4 comments/ 71018 views/ 14 favorites Did It Really Happen? By: walterio Author's note: There are several categories where this could have been submitted; Mature, Non-human or Fantasy. I selected the mature category because of the way the story flows. INTRODUCTION I was working as a ski instructor at a ski area in the Midwest. I was attending graduate school so I taught skiing on the weekends. I had attended the same college for undergraduate work and had graduated with a BA degree. While at college I was on the ski team and we competed against other colleges in the area. At 22 years old I was in very good shape. I stood at 6'2" and weighed 180 pounds. I had brown hair and blue eyes and I also blessed with a more than adequate package. I had skied in Europe one year and an Italian girl measured my member when it was erect. She told me it was 22cm long and 15cm around. Doing the conversion it measured just less 9 inches long and 6 inches around. The metric sounded so much better though. In college I dated my share of girls but never made any long term commitments. I also had my share of encounters while working at the ski area both with customers and some staff. The ski school manager Tess and I had recreational sex and she was an excellent lover. She too had no interest in a long term commitment at the time. THE LESSON It was Saturday on the last weekend of the season and we were not very busy. I had one group lesson in the morning for two hours and there were no more lessons after that. I went skiing for an hour and then I planned to have lunch, pack up and leave for the day. After lunch I was taking off my ski boots when Tess told me that we just had a walk in for a lesson. "Nate, I just had three ladies walk in and ask for a three hour lesson," Tess told me. I looked at my watch and it was 1:30 so the three hour lesson would bring me right to the end of my shift. "Is there anyone else here?" I asked hopefully. "No all the other ski instructors left. I have you for skiing and Travis for snowboarding," Tess confirmed. "Where are they?" I asked wanting to get a look at the three ladies. "There at the counter paying for lift tickets and they will be going through rental next," Tess replied. I stood up and walked around to the other side to take a peek at the ladies. I almost laughed out loud. There were three ladies who had to be in their late forties or early fifties at the counter. They looked like characters out of a Mormon story. I didn't know if they were Mormons, Quakers, Amish or from some other sect. They were all dressed the same wearing long skirts made from denim material. They wore short jackets that fit tight around their waist and brown heel boots. Their hair was twirled around their head and tucked into a bun. I walked back toward Tess and said, "Tess, don't do this to me." Tess laughed and then answered, "Nate, I don't have a choice you have to do it." I just shook my head in disbelief but I knew I had no choice so I planned to make the best of it. "You owe me Tess," I whispered. Tess leaned in close and whispered in my ear, "Do a good job and I will let you put your thing anywhere you want." "Big deal, we always do that anyway," I replied laughing. "Okay they're in rental," Tess added. Typically we went into the rental area and introduced ourselves as instructors and offered to assist the students with ski boot fitting. I walked through the maze of shelves where the ski boots were stored and entered the rental area. The three ladies each had their boots and were trying them on. I looked at them closely and noticed that they were not wearing makeup. They looked very plain. "Good afternoon ladies. My name is Nate and I will be your ski instructor this afternoon. Do you need any help with your ski boots?" "Good afternoon Nate. I am Miriam and they are Emma and Ruth and yes we could use some assistance." "Have any of you ever skied before?" I asked. "No this is our first time," Miriam replied. I then helped each of them with the boot fitting and demonstrated how the boots were fastened. Each of the ladies sat on the bench as I fitted the boot and asked all the appropriate questions about the fit. I noticed that each of the ladies was wearing waffle weave long johns under their skirts. I didn't know that waffle weave still existed since everyone wore synthetic as the first layer these days. Once the boot fitting was complete, I directed the ladies to the area to pick up there skis and told them I would meet them outside once they had their skis. I walked back into the ski school area and picked up my skis and headed outside to meet up with the ladies. A few minutes later they joined me and we walked over to the beginner hill. I had the ladies face me and I went through the mechanics of the skis I instructed them on the proper position for skiing and then I had them put the skis on. I showed them how to walk in the skis using the side step and the herring bone technique. We practiced walking for a few minutes and then we went to the next step. I demonstrated the wedge stop and wedge turn and we practiced that for several minutes. I was surprised and pleased with how quickly they grasped the technique. I actually thought that they would have a harder time with it. We skied down the bunny hill and they followed in my tracks. They had no trouble at all with the bunny hill. Then it was going up the hill using the rope tow. Once again I instructed them about the rope tow and then demonstrated the technique. I was amazed as they easily handled the rope tow and all three of them made their way to the top on the hill without a hitch. I decided that they were ready for the chair lift and one of the green runs. We skied over to the chair lift and I explained how to load on the chair and how to get off at the top. It wasn't crowded that afternoon but the people who skied by us did a double take. The three women certainly looked different skiing in the skirts that came down to the top of the ski boots. I had Ruth and Emma go on one chair together and Miriam rode with me. On the way up Miriam and I chatted which is something I always did with students. I learned that the three of them lived together on a farm about two miles from the ski area. As we talked I studied Miriam closely and decided that in spite of her homely appearance, she was actually an attractive woman. It was apparent that she had blonde hair that was graying and it had a silvery glow to it. I still didn't know what sect they belonged to if any and I decided that they were just three old maids living together. The three of us met at the top of the chair lift and then I guided them over to a green run named Gentle Ben. I demonstrated traversing the hill using the wedge turns and the three of them executed the turns perfectly. We made our way all the down the hill and then took the chair back up. This time I rode with Ruth. I noticed that she too was a graying blonde. We skied down Gentle Ben three times and on the third chair lift ride I rode with Emma. She was a brunette who was also graying. I don't know why but these women were growing on me. They were so plain but they possessed natural beauty. On our fourth run down Gentle Ben I explained and demonstrated the technique of moving from the wedge to parallel skiing. I started down the hill and moved into the wedge position. As I traversed across the hill I relaxed the uphill ski and let it slide around to the parallel position. I linked two turns together and then stopped to watch the ladies attempt the turns. They handled the transition to parallel as if they were experienced skiers. I was again surprised and pleased. This was a fun lesson and I was enjoying it. The next time down Gentle Ben I showed them parallel turns and hockey stops. Once again they handled the new techniques flawlessly. I alternated with ladies each time when riding the chair up the hill. The next time I took them down a blue run named Wild Turkey and it was a piece of cake for them. We spent the last hour of the lesson on the three black diamond hills on the mountain; Suicide, Maggie's Moguls and the Narrows. I had never had anyone progress so fast in a lesson before. The three ladies handled every hill on the mountain with ease. When the lesson was over I congratulated them on their accomplishments and I told how much fun it was to teach them. "Nate you were an excellent instructor. We have no money to tip you but we would like to invite you to dinner at our home," Miriam offered. "Thank you but that is not necessary," I replied. "But we would really like you to accept. We are very good cooks and we are sure that you would enjoy the meal," Ruth interjected. "We also have some excellent home made wine," Emma added. It was hard to say no. Besides they lived close by and I had no plans for the evening. "Okay you talked me into it," I accepted. "How do I get to your home?" I asked. "I was wondering if we could ride in your car and we can show you the way," Miriam requested. "Sure, but how did you get here?" I asked curiously. "We walked. It's only two miles," Ruth replied. "Well we can't have you three walking home, I will certainly drive you to your house," I offered. The ladies returned their skis and boots to rental and I dropped my ski gear off in the ski school locker. Then the three of us got in my car and drove the short distance to their home. On the drive over it was as if some aura had come over me and I found myself very attracted to these ladies. I had never been with anyone other than my own age so it was a very different feeling for me. THE DINNER We arrived at the farm house minutes after leaving the ski area and the ladies invited me in. I noticed that they did not have electricity or at least they didn't use it if they had it. They lit kerosene lamps and started a fire in the fireplace. Ruth poured me a glass of home made wine and invited me to sit down while they changed clothes. The wine was sweeter than I normally like but it was very good and very strong. It had a strange but relaxing effect on me. The women returned to the sitting area and they were all still wearing long skirts. They had ruffled blouses on and it was difficult to determine what their figures looked like. Ruth refreshed my wine and then the three on them went about making dinner. The meal was prepared on a wood burning stove and it was a very typical farm like dinner. There was ham, chicken, vegetables, corn, biscuits and gravy. The meal was delicious and one of the best I ever had. "Nate, why don't you relax in the sitting room? Emma would you tend to the horses while Ruth and I clean up," Miriam directed. "Can I help with anything?" I asked. "You can help Emma if you like," Miriam said as she smiled almost in a sinister manner. "Yes Nate, come with me and I will show you the horses," Emma said excitedly. I stood up and I could feel the effect of the wine but I followed Emma out to the horse barn. They had six horses that needed to be fed and watered. I helped Emma give the horses the oats, hay and water. Once the horses were tended to, Emma shocked me. She took me by my hand and pulled me over to the bales of hay. She kneeled on one bale and leaned over the two in front of her. Then she pulled up her dress showing me that she was naked under her skirt. Her shapely bottom and puffy vagina were on display right before my eyes. I never expected this. "Before we go back in the house I want you to give me a poke," Emma said urgently. My member was stiff and straining to get out of my pants. As if in a trance I unbuckled my belt, unzipped my fly, unfastened my pants and pushed them down to my knees. I then pushed my briefs down to my knees freeing my throbbing member. I stepped closer to Emma and inserted my shaft into the warm wet womb. She was on fire and she orgasmed quickly just after a few strokes. She moved away from me and as quickly as I was in her, I was out of her. My phallus was rock hard and it looked menacing as it stood out in front of me. I had expected to have some relief but it was not to be at least not at that moment. "Get dressed, we need to go back to the house before Miriam comes looking for us," Emma said hurriedly. "What about me? I need some relief," I asked stroking my organ. "There will time for that later. Come now my sisters are waiting," Emma ordered. "Miriam and Ruth are your sisters?" I asked in surprise. "Not blood relatives, in our faith all the women are sisters and all the men are brothers. Hurry now or we will be missed," Emma said with some finality. In spite of my disappointment I pushed my steel rod back in my briefs and fastened my pants. As we walked back into the house my member remained hard and I felt the need to relief myself. I planned to thank the ladies for a nice dinner and then be on my way. I thought to call Tess and check in on her as I really needed to have sex with someone that night. When we got back to the house I learned that there was no way that I was leaving that night. THE ENCOUNTER "What took you so long?' demanded Miriam of Emma, "Did he give you a poke in the barn?" Emma lowered her head and nodded in the affirmative. Miriam briefly scolded Emma and then told Emma to fetch the quilts. I thanked Miriam for a wonderful dinner and told her that I had to leave. I started out the door but it wouldn't open. "Nate, you cannot leave until you give Ruth and me a poke too," Miriam stated. I stood dumbfounded and watched as Miriam and Ruth took off their clothes. Then Emma returned and spread the quilts on the floor and the she too took off her clothes. I was looking at three older women who all had wonderful figures. They were all fit with hour glass shaped bodies. Their legs, breasts and buttocks were too firm for women of their age and I marveled at their bodies. "Take off your clothes Nate and lay down on the quilts," Miriam ordered. As if I were under a spell I did as I was told. I stripped off all my clothes saving my underwear for last and then I lowered my briefs. I purposely let my member catch in the waistband and then released it. Miriam and Ruth moaned softly when they saw my stiff shaft protruding from my body. "Oh look Miriam, he is bigger than Jacob," Ruth gasped. "Who's Jacob?" I asked. "He is our former husband but he passed away," Miriam answered and then added, "Now get on the floor on your back." I lay down on the quilts on my back with my stiff tool pointing in the air. I was pleased that I would finally get some relief as I felt I would explode at any moment. Miriam poured some type of liquid in her hand and coated my shaft with it. She rubbed her hand over the mushroom shaped head and then all around the opening. "This will help keep you hard while we pleasure ourselves," Miriam announced. Miriam then straddled me and lowered her vagina onto my shaft. My rigid pole sliced through her labia like a hot knife through butter and filled her womb. Miriam held still for a few seconds adjusting to my size and then she began to rock back and forth. Emma then moved over my face and lowered her vagina onto my mouth. I was no stranger to oral sex and I knew just what to do with my tongue. I slipped my tongue past Emma's labia and sought out her clitoris. I quickly found the object of my search and I swiped my tongue over the hard pearl. Emma groaned aloud as my tongue touched her treasure and she leaned backward into Miriam. Miriam reached around with both hands and grasped Emma's breasts. Miriam fondled Emma's breasts and tweaked the elongated nipples as I continued my tongue exploration of Emma's womb and Miriam rocked back and forth on my throbbing shaft. I had no idea what Ruth was up to but I would find out soon enough. Miriam was fast approaching her orgasm and she bounced frantically up and down on my porker. Then I watched as Miriam threw her head back and screamed out as a massive climax rocked her body. Miriam released Emma's breasts and put her hands behind her as she looked up toward the heavens and cried out. "Praise the lord, praise the lord," Miriam screamed as her crescendo took over her body. Miriam drenched my shaft and pubes with her female nectar. My organ was swimming in a sea of love juice and then Emma cried out as she soaked my face with her female sweetness. Juices poured into my mouth and I had no choice but to swallow as quickly as I could. Emma also screamed praise the lord several times during her orgasms. Then Emma fell to the side and my mouth was free once again but not for long. Miriam quickly covered my mouth with her dripping sex as Ruth lowered her self onto my steel rod. Ruth rocked back and forth as had Miriam and she reached around and held onto Miriam's breasts. Before long Ruth was praising the load and my shaft was swimming in her womb, then it was Miriam with another round of orgasms coating my face with her sweet nectar. Miriam was replaced by Ruth and Ruth was replaced by Emma. Now Emma had my pride and joy buried in her womb for a second time while Ruth rode my face. Emma reached around and played with Ruth breasts and nipples as it seemed this was a routine that they were used to. I was desperate for my own release but it seemed something was preventing my ejaculation. The pressure in my scrotum was unbearable and I felt that if I didn't have some relief soon that my member and testicles would burst. Unconcerned about my needs, Ruth and Emma continued to pleasure themselves on my tongue and pulsating shaft. Finally they both orgasmed and I was treated to another round of flowing female love juices. They both moved off of me and I reached for my porker and stroked it in an effort to ejaculate and relieve the unbearable pressure. "Ruth, get the lard. I need to feel this in my bottom," Miriam ordered. Ruth went to the kitchen and returned with a tub of lard. Miriam got on all fours with her head down on the quilt as Ruth smeared lard all over Miriam's bottom. I watched as Ruth inserted first one then two fingers into Miriam's nether hole. I was no stranger to this form of sex as my porker had been in many a bottom the past few years. Emma took some lard and stroked my tool not to make it hard but to make it slick. Then holding onto my shaft, Emma pulled me into position behind Miriam. I only hoped that this time I would find relief. I would like nothing better than to flood Miriam's rectum with my man seed. Emma aimed my tool and Miriam's dark hole and I pressed forward allowing my shaft to disappear in the rear passage. I began to move slowly allowing the rod to slide in and out easily. I watched as Ruth lay down in front of Miriam and offer her sex to Miriam's mouth. Miriam covered Ruth's vulva and began to tongue Ruth's innards. Emma slipped under Miriam and began to lick at Miriam's vaginal cavity and she occasionally allowed her tongue to slide over my testicles which were rock hard inside the taut sac. Miriam went wild with the foursome coupling and she seemed to orgasm forever. The women changed positions so that next it was Ruth with my tool in her bottom while Miriam licked at Ruth's sex and my ball sac. Emma was splayed in front of Ruth who tongued Emma's cavity. The pressure in my loins continued to mount and I was sure that something would burst soon. There was one more change in positions after Ruth had a massive orgasm and this time my tool was welcomed into Emma's bottom. Emma got to pleasure Miriam as Ruth's tongue danced along my sac and Emma's vagina. Emma finally orgasmed and then collapsed on the quilts next to Miriam and Ruth. My shaft felt longer and thicker than I could ever remember and I was sure that something would burst at any second. What could they have possibly done to keep my ejaculation at bay? The three women slowly recovered and then they had me sit in a chair. Miriam knelt in front of me with Emma and Ruth on either side of me. Miriam then rubbed my throbbing shaft with some type of liquid. Did It Really Happen? This is one of my fantasies, hope you enjoy it, I did. Just a short story, but still think about it ... you tell me. Just a bit about me, I am a natural blonde, hair past my shoulders, 5-9, slim, 34c -- 25 -- 34, nearly 34 years old. I love scuba diving, swimming, and lying in the sun. I was lying on a secluded beach, I call it my 'private beach,' where no one goes. You have to know where it is, for its 25 minutes from the small country town where I live, and that is three hours from the closest big city, so I feel very safe there. Sometimes my husband and I have made love there, and even slept there on hot summer nights. We live in a tourist town, in Western Australia. To this day, I still can't make up my mind about what happened. But whatever it was, it was very enjoyable, but bewildering. I had a few days off work, so I thought I would take my dog on the back of my quad bike down to the beach, which is 5 minutes away. It was a typical hot oz summer day, around 36 Celsius (that's about 96 degrees Fahrenheit) so I put a big umbrella, water, towel, some fruit, on my bike, then headed off to the beach. As I have explained, no one comes to this beach, so I just went there in a pair of shorts, and a floppy tee shirt, with a small thong underneath. Oh, and my big hat. My dog jumped on the back of my bike. My husband had made a carrier for her and that's where she loves to sit when we go quad bike riding. So off we went. I put up the umbrella, laid out my towel, took off my tee shirt, and my shorts, leaving on only my very small thong, what you call a Brazilian one ... very brief. My husband likes the little white lines that it leaves on my tanned skin. So do lots of guys who have seen me in my thong, when I have been laying by the pool, while I am away with my work, at the hotels I stay in. I then ran to the water for a swim, it's nice, and clear, warm water, no surf. I had taken my snorkel with me, so I could just lie around in the water, swimming with my dog. She loves the water like me. After about an hour, we got out of the water, I sat on the sand with my feet in the water, she ran up to the shade of the big umbrella, where her bowl of water was. After having a shake, she laid down watching me. As I sat there, I was thinking. One of my fantasies was to be on my beach and this big guy would walk along, then just ask me 'would you like to fuck?' Which I did, 'pretty kinky hey.' Just thinking of it got me a bit horny, because I enjoy sex very much, not that I have had that many partners, male or female. I could feel the heat of the sun, so I went and sat under the shade of my umbrella, had some water, then some fruit, giving my dog some biscuits. I picked up my book, lying down to read it. I could feel my eyes starting to droop, for I was late getting to bed last night. Well, really it was this morning, around 2 am, before I got to sleep, I was still on a high from work. For me, it's a 3-hour drive home from the airport, plus we were 25 minutes late getting in from Singapore. Oh sorry, I forgot to tell you, I am a flight attendant, that's why I was late getting to bed, plus I had my husband to contend with first, mmmmmmm! After all, I had been away for a few days. So I picked up my book and started reading it, but my mind would not let go of what I had been thinking, 'my fantasy.' I could not concentrate on my book, for I was starting to feel horny, yet drowsy. I put my book down, looking around, thinking, 'its not going to happen today' for there was, as usual, no one on my beach. So I just lay down, thinking, dreaming, letting my hands wander to my nipples, 'Hey, what are you doing?' I thought, 'you have only made love a few hours ago, what's wrong with you?' But I could not help it, maybe it was the sun, and the quietness, getting to me. I started to doze off, still thinking of my fantasy, then I seemed to hear a voice, saying 'Hi' but I thought nothing of it. Then I heard a voice say, "Hey, are you ok?" then, "oh God, you are gorgeous." I just lay there, not knowing if I was hearing things. I seemed to look at where the voice was, replying "Yes I'm ok, thanks for asking." "You are getting burnt like that, just laying there, would you like me to rub some oil on you?" I heard him say. "Oh yes please if you do not mind," I replied. With that, I rolled onto my stomach, I heard a gasp, I smiled to myself, knowing what he was looking at. I have been told lots of times, that my bum is 'a killer bum' and here it was with just a thin string going between my bum cheeks, and I was letting a complete stranger put oil on it. He put some oil on my shoulders, working his way down to my 'string in the bum crack,' feeling him taking his time caressing it, letting his fingers slide down my crack into my sex, feeling the oil running down there. I willingly let my legs open, as I felt the heat of my sex, starting to tingle, feeling it wanting to be touched, entered, by this complete stranger. I could not see his face, as much as I wanted to. It would not focus, he just seemed to be giving me so much pleasure, my whole body, from my nipples to my sex seemed to be on fire. I felt a finger touch my anal place. I gasped, as I felt it enter my entrance, then it seemed to touch my sex, my clit, making me jump, with the feelings he was giving me. I could not help myself, as I felt his finger enter my sex, so easily, for I was so hot, and the oil on his hands made it easy. Then I felt one of his other fingers play around with my anal entrance, just pushing the tip into me. I started to cum, I raised my hips trying to get him to put more of his fingers inside, I grabbed hold of the towel, as I fucked his fingers, crying into the towel, "Oh, oh, oh fuck, fuckkkkkkkkk, ohhhhhhh Godddddd!" I cried. I was cumming on this complete stranger's fingers so quick, so wantonly. I tried to hold his wrist, to stop him, but I just did not seem to be able to stop him, I just smiled at him, as he leant over to kiss me. He waited for a few minutes, before he took his fingers out of me, letting me get my breath back. Then they went down to my legs, rubbing the oil onto them, I felt his hands starting to work their way back up, hoping he would take more time with my sex, and my anal entrance, for I wanted more ... lots more. 'Smack,' he gave my bum a light smack, saying, "Ok gorgeous, turn over." I turned over, knowing he would be able to see my 'oh so hard nipples' because I had no top on. For some reason, I felt no shame with this stranger. He was kneeling by my side, as he leant over me, starting to oil my breasts, my shoulders, I put out my arms, trying to give him more access to my body, feeling one drop on his knees, resting on his bare leg. We did not speak, as he started to oil my shoulders, then he went to my breasts, 'Oh God, oh God', his hands were so smooth, yet so firm, as they tweaked, my, oh so hard nipples, cupping my breasts, gently squeezing them, rolling the nipples in his fingers. I was crying in ecstasy, never had I felt like this so much. My body was aflame with pleasure, I could feel my juices seeming to run out of me, my thong must have been soaking with them, running down into my anal entrance. He worked his way down my body. I just seemed to be going from one orgasm to another. I never seemed to finish one, before the next one started, as he oiled my legs, letting his hand go to my so wet thong, and onto my clit, then around my entrance, then up to my sex, back onto my legs. My legs just seemed to open by themselves, giving this stranger complete access to my body, my sex. But he did not touch it, content with just letting his hands run up to my sex, my apex, then down my other leg, driving me wild, I wanted him, I needed him, so much. I was crying in ecstasy, trying to pull him onto me, enter me, fuck me, I needed him inside me, fucking me, letting him do whatever he wanted to me, I would not have been able to stop him, he could do whatever he wanted to me. He seemed to go on playing with me, caressing me, bringing me so close, but not there, I was screaming for release. Then I felt my knees bending, as I felt as if someone was between my legs, lifting them over their legs, as they knelt down, raising my hips, getting ready to enter me, feeling something hitting my entrance, it felt huge, blunt, thick, so hard. I looked up, seeing this body, but still no face above me, looking down at me, hearing a howling noise, as it rubbed 'that thing' in my juices. My hands were trying to grab the sand, as this thing, was trying to force its way inside me. I felt it open up my outer lips, then forcing its way to my inner lips. I tried to pull away from this invading monster, but I couldn't move. But all the time I wanted it inside me, pleasuring me, but at the same time frightened at the size of it, the thickness of it. I wriggled around, as I felt it start to enter me, forcing its way between my inner lips, into my sex tunnel, 'Oh God,' I thought, 'he will spilt me' as it forced its way into my sex tunnel, making it open to accept this monster. I tried to stop him, pushing my hands into the air, as I seemed to feel more of this monster entering me, opening me. I felt as if I was about to burst, it seemed to be inside my stomach. I realised the more I wriggled around on it, the more it penetrated me, then it seemed to leave me, I felt so empty. 'What has happened?' I thought, but I still could not see my lover's face. Then once again, I felt this monster, 'oh how I wanted it.' I could feel my sex, wanting to be invaded by this monster, feeling my sex juices running down into my anal entrance, as I opened my legs once again to it, as I lifted my hips up to meet it once again. I sensed it at my entrance, my partly open sex tunnel, then with one push, I felt it tear into me. I screamed in pain, as it invaded my deepest depths, seeming to push up deeper into my stomach, and beyond. I could feel it inside me, so huge, so thick, so deep. I lay there, grabbing at the sand, trying to get it out of me, but I was held there by this huge monster inside me, so thick so deep, just laying inside me, opening me like never before. Then I felt it starting to move inside me, slowly taking away the pain, making it turn to pleasure, feeling as if it was turning my sex inside out, I just lay there feeling it, throbbing, hot, as my sex held onto it, feeling it so deep. I just lay there, wondering what it is going to do to my insides. It was unbelievable, the fullness inside me, I never knew I could take anything so huge, what would I feel like in the future? Would I stay so open? Would a normal lover fill me? Then I felt it moving, 'Oh God,' I thought 'my stomach is going to come out, as he pulled out, till the blunt head was at my entrance.' Then with a big push, he was fucking into me again, feeling it so deep inside me, holding it inside me, so deep, so hard, letting me feel the thickness of it. I just lay there, holding onto it with my inner sex muscles. Then he started to fuck me, slowly moving faster, then stopping, holding that huge monster inside me, letting me feel the thickness, the size of it, then fucking me again. I just lay there with the pleasure I was receiving, as he seemed to go on, and on. I could just picture myself, laying there, with my legs as wide as I could, as I started to feel the pain turn to pleasure. Holding it with my inner sex muscles, feeling how thick it was, feeling all the thick big veins on it, as he started to, well ... 'FUCK ME.' That's all it was, 'FUCKING' I was being used as a fuck toy, something to 'FUCK,' something to be taken, to be used, to receive his sperm. I felt as if my arms and legs were tied wide open, I could not move. This massive cock was just impaled so far inside me, 'fucking me,' it felt as if it would burst my stomach. I could not move, as it started to really fuck me, I just seemed to be somewhere else, as I seemed to go from one orgasm to another orgasm. How long could I take it, how long would it go on? I could feel him - 'it' - getting close to cumming, 'Oh God, it felt like it was getting bigger, and thicker. It will tear me, oh God, oh fuckkkkkkk, fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkk, cum, cum, cum.' I seemed to scream, then I felt it jerk inside me, I thought it was going to burst my stomach, as it shot load, after load, of so hot sperm into my sex. I could not do anything but scream with the pleasure it was giving me. It just seemed to go on, and on, shooting all this so hot sperm inside me. It felt as if there was something alive inside me, jerking, hitting my insides. I knew I could not take much more, but I could not stop it cumming inside me. It seemed to go on forever, I could not move, for I was impaled so deep, so full, with this huge 'thing' inside me. I must have passed out, for I seemed to be in a dream, waking up, putting my hand down to my sex, feeling it oh so wet, sore, swollen lips, wondering. Then I started to remember what I had just dreamt, or was it a dream? I felt drained, tired, my insides felt funny, as if something had been there, but had it? I stood up, my legs felt so weak, as I looked around my beach, looking for someone, I could not see anyone, my dog still lay there wagging her tail, looking at me, everything seemed the same. I looked at my watch, 'wow' 2 hours had gone by. I must have been tired, I thought, but what a dream ... or was it?? The End Please let me know if you liked it, my first try at this type of story. Did It Really Happen? As I get older, I find my thoughts drifting back, more and more often, to that one night, 20 years ago. Though it consumes my thoughts, sometimes I still find myself questioning whether it ever really happened. Was it just some adolescent fantasy that I've managed to fool myself into believing actually happened to me? But then I close my eyes and it's like I'm right there again, in that tiny one room apartment. I can remember every minute detail: the precise placement of the beads of sweat on the small of Heather's back, the texture of the ribbed cotton on Carlie's tank top, the sounds of the x-rated movie playing in the background. And just like that, I'm rock hard. Twenty years later and it still does the trick instantly. It was mid-July. I was a year out of college and working in Japan. I had a small, one room apartment on the outskirts of Osaka. Two of my best friends from college, Heather and Carlie, had flown all the way out to Japan to visit. We'd been through a lot together, backpacking through South America the summer before, staying in hostels and sharing dodgy hotel rooms. Once upon a time, there may have been some sexual tension between us - Carlie and I had even kissed a few times early in college - but we'd long since moved past that and settled into a very comfortable, very honest friendship. Both Heather and Carlie had very similar personalities, which is why they were such good friends with each other. Neither had any real filter and would say whatever was on their mind. Carlie in particular had a habit of talking very candidly, and descriptively, about her sex life, which was quite active. Heather too was candid to a fault, and could cuss like sailor. Being around them had been an educational experience to say the least. I'd learned more about sex from listening to them talk than from any actual first-hand experience, and I don't mean to suggest that I was some sheltered virgin. But being with them always made me feel like I was sitting in on some private conversation that I was never meant to hear. It was almost voyeuristic. And as a bit of an introvert, being around them was healthy for me. It drew out a more honest, less inhibited side of myself. Although I rarely noticed her appearance, I can still picture what Heather was wearing that night. She had on tight blue jeans and a baby blue tank top with a tiny white flower pattern. The jeans accentuated her hips, which were easily her best feature. She was pretty but in a plain sort of way. Long, straight brown hair. A small chest. Always a bit of a tan. It was a typical sweltering summer night in central Japan, the last night of their trip, and we'd been out drinking and singing karaoke at a place down the street from my apartment. As we walked back to my place, I caught myself staring at Heather's hips as she walked in front of me. I'd seen her naked several times during our South American travels. She'd gotten to a point where she was so comfortable around me that she didn't even bother trying to find another room to change in. I could tell this immodesty bothered Matt, her long time boyfriend, who had also been on the trip. But Heather was either oblivious or just didn't care. Carlie was very different physically. She was short, with curly brown hair. Her glasses gave her a bit of a bookish quality. She was attractive in a sexy librarian sort of way. But the thing you couldn't help but notice about her was the enormous size of her breasts. For a petite girl like that, they were really something else. And she couldn't help but show them off. There was no way to hide them. On that night, she too was wearing a tank top, a ribbed white one, with an unbuttoned blue shortsleeve shirt on over it. She had on short khaki shorts that showed off her skinny legs. Heather joked that she looked like a shorter, slightly more Jewish Lara Croft (Lara Croftberg, she'd cracked). I had always been attracted to Carlie and was very up front about it when we first met. She had a boyfriend at the time (she always did) but she strung me along for a bit anyway, making me think we had a chance. We even kissed a few times. But I eventually realized that this was her M.O. I wasn't her type; she just liked being wanted. She liked that I liked her. Once I came to peace with that, I just moved on, and we transitioned into a very comfortable friendship. At the time of the Japan visit, all three of us were in relationships. Heather and Matt were going strong. Carlie was dating some older lawyer back home. And I was in a pretty exciting new relationship with a fellow ex-pat in Japan. So there really wasn't any noticeable sexual tension between us and there hadn't been for years. There was no reason to expect anything but another night of talking and laughter among old friends. When we got back to my apartment, I cranked up the wall-mounted AC unit, but it was still very hot and muggy. We cracked open a few 22 ounce Sapporos we'd picked up from the vending machine outside and drank them as we reminisced about Argentina and various other shared adventures we'd had of over the years. I sat on my twin bed while Heather and Carlie sat on their respective sleeping bags with their backs against the wall, each of us in a different corner of the small room. As it inevitably did, the conversation soon turned to sex. Repeating something she'd said in my presence many times over the years, Carlie complained that she was only capable of having an orgasm when she was on top (at least without manual stimulation). This was a constant source of frustration for her, as she considered herself to be far more sexually sophisticated than most girls her age. She'd been sexually active since she was 15 and had amassed an impressively long list of partners. As she usually did when this topic arose, Heather chimed in that she too found it easier to come on top, but that she could come in the missionary position too. In her words, "it just hits the right parts for me." But she added - which was news to me - that recently she'd be able to come pretty regularly while doing it doggie-style (a term she hated). She said that it was just a matter of angling her butt in the right way and that when she'd finally figured it out, it was a "eureka" moment. Upon hearing that, Carlie actually made Heather get onto all fours and demonstrate the right angle. My only real contribution to the discussion was to note that I'd rarely made a girl come in any position other than her on top, at least without using my hand to help. That seemed to make Carlie feel better. Next the conversation turned to porn. Both Heather and Carlie were curious what I thought of Japanese porn. They'd noticed the two VHS porn tapes sitting near my TV, loaners from one of my neighbors, which I hadn't bothered to hide because I knew these two would be the last two people on earth to be offended by them. I told them it was very hit or miss. Some of it was pretty sexy, but a lot of it was very weird and almost clinical. The Japanese practice of blurring out the genatalia was also very strange. You would think that watching pretty girls in tank tops graphically discussing sex, and even demonstrating various sexual positions, would get a bit of a rise out of me, get me a little hot under the collar. But it didn't. This was just par for the course with these two and I'd gotten used to it over the years. From there the subject somehow turned to our own bodies, and Heather mentioned that she and I had seen each other naked on several occasions during the South America trip. Carlie was a bit taken aback by that news. She had been with us only for the first half of that trip, when we were staying in hostels. She missed all of the time we'd spent on the tail end of the trip staying in cheap hotels where we'd often all crashed in the same room. Carlie liked nothing better than mentally undressing guys and speculating what they'd be like in bed. She did it all the time, in front of me, and given that we'd almost hooked up several times early in our friendship, I'm sure she'd gone through the same mental exercise with me on many an occasion. I think that's why it bugged her that Heather had seen the real thing. Carlie joked - semi-seriously - that it wasn't fair that Heather had gotten to see me naked and she hadn't. I responded that it was fair because Heather, unlike Carlie, had undressed in front of me several times. Without any hesitation, Carlie fired back: "So if I show you mine, you'll show me yours?" Though she had a smile on her face, I could tell she was serious. I had no doubt that if I was willing to whip out my cock, she'd show me her breasts - which I'd always wanted to see. At the same time, I was suddenly very self-conscious. This was a girl who often talked about the cock size of her ex-lovers and had clearly seen enough naked men in her day to be able to grade me along a pretty wide continuum. And I had no doubt that's exactly what she'd do if I showed her. As much as I wanted to see those breasts, part of me wanted to preserve the mystery and not just become another datapoint on her scale. So I stalled. "This isn't really a fair exchange," I said, "your parts don't change. They're always the same size, always ready to be displayed. But if I show my flaccid penis, you're not really seeing me at my best. And that'll be the image you'll always have in your head when you see me. It's bad enough that Heather's burdened with that." I grinned as I said it but I was dead serious. They both laughed at that, but Carlie wasn't so easily deterred. She raised her eyebrow: "So who said it had to be flaccid?" There was an uncomfortable pause as I struggled to catch up with her implication. "So what are you saying? That I should whip it out and start jerking off?" "I'm not saying you should do anything. I'm just saying I understand why you'd want to look your best." She looked over at the TV stand, "what if we put on one those pornos for a few minutes? That might do the trick, right?" Heather spoke up, grinning, "I'd like to watch one of those anyway, even if you don't want to show Carlie your dick." Still a bit flustered by the turn the conversation had taken, I got up and put in one of the videos. I figured this would at least buy me some time to get my thoughts together. The video I chose was actually a pretty good one, friendly Japanese stewardesses taking turns servicing first class customers on an airplane. It had a high production value and the girls were very attractive. The situations, while totally absurd, were pretty erotic. While I knew Heather and Carlie were no strangers to pornography, I could tell this was something new to them, and they were soon totally engrossed by it. Our prior conversation was forgotten, at least for the moment. A stewardess on the screen had finished sucking off the businessman in the front row and was now delicately applying a condom. After rolling it on, she matter-of-factly straddled him and they began to fuck, right in front of all the other passengers. Watching Carlie and Heather watch the screen, mesmerized, somehow amplified its effect. And I soon found myself with a raging erection. We'd been watching the movie for about 15 minutes and I could tell that they were prepared to let Carlie's early proposition drop, probably having sensed that it made me a little uncomfortable. But the truth was that if we were going to do this exchange, now was the time. My cock was as big as it was ever going to be. And watching the movie had only increased my desire to see Carlie's breasts, finally after all these years. Had I been completely sober, I'm virtually certain that I would not have done what I did next. But I wasn't sober. So I stood up and announced that I was ready. Heather and Carlie were so engrossed in the movie that it took them a few moments to understand what I was saying. But when it finally registered, Carlie smiled and said "Okay then, you go first. Show me your cock." I took a deep breath, steeled my nerves, and then pulled my shorts and boxers down to my knees in one motion. My cock sprang out of its confinement, and, to my satisfaction, stood rigid at a 45 degree angle from my stomach. I don't think my cock is anything more than average sized, but by my standards, this was as good as an erection got. Seeing an erect cock in such close quarters caused a momentary gasp from both Heather and Carlie, who were already pretty hot under the collar from watching the movie. As I stood there, stroking my cock gently to make sure it stayed hard, I spoke: "Alright, your turn, Carlie." Carlie just sat there staring at my cock, clearly struggling to fully process the situation. But after a moment, what I had said finally registered and she got to her knees. She slowly lifted her tank top above her breasts, without taking it all the way off. Her massive breasts were practically bursting out of her white silk bra. She then reached behind her back and undid the clasp, which caused the bra to fly off her chest like a rubber band. And there they were, in all of their glory. The two most perfect breasts I had ever seen (and have ever seen since). They were huge and round and so clearly natural. They were everything I had imagined them to be. Now you might think that, having fulfilled my end of the bargain, my instinct would have been to pull my shorts back up and cover up. That would have made sense. But for whatever reason, I just stood there the whole time, continuing to gently stroke my cock as I stared at her breasts. No one said anything for what seemed like minutes, but was probably just 30 seconds or so. Eventually Carlie lowered her tank top back down, but without the bra, the shape of her breasts and nipples were still clearly visible through the cotton shirt. Taking my cue from Carlie, I began reaching down for my shorts. It was then that Heather - whom I'd practically forgotten was in the room - broke the silence "Jake, I will give you a hundred dollars if you finish off what you are doing. I can tell you're close. Just come. I want to see it." "Hell yeah," was Carlie's enthusiastic response. "Me too. Count me in for a hundred." In that moment, between the alcohol and the sheer excitement of it all, my thoughts were a jumble. I did have a strong urge to finish what I'd started, but what if it could be more than that? Then something occurred to me and I blurted it out before my filters had time to kick in. "Keep your money," I said, "I'll do it for free if you do it too...if you make yourselves come." By the look on their faces, that was not the response they were anticipating. But they looked at each other for a few seconds - as if silently conversing - and then looked back at me. Heather spoke first: "You've got a deal." Without even waiting for Carlie to respond, she began unbuttoning her jeans and sliding them off to reveal a pair of baby blue cotton panties. By the time Carlie finally spoke, Heather already had her pants off. "Okay," she said "but no one touches anyone else. Agreed?" "Agreed" Heather and I both responded. With that, Carlie began taking off her shorts, revealing red thong panties. In the background, the movie - which had been playing the whole time - had reached a particularly intense scene. A man had a stewardess bent over a seat and was thrusting furiously as she moaned. The scene had caught all of our attention, and when I looked back across the room, both Heather and Carlie were wearing just their tank tops and panties, sitting with their backs to the wall. Both were stroking themselves through their panties. I let my shorts fall all the way to the floor and stepped out of them. I sat on the edge of my bed and continued to stroke my cock, wondering if I'd ever again be more turned on than I was at that moment. We continued like this for quite a while. I tried to pace myself, wanting to give the girls time to catch up. Both had increased their own pace significantly. Heather had moved her panties to the side and was stroking her clit directly. Carlie was moving her right arm so fast that the spaghetti strap on her tank top fell off her shoulder and the part of her shirt covering her right breast fell forward, exposing it completely. That was almost too much for me and I had to throttle back for a moment to keep from coming too soon. Having abandoned all modesty, I reached into my nightstand and pulled out a bottle of lube. I squirted a generous portion onto my hand and then went back to work. The squishing sound it made when I resumed stroking myself was clearly a turn on for the girls, who both let out stifled moans. Those moans seemed to break the silence, and, over the next few minutes, the sounds of the movie were slowly drowned out by the sounds in the room, grunts and moans and gasps coming from all three of us. Heather in particular was clearly getting very close. She had pulled her tank top up over her breasts and was touching her own nipples with her non-stroking hand. I'd seen her breasts before but not in anything close to this context. They were small, but very sexy, with large nipples. Again, I had to hold back to keep from coming. Then, abruptly, Heather sat up and removed her panties entirely. Once they were off her legs, she rolled over onto her knees and laid her head down on her pillow, thrusting her hips and ass into the air. I could see her hand between her legs, furiously stroking her pussy, which was now visibly wet. Even today, so many years later, that image of Heather's ass pointed up at me is burned into my mind. I can get an erection just thinking about it. And in that moment, when it was actually happening, I damn near lost my mind. As I stroked my cock, I looked at her. I could see her face on the pillow, her eyes closed. Then they opened and, for a moment, our eyes locked for the first time since this entire masturbation session began. Whether I interpreted her look correctly, I'm still not sure, but I convinced myself - in that moment that our eyes locked - that we both wanted the same thing. In that next moment, I did something that surprises me to this day. Without saying a word, I stood up, walked quickly across the room, knelt down behind her, and in one smooth motion drove my cock as far as it would go into Heather's pussy. The simultaneous gasp that came from both Heather and Carlie is difficult to describe. It was equal parts shock and excitement. And it made me freeze, with my cock buried to the hilt inside Heather. I just stood there, on my knees, my hands squeezing each of her ass cheeks, the insanity of what I'd just done only beginning to register. But that would only last a moment, because Heather finally managed to find her voice. She screamed "Oh god, fuck me, Jake!" And that was all the encouragement I needed. I started thrusting hard, slamming into her ass cheeks with each go. Within seconds, she had completely lost it and started cursing and screaming. "Fuck me." "Harder." "Just like that." She moved her hand away from her pussy and used both hands to brace herself against the wall. I could hear Carlie over my shoulder, out of breath, still stroking herself furiously. She kept repeating "Oh my god. I can't believe you're fucking. Oh my god." At one point she blurted out "this is the hottest thing I've ever seen." As Heather and I continued furiously fucking, I could tell she was getting close. Confirming my suspicion, her vocalizations changed. She panted, "Oh my god, I'm gonna come. He's going to make me come." A few seconds later, I felt her spasm on my cock and she screamed: "Oh fuuuucckkkkk!" That was all I could take. Remembering our original agreement, I pulled out of her at the last second and shot the single biggest load of cum I've ever produced in a series of arcing shots across Heather's back. Apparently the sight of me drenching Heather with cum was what finally put Carlie over the top, because I heard a gasp, followed moments later by Carlie screaming "holy fuuuucck" and then collapsing in a breathless heap. By then Heather had done the same. I rolled onto my ass and then laid down on my back next to Heather, staring at the droplets of sweat and cum dotting her back. Did It Really Happen? My head lined up with hers and I could see that her eyes were closed and she had a huge, exhausted grin on her face. When she finally opened her eyes, she looked right into mine. "That was...that was... unbelievable. I don't know what the hell came over you, Jake, but I'm glad it did." She paused and her expression became more serious. "But you know this can never happen again right? And Matt can never know." I nodded. She smiled again. "Alright then, help me get cleaned up now, will you?" ----- We didn't talk much after that. Just got ready for bed and retreated to our respective corners. I think we were all still trying to process what had happened. The next thing I remember was waking in the middle of the night. It was dark in the room and someone was laying next to me on the bed, kissing my neck and rubbing my cock through my boxers. It was Carlie. She whispered in my ear, "I couldn't let the night end without having my turn." I looked down. She was still wearing her tank top, but her panties were gone. She reached down and pull my boxers away as I raised my hips to help. Then she quietly crawled on top of me, straddling me. Reaching around, she expertly guided my cock inside of her. It slid in all the way with little resistance. She was so wet and warm. I stayed still, content to let her do all the moving. She moved like an expert, like someone who knew exactly what she wanted to do and had done it thousands of times before, bobbing up and down with both hands planted firmly on my bare chest. She was silent, moving slowly, rhythmically, her breasts bouncing beneath her shirt. She would kiss me a little, then sit upright and grind her hips as I palmed her ass. Then it was back to kissing. As her pace quickened, I grew more assertive. I began pulling up her tank top and she helped finish the job, tossing the shirt onto the floor. She was now completely naked, her spectacular breasts bobbing up and down inches from my face. I cupped them in my hands, relishing the unobstructed access. I buried my face in them, and then took her nipples into my mouth, one after the other. She was really moving now, sweating and panting. The bed was creaking. It had been such a slow build up that I didn't realize just how much noise we were now making. I looked across the room and saw that Heather was no longer asleep. She was sitting up on her sleeping bag, her back to the wall, watching us. Her legs were splayed out in front of her and she was touching herself. It was hard to tell in the dim lighting, but I was pretty sure she had no panties on. Carlie noticed too, and any attempt she had been making to keep the noise down was abandoned at that point. She was bouncing up and down on my cock, moaning, telling me to suck her tits. I was sitting upright, supporting her ass with my hands, alternating between kissing her and sucking on her nipples. It was unbelievable sex. But I didn't want it to end that way. I remembered our conversation earlier and was overcome by an sudden urge to take control, to lay her down and drill her hard until she came. I knew she was close. So I grabbed her around her back and spun her over. She wasn't expecting the sudden change of position, but I could tell she was excited by it. I wasted no time and immediately began pounding her in the missionary position. She wrapped her legs around my back and stretched her arms above her head, her breasts bouncing back and forth with each thrust. "Oh god, Jake," she was looking right into eyes. "Oh god, keep doing that...Oh god, you're fucking me so good. You're going to make me come." She was out of breath and clearly on the verge. Wanting a better angle, I took her legs and put my arms inside of them, pushing them high above her head and lifting her hips in the process. I started pounding even harder. That seemed to do the trick. "Oh god, Jake. Oh fuck. Oh it's gonna happen. Oh Jake. Oh fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!" As she spasmed on my cock, I knew I was about to come as well. Not knowing whether I should come inside her or not, I pulled out. Carlie immediately grabbed my cock and squeezed it, pointing it toward her breasts. "Oh f-f-fuucck!" I blurted out as shot my load across her tits and stomach. As I collapsed on top of Carlie, Heather began to clap and cheer, "Woohoo! That was a helluva show, you guys. Now I know how you felt earlier, Carlie." She laughed. "Holy shit, what are we doing?" Carlie and I couldn't help but laugh too. It was absurd. All of it. None of it made any sense. --- The next morning we slept in. Carlie and Heather had an afternoon flight to catch, but we were in no particular hurry. Carlie and Heather were slow to rouse themselves, so I decided to shower first. My apartment had a bit of an odd setup, at least by Western standards. There was no separate shower in the bathroom. The door to the bathroom was waterproof and the shower head was just on the wall, across from the toilet. The floor was tiled and there was a drain in the middle of the bathroom floor, so, the whole bathroom - sink, toilet, mirror, everything - was basically one big shower. I started the water to warm it up and had just finished brushing my teeth when the door opened. I was naked, so my initial instinct was to cover myself. But then I saw that it was Heather, and she was completely naked too. A second later, Carlie came in, also completely naked. I just stared, in disbelief, as they each took turns stepping into the shower stream, soaking their hair and bodies. The room was warm and quickly filling with steam, which only added to the surreal nature of the scene before my eyes. After she'd soaked her hair, Heather stepped toward me and gave me a soft kiss, her hand reaching up to gently cup by balls. After just a few seconds of that, I was hard as rock. Then she slowly lowered herself down to her knees and, before I knew it, my cock was in her mouth. I closed my eyes, not believing what was happening, and when I opened them again, Carlie was on her knees too. Heather let go and Carlie picked up where she left off, using both her hands and mouth with the skill of someone who took pride in giving a good head. Both maintained eye contact with me throughout, which made it so much more intimate. Heather cupped my balls and grabbed my ass as Carlie increased her pace. It was unbelievable, the kind of thing that doesn't seem realistic even in the world of porn, much less real life. My cock was rock hard, and as magical as this was, I was aching for more. I decided to take matters into my own hands. I bent down and lifted Carlie up by her arms. I then guided her toward the wall, positioning her back to me. Sensing my intentions, she bent down a little, extending her ass toward me. I quickly accepted the invitation, guiding my cock into her pussy from behind. As I grabbed her by the hips and began thrusting, I felt Heather press up against me from behind, her nipples pressing into my back and her arms threading through mine and caressing my chest. The water from the shower was hitting the back of my neck and splashing on both Heather and Carlie. It was the most sensual moment I've ever experienced, a true sensory overload. Mimicking Heather, I reach my arms around Carlie and began cupping her spectacular breasts as I continued to thrust into her. After a few minutes of that, I abruptly pulled out and spun around to face Heather. We began kissing passionately. I pushed her back a step until she had her back against the sink. Then I grabbed her ass with both hands and lifted her up onto the edge of the sink, with her back leaning against the fogged up mirror. The sink was the perfect height and a few seconds later I had penetrated her, causing her to gasp and let out an "oh fuucckk!" We continued to kiss, her arms fastened firmly around my neck for support as I thrust into her at a steady pace. This time it was Carlie who came up from behind and pressed her breasts against my back. She reached one arm around me and I could tell that she was using the other to finger herself. She whispered in my ear, "when you're ready, I want to finish you off." I wasn't sure what that meant but it sounded good. Before long, Heather was nearly screaming in pleasure, her vocalizations reverberating through the small room despite the loud roar of the water. "Fuck me, Jake! Make me come!" she belted out, repeatedly, in slight variations. When I looked down, I noticed that Carlie was using one of her thumbs to stroke Heather's clit, which I found spectacularly erotic. As far as I knew, it was the only intimate contact they'd ever had with one another. I could tell Heather was very close. So I pulled out and lifted her down, and then spun her around so her ass was sticking out at me and her hands were on the mirror. I entered her from behind and started fucking her as hard as I could, angling up with each thrust. She completely lost it, gasping and screaming. "Oh...fuuuuckk. Oh f-f-fuuuuckk. Oh god I'm commmmmminnggg!!" Her whole body shook as she grabbed on to the sink to keep from collapsing. Without pausing for even a second, I grabbed Carlie's arm and spun her around in front of me, bending her over the sink. I pulled out of Heather and a second later I was back inside of Carlie, thrusting wildly. In no time, she was on the verge of coming too. I cupped her tits and kissed her neck as I kept slamming into her from behind. She had shifted into filthy-talk mode, screaming at me to fuck her cunt and yelling "deeper" over and over. I drove my cock into her as deep as it would go and held it there for a second before pulling back and doing it again. This seemed to put her over the edge. She screamed that she was coming and then buckled in a spasm, causing my cock to fall out. Heather, who had recovered by now and was standing immediately to my left, used the opportunity to reach out and start stroking my still rock hard cock as I stood there and regained my breath. She kissed me gently as she continued to jerk me off. After thirty seconds or so, Carlie had recovered from her orgasm. She turned around and lowered herself down in front of me. I thought she was going to put my cock back in her mouth, but she stopped before she got that far down. Instead, she used her hands to lift her breasts and sandwich my cock in between them. Then she started moving up and down, letting me fuck her tits. I was certain she'd done this before because her technique was masterful. I've never experienced anything like it - before or since. I'd been more or less silent throughout this entire shower episode, but this was just too much for me. "Oooooh f-f-ffuck, Carlie" I blurted out. Sensing I was about to blow my load and not wanting to be a mere bystander, Heather got on to her knees and moved in alongside Carlie. The sight of Heather staring up at me, the water pouring off her glistening, naked body, it pushed me over the edge. I reached for my cock, grabbing it just as the cum started to flow. Both Carlie and Heather maneuvered to get underneath. The first wave caught the side of Carlie's chin and fell onto her tits. I aimed the second burst toward Heather, hitting her squarely in the mouth and nose and causing her to squeal and grin. "Holy shit," Carlie said, "that was so fucking hot." She too started to laugh. Completely spent, and with I'm sure the world's biggest shit-eating grin on my face, I sat down on the closed toilet lid and leaned back, watching these two unbelievably sexy women wash my cum off their faces in the shower. As I sat there admiring the view, a wave of regret washed over me, as I realized - correctly it would turn out - that I was unlikely ever to experience anything like this again my life, not with these two girls, not with anyone. As we were getting dressed to go to the airport, we all promised each other that we would never talk about what had happened, not to our future spouses or significant others, not to anyone. And I never have, at least, until now. Did It Really Happen? "This will wash away the liquid that kept you from ejaculating," she whispered. Then Miriam fastened her mouth on my sac and engulfed my testicles. Ruth and Emma ran their lips and tongues along side my shaft. Occasionally Ruth and Emma would cover my rock hard tool with their mouth passing it back and forth between them. Then I felt in happening. I could the surge in my loins and I watched as the white liquid spewed from the penile opening. It was like a geyser as the hot liquid shot four or five feet into the air and landed back on my stomach and pubic area. It seemed as if it would never end as stream after stream rocketed into the air. Miriam, Emma and Ruth were like three puppy dogs competing for every drop of milk. Their mouths and tongues were all over my belly and pubes as they gobbled up every trace of man seed. Emma took the shaft, now oozing substance from the tiny slit, onto her mouth and sucked it dry. Then she traded kisses with Miriam and Ruth sharing her milky reward. I was unable to move as my ejaculation of mass proportion had left me weaker than I ever remembered. "Pick up the quilts it's time for bed now. Nate will sleep in my bed tonight," Miriam said. I was helped to my feet and then I was led to Miriam's room. Emma left a quilt on Miriam's bed and then she and Ruth went to their own rooms. "Rest now and we will have sex in the morning," Miriam whispered the last words I heard that night. THE MORNING AFTER I woke up the next morning with my normal morning stiff before I emptied my bladder. I had often made love to women in the morning before I relieved myself as it would allow me to pleasure them to no end. I then realized that Miriam had a hold of my shaft and was stroking it as I woke up. "Ah good, you're awake! I have been waiting for you to arise and now you will make love to me again," Miriam announced. I rolled over on top of her and she guided my morning woody into her warm moist recess. All of a sudden I wanted to thoroughly pleasure this woman and make her beg me to stop when she could no longer orgasm. I moved rapidly sliding my shaft in and out of her womb filling her completely and remaining in constant contact with her hard sensitive pearl. Miriam seemed insatiable as I tried to pound her into submission. She cried out and her body thrashed about causing me to slam my hips into her. We acted like two animals in the wild racing toward their orgasms only mine would be curtailed again this time by my full bladder. Finally I realized my objective as Miriam twisted, thrust, screamed and then collapsed when she reached her crescendo. My shaft floated in her womb surrounded by a sea of female love juice. I remained still on top of her for a few seconds even though the need to urinate was stronger than ever. "Now go to Ruth and Emma and pleasure them as you did me," Miriam directed. I really needed to relieve myself soon as I felt my bladder would explode if I didn't. I still don't know how I made it through that morning without an accident but I was able to survive. First it was Ruth and then Emma. It was a repeat performance with them as it had been with Miriam. When I finished with Emma I dashed from her room and looked for a bathroom then I realized that one did not exist. I remembered the outhouse and I raced to it to relieve the intense pressure in my bladder. There was no time to try and locate my clothes so I ran naked across the frozen ground to the out building. Once inside I closed the door and welcomed the warmth of the outhouse as I stood over the opening and urinated into the deep hole. I must have stood there for at least five minutes and I thought about the women's husband Jacob. He must have died of a heart attack at the hands of his three insatiable wives. Even at my age what I had just experienced put a strain on my youthful body. I finished relieving myself and dashed back to the house from the out building. Once inside I stood naked by the fireplace to get warm. I noticed that there were two large pots of hot water on the wood burning stove. "Nate, please come over here and we will prepare a bath for you," Emma said. All three of them were still naked and their bodies looked ravishing. How was it that ladies of this age could look so good? Why did they have such a sex drive? I walked over to a large tub that sat on four legs. Emma poured the water into the tub and then I was instructed to sit in it. The water temperature was perfect for a bath and then Ruth added more water. The three of them began to wash my body and they left no area untouched. They had me stand in the tub and washed my buttocks and genitals. Within minutes I was stiff again and my shaft stood out proudly from my body. I was told to step out of the tub and then Miriam and Emma dried me with large soft towels. Ruth left the room but she was back shortly with the quilts and she spread them on the floor. The three of them then guided me over to the quilts and Emma got on all fours. I looked at her lovely bottom and wondered if I would be allowed to penetrate her nether hole once again. "Nate, you will now have the pleasure with us again. You may use either of our orifices however you must not deposit your seed in us. You will shoot your creamy release on our bodies. Do you understand?" Miriam explained. I just nodded as I was anxious to get my porker back in these ladies. Ruth greased up Emma's rear passage with the lard but I was instructed to first enter Emma's womb. After several minutes of penetrating Emma's vagina from behind I pulled out and positioned my steel hard shaft at the entrance to Emma's dark passage. I pushed my hips forward and eased my rod into her nether hole. Emma emitted a gasp as she was penetrated and I slid all the way in. It only took a few more minutes before I felt my testicles tighten just before my ejaculation. I pulled my porker from her bottom and sprayed my milky thick cream all over her buttocks. Ruth and Miriam were there to lick up every drop of man seed from Emma's lovely derriere. The Ruth took Emma's place and the scene was replayed this time with me shooting on Ruth's shapely bottom. This time it was Miriam and Emma lapping up all the creamy liquid. Finally Miriam took her position in front of me and I repeated my performance. It took quite awhile this time before I ejaculated and I loved every minute that I was buried in Miriam's rear hole. I caressed her curvy bottom as my rod moved in and out of her. Then it was time and I sprayed her lovely bottom cheeks with another large release. Emma and Ruth were there to lap up the creamy treat. EPILOGUE After the morning sex I was given my clothes and allowed to dress. The ladies made breakfast and after breakfast I left the house. I offered to get them free ski passes if they chose to go skiing that day. They thanked me and then sent me on my way. I checked the hour and it was almost time to check in at the ski school. I was only a few minutes from the ski area so I reported on time. I was in the same clothes that I had worn the day before but that was not a new thing. I had spent the night with girls before and returned the next day in the same clothes. Others had done the same thing so it was never a big deal with the instructors. "Good morning Tess, sleep well?" I asked as I entered the ski school area. I noticed that no one else was there so I patted Tess on her curvy bottom as I greeted her. "Good morning Nate, interesting night?" Tess countered as she checked out my clothes. "Yeah, not bad," I replied. I stored my gear and then asked what was on the agenda for the day. It was going to be slow so I would be able to get some skiing in before any lessons. There was nothing scheduled which was typical for this time of year but there was always the possibility of walk-in requests. "Hey Tess that lesson yesterday didn't turn out too bad." "Which one was that Nate? Wait you only had one lesson yesterday." "No I had two. Remember the three older ladies in the afternoon?" "Nate there was no lesson yesterday afternoon. I have nothing on the log and you checked out at two o'clock. Did you hit your head skiing?" Tess replied and laughed. I checked the log and she was right there was nothing in it. Not satisfied I went over to rental and looked at yesterday's waiver forms. There were no forms for Miriam, Ruth and Emma. What the hell was going on? I decided to do some skiing to clear my head. There was no way I could have imagined the ski lesson or the intense sex afterward. I was still in the same clothes so if I didn't stay with the ladies, where was I last night? I spent the morning skiing by myself and trying to replay the entire encounter. I tortured myself as I struggled with the absence of evidence that the ladies were ever at the ski area. I skied back to the ski school about 1:00 PM since Tess had never paged me. "Nate we have nothing going on today. You can leave if you like," Tess told me. I decided to leave when Tess offered and I drove right to the ladies farm house. Sure enough it was there but there was also a for sale sign in the front yard. I had not noticed the sign yesterday. As I pulled into the driveway I spotted another car. The ladies did not own a car so I wondered who it belonged to. Was it possible that they had another man in the house with them? As insatiable as they had behaved it would not have surprised me. I parked my car and got out and just then another man stepped out of the house. "Hi can I help you?" the man asked. "Do you live here? I asked. The man laughed and answered, "Heavens no, I'm Don Hall the realtor. Are you interested in the property?" "I thought that three ladies lived here. I must be mistaken," I replied cautiously. "They used to. About a year ago three ladies and their husband lived here.' "What happened to them?" "Well it seems that the ladies were all married to the same husband. Apparently their church allowed that. It is told that the ladies had a thing going with some young man who worked over at the ski area. Every time their husband was away the young man would visit the ladies. One day the husband came home and caught the four of them in a very compromising situation. He got the shotgun and killed all four of them and then he turned the gun on himself." "Wow that's some story," I said hardly believing what I heard and then I asked, "So no one had lived here since?" "Nope, the property was left to the church but the church denounced the family and put it up for sale. It's been on the market a year now. Interested? It's a bargain," the realtor stated. "Probably not, I'm in graduate school and only working part time," I told him. "Are you renting a place? If so you could rent this with an option to buy. We could work out a deal where you would pay the same rent that you're paying now," he offered. "That's tempting; I'll have to think about it. Are there ghosts here I'm a little superstitious?" Don laughed out loud and replied, "Not that I have met," and then he added, "I'll tell you what, why don't you stay here one night and see for yourself." "Really, can I?" "Sure, I'll just need to have you sign a liability waiver and you can stay," Don offered and then he invited me in to see the place. I walked around with Don and to my surprised the house had electricity and plumbing. It was nicely appointed and every room was where I had recalled it from the night before. "Is there anything wrong?" Don asked. "No it is just odd that it seems I have been here before. Did the house always have electric and bathrooms?" I inquired. "Yes but I understand that the previous family didn't use them. In fact there is still an outhouse out back. I think it was a religious thing or something like that,' he told me and then said, "Look around a little bit and I'll draw up the waiver agreement." I walked through the house and I entered one of the bedrooms. As I stood there I heard Miriam's distant voice. "Nate, come back to us. Stay with us Nate." Chills ran through my body and I left the bedroom. Then the same thing happened in the other two bedrooms but this time it was Emma's and Ruth's voice. I went downstairs to Don and looked at him. "Are you okay? It looks like you have seen a ghost," he said and then he laughed and added, "Just busting you boy. Here sign this and you can stay here anytime this week." "I changed my mind about staying," I replied and I noticed the disappointment in Don's face, "I have decided to take the property on a rent to buy option." Don's face lit up and he said, "That's great. Follow me back to my office and we'll get the papers signed." As I left the house I heard the three distant voices, "We will be here waiting for you Nate."