarded with about a gallon of semen filling her mouth and dripping down her chin and neck. Feeling the warm cum trickling over her skin, she became increasingly bothered by her own wetness. As she repositioned herself, she felt that the crotch of her panties was completely soaked and clinging to her skin. She ground herself a little on the seat of her stool as she began to lick the next mystery cock. "Is there an endless line of these guys in that room?" Jill thought, her jaw sore. She spit onto her hand and spent a little while just jacking the guy off, licking him occasionally. When she sucked the entire length into her hot, wet mouth he came almost immediately. She fistfucked him as his cum pooled on her tongue. When he was nearly finished ejaculating she sealed her lips around his head and sucked hard, drawing out the final surge or two of his seed. She came only seconds later, moaning out loud as she fucked herself with four dripping fingers. Jill was relieved to have a short break, when his cock pulled away and failed to be immediately replaced by another. She turned to look at her friends. Kelly was flicking her tongue rapidly over the crown of an unimpressive, skinny cock. Her chin was dripping with cum. On her other side, Sabrina was deepthroating a thick black one. The skin on his shaft scrunched just outside her lips as she swallowed the whole thing over and over. At the same time she had one hand stuck down her pants, evidently unable to ignore her own aching wetness any longer. She was making little grunts and moans as his cock filled her mouth and her fingers filled her pussy. Sabrina was wishing she could climb up sideways onto the wall, to sit over the hole and let it ream her dripping cunt... Another customer unzipped and docked himself at Jill's station, and she went back to work. With her sticky, cum-slicked hands and wet lips she milked this throbbing cock until it erupted with spurt after spurt of thick white sperm. She swallowed what she could, feeling some of it dribble past her lips and down her chin. Jill lost count of what number cock the next one was. Her arms burned from holding them up to jerk these guys off for so long. With this one she decided not to use her hands at all. Lowering her head, she began to lick this soft cock to life. It flopped around as she lapped at the underside of his wrinkly shaft. Sabrina had been sprayed with the black guy's cum and licked it up, but he did not withdraw or even soften; his shaft was rigid as ever and she continued sucking, ready for another dose from his big heavy balls. She brought her mouth down onto his cock in slow strokes and let it slide out even slower. His black shaft glistening with her saliva and streaks of white cum. As Kelly was barely licking the last man's semen from her lips, a new cock popped through her hole. It was already rock hard and jutted out at least a good 9 inches. The purple crown was already smeared with fluids and the veins in his thin shaft were pulsing visibly. After pumping his length with her fist for a minute she licked the tip and sucked it into her mouth. Her lips sank down on it, slipping it down her throat in a series of bobs, taking it deeper each time. She was surprised how far down her throat the head of his cock bulged. As he got more excited he began to buck against the wall more and more, his thrusts down her throat meeting her pace. Kelly opened her mouth wide and pressed her lips over the rim of the hole in the wall, letting him fuck her throat directly. She was pleased with herself, having figured out a way not to have to do any real work and still satisfy her customers. His cock plunged deep down her throat over and over, making a slick, slopping sound from inside her neck. She could hear his muffled moans through the wall. His thrusts grew more forceful, pushing her head back from the wall a little each time it filled her throat. With a loud groan, his cock began to twitch and squirt hot, frothy cum. She gulped down his semen with his cock still down her throat, her warm contracting muscles massaging his shaft as she swallowed. He kept thrusting into her mouth until he was too soft to force it all the way down, and finally stepped back. Kelly's throat tingled. Sabrina lost her patience and stopped sucking; she was so horny she was about to go crazy. She stood up, turned around and leaned over her stool. With this position she presented her ass and pussy to anyone willing to take them, in no unclear terms, "Fuck me." She hardly had to wait two seconds before the thick cock she had been sucking moments before pierced her pussy to the hilt in one hard thrust. Sabrina screamed in pleasure. He began to hump into her, fucking her pussy doggy style. His cock was well lubricated with precum, spit, and her liberally flowing pussy juices. Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the edges of her stool, bent over panting and groaning as her cunt got pounded by a big, powerful black cock. The seperating wall shook as his hips smashed into it again and again, driving his meat through the hole and into the tight pussy on the other side. Soon he stopped thrusting and stiffened, moaning deeply as his boiling hot cum shot up the center of his cock and squirted out the tip over and over, filling her already dripping pussy. His balls drained a second huge load into her and then he was gone. Jill copied Sabrina's idea, spreading her legs and pressing her pussy up against the wall. Her pussy ached as she waited for someone to fill it. Finally she felt something warm and wet press against her pussy until it slipped inside. She moaned softly as somebody's cock began to move in and out of her. Only Kelly was still sucking by this time, though one hand was down between her legs furiously rubbing her clit. She was presented with a thick but semi-flaccid black cock, coated in sperm and clearish juices. Kelly realized this was the guy who was just fucking Sabrina and he now wanted his cock cleaned off. She lapped up his thick, gooey mixture of cock and pussy juice. It was still warm and delicious. His cock deflated as she worked, and she had to lift it with her hand in order to lick the underside clean, and the skin of his balls where some of the juice had dripped down to. Sabrina felt wonderfully dirty, bent over the stool and letting anyone and everyone fuck her. Cock after cock jammed itself up her sopping pussy and pounded her asshole; some deposited their loads deep inside her, some pulled out to spray her crack with hot cream. Few fucked her well enough that she could reach an orgasm; mostly these guys just wanted to get off as quick as possible. She could tell some of them were very inexperienced, maybe even a first timer or two. Climaxes wrenched her pussy just often enough that she was not uncomfortable, and laid there not even paying much attention anymore as dozens of guys had their way with her, taking her blindly from behind. A trail of her pussy juice ran clear down the wall all the way from the rim of the hole to the floor. The other side of the hole, which she couldn't see, was coated with misfired streaks of sperm. Jill was getting reamed two holes down, one hand frantically rubbing her clit and one hand holding onto the stool for dear life. She moaned loudly, her pussy getting stretched wide by a big veiny cock. It beat and exploded inside her, releasing torrents of hot sperm deep up between her legs. In response, Jill's orgasm struck - just as his cock pulled out of her. She groaned in frustration as what was going to be a gigantic climax stalled and shrank, but fell over the edge anyway. Her pussy contracted weakly two or three times around nothing. Before she had even finished her orgasm, his cock was through the neighboring hole and in Kelly's mouth. Luckily Jill did not have to dwell on this for long, as her next customer fucked her like a steel piston for nearly 10 minutes. Later on, Kelly's thirst for cum had been quenched and she pressed her dripping pussy up against the hole. She'd brought herself manually to several orgasms already but after feeling and tasting all these hard cocks, nothing else could possibly get her off properly. Her pussy was so wet and ready that when the first cock, which was quite wide, entered her in one thrust she welcomed the roughness. She rolled her hips and moaned as she got pounded through the wall. Sabrina was rocking back and forth, getting shoved repeatedly forward as someone was fucking her hard up the ass. Cum was leaking out of both holes and running down the back of her legs now. The whole room smelled like pussy and cum. After a few minutes the guy pumped her ass full of his stringy cream, wiped off his cockhead on her ass, and zipped up. Kelly rapidly reached her first orgasm from a real, hard fuck. She wished away the wall in between them - she wanted to wrap her legs around this guy, rock back and forth on this cock, impale herself deeper and grind against him with his cock up inside her body spreading her wide. As she imagined herself doing all this her pussy clamped, squeezing his cock - then contracted rythmically around it, milking him. Though his moans got louder, he stayed strong and kept on fucking her. Jill bucked violently as she came once more, holding onto her chair and making it wobble loudly. She savored the feeling of every squirt inside her, every drop of cum that sprayed her boiling, throbbing cunt. Her spasms continued for a while before she realized he was no longer fucking her. The door behind them squeaked open suddenly, and the asian lady poked her head inside the room. "Your shift over. Finish up and time to go." The door thudded shut again. Sabrina got off her stool and stretched a bit, achy from being bent over for who knows how long. She knelt behind Jill without her seeing, and looked at her legs. There was a stripe of white running down the back of Jill's legs, just like her own. She licked up the cum from each leg with one long, straight lick and swallowed the thick mouthful. Being a little ticklish, Jill squirmed slightly. Both her holes were well-fucked, stretched a little and dripping with obscene amounts of semen. Sabrina sealed her lips around her pussy and sucked hard, drawing out and swallowing the cum mixed with her pussy juice. Both fluids were pearly white so the difference was hard to tell until they were tasted. Jill didn't climax again, but enjoyed the tongue massage as much as ever as Sabrina proceeded to lick the cum out of her asshole. She was just too overfucked at the moment to reach an orgasm from anything less than a raging cock. When the licking stopped she climbed down off her stool as well. Only Kelly was still getting fucked now, and she looked close. Jill wriggled into the little space between her spread legs and the wall, and beneath her pussy. She tilted her head up and stuck her tongue out, letting it trail along the guy's rock-hard shaft as it plunged in and out of Kelly's cunt. She licked all around Kelly's pussy as it got pounded, finally lingering to suck her clit. This sent Kelly moaning over the edge in hardly an instant, and her pussy spurted out juices - his, hers, anybody's - which Jill promptly swallowed. Through the hole Jill could see the man's balls twitch and she knew he was erupting inside Kelly. She reached up and grabbed his shaft before he could pull out all the way, and slurped on it a few times before releasing him. Kelly came again while Jill ate the delicious white cream out of her pussy. Finally, Jill began to lick the cum off Sabrina's legs while Kelly sat beneath her, grinding her mouth onto Sabrina's pussy. "You know," Sabrina managed to say calmly between moans. "We were here to prove this place is a prostitution cover. We should have left the sperm all over us as proof for Charlie." "You're right," Kelly said into Bri's pussy. "Let's come back tomorrow." Charlie's Angels That was the most I have ever heard Dimples say at any one time, she is a very pretty woman and I had said that they were my angels, so I won't cast her out now. "Dimples will you come and stay with us, I really want you to and I love having you close." "That's all I wanted Charlie, you will never regret it." She then pushed her chair back and came and hugged me and placed those plump lips of hers over mine, which completely sealed my mouth. Her hair cascaded down that too completely encasing our heads in her hair, which was that long and thick. All three of them had long thick hair, my two blondes and one brunette. "Dimples will also be sleeping with you to-night Charlie, Lyn and I will share a bed for to-night but this will be the last time that you get the whole night with only one of us, say it's a present from Lyn and I." Jenny said. Then she added. "On Monday, Lyn and I are going to change our next of kin and relationship categories at work; we are going to straighten this out once and for all. We are both fed up with being chatted up by all the randy men at work. We are changing it to married and you as our husband. They can say what they like it is our choice, so expect some comeback." "You are prepared to declare our relationship publicly, you are not afraid of the sneers and sly remarks which you are likely to get?" "No we are not ashamed, are you ashamed of us?" "I will do likewise; this will get the rumour merchants going." "They are going to think that you are some super stud having two young women as wives," Jenny laughed. "Sorry three, I have done a job change with one of the secretaries who wants to work nearer home. So I will be starting there also on Monday. What are they going to say when we three all declare Charlie as our husband; we really will stir them up." "We stick together at all breaks and let them have a chance to speak about us which they most certainly will do. It will give some other poor sod a break and give them something to talk about for a week or so," I said. So now I was committed and they themselves have decided to go public and say to hell what you think this is our lives we will live it the way we want to. That night on retiring, I found Dimples in bed on the side which Jenny usually lays, so she will be on my left. Now she seemed coy and not the usual bouncy Dimples of only an hour ago. It was as if she was expecting some awful thing to happen to her, with the covers held tight to her chin. Her eyes following jerky my every movement. What had this lovely woman experienced before in bed, it seemed that this was something she actually feared? I got in and she still held her position, her body was as rigid as a board. Was this why Jenny and Lyn had given us the whole night, they knew this was going to happen. I slipped my arm under her shoulders and drew her in close with the other around her back, with my palm on the small of her back and drew her in close to me. I bent and kissed those full sexy lips and she slowly responded and put her arms around me, but she still was quite rigid. Not the Dimples who used to casually sit on my knee in the chair. No, this was a different Dimples all together, a frightened Dimples. "Why are you afraid sweetheart, there is nothing to fear, you know I would never hurt you in a million years, so why are you so tense?" "I don't want to be slapped and hit any more." "Why would I do that, for God's sake?" "Isn't that what all men do to get the woman to give them what they want?" "What twisted way have you been going through, is that what Ray done to you?" "Yes, he said all women like to be beaten into submission, I thought there was something wrong with me, for I didn't like that, I thought it would be all tender and nice, not rough and painful. I was afraid to ask Jenny and Lyn, for they say having sex with you was so nice." "It usually is, I have no idea what you have been put through Dimples, but in this bed with me, it's you who dictates what is nice and what isn't. So tonight you forget all of the past, start afresh and you do what you think is right." "I just want to be held tight for now, Charlie. Ray never held me like you do and that is why I came round so often, just to be held tight and be loved. For over an hour we lay just holding one another with breaks for a kiss or two, she was becoming more relaxed and the kisses more passionate and lingering more. Her hands were also exploring my body, gently she slid her hand all over my chest, my face, down my legs and stomach, even clasping my penis a few times, but I never rushed her or forced myself on her. She was working herself up and satisfying herself that I was going to do her no harm. After her exploration I done the same to her, with open palm I followed her body lines over those wonderful full breasts of hers, down over her wonderful derrière. People rave about Jennifer Lopez and Kylie Monogue's posterior, but I think Dimples has one of equal grandeur. I couldn't reach her stomach for she was lying on me on it, but what I did reach I gentle rubbed. "Do you like my body Charlie?" she whispered. "I love it, so soft and smooth; yes I do Dimples, very much." "I like the way you have been caressing me, would you do that all over if I lie back?" "Lie back and you will see." I said back. She was definitely becoming so much more relaxed and I knew once this night was over she would have no more of these hang-ups. So lying on her back, I started the same technique of gently moving my hand over her skin. My boner hardened as I moved over her wonderful orbs. She was at an age where they were still full and firm, not yet starting to droop, which they will do in a few years time. Down over the mound of her belly and touching the pubic hairs. As I moved down the top of her thighs she instinctively drew in a deep breath. But when I started moving up from her knees her legs opened and I slid down to the insides and moved up onto her super soft skin at the top of her thighs. She dropped her hand and held mine there, and then pulled it up to rest on her vulva lips and pressed my hand in hard. "Caress me here Charlie, please," she whispered. I wasn't going to refuse this request .for this was exactly what I wanted to do in the first place. This must be what men have to endure with a virgin for the first time and I was taking her through the experience, even though it was obvious she and my son had sexual relationships. But what sort of kinky sex did his warped mind demand. Dimples was now responding as any normal woman did, as I worked my way up her crack to rub her clitoris and back down to her vaginal entrance. It was at this stage I started kissing down her body, down her throat, over those mountains of flesh which smelt so wonderful. Down over her stomach, stopping for a minute to ring her small puckered button, down the side of her triangle and eventually between her legs. She didn't know whether to pull or push my head away from her or to her, so she gave up and left me to savour her pot of honey. Dimples tasted just like I knew she would, sweat and salty, and her pheromones were driving me crazy. That scent that was coming off her was the most recognised smell a man has of a woman and the seat of it was now covered by my mouth and my tongue was exploring her inner labia and vaginal passage. Now she was holding my head in two hands pressing me hard into her womanhood for a few seconds and then the urgent pulling me up her body. Her thighs had opened wide as I slid up, now resting on my arms with my hands either side of her; I was looking down at her face. There was no fear on it now. She reached down grabbed my hard penis and placed the end into her passage; I just dropped my hips slightly and slipped into her lubricated passage. I just can't explain how it feels to slip into a virile young woman in her prime, everything is so pliable and soft. Dimples had her heels on my thighs and was holding my face in both of her hands as I slid right into the hilt and started a slow steady stroke, bottoming every time, keeping in time to her rotating or was it gyrating hips, whatever she done intensified the feelings I was getting and I was certain she was feeling good as well. Once, twice three times she shuddered and after she kissed my face frantically, when at last I climaxed and fell to one side she had her legs locked around me holding me safely tucked up inside her body. "That was just how I imagined it should be like. Oh Charlie darling, if this is the way I should feel then I want to be with you forever." "I'm glad I have made you feel so nice Dimples, you are a very beautiful woman, and I too want you all to myself. Is that being greedy and stopping you from having a man of your own?" "I've had a man of my own and I don't want any more of that way thank you. I have everything I want here, so why change that. It's your male ego that wants to be boosted, I don't care, you are what I want and beware of anyone who tries to take you away from us." "You said us, not you?" "Yes us, 'Charlie's Angels', we want no more to share you with. My, are they going to have something to talk about when we tell them you are the husband of all three of us." Now I was being kissed by a real angel for Dimples also had the sexiest lips, all full and kissable. It wasn't long until we were once more coupled, but this time Dimples was the dominant one and she performed as no one else. She had been liberated and was now exercising her new freedom. Jenny and Lyn came bounding in the bedroom at six the next morning. Did I say bounding; bouncing would be more descriptive, for they were both naked and when a woman moves naked many things become mobile on their own and as I said these two ladies were well endowed and so more weight being moved around. It wasn't me they were interested in but Dimples and it was obvious by the smile on Dimples face that all was well for the other two got real excited. "Thanks Charlie, I knew you would be gentle with her, she told us what she had been through, well maybe not everything, but we filled in the blanks. Now she looks great," Jenny said wrapping her body onto mine as she got under the clothes and lay along side of me, her lips sealed on mine. * At least Ray done the right thing, he admitted in court and pleaded guilty to all offences and was given six years plus counselling for anger management. The three of them were right, it did cause a bit of a stir at work, but soon all was forgotten and the wolves moved on to greener pastures, knowing there wasn't a hope in hell of getting anywhere close to my Angels. At home, I was expecting arguments and bickering, but in a year now I haven't heard one argument. "They may be 'Charlie's Angels' when all together, but they are pure heaven when just two of us are alone, giving comfort to an old man." The beginning