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Jan

By: Harvey503



All of my stories are dreams. I have had these dreams most of my life and finally decided to start putting them down for others to enjoy as much as I do. These have not happened, and do not reflect on any of my friends. They are just dreams.

Jan was a friend of a friend of mine and had been after me to work on her computer for quite a while. She is in her late fifties, early sixties and she was having difficulty understanding some of the functions and shortcuts. Since I am almost 50, we are about the same age.

I finally agreed to go to her house and hold instructions and show her how to do cleanups and keep the system working as best it can.

I arrived at about 5 p.m., and she took me to her room where she had everything set up. She lives alone, so she does not use all of her two bedroom house. She keeps everything located in a central location, her room.

I started by going through the simple stuff and moved into the Internet. She asks me to help her with a Web Site that a friend of hers told her about.

It turned out to be a Porn Site, and she wanted me to show her how to view all of the movies and photos, so I did. One photo was about a lady sucking a very large dick, and she said that she wished she could find one like that, and I kind of mentioned that I thought that mine was bigger than that, which got her attention.

We kept going through the Internet, but somehow kept coming back to the same porn site, so I started checking out her Camera that she had mounted on the top of the monitor.

I ask if it worked, and she said that she had never tried it, so I started working with it. It took about 10 minutes to figure out the program, and I got it working. I turned it on and had her picture on the screen before I told her it was working. When she ask me about it, I showed her the screen, which took her by surprise. She did not know it would do that.

She then started asking questions like; who could see the pictures, how did you get them developed, what type pictures would the develop and the such. I explained that no one could see the pictures unless the were at her computer, nothing needs developing, and that she can photo anything she wanted, either in still, or moving. She could even moon the camera if she wanted, and no one would ever know.

When I told her this, she just looked at me, took off her blouse and bra, and started 'jiggling' in front of the camera. Then she burst out laughing and said that she had always wanted to do that.

I started explaining how to use the program, but t was kind of hard not to notice that she did not put back on her blouse. She had told me that she had been a Stewardess with American Airlines in her younger years until she had a car accident and had to retire with a broken neck, and she still had a pretty good looking body, in spite of her age. When I commented on this, she said that she still worked out three times a week, and thanked me for noticing.

Now she knows that I have given our mutual friend several back rubs and neck rubs in the past (she won't let me rub anything else) and I thought I knew where she was going when she ask me about rubbing her leg. She had been limping earlier, and had a large bruise located on the side of her thigh.

She was wearing loose fitting shorts, so I told her I would take a look at it. As I was touching her leg, I noticed that her skin was soft and felt like fine silk. He leg was finely shaped and as I was checking it out, I could not help looking up to the top of the leg. To my delight, she was not wearing any panties.

She ask me if I could message it if she got undress and laid on the bed, so I joking said, " How about if I give you the full treatment?" to which she said that it sounded good to her. It had been about 5 years since she had any type of sex and I could do what I wanted as long as I was gentle and did not hurt her too much.

Well, you know me, I did not have to be told twice. I figured that since she was a good friend of a good friend of mine, she was Ok.

I had her take a hot shower. During which, I got undressed and stood by her and washed her thoroughly. Then I dried her of, very carefully, took her to the bed and proceeded to rub the problem leg.

The whole time I was drying her off, she was looking down at my dick, saying, "O my god." Over and over again. I am only a little over 8 inches, but it is 2 1/2 inches wide and this makes it look a lot larger.

After I worked on her leg for about 15 minutes, I started stretching her leg muscles by bending the leg and pushing the knee up to her chest. I then took my hand and rubbed down the back of the leg to stretch the muscle, but did not stop when I got to the pubic area.

Each time my hand would get to that point, would insert one or two fingers in as far as I could. Her pussy was very tight. I guess after 5 years of non-use, it starts to shrink, so I worked it very carefully until I could get two fingers all the way in.

Then I started the Yonnie Message that I had learned from the Tantra, the Tibetan version of the Kama Sutra.

I used my right hand to separate the lips and slowly messaged each of the with a slow circular motion. I took my left hand and started slowly rubbing the public area, working down to the clit. The pubic hair was a soft 'mousy' brown with grey and black mixed in. It was straight, not curly, and each hair was laying perfectly in line as if it had been combed. After about 5 minutes of this, the hairs started getting moist and the sweet smell of musk started to fill the room. When I could feel the heat start coming from her Pussy, I knew she was ready to start the message.

I used my right had to work the lips and to penetrate into the vagina area, occasionally rubbing the asshole area, using the pussy juices to lubricate it.

My left had was concentrating on making the clit stand erect and to keep up with the movement that she had started with her hips. As I worked the vagina, I continued to slowly stretch the opening and after about 15 minutes, and two very hard orgasms on her part, I managed to get three fingers all the way in. (which for my double x large hands, that is quite a bit)

At this point, I deviated from the actual Yonnie instructions, and started licking her clit. She was fantastic too. You could smell the hot pussy all through her public hairs and she cum tasted like honey. That is one taste that I will never get too much of.

As I was eating her pussy, I took my right index finger and started working it into her asshole. As she started gyrating her hips and working to another orgasm, I started working my finger further in, and started finger fucking her asshole as I was enjoying a fantastic meal of hot pussy. When she came this time, she almost broke my neck.

She wrapped both of her legs around my head and grabbed a handful of hair and started pushing my face deeper into her pussy. Then she started to buck and gyrate her hips so hard I thought that we were going to bounce off the bed.

When she finally came, it was extremely hard. Afterward she just lay there not moving. After I got myself untangled from her legs and got her to release my hair, I checked to see if she was Ok..

She just lay there and smiled, then said that I had better get that big dick in her pretty soon because she was almost wore out.

So I positioned her legs and took a sitting position between them. Then I slowly, and gently put the nipple of my dick in the opening of her pussy. Then I very slowly, started working it back and forth until I got about an inch inside.

While I was doing this, I started rubbing her clit again with my left hand. As soon as I got a little more in, I noticed that her nipples were almost as hard as my dick, so I started rubbing them with my right hand. Every once in a while, I would lean over and suck on one of the nipples, this put me a position that allowed me to work my dick in a little further.

I must have of fucked her for about 20 minutes when she told me that she was coming again. I had only gotten about 4 1/2 inches of my 8 inches in, but with my dick being so wide (2 1/2 inches) I was lucky to get that much in.

Started pumping her with what I had, and she started saying "O my god" over and over again, each time a little bit louder, until I thought sure the neighbors were going to come over and check on her soon.

Now, when I cum, my dick increases size every time it pulses, so when I came, she went crazy and almost came up off the bed. This caused her to cum again, this time she was shaking all over.

After we lay there for a few minutes, I got a pan of warm soapy water and slowly washed her off. She was very tender around the pubic area, and it was all red, with signs of a little bleeding.

All the time I was washing her off, she was telling me that this was the first time she had ever had multiple orgasms in her life, and she thought it was the most fantastic experience she had had in a very long time.

As I washed her off, she drifted off to sleep, so I took a quick shower, dressed and kissed her on the forehead before I left.

I received an E-mail from her the next day saying that she was looking forward to the next lesson, but it might not be for a week or so. (She was still very sore) 

I must say that I'm looking forward to it myself.

Jan



I stood at the bus station and waited patiently for Jan's bus to arrive. Looking at the clock and the road, the bus was late and I had to go to the bathroom so bad. I didn't want to go and let Jan think I didn't show up. So, I wiggled and walked and hopped from one foot to the other, praying she'd get here soon. 

I'd tighten my legs then release them. I did that for ten minutes. It helped, but in seconds, my full bladder would be hurting again. I stepped behind a sign and, like a child that had to go pee and couldn't, I'd tuck my hands between my legs and cup myself and cross my legs, praying she'd get here so I could rush to the restroom and get some relief. 

Closing my eyes, I gripped harder and found my fingers under my panties. Letting a single finger slide up and down my wet pussy, I wasn't sure if it was wet from excitement or from me having to pee. Out the corner of my eye, I see the bus pull up, ran for the bus and for a few minutes forgot that I had to go. Watching people exit the bus, I saw an elderly lady exiting very slowly, one cautious step at a time. Next came a little girl, stopping at each step and hopping from one step to the other.

I felt the fullness of my bladder return, praying Jan would be next. I saw her step up to the top step and slowly step down, one step at a time. The breeze catching her skirt and it flipping up just letting you catch a glimpse of her white panties. Once again, I forgot my needs and rushed to Jan as she stepped off the bus.

Wrapping my arms around her neck, I hugged her. Then again my needs flooded back I whispered in her ear, "Good Christ, girl, hurry. Get your bags. I have to pee!"

Grabbing her bag we took off running to the restroom. I pushed open the door and headed for the only stall available. It was the handicap one. Not being able to wait I swung open the door and went inside, with Jan right behind me.

We continued talking and, out of the blue, Jan knelt to her knees, reached under my skirt, slipped her fingers in the waistband of my panties and yanked them to my ankles. I sat and we continued to talk as if nothing was unusual. She sat on the floor in the corner and just looked at me and smiled. Leaning back against the wall, she continued to talk as she brought her knees up and rested her arms on them.

Her hands doing motions as she talked, I couldn't help but notice the patch of white material between her legs, her panties pulling snug against her pussy. I could see the outline of her pussy lips and thought how sexy she was just sitting on the bathroom floor. Snapping out of my fog, I noticed Jan smiling at me.

"What are you smiling at, sweetie?" I asked Jan.

Jan sat up, put her hands on my cheeks and kissed me on the mouth. Her tongue found mine and we kissed forever, it seemed. I kicked my panties off, spread my legs and let her come closer on her knees. After we stopped kissing, she leaned back and said, "I wanted to do that ever since I got off the bus."

Smiling, I closed my eyes and whispered, "You slut! You make me so fucking horny when you surprise me with things."

We both laughed and I finished my business and got off the pot. As quickly as she had pulled them down, she was there at my ankles putting my panties on and pulling them up. Looking me in the eyes as she did and when they were up she slid her fingers in the legs and gripped my ass and pulled me tight against her. I wrapped my hands around her head and held her tight to me, as well.

Letting go, we opened the door and started to wash our hands, not saying a word. I looked at her in the mirror and thought,˜Wow, what a beautiful woman she is" I caught her looking back at me, with a sexy smile on her face. We both dropped our heads and walked out. 

We ran to the car and got in, laughing at what had just happened but it wasn't that funny. It was more erotic than anything. With my heart banging against my chest, I could see her breast rise and fall with her heavy breathing. I couldn't take it anymore and I knew she couldn't either. I leaned over and kissed her.

Her hands cupped the back of my neck and she pulled me tight to her lips, kissing me hard, forcing her tongue between my lips and into my mouth once again. Moaning, I gave in to her kisses and let the feeling overcome me. I felt her hand slip down my neck and over the top of my right breast.

I just relaxed and opened my mouth; I wanted her tongue in my mouth like a man's cock. I wanted to take her in, suck her and hear her moan. I could hear horns as cars and trucks went by, but we couldn't stop; we didn't want to. Her hand fumbled with my blouse and I pulled away laughing.

"Jan, not here. We can't do this here!"

Looking at her, I had to close my eyes. Jan had this power over me; she always had. I took a deep breath as she undid my blouse, never saying a word. The cars were still going by and horns were blowing; it was 4 p.m., heavy traffic. Her hand slipped in my bra and found my nipple. Moaning, I put my hand on hers. Taking a deep breath, I opened my eyes and she was smiling.

"God, I love fucking with you," she said. "You're so damned easy. You'd do anything I asked."

She knew me so well, my desires, my needs and wants. This was not the first time we'd been together. And as she says every time we get together, she said again, "Kiss me slut, you're mine."

Taking her hand out of my bra I opened my eyes and smiled. Cursing her, I said, "You bitch! You make me so fucking horny."

We both laughed. Jan looked at me and said, "Let's take our tops off and ride home, give these truckers a thrill."

So, before we got on the road again, we took our tops off. My right breast and nipple was red and hard from her play. She leaned over and rubbed my breast then sucked the nipple in her mouth.

I screamed at her to stop. "Jan, for fuck's sake stop. You're gonna cause an accident or I'm gonna cum."

She sat back in her seat and smiled. "We wouldn't want that! Not yet, anyway!"

Swallowing hard, I started the car and we drove off. My nipples were hard and when I looked at hers, they were too. It was hard to concentrate on driving; I wanted to touch her. I knew what she liked and what she liked me to do. Jan told me to stop and let her drive. I knew what she wanted.

I stopped the car and looked at Jan. I got out of the car and walked around to the other side. As I approached the door Jan was removing her panties, I knew we'd never make it home before we'd cum. I stood by the door watching and smiling, seeing Jan's legs spread as she slid over the center column her pussy wet and shiny. I wanted to bury my face in her, taste her and smell her.

I opened the door and Jan said, "Take off your panties and leave them there beside the road."

As cars went by, I hauled up my skirt, not caring anymore. I pulled down my panties, kicked them high in the air and hopped in the car. Jan leaned over and put her hand on my thigh, moved her hand up and barely touched me. Her lips kissed my nipple and then sucked it in her mouth as her finger slipped inside my wet, aching pussy.

I moaned as I reached for Jan's breasts; they hung down as she leaned to suck my nipple. Her nipples were hard and huge, and I tugged on them as if I was milking her. With each tug, she'd moan and shove her finger deeper in me. We were too far gone to care who went by or saw us. All we wanted was each other; it had been almost a year since we had been together.

I leaned back in my seat and Jan was on her knees, straddling my lap. Her lips pressed hard against mine. My hands found the hem of her skirt as I moved it up, exposing her tanned thighs and shaven mound. I slid my hands up her thighs to her hips, cupped her ass and slid my hand under her hips to just barely tease her wet cunt.

She wiggled and moaned as my fingers just barely touched her. She arched her back, giving me more room to slip my fingers in. She was rocking on my hand as I sucked her nipple in my mouth. The harder I sucked, the faster she rode my fingers. Her hand slipped between us and I stopped for a second as her finger found my clit.

Taking a deep breath, I put my head back and felt her finger as it rubbed my clit. Then, her hand slipped down between my legs and cupped me. I moaned as she parted my lips and then shoved two fingers hard in me. 

She leaned in and whispered in my ear, "I've got a present for you later; this is only a taste of what you have coming. I'm gonna fuck you hard later, girl."

Then she rubbed me and demanded I cum as her fingers worked me.

It wasn't a hard thing to do; I was ready and she knew I loved to be fucked and kissed at the same time. It took me over the edge fast. I moaned as her tongue toyed with mine. Her tongue fucked my mouth as hard as a man's cock. I felt my lips bruising from her hard kisses, not caring as I moaned, her tongue going deep in my mouth as I came on her hand as she had told me to.

I reached for her breast and hard nipples; I wanted to suck them and I wanted to make her cum. Biting her nipple and hearing her moan turned me on. As I sucked harder, my hand went to her waist, I bit hard on her nipple and she backed up. 

Looking at her, I said,"Stand up"!

As she held the back of the seat and stood, I guided her with my hands on her hips to keep her balance. Looking up, her nipples were hard and red from my pinching and sucking them. I lowered my eyes as she stood looking, first at her tummy, then her bellybutton. There, only inches from my face, was what I had wanted.

I could see the wetness on her thighs, and her swollen clit as it peeked out between the soft folds of her lips. Her hands went on the windshield behind her. Arching her hips forward at me, with my fingers I gently parted her pussy lips and gasped at the sight of her swollen clit, wet and hard.

I leaned in and kissed her shaven mound, then my tongue reached for her clit. First, I sucked her clit then ran my tongue down between her pussy lips. Moaning, as I sucked her lips in my mouth and then her hard clit. She moaned as I nibbled on her clit then tried to shove my tongue deep in her wet pussy. I laid the seat back in the flat position, and she straddled my chest, pulling on my nipples. 

She said, "Now, girl, fuck me with your tongue."

Then she moved up and I buried my face in her pussy. My tongue darting in and out of her with long slow licks from her asshole to her clit. I loved making her scream for me to make her cum, I could hardly breathe as she sat on my face and demanded I fuck her till she came on my tongue.

I reached up and grabbed her nipples tugging them and twisting them. I knew she was close; she was rocking on my face and fucking my tongue. Her hand reached behind her and found my clit. I knew I'd wouldn't hold out long. So I shoved my tongue in and out and sucked her clit.

She rocked harder and screamed,I'm cumming, ohhhhhhh gawd, I'm cummmmmmmmmingg.

I felt her juices as they spilled in my mouth and down the sides of my face. God how I missed the way she cums so hard and so much. Then, losing myself in her hand, I started to raise my hips as her fingers found their way deep in me.

I moaned and could feel my insides starting to explode as her fingers massaged my cunt. As I began to cum I sucked her clit hard and felt her cum again. I had missed the way she smelt and tasted, and I'd forgotten how good we were together. Her lips touched mine and I felt my body explode again just from her kiss.

When we caught our breath and could think I was happy we were on a side road and there was no traffic. I don't think we would have noticed either way. Jan is a beautiful, sexy woman, dark hair, with eyes just as dark, but loving. She's gentle till you get her as they say: "behind closed doors". I watched her as she dressed, trying to get dressed myself.

I leaned over and looking her in the eyes, slowly buttoned her blouse, leaving the top three down so I could see the tops of her breast. As I sat there watching her she smiled, with an expression of wonder on her face.

" What?!" I asked.

"You gonna get dressed?" 

Laughing I hurried and dressed and we were on our way. As we drove I asked her what she had planned for tonight. 

Her response was, "Look in my little black suitcase."

I reached for it brought it up front on my lap. As I opened it, I gasped and looked at Jan. 

"Are you kidding me, girl?" I said.

She just smiled and said, "I told you I was gonna fuck you hard, tonight.



Jan



Jan sat on the side of the bed in her robe rubbing the side of her face and silently cried while Matt took a shower in the other room. He returned shortly and looked down at his wife; the tears running down her face. The anger that masked his face sent dread into her heart.

"Just stop it or I'll really give you something to cry about!" he yelled at her. "I'm not a fag like Steve next door. I don't ever want you to ask me that again! It's disgusting and filthy!" He reached down and grabbed her upper arms drawing her off the bed, giving her a hard shake before throwing her to the floor in disgust. "Sleep on the couch; you're not getting into my bed as long as you act like a whore!"

Jan cringed in fear before scrambling up and fleeing the room. She ran for the living room and the safety of the couch; hopefully away from his anger. They'd only been married for two years and, yet, now, she didn't know Matt at all. She rubbed her arms sure that there would be new bruises there to match the ones everywhere else on her body.

The evening had started fine. She had made a delicious dinner, he had enjoyed it; they laughed and talked. Afterwards, Matt had put on some music and insisted on dancing; then kissed her passionately pressing her hard against his body. He led her to their bed and started to get undressed. Told her to get undressed; in the whole time they had been married, he had never once undressed her.

She wanted to suck his cock, but had been told enough times that as long as she had a cunt there was no need for a mouth. Then she had asked him to fuck her ass; Jan had always loved anal sex before she had met him. That's when Matt flew into a rage and backhanded her across the mouth splitting her lip and sent her sprawling onto the carpet. He came over and violently spread her knees apart and plunged his hard cock into her. She didn't have much moisture and it hurt; she bit her tongue so she wouldn't scream out in pain. He came swiftly, got up and left to take a shower before going to bed.

Jan sat for a long time before finally hearing him snore. She got up and cinched the tie of her robe; she was still naked underneath. She knew she couldn't go back into the bedroom to get any clothes without waking him up. She wandered into the kitchen and looked out the window; either Steve or Jason was up because there was a light on in the window. She had to go and swiftly.

Fear gripping her every step; she listened and he was still snoring. The blood pounding in her ears from her quickened heart she crossed to the back door. Silently she unlocked and opened it, listened once again, and just as silently closed it and made her way through the alley that separated the properties. If they didn't help her, then she didn't know what she was going to do.

Steve heard the insistent knocking on the back door and opened it.

"Oh my God Jan, what happened?"

"Steve please let me in; I can't take the beatings anymore!" she pleaded.

"Get in here girl. That pig did this to you?" he asked as he closed and locked the door.

Steve gathered her into his arms while she cried on his shoulder; he could feel her body tremble. He guided her into the living room and yelled for Jason. Jason dashed down in just his briefs and assessed the situation quickly.

"If you guys can't help me, I'm lost," cried Jan. "I don't have anywhere or anyone I can turn to."

Jason picked up the phone and punched in some numbers and then waited silently. "Jim please; tell him it's Jason Brown." He looked at Jan and placed his hand on her head, "It'll be okay Jan; we'll help."

Steve still held her while Jason started pacing waiting for Jim to answer. "Hi Jim; it's Jason. We need your help man. Our pig of a neighbor just beat his wife up again. She's here at our house. Can you come here? Thanks; we'll see you in a bit." He pushed the button to turn off the phone.

"Steve; take Jan upstairs and I'll fix her some tea and wait for Jim," he said as he headed for the kitchen. He could hear Steve helping her up the stairs while he put the kettle on. He looked out across the alley at the darkened house and cursed himself for not trying to help her sooner; he had seen her bruised so many times and had never offered help.

The kettle started to whistle and he turned the burner off; began preparing Jan a cup of tea. Jason had just poured the water over the teabag when he heard a knock at the front door. He crossed quickly to the door and checked the peephole; Jim was standing there and he could make out his cruiser parked out front. He quickly opened the door and motioned for Jim to step inside. He informed him what he knew and what he had suspected for so long now.

"Let me get her tea and take you upstairs to meet her; she's pretty upset and scared," he said as he went back into the kitchen. Jim waited and then followed him upstairs.

Steve was sitting on the bed holding Jan. Her long chestnut hair covered her face as she at the side wall.

"Jan; this is Jim, a friend of ours, and he'll be able to help you. Here's some tea honey," said Jason as he gently gave her the cup.

Jan nodded her head, reached out and took the cup, looked up and then immediately dropped it. "Oh my God!" was all she whispered. She buried her face in her hands and started to cry yet again.

Jim stared at the despondent woman that Jason was talking to. When she lifted her face to look at him, his stomach sank. He knew her and knew her well. She had been his lover only three years ago. He walked over avoiding the spilt tea and gently removed her hands from her face, but she wouldn't look at him. He noticed the forming bruise on her face and her split lip.

Jim gently lifted her chin and looked into her anguished eyes, "Oh Jan," he whispered softly. "How could anyone ever do this to you? Tell me everything."

Steve and Jason looked on in bewilderment at Jim. Once Jan started to speak, she told them everything from the time she was married up to and including his viscous attack of her tonight.

Jim reached out to Jan with his strong arms and stood her up. "Jan; undo your robe and let me see."

Jan's hands trembled as she undid the sash and opened the robe letting it fall to the floor. Her body was covered with bruises; some black, some blue and others yellowish in color that were trying to heal. Jim stepped around her to see and her backside was likewise marred. He noticed a trace of blood on her thighs near her pouting lips.

"Jan; are you having your period?" he asked.

Jan just stood crying and shook her head 'no'. "That's from where he forcibly took me tonight," she barely whispered.

Jim picked her robe off the floor and gently helped her back into it; noticed how she cringed at his touch. His mind was a swirl of emotions; sadness that this had happened to someone as gentle yet passionate as Jan, anger towards her husband for being an animal, and finally disgust at himself. He had left her life as suddenly as he had entered it because he felt himself getting too emotionally attached; he didn't want to love her or get settled down.

"Please tell me you want to press charges," said Jim.

"What will happen if I do? I don't have anywhere else to go Jim; you know I don't have any family. His mother has hated me ever since he married me without her approval. They'll probably bail him out; what then?" she said already feeling a depression coming over her.

"Let's cross one bridge at a time Jan. If the three of us can't help you, then we're pretty poor friends."

Jan finally managed to finally look up into their faces. "Okay. What do I do?"

There was an audible sigh of relief from the men. Jim turned to his friends, "Do you guys have a camera?"

Steve quickly left and came back with his digital, "Here you go Jim."

Jim took the camera, "You two stay as my witnesses. Jan; come out away from the bed and I'm going to take pictures of your abuse as evidence. Then we're going to the hospital for them to record your rape. I'll bring you back here once all that is done and you can have a warm bath and go to bed."

Jan nodded and stepped towards Jim. He once again had her remove her robe and he took a lot of pictures of her body and face. When he was finished, he asked Steve to download the pictures onto his computer as a secondary precaution. 

Steve took the camera and came back shortly, "All done Jim." He'd taken the time to put on a pair of jeans and T-shirt.

They all went back downstairs and Jim went out to his cruiser to call for a female officer and backup. He came back in after five minutes.

"They'll be here in a little bit Jan. I told them to send another unit since I knew the victim. I'm afraid I might just be tempted to kill him," anger palatable in Jim's voice. "Once he's been arrested Jan, we three will go over and get your clothes and bring them back over here; I'm afraid we won't be able to take anything else."

Jan nodded in understanding, "Thank you," she whispered. "I don't know what I would have done without you guys."

It was another ten minutes before there was a knock on the door. Chad, Nick and Sheila were standing on the front porch. Jim told them all he knew and showed them the pictures on the digital camera. The two men went next door to arrest Matt while Shelia took Jan out to her cruiser.

Jan looked up at Jim, "Thank you," she again whispered.

"I'll come to the hospital as soon as we gather your clothes and secure the house," said Jim. "I'll bring you back here Babe."

When he called her 'Babe', Jan felt her eyes well with tears again. He had always called her that when they were together and it brought back so many memories of the love she had for this man. She walked out with Shelia and got into the back of the patrol car. She could see the porch light come on at their house and watched silently as Matt was handcuffed and arrested. Shelia pulled out and headed for the hospital.

The hospital took more pictures, x-rays and did a rape kit; gave Jan a sedative which made her extremely sleepy. She fought to keep awake though; she didn't want to spend the night there. She finally saw Jim arrive and he was informed of what they had found and that they had given her something, but she refused to stay so they finally released her. Her steps were unsure and shaky so Jim offered his hand and arm for support; she cringed away from his touch. She just wanted a bath and sleep.

Jim was near tears when she cringed away from him. He'd seen it in enough victims before and knew it was going to be a long time, if ever, before Jan would allow someone to touch her. Again, anger and disgust flooded him, but now guilt was also present for having left her. He also knew that he still loved her and wondered if he could ever be a part of her life again.

Since he was off duty, Jim decided to spend the night at Steve and Jason's house; just in case anything happened. He parked the cruiser out front hoping that it would be a deterrent against her husband doing anything stupid. He came around and opened the door for Jan, but she was sound asleep. He reached in and bundled her in his arms, kicked the door shut and carried her up to the house.

Steve opened the front door, "We've been waiting. Is she alright?"

"Yeah," said Jim, "they gave her something at the hospital. Let's just make her comfortable down here on the couch so I can keep a watch. I'll sleep in the lounger." He settled her onto the couch and gave a huge sigh, "The x-rays revealed that at some point both of her arms have been broken along with some ribs." He was near tears.

"Do you think the pig is going to try something then?" Jason asked.

"I don't know, but I just want to make sure," Jim replied. "Jason; you're bigger. Get me one of those oversized T-shirt's of your's for her to sleep in."

"Sure thing," said Jason and he ran upstairs and came back shortly. 

Jim undid her robe and carefully slipped the shirt over her head noticing how much darker the bruise on the side of her face had become. He laid her robe over the back of the couch and went to his chair. 

Jason and Steve said goodnight and went upstairs. He watched the rise and fall of her chest and thought back when he had first met her.

*****

Jim had been in his last year of college and had gone to the student commons for a quick bite before his next class. She was in line two ahead of him. He had first noticed her beautiful long chestnut hair cascading down her back. The firm round ass covered by the short skirt. The skirt accentuated her long and shapely legs with the promise of what might lie beyond its hem. He felt a stir in his cock just looking at her backside. 

When she had finally turned for him to see her face, his heart was caught by the beauty of her delicate features, long lashes and beautiful brown 'doe' eyes. He judged her firm breasts to be about a B; watched as she took her lunch over to one of the nearby tables and sat down.

Jim quickly placed his order, received his food and just as quickly walked to her table. "Excuse me, my name is Jim Shaver and I was wondering if you'd allow me to join you." 

She smiled and it seemed as if the sun had been transported inside and only shined on her. His breath was taken away and he was sure that he had just witnessed beauty enhanced.

"Hi Jim Shaver, my name is Jan Arnold," and she extended her hand for him to shake.

Jim put his tray down, reached for her hand, but brought it to his lips to kiss. "Jan Arnold it's a pleasure to meet you." He gave her hand a slow lingering kiss.

Jan blushed at his advance and her eyes locked onto his. He was exceedingly good looking; handsome rugged features and muscular body that went exceedingly well with his brown hair and blue eyes. She guessed him to be about five foot eight; maybe an inch taller than herself. The minute his lips touched her hand she felt the stir of sexual excitement. 

When he didn't release her hand as he sat down, she gave a light laugh. "May I have that back or we're you going to have it for lunch?" she teased.

Jim laughed, "How about for dessert?"

Jan could feel the moisture start between her legs and she also was reluctant to pull her hand away. She gave his hand a little squeeze and let him hold onto it; she picked up her hamburger and ate with her left hand. 

Jim smiled at her squeeze and again brought her hand up and kissed it. "Would you like this back to eat with?"

"What and deny you dessert?" she laughed softly.

That's when Jim knew he was caught. They talked about majors; his was criminology because he was planning on becoming a cop and hers was music education because she wanted to teach music. He found out that she was a sophomore and he sadly told her he was a senior. They both knew he wouldn't be around after that year.

Neither one had made it to classes that day. Jim asked her back to his apartment expecting to be turned down, but she smiled and said she would like to see it since she lived in a dorm. He only lived a couple of blocks off campus and they quickly arrived.
 He gave her a quick tour; it wasn't that big. When they came to the bedroom, she smiled again and it seemed to brighten the room.

They both leaned in to kiss and the sexual excitement passed between them. His mouth hungrily sought hers out; his tongue eager to explore and taste hers. She just as passionate and in need returned his kisses with her own.

Jim cupped her breast and she moaned softly into his mouth; his cock responded with a deep throbbing desire to be set free. He kissed, sucked and bit down her neck while his fingers deftly unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it away from her body. He unhooked her bra while still kissing along her collar bone and down her cleavage. He felt her hands exploring his chest while pulling up his shirt; he quickly finished pulling it over his head.

He returned to her sweet mouth and once again explored its depths; his fingers found the zipper and pulled it down letting the skirt fall to the floor. Jim's hands caressed her round firm ass drawing her into him and against his hard cock. She was trying to undo his jeans; he bent down and sucked her breast into his mouth and back out so that just her hard nipple remained; she let out a loud moan of pleasure and her fingers twined through his hair as she pulled him into her. 

Jim quickly unfastened his jeans and kicked off his sneakers. He pulled them and his briefs down in one pull; stepped out of them and kicked them to the side. He pulled down her underwear and buried his mouth; smelling her scent while his tongue dove in to flick her clit. She shuddered and moaned. He stood up quickly, swung her up into his arms and carried her over to the bed and crawled in beside her. 

Jan ran her hand over the length of his shaft and then spread her legs. "I need you now," she said urgently.

Jim didn't waste any time; he felt like he was going to cum any minute now. Knew he would go slower next time, but right now he needed to feel her hot moist pussy surrounding his cock. She was extremely wet as he rubbed his pre-cum soaked cock up and down her slit and then against her opening. She moaned and raised her hips and he slid the head of his cock inside. 'She's so tight' he thought. It felt so good, this velvet sheath he was entering into.

Jim plunged full force wanting to feel his entire shaft buried in her moist cunt. She gasped and winced; he was startled and stopped. He looked down at her; she had her eyes closed and her back was arched. He wanted to go fast, but now knew he had to wait; didn't know she had been a virgin. Her back finally relaxed and she started to grind and hump against his cock. He pulled out slow and then plunged in again; so tight, so hot. 

"Yes!" Jan screamed.

Jim wanted to cum, but paced himself wanting her to have an orgasm first. He stroked in and out of her while watching her get closer. Her moaning becoming ceaseless and rising in volume; she was almost there. He sped up pounding into her harder and faster; his own orgasm nearing as well. She shuddered and screamed when her orgasm overtook her; he felt her vaginal walls tighten and milk his cock while her hot juices soaked around it. He gave one final push burying in her as far as he could go releasing his cum into her depths. He lay across her body breathing hard into her neck. She cuddled next to him breathing just as heavy and then they had fallen asleep.

*****

Jason tossed and turned worrying about Jan and possibly of what that pig of a husband might do. He once again stared at the clock on the dresser and decided to give it up as a lost cause. He got up and slipped his briefs on and quietly left the room trying not to wake Steve up. He padded down the hall and went downstairs to the living room.

Jim was still in the lounger with his eyes shut, pants open and stroking his hard cock. He was suddenly aware that he wasn't alone and opened his eyes; Jason was looking at him. Jason came over and knelt between his legs and smiled; Jim removed his hands and watched as Jason lowered his mouth over his cock He love Jason's mouth as much as his ass.

Jason's tongue quickly lashed out roughly circling the head of Jim's cock and stimulating its sensitive underneath as he sucked it into his mouth. Jim reached for his head and thrust hard signifying his need for release. Jason bobbed faster and sucked harder. Jim thrust one final time and released his cum into Jason's eager mouth. Jason waited for Jim to calm and then released his cock.

"Thanks buddy; I really needed that," said Jim.

Jason smiled, stood up and leaned in the give Jim a deep kiss. "Too bad I'm not the one that caused it," and he smiled looking over at Jan's sleeping form.

Jim smiled also, "Memories."

"Why don't we go into the kitchen and I'll fix some coffee for both of us," said Jason.

"Sounds good to me; she'll probably be asleep for a while yet," replied Jim.




Jan



They both quietly got up and left the living room. Jason put on the coffee and came over to sit at the table with Jim. "Does she know you're bi?" he asked.

Jim just shook his head 'no' in response. "She's my love; he cleared his throat, was my lover for a semester three years ago." Jim's tears started to stream down his face. "If I hadn't left her ... if I'd only married her ...," he trailed off unable to finish.

Jason let him cry it out knowing it was best for him to get it out of his system. He reached out and held Jim's hand until he had calmed down and then got coffee for both of them. He paused a moment to look out the back window. "Damn!" he said.

"What is it?" asked Jim.

"He's back. Guess Jan was right; his family bailed him out," Jason said as he set the cups down.

Jim absentmindedly placed his hand on his holster. 

Jason didn't miss the implication. "He's not worth it Jim and, besides, I think Jan is going to need you."

Jim sighed, removed his hand and placed it through the handle of his cup instead, "You're right. You could always read me like a book."

Jason smiled, "What are friends for."

Jim took a sip of coffee, "Boy; you like it strong don't you?"

Jason gave a small laugh, "Yeah; just like my men."

Jim laughed too. "Tell me; does she know that you're bi too?"

Jason thought for a moment, "No; I don't think so. If she had, I don't think she would have undressed in front of me so she probably thinks I'm just gay."

Jim nodded his agreement. "You guys still plan on throwing that party this weekend?"

"Damn; I forgot about that with what's happened tonight. I'll have to discuss it with Steve," said Jason.

"Maybe it would be better if I take her to my place, but I don't think she'd want to go. I think she might feel safer here with you two even if he's just next door. Maybe we should just wait and all four of us discuss it after she's got a chance to clean up and eat something," suggested Jim.

"Well," started Jason, "she knows about the party. I mentioned it to her a few days ago when we were in the back yard."

"And?" questioned Jim.

"She told me she didn't dare come over because of him; she's pretty scared of him you know," he stated.

Jan opened her eyes, but was still groggy from the sedative. First she was confused at where she was, but then everything that had happened flooded back. She was at Steve and Jason's house on their couch. She had a T-shirt on; realized it had to be Jason's. She swung her legs off and felt the top of her pussy. Matt's dried cum still coated her pussy and she was disgusted; she wanted all evidence of him cleaned off her body. She stood up and her legs buckled beneath her and she collapsed to the floor and moaned.

Jan felt strong arms lift her and she looked into Jim's concerned eyes; smelled his familiar scent. She automatically leaned into his arms. "Hold me; just hold me," she whispered.

Jim felt like his heart was going to burst. He remembered her saying those exact same words so many times during their time together. He gently embraced her as she held tightly on to him.

"Maybe she should use the downstairs bathroom," said Jason. I don't think her legs are strong enough for the stairs. Jim why don't you help her clean up?" suggested Jason.

"I don't have a change of clothes here Jason. I think I'm going to need to get in the tub with her so she doesn't fall and hurt herself," he said.

"You've got a set here. You left them a few months ago when you had to go in on midnights," said Jason. "I'll get them for you. You go ahead and I'll get something of hers she can put on. I'll stick her robe in the washer afterwards to get it clean also." Jason left to go upstairs.

"Come on you; let's go get cleaned up," said Jim.

Jan held on to him as he walked her into the bathroom. The tub in here was more a Jacuzzi than a bathtub. Jim got her undressed, lifted her over and set her on the bench and started the water. Jan laid her head back against the padded neck brace feeling the warm water rising; it felt good and was easing her sore muscles.

Jim stripped off his belt laying his holster on the sink base and neatly folding his uniform. He got into the tub and eased Jan onto his lap so he could hold her steady. When the water reached just under her breasts, he shut it off and turned on the jets on low power.

Jan cuddled next to Jim and laid her head against his shoulder; she always felt protected and loved with Jim. He took the sponge and soap and slowly washed her body trying to be careful not to hurt her injuries. 

Jason came in carry two sets of clothing and some thick towels and laid them down. He left again and then returned with two cups of coffee. "Here's your's and one for Jan. She probably needs some too." He set them with easy reach of both of them then left and shut the door.

The water felt invigorating and Jan realized that she was sitting on Jim's lap and he was bathing her. She jerked up and stared into his sad eyes.

"Please forgive me Jan; I should never have left you," he said and started to cry.

Jan started to tremble and her tears matched his. "I felt so lost without you when you left. I turned to the first man who made me feel wanted," she confessed and hung her head down in shame. "I didn't know what he was like until after we were married. I didn't know what to do or where to go; I was just so lost" and she leaned onto his shoulder and cried. They held onto each other for a long time.

Finally their tears ceased, but they still clung to each other. Jan reached down cupping some water in her hand to splash her face; it stung. She gingerly felt the bruise and sore lip. "I must look terrible," she said as she tried to turn away from his face.

Jim gently laid his hand to the side of her face, "To me you're the most beautiful creation God put on this Earth. I was so stupid not to keep the gift He'd given me."

She turned towards him after he spoke; not believing her ears. She placed her hand along the side of his face and looked into his blue eyes. She still loved him; even after everything she had been through and now she knew that he still loved her, but would he stay or cast her off again. "Do you still want me?" she barely whispered.

"Oh God yes!" and he embraced her gently to his body. "If your lip wasn't hurt Babe, I'd kiss you over and over again." He kissed the side of her neck and along her shoulder. 

"If you'd permit Jan, if you want me that is, I'd be honored if you'd marry me once you're divorced," he said with all the feeling in his heart.

"Yes. I've never stopped loving you Jim," she replied.

"Oh God Jan. I want to make passionate love with you except you've been injured and I'll have to wait," said Jim as he started to kiss her neck again and lightly stroked her breast. He could feel his cock getting hard, but couldn't withhold his love from this woman; his woman.

Jan felt Jim's hard cock and started to feel the familiar sexual excitement he had always induced in her. Even after the previous night's trauma, she wanted him too. "Jim?" she asked.

"Yes Babe," he said and stopped to look into her eyes.

"I told you all what brought about the beating last night; he wouldn't do anal. Jim ... would you fuck me there please. I need to feel your wonderful cock in me right now and it's just got to be anal."

"Babe; are you sure it won't hurt you?" he asked concerned although his cock with throbbing for attention.

Jan ran her hand up and down his hard cock in the water, "Very sure unless you don't want to. I think I can kneel on this bench and brace over the top." She eased off his lap and he stood up as she turned and knelt down.

Jim ran his hand over her smooth firm ass and ran his finger down to her puckered opening. She moaned softly and then again a little louder when he slipped it into her. She humped back and he inserted a second finger and fucked them in and out of her. He reached under with his other hand and gently massaged her clit.

"Oh God yes; Jim!" she yelled.

Jim removed his fingers and slowly inserted his cock and felt the head pop into her. She arched her back and then thrust back on his cock inserting more of it into her anus. He felt it bump up against her ring and applied a little more pressure until it gave way for him enter. He loved the feeling of her ass; always did second to her pussy. When he finally entered fully pressing hard against her butt, she was already breathing quicker and moaning more.

Jim continued to rub her clit while he stroked in and out of her. He started to increase speed with her increased breathing. Finally he grabbed her hips and was plunging harder and faster feeling her climax starting. Her orgasm erupted and her muscles clenched down on his cock. He was almost there; a few more strokes and he was releasing into the depths of her bowels. She screamed again as another orgasm overtook her. He stood there with his cock buried into her feeling it go flaccid; then slowly removed it and sat back down.

Jan forgot how wonderful anal felt until then. She'd been so happy when he had introduced her to anal orgasms; in fact, he had introduced her to all she had known about sex. As her breathing steadied, she once again sat on his lap and gently kissed his lips. "Oh Jim," she sighed. "I just love it when you do that. That bastard wouldn't even let me suck his cock."

Jim just couldn't believe this guy. He had had this passionate woman for two years and never took advantage of having great sex. "Babe, no worries there with me," he said and just smiled.

"There is something I need to tell you though," he started. "I'd like you to look at me while I tell you."

Jan raised her head and smiled at Jim. "What is it?" she said.

"Well Jan; I'm bi-sexual. I like sex with men too," Jim said and was watching for her reaction. It wasn't what he was expecting.

Jan's eyes twinkled and she smiled, "Really! Who do you have sex with?"

"Usually Steve and Jason; ah, I should tell you that Jason it bi too. Steve is strictly gay," he said.

Now there was a reaction and her mouth did a silent 'oh'. Then she smiled again, "Would you get jealous if I watched and participated sometimes?" she asked.

"You like Jason too?" he questioned.

She actually blushed, "I've had fantasies about him; especially during my long periods of no sex."

Jim chuckled. "Well, I don't see why not if you just limit it to Jason that is. He's my best friend and introduced me to male sex. By the way, are you still on the pill?"

"Yes; I took it in secret because I didn't want his spawn," she said with vehemence. 

He understood her anger. "Babe, would you care to have a baby with me sometime?"

Jan hugged Jim around the neck, "I want everything with you Jim including babies. Don't worry, when it's time for us to start a family, you'll be the only one I'm going to fuck." Then she laughed and hugged him again. "How about Jason being the best man?" she asked.

Jim couldn't believe his luck. He was being given a second chance and he sure as hell wasn't going to blow it again. "I was thinking of him doing just that."

"Jim; I think we need to get out of this water before we both turn into prunes," Jan said looking at her wrinkled fingers.

Jim reached over and shut the jets off and eased over the top and then helped Jan out as well. They dried off and got dressed; Jim loosely belted his sidearm on his jeans. They slugged their now cool coffee down and exited the bathroom. They smelled bacon frying when they entered the kitchen.

Steve was at the stove frying bacon while Jason sat at the table. Jason smiled as they entered the room. "That was an extremely long bath full of sound affects," and he started laughing.

"Yeah," said Jim, "we had a lot to talk about."

Steve started laughing, "Jan; how do you like your eggs?

"Scrambled please," she said and walked over to Steve and gave him a huge hug and kissed him lightly on the lips. "Thank you so much."

Steve hugged her back gently, "Darlin' you're so very welcome."

Jan turned and winked at Jim before crossing over to Jason. He stood up to give her a hug too and she did along with a light kiss on the lips. Then she put her arms around his neck, kissed and bit his neck and reached down to stroke his cock; Jason with just a bit taken back by her actions.

"Once I'm better you'll get a much better thank you," she laughed.

Jim started laughing as he sat down and she came over to sit on his lap. "Well," started Jim, "once we're through with all this ugliness, Jason would you be my best man?" he asked.

Steve gave a whoop of joy and returned to cooking.

Jason was now laughing, "Damn you told her didn't you?" he pointedly asked Jim.

"Jan and I won't have secrets from each other. She would like to join in and play too, but not this weekend I think; she needs to heal after her ordeal," said Jim.

Jan was disappointed, but knew that Jim was right. "Should I just lock myself in my room then?" she asked.

Jim smiled, "No; I was thinking more like locking you in my apartment unless you want to stay with Jason and Steve. You should know that your husband made bail and is in the house as we speak." 

Jan blanched, her smile faded replaced by terror and Jim could feel her tremble. "Don't worry Babe; I'll keep you safe and when I'm on duty, maybe Jason and Steve can come over to stay with you until I get off duty."

"I'm sure I could keep you entertained with stories about Jim's first man and such," laughed Jason.

"Yeah, I bet you could," laughed Jim.

Jason face turned serious for a moment, "Jan; how did you two just have sex in your condition?"

Jan and Jim both laughed, "Jim turned me on to anal shortly after we met. Maybe we can swap stories she winked." Then her voice turned angry, "That bastard wouldn't do anything but missionary!"

"Jan," Jim spoke softly, "let it go Babe; let's start putting it behind us." He had been rubbing her ass ever since she sat on his lap.

Jan closed her eyes and moaned. "You're making me ready to go again. Think you can get it hard for me Jim?"

"Not even time soon; twice within the hour has drained me Babe," he said.

"Twice?" she asked.

"Yup; Jason gave me a blowjob earlier," he stated and smiled.

Jan turned to Jason, "You sly dog."

Jason laughed, but she caught the tent in his briefs under the table.

"Maybe Jason can help me out then," she stated.

Jason looked over at Jim, "I told her she could play, but only with you. Think you could help her out buddy?" smiled Jim.

Jason stood up and pulled down his briefs, "I think that can be arranged; how about we go into the living room Jan."

"Here; you'll need this," said Steve and threw him a tube of lube.

Jim watched them go into the living room and got up to get another coffee. He could her Jan moaning and it getting louder; he smiled. He walked over to Steve at the stove, "I'll just eat those so that they don't get cold." He wrapped his arms around Steve and pressed into him, "If you give me about an hour, I'll make it worth your while." He nuzzled Steve's neck and felt down to stroke his cock. Steve was already rock hard.

Jim smiled, "What do we have here? I think the eggs can wait. Do you want a blow or would you care to fuck me?"

Steve turned around and grabbed Jim and kissed him deeply, "Lucky bastard."

"How's that," asked Jim.

"You went and found someone to love you enough to let me do this," said Steve as he grabbed Jim's ass. 

"In the living room, you might as well get fucked next to your bride to be. Jason's not going to be coming anytime soon; I already sucked him this morning while you two were having a bath."

Jim laughed and headed for the living room. Jan was on the floor on bent over the couch with Jason pounding into her ass. He removed his sidearm and laid it on the table next to the couch, removed his clothes, spread his legs and braced on the back of the couch. He closed his eyes and moaned as Steve lubed his anus and then reached in and began to rub his prostrate. Then he felt Steve's wide gland penetrate stretching him. Jim always loved Steve's cock; it made him feel so full. 

Steve slid his cock in grinding into Jim's ass. Jim humped back and moaned. Steve started pounding Jim hard; he hadn't come this morning and knew that Jim wasn't going to get aroused. He felt Jim's muscles tightening up around his cock. The pressure and pleasure were immense; he went into jackhammer mode closing his eyes. He was breathing hard and could feel his balls tightening up. He screamed, plunged deep and started shooting his cum into Jim then laid his head on his back waiting for his breathing to return to normal. He pulled out of Jim's ass and opened the stand drawer. He knelt down and started to clean Jim's ass with a wipe and watched slowly as his asshole worked at closing. When he was finished, he cleaned himself and they got redressed.

Jason couldn't believe how tight Jan's ass was; he was trying to prolong the feeling it was giving him. He had heard Steve's cry of pleasure as he came in Jim's ass. He then felt his own balls tighten ready to release his load. Jan already had two hard orgasms and was now in a continuous one. He plunged one final time and emptied his cum into her ass and then gently laid himself on her back; waiting for both of them to come down. He saw when Steve laid the wipes on the couch and nodded to him.

Jim and Steve went back to the kitchen to have breakfast and were sitting at the table when Jason and Jan returned. This time Jan took a seat next to Jim after she kissed him lightly on the lips.

"Thank you Jim," she smiled.

"Anytime Babe; fill relaxed now?" he asked.

"Wonderful for the time being," and laughed.

Jason sighed and looked at his coffee, "I think I'm going to have to make this stronger or you three will be the death of me."

Everyone started laughing.



Jan



"Welcome to Pierre's. My name is Jan. How may I help you?" These were the first words spoken to me by the extraordinary redheaded clerk at the high end lingerie shop that I had just walked into. She had light accent, but I could not quite place where it was from. It sounded British to me, but could have easily been Irish, Scottish or even Australian.

"Perhaps you can help me," I responded. My eyes roamed over the clerk. She was about the same height as me, with a head of dark red curls that flowed down over her shoulders. Her green sparkly eyes were set apart by a long, elegant nose. Jan was wearing a corset made of green lace with a white satin backing. It pushed her breasts together and up so that the top of her bosom almost poured over the top of the corset. Her legs climbed from a pair of stiletto pumps wrapped in shear white stockings with green lace tops that were clipped to the underside of the corset. A pair of thin lacey panties clung to her pubic mound, the shadow of her trimmed pussy just barely visible. The overall effect was very hot.

"I'm looking for something special to surprise my husband with," I continued, "Something that will get his juices flowing, if you know what I mean."

"I think I have the perfect thing," Jan replied. "Please, follow me."

She turned and walked toward the back of the store. Her panties turned out to be a thong. Her ass was amazing. I watched it sway as she walked. I'd follow that anywhere, I thought.

Jan stopped by a rack of camisoles and held out a flimsy looking red one for me to see. "This one matches a great pair of crotchless knickers. We also have some stockings and a gossamer dressing gown that would look lovely together. I think you would look irresistible."

I reached out to the thin fabric of the camisole. "Would you like to try it on?" Jan asked. 

"Please. That whole set that you described sounded lovely. Would you round up all those pieces?" I answered.

She placed a hand on my left breast squeezing it gently. "C?" she asked, sliding her hand off my tit so that it grazed my nipple.

"Yes, they are," I responded huskily. My pussy moistened. This woman was the epitome of sexiness. It was all I could do to not pull her to the floor right there in the middle of the store.

Jan walked off, her perfect ass swaying, to find the items that she recommended I buy to make Kevin cum his pants, upon walking in the door. 

I looked around the rest of the store, realizing that I had been so focused on Jan since entering that I had not taken any time to see what was surrounding me. The store was fairly small, and tightly packed with racks of bras, panties, stockings and other types of lingerie. A tall black women standing at the register caught my eye. She was wearing a matching bra and panty set with a shear waist length robe, all in white, setting her dark skin off nicely; her full chest prominent under the robe. Looking up I saw that Jan was already walking back toward me with her arms full. 

"There are fitting rooms in the back," She said as she approached, "Right this way."

We walked to the back of the shop. Jan led the way into a spacious fitting room; spacious for a fitting room that is, it was still a small room. And I followed her in. She hung the garments on a hook to the right of the full height mirror. As she turned to leave she came nose to nose with me in the small room. We stood there for a moment looking into each other's eyes. I felt the urge to lean forward and kiss her, but I restrained myself and took a step back allowing her to pass.

"You must keep your knickers on, but otherwise feel free to do what is comfortable. And, please let me know if you need anything from me," Jan said as she stepped through the door. And then she was gone.

Feeling a little disappointed I hung up my purse and shrugged out of my blazer. Quickly I stripped down to my panties, a small pile of clothing forming on the bench beside me. I picked up the camisole from its hanger and slipped it over my head. Pulling it down, I adjusted my tits into their cups. It seemed to fit well and I liked the way that I looked in the mirror. Next I picked up the thong from their hanger. They were red with black highlights; the triangle of satin in the front was split down the center, and had a tiny satin bow that held the two halves together. This could be fun, I thought, and pulled them on over the panties I was wearing. I picked up the stockings and decided that I did not need to try them on. I knew how they would fit into the overall image. I did pull on the garter belt, adjusting it so that it sat low on my hips. I took the shear red robe from its hanger and wrapped it around my shoulders. I stood back and surveyed myself in the mirror. I had to admit the effect was quite stunning. I thought that Kevin would be quite happy to come home and find me lounging in this.

I moved to the door and opened it to find that Jan was already there. Had she been standing just outside this whole time? 

"Gorgeous," she breathed moving into the small room. She held me by the shoulders are arms length for several long seconds, her eyes roaming over my body. I could feel my temperature rising as her eyes traveled over every contour. Then her hands started to follow her eyes, adjusting here and there. She pulled at the deep V of the camisoles neck, spreading the cups slightly to show more cleavage. As she did so she cupped both my tits giving them a quick squeeze; her fingers lingering on my hardening nipples ever so briefly. Jan's hands traveled lower pulling at the hem of the camisole noting with approval that it stopped several inches above the garter belt leaving my belly button exposed. She turned me around, continuing her adjustments on my backside. I watched Jan through the mirror as I felt her hands slid over my ass as she pulled my panties up bunching the material into my ass so that my cheeks were exposed in simulation of a thong. I gasped with the slight pressure that this added to my pussy. I was becoming quite aroused. My pussy was demanding attention. 

Jan dropped to her knees in front of me her hands continuing to pull and nudge at my double panties. Her fingers traced the edge of the crotchless thong on either side of my mound. Then her fingers glided over my pussy, lightly tracing the opening of the crotchless panties. Her finger pushed through the seam, retracing its previous path. I was on fire, needed some release. I pushed my hips downward, onto her fingers.

"Your pussy feels so wet." Jan pushed her finger deeper into my soaking cunt. "I'm afraid that I'm going to have to ask you to take off these knickers before you get them all wet and sticky," she said with a mock seriousness that I almost believed. As she was speaking she slid her fingers into the band of my thongs and was sliding them down my hips.

The next thing that I knew Jan had pulled my saturated panties to my ankles and was pushing her tongue into my pussy. I moaned with ecstasy, pulling Jan's face into my sodden cunt. Her tongue slid between my lips. It swirled around inside me before she pulled it out and let the tip of her tongue trace up to my clit. It lashed against my rigid nub.

My hands grabbed hold of my tits, squeezing and mashing them into my chest as Jan continued to eat my pussy. My clothing was getting in the way. I shrugged out of the robe, letting the thin material bunch up on the floor of the dressing room. I then pulled the camisole over my head discarding it as well along with the thongs knotted at my ankles.

Jan worked her way up and down my slit, tracing my folds with her tongue and then sucking my saturated lips into her mouth, pushing her tongue deep into my depths and finally sucking on my clit or flicking it with her tongue. I had to bite my lips to keep from moaning too loudly. My legs were becoming weak. I used the wall behind me stabilize myself while lowering myself to the bench. I spread my legs wide giving Jan as much access as she needed.

"Does my tongue feel good on your pussy?" Jan asked in her sultry voice.

There was a knock on the door, followed by a female voice, "Jan, are you in there? There are customers out here, I need some help."

"It feels so good," I replied huskily. "Please don't stop." 

"I'll be there in just a minute, Brit," Jan called. "I just need to finish with a customer in here."

I pulled her head back between my legs, and gasped as I felt her tongue reengage my steaming pussy. Jan continued to lick and suck on my pussy. Before she had finished I had cum twice. There was no question that Jan knew her way around a pussy.

"Your pussy is so delicious I could you just eat you all day," she said pulling back from between my legs.

I took hold of her hands as they ran up my sides reaching for my tits. I pulled her back to her feet as I stood up and drew her into a close embrace. Our lips met in an urgent kiss. I pushed my tongue into Jan's welcoming mouth. I could taste my pussy on her hot tongue. As our tongues mingled in our mouths my hands started to explore Jan's tight body. I ran my fingers over her back and down to her ass. Her flesh felt so hot and smooth under my touch. One hand returned to the back of Jan's head while she sucked my tongue into her mouth. My other hand slid to the front of her thong, grinding into her pussy. I could feel the heat pouring from between her legs. 

"No, I can't," said Jan pushing my hand away from her steamy cunt. "I still have to work another four hours. I'm already so wet, but I can't get my clothes any stickier then they are already."

"I want to lick your pussy," I said refusing to let this beautiful creature out of my arms. I leaned in and gave her a quick peck on the lips.

"And I would love to have you eat my pussy, but I unfortunately need to get back to work," she replied, kissing me back. "But I get off at six," she added.

I reached into my purse and pulled out a pen and a pad of paper. Quickly I jotted down my address and tucked it into Jan's bra. "If you come by after work I will guarantee that you won't regret it."

Jan gave me another quick peck on the lips. "I'll see you tonight," she said as she slipped out of the dressing room. I stood there naked for several minutes thinking about how much I was looking forward to eating her pussy tonight.

I redressed and took the items that I had tried on up to the register. The other woman, Brit, was behind the register.  Jan was with two young women across the store. I caught her eye and she winked as I left the store. 





Jan



"Oh, Lisa, that was wonderful," Jan gasped as my tongue slowly circled her pussy. "You did not disappoint. Come up here, I need to taste my pussy on your tongue."

I slowly stood up allowing her to pull me to her. Our lips met and her tongue pushed into my mouth. She moaned as her tongue glided around mine. She was savoring her own juices, which now coated my mouth and tongue. Jan's hands squeezed my ass pulling me into her.

"I think it's time for me to get another taste of your delicious pussy," she said. Her hand passed under my thong and slid over my hot sopping cunt. Eating out Jan had me very aroused. I need to be fucked badly. But I knew that Kevin was due back form the airport soon and I wanted to be ready for him.

"That sounds delightful," I responded. "But, I don't think that we have time right now. My husband is due back soon and I want to make sure that we're ready for him." I leaned in and gave her another quick peck on the lips. "I do hope you can stay."

"If he won't mind I'd love to," Jan replied, "But only if you promise I get to taste this lovely pussy again." Her hand was still cupping my mound as she continued to lightly caress my pussy.

"He's never once complained about me bringing women home, as long as I share. You won't mind if I share you with Kevin will you?"

"Not unless he's old, fat or ugly. I have standards you know." Her eyes danced as she laughed.

"Nothing to worry about on those accounts, he is my age, fit and in my opinion one hot hunk of man flesh. Now let's get you in something that will make you look even hotter."

"Don't you like what I have on?" Jan asked as she took a step back from me and spun her naked body in front of me. I wanted to get on top her right there and lick her pussy until she came on my face again, but that would have to wait.

"I love it, but it's a little too revealing for what I have in mind. Let's take a look in my wardrobe and see if there is anything you like."

I took her by the hand and we walked across the room to see what we could find. After several minutes looking through my lingerie, we decided on a sheer red teddy for Jan, with strategically placed lace section so as not to be too revealing. The overall effect was very hot. I dressed in my afternoon's purchases, the flimsy camisole, crotchless panty with the matching garter belt and stockings. It was all topped off with the gossamer dressing gown. Jan and walked in front of my full length mirror. I had to say that we both looked incredibly hot. 

"I think that your husband is going to cum when he walks through the door," Jan said.

"He better not, I don't want to loose all that tasty cum to his pants."

We both laughed. Her laugh made her look even sexier then she did normally. She pulled me to her and we kissed. It was a slow but passionate kiss, our tongues swirling around each other. I felt her hands cup my tits as mine were sliding over her tight ass. 

Just then I heard the car pulling up in the driveway. I pulled back from Jan, "Kevin's home. How do I look," I said, twirling as she had earlier.

"Delectable," she replied, "But come here." She stepped forward and ran her hands over me as she had earlier in the dressing room. She adjusted the camisole on my tits, pulling at my nipples to make sure they were hard and poking through the thin fabric. Then she slid her hands down to my waist straightening the camisole and making sure that the string of my tong sat properly in my ass crack. She ran her hand lightly over my pussy, letting a finger slip through the seam in my panties and dip into my hot juices. She put the finger into her mouth and sucked my juices from it. "Now you are perfect," she declared.

"I'll be right back," I said as I move toward the door. "Make yourself perfect while I'm gone and then lie on the bed and look sexy. And I'll be back with a hard cock for us both to play with."

I was about half way down the stairs when the front door opened and Kevin walked in.

"My god you look gorgeous," Kevin said as he watched my saunter down the rest of the stair. I could see his eyes playing over my body, taking in every inch of me and every movement that I made.

When I reached the bottom of the stair I landed in his arms. We kissed deeply and passionately. We had both missed the other immensely though it had only been a few days since he had left. He pulled me close, my breasts mashing into his hard chest. His hands snaked across my body; his strong hands squeezing my sensitive places.

I pulled back and took his hand as it slid around my side. "And you look like you need to relax. Come up stairs," I said, "I've got a surprise for you."

"I bet I can guess," he replied. "You taste like pussy."

I simply smiled at my husband not wanting to confirm his suspension until he saw Jan spread across our bed. I led Kevin up the stairs his free hand was grabbing at my ass as we walked.

"Is this new," he asked. "You look great in it."

"This afternoon," I replied. "Just for you." When we got upstairs we found our bedroom door closed. I turned the knob and stepped in quickly to get out of his line of sight to the bed. All the lights had been turned off and the room was lit only be the three candles that sat on my dresser. But with the mirror behind them the light they cast was able to fill the room with a warm flickering glow. Jan was sprawled across the bed, propped up on her elbow and looking as sexy as ever.

"Wow," said Kevin as his eyes roamed over Jan. I saw her eyes twinkle and a wide smile spread across her face as she simultaneously assessed Kevin.

"Now you sit over there," I indicated a chair not far from our bed. "And we are going to put on a little show for you."

Kevin moved to the appointed seat and made himself comfortable. I extended my hand to Jan and pulled her up off the bed. I spun away from her briefly to power on the stereo; a pulsing dance beat filled the room. Jan and I started to dance with each other, gyrating to the rhythm of the music, our hands roaming over each other's bodies. Jan quickly took hold of my sheer robe, pulling it back and off. She moved in front of me so that we were both facing Kevin. She pushed her ass back into me rubbing it into my pelvis. I reached around her and took hold of her full luscious tits; squeezing them through the teddy. She leaned her head back and pushed her tongue toward my mouth. I leaned into her, our tongues met, flicking across each other.

Jan slid down by body, swaying with the music. I let my hands slid up to her shoulders as she sank down in front of me. My fingers brushed against her cheek and she turned, slowly sucking my middle finger into her mouth. Jan's hands slid over the length of her legs, out to her knees and back, then brushing over her lace clad pussy. She reached up and grabbed my ass cheeks, pulling my hips into the back of her head. 

Jan rose, still swaying in time with the pumping rhythm. My hands slid under her straps so that they were cupping her tits by the time she was standing. I moved my hands to the side away from Jan's body and pulled the straps of the teddy off her shoulders. The straps hung there while her breasts kept the material tight and in place over her chest. I pulled them down so that her tits popped out, hanging there as Kevin's eyes eat them up. Jan cupped her freed tits pulling one up and extending her long slender tongue to just touch the tip of her rigid nipple. I took hold of her other breast and leaned around her shoulder so that I could suck her nipple into my mouth. I took a long drag on her nip, holding it between my lips as I pulled at her tit. Jan moaned.

I could see that we were starting to have a real effect on Kevin. His pants were tenting as his thick cock hardened. I gyrated down behind Jan. My hands slid across her thighs. I grabbed hold of her left ass cheek squeezing it firmly as I moved around her right thigh. I extended my tongue and slowly traced up the contour of her thigh with it. I made sure that I was positioned were Kevin could see me. Grabbing hold of Jan's hips I rotated her slightly so that she was now facing me, her pussy directly in front of my face. I reached up taking hold of the teddy just above her pussy and pulled the teddy's crotch up into her sodden cunt. Her lips wrapped around the teddy's crotch making it disappear into her slit. I leaned in and drew my tongue over her pussy; tracing the edge of her outer lips. Jan gasped, grabbing my head and holding it to her pussy. I gave her a light kiss and released my grip on the teddy. The lacy crotch emerged from between her lips completely saturated with her juices.

I reached up and took hold of the teddy's shoulder straps and slowly pulled them down toward me. The thin material peeled from Jan's form. I pulled it completely down to the floor and Jan stepped out of the skimpy garment. I tossed the teddy aside and moved back in for one more, deep lick of Jan's gorgeous pussy. I used my fingers to spread her lips wide for my tongue's short journey through her tasty center. Taking hold of Jan's hips I turned her back toward Kevin and then swayed back up to my feet letting my finger tips trail over her curves.

My left hand slid behind Jan and down between her legs, my fingers brushing over her pussy. Jan lifted her right leg so that it pointed straight at the ceiling; a full standing split. Her glistening pussy on display between her legs. I let my hand run over her sopping gash. She reached back and pressed her hand between my legs, her finger sliding into the seam of my panties.

Kevin was now fully aroused. His cock was straining to get free from his pants. He started to rub at the front of his pants trying to ease his need. I whispered to Jan that she should give Kevin a lap dance. Returning her right foot to the floor she eagerly moved forward. 

Jan approached Kevin. "I think I can help you with that," she said in her very seductive voice.

"I'm sure that you could," Kevin replied. "And as you can clearly see, I am definitely in need of some help." He indicated his fully tented pants.

I stayed where I was and continued to gyrate to the music. My hands slid over my body clutching and caressing as they went. I pulled the camisole up over my head and discarded it on the floor. My tits swayed with my movements, no longer restrained by the top. I held them for a moment as my fingers worked at my nipples. They stood rigid from the ends of my tits.

Jan swayed her hips with the music, her tits bouncing in front of Kevin's face. "Do you like what you see," she asked.

"Very much. You are a very beautiful woman."

Jan turned her ass to face Kevin. I could see she was pleased by his comment. Jan started to move back until her ass pressed into Kevin's chest. She ground her ass into him. Slowly she worked her hips down until she was sitting on his lap. Kevin's rigid, pant-clad cock was sticking out form between Jan's legs and pushing up against her pussy. She slid along his covered shaft leaving a glistening trail of juices along his pants. 

"This is not a strip club you know," Jan said. "You are allowed to touch the dancer."

Kevin's hands slid up her legs as she leaned back into him. He cupped her tits giving them a rough squeeze. She moaned as he pulled at her nipples, while he continued to gyrate on his lap. One of Kevin's hands slid down over Jan's tight abs and found her slick cunt. He started to rub at her entrance. Jan turned around so that she was facing Kevin. She pushed her firm tits into his face. Kevin's tongue immediately started to glide over her succulent orbs. He pulled one nipple and then the other into his mouth. His hands played across her ass and pussy. I watched as he slid a finger into Jan's dripping opening.

I decided that Kevin had suffered long enough. I moved forward and kneeled between his legs. I ran my hands over his thighs reaching up for his belt. I brushed against his hands as he worked into Jan's pussy. I tugged at his belt and finally managed it open. I pulled at his pants working them out from under him. Letting his pants bunch at his feet I pulled at the waist of his boxers. Kevin's cock sprang up as the waist band passed its head. I took hold of his thick pole and pumped my hand over his shaft. I could hear Kevin grunting as he continued to feed on Jan's tits.

The head of Kevin's cock slipped between my lips and into my warm mouth. I sucked on his cock, my cheeks caving around his shaft. My tongue swirled around his cock as I pumped it into my mouth. Above me Jan was rotating her hips on Kevin's fingers as he worked them into her audibly juicy pussy. I cupped Kevin's balls in one hand, letting my fingers run through them as I licked his length.

Kevin's cock was throbbing in my hand. I knew that he was not going to last much longer, his need had been even greater then I had realized. I made a quick decision. I reached up and took hold of Kevin's hand, pulling it away from Jan's tight cunt. She tried to follow, but I pushed her ass back into the air, forcing them apart. I took Kevin's fingers into my mouth slowly sucking them clean. Jan's pussy tasted so good. I then stood Kevin's erection straight up and guided Jan's pussy down onto it.

As soon as Kevin's head slid into Jan's sodden cunt she pushed herself down onto Kevin's thick shaft, forcing his member deep into her pussy. Kevin also thrust up, driving into her. Soon the room was filled with the sounds of their fucking. Jan's ass slapped against Kevin's thighs, the two grunted and moaned as they pushed together.

I stood up and watched as my husband fucked the beautiful woman that I had just introduced to him. At some point while I was sucking his cock Kevin had lost his shirt. Kevin's hands held Jan's tits as she slammed herself onto his rigid cock. Jan held Kevin's head in her hands pushing her tongue into his mouth. It was a very hot scene that made me reach down and stroke my pussy through the slit in my panties.

"Oh fuck, I'm going to cum," Kevin gasped. Just as I had thought, it did not take long.

"Go ahead baby shoot it into Jan's pussy. Pump that hot fucking cunt full of your thick cum," I called. "I want to taste your cum in her pussy. I want to eat that hot fucking seed of yours right out of her sopping wet cunt. It's going to taste so fucking good."

"Oh yes," Jan cried, "Fill my pussy with your cum. Pump me full of it. I want Lisa to eat it out of me. I want to feel her tongue pushing up inside my pussy trying to find every last drop of your cum." Jan thrust herself with even more force onto Kevin's cock. "Give me that fucking cum," she howled.

"FUCK," Kevin groaned as he took Jan by the hips and thrust himself into her. I could see his hips jerking as he pumped his cum into her pussy. His strong arms kept Jan from moving too much as he held her firmly on his cock. She gyrated slightly trying to move his cock inside her pussy. I could tell she was getting close and she wanted to cum.

"Oh, god, that feels so fucking good in my pussy. Fill my fucking cunt with your hot fucking cum," Jan cried. "Oh fuck YES." Jan's body went rigid. She wrapped her arms around Kevin and pulled herself into him, crushing her tits into his face. She held him tightly as her body convulsed on his shaft.

Kevin's hands roamed over Jan's back, dropping to her ass, and massaging it as she came on his cock. I moved toward the pair. I ran my fingers through Jan's hair. She turned and smiled up at me. One of Kevin's arms wrapped around me, finding my ass and started to clutch at my cheeks, working its way lower, toward my pussy. As Jan sat up, pulling back from Kevin, I saw that he had been happy sucking on her tits.

"You are such a lucky woman to have this cock at your disposal." Jan said dreamily. "It feels so fucking good." 

Jan stood up stepping back from Kevin. His limp cock slid from inside her. It was slick with a mixture of their juices. Jen bent over and took his flaccid member into her mouth. She sucked on him several times before standing and turning into my arms. We kissed hard, our tongues dueling in her mouth. She tasted great. She tasted like cum. I wanted more. I broke the kiss and lead her too the bed. Jan lay on her back, spreading her legs wide. Kevin's cum was starting to ooze from her pussy. A thin trail of white led from her opening down to her asshole.

I dove into her pussy, lapping at her sodden slit. I licked up every drop of my husbands cum as it oozed from her pussy, tonguing her ass along with her sopping gash. Once all the visible cum was gone I started to push deeper inside for more. I spread her pussy wide, giving me better access to her depths. I pushed my tongue into her as far as I could reach. The blend of Kevin's cum, along with her own, tasted so good. I felt like I could just eat at this beautiful pussy for the rest of the night.

Kevin moved up behind me his strong hands grasping my tits. After massaging them briefly he started to work his way down until his hands were back on my ass, cupping my cheeks and squeezing them. One hand stayed there playing with my ass, the other hunted for my pussy. I felt as his fingers played across my wet cunt. 

"Well isn't this a sexy thing," Kevin commented as he pulled at the bow holding my panties together over my pussy. 

He pulled the fabric apart fully exposing my steaming cunt to his touch. At first he simply rubbed me but then he moved on sliding a finger into my dripping pussy. This felt wonderful as I lapped at Jan's pussy.

"I've been thinking about eating this hot pussy of yours all day," Kevin said. He pulled his finger from me and started to rub at my opening once more. "What do you say we get you up on the bed and I eat you out while you suck all that cum out of our new friend?"

This sounded like a wonderful idea to me and I moved to accommodate. Jan shifted to the top of the bed while I climbed up and lay along one side. Kevin took my ass and rotated me so that I was lying on my side as he got into a comfortable position at the foot of the bed. Kevin lifted my leg and nestled his head between my thighs. I felt his tongue brush against my lips. I moaned as his tongue pushed against my pussy. 

"That feels so good baby," I sighed. "I just love the way you eat my pussy."

As Kevin was moving into position on the bed, Jan shifted forward, his hardening cock in her sites. Jan reached out and took hold of Kevin's cock, sliding her hand over its length. Kevin's cock was quickly responding to her touch. Soon Jan was eagerly sucking on Kevin's rigid member. 

I sunk into a state bliss with Kevin lapping at my sopping slit and Jan's luscious cum filled pussy clamped between my lips. My tongue swirled over her opening, dipping inside and pushing up to her clit on each pass. I drew Jan's labia into my mouth. Her flesh was saturated with her juices. I licked and sucked on her lips, savoring their flavor. Jan moaned on Kevin's cock when I shifted to her clit. I peppered kisses on her hood before lashing at it with my tongue. 

Jan's hips started to shift under my tongue. Her breathing was becoming ragged. I focused more closely on her clit, pulling back her hood to expose the sensitive nub. I poked at her exposed clit; flicking it with my tongue. I closed my lips around the rigid piece vibrating my lips around it, while alternately sucking on her inflamed clit. Jan could not take this for long, and I felt her pussy contract under my tongue as a wave of pleasure crashed over her. Her cries of ecstasy were muffled around Kevin's cock as her pussy flooded with her cum. As she came I shifted my attention back to her opening tenderly lapping her dripping cunt. I could taste a little more of Kevin's cum pushed out as her own cum filled her pussy.

Kevin's tongue was working its own magic between my legs. I could feel my orgasm starting to build. His strong hands were working my ass as his tongue darted over my tender folds. One hand slid between my legs, his fingers joining his tongue at my opening. Kevin spread my lips apart and pushed his tongue inside me. His tongue pushed at my inner walls, trying to work it way deeper into my pussy.  His head started to bob between my legs as his tongue jabbed into me, fucking my cunt. 




Jan



"Kevin, your tongue feels so good fucking my pussy. But I really need to be filled. Fuck me with your cock," I cried out. "Fuck my pussy with that big fucking tool of yours."

"I've got him all nice and hard for you too," Jan offered.

"How do you want it," Kevin asked as he pulled his head from between my legs. His lips glistened with my juices.

I raised myself to my knees. "Give it to me doggy," I stated, thrusting my ass up in the air, my legs spread for stability. "I just love how hard and deep you fuck me this way. Give it to me good and hard."

Kevin stood at the foot of the bed stroking his thick shaft. It shown from the attention that Jan had been giving it. 

"Will you get that fucking cock in my pussy or what? Oh please fuck me Kevin. Fuck my pussy with that big fucking cock of yours. My pussy is so wet and needs to be fucked with a big cock like yours."

Kevin moved behind me grabbing my ass firmly. He maneuvered my hips the way that he liked them and slid his cock into my sopping cunt with out preamble. I cried out as he pushed into me. He stroked into my a couple times and then started to really fuck me. His hips slammed into my ass with each massive thrust, rocking me forward. It felt so incredibly good to be impaled with my husbands cock.

"Oh fuck, baby. That is so fucking good," I managed between thrusts. "Don't fucking stop until I cum on your fucking cock."

Jan shifted herself so that she was laying under me, my tits hanging over her face. Her hands reached up and clutched at my breasts, guiding my nipples into her mouth. Her tongue swirled and flicked across my rigid nips, sucking them between her lips as Kevin continued to plunge his cock into me. I was already so close to cumming that it did not take long with this glorious treatment.

"Yes, yes, oh fuck yes," I grunted in time with Kevin's thrusts. "Oh fuck. Oh, my. Oh. Yes. Oh fucking fuck yes. Oh fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuuuuuuuuuccck. Oh, Fuck." My body tightened. My pussy clamped down on Kevin's cock pulling him deep into me as I came on his shaft. "Oh fuck yes."

Kevin slowed his pace, tenderly pumping into me as I came down from my orgasm. Jan moved off the bed and knelt at the foot of the bed next to Kevin. I felt her hand brush against me as she grasped Kevin's cock and pulled it from my pussy. She feed his length into her mouth. I turned around and sat at the end of the bed to watch as Jan sucked on Kevin's shaft.

"Oh, your cock tastes so good with your wife's cum all over it," she said staring up at him, his cock in her hand.

I slid off the bed and joined Jan on the floor kneeling in front of Kevin. I reached over and took hold of his shaft pulling it gently from between Jan's lips. I wrapped my own mouth around Kevin's cock head sucking his shaft into my mouth. I could no longer taste any of my cum on him. Jan had sucked him clean. We took turns back and forth, our heads bobbing on Kevin's rigid member. 

"Which one of you hot ladies wants to drink my cum?" Kevin asked. "I won't be able to hold it much longer. Your mouths are just too good and at sucking my cock."

"Shoot it all over both of us," I said. "I want to share your hot cum with Jan as she didn't get to taste any of what you left in her pussy."

Jan pulled his cock from her mouth offering it back to me. "Oh, yes. I want to feel your load all over my face. I just love cum on my face. But get plenty on Lisa too so that I can lick it off her."

Kevin took a step back stroking his cock. "You two get nice and close in together. I'm about to explode."

I shifted in tight to Jan. We each pulled the other in with an arm around the waist. Our cheeks were pressed together. Kevin took a step back toward us his hand pumping his cock. "Oh FUCK YES," he cried out as his cock spat its first spurt of cum onto Jan's face. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue in the hopes of catching the warm streams of cum that Kevin was projecting toward us.

He came for what seemed like a long time. When he was done Jan and I looked like we had been white washed. Thick pools of cum dripped from our faces. I turned toward Jan; she leaned in toward me, taking my one of my tits in each hand. She gave me a quick peck on the lips as she squeezed my tits.

"You're all cummy," Jan said a huge smile spreading across her face. We both laughed at the comment.

"So are you," I responded, "and it looks so yummy." We giggled some more. 

Kevin took a step forward inserting his cock between us. It was only semi hard now, but we both leaned in and licked at his length, cleaning any cum from it. I then took his shaft in my hand and gave it one last good long suck. His cock, fully limp now, Kevin moved up onto the bed to let us enjoy what he had left us.

Jan took my face in her hands and pressed her lips to mine. Our tongues mingled; dubs of cum sliding toward our lips. Our tongues started out in ever widening circles picking the cum off the others face. I could feel some of the thick droplets of cum falling onto my tits as they slid from my face. Once our faces had been licked clean we started to move down. We repositioned ourselves so that we could each have access to the others tits. I found that like mine Jan's tits were covered with drips of cum that had fallen from her face. I moved over one tit licking up the tasty globs from her flesh. I paused at each nipple to flick my tongue over them and suck on them briefly before moving to the other side. Soon Kevin's cum was gone, licked clean by our industrious tongues. I looked up and saw that Kevin had slipped under the covers. He was spent. 

I rolled off of Jan. Sitting beside her on the floor I said, "That was so good. I feel so satisfied." Jan murmured her agreement. "No offense to the quality of your tongue bath, but I think that I'm going to take a quick shower before turning in."

"Do you mind company?"

"Not at all."

I took Jan by the hand and lead her to the shower. We both were radiating in the after glow of a great fuck. The water felt wonderful beating down on our cum-slick bodies. We helped to wash each other our hands exploring but not lingering on the other. We were both tired and ready for sleep. Stepping form the shower I handed Jan a thick towel. Once dry we returned to the bed room. I blew out the candles and Jan curled up alongside Kevin, who was already sound asleep. I quickly joined them. I draped my arm over Kevin so that it rested on Jan. 

My fingers lightly traced over her skin. I realized that my hand was on one of her tits when I came across the nipple. I grabbed the nip in my thumb and forefinger, squeezing gently. "Goodnight," I said.

"Goodnight," she responded dreamily. "Lick you in the morning."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

With that we drifted off to sleep. . . 



Jan and Her Brother



If you read the story "My Best Weekend" you were introduced to my friend Jan and our most interesting weekend.

After that encounter which started one might say with the help of LITEROTICA Jan and I both became what might be called 'Literotica Addicts'.

Due to Jan's crazy work schedule which involved her working four twelve hour shifts in a row and then being off four full days a lot of our getting together was by e-mail. Some of this e-mail became quite intimate in the sense that our deepest secrets were revealed.

Eventually Jan gave me a brief account of one particular event in her life. One bright sunny Sunday early spring afternoon we had a particular intense love making session. In the afterglow of that session Jan told me the whole story. Later on I asked permission to submit it to Literotica in the form of a story. "Yes." she said so here it is. Enjoy.

As with other stories, no oversized equipment, no anal, no other cruelty.

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My family was Air Force so we moved several times as my brother Don and I grew up. Don was three years older than I but either in spite of or because of all the moving we were quite close. 

We had our fair share of friends but until we separated when Don went away to college our only intimate friends were each other. Of course intimate does not mean "INTIMATE" unless you count playing 'doctor' at age six or seven.

But I doubt that we had any secrets from one another including sexual ones. We knew who had done what and with whom and how and how often we did ourselves. 

Insofar as our sexual contact with each other was concerned it was very simple. It didn't happen. We were very casual with each other and very informal. We might visit each other's rooms and be near naked but we never touched each other in any intimate way. 

We might hug or sit watching TV with our head in the others lap. We might walk down the street with our hand on the other's shoulder or pulling the other along by the hand. But each other's private area was just that, private.

So anyhow Don went away to college at 18 and I missed him terribly. But we did spend long periods running up dad's phone bill. Dad didn't complain. He was becoming richer by the day since retiring and going into business for himself.

For various reasons Don and I did not see much of each other in person for the next four years. That time happened to be the 48 hour period that included my 19th birthday was very pleasant and ended all too soon.

Don had arrived home in the wee hours of Saturday morning and was to leave for his summer job early Monday morning. My birthday was Sunday and knowing that Don would be home that day and not wanting to share him I begged off any real party.

Don woke up about 11:00 AM Saturday only because I invaded his room and tickled him awake. In the process of the resulting horse play his half hard penis did pop out of the opening in his pajama bottoms and the sight of it gave my pussy a little tingle.

We spent lunch and the early afternoon with our parents getting caught up on family and friend gossip. Don also explained his summer job. Being at the top of his mechanical engineering class he had been hired for a rush assignment at a summer resort. Not only would he be paid but he would get a suite in the section they were working on and full guest privileges and meals. 

After lunch he went off to visit a couple of his buddies and didn't get home till about ten that evening. We spent a couple of hours in his room asking each other personal questions.

Such as, 'do you have a steady girlfriend. Meaning getting laid? He didn't. Had I lost my cherry? No, but almost. What did I think about going on the pill? I already had. Did he practice safe sex? Yes. How about me? Was I prepared to do so? Yes.

After a while he looked thoughtfully at me and said. "You know Jan I think you are only a technical virgin." 

"What do you mean?" Said I. 

"Well, you admit to doing yourself with that artificial banana over there." Pointing to an artificial fruit display my Aunt Leah had given me 3 years before with a wink and a silly grin. "You've given hand jobs and been finger fucked. The only thing you haven't done is actual fucking."

"I've been saving myself for you brother dear." Both of us sensing that we were venturing into forbidden territory found other things to talk about.

Before long still tired from his trip home Don fell asleep. I laid down beside him and fell asleep also with my arm around his waist. About 2:00 AM I awoke. Don was fast asleep and still in his street clothes. I pulled the covers away, got his pants and shirt off and got him back under the covers.

I resisted a temptation to expose his half hard penis for a good through look and went to bed myself. I was still sleeping at about 9:30 Sunday morning when Don came in with a breakfast tray followed by our parents for a rendition of 'Happy Birthday Dear Janet'.

The rest of the day was equally pleasant with a midday visit to the beach and a late afternoon cook out with several favorite relatives and family friends. The presents were nice but I noticed that there was not one from Don.

I was a bit hurt but then realized that there must be a good reason. Finally I called him on it. "Jan. I have a present for you. I've had it for weeks but I want to give it to you in private. I don't want anyone else to know about it."

"OK. But if I don't get it before I go to sleep I'm going to dump a glass of ice water on your privates."

He didn't' reply but walked back to the patio where everyone was gathered. Later the guests departed and mom and I did dishes while daddy tidied up outside and Don went to his room to pack.

Later, after our parents had gone to bed we met in my room. Don was wearing some loose fitting cotton shorts he used for pajamas. I was wearing a well worn set of shorty pajamas that were several years old and a bit tight and revealing. 

By the way I haven't described either of us. Don was just under six feet and about 190 pounds. He had a full head of dark hair and was nicely built. This a result of both swimming and running in High School and College.

I was about 5'6" weighed about 135, was reasonably well shaped from team swimming and jogging on days I didn't swim. I had somewhat muscular breasts which didn't need a bra but if I wore one it had a B cup. I was blonde mostly as a result of the constant exposure to chlorine. 

There was some wine cooler let from the gathering and we were sipping that and listening to tapes. Our whole crowd was into the early music that our parents had enjoyed and that was what was on the tape player. 

We had just about run out of conversation when a slow piece came on and Don said. "Jan, how about a birthday dance? It's been a long time." With that we were dancing and soon we were dancing closer than we should have been.

My nipple began to grow and push hard against Don's bare chest. Don's penis began to grow and press against my belly. If we had been on a public dance floor we would have looked like lovers. I loved what I was feeling but I was scared by it also. I suddenly thought of a way to break it up.

"So where's my present? I don't want to pour ice water on you privates."

"You do know what would happen to you if you did that don't you?"

"What?" Challenged I.

"A good spanking and don't think I wouldn't do it."

"I know you would if you could but you can't."

"Without thinking I followed up with a challenge. "Try it. If you can do it you can keep your present."

With that I tickled Don and we were off. Don got in one swat on my behind and then had to defend himself against my tickle attack. Soon we were wrestling around the room and I was quickly pinned against the floor. 

Don was on top of me holding my arms to the floor. It occurred to me that we were about an inch away from fucking missionary style as he was between my legs. One of which was wrapped around his back and the other of which was just below his ass. Our faces were a few inches apart and our crotches were touching.

Suddenly all was quiet. Neither of us moved an iota for about two full minutes. Then my body without my conscious permission moved that iota. Then Don's hard cock and my very wet and spread out pussy came into direct contact.

Don lowered his head and I raised mine and then our lips were touching. It was very tentative touching at first. But as the touching continued our mouths began to reposition them selves and then our tongues began to touch and explore.

Soon we were into a full blown very passionate kiss. Our breathing began to turn into excited panting and our bodies began to tremble and tiny little moans began to escape from my throat. 

"This is it." I told myself. "We're gonna do it." and I started what is called by some 'dry humping' except as wet as I was and our clothes being so thin it couldn't be called dry humping.

We went on like this for a few minutes and we were both approaching orgasm when Don tried to stop saying. "Jan, sis, we can't go on doing this. We're sister and brother for God's sake we have to stop."

"Don't you dare try to stop. I'm ready to come, don't you dare try to stop."

Suddenly Don was thrusting harder and making sounds that I could tell meant that he was ready to come too.

Then we were both going at it harder and faster, harder and faster until I felt warmth even through our thin clothes and I began what was the best orgasm in my brief experience. 

We were kissing and talking and thrusting and trembling and holding on to each other for dear life. Soon, all to soon the orgasms were over and we came down from our highs. We rolled over on our sides and simply held each other until our breathing returned to normal.

Finally Don whispered to me. "Jan I loved that and never have I felt so good with a girl. But we've got to cool it."

"Why?"

"You know why. I want it badly but let's cool it and see if it passes the test of time. Please?"

We discussed it quietly for awhile and finally Don went to his room and I fell fitfully to sleep. Finally sometime about dawn a deep sleep came upon me. 

A while later I felt something nudging me in the side and I came half awake to see Don bending over me with his hand under the cover. Then I noticed something hard and sharp against my bare butt at the same time I felt Don's lips on my forehead.

"I'm on my way sis. Here's your present. When you open it you'll see why this needs to stay between us. Enjoy and see you in a couple of months." He kissed my cheek and pinched my bare butt and I quickly turned over and watched him leave the room. 

A minute later I heard his car start up and I knew that he was gone. I reached down and brought out my present. It was in a fairly long square box but with a funny bulge on the middle of the top. I was puzzled and tore the wrapping off as quickly as possible. 

The box was unlabeled but taped to it was package of AA Batteries. I was suddenly horny as the thought flashed through my mind as to what my gift might be. Just as I was about to attack the box I heard a noise in the hall followed by a knock at the door. 

I immediately hid the box under the covers and called out. "Come in."

It was my mom. "Up and at them sweetheart. You need to drive me to work if you want to use the car."

I needed mom's car to get to my job interview. Even though the job was just down the street the headquarters was 30 miles away and they did the final interviews.

I made my bed with the package under my pillow and took mom to work. When I returned later wet and horny to retrieve it I found that my instinct was correct.

It was called a Jelly Waterproof Cock. According to the package it was bright red, life sized, had ten speeds and could be used in the shower. 

The batteries fit and Jelly Cock roared into life. I shouldn't say roared as it was very quiet. I knew where it was supposed to go and I began by touching it to my clit. I held it there as I tried each speed. 

I'm not sure but I'd swear that each speed produced it's own orgasm. If not it came close to being true. In just a few minutes I was a quivering mass. Fortunately through it all I remembered my interview.

Long story short, I got the job and enjoyed a summer of assisting in a real office where real people worked. My job was to end Labor Day weekend and I had two weeks and a few days between then and when I was due to start my Sophomore year at college. 

Later that day I proved that it was indeed waterproof. Before I left the shower I had pushed it up into me and enjoyed several more orgasms. 

As the summer progressed I began to wonder what I was going to do if I wore it out. Don and I worked our way into having phone sex as often as we could manage. And he assured me that I had no worries about wearing it out, that it was a quality device and good for several years of joy. 

Soon my crafty brain began to match that fact of my upcoming free time with the fact of Don having a suite at a luxury resort. I began to get very naughty ideas. I spoke to Don about spending a week with him and at first he balked.

Finally one night when our folks were out and we were exciting each other mercifully he relented. If our parents agreed we would spend a few days together. They did and I began to anticipate losing my technical virgin status.

By the end of summer I had my own car and it was decided that I would leave home with it packed for school. I would leave for school from Don's place and drive from there to college. Don would also leave from there for his Senior year at his college.

I arrived horny and ready on a Wednesday afternoon in the week following Labor Day week. The resort was somewhat quiet and it had been Don's last day on the job but he had privileges until the following Monday. 

It was about five when I found Don's room and knocked on the door. We hugged and dragged my stuff inside and then stood facing each other in the middle of the living room floor. Don was in his swim trunks and looked very healthy and virile.

I looked him straight in the eyes and said. "OK big guy. You have ten seconds to be naked and flat on your back. Ten seconds after that I plan to have your stiff cock deep inside of me. Now lead the way."

Don tried to take my hand to lead me but I shook it off and began undressing as we walked to the bedroom. I didn't have a stop watch but it wasn't very long before I was kneeling across his waist. His hard cock was in my hand and I positioned it at the entrance of my technical virgin cunt.

About two seconds later I was no longer a virgin, technical or otherwise. I sank down on it and I was so wet and slippery that his cock slid into me with almost no resistance. I was almost overwhelmed with the joy of it all. 

My hands were on his shoulders and his were on my tits as Don said."Jan. Are you sure?" My reply to his idiotic question was to move my cunt up and down on his hard cock twice and then saying back.

"What do you think?" I moved up and down about three more times. The third time Don moved with me.

"No!" I said. 'You be my dildo I want to do all the moving. OK?"

"Your call Jan. I want it to be exactly as you want it to be. May I continue to play with you lovely tits?" I nodded to signal my approval and his thumbs and fore fingers began to pinch and roll my nipples. 

That produced an extra adrenaline rush which coursed through me and cause my cunt to squeeze Don's cock in approval. I began moving my cunt up and down that lovely human dildo and searching for the best position.

I quickly learned to move my butt toward Don's feet and bent a little more at the waist so that my clit would rub against him during part of each stroke. Now I was in double heaven. 

I watched Don's face and I knew he was getting near when he said. "Sis. I hope you're ready because I'm gonna come any second now."

Those words did something to my body because without my commanding it to do so it began rapidly slamming itself against Don's crotch. Then I felt my cunt filled with heat and I could sense the increased lubrication between our organs and I knew that Don's cum was filling any empty space it could find. At long last I knew what all the excitement was about.

I rolled to the side pulling Don with me and keeping him inside of me and we hugged and kissed. Finally Don whispered in my ear asking. "Did it meet your expectations?"

"More than." I answered. "Was I Good?"

"Better than." He answered. "Let's shower together. Then eat. Then do the hot tub. Then come back here and teach each other the rules of the game they call 'sixty nine'. 

"Have you ever?" I asked. 

"No. I've had two different girls attempt a blow job. Neither was any good. I licked a girls clit once and she came and then pushed me away. So I'm a technical virgin in that regard. You?"

Not even close. Just what you already know about. I was chaste all summer except for my toy. Which by the way I can't thank you enough for."

With that we showered and we soaped and teased each other unmercifully. As part of that teasing I took Don's dick into my mouth for a minute and he paid homage to my clit for an equal time.

We jointly fought our desire to fall back into bed knowing that the anticipation would provide it's own reward later. Don put on a blue short sleeve dress shirt open at the neck and chino shorts. 

I put on a V neck tank top sans bra as usual and a denim skirt in favor of jeans. I was afraid that without panties my jeans would rapidly develop a visible wet spot in an embarrassing place. 

After Don found that I was naked under my outside clothes he said. "Sis if I embarrass you by getting a hard on it's your own damn fault."

The resort had a casual eating area and we sat out near a swimming pool and had a light supper. I couldn't tell you now what I ate though. I do remember that in my joy that I flashed a couple of guys one of whom was with a girl. She seemed to enjoy it as much as he.

When we got back to the room and undressed to go to the hot tub the plan went slightly astray.

For just a few seconds we stood there naked and horny and then the next second we were in each others arms tonguing each other mouths and trembling again with desire.

We paused only to pull the covers back before falling into that famous position called sixty nine. I was on top facing the foot of the bed.

I wasted no time taking my brother's hard penis in my hand and stroking it several times. Then I was wrapping my lips firmly around that beautiful thing just below it's beautiful head. 

After a couple of wiggles by both of us to get into good positions I felt Don's fingers spread my pussy apart and his tongue begin to lap the entrance of my love canal. 

The thrill that shot through my body was wonderful. I started to hump his face gently to give his tongue better access. Never had I felt such a sensation and I was hot and ready for whatever was to come.

Come was the operative word and what with the anticipation I was ready to come. I tried to hold myself back because I wanted Don to come with me but my body over ruled my brain. My cunt began to contract and release and my whole body began to tremble. My crotch was humping my brother's face and his tongue was racing to keep up with my wild movements.

Just that quick I felt Don's cock contract and expand and then my mouth was full of that liquid called cum. I was too busy swallowing to dwell on it's taste but I simply identified it as the taste of sex.

We sort of slowed down but the angels of sex kept us going. This time we were more in control. We began experimenting with different approaches to cause the other joy. 

Eventually I was deep throating Don and he was sucking and tonguing my clit and we came again and again almost together. Like the first time I swallowed it all but this time took time to taste and remember the flavor.




Jan and Her Brother



We rolled over on our sides for a few minutes and then while in that position began to work on giving each other a third orgasm. We got close but eventually fell away from each other. Later on we each felt the need to use the bathroom. We slept soundly cozy in each other's arms with the covers over us.

It was exactly nine in the morning when I awoke. Don was on the balcony all showered and shaved and drinking coffee and finishing his most recent pick from the box of Dunkin Donuts at his side. 

I approached him from the back and bent over as I blew into his ear. "Thanks for a wonderful evening." and headed for the shower and a toothbrush.

Ten minutes I was sitting beside him wearing shorts to protect my tender behind from the slats in the chair bottom. "Nice pair of tits sister dear. I'm ready to swear that they taste as good as they look."

"I can't vouch for the taste." I replied. "I can vouch for the fact that their nerves connect directly to my pussy and you may taste them any time." I noticed a sudden bulge develop in Don's shorts.

"Enough of this." Answered Don. "Before or after?"

"Before or after what?"

"Do we screw before or after we drive out and look at the falls?"

"I tempted to say both but I'm not sure that an old man of twenty three is up to that so let's save it for after."

"Old man hell. But you're right. What with last night's memories to fuel the anticipation later will just be that much better." Two donuts later we were in the car headed for the area's scenic attractions. 

The weather was just right and we had a very pleasant time. There was a large lake and after viewing the falls we found a boat rental place and rented a pontoon boat and explored some more. 

Along about 3:00 PM we found ourselves in a deserted area. The boat had sides that blocked anyone's view of the deck so I got naked. I spread a towel and laid on my back with my knees spread wide and my arms spread toward Don.

Don shut off the engine and stripped off his shorts. He took a quick look around and then fitted himself between my legs in classic missionary style. 

He entered me without difficulty as he said. "Wow sis, I had no idea you'd be so ready so often." As he spoke he began to slowly move his hard cock in and out of me. The sensations were incredible. 

I felt my internal muscles begin to adjust and tighten around Don's hardon. It felt extra good to me and it must have also excited Don as he started murmuring. "Oh, oh, oh, oh---I have never felt anything so good in my entire life."

"Me either." I said. "I'm gonna come soon. Please come with me."

Just like that we were both in the middle of great orgasms. At least mine was great and judging by the amount of cum that Don injected into my hot cunt I have to assume that his was great too.

I know that usually men have to pause after their orgasm before beginning to work on another. I consider it therefore a great compliment that no such delay occurred. In fact we didn't even noticeably slow down.

Not long after I came again. The third time took longer and that did it for Don but he did add another load of cum to that already inside of me. 

We stayed coupled and napped in that position until a speed boat rocketed by and set our craft rocking and forcibly separated us. I was dripping cum as I found my way to the bow and dove into the water for an impromptu rinse. 

Somewhat cleansed I came back aboard and we slowly returned to the marina. The sales guy checked the prop then looked knowingly at the wet spots and led us inside to complete the transaction.

Since then our lives have kept us separated except for brief periods at some family event or other. Occasionally one or the other of us will bring it up but to date we have not repeated the experience. 

But Don is settling down now after a bitter divorce a year ago. He is going to visit soon. So who knows.



Jan & Her Stepmother Pt. 01



If you are a minor, below the legal age to read Pornography then STOP here. This is for Adults Only! F/f I would really like some comments, good or bad, (but not abusive or about abuse!!) and would love E-Mail. I would like to hear from anyone, INCLUDING, Females, young, old or anything but indifferent. :-] I really would like some input on whether I have described things right or not.

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Chapter 1

The normally pretty, teenaged face of Janet Kline was not very nice to look at as she tore open the door to her home. It was a mask of betrayal and hatred. She slammed the door, rattling the windows. She leaned against it catching her breath. Her breasts rising and falling in the frilly white blouse she wore. She turned, threw her school books on the hall table and ran up the stairs toward her room, two steps at a time. Her short, mini skirt flying, giving glimpses of her athletic young legs and white panties.

As she reached her room, her stepmother, Kelly came out of the master bedroom to see what the noise was. When she saw Janet she said, "Jan, that's no way to act, slamming doors... You might break something."

Janet stopped, glaring at her, her dazzling blue eyes were flashing. She said violently, "Shut up Bitch! You're not my mother... just stay out of my way." She turned and entered her room and slammed the door.

Silence! Kelly was shocked... stunned... crushed!

Later...

Janet entered the dimly lit room through the partially open door. She could see Kelly, face down on the bed, her shoulders twitching as she sobbed. Jan started crying too as she realized what her harsh words had done to her stepmother.

Jan approached the bed and extended her hand and gently stroked the shaking shoulder while saying, softly, "I... I'm sorry, Kelly... I didn't mean..."

Kelly stopped crying and wiped her eyes. Then rolled onto her back, with her arm over her eyes. "It's ok Janet, I should have kept my mouth shut! Who am I to tell you what to do."

"No, no... oh Kelly... I'm so damned stupid... I was just so damned mad... I lashed out without even thinking... I'm so sorry... Please forgive me... Please...", She was crying quite hard by now.

Kelly, looked up at the teenager and her heart went out to her. She immediately sat up, reaching to the bedside table for the box of tissues there. Grabbing some, she urged the girl down beside her on the bed, and started drying the flood of tears welling from her eyes. She hugged her and pulled her head to hers and started soothing her, stroking her hair, crooning to her. "Hush, hush, honey. It's alright. It's fine. Ok. Ok." She started rocking her from side to side, hugging her, quieting her. "It's all over. Hush baby."

Kelly kept dabbing Janet's eyes and then her own and then started laughing because they were both trying to talk at the same time. Finally, Janet took some tissues and blew her nose and breathed deeply, looking at Kelly who was doing the same.

"God, I feel so dumb, Kelly. You are the best thing that has happened to me since Mom...", Jan cried.

"Honey, I know it's been rough, losing your mom, having no one to talk to for so long, and then having your dad marry a woman who is more your age than his, who tries to give you advice that you don't want."

"No... I'm sorry for the things I said and... oh... really... Can I explain?", Janet said.

"Sure, Jan, I'll be glad to listen, any time about any thing", Kelley said, dabbing at her nose again.

"Well, I was with this boy, well... this creep I used to like. In his car, after school, well... we were kissing and... you know... just... fooling around and things were getting... you know. Well, Bobby, that's his name, Bobby, well... he started.... uh... feeling my breasts... and... oh God".

Kelly hugged Jan again and said, "Go on, Honey, I know, I've been there too."

Janet continued, "Well, that wasn't so bad... Was it?... I didn't do any..." At Kelly's nod she went on, "He took my hand and... put it... on hi... He put my hand on his penis" she finished in a rush. 

"Wow", was all Kelly could think of to say. 

"Oh yeah... and that wasn't all... he asked me to take it out and... and... he called it... 'jack off'... he wanted me to... jack him off... Ohhh... I've never done that... never touched a... When I jerked back and told him NO, he screamed at me, and called me a.... 'cock teasing bitch', and a 'dumb cunt'. He said I was just a stupid kid and told me he was going to find a girl who *would* do what he wanted... I was so... so... hurt that I ran all the way home.... By the time I got here I was so damned angry at him... the world... and then... you... I didn't really mean to call you those names and... you know... God..."

Kelly blew out her breath... "Damn, I see why you were upset. Well, at least now you know what can happen with some guys, but remember there are a lot of nice guys out there too."

Pulling her to her feet she stroked Jan's short, blonde hair with both hands and cupped her sweet, elfin face, wiping away an errant tear with her thumb. She said with a smile, "Don't worry Darling, you deserve better than that jerk. As far as what you said to me... all's forgiven, we'll chalk it up to temporary insanity. Now go wash your face and lie down for a while... chill out, I've got to pull myself together too and figure out what to fix for dinner... Ok?... Go, honey" 

She turned Jan around and gave her a light pat on the butt to get her to go. Jan spun around and hugged Kelly and gave her a kiss on the cheek. A first.

"Ok Kelly and... thanks", she smiled, and walked lightly out of the room as only a teenager can.

"Damn," Kelly thought. She had been worried that she had lost the little ground she had gained since she had married Dave, Janet's father, 5 months ago. She had been so happy when Janet had finally started talking to her as though she were a friend. She knew it must have been traumatic to Jan, losing her mom when she was just 7. Being raised by a man.... they know nothing of what knowledge young girls need! 11 years later having her father bring Kelly home and tell the girl that they were going to marry. It must have been especially trying since the new bride was only 29, just 11 years older than Janet. Jan's father was 35. 

Chapter 2

When Dave came home he told Kelly that he had to leave on a trip in about three hours and would be gone for almost a week. Well, Kelly took him, grinning, right into the bedroom to make sure that he remembered he was a married man while he was gone. 

After dinner and after Dave had left, the house settled down to quiet.

Kelly thought she had better see if Jan was alright. After their happy parting in the bedroom earlier, she had acted a little withdrawn at supper, answering in mono-tones and excusing herself quickly after the meal and disappearing into her room. 

She mounted the stairs and as she approached the door, she heard Jan's frustrated cry "Ooohh... Damnnnn!" 

Kelly tapped on the door and when no answer came she opened it and peeked inside. Janet was not in the room but she could hear water splashing in her bathroom and a low moaning. Fearing that Janet had fallen in the tub, Kelly opened the door and looked in.

Janet was in the tub, her beautiful face was creased in a frown, her left hand was squeezing her pert right breast, pinching the nipple while her right was holding a wash cloth wadded tightly against her mound, her hips rising and falling against it, making the splashing sounds. Her lithe young body was beautiful. Her budding breasts were just a nice hand full, her waist tapered down, past her tiny 'inny' belly button and then out to her flaring hips and long shapely legs which were now stiffened as if in agony. She was moaning and breathing hard.

Kelly gasped and clutched at her own, suddenly 'wet,' tingling mound. Janet must have heard her and opened her eyes. She saw her standing there and jumped. Kelly said, "Oh God, Jan... I'm sorry... I heard you and thought... Oh God..." She ran out of the room.

Oh, Shit... Kelly was really shaken. Talk about instant turn on. Wow! Seeing the 18 year old girl in the throes of sexual heat had really gotten to her... She thought that if she hadn't just have had sex with Dave, she would have had to go finger herself to a wild climax. That was a wild scene in the bathroom. Shit, she might have to do it anyway. Kelly had always been aroused very easily which was why she and Dave had such a great sex life. He could make her get creamy just by looking at her in a certain way.

Later she took a shower (No, she didn't. She had cooled down by then). Kelly, agonized over the events earlier and finally *had* to see if Janet was alright... again... 

Dressed in shorty nightgown with matching panties, She went to Jan's bedroom door, tapped lightly and said, in a low voice, "... Jan..." There was no answer so she repeated it. 

Finally, she heard Janet reply in a strained voice, "Come in."

She opened the door and peeked around it. Only her little bedside lamp was on. Janet was lying on top of the covers, on her side, in a loose fetal position, facing away from the door. There was a large 'teddy bear' laying on the other pillow. Janet had on her usual night wear, one of her father's T-shirts and white cotton panties with little yellow flowers on them. They cupped her young butt pulling into the crease, separating the cheeks, deliciously. 

Kelly said quietly, "I'm so sorry that I disturbed you... earlier... I wanted to see if you were OK... and then I heard noises and thought you might have fallen in the tub... When I saw... you... doing... well... I should have knocked. I'm really sorry that I... uh... interrupted you... in the bath." When there was no response she started to close the door.

"Wait!" Janet said. "Please..."

Kelley saw she was trembling and on the verge of crying so she came in and shut the door. 

"What is it... What can I do, Honey?" She went to the bed and sat next to her and put her hand on her arm. Sitting up Janet threw her arms around her and cried into Kelly's breast...

"Oh, Kelly, I'm so... I think I'm going crazy sometimes"... sob... sob, "I get these feelings... hot... like with Bob... Bob... Bobby and I don... don't know what to do... do... about them."

Kelly turned and laid Janet down. Jan turned on her side, facing away from Kelly sobbing her heart out. Kelly lay down behind her, put her left arm under Jan's neck and around and held her right shoulder with her hand. She put her right hand on Jan's stomach and hugged her from the back, 'spoon' fashion. 

"What has happened, Honey, I thought things were all ok... was it my... seeing you... in your bath..."

Jan interrupted her saying, "No... no... well partly... I'm so ashamed... I can't stand it." She reached up and gripped Kellys forearm where it was under her chin and squeezed and started crying again and twisting her body.

Kelly started rocking her as before and rubbing her tummy, whispering in her ear again, and again..."It's Ok, Jan... what ever is wrong we can fix it... Shhh... just relax and tell me what happened now, Hon..."

Janet quieted down and slowly quit sobbing and started breathing easier. She was silent so long that Kelly thought maybe she had gone to sleep. Kelly still rocked her and rubbed her belly.

Finally Janet started talking. In a soft voice. She told Kelly that awhile after her dad got home she was going to ask him something and went looking for him and finally walked up to the partially open bedroom door... 

Oh God, Kelly thought, she saw us having sex.

Sure enough. Janet said, in a whisper, "I saw you and daddy naked, on the bed. You... had his... his penis... in your... hand... stroking it up and down. His fingers were... in... your... Oh, Damn, it felt like... my stomach ... oh God... then he said, 'I've got to...' Well, you know... He moved... on... on top of you..." Here, her hips started to move back and forth, bumping Kelly's hips, and she was squeezing her legs together, hard.

Getting more and more agitated she added, "Then... he... put it in... you down... down there... oh, I couldn't stand up... it felt like I was going to pee my pants. It felt so strange... I... I turned and almost fell... I almost crawled up to my room. My body felt so strange... like it is now... all hot and tense and... quivering!... and I didn't know whhhat to dooo!!!"

She trembled violently.

"After awhile I calmed down and you called that dinner was ready. I thought the distraction would make it go away... this feeling I had... that I had a big balloon down between my legs and it was going to... burst. Food wasn't the answer... oh, damn, I couldn't quit *thinking* of you two together... it was tormenting me, so much, I had to leave the table."

She was twisting and turning and finally she put both hands down between her legs cupping her vagina and moaning, "That's when I got in the tub. I... was all hot and wet... sticky... like now... and I thought something was wrong... I started wash... washing... myself... oh damn.... down *there*... and suddenly I saw stars and sparks... Oh, I don't know what's wrong, I don't know what to do... I feel like I'm going to explode... OHHhhhhh... what's wrong with meeee. I'm so scared..."

Oh, my God, Kelly thought. Janet needs to masturbate but doesn't know how to do it or anything about it. The girl was twisting and moaning and was in, if only mental pain. She was twisting and turning, bumping Kelly with her hip movements. 

...Kelly... Kelly... should you be doing this??? NO you should not! But... she *had* to help Janet. She had to end the teen's torment. She had to show her what to do!!

Kelly took a deep breath and then started soothing her again, only this time she did it differently. She let her left hand move from the girl's shoulder down to her right breast. She cupped it and squeezed it marvelling at the fullness of it, She pinched the already hard nipple and molded the breast with her hand. It felt hot even through the Tee shirt, and... surprisingly good. She loved teasing her own breasts this way too. 

"Oh, Damn, I know I shouldn't be doing this!" she thought to herself.

"OH... Yes Oh God, touch me... Pinch it hard like that... oohh yeesss", said Jan as she moved her left hand up to grab Kelly's hand and press it harder on her tit. Kelly slipped her right hand down, under Jan's hand, under the front of her panties and into her pubic hair.  Kelly slid her palm down over the very wet vagina. 

"Aaaaahhhh... yeahhh... There too!", moaned Janet. 

"Oh, yeahhhhh," echoed Kelly to herself... "It feels so fucking good to me too. The slippery, juicy wetness." Kelly loved to play with herself almost as much as getting fucked. 

Kelly cupped Jan's cunt and then let her middle finger part the engorged labia, sliding into the opening. It was hot, wet, and slick. Janet screamed, "Gggaaaaaaaaaaa..." Kelly then hooked her finger downward and dragged it upwards until she could feel her clit at the base of her finger. Then she started rubbing her now slippery hand around in a small circle, then up and down, her finger delving deeper and deeper into the virgin hole. Jan's other hand clamped on Kelly's and followed what she was doing to her cunt. She also pushed her hips back so that her ass cheeks were grinding against Kelly's mons causing Kelly to reciprocate, tilting her hips and pressing up against the yielding butt in front of her.

It took only about four or five seconds before Janet's body went rigid and then started shaking. "OOOoooooohhhhhhhh... what's hap... pening... to me? AAAAh... Daammnnnn... what is it...?" 

Kelly told her, "Don't worry Honey... That's your clit right there."

"Oh, Shit... It's 'thrilling'... that's the ooohh... only wayyyy... to describe it... Oh,... so goooodd... Oooohhh sshhhit... something is going... AAaaaaaahhhhhrrrrrgggg!!!"

"Yes, Yes... it's good... Do it Honey... Do it... You're *cumming* ... Climaxing... Enjoy it... Cum... cum for me... Janet." She felt Janet's cunt gushing against her working hand and was surprised at the liquid this girl was putting out. She kept talking and squeezing her tit hard and fingered her ruthlessly, rubbing her clit hard too. "Cum for me!... Cum all over my hand, Honey!!!"

Jan twitched and shuddered... Screaming and humping Kelly's hand and the invading finger... Twitched... convulsed... "Oooohhhhhhh... damn".

Kelly kept fingering and stimulating her pussy and clit... slowing and slowing. Bringing her back easy, not wanting to stop too soon. For her part, she was still pressing against Jan's ass... *She* wasn't able to come down... not yet.

Janet finally came down to earth... Breathing very heavy and moaning. 

Finally she was quiet. 

"Ohhh Kelly... Oh, Kelly... thank you... oh thank you, thank you. Ohhh... That was so... great... Ohhhh, yeah... that was awesome... ohh... So that was cumming!!... Wow... GREAT!! Mmmmmmmm.... yesssss. I want a lot more of that!!"

Kelly slowly disentangled herself and pulled her hand out of Janet's panties. She had mixed emotions about this. On the one hand she was glad that Janet was feeling better, and had had her first *cum*... and that it had been by Kelly's hand that she did it. But yet... Yet it was so wrong. Very wrong. God... what now.

Janet was still thanking her profusely and finally sat up and kissed Kelly deeply, solidly on the lips. Then realizing what she had done she blushed and apologized. 

Kelly looked at her and burst out laughing. 

Flustered, Janet said, "What's wrong?"

"I just fingerfucked you to your first orgasm and *you* apologize for *kissing* me?" laughed Kelly. 

Janet laughed and said, "Oh, Kelly, I *love* you... and... I love... *IT*... I'm never going to forget this night... Ever! Ohh... WOW!!!" 

Kelly thought to herself... 'Yeah... you and me both!' Besides feeling she had made a terrible mistake, she also was so fucking horny she was going to have to go play with herself and cum for an hour!

Chapter 3

She told Janet she would get a wash cloth and clean her up. She went into Janet's bath. She rinsed a cloth in hot water. Looking in the mirror, at her auburn framed face she thought, 'you look the same but you know different, don't you. Things will never be the same between you and Jan again. Oh, well... I might as well clean her up... I helped get her 'dirty'. She laughed a little at that... God she had to hurry. She was *very* wet now.

Janet was taking off her T-shirt, pulling it over her head as Kelly returned. Kelly stopped as Janet's breasts came into view. She groaned inwardly. They were small but beautiful. She suddenly remembered Debbie's breasts. Deb had been her best and only friend in school. Deb's breasts were like this... a nice teenager's handful. They had been only 18 when they had finally 'experimented' with mutual masturbation, fingering each other. It had only happened that one time. Deb's family was moving, that was how it happened. They had started kissing 'goodbye', got aroused and it just... happened, feeling each other's body pressing together... then caressing the other's breasts as they stared into each others eyes. Then the fingering and more kissing, then... two explosive climaxes. She had never seen Debbie again. Kelly had never tried it again with another girl.... 'till now, that is.....

As Janet fell back on the bed, dropping the shirt to the floor, Kelly came awake and moved forward. She was just going to hand Jan the cloth and leave and go fuck her fingers *raw!* But then Jan lifted her hips and slid her panties down. The crotch was so wet that it stuck and her panties turned inside out as they left her sticky loins. Then raising her legs, bending her knees apart, pulled them off her feet. This opened her cunt to Kelly's gaze. Kelly almost swooned. 




Jan & Her Stepmother Pt. 01



What the hell was happening to her. She had never had any lesbian feelings, never looked at another girl... *that* way. Even with Deb it had been only a way of masturbation. Well, she *had* noticed other girls breasts and butts but only, she thought, in comparison to her own, or so she told herself.

She sat on the bed, staring at this naked angel. Jan had shortish, blonde hair, a very cute face, trite, I know, but true. A slightly turned up nose with a generous, sensual mouth with straight, white teeth. A long neck and good shoulders, probably due to this being her second year on the swim team at school. Her breasts were almost perfect cones that, lying on her back, were still cones, little hint of sagging at all. Kelly felt tingles in her simmering crotch as she watched Jan smooth her hands over her breasts, navel and ruffle her teen pubic fuzz while stretching. Janet saw her gaze and said, "I don't know why, Kelly, but I love being here with you... like this. Naked. I feel so free now. No shame or anything. Just Love. Do you feel that way... with me?"

Kelly hesitated, "I'm not sure, Honey... I've done a very large thing here you know. I'm really mixed up about it... I love you too... in the same way but I'm also responsible for what we've... I've done to you... I'm worried about what this will bring later." Damn, she couldn't look away from Jan's gorgeous body, her pussy. What have I done...

"And what do you want to *do*?" said her lust!

Jan said, "Oh, Kelly, I know what we've done. I'm not as dumb as I sound. We'll be ok. I know..." She sat up, put her arms around her and kissed her again, on the mouth, while pressing her naked breasts against Kelly. 

Oh,God, Oh, God... Kelly groaned, fighting with herself... and losing! Kelly kissed her back... then slipped her tongue into Janet's mouth.

"MMmmmmmmm" Janet said,"... I like that". 

"MMmmmmm" answered Kelly. "Me too."

Then she said, "Oh, Fuck... Jan... Please... just lie back so I can clean you up." 

Janet did so reluctantly. She spread her legs and Kelly's breath caught in her throat. Jan's cunt was so beautiful, lips open, wet and looking delicious. She had never seen one up close like this. Only, like in the girl's shower when she'd been in school, and she'd never felt... anything... anything... like *this* before... Had she?... Even Deb and she had ...*felt* more than *looked*. She bent over Janet as Jan's feet came up toward her butt and then knees splayed outward. Janet felt so 'open' with Kelly. *Open* was the right word... Damn.

Kelly took the wash cloth and started to mop up the congealed juices on Jan's leg. 

"Shit", yelled Jan and clamped her legs together on Kelly's hand. "That is so cooollldddd." Kelly's wrist was trapped against Jan's pussy lips.

Kelly said, "Ok, We'll forget that." Janet opened her knees and Kelly threw the cloth aside. She looked again at the teen's glorious body, the cherry tipped breasts, the flat stomach and the slightly rounded mons. She was sitting near the middle of the bed and she just leaned closer..... and closer to Jan's cunt until she was lying between her legs staring at it. It was a magnet drawing her in. She couldn't help herself. Jan started to say something but stopped when she saw the look on Kelly's face. She just watched.

Jan's vulva was still red from the fingering it had received. Light, almost invisible blonde down was sprinkled on it, mainly at the top. Lips pouted, clit still prominent, glistening in the lamplight.

Kelly extended a finger and traced the fleshy, wet lips. Jan hissed as she drew in her breath. "Ssssssssss, Oooooo", she cooed. 

"So beautiful", Kelly said and leaned forward and kissed those lips. "So beautiful". She kissed them again only this time she stuck out her tongue and also licked them. A third kiss and her tongue slid all the way into Jan's cunt, licking it, bottom to top.

"AArrrrRrrrggg... oh... what... you... Oh... sooo goood."

Kelly marvelled at the sweet taste... MMmmmmmm Damn... The texture was like... *peaches*... all slippery, wet little folds and nubs. She sucked them into her mouth. The taste? The taste was like... like... well, it probably tasted like cunt. She licked again, again sucking the flesh into her mouth, savoring it... Delicious pussy.

"Ooohh fuck", Kelly thought, " I should have tried this before... It's fantastic! I *love* licking cunt!!"

As Janet started crooning and shifting her mound around, she touched Kelly's hair to let her know that what ever Kelly did was Ok with her. Kelly used her thumbs to open these wonderful petals and she pressed her face deeply into them inhaling the wonderful smell of this aroused girl. Her nose bumping her clit, tongue sliding into her vagina opening, discovering that it was almost hot inside. She slid her hands under her butt and lifted the cheeks up so that she could thrust her tongue deeper into it... where someday a huge cock would slide in, destroying her virginity. 

Janet looked down, past her pert tits, her belly, to Kelly's beautiful face, or what she could see of it. It was buried in her crotch. Every time Kelly's face moved, Jan felt something move deep in her cunt, Kelly's tongue. She could see her nose, and feel it as it rubbed her clit... sending jolts of electricity through her whole being. She tried to keep her eyes open so she could watch Kelly but the intense pleasure she was receiving made it almost impossible. That new, special feeling was coming again, closer... and closer... and all of a sudden... Janet was *gone* again... groaning and bowing her back... thrusting her cunt up and down on Kelly's tongue... trying to get to some... unknown spot... She grabbed Kelly's head and held her mouth onto her clit. And as Kelly sucked and 'strummed' her tongue on the nubbin... Janet felt her insides pull up... her asshole pucker... and then she... blasted off. 

"AAaaaaahhhhhhh... Godddddd... I'm cccummmmmmmiinngggg."

Kelly sucked and licked, thrusting her tongue as deep as it would go... Moaning too, in the knowledge of what Jan was experiencing and wanting to encourage her to let go. Grinding her own mound into the mattress...

She tried to hang on as her mouth was suddenly full of gushing cum... full to over-flowing. She sucked and swallowed the nectar and still it gushed... it was delicious! It coated her cheeks and chin and ran down her neck.

Licking... sucking... humping... cummmmmming... and then... finally... two long drawn out moans... Janet's and... Kelly's. One of satisfaction... one of agony.

Chapter 4

Panting... Gasping... slowing. 

Finally, Jan became conscious of Kelly's groans... Jan felt so good and wonderful. Her pussy was all tingly, so satisfied, so why was Kelly groaning? She opened her eyes and sat up. Kelly was flat on her back, across the bed, with her knees drawn up. Her hands were thrust deep in her panties, and judging from the movement, she was fingerfucking herself.

"Oh Kelly! Poor, Poor Kelly! I'm so selfish. I've cum twice and you haven't at all. I'm so sorry. I didn't think of you."

I've got to help her she thought as she kneeled by Kelly, she reached out... hesitated for only a second and then pulled Kelly's panties off. Kelly, though focused on her need, raised her hips, to help. Yes! Kelly's hands were covering her pussy and squeezing it. Her hips thrusting up and down. This was Jan's first time seeing a girl fingering herself. God! It was so exciting, seeing her fingers sliding in and out. She didn't know how to proceed but remembering what Kelly had done for her. She was sure that she could return the favor.

Janet said, "Don't worry, I'm going to help you Kelly," and she kissed Kelly on the mouth. Tasting the juices there. "Oh... Mmmm... is that what I taste like? Oh... *yeah*!" She started kissing and licking all over her face. At the same time her left hand squeezed Kelly's somewhat larger breasts through her PJ top, God, was she really feeling her tit! Yes! And it gave her tingles. She also ran her right hand down and pushed Kel's hands away from where she was fingering her cunt, and replaced them with *her* fingers.

Oh, Wow. What a feeling. That slippery, juicy feeling under her fingers, around her fingers. Oh,God. She'd never felt anything like this before. It felt wonderful. She started to get tingles again but then she remembered what Kelly had done and how it felt. She started doing the same things. She slid her finger in... in... Wow! Kelly's pussy was swallowing her whole finger, sucking it in deeper! She started fingering her... running it in and out, in and out, then up to the large bump and around it... then back down into the gooey morass again. Kelly groaned and raised her hips every time Jan hit a good spot.

Finally she heard Kelly say something between groans and heard what she thought was, "Two..." Jan immediately stuffed *two* fingers *deep* into Kelly's pussy! 

"AAaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh... yyyeessss... so gooodd... Fuck... fuck... fuck." She raised her hips up and started a fucking motion, meeting Janet's downward plunge, burying the fingers deep... deeper in her slippery cunt.

Jan was pumping and fingering and Kelly was thrashing more and more. "OOhhh.. Shiiiittt," moaned Kelly. She still sounded as if she were in agony. Janet decided to go all out. Still fingering her she moved between her knees, looked at Kelly's wet cunt. Wow, yes... beautiful, she thought. As she thought of what she was about to do the *tingles* got so much stronger, making her quiver inside. She took a deep breath and dropped her head down and... as her fingers came out... her tongue went in... deep into Kelly's pussy! Oh... yes.... yes... delicious juices. She *liked* this. She *Loved* this! She started licking and sucking in the loose membranes, swallowing the juices, then sliding her tongue to the top she found the nubbin and sucked it into her mouth hard. While she sucked she slid her fingers back in deep... deeper... in and out, twisting. Tongueing her clit as Kelly had done to hers. 

"Ffffuuucckkkk... Yeessss... AAaaaaahhhh... Cuuuummmmmiing" said Kelly. 

It was Janet's turn to be inundated with cum. It gushed out into her mouth, face, and all over. Jan jerked her fingers out and covered Kelly's cunt with her mouth. She sucked and swallowed while Kel came... and came in her mouth. Delicious, juicy cum... all over her hands and face. Kelly jerked and ground her pussy into Janet's mouth... and came... and came... Screaming...

After an eternity of maybe a minute or two, Kelly stopped screaming, then groaning and then... just heavy, heavy breathing. Janet, too was out of breath. She climbed up Kelly and they clutched each other, laughing.

Kelly finally picked Janet's beautiful, cum drenched face off her breast and just held her there, looking into her eyes. She smiled and said, "God, don't we make a wonderful team... together?" Janet agreed, "Yes... Together." They kissed deeply... as lovers do.

Chapter 5

Later. 

Kelley was lying with her head on the pillow. She had taken off her top, finally. Her Auburn hair was short also. Her body? Ever see a "Victoria Secret's" swimsuit model? After looking at Kelly, you have. Proportioned just right, poised when ever she moved. Very long legs with an auburn thatch, which did not cover her pussy as much as 'bracketed' it, like a picture frame. 

They *both* felt 'comfortable' being naked with each other now. Jan was lying at kind of an angle to Kelly, on her stomach, her saucy little butt cheeks dimpling. She was up on her elbows watching her hand explore slowly over Kelly's breasts, nipples, stomach and mons. In a studying way, as a lover would do, who wants to know her partner's body better. She loved the older girl's breasts. She hoped hers would be as beautiful when she finished growing. She kissed and suckled the closest nipple, getting a moan out of Kelly who was running her fingers through Jan's hair and looking at her lovingly. 

Jan said to Kelly, "When you first... 'touched' me... masturbated me...I didn't know what to think. After I came... well, that really was a thrill. Then... you... licked me... God, when you first stuck your tongue in me... and when I came... with your tongue in my... 'cunt'... 'WOW' I know it's bad,... what we've done but I'm glad because everthing is so wonderful! I want to... do it all with you." Then she added, with a grin, "I also want to learn to use all those 'filthy' words like 'fuck' and... and 'cock'... and 'cunt'... and any that you'll teach me. They make me tingle when I say them!" 

Kelly thought, "God... what am I into? What have I opened up? Well, she couldn't see the future but she knew that Janet was going to have to be a big part of it."

Kelly put her hand under Janet's chin lifting it to look in her eyes. "Darling, I... I don't know what has come over me. And you too by what you're saying. I shouldn't be *feeling* this way, this, love... and... lust for you! God, Jan... We don't even know much about each other and... bang, we're doing this!"

"I know, Kelly. I feel... Wow! I feel like I just woke up. I can't quit thinking about you, and... *IT*... But I *love* it. I want *more*, and I think you do too, don't you?" 

Kelly finally replied... "I should have the courage and discipline to *stop* this. Damn, you're only *18*. I shouldn't want you like this... *hunger* for you. But, oh, *Fuck*, Jan... I do... God help me I really do!" 

Jan said, "Kelly... last night... well also earlier today, I was a 18 yr. old girl who *talked* to her *Teddy Bear*, for God's sake. Ugh! Now? Now I'm a 18 yr. old girl who has discovered the taste of *cunt*... *Your* cunt. I'll never go back to my teddy bear again. I'm a *cum* junkie," she said with a grin.

Kelly pulled Jan up and they kissed long and deep. Tongueing each other, moaning.

Then the phone rang. 

Chapter 6

Kelly reached to Jan's night stand and picked up the extention. She said, "Hello... Dave?". He must have answered because she looked at Jan, smiled and put a finger to her lips in a 'hushing' manner. Jan put her hand over her mouth and giggled but went on teasing Kelly's nipple. Kelly said, "You got there alright then... what time is it anyway. 11:00... already....damn, time flies when you're gone. Yes, I'm just lying in bed... talking to my 'Fucking Stud'." She made a raised eyebrow look and smiled at Jan. Jan giggled and mouthed, 'Thanks'. "Jan? Oh... She's in her room. Do you think I would ever talk like this in front of her? Ha ha... yeah, I miss you too. Oh, so you liked what we did, huh."

Listening, Jan remembered Kelly playing with her dad's 'cock' while he fingered her 'pussy'. Those words again! She started to get that funny feeling again. As Kelly talked Jan lifted Kelly's leg so she could slide around and under it to get to her pussy. Kelly was watching her as she said, "You have a hard on... again? Doesn't it ever go away? ... Are you going to jack off? Yeah? Ookaaay!"

Jan, hearing these words could resist no longer. She had been looking at the delicious morsel before her and she boosted herself up and slid two fingers, deep inside. Kelly hissed and said, "Oh, Yeah... I've got two fingers buried in my pussy now... yes... slipping in and out... Are you jacking off now? Yeah? I can almost see that big 'cock' now, with your hand jerking up and down on it... Oh, Fuck... this 'finger-fucking' feels so good... different from when you do it..." Jan moved up and thrust her tongue in Kelly's pussy too. Slurping in the juices. "Oh, God... it feels almost like you're licking me now." Touching Jan's hair, lovingly. "Oh... Ok I'll hold on..." 

Jan pulled her head back and looked questioningly at Kelly. Kelly covered the mouth piece and said that some one was at his door. "Yes?... Oh, I'm sorry, Honey... yes, I miss you too... sleep?..." She looked in her 18 year old stepdaughter's eyes and said, into the phone, "No..." With a wink to Jan. "I think I'm going to *eat* something, you know, have a ... 'midnight snack'."

She had to cover the phone because Jan drew in a big breath and Kelly thought she was going to shout. Jan didn't though. She pulled her fingers out of Kelly and stuck them in her mouth and started sucking the juices off. Kelly said, "Yes Darling... I'll eat something... 'non fattening'." Jan turned on her side, opened her legs and, raising her eyebrows with a smile, nodding her head, pointed to her blonde cunt. Kelly smiled broadly and nodded emphatically. "Ha ha...Ok Dave... call tomorrow... Ok... Love you too. I will... 'Night." She hit the 'off' button, then laid the phone on the table.

"Your father sends his love to you and said to 'take care of each other'! So... 'Snack'... 'Snatch'... 'Cunt'..., what ever you want to be called... consider yourself on the menu tonight... Mmmmm... I'm going to 'take care of you, Honey!'" Kelly said. 

Jan whooped and jumped into her step mother's arms, kissing her, with lots of tongue. "Mmmmm yourself. I really enjoy licking your 'pussy'." 

Kelly said, "Shit, Jan, I can't seem to get enough of your's either."

Chapter 7

Kelly said, "Ok, Honey...We need to 'chill' a minute and talk." 

"Awww Kel, we can talk later, she pushed her thigh between Kelly's and started rubbing it against her slippery pussy. 

"Ohhhh, Honey, you don't play fair. Wait... feel how wet my cunt is? Well, I want it as much as you do... but lets talk a minute, Please, Dear."

Jan stopped her wiggling and slid off her. She said, "Ok, Kel, I can wait for a 'minute' I guess..." but then added with a laugh, "But only for a 'minute'"

Kelly smiled and sat up. Jan noticed that her breasts barely changed shape, hardly any sag to them. 'Yes, she thought, I want mine to be just like hers.' She sat up too, facing her.

Kelly paused, then said, "I guess you know that we are in trouble. We love each other... and each other's body... love... eating each other..." 

"Yes...?" queried Jan. 

"Well, how do we act... when your father gets home? It's going to be very hard for me to not touch you when you walk by... we aren't going to be able to hide our feelings *all* the time... sooner or later, we'll slip up and... pow."

"Oh, yeah, I see that." said Jan, "Well, we'll just have to do the best we can... what else can we do... I don't want to and probably *can't* go back to how I felt before...anyway." 

"Yeah me, too, Pumpkin. I love how I feel about you," said Kelly. She opened her arms to Jan and kissed her, lovingly.

Chapter 8

"Minute over?" Jan smiled, "Good, but first... I've got to go 'pee'." Kelly said, "Oh no, Not if I get there first!" and scrambled off the bed. She was on the side closest to the bath room and so got to the stool first. She sat down as Janet came rushing in.

"That wasn't fair, I said it first." She stuck out her lower lip in a mock pout. Kelly just laughed. 

Janet turned on the light and looked in the mirror, turning her head this way and that, posing. "Do I look... different? God... I sure *feel* different. 

As Kelly's pee hissed into the bowl, she reached out and touched Jan's hip, "We are *both* different now... we'll never be the same again." Jan turned and Kelly pulled her over and cupping her butt cheeks, kissed her stomach, saying, ".... And I'm glad." 


Jan said, "Me too," stroking Kelly's hair.

Kelly pulled back and reaching, got some toilet paper to wipe with. Jan, seeing this, reached and took it out of her fingers, saying "Remember? We're supposed to 'take care of *each other*!'"

Kelly grinned and as the last little spurt came out, so did a soft ' puff', from the back. She giggled, nervously and Jan said, with a laugh, "Oh, Gross". They both cracked up. Jan then reached down and looking in Kelly's eyes, she blotted her pussy. Kel grabbed her arm and shuddered a little as Jan wiped up across Kel's clit... then dropped the tissue.




Jan & Her Stepmother Pt. 01



Kelley blinked and then rose. Jan's turn. As her pee splashed in the bowl, she buried her face in *Kelly's* stomach, also clutching her cheeks, inhaling her fragrance. Kelly pressed Jan's head gently, sighing contentedly.

As Jan stopped, she pulled her face back and Kelly got some tissue and started to reach... Jan grabbed her hand and smiling, strained a little... nothing.

Kelly said, laughing, "You don't have to do *everything* I do..." 

Jan said, "Oh, but I *want* too. So far it's been a real education." 

As Kelly wiped Jan and Jan hissed, she said, "You've got that right... for both of us!" She dropped the tissue and, standing, Janet flushed the stool.

They shut off the light and stood there a second, then put their arms around each other and hugged... molding their bodies together. The slim 25 year old girl and the slightly smaller, and now, wiser 18 year old girl. Finally, they parted and, holding hands, side by side, two sets of cute butt cheeks twitching, they went in and sat on the bed. Hugging each other, they lay back. 

Chapter 9

Jan rolled over, half on top of Kelly, and kissed her with hunger, slipping her hand between her thighs, finger slipping into her slick pussy. Kelly moaned and then moved all the way on to the bed, crosswise, and told her, softly, "Come, *sit* on my face this time." 

Jan's loins tingled as she complied. She straddled Kelly's shoulders and looking down her body, past her tits, and flat belly, lowered her wet cunt, directly onto Kelly's mouth.

"Aaahhhh... God" she cried as Kelly jammed her tongue deeply into Jan's 'swamp'. 

'God, she's a juicy girl', Kel thought, and groaned into her pussy, loving the taste.

After a few seconds, Jan caught her breath and lifted herself off of Kelly. Kel opened her eyes. Jan said, "Wait." she got off Kelly completely, leaned over and kissed her on the lips and said... "I want to suck *you* too." She turned around and settled on Kelly.

She had heard of 69 but wasn't sure how... so she squatted over Kelly's face and then lay down on her so her head was near *Kelly's* cunt. As Kelly brought up her knees, Jan was in kind of an awkward position to get to her goal. She, finally put her arms through Kelly's legs, with her armpits behind Kel's knees and she was *there*! She gripped Kelly's butt cheeks and started kissing and licking and sucking. 

She felt Kelly's arms go between *her* legs and as her knees were pushed toward her own breasts, her pussy, just naturally settled on Kelly's tongue. Kelly, gripping her ass cheeks raised her head and started licking as well. Then, reaching to the side, grabbed a pillow and stuffed it under her head, Now she didn't even have to lift up. 

Janet enjoyed this position, greatly. Then she thought, what *is* this? Really. Before, when she had eaten Kelly, it had been fast and furious. I want to *know* Kelly. 

She raised her lips and looked down at the sight before her. Kel's cunt had an elongated, tear drop shape not just a slit. Kelly's nether lips were slender but fleshy and pink. Labia, that was the name. But she liked 'cunt lips' better. They started just below the hair line. She used her fingers to pull them apart gently and delve inside. As the slot went down towards Kelly's bottom it widened and deepened. Where the folds, or petals were at the top, there was a bump in the middle, like a small finger. She circled it with her finger and pressed it back and forth. Kelly groaned and quivered. This was the 'clit' she had heard about and sucked on earlier. She reached forward and licked it a few times, experimenting with different tongue pressures. This was greeted with deeper moans and answering licks on *her* clit.

Moving on, sliding her fingers through the, now slippery folds, Jan noticed a tiny hole. 'Pee hole' she thought. Seems that was about where 'she' had to wipe anyway. A few more long licks. Again answered by a similar treatment on 'her' cunt by Kelly who was also, evidently, examining her. She slid her questing fingers farther down and noticed that as she opened the lips further it also got deeper, more folds of tissue. She looked for a hole but there wasn't one... only circular swirls and folds. She slid her finger into this and found that there *was* a hole, or more correctly, a tube or funnel of flesh that gripped her finger. As Kelly moaned again she could feel a 'milking' or 'sucking' pressure on it. Wow! This was her 'vagina'. This was where daddy put his 'cock' in her and 'fucked' her! Oh, God that sounded good. She thought, 'Someday I want to *see* that, up close. She felt pressure on hers, almost painful, but Kelly couldn't get her finger in very far. To Kel's credit, she didn't try too hard. Probably remembering her own youth, not too long past. 

Jan was at the end. Looking at Kelly's pussy and running her fingers back and forth, in the slippery channel that awed her. This was fabulous! And just think, *I* have one of these too. She smiled and started licking from the top, over the clit, the pee hole, then running her tongue all the way out, to the bottom. Then sucking in all the juicy folds. She did this a few times, and as she dug her tongue as deep as it would go in the juicy funnel, she opened her eyes and looked at the bottom. *Kelly's* bottom.

Almost under her nose was another sight. Kelly's little pink rosebud anus. Again she stared... this was also 'different'. She kept licking Kelly's pussy, slowly but looking at the little wrinkled orifice. She wondered... She took one of her slick fingers and slide it over the hole and around, wetting it. Then she applied pressure to it and it slipped in a little. "Awrrrggg", came from Kelly. She couldn't tell if that meant 'good' or 'bad', so she eased it out. It really hadn't been in very far. "Sorry, Kel, did that hurt?", she said. 

In answer, before she could react, Kelly eased the slippery tip of one of 'her' fingers into *Jan's* rosebud. Oh, Wow. It felt... strange, but definitely good!, in fact, it was exciting as hell. Kelly wiggled her butt a little and started 'fingering' Jan's asshole, gently slipping in a little then out and at the same time, licking and sucking Jan's pussy. Tongue and finger, alternating. Sliding in and out. Jan thought it felt *very* good this way, and she immediately reciprocated, putting her slippery digit back in Kelly's asshole, then diving into her cunt and started the same action.

They settled down to a feast of one another. Sucking the slippery folds in, swallowing the collected fluids, tongueing deeply, finger fucking each others' assholes, slipping the finger deeper as their passion grew. Raising up, looking at the pussy, fingering it, then back to tongueing... and 'MMmmmmmmmm'ing. Faster and faster they went. Now adding rocking to their deep licking and sucking. Higher and higher they climbed. Soon, the fingering of Kelly's asshole was too distracting to Jan... She pulled her finger out and gripping Kelly's butt cheeks with both hands she went all out. She was rocking Kelly and deep tongueing her, and working her chin against her clit, moaning into her cunt as the action was reciprocated. Faster... faster... Kelly followed suit and soon they were rocking and groaning, licking and sucking, slurping and quivering. 

Jan felt that wonderful tension building up again, fast, her insides started vibrating. All her muscles started to tighten, her toes curled, and suddenly she was *there*!!... Again!! She was paralyzed with pleasure. It flowed over her in waves. To *her* credit, she kept her tongue deep in Kelly's pussy and chin on her clit as she moaned and *came*. "UUCummingggnnn" she cried, into Kel' pussy... She knew she was drowning Kelly... she couldn't help it... it felt so... wonderful. Suddenly, in the midst of her pleasure, Kelly's cunt flowered open around her tongue and started *gushing* cum into *her* mouth. Mouthful after mouthful had to be swallowed by the girl. Cumming herself, she tried gamely to do it but it was too much to handle. It flowed out, running down the crack of Kelly's ass and dripping to the sheets. 

Kelly's situation was the same. As Janet's cunt clutched her tongue and cum started coming into her mouth in huge quantities she had to swallow again and again, trying to keep up. Her own cum, triggered by Jan's, overtook her. As her climax occurred, she too, was almost paralyzed by the pleasure. She clasped Jan tightly to her body and groaned and sucked and licked and swallowed and swallowed and then... started... giggling... giggling into Jan's juicing pussy!! Giggling because her loins were erupting pleasure... Giggling... because... it was fantastic cumming like this... the waves coming and going, a feeling of... a release of tension. Soon, she realized that Janet was also giggling into *her* cunt... as their cum ebbed the giggling grew. Soon they couldn't continue. The giggles became chuckles and their cumming became a beautiful after glow... 

Their loins aching from ecstasy, they rolled on their sides and gulped fresh air into their starved lungs, still gripping each other's butts. Slowly calming and finally, deep breathing, with, now and then a chuckle and a shiver... A last few licks and sucks...

God... they were good together!!! The 'young' older girl and the 'older' younger girl.

Janet reversed her position and she and Kelly hugged each other, kissing... more like 'sucking' each other's mouth... sliding all over, licking and sucking up spilled cum.

Later

Kelly looked at the clock on the table. Almost 1:00 AM. On a school day. Well, I'm sure Jan is going to want to call in 'sick' in the morning. I want that too. Jan, all pooped out, was sleeping, lying half on, half off Kelly, grasping her breast loosely. Her sticky thigh on Kel's sticky mons and vise-versa. The sheet draped over them. Fuck it , she thought, we'll shower later. She kissed her on the forehead, ellicting a soft moan of pleasure, then a softer snore.

Oh, Damn... all that had happened in only 8 hours... 8 hours that had changed both of their lives. Forever! 

Jan home about 4:00... their verbal exchange. Then ... not quite 5:00, Jan apologizing... 6:00, she and Dave fucking, with their unknown audience... 7:30, Dave leaving and by... 8:00 her seeing Jan in her bath... By 9:00 she was finger-fucking her step daughter!... 10:00 she was sucking her cunt!... 10:30 Janet was sucking *her* cunt!... 11:00 Dave calling and then... 11:30 the little incident in the bath... Around 12:00... Cunt eating again... a wondrous feast for both... in a love knot... 69ing!!!! 

She sighed deeply and said, "Oh God, Yes, I love it so much." 

Jan raised her head and looked askance at her. Kelly tipped Jan's lips up and kissed her softly, then pressed her head back to her breast. 

"I love you", they both murmured at the same time. And then... 

They slept.

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Jan & Her Stepmother Pt. 02



Hi again... This is a sequel to "Jan and her Stepmother" in the Lesbian category. It might be better to read that first if you haven't already.

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Chapter 10: Jan and her Step Mom and Daddy!

9:35 Friday morning, Dave Kline paid off the Cab driver and quietly unlocked his front door. His business trip had been canceled the night before so he had rushed to catch the 'Red Eye' home, picked up some flowers at the terminal and planned on surprising Kelly by sneaking in, thinking Janet would be in school. For a second his face sobered as a thought crossed his mind. Stories of guys discovering their wives in sexual congress with their neighbors or someone, but he knew better about Kelly. Their sex life was full and frequent. No fear there.

As he walked into the dining room, suitcase in one hand, flowers and briefcase in the other, he was stopped in his tracks by a very lascivious sight. There on the breakfast bar lay his wife, naked, with her knees raised to her breasts, eyes closed, in the grip of sexual lust. One hand was molding her breast and the other... God, her other hand was stroking his teenaged daughter's hair. *She*, Janet, was also naked, with her face buried in Kelly's crotch, licking and sucking her cunt. She was humming in contentment and Kelly was moaning in passion as Jan's tongue thrilled her clit. One of Janet's hands was slipping fingers in and out of the slit, playing 'hide and seek' with her tongue, her other hand was cupped over her own mound, one finger disappearing and reappearing, glistening with her juices.

There was a rustle and a soft thudding noise! Dave had dropped his suitcase, briefcase and flowers. He stood there stunned.

Kelly, hearing the noise, opened her eyes, and was looking at her husband, looking at her! Horror clutched her! 

"OHGODOHGODOHGOD" she kept repeating, over and over! She was pulling and pushing on Jan's head and trying to get up. Jan finally was pushed back far enough so that she saw something was wrong. She looked in the direction Kel was looking... and got a 'gone' feeling in her stomach as she saw her father's shocked face.

As Kelly scrambled down, Jan jumped back, almost sick, trying to cover up.... finally just standing there crying, her shoulders shaking with hugh, wracking sobs going through her. Kelly, looked back and forth between Dave and Janet and then she, too started crying, mournfully, holding her arm out with palm upraised either to ward off a blow or to intercept Dave's sight of this betrayal.

Dave, finally, slumped into a dining room chair. He rubbed his hands over his face and looked again. Here was his beautiful wife's statuesque body on display. His eyes moved over her familiar curves, lovingly. He knew every 'nook and cranny', had licked and kissed every inch of it.

He then looked at his daughter. God. Was this shapely girl/woman *his* 'little' girl? He could see that her cute face was slick with Kelly's juices and although she was cringing he could see how wonderfully developed she was. Damn, her breasts, still growing, were beautiful, capped with strawberry like nipples. Slim body, tight, flat stomach and a small amount of pubic hair at the top of her slit. It was an arousing picture.

Shit, he was getting hard, seeing these two visions of lust before him. *Getting* hard? Fuck, he was *rigid*. His shock had turned into acceptance. He took a deep breath and thought, well, this thing has happened, we can't 'unhappen' it. Wow!! What to do next? I guess, just be cool and go one step at a time. He loved these two, now because of this, he would have to alter his thinking, maybe his way of life... again! Most of all he had to continue loving them and convince them that this was not the end of the world!

So to begin...

Dave said, "Ok now girls... you've got to quit crying. I'm really not upset. Listen, I was shocked for a minute but now I'm over it. Come on... quiet down. Please, take it easy. I still love you both very much, this doesn't change a thing. Well, maybe it does, but not my love for each of you.

Kelly cried, "How can you still love me after I've done this, *this* to your Janet? I'm a monster for what I did to her! I'm so ashamed!" and she started crying harder.

Janet interrupted her saying, "No, no, Daddy! She only helped me. I'm the one to blame. I'm the one to feel ashamed! Don't be mad at Kelly, please. It just... happened!" She also started sobbing her heart out.

"Will you two shut up for a minute. Kelly!... Janet!... Stop!' Dave said raising his voice. 

The girls were shocked into silence. They had never heard Dave shout before. After they quieted down, except for sniffles, he continued.

"Look, I still love you, both of you. This is something new here, but... well, it's not a new thing to me.

"Wha..." both girls said at once.

Dave said, "Ok, I'll explain. Get your robes and let's go into the living room and I'll tell you."

After a few minutes, the girls were sitting, cowed, on the couch and Dave took a seat on the coffee table in front of them. He took a hand of each of them and held them and kissed them. Then he looked back and forth at them. Janet on the left, Kelly on the right. They were still shamefaced and he had to press their hands to get them to look in his smiling eyes.

"Damn", he thought as he gazed at these two beauties. Their robes were gaping a little and he could see the upper curves of their lushous breasts. "God, I can't believe how hard these girls have made me!"

He said to Kelly, "I think I mentioned a few times about liking to see two girls having fun, do you remember?"

Kelly just looked at him and nodded, then looked sidewise at Janet.

"Janet, uh, what do you remember about your mother's death?" he asked.

"Well, not much, It was a long time ago," she said, "Just that she died in a car accident with Aunt Mary."

"Ok, well, the reason that I'm taking this in stride, is that, well... it's not the 'first time' for me! Janet, your... 'Aunt' Mary, She wasn't really your Aunt. No, no, wait a minute! Mary... well, she was... your mother's... girl friend... lover really! It's true!.. Honest! She was also... *my* lover!!!" 

Kelly and Janet exchanged glances... eyebrows raised, mouths open.

"Before we were married, your mother introduced me to her 'friend' Mary. We were all in College together. One night I told your mother I couldn't see her because I needed to cram for an exam. Well, after awhile, I couldn't think of anything except making love to her so I went to her dorm to see her. We never knocked or anything when we visited each other, so when I got there I just walked in... Wow. Talk about instant turn on!"

"They were in bed in a... 69 embrace. True!... and it took a few seconds for them to notice me. Caught like that, there was nothing to do but explain. They relaxed a little, but didn't change positions."

"Their faces glistening with each others secretions, they finally... smiled. What else could they do? Your mother said, softly, 'well... you're welcome to join us, really! I really *want* you to. But... if you can't, I'll understand. I love you, but I also love Mary... please, Honey, get out of those clothes and come here.' "Well... I was so turned on by the sight... and the *thought* of them... eating each other, that I *did* join them. 

Join them indeed! He remembered it vividly. From the doorway he was looking at the bed, from the foot. It looked like Mary had sat on the right side of the bed and then lay down from there, Denise turning around and getting on top in the classic 69 position. As Dave moved to the right side, shedding his clothes as he went, he ended up taking off his boxers right in front of his girl. She had been watching him while spreading and licking Mary's pussy. 

As Dave finished, his rock hard prick was almost in Denise' face. She got this wild look in her eyes and said, "Yesss, Darling. Come here. Oh, God... I want you to fuck Mary, right here, right in front of my face... That's so fucking hot." "Here," she said grabbing his cock, "Fuck it in to her cunt so I can watch!" She pulled him forward, engulfed his rigid tool, deep in her mouth, then, pulling it out and pressing it into the wet slit just under her chin.

Dave and Mary both moaned as he thrust his hips forward, burying his cock. He was looking down and could see that in this position he could not get all the way in. With Mary's legs behind Denise' arms, her pussy was more horizontal and his thighs were bumping her ass cheeks. It was wonderful enough though. The sight of his girl, Denise, being sucked and at the same time him, fucking this slippery, juicy cunt, two inches away from her face was overpowering.With Denise cheering him on and using her wet fingers to twiddle Mary's clit and the junction of their union, and the different feel of fucking in and out in this position, he knew he would not last long at all. He could hear Mary groaning into Denise' pussy and the way that they were both moving and jerking told him he was not alone as his thrills escalated.

Denise used her other hand to cup his ass cheek, with her fingertips nudging his asshole. She was pulling him in, helping him plunge deeper and deeper into her girlfriend's quim. She was loudly urging him on. "Fuck her, Dave, Fuck her ragged! Cum in this dirty cunt... cum now, Honey... Fill her up with your juice, Baby, Now, now... Ohhhhhh shit, Honey, I'm Cumming, Fuck! I'm Cumming!" Mary also started grunting over and over. He could feel a pulsing grip on his cock as he, himself, went over the top

But as soon as he started squirting deep in Mary's pussy, Denise pushed him back out. The second gob of cum blasted onto Denise' nose. Then she grabbed his cock and aimed it so that the spurts were directed onto Mary's cunt, filling the slot of her labia and some running down across her puckered hole. 

As soon as the deluge stopped, Denise, moaning, swooped down, covering the sloppy mess with her open mouth. As Dave milked the last few drops out of his cock, he could hear the loud *SLURPING* sound Denise was making, sucking up the puddle of cum. She must have been sucking Mary's clit clean too, because there was renewed moaning going on down under Denise' pussy. Then Denise moved down and quickly licked away the slippery trail that had traveled down Mary's ass crack, stopping to delve into the little wrinkled hole there in case any of it had entered

As Dave remembered all of this, his cock gave a lurch in his pants.

Continuing his tale to Kelly and Janet he said, "We became a 'threesome'. Later, when we got married, Mary came to live with us. We had to introduce her as your mother's sister, because they couldn't quit touching each other, even in public. We three lived together as man and... wives... until the accident."

"Wow!" said Janet brightening a little... 

"Yeah, wow!",echoed by Kelly.

"Now, I find myself in a similar situation... and I'm having the same... reaction. The sight... and thought of you two... doing things together, like... like this, well... I love you both... What can I do?"

There was silence. Each one looked searchingly at the other two.

Kelly held her peace. This dilemma affected her but she decided it should be solved by the others. She *knew* what she wanted... *Both* of them!

Janet looked at her father. An excitement building in her. 'God... could her father be thinking of...' Suddenly there was a wild tingling in her loins! They gazed into each other's eyes. Finally, screwing up her courage and mentally crossing her fingers, she asked, "Daddy... did you... mean that... uh, that part about... you know... the thought of... Kelly and... I... Does it really... excite you... I mean... you know..." She stopped flustered, blushing and looking away.

Dave looked at her. He really saw her in a new way. He squeezed her hand until she looked back into his eyes. 

"Uh...Yes, Honey... I mean it! It excites me thinking of you... as a girl, woman... doing these things. I was shocked... as with your mother... but now... If I,... if I... stood up right now... well... you'd see how excited I am!"

"You mean..." Jan started.

"Yes, Honey... I'm *very*... excited!", Dave said with an abashed grin. He shifted his glance to Kelly to see what *her* reaction was. 

Kelly's eyes widened, she smiled, knowingly, "Yes, Dave... Oh, Yes... Do it... Do it!" she whispered.

Dave stared for a moment longer at Kelly and then stood up as Kelly repeated it, "Yes, Honey... *show* her". 

Janet was still a little shocked at all she had heard and, as her father arose, her eyes stayed where they were. Instead of looking at her father's face she was looking at his crotch as it rose into her view. His pants were... tented! She suddenly realized that she was looking at her daddy's hard cock which was trying to rip out of his pants leg.

"Ulp", she croaked.

Dave hesitated... swallowed... then... reached up and opened his belt and pants and... let them drop to the floor... Both girls,... mouths gaping, were mesmerized by the stretched fabric of his boxers. Again he hesitated...

Kelly finally awakened and realized that this was *It*! This was something,... a... beginning for the three of them. She knew it would be Janet's first *close-up* view of a penis. She quickly shrugged out of her robe, slid to her knees beside her husband. Watching Janet's eyes as they were fixed on his bulging shorts, she told Dave to take off his shirt. As he nervously complied Kelly took off his pants, shoes and socks that were around his ankles. Then she s-l-o-w-l-y pulled Dave's boxers down, uncovering his genitals... in slow motion.

Dave, his shirt now off, stood quivering, looking down at his daughter's face. He was afraid that he might see shock or horror there but all he saw was wonder.

First came the top of his pubic hair, dark and curly, then the base of his prick. His shorts were barely holding down the monster. as the fabric was lowered further it was pushed out by the pressure of the thrusting organ. Kelly was watching Janet's face as she uncovered her husband's cock in front of his daughter. Her eyes were large and dialated with passion, her pretty mouth slack and open.

Finally, the material was only holding the engorged head which, as the shorts fell to his feet, sprang up as if with a life of it's own and bounced and wavered proudly in the air... accompanied by the intake of breath to Janet's starved lungs. It stood in all it's magnificent glory.

Janet was fixated, staring at her dad's erection. It was pointed almost straight at her face, about two feet away. It looked *huge* as it bounced while he shifted around. It had a kind of 'helmeted' head with a small slit in the end. She had seen baby penises but never thought what they would look like erect. *This* was *something else*! Kind of a dark head, shaft slightly curved, full of veins, about 6 - 6 1/2" long, and it was about as big around as 4 of her fingers squeezed in a bunch. Behind and below was a sac, scrotum she recalled, holding his testicles. The sac was hairy as was his lower belly. She cataloged all this while her conscious mind was just marveling at the beautiful sight. She loved how it looked... she reasoned that it was shaped like a blunt spear... to drive, no, to 'fuck' into Kelly's wonderful 'cunt'. She thought in quote marks... loving the sound and thought of these words. Then an idea hit her... would her daddy... want to use this... on her? Oh, God... She didn't know what to think about that. She could feel her cunt practically gushing with her excited fluids.

"Ooohhhh...", she sighed, she swallowed loudly, then, finally aware of her surroundings, she looked at her father's face. He was looking at her and he seemed flushed. Was *she* flushed like that?... Was he embarrassed or just excited. 

Then she looked at Kelly... She saw that *she* was *naked* now, on her knees looking beautiful. She had one arm around her dad hugging his hips, smiling up at him, her nipples were swollen... as were her own, with want, need, lust. 

'God, My pussy's doing flip-flops', Janet thought as she looked at Kelly's nudeness next to this *huge* thing staring her in the face.

As Janet gazed at her father's prick, Kelly reached out and took Jan's hand and urged her off the couch and onto her knees, on the other side of her father. She pushed Jan's robe off her shoulders and Jan reacted enough to slip it off. She wanted to be naked with them!

Then Kelly took Jan's right hand and placed it on Dave's cock. Janet felt a thrill run thru her whole body, starting in her hand, and ending deep in her cunt. Kelly squeezed their combined grip a little, and moved it back and forth so Jan could feel the muscles there, the awesomeness, the power. She let go and Janet continued stroking him on her own. Jan was fascinated by the feel of the skin sliding over... what must be muscle ridges, in this tool. It felt wonderful. She could also feel her father quivering.

Dave looked down. 'Oh, shit,' he thought, 'What an erotic sight.' There was his beautiful, young wife and his 18 yr. old daughter, kneeling in front of him, their wonderful, naked bodies glowing with lust, and they were jacking off his turgid cock. He gazed on Jan's young, newly awakened body, That and the feel of her hand and the memory of them... licking each other's cunts, and the fact that this sexy duo was going to repeat that, in front of him, turned him on so much that without warning... he started cumming.

"Aaaaaahhhh Sssshhhittt!... Ccccuuummmminnngg!!!"

Janet felt her dad thrust forward in her grasp and then his prick convulsed and immediately it spurted a gob of burning cum onto her cheek. She was so startled that she almost let go, but Kelly grabbed her hand and pointing the spewing cock down toward Janet's tit's, spoke in her ear, "Just keep jerking him, Honey, finish him off... jack him off, let him cum on your tits, doesn't it feels 'hot?"

Finally, Kelly could stand it no longer. As Janet watched the last few squirts come out, Kelly started licking the globs off Jan's breasts, sucking loudly. She turned and Jan saw her suck her dad's cock into her mouth, cleaning it of the last drops of his honey.

"It *tastes* good too Honey!" she said, and kissed Jan, giving her her semen coated tongue. As she returned the kiss, Janet noticed the 'starchy-sweet' taste of her father's cum. Oh,... she wasn't exactly sure about the taste, she was going to have to try this again to see. It was exciting but it was... different.

When they broke Dave dropped to his knees and gave Janet a long, deep, soulful kiss. Kelly hugged both father and daughter saying, "God, this is so... wonderful!"

Dave took Jan in his arms and hugged her naked, nubile curves to his muscled body. As he pulled away he kept his left arm around her, hand sliding to her butt cheeks, fondling them. His right hand went to her young breast, molding and caressing it, tweaking the hard nipple causing Jan to moan and tremble. He said huskily, "Well... welcome to a new life... for the three of us!!!. If you want." As she nodded they both looked at Kelly... opened their arms and the three started kissing each other, open mouthed and then three way tongue kissing. They all groaned and squirmed against each other's nudity and fell into a pile.

Dave lay there still vibrating from his orgasm. Soon he felt Janet giggle... then again and soon she was doubled up laughing. Dave raised his head as did Kelly and asked, "What's this all about?" Jan subsided some and looking from one to the other she said, "Kelly... remember?... this is how all this started. Because I wouldn't 'jack-off' Bobby... Remember?" Then Kelly joined in her laughter. Soon, Kelly sobered and told Dave what had led to this moment, constantly being interrupted by Janet. Dave finally joined them, chuckling.




Jan & Her Stepmother Pt. 02



Finally, Kelly said, "I'm having a very hard time controlling myself... please, guys, can we go up to the bedroom?", and laughed, "*Please*! I need some *loving*, Jan needs it too...!" 

The girls jumped up and, pulling Dave to his feet, dashed for the stairs. Dave had recovered enough so that he was right behind them, watching, caressing, and wanting to kiss these four ass cheeks that were bouncing right in front of his nose. Damn!

Chapter 11

Once in the master bedroom Dave climbed into the middle of the kingsize bed and told Janet to come and join him. Kelly sat down near Dave's head. When Jan got on the bed and approached him on her knees he stopped her so that he could look at her charms. 

Then, he turned his head to Kelly, as he stroked Jan's flank. "Darling, do you mind my being so preoccupied with Janet? I... I'm so stunned by all of this... I..."

Kelly hushed him and said, "Don't worry honey, I'm so *high* just being here like this... the three of us... Go on. *I* love it too. I want to watch you with Jan, really. Let's all agree, right now to not be jealous... just *enjoy* each other. I love you both so much. Go ahead and *explore*. I'll be here afterward, or maybe *during*!", she finished with a grin.

Dave smiled at her and then looked at Janet and said, "Honey... You know that this is *wrong*. Us getting involved, sexually with each other. Wrong, but I can't help myself! I want it! You seem so different from when I left only yesterday, so grown up, filled out and oh, so beautiful... and lustful!! I *had* noticed your body before... and, oh yes... oh, there were a lot of times I was turned on by how you looked in certain things. Now, naked, you just take my breath away. I want you so bad!!"

"Oh, God, Daddy me *too*. I *am* different now. Kelly showed me how to grow up. I was always so insecure and childish. But now I'm able to understand my feelings better, and other things. Yeah, I know this is 'wrong' but I don't think it has to be wrong for *us*... The three of us... I can't give up my... desire..., sorry, Daddy, I'm blushing... but I love doing things with Kelly... *to* Kelly." She grinned at Kelly, then back to her dad. "And... and I want... uh... well I would love to *do* more things with you too,... and *to* you... You know what I mean... I want you to... use your... thing... your *cock* on me... make me a woman. God, Daddy... I want it all, so *bad*! I'm almost cumming just saying these things to you!" Janet was trembling visibly.

Dave looked at her and smiled broadly... looking from one to the other he said... "Well, then... if it's OK with Kelly... I guess you can be... my... *second wife*!?!"

Both girls clapped their hands and kissed each other and then Dave. Kelly then said, "Well, then this means that this is *OUR* bedroom and *OUR* bed." They all laughed and there was another round of kissing.

After Jan got back up on her knees Dave reached out and caressed her breasts and pinched her strawberry nipples, smiling. Then his eyes, and his hands moved downward over her ribs and hips. She, and Kelly both, watched his hands, then his eyes, as he looked at Jan's pubes. The smile broadened and she spread her legs a little and his left hand flowed over her ass cheeks, stopping to play, intrigued by the globes. He brought his right hand to his face and licked his fingers and slipped them between her thighs. She gasped and closed her eyes, pushing her hips forward. The fingers slid into her groove, separating the lips. Wetting them had not been necessary as her cunt was a steaming jungle, slippery and hot. He titalated her clit for a few seconds, eliciting groans from her, her pelvis jerking involuntarily. He then slid the teasing digits farther back and in, one slipping into her tight vagina. He leaned up, captured her right nipple in his mouth, nipping it with his teeth. Also he brought his thumb into contact with her clit. Fingering her cunt, thumbing her clitoris, nibbling her tit and fingering in the cleft of her ass cheeks, finding her nether hole again, he proceeded to give his daughter all the attention he could...

Janet started groaning and thrusting her hips onto his fingers, Kelly stopped Dave by saying, "Wait Dave."

When he stopped and looked at her she continued, "Try this," and pulled his hand away from Jan's pussy and directed his coated fingers to his mouth. He smiled and sucked on them.

"Mmmmmm... yeah... Oh Yes, Honey, let me taste you.... your cunt." Jan was delighted by his use of the 'dirty' word to her!

He looked at Jan's eyes and then her glistening slit and pulled her gently forward. Jan, wide eyed and smiling, straddled his shoulders and brought her wet pussy Toward his mouth, watching him as he stared at her approaching slit.

As she came closer he brought his hands up, cupping her butt cheeks, thumbs on the side of her puffy, lower lips. He supported her there and gazing at her pussy, used his thumbs to spread them. As they opened he could understand why the poets spoke of them as 'rose petals'. They *did* resemble them, soft petals, opening with 'dew' on them..... The smell was not of roses.... it was the aroma of an inflamed woman, he could not deny, now that his daughter was a woman. He ran his tongue across these 'petals, enjoying not only the taste of her but the sight of the folds moving and caressing his tongue as *it* caressed *them*.... He felt a deep stirring in his prostate..... *lust*!

As her dad started to tongue her slippery cleft, and the thrills started, she had a last glimpse, past her pert tits and flat stomach to her sparse cunt hair, nestled under her father's nose. He looked into her eyes as he started eating her pussy, then, overcome with thrills they both closed their eyes.

Jan thought, "Oh, Fuck... my Dad's licking my *cunt*!!!... God, I love it so much... he's eating me alive... They both are so wonderful... God I can't take much more of this... just the idea of it... Daddy sucking my juices...Oh, *Fuck*!"

Dave thought, "MotherFucker... I'm eating my daughter's cunt... Damn, I'm almost ready to cum again just thinking of it... Her ass and tits and pussy. It's feels and tastes so damned great with my tongue in here... She has a juicy cunt just like her mother. I love all these slippery folds, dripping with her cream... mmmmmm... shit!"

Kelly thought, "This is almost too exciting... seeing Dave sucking the slimey pussy of Janet!!!" She knew that soon she would be joining them or bust. She was fingering her dripping cunt and she felt like it was going to burn up. So fucking hot. She wondered if she should join them now...

The decision was taken out of her hands by Dave. He lifted Janet off his face and told her, " this way doesn't give you the best feeling... Turn around and sit on my face backwards." Then to Kelly, " Darling, you shouldn't be left out any longer... Climb on and let Jan see how you look getting fucked up close!"

They both scrambled to do it, grinning broadly. Janet backed onto his face. He saw her cute little asshole flicker as she moved. As she lowered her dripping pussy to his tongue, his nose was touching her 'brownie'. He inhaled her earthy smell and he felt his cock twitch in Kelly's grasp as she started to slip it into her wet cunt. Both she and Jan watched as she centered it just below her clitoral hood and slowly sank to the bottom of the shaft. All three groaned as it happened.

Jan put her hands on the bed, on either side of her father's sides. This brought her clit right on the tip of his tongue. She experimented, rolling her hips and arching her back and soon could get her dad's tongue any where she wanted... even... she noted with an inhalation of surprise... onto, or into her asshole. Wow, *that* was a new experience... she knew it was going to happen again, too. 

In the meantime, Kelly was kneeling astride Dave's hips, leaning back, putting 'her' hands next to Dave's knees. This, while moving Dave's engorged cock slightly out of her cleft, also allowed Janet a clear view of the wet, shiny connection, which Kelly wanted and which Jan noticed as soon as she opened her eyes.

"Oh, Fuck, Daddy, That looks so great... your big fat 'cock' slipping in and out of Kelly's, gooey 'cunt'!!" She shuddered at the sight and the fact that he had rammed his tongue deeply into her pussy. They all started working faster as they felt the pressure building. Janet leaned farther forward getting her clit over her dad's tongue and moaned as he whipped it back and forth. Kelly, hearing Jan's moans started jerking up and down on the huge prick invading her cunt and moaned herself as the feelings built. Dave, feeling this slippery sleeve gripping his cock, jacking it, moaned into Janet's pussy. And so it continued... all three responding to each other. The girls leaned forward and started kissing, deeply and squeezing each other's tits... licking, humping and fucking up and down... this three way union continued until...

Dave started it... the feeling was too good, the cunt sliding up and down on his cock... that and the thought that he was licking his daughter's pussy and making her cum. He groaned loudly into Jan's cunt and started spurting his cum into Kelly quim. He was driving Jan's tormented clit crazy... pushing her over the edge. She moaned into Kelly's mouth as her juices gushed into her father's mouth, overflowing onto his cheeks and chin. Kelly, the spewing of Dave's cum, deep in her cunt, triggered her own orgasm, jerked and twitched as she flooded her husband's cock, balls and stomach with her secretions. Moaning, groaning and twitching they all inundated each other with their fluids. Squirting and gushing they finally subsided into a quivering mass of slippery flesh.

As they slipped apart, Kelly on her back, between Dave's feet, Jan, sliding downward on her dad's body, saw his deflating cock slip out of Kelly's pussy followed by a stream of white fluid... their cum. Although almost paralyzed with her orgasm she slipped down farther and covered Kelly's cunt with her mouth and *sucked* in the slimey mixture... tested and tasted it with her tongue... decided that, even with the 'starchy' taste, or maybe because of it, she liked it. Back went her mouth and soon she had Kelly's pussy fairly cleaned and she even licked between her butt cheeks, touching her tongue to Kelly's asshole. Smiling to herself, she thought, 'Another first'!

Dave raised his head just in time to see and hear Janet sucking and slurping his, and Kelly's cum mixture from Kelly's cunt and smiled as he dropped his head back down, "God... Janet's just as wild as her mother was! From now on, we are going to be one big, happy family!"

The end.

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Jan and I in Cancun



It was in October and cooler in Dallas, Texas where we lived. Jan and I had been married for 12 years and we had discovered, over time, Jan loved multiple sex partners and I like to watch. Let me describe Jan. she is a stunning green eyed brunette, 5'8", long beautiful legs, and 34-B tits with large nipples. Her nipples always seem to be hard. Jan loves to show off her body by wearing very short skirts, no bra, low cut sheer tops, and making sure men get a view.

This October we had planned on a trip to Cancun for a week to just relax, swim, and lay on the beach. We arrived at our hotel, the Cancun Hilton, and settled into our suite. We then changed into our swim suits and headed to the huge hotel pool which looked out over the ocean. Jan had brought several suits but today she wore a sheer white suit with a thong bottom and a top that barely covered her tits. Her nipples were clearly visible especially when her suit got wet.

As we got to the pool we noticed a fairly large group of young guys who were getting ready for a volleyball match in the pool. The guys all noticed Jan as she walked up and slowly entered the pool. Of course I was enjoying the attention she was getting as well.

One of the guys came over and introduced himself as Jack from Canada. Jack explained that his group of guys are pilots in the Canadian Air Force and were on R & R from training. He asked if we would like to join in the volleyball game. The only rule was if you missed a ball or hit one out of bounds you had to down a shot of tequila. We readily agreed.

Jan was on Jack's team and I noticed he was standing very near her watching her every move. Well as luck might have it, Jan miss hit several balls so she had several shots of tequila as we all did. Jan was feeling loose and started to really flirt with Jack by rubbing her tits against him and brushing her ass against his crotch. I noticed he was fondling her ass and tits as well. 

Eventually we took a break and I swam over to Jan. I asked if she was enjoying toying with Jack and she answered "who's toying?" I asked if she wanted me to invite Jack to our suite for drinks and sex. She replied absolutely.

So, I moved over to Jack and said hey Jack, I noticed Jan loved you feeling her tits and ass so would you like to stroll up to our suite in a bit for drinks and some fun. Jack asked what kind of fun and I quickly answered "Jan loves two cocks at once." Jack smiled. I also asked Jack to get one more guy and we would tell Jan he would be there just to watch but I promised that Jan would fuck all three of us. I also requested he buy some condoms. 

After playing volleyball a while longer and watching Jack and Jan rubbing all over each other she said that it was time to go back to the suite. I swam over and told Jack to give us about ½ hour. He said great and he had another guy for us.

Jan and I went to the suite where I cleaned up first. When I walked out of the shower Jan was laying out nude on our patio getting sun. I said the shower is all yours. She jumped in and washed and shaved her already nearly bare pussy even more. She dried off, put on some lite perfume, white sheer thong panties, and a short wrap kimono silk robe in an ivory color that allowed every part of her erect nipples to show. 

After some time there was a knock at our door. Jan opened the door and there stood Jack and his friend Andy. Jan said oh, there are two of you. Jack laughed and said don't worry, Andy just likes to watch. That is when Jan wrapped her arms around Jack's neck and pressed her body against Jack and gave him a deep open mouth, tongue filled kiss. Jack ran his hands all over Jan. He felt her tits and nipples through her sheer silk robe. 

Jan stepped back and dropped her short robe. She was a knock out standing barefooted, hard nipples poking out, wearing only sheer thong panties. Jack asks her to place her foot on the bed and slip her fingers inside her now very wet cunt and put on a show for us. She does him one better by removing her panties then lifts her foot to the bed and slowly running her finger down across her engorged clit and down inside her cunt as she cupped her breast and lifted her nipple to her tongue where she sucked her own tit while she fingered her cunt. All three of us guys had removed our clothes and were now stroking our hard cocks. Jan sits on the bed and pulls Jack toward her as she pulls his cock into her hot mouth. She sucks his cock like she will die if he quits. She is licking his cock and balls and then his cock goes into her mouth. 

I walk over and lay on the bed so Jan can turn around and bend over the bed and suck my throbbing cock. As she does, Jack slips on a super Magnum condom and slips his enormous cock inside Jan's soaking wet cunt. Jack pounds her hard and as he does he reaches around to grab her tits and pinches her nipples. I then motion for Andy to come over and take turns at fucking Jan with Jack. Andy slips on a regular size condom and Jack backs up as Andy enters Jan. She notices the size difference and looks at me and smiles. Damn I love watching my wife fuck guys.

Jan is sucking my cock and I finally explode in her mouth as she swallows every drop of my cum. Jack slips back inside her cunt and slaps her ass hard as he pinches her hard nipples. She lets out a small scream as jack continues to pound her. Andy comes around and lays face up on the bed as Jack stands her up and forces her down as Andy's cock enters her tight ass hole. She says "damn that's tight" as Andy slides all the way into her ass. Jack slips his enormous cock into Jan's cunt for a double penetration. Both guys and Jan fuck hard. Eventually Andy shoots his hot load inside her ass with no condom on just as Jack unloads into his condom. 

We are all relaxed and have a few drinks. Finally Jack asks Jan if she would enjoy a few more guys? To my surprise she tells him she would, maybe four more for a gang bang...



Jan and Tim



The party had been Tim's idea. He said something should be done to welcome him back from Iraq and as he and Mike had been best friends and, of course, best rivals, for as much of their lives as they could remember, they should be the ones who did it.

Jan was not so sure!

She was very much aware that she had lusted after Mike for a great many of their years together and sometimes he was the object of her fantasy as she masturbated. Given her current state of affairs with Tim, she would have to be careful.

Tim was physically enough like Mike to be his brother and the two of them had been rivals for her love, among a great many other things, but the outcome of that contest was out of reach for Mike as she had fallen hard for Tim, the school hero. After dating him exclusively through their late college years, she proudly accepted his proposal right after graduation.

They had been married for 9 years.

Through all this, she was aware that Mike lusted after her as well and she knew she had to be careful. She was realistic enough to know that at least some of the attraction Mike felt for her was the competitiveness he and Tim had always had in everything they did.

She and Tim were happy together, but their sex life was dead in the water. She had always been the more sexual one, but these days, especially the last 2, almost 2 ½ years, pretty much since they went on that second honeymoon to Barbados, he was too often tired and when he was up for something it was rote. He'd roll over and perform a little foreplay before he climbed aboard and had at it. Their sex life was reduced to encounters that she would have called quickies in the old days and there were some days when he was unable to get it up at all. 

It was all sooooo sad as he was otherwise the finest man she knew and in spite of the lack of physical intimacy, she loved him very much.

The bottom line was that she was desperate for a good fucking. She would have been thrilled if Tim was up for it, but he just wasn't. 

And now Mike was back in town.

They had always been close friends and she hugged him with sincere warmth when he arrived back from his posting and again when he and his family arrived for the party, but there was always that undercurrent of lust.

The party had gone on much as these functions do and after a while, and one or two too many of Tim's rum punch drinks, Jan found herself beginning to relax her guard. Mike was clearly moving all around the room and frequently ending up with Marianne Black whose husband had recently left her. Jan realized that her preoccupation with Mike had allowed her to notice something no one else likely had. She would have to discuss this with Marianne sometime.

She wasn't sure what had started it. She had had quite a bit to drink herself but someone turned on the lawn sprinklers in the midst of a crowd and after the shouts, screams and laughing died down, someone had to turn them off. Tim seemed to be nowhere in sight so she went to do it. Jan miscalculated and managed to get soaked and after she shut it down and everyone who had seen it laughed along with her, she went inside to change.

In their bedroom she stripped to the skin and realizing that the bra and panty set she wanted was in another room, she slipped into a bathrobe and went to get it. She was fairly certain that most people were outside but there might be one or two downstairs and she had to cross the hallway/balcony. On impulse she decided to run quickly but that was an error as her robe opened and momentarily trailed out behind her more like a cape than a robe, exposing her naked body briefly. She was just drunk enough to giggle at the thought of streaking at her own house party. 

As she returned to her bedroom she was aware someone had followed her and was right behind her. Thinking, or more likely hoping it was Tim, finally horny as her, she turned to stare a very drunk Mike in the face.

In no time at all their mutual lust and recent deprivation took hold as Mike pushed her back into the bathroom adjoining the master bedroom, pulling her robe off as he did and before either considered the consequences of their actions, they were fucking on the bathroom floor.

In even less time she could feel the onset of an orgasm and as she came she called out, "Oh Tim, I needed this so much!" 

The words pushed Mike over the edge and he cried out as he came, thrusting roughly inside of her and then collapsing on top of her. 

Eventually they were able to get off of the floor. The enormity of what she had just done had begun to impact on her and the shame and the guilt began to build. In spite of the numerous disappointments over the years; in spite of the intensity of the lust she had just experienced; in spite of her friendship and caring for Mike, her only thoughts at that moment were of Tim and how much she loved him and how much she feared he would be hurt if he found out.

In spite of that turmoil of emotion, she pushed away from Mike, dressed and went out to tend to her guests.

***

Later that night she and Tim were cleaning up. Her mind was wandering as she began to collect empty, half filled and almost full glasses from the various party areas to take them to the kitchen where she dumped them into the sink, concentrating all the while on not looking as guilty as she felt. When she returned to the living room Tim had finished picking up garbage and plates of partly eaten snacks and had put the dishes into the dishwasher along with the glasses she had collected. He had already put away the unopened beer and restored all bottles that still had any significant amount of booze left in them to their bar. The clean up was nearly done. 

Her mind was still on what she had done with Mike earlier that evening and it took a while to register that Tim was there with her and that he actually helped clean up. 

"What are you doing here?" she asked, stupidly.

"Just cleaning up a little." He said, almost timidly.

Guilt hit her hard! She could almost feel physical pain as it flooded through her body. 

"I'm sorry Honey! I'm tired I guess. Thanks for the help." Then, as an afterthought she added, "You haven't helped for a long time. You caught me off guard."

"Don't thank me Jan, it was a great party. I'm sure Mike and his folks had a good time. Most everyone I spoke to appreciates that he has been putting his life on the line being deployed overseas. Besides, I should be helping more than I have."

"What brought this on?" she thought to herself, fear rising in her chest. Then another thought magnified that fear. "What if he's horny? I had better hit the shower just in case." 

"I'll finish this up in the morning." She said. "I'm too tired to do it now." The instant the words were out of her mouth she regretted them. It sounded like an excuse to avoid him. 

Truth be told, she believed that she wanted, no needed, to get closer to Tim and soon! 

"Sure Jan. I'm going to have a brandy. Sleep well."

Jan went straight to the washroom where she removed her clothing. Except for her panties, she was pretty clean of the evidence of her adultery, but Mike's cum had run out into the crotch and she was soaking wet there. She quickly rinsed them off in the sink, hid them at the bottom of the hamper and stepped in to the shower. As she had done so often to masturbate herself, she took the showerhead and cleaned herself out, not becoming aroused in the least. The magnitude of what she had done was filling all of her thoughts. 

An internal struggle developed. On the one hand she had betrayed her husband, her best friend, by fucking the guy she had been having fantasies about for years, probably since high school. On the other hand, Tim had showed very little interest for quite some time now and she had no idea why. She loved Tim. 

Did she really? 

How could she do this with Mike if she truly loved Tim? She was unsure of a lot of things but the one thing she was sure of was that she did NOT love Mike. No, she was in lust with Mike. Had she satisfied that lust tonight? After a while she had a sense that it was somehow important to protect Tim from the hurt this could cause him. 

Yes! 

She did! She did love Tim and that's why this fear was so magnified. In an odd sense, that realization gave her a momentary respite from her anguish.

Although it was a restless sleep, Jan finally dozed off and didn't wake until almost 9:00 the next morning. Tim was already up as he was not there beside her. When she got downstairs she was pleasantly surprised to see he had put coffee on and that he had fixed himself breakfast instead of waiting for her to do it. Then that overwhelming guilt struck her again and then fear. 

This was different from Tim's normal behaviour. If anything it was like the old Tim. The one she was both in love AND in lust with. But that Tim hadn't been around for quite a while. 

As these thoughts were going through her mind, she began to wonder just where Tim was. She thought, he may have mentioned something about a very early "tee" time this morning at the club or an early meeting. Come to think of it, he had been very vague about it!

She tried to busy herself doing what little cleaning was left and was once again surprised at how little there was to do. It began to occur to her that either Tim got up very early to do the cleaning before he went to play golf or . . . he hadn't come to bed at all. That combination of guilt and fear came into her chest once again.

Jan must have been deep in her own thoughts because the phone rang several times before she realized it. She finally picked it up.

"How's the sexiest woman in town this morning?" Mike purred.

"Mike, for Christ's sake. Are you crazy?"

"Relax Jan. I know Tim's not there. He's meeting with some Board members at the main plant. I know because my dad is there too. Can you get away this afternoon?"

"No Mike, I can't."

"Please! Pretty please with sugar on it."

"Stop it Mike. We need to talk."

"Great! I've got to see you too Jan. I'll be at the Corners at 2:00. My room number is 19. You can park at the mall next door and walk over." And with that, he hung up.

"Mike!" she shouted. But he was gone.

Jan was in a turmoil. She thought back to last night and tried to remember that incredible feeling of wanton lust. She thought it had been so exciting at the time but now all she could feel was fear and guilt. What to do? The more she thought about it the less excited she was and the more guilty she felt. She tried to imagine herself dealing with Tim. 

Again the turmoil. Damn him. Where was the old Tim? If the old Tim were still around, this would never have happened.

Jan still wasn't sure what she would do until almost 1:30 when she found herself getting ready to go out. Out to the Corners. She wished Mike had picked something less sleazy than that, but at least they weren't likely to see anyone they knew there. She realized she was thinking of going to see him again but then, she did have to talk to him. 

Damn. Tim, where is the man I married? I need him!

As she was stepping into her car the worst possible thing happened. Tim drove his big Navigator into the drive beside her. Her heart was beating so fast and so hard she feared he could hear it. He must have had a great deal of brandy after she went to bed as he looked really tired and, she supposed, hung over.

"I'm off to see Marjorie. She called about the Gleeson account. I'll be back as soon as I can." She lied as she drove out of the driveway.

***

Jan parked her Beemer in the middle of the lot in the midst of other cars. She could see Mike's metallic gold Mercedes and wished he had used something more discreet. Everyone in town knew that car. She pulled a kerchief over her head and walked toward the Corners Motel at the end of the lot, all the while looking around hoping not to see anyone who would know her. Once committed, she almost ran to the door of # 19. It opened as soon as she arrived and she found herself in Mike's arms and his lips hard against hers.

His excitement was overwhelming. He tried to pull her sweater up over her head and when she resisted he then kissed her passionately again. 

"Stop Mike! Stop!" she said as she pushed him away.

Later as they sit side by side, on the bed, he looked at her with sorrowful eyes and said, "That's it isn't it?"

She sat up, turned and looked at him, sadness in her eyes. "Yes Mike it is. I'd like to say that we shouldn't have done that last night, but it seems such a stupid thing to say at this point. Things haven't been right with Tim and I for quite a while and on top of that I've been in lust with you as long or longer than Tim and I have not been right together. Maybe last night was inevitable but to tell you the truth, I really love Tim. I always have and I think last night happened because I've been searching for the "old" Tim and I was looking in the wrong place."

"We're not going to get together any more are we?"

"No Mike. We're not."

"I knew this is what would happen. When you came last night, it was Tim you cried out for not me."

Jan was visibly amused! "I'm afraid I've done that a few times. Mostly it is meaningless but this time Mike it wasn't. You know I care for you. I have for a long time but . . . I really wanted that to be Tim last night!" 

"You know, I've always finished second to Tim. He was starting QB, I was back-up. He finished first in our class. I was second. He dated the prom queen. I got Marianne Benley. I did get division manager before he did but I think that's because dad owns so much of Sedcor. He got V.P. before me so I quit and joined the army. It's the only place I've been successful on my own."

"That's not true Mike. Tim told me you were the best there was. Your division led in almost everything. He was more shocked than pleased when he was appointed V.P. instead of you and almost devastated when you quit. He thought the company would be in jeopardy without you."

"It wasn't though was it?"

"No, but Tim struggled for a long time after you left."

"You have no idea how much I wish I could hate him. He's got everything I ever wanted or at least he's about to. You're sexy as hell Jan and maybe more important, a fine person and as attracted to you as I am, I have to admit that a big part of last night was a drunken attempt to outdo Tim."

Jan had suspected that and to her own surprise she was more relieved than offended as she said, "I remember being almost jealous of you. Tim used to talk about you all the time. About how smart you are, how intuitive, how you could deal so well with people and their issues. I wanted Tim to think about me and not you!" 

Almost as an afterthought she asked, "What did you mean when you said, 'he's about to'?"

"You're kidding, right?"

Somehow tension took over her body once again. Jan could feel the rise of fear in her voice. "No. I don't know what you're talking about."

"Shit! Jameson is going to retire and they're about to make Tim President and C.E.O.."

President and C.E.O. and he has never said anything about it. A terrible sadness came over her. "I've got to go Mike. Uhmm . . ."

"I'll never say anything Jan. I thought I would want to, to say you were with me and not Tim, but I won't say anything to anyone. For what it is worth, I'm sorry!" 

"Mike. . ."

"Wait. There's more. I'm also not going to say anything because when I was home last time, I managed to get Marianne in the sack and we got caught. Her husband was pissed and dad bought him off before there could be a scandal. I had to agree to accept deployment. If he found out I have screwed up again, it would kill him. The worst part is that I really like Marianne but Dad has made it clear that if I go near her again, he'll do all he can to be sure her company, which we both know is also yours, doesn't get another account from anywhere in the region. I'm sorry Jan."

In spite of the pressure she felt to get back home to Tim she turned and hugged Mike, kissed him gently on the cheek then hugged him again.

***

As it had been before, Jan's heart was racing as she drove up the driveway to her home. She was surprised and somehow fearful to see Tim on the veranda swinging on the chain seat.

As she walked up to him she was relieved to see him smile but, almost as she sensed the relief, she could see something else. Hurt? Sadness?

"Hi." He said. "Got a moment?"

"Sure." She answered, thinking he was going to get around to telling her he was about to become President and C.E.O..

"Jan, I'm very sorry for my wimpish behavior all these years."

"What are you talking about Tim?" her chest felt like it was going to explode.

Tim smiled that incredibly sad smile. "Do you want just the bottom line or all the gory details?"

Jan was silent for a while, then, steeling herself she said, "I think I better go with all the gory details!"

"I've really been a terrible coward for too long. I've known I was losing you, if I hadn't already lost you, since we were in Barbados. I love you so much and I've been so afraid of life without you. . ."

"You Tim? Afraid? That is very hard to believe. You're not the type to be afraid of anything. Why would you be?"

"You know, if I ran the Company like I've ran my life since then, we'd be bankrupt in less than a month. When you decide things, it should be based on what you know, not what you want to believe." Tim said as he turned to Jan with tears in his eyes. "I wanted you so much I hung on even when I knew I shouldn't."

"No Tim! Please! This is crazy!"

"You said 'gory details'. I think I need to get them out so we can get on with our lives. Please let me finish."

When Jan stayed silent for a few moments, Tim continued, "That night in Barbados, when we were walking the beach going back to the hotel after the infamous bar tour and you said you wanted me to do you on the sand. . .I was so excited and so in love with you! I wasn't sure, or more likely I didn't want to admit it, but, when I was eating you, I thought it was "Mike" you called out when you came. I managed to convince myself that I had imagined it, but, the night after we got wasted limbo dancing and I crawled up under your skirt and ate you by the hotel pool, you said it again. That time there was no doubt!"

The tears were running down his cheeks. Jan too was crying as she listened to Tim pour his heart out. "Tim, I promise you that meant nothing. You know I . . ."

Tim continued, "I wanted you so much I did nothing. I know I should have told you what I knew and let you go, but I was such a wimp. I held on. Knowing that any moment you might tell me you were leaving, knowing every time we made love I was being compared to Mike."

"Noooo! Tim, nooo!"

Tim raised his hand as if asking for silence.

"Don't Jan. Please. I've finally got the courage up to do what I should have a long time ago. I need to do this! Please!" He paused as if steeling himself, "Last night I had to use the bathroom and both downstairs rooms were in use. . . "

"Oh God no!" Jan could feel her heart breaking. The guilt and fear she had felt earlier was nothing compared to the pain she was feeling now.

"Tim, I'm so sorry!"

"Stay with me Jan. It gets worse!"

"Nothing could be worse than this." Jan thought. Her disgust with herself and her self loathing were on maximum. 

"Marjorie dropped in this afternoon. I told her you were headed to her place to talk to her about the Gleeson account. She didn't know anything about it! On a hunch I drove by the Corners and saw your car and Mike's."

"Tim, I know I've screwed up big time but. . ."

"Stop Jan!" he almost shouted. "I had no right to hang on like I've been doing all this time. You must have been miserable! I'm ashamed of myself, and of my stupidity. I've made matters worse for both of us."




Jan and Tim



"No Tim! I'm ashamed. . ."

"Ashamed of what?" he interrupted. "Of how you feel? That's my point. You can't control how you feel, only how you act. I've been letting my selfish feelings control how I've been acting and I've made your life and mine miserable in the process. I need to change things and I need to do it now!"

"Tim, I know you must hate me now but I'm asking you to forgive me. I want us to change things together. I love you. I know I haven't acted like it, but I do love you. I do."

Tim chuckled sadly, "I wish I did hate you Jan. It seems like it would be easier if I did. I don't hate Mike either. How can I blame him for loving the same woman I love. Your loyalty is misplaced. We need to make new starts you and I. I've been offered a new job. . ."

Jan was crying now and speaking was in sobs, "I know." She said before she realized what she was saying.

"Yes. I guess I should have known Mike would know." He said with a trace of bitterness. "Well, no matter. Jan, we're both really emotional now and although I had this planned out to cause you the least possible grief, things are not going according to my plan so let me get it out quickly and as painlessly as possible. You stay here in the house as long as you need or want to until it suits you to leave. . ."

"No Tim. No. I don't want . . ."

"If you have another place to go to now, please do it quickly and don't drag this out any further."

"I don't. I don't want to be anywhere without you! Please Tim. Please."

"This is getting to be too hard. Jan, you will see I've taken only personal stuff. . ." Tim's sobs were obviously becoming difficult for him to control. "Just clothes and . . ."

Tim struggled to regain control. Finally he said, "I love you Jan, I always will but we can't go on like this. As soon as I get myself together I'll be in touch."

Jan's burden of guilt, shame, fear and an overpowering sense of loss exhausted her. She couldn't speak or move and by the time she regained some semblance of control, he was gone.

***

The following Tuesday Tim's appointment as President and C.E.O. of Sedcor was announced. Jan had finally stopped crying and had stopped calling his cell phone as he neither picked up nor returned her calls. According to CNN, Harvey Jamieson, the current C.E.O. would officially retire in 2 months. In the interim, the new office holder would be taking an extensive tour of Sedcor's international holdings to prepare for the official take over. 

Ironically, the news announcer added, "There is no information on whether Mrs. Winston will be travelling with him."

With tears rolling down her cheeks, Jan said sadly, "Well I certainly know the answer to that one."

***

The next 10 days were difficult for Jan but she saw that she had been the cause of her own misfortune and whatever pain there was to bear over it, she had coming to her. Although she hurt when she realized the pain Tim must have felt in their home that night he discovered her with Mike, it faded in comparison with the pain he had been carrying since Barbados. 

She didn't realize she had called out Mike's name not once but twice while Tim was making love to her. Her shame was still physically painful. Although she remembered both those nights as thrilling and she knew she had fanaticised about Mike on occasion, in her own mind she didn't connect herself with Mike on those times in Barbados at all. 

Strangely, her fondest memory of the trip was the last night in their hotel room when, of all things, Tim was unable to achieve an erection. He was so devastated and so vulnerable that her heart broke for him. She and apparently he, at the time, had chalked it up to too much booze, but now she knew differently and the pain increased. 

She recalled it as if it were yesterday. The all too perfect Tim Winston, the guy who was successful at everything he touched had been unsuccessful that night. She had the privilege of being there for him, of holding and comforting him and, in spite of their love for each other over the years before that, she remembered now how she felt closer to him and more in love with him that night than ever before because for the first time, she knew he needed her. 

How awfully things had deteriorated from there!

***

A week and a half after he had left their home, Tim called. He was calm and polite, even pleasant but when she had asked for a chance to talk he was firm. "No Jan! Please. It took all the strength I had to finally do what I should have long ago. Don't make it any harder on me than it already is. If you ever cared for me at all, please let's leave any conversation about us and our relationship until a time when I can better manage and not embarrass us both." 

When she was silent, he said, "Thank you. I don't hate you Jan. If anything I hate myself for taking so long to deal with this so let's be friendly if not friends. Al Bleoun has a settlement proposal drawn up. When it suits you, drop into his office and he will go over it with you. He'll be flexible if you want to make changes."

She listened as he indicated that some "people" would be over to collect his computer and his home files. He would be leaving on his orientation tour and would be gone anywhere from 4 to 6 weeks. He apologized for all he had put her through by his inaction over his knowledge of her feelings for Mike and as he had said so many times in the past, "In spite of what he did behind my back, I've always felt that Mike is one of the finest guys I know and I'm hoping someday he and I will be friends again." He said goodbye and hung up.

***

About two weeks after that, Jan had finally got back to work with the accounting firm. She was trying to get back in the groove with an account she shared with Marianne Black with whom she had been friends since high school. Maybe not all that close, she realized, because she had recently become aware that Marianne Benley, who had dated Mike through high school and college and who had married Sam Black, had had an adulterous affair with Mike just before he deployed. 

She knew, in fact the whole town knew, about Sam's drinking. Sam had never grown up and still thought it was cool to drink himself into oblivion and thinking back on it, she could see how Marianne might need to escape into an affair. Now it appears as if Sam had run off with Sally Meyers and left Marianne altogether. Marianne seemed to be O.K. but Jan felt the need to express sympathy. 

Marianne, on the other hand, had heard the rumors that Tim had moved into an apartment before he left on his tour and after having worked up the courage to ask Jan about it, she held a sobbing Jan for over an hour as she poured her heart out. When they finally got back to the topic of her and Sam she said, "I'm fine Jan, but thank you. Sam and I have been apart for years really." 

"I was shocked when he made a big deal out of me being with Mike. He's been fucking Sally for at least the past two years but Mike and his dad didn't know that and Mike's dad gave Sam a lot of money to keep quiet about Mike and I. I think that's what Sam used to settle with me. He's set up a divorce already and I'm sure as hell not going to fight it. My only regret is that Mike's Dad has threatened repercussions if Mike and I see each other again and we both know he's powerful enough to follow through."

Interestingly, she and Marianne became closer after that and they often worked together at the office or at her place or Jan's. They were working together at the office one day about a week later when Marianne, who had been unusually silent, finally said, "Jan I want to ask you something and I want you to tell me the truth."

Jan smiled gently in anticipation of what she knew was coming. "Sure go ahead."

"Mike Colton senior came to see me at the office on Monday. He told me he had found out about Sam and Sally and he apologized for the things he said and did. He said he thinks Mike really does care for me and that he's not going to make any trouble for us if we see each other."

"That's great Marianne. I am truly happy for you. Mike and I have been close friends since I don't know when and I think Mike cares for you too."

"Mike asked me to ask you something."

Jan could feel tension rising. She and Mike had seen each other twice since that fateful weekend and it seemed that both had gotten the other "out of the system" and were ready to move on. Mike, although now terribly upset over his role in breaking up Tim and Jan, had shyly mentioned that he wanted to see if he and Marianne could get together when it became known that Sam had left. Jan assured him she thought it was well worth exploring. 

"Mike wanted me to ask you if you had anything to do with his dad's sudden turn around about me?"

Jan smiled and actually blushed. That was answer enough for her friend who, with tears in her eyes, hugged her tightly.

***

Two weeks later Marianne and Mike moved into their own apartment.

Jan filled her emptiness with work. She had gone to part time with the firm when Tim had been appointed VP at Sedcor and she had turned her Sedcor account over to someone else. Fortunately the company was currently very busy and she threw herself into full time work with her friends Marjorie and Marianne. 

They fell into a regular routine, each taking on the main responsibility for different accounts then each of them helping the others with the routine entries. They met clients, when needed, at the office but each set up their own main accounts on their home computers. They would move to each other's homes to help out. 

Jan began to slowly recover but it still shocked her to realize what she had done to Tim and how very much she missed him. She realized too that although he had taken the blame for not acting on their troubles, she too should have sought out the problem. With helping Tim regain his confidence in her and himself, she could, she believed, have avoided her passionate outbreak with Mike. 

She was aware that she thought fondly of Mike and no longer felt those explicitly sexual urges she had previously. She was watching the calendar too, looking forward with hope and trepidation to Tim's return. His appointment had been met with much support, as he was so popular with the company's employees and with the community that almost everyone was keeping up with the news from his trip.

***

Miles away, Tim, like Jan had filled the void with work. His trip had been planned with several short breaks of 2 or 3 days, originally planned so that he and Jan could holiday as he toured Sedcor's world-wide holdings. He soon realized that the breaks were difficult to bear alone, so he too threw himself into his work. He scheduled extra visits when the schedule could not be re-arranged and after 5 ½ weeks he had finished more tasks and had met more people and toured more facilities than originally anticipated. 

As time passed he realized he missed Jan terribly but on the other hand he didn't miss the self-loathing he had carried inside since Barbados and on the whole he felt he was managing well. He had no idea what to expect when he got back. He had deliberately avoided all personal news and David, his admin assistant and friend from school days, was aware that he and Jan were "separated", probably due to his "heavy workload" and his "neglect of his family", Tim had stated. He was clear to David that he did not want to be bothered with gossip from home. 

Like almost everyone else at Sedcor, David liked and respected Tim and didn't let on that he didn't believe a word of the "neglect of family" story, but he respected Tim's wishes nonetheless.

One highlight of the trip was the discovery of the hidden leadership of a woman named Julia Crystal. On one of the "breaks" that was originally scheduled in Taiwan, Tim had visited a village that provided most of the assembly employees in the Company plant. On visiting and talking with the people of the village, he was surprised to hear her name repeated over and over as the one person they respected and trusted. 

Acting more on instinct than anything else, after having met and spoken with her, he appointed her as divisional manager in the area. He stayed there for a few extra days to help her get oriented and to make sure her authority was firmly established. He need not have worried as she was so well respected that that in itself had established all the authority she needed. 

The appointment made newscasts world wide and pictures of the two of them were a major part of every news broadcast in the world for several days. Inevitably, some newscasts and almost all gossip magazines suggested there was more to their personal relationship than had been revealed.

Having tried to bury herself and her sorrow in work, Jan had little time for personal entertainment and rarely even watched the television but, as sleep often would not come right away, she would turn it on in her bedroom as a distraction. She certainly paid attention when she saw Tim's smiling face and upon tuning in and seeing that Tim was with this woman, an entirely new and foreign pain struck her. 

The thought of Tim building a life with someone else was overpoweringly devastating! Was this how Tim has felt thinking she wanted to be with Mike?

She had noticed as well that Tim looked a great deal better than he had the day he broke the news to her. He was recovering and apparently coping well.

***

Toward the latter part of the trip Tim began to take more time to attend to details but in his heart he knew he was stalling so he finished up and completed the excursion.

Tim kept up the pace of dawn to dusk working days for the first few days back. He kept so busy that few people outside the home office even knew he was back. He met every day with Harvey Jamieson to finalize the changeover then threw himself into working with the day to day management staff. The only break he took for himself, of any consequence, was a mid-afternoon lunch, which he took by himself.

***

Marianne and Jan had been hard at work trying to finish up the routine entries for Jan's largest client. They had been at it since Monday morning and now, Wednesday afternoon, they were just beginning to see the end of it. They should be finished tomorrow. As they were hard at work, they were both unaware of the black Navigator driving up the road toward the house and its driver, seeing the distinctive metallic gold Mercedes in the drive, continuing on past. 

Marjorie arrived back from the office about 3:00PM with some data they needed to include with the entries. She handed over the documents and sat down with an odd expression on her face.

"What's up with you?" Marianne asked. "You look like the cat that swallowed the canary."

"Yeah. What took you so long. Did you go home for a quickie? Is Carl still home?" Jan teased her friend.

They all laughed at that and, seeing Jan laugh, which had been so rare these days, Marjorie was reluctant to continue but before she could cover up, Jan, with a much more serious look on her face, asked, "What's going on Marj?"

"Umm. You know Tim is back in town don't you?"

Jan nodded, a terribly sad expression on her face.

"I'm not absolutely sure but I thought I just passed him on the street when I came in. He has a black Navigator, right?"

Jan's heart began to beat faster. A huge mix of emotions flooded through her, the strongest of which was a longing to have Tim back in her life, back in her arms, back in her. . . their bed. At that moment she knew she would have to make a move.

They made little progress and finally Jan said, "I've had enough for today. Let's pack it in. We can finish tomorrow."

Not getting any argument from her friends, they packed up the documents and Jan walked with them to their cars. Marjorie was parked behind Mike's Mercedes, which Marianne had been driving all week, as her car was being fixed. It was actually repaired but she was enjoying Mike's car so much, she hadn't bothered to get hers back.

***

"Not eating lunch today Tim?" David asked his boss. It was 2:30PM Thursday and Tim would normally be out at this time.

David was sure he had upset Tim somehow. Something like pain flashed on to his face but he quickly covered it.

"Are you O.K. Tim?"

"I'm fine. I ate earlier and I think its coming back on me." Tim lied. He knew his determination not to see Jan had broken down but after three trips back to the house to visit her, each time seeing that distinctive Mercedes in the driveway, he had felt himself die a little more each time. 

Wednesday night he managed to get enough control to realize he was back to his old behavior of waiting and hoping things would improve. It was time, he realized, that those faint hopes he had of some kind of reconciliation were foolish and he had to get on with his life.

***

Jan picked up the ringing phone as she had been doing all week in hope that it would be Tim. She was both disappointed but anxious to hear Mike Colton Sr. on the line. 

"Hi Jan. I'm returning your call. Before we get into anything let me say again how grateful I am for your advice on Mikey. Marianne has turned out to be a great gal and I don't think I've ever seen him happier or more content. Thank you again."

"You're welcome Mike and I agree. They seem so happy together. Mike, I need a favor and to get it I fear I may have to ask you to default on a promise."

"If you're going to ask me what I think you are, you'll be right on two counts. One that I'd have to default and two, for you, I'll do it in a heartbeat."

***

With renewed determination and a great deal of excitement and no little fear, Jan took the information Mike Sr. had given her and set out to accomplish her task. 

About 35 minutes later she arrived at the address she had been given but couldn't find a parking space in the visitor's area. She did see Tim's truck but she was taken back to see Mike's car parked only 2 spaces away. She knew Mike and Marianne had moved into an apartment but that was far from here. Before she had enough time to process this information, she saw Marianne come out of the building, get into Mike's car, then drive away. 

Jan had spent a lot of time and energy getting psyched up to go and see Tim but this unexpected turn of events floored her and she turned out of the parking lot and went home.

***

Marjorie arrived first on Friday morning and was asking if Jan thought they would finish up by noon as she and Carl were planning on getting to their camp early for the weekend. Jan said she doubted if they would even be as late as noon. Marianne arrived a few minutes later and only moments after the three of them had come together, Marjorie had the distinct impression that there was tension between her two friends.

"Would somebody like to let me know what's going on?" she asked.

Both her friends had somewhat guilty looks, each, for a different reason and, each unknown to the other.

Finally Marianne said, "We're almost done right?"

"Yes. Why?" Jan asked, wanting an answer to a yet unasked question even more.

"Well I um . . . I . . . Jan I've told a certain someone that you would probably be here alone today anytime after about 11:00."

Jan could feel the excitement rise. "Who?"

"Tim."

"You went to his apartment last night." It was a statement not a question.

"Yes. Sort of. How did you know that?"

"I saw you come out of his building and how where you "sort of" there."

"You SAW me?" Jan could see Marianne's hesitation but it was brief. "I went there to pick up Mike but they were still talking so I went home. Mike called me at about 10:00 to come and get him. That's when I told Tim you would be here alone this morning."

***

Later that morning, his heart pounding excitedly in his chest, Tim drove up the lane to see Jan swinging in the chain chair. He stepped out of the truck and walked, more confidently than he actually felt, up to the veranda. 




Jan and Tim



"Good morning." He said with a smile. "Any chance I could take you out for some lunch?"

The confident swagger up to the veranda was not lost on Jan. It reminded her of something or someone. Mike? No not Mike. This was a more quiet confidence and not the brashness that Mike exuded. This reminded her of a very old friend she had fallen in love with years ago and still loved very much.

"I'd love to." She said and as she moved toward him he took her in his arms and kissed her gently. She stared up into his eyes and said, "Did I just say I'd love to or . . . I love you? . . . No matter. They're both true!"

Later after a lunch, which neither of them touched, they went back to their home, both nervous, but Tim spoke up. "I'm not sure how this will turn out Jan, but if it doesn't, it won't be for lack of trying on my part."

Grateful that he had not only broken the ice but that he was sounding more and more like the old Tim, she responded, "Mine neither Tim. Give me half a chance and I'll spend my life trying to make up for the hurt I've caused."

After a brief exchange where Tim insisted that they were not going to forget what had happened but they did have to get past it, they began to kiss again, this time more passionately. Jan reached down and began to unfasten Tim's belt. He replied by pulling her sweater over her head and undoing her brassiere allowing her tits to fall freely into his anxious hands. 

As he fondled her like that, she finished with his belt and zipper and pushed everything to the floor, his erect cock now pushing against her skirt. She quickly removed that, her slip and her panties and pulled him to their bed. Now on her back she revelled in his touch and thrilled to feel his hand trail down her stomach to her pussy. 

He hesitated momentarily and she realized her anxiety had prevented her from being sexually excited and she was still dry. Knowing that she was not going to make the same mistakes again and wait for Tim to fix the problems, she pushed him off and sat and turned in one motion until her face was over his now sagging penis. 

Moments after she took him into her mouth and feeling his revival made her silently shout for joy! Soon both were "lubed" and ready to go. She lifted her leg and mounted him, driving his now hard cock into her pussy in one smooth stroke. 

As she settled into a rhythm she took both his hands and pulled them to her tits, her nipples now hard as rocks and as she looked down at his face she felt the love she had for him and as she was basking in the warm delightful feeling, she watched as he began his orgasm. It served only to enhance that delicious love she had for him and as he slowly recovered from the intense pleasure she dropped into his arms and lay beside him, happier and more content than she had been in years.

"Sorry Babe." He said, "I really couldn't last." Unlike the Tim of recent years, he didn't dwell on it just stated that he couldn't last and she knew it was true when she answered. "Tim. I don't think I've ever enjoyed making love as much as I just did, even all the times when I got off. I love you!"

***

"Happily ever after. . ." only happens in storybooks and not always then. For the next several months there were many difficult times for them both, but true to their words they kept trying. 

Small things, well intended, sometimes put things awry. Feeling particularly horny one day after a long and sweaty walk in the summer sun, Jan had enticed him to their bedroom, for some afternoon delight. From there she had teased him with brief flashes of her naked body as she stripped to go into the shower and without thinking had invited him into the shower with her. 

Too late she realized what must have been going through his mind as he walked toward her crossing the very carpet where she and Mike had cuckolded him. After a shower that served only to dampen the excitement they both had felt earlier, they had attempted to make love on the bed but Tim was unable to respond. Jan held him and in spite of the pain they were both experiencing just then, there was a small glimmer of fond remembrance of that night in Barbados when she had felt for the first time that he really needed her. 

She longed to tell him about it but didn't for fear of other unwanted memories it might bring up. She was greatly relieved and even particularly pleased when he seemed content to stay in her arms rather than get up and go sulk and he had done in recent years and soon nature took its course and they made slow gentle love to each other for the rest of the afternoon.

***

Jan found herself unsatisfied on a number of occasions, not for lack of orgasms but rather quite the opposite. Tim was so attentive that he couldn't or wouldn't let her focus solely on him sometimes, as she wanted to do. He insisted that lovemaking was a two way street and, as logical as he sounded, she often came away from their lovemaking feeling somehow unfulfilled even though she had cum, sometimes more than once. 

The underlying tension was managed however by their devotion to one another and their persistence in continuing to try.

***

The most surprising thing about the whole affair was the close friendship that they had with Mike and Marianne. Jan was uneasy at first but, after seeing how comfortable Tim was with it, she relaxed and enjoyed her continuing friendship with Marianne and a new and enjoyable kind of friendship with Mike. 

There were a few times when she and Mike somehow ended up on their own. 

One afternoon Marianne's car had broken down, again, when they were to meet at Tim and Jan's for dinner. Rather than wait for Mike to drive all the way out and get her, then drive back, she had called Tim, who wasn't far from Marianne, to pick her up on the way. Tim agreed immediately and when they arrived about 40 minutes later, Jan recalled being uneasy with the fact that she and Mike had been there alone when they finally arrived. Tim, if he noticed it at all, did not react and later, she too relaxed.

In one of their rare private discussions about all that had transpired, Tim told Jan that Mike had come to see him the night before he had invited her to lunch and that on hearing that she had called it off with Mike while unaware that he, Tim, knew about them, was what had made him decide to come and ask her out that day. Jan's newfound fondness for Mike went up a notch after hearing that.

***

They had been going through a particularly rough patch. Jan had not given up on trying to focus on Tim's pleasure, wanting, at least in some small measure to make up for the hurt she had caused, only to be met with his obstinate stand that they needed to be there for each other. He refused to hear her ongoing apologies, insisting that he would never hold what had happened against her and that if the relationship was to have any hope of surviving, they had to treat each other as equals. 

It seemed only to frustrate her and she wasn't sure why. 

Tim was under a lot of pressure at work. Jason Childs, V.P. of Operations had been offered a C.E.O. position with another firm. Although overjoyed for Jason, Tim needed to find a replacement and had struck a search committee right away. The committee has come back with three possibilities. For one, Tim had been unwilling to meet the guarantees the candidate had insisted upon. The second was working with another firm in California and Tim had been travelling back and forth to see what could be worked out. 

Tim had vetoed the third recommendation, a Frank Rosen, as he didn't feel he had enough confidence in that person. 

The pressure was on them both and it had put a strain on their relationship.

One afternoon while Jan was helping Marjorie with some client accounts Tim answered the doorbell and was surprised to see Marianne and Mike.

"Hi guys! Jan is working over at Marjorie's. I'm not expecting her back for an hour or so yet."

"No problem." Mike said, "We came over to talk to you."

"What's up?" he asked as he brought them in through the door.

"I'm hoping our friendship is strong enough to survive me giving you some advice." Mike replied, appearing to be serious.

After inviting them to sit and offering drinks, Tim asked again what was up.

"Tim, I'm not really good at this. In fact I'm damned uncomfortable but I owe you, big time, so here goes." As Tim started to object, Mike held up his hand and Tim stopped. "I just need to get this out Tim. Once I've done that, like with all advice, it's up to you to take it or leave it. O.K.?"

Tim nodded at least a little amused.

"Marianne is by far the best thing that ever happened in my life." He began, his wife showing equal parts of surprise and delight at his opening comments. "But I've done some very stupid things that hurt her in the past. When we were screwing around behind Sam's back I . . . I". 

Mike was clearly upset with what he felt he had to say. "I was still lusting after your wife and not paying attention to what was really important. I should have stood up to Sam and to my dad when we got caught. It's one of two things I'm most ashamed of Tim. But I'm doing well. I'm sorry if this comes out wrong my friend, but I think I'm doing better than you and it's because of Marianne."

"Jan and I . . . " Tim started to say only to be silenced by Mike once again.

"Marianne has let me do things to make it up to her. . ."

Mike was actually blushing!!!! "Sexual things!" he continued. "Shit Tim. You're being an asshole!" Mike shouted, "Jan doesn't just WANT a chance to make up for what she and I did. She NEEDS a chance to make up for it and you, you pompous ass, won't let her!"

Tim sat in amazement as his friend, once his worst tormentor, laid it out for him. He was momentarily distracted as he had a vision of Mike and Marianne in some sort of sexual entanglement and unwittingly became aroused. When he looked at Marianne, she was smiling a very amused sort of smile and he saw, perhaps realized for the first time, how attractive and sexy she was, which aroused him further. 

He was caught off guard when she said, "Wow! That's pretty impressive." As she glanced down at his erection pushing out his pants. "It has inspired me to take my husband home and let him make up for some of the bad things he has done to me. I can't actually think of any right now, but I'll make something up if I have to." She said, her smile now taking up her entire being. 

"I'm sorry Tim." Mike said, "I'm not sure that came out right but I sure as hell wanted to deliver the message."

"You klutz!" Marianne said to her husband. "I am so damn proud of you I may have some difficulty letting you make it up to me. In fact, I now may have to make it up to you!"

Mike was momentarily speechless then he smiled and said, "Works for me!" 

They all laughed, Mike and Tim shook hands and Marianne hugged Tim tightly and for a long time, letting his erection rub against her in spite of his will to do otherwise. It aroused him even more.

"Gee that felt good!" She turned to her husband and said, " Now I definitely have something I need to make up to you for." She kissed him on the cheek and the two of them left, Mike's hand on her behind all the way to their car where Tim watched Marianne lean across and kiss her husband tenderly before they drove off.

***

Tim called Jan's cell.

"Hi Babe." He said.

Hearing terms of endearment she had wanted for so long actually made her more wary than pleased, at first. "Hi Honey." 

"Babe, I have a problem that has just come up." He said, grinning wildly at his own joke, "I need some help with it. How long are you going to be?"

"Marjorie and I are just cleaning up now. I'll be home in a half hour. Hmmm," there was a pause, "Marjorie says for me to leave now, make that 10 minutes. What do you need help with?"

"Well, you kinda need to be here to see. 10 minutes and Jan, . . . . . I love you!"

Jan had a mildly concerned look on her face as she came into the room, which turned to mildly confused when she saw Tim sitting on the sofa with a stupid grin on his face and a hard on in his pants.

She was thrilled almost to orgasm when he said, "This has just come up. Would you take care of it for me?"

The flare in her nostrils and the visible lust in her eyes inflamed him even more. She stood before him and began to unbutton her blouse. When she had removed that and her bra, with her eyes fixed on him, she took each tit and licked her own nipple making each one harder. Then she kicked off her shoes, undid and removed her slacks, then pulled off her panties. She licked her index finger and slid it down her mound and into her pussy, rubbing it around then as she pulled it out she walked over to her husband and put it into his mouth. When he had licked it clean, she leaned forward and kissed him, her tongue forcing its way into his mouth. She broke the kiss and whispered, "I'll be right back." Then she left the room.

A very few minutes later she reappeared with a bottle of champagne, a bottle of Drambuie and 2 each of flutes and liqueur glasses along with a video tape which she put in the VCR.

Before he could take it all in, Tim found himself seated on the sofa, his pants down to his knees, his beautiful wife, naked, kneeling between his legs, his cock in her mouth. There on the screen he watched as two naked women were servicing one equally naked man. In a moment of clarity he noted that neither of the women could hold a candle to the woman he loved, now here with him, and just before he became totally lost in the sensations she was creating, he felt a very brief pang of envy, noting too, how very well hung the man was!

Jan, as she took him into her mouth, concentrated every ounce of energy she could muster into pleasing her man. She licked up the bottom side of his harder than ever cock, moving her mouth over its head and then plunged it all back down into her mouth establishing a steady twisting motion as her head moved up and down. Every ten or twelve strokes and she would repeat the process allowing his cock to pop from her mouth, then dragging her tongue down the underside of his cock to his balls. After gently stroking his sac covered balls with her tongue she would drag it once more up the underside and take him back into her mouth. Tim tried to absorb it all but soon lost interest in the movie where the man was now flat on his back with one buxom woman riding his cock and the other, his face. He preferred to watch his wife whose eyes were fixed on his and soon the look of lust combined with the physical sensations she was producing, brought him to the edge and he touched her face softly to let her know. Her rhythm didn't change and in moments he seemed to slide into an explosive orgasm. As he did, Jan's eyes changed from lustful to determined and she concentrated on capturing every drop, Soon she was cleaning his sagging cock but she kept at that until the only sign anything had occurred was her saliva on him.

When that was done she stood, leaned forward and kissed him. He reached for her but she backed off slightly, pulled off the rest of his clothes, picked them up along with her own and once more left the room, returning almost immediately with two bathrobes. She put one on and then helped him into the other. That done, she spoke for the first time since they had begun. 

"Champagne or liqueur?" she asked.

After opening the bottle and pouring for them both Jan sat beside him and he put his arm around her kissing her cheek and clinking their glasses. They stayed there a very long time discussing a wide variety of things that husbands and wives often do but which had been absent from their conversations for too long. 

***

Things improved immeasurably after that as Tim often found himself to be the benefactor of one of Jan's sexual episodes. More often than not he would end up having a wonderful orgasm and Jan would go without. At first it disturbed him but two things brought him around! The first was Mike's advice . . . "she needs a chance to make up for it. . ." and the second was that Jan was visibly more contented, more radiant than he could remember, so he accepted what she gave.

***

Tim still had to replace Jason Childs and he had been unable or unwilling to come to an arrangement with his California contact. 

"Why not Frank Rosen?" Jan asked, referring to the third candidate Tim had vetoed.

"Frank is too willing to please and to afraid to upset things. I'm afraid he'll say what he thinks we want to hear rather than how he feels. I need someone who will say things that need to be said even if it's hard to do."

Jan said something in response but Tim's mind was somewhere else. Something in what had just been said struck him as important.

***

As was often the case Tim had gone into the office late Saturday morning. It was a warm summer day and Jan, dressed in a light skirt and blouse with no bra was cleaning up at the table in the garden shed and hadn't heard Tim come in behind her. Tim noticed the braless look immediately and found himself not only in an excellent mood but strongly aroused as well.

He came up behind her wrapping her in his arms and rubbing her tits through the blouse. He loved to feel her nipples harden at his touch.

"Ummmm! That feels good! Hold that thought while I get cleaned up and. . . "

But Tim merely slid his hands down her stomach then back up again under her blouse taking her now bare tits into his hands. Jan could hear his breathing become ragged as if he had been running. She knew where this was going and she too felt instant arousal.

Tim pushed her forward on to the table, lifted her skirt and roughly pulled the panties down to near her knees. He lifted one foot up between her legs and pushed the panties to the floor. They heard them tear as she stepped out of them completely. He continued to maul her tits with one hand while dropping the other to her pussy. As he rubbed her pussy lips with his fingers he could feel the moisture build and in moments she was wet. Releasing her tits but continuing his assault on her clit and pussy lips he used his free hand to undo his belt, drop his trousers and pull his erect cock out of his shorts. He soon found her soaked cunt and pushed himself in and with no more preliminaries he began to pound in and out of her until he passed the point of no return then he relaxed and enjoyed a powerful orgasm which actually made him weak in the knees and he fell forward on to her to maintain his balance.

As he recovered from the intense pleasure he kissed her gently on the back and side of her neck in stark contrast to the rough way he had just fucked her while bent over the garden table. He pushed up and off her as she too pushed up and turned into his arms kissing him on the lips. He could feel the smile in her kiss.

"Ummmm! That was good. More fun than getting cleaned up first too, I think."

Later after they had showered together and were laying on their bed, Jan said, "I'd like to think I'm totally responsible for that good mood but I suspect there is something I don't know yet!"

"I'll tell you something you do know. I love you very much!" Tim kissed her and held her close. "And . . . " he added, "I've got a new V.P. of Operations. At least I do if his wife And I can talk him into it."

"Who?"

"Remember when I told you I needed someone who wouldn't just take the easy road, someone who would speak up even if it was something hard to say, someone who on making his own errors would identify what was wrong then step forward, take the responsibility then fix it?"

"Yes."

"He's perfect for it. Marianne and I will still have to talk Mike into it. Could we count on you to assist us in this matter?" 



Jan and Uncle Ben Pt. 01: Letting



It's not quite dusk. The sun still shines. Its rays are soft, golden and tinged with red and violent where it pierces the gathering clouds. The light turns the water in the swimming pool a pale indigo. The color holds me spellbound. 

The wind blows on my bared breasts, sending nipples cresting. Goosebumps spread on my arms and thighs. 

I am on my knees. Chains tether both ankles to steel arches set low and deep on the grass. They force my legs apart. There is no hair on my cunt to shelter me from the chill.

Indigo always sets me off. 

**

It was probably the blue ribbon crisscrossing the front of my blue gingham smock that did it. Uncle Ben likes telling his friends I looked like a schoolgirl the day he claimed me.

I am a 28-year old grass widow. My ten-year old twin boys haven't seen their father for four years. He disappeared into the desert sands of Abu Dhabi on his fifth year as an engineer for an oil firm. We sometimes hear word of Ed and his woman; they have supposedly relocated to her native Italy. 

Whatever. He cut us out of his life, abandoned us to the fates. I accepted that fact eight months ago as our conjugal savings dwindled to alarming levels. At least he'd left us that.

Ben De la Vega isn't really an uncle. He and Dad were classmates at university and had kept in touch through the years. My dad died two years ago and Uncle Ben, a lawyer and accountant and investment banker, administered the estate Dad left for Mama and me. Mama had agreed to cede the narrow townhouse on the far end of our compound. I also got Dad's station wagon and pick-up; Mama got the flashy town cars. 

There was enough money for the children's college education but it was in trust. Dad never got over his disappointment of my pregnancy at 18. That ended my charmed life as the only child of upper middle-class parents - the chauffeur, my aging Nanny, the credit-card extension, ballet, art classes and weekly shopping binges with Mama. 

Ed was 12 years older than me. I met him through a classmate; they were distant cousins. It was someone's birthday party. 

The lights bathed us in flattering hues. The band played Top 40 from the 60s to the 90s. I saw Ed in a huddle with my classmate's brother. I stared until he lifted his head and gave me a smile. He whispered to Jon, who brought him over for introductions.  

I behaved like a little slut, drawing my body close and teasing his neck with my fingers as we danced to "You Are So Beautiful." I felt Ed's shoulders tense up. I felt his cock pulse. He asked my age. Then he asked if I knew what I was doing. I've done amateur theater since kindergarten. I'd lost my cheery two months back. I unleashed my best femme fatale act. 

From our first fuck, Ed always had the power to make me squirt. His cock's ridges and the thick crown of circumcised skin unerringly rubbed against my g-spot. He was also experienced enough to calm me the first time, when I froze to prevent what I thought was a stream of piss. We always booked rooms with two queen-sized beds. It was that or sleep on soaked sheets.

Ed tried to be responsible. But one night, parked by a lakeside near the resort he'd booked us for the weekend, I couldn't wait. Despite his protests, I went down on him, teased his cock until he couldn't say no, and then rode him until, for the first time, I felt warm seed sliding out of my cunt. 

We'd never heard of the morning-after pill. We waited out two months in misery. Then my morning sickness started. 

My mom slapped me, screamed and called me a whore and blamed Dad for my immorality. 

"Bad seed!" she pounded at Dad's chest. 

I knew my parents kept separate bedrooms. Dad was always somewhere else during weekends, except when I had contests and other special events. But still, I didn't know what the hell Mama meant.

I was going to be a lawyer, like Dad. But although I begged, he stood firm. I had a roof over my head, food, the clothes bought over the years. But nothing else.

Ed couldn't set foot in our house. So after a month, he took me to live with his parents and siblings across town, in a house that fronted a noisy local market. 

I hated the bustle and the flies attracted by offal and the discards of the daily catch. I also hated not being able to scream anymore when Ed took me. Only a plywood wall separated our bedroom from that of his parents. 

All these was before our legislators required parental permission for those marrying before the age of 21. I don't think Ed's family ever forgave my parents' snub. They liked to mock me, exaggerating my mannerisms and telling neighbors I was a bad, good-for-nothing. 

With the twins, Ed's income couldn't maintain us and his parents and siblings. So he became one of the ten million Filipino overseas workers. Every homecoming was an orgy of fucking. But our arguments also increased - I hated having to ask his parents for my share of the household budget. I was the wife, the mother of his kids and I had to beg or fight for every cent.

When Ed abandoned us, his parents practically shoved me out of the door. I'm told their house has been renovated, so they must still be getting money from Ed.

I swallowed my pride and visited Dad in his office. The boys melted his heart. He brought us home. But we never really had any real conversation until his heart attack. Then it was too late.

Mama also doted on the kids. She still took me shopping. In return I supervised the household because she always spent nights playing mahjong with her cronies, or ballroom dancing, and never woke till noon.

Six months after Dad died, Mama brought her dancing instructor home. 

It was a scandal. He was 30 years younger than her. She asked me to move out. I moved to my smaller house, losing the monthly income from leasing it out. 

I had to get a job but had no skills, except for my good grammar and fast typing speed. That was when Dad's sister called Uncle Ben.

***

I was hired as his personal assistant. Not executive assistant. Personal assistant. Gofer.

He occupied a four-room suite in a historic hotel the overlooked the bay on one side and a golf course on another. 

I worked in a small alcove adjacent to his office suite's kitchen. I'd serve him coffee or water and call room service whenever work swamped him. That was all I did in the first month. The rest of the time I stared out the window, daydreaming of working or playing on some cruise liner.

Then Uncle Ben's secretary suffered a miscarriage. He threw out two temps in one week. One day he called me in, told me to sit down and take dictation. The following day I became his personal secretary because my predecessor, her biological clock ticking down, opted to take early retirement.

I was a jeans and polo girl. Three days into my new post, Uncle Ben - I called him "Sir" in public - brought me to his bank. I got a credit card with a monthly limit exactly the same amount as my salary. He told me to get clothes befitting a junior executive. I wouldn't have to worry about payment. 

Then he brought me to this expensive department store and chose clothes for cocktails and dinner events. 

Uncle Ben was always formal, almost stern towards me, just like a guardian relating to his ward. He spoke in clipped sentences. Though he had perfect manners, he could reduce us staff to jelly with a stare.

In the store he sat with crossed knees, running his gaze up and down whenever I stepped out of the dressing room, nodding or shaking his head. 

Most of the clothes he approved were of jersey or silk, in jewel colors, with halter sleeves and necklines so deep they meant I'd have to go braless. The clothes either had draped skirts or asymmetrical slits that reached my thighs. He also bought me six pairs of strappy sandals. 

I was never invited to local events. All my new fine togs were worn in other Asian countries. Women looked on with envy and men leered as Uncle Ben ushered me into ballrooms and mansions, his hand on my bare back. Uncle Ben never seemed to notice slight shudder whenever his flesh pressed on mine. He always treated me with an almost painful formality. 

I ignored the men. I couldn't blame the women. Uncle Ben was tall for a Filipino, around 5'10". He graduated second in his class at the state military academy. He joined the Marines and was a very young major when he retired to take up law and business. He still had the ramrod posture and an ass I loved to secretly ogle. His dark hair sported a widow's peak and a cleft drew attention to a square jaw. 

Despite the lack of a college education I was a quick study. I devoured the papers, from the mainstream broadsheets to the more obscure trade publications. After one exceptionally successful night, when he listened quietly as a Hong Kong partner quizzed me about our country's investment risks, Uncle Ben kissed me on the forehead at the door of my room. 

His simple murmur of "good job" sent me to the clouds.

***

I had a glamorous job, but my kids' private school education was taking a big chunk of my salary. 

Uncle Ben always asked about their activities, but I don't think he really realized what a stretch it was for me. Maybe I should have moved the boys to a public school, but didn't want to deprive my sons of the good, basic education I had enjoyed.

One afternoon, Uncle Ben went to check on me after his buzzer call went unanswered. 

I was crying, begging Mama for a loan to underwrite the twins' summer camp for exceptional students. 

I felt a hand on a shoulder. Uncle Ben shook his head and motioned for me to cut the call. In his office he signed a check for an amount double what the kids would need and waved away my protest.

A week after the kids left, he asked me to do overtime work on a Friday night. 

Four days a week, we wore business attire. On Friday, we came in casual dress. Even shorts were allowed since Uncle Ben never entertained visitors on Fridays. It was our day for wrapping up internal affairs.

That day, I was in a white stretch mini that molded my thighs and ass. My top was a painter's smock of blue gingham. An indigo ribbon threaded through the front opening. 

I never wore stockings and my toes glowed a soft pink through the straps of low-heeled sandals. My long brown hair fell straight to mid-back. I'm 5"2 and would be a size 2 if not from my C-cup breasts.

Uncle Ben kept me busy with dictation until around 7 p.m. Then he rose and motioned me to the sofa covered in silk stripes of blue and pale gold. I sat in the middle. He asked what drink I wanted. 

A frozen margarita, I replied. He called room service and ordered some chilled veggie sticks and olives and brandy for himself. 

The margarita arrived in a huge goblet. I don't have much of a head for alcohol and had last eaten during lunch. Halfway through my drink, I was buzzed. 

I smiled as Uncle Ben turned on his CD player. I'd chosen all his music so it was basically jazz and soft blues and definitely romantic. 

The conversation was anything but that. He started asking questions about Mama. 

At first, I tried to fend him off. Mama drove me crazy but there such a thing as loyalty. 

Uncle Ben was blunt. He said mutual friends claimed Mama's boy toy was running through her money. He'd seen them around town, too. She was a free agent and within her rights. But, he warned, she would probably leave me nothing or worse, have to depend on me for her future needs. 

I gaped at him. Wasn't he her estate manager? 

Uncle Ben said Mama had terminated his services months ago and cashed in on all holdings Dad left her. He couldn't do anything but refer her to a reputable bank. He didn't know about her current financial status.

I started to cry. She'd rejected my loan and was spending all she had on that gigolo. 

Uncle Ben saved the glass that was shaking in my hands. I found myself on his lap, sniffling on his shirt as he ran his fingers through my hair. I hiccupped my despair. The boys' college education was assured but I faced eight more years of private tuition.

As I cried, Uncle Ben whispered everything would be all right. 

"I'll take care of you," he said, his lips grazing my earlobe.

"I can't..." My voice choked as I felt his lips tracing my hairline. One of his hands had slipped inside my loose blouse. I felt his nails making circles on my skin.

"Yes, you will," Uncle Ben said in a firmer tone.

The hand on my back pressed more firmly, the other tugged at my hair. 

I was shaking my head as his lips found my open ones. His tongue lapped at me, he took small nips on my lips. And then he slid in, doing a languorous spiral on my tongue.

I was crying again when he leaned back. His hand was still wrapped around my hair. 

"No, Uncle!" I pleaded.

He responded by ducking his head, kissing my throat. 

My brain screamed a warning but another voice asked, "Where will you go?"

I realized it was Uncle Ben speaking. 

His deep, cultured voice assured that I would never want for anything. He would take care of me. 

His other hand stroked the side of my torso. I felt a tug on my hair and shuddered as his tongue licked at the soft indent behind my collarbone. I whimpered as he bit into the pulse just below my jaw.

He freed me from his lips but held me firm against him. His hand left my hair but tilted my chin, forcing me to meet his eyes. They glittered darkly. 

I licked my parched lips. "My boys," I pleaded. 

"I won't take you away from them," he promised. "Not more than I do now."

I could not wrest my eyes from his as he spoke of paying for the upkeep of my home, of increasing my credit limit to include groceries, of new cars and drivers for the boys and me. He didn't dangle jewels or anything else. Uncle Ben knew all I cared for were my boys.

"And I'll take care of your other needs," he drawled, his hand freeing my chin to cup my left breast. 

My head jerked at the touch. I had gone without a man for too long, relying on a single vibrator for mechanical orgasms.

He petted my breasts, his fingers hot against soft cloth and thin lace as he asked what pleased me. 

I couldn't speak at first but he was relentless with his questions. 

Did I like gentle kisses on my breasts? Did I seek the rougher touch of teeth, sucking and biting? Did Ed leave marks on my breasts? Did I ever come just from nipple play?

His other hand had freed my bra hooks. 

"Uncle!" I moaned as two hands trapped by breasts, forefingers and thumbs doing lazy circles round my buds.

"Uncle's here, Pet," he whispered back. "I'll love you so you forget that bastard."

"Give yourself up, Jan." His voice hypnotized me. "I'll take care of you. I know what you want."

His fingers pressed on my nipples. I wet my panties and groaned. My juices must have soaked the spot under me because Uncle Ben chuckled with delight.

"Yes, Baby. Has it been too long?"

A hand pressed on my skirt, flush against my cunt.

"Have you had others?" Uncle Ben's palm pressed around in a circle.

I shook my head.

"No." 

He pressed harder. I shook my head. 

"No. Please!"

His nails drew a line down my slit and I couldn't stop the jerk or the groan. His other hand forced my head down so I could see the wet spot against my skirt.

"Yes. You know, it's yes!"

He tugged at my hair again and devoured my lips. A hand slapped at my cunt. Softly, but in my fevered mind it sounded like a gunshot. 

I keened and clutched his shoulders as he tongued-fuck my mouth. 

The next time he freed me, I had my arms around his neck. I was flushed with shame but also quivering with need. And everything was mixed up with the comfort of being taken under his wing. 

"I'm tired..." As I uttered the words that filled my nights, my heart finally broke free of Ed. 

Sobs shook me; the sorrow and rage I had kept from the world bubbled up.

Uncle Ben's arms tightened as I pounded on his back and arms, anger replacing heartbreak.

I quieted down as his hands slid up and down my back. I felt him fumble in his pants pocket and saw one hand dangle a white handkerchief. 

He caressed my waist as I dried my tears and cleared my nose.

I found myself hugging Uncle Ben, giving in and seeking comfort from his solidity and calmness.

After several minutes of calm, his hands claimed my breasts again. He held them lightly, unmoving.

"What do you want?"

In the void emptied of rage defiance throbbed. 

I pressed into Uncle Ben's hands.

His eyes widened but his voice remained calm as his fingers played with one nipple then the other. 

"I want you to answer my questions."

I blushed but leaned back to support myself on the sofa's armrest, letting him see the passion building up.

"Do you like your breasts kissed gently?"

"Yes."

"Do you like it rougher?"

I had to clear my throat.

"Yes."

"How? Tell me."

It was an order.

I couldn't say the words. 

He twisted a nipple. I gasped.

Uncle Ben's eyes narrowed.

"So you like that."

I nodded. He squeezed. I groaned out, "yes!"

Pain flashed as he pulled at my other breast. I closed my eyes.

"I'm going to bite you here."

"I am going to suck so hard so it gets red and swollen."

I couldn't do anything but blubber.

His touch gentled.

Then he ordered me to stand up.

"Undo your blouse. Slowly."

My fingers fumbled at the indigo strays.

"Look at me."

It was hard. Sex was one thing but bearing my soul...

I bit my lips while unthreading the ribbon.

I let the gathered neck slide to both sides.

Then I let the bra straps fall and shivered as chilled air fluttered across my nipples.

"Hold your breasts."

My face flamed red but I followed the order. 

Uncle Ben resumed his questions.

"Do you like to see marks of your breasts?"

"Yes, po." I found myself adding our people's term of respect. There's no literal translation for that in any other language.

My nipples were tingling so much it was almost painful.

"Do you come just from nipple play?"

I lowered my eyes.

"Answer me!" I was startled by the harshness in his voice.

"And look at me!"

Uncle Ed stood up and was on me in two steps.

He took both nipples in a cruel grip. I cried out. He twisted more.

"Do you come from nipple play?"

This voice thundered in the room.

My eyes welled again but I managed to gasp. "Yes."

He yanked again. 

"Yes, po!"

"Opo," I moaned. 

He dropped his hands and went back to the sofa.

He motioned at my sandals and then my skirt. He shook his head when I reached for the matching lace panty.

"Mamaya pa ang puki mo," he said in the vernacular. (I'll get to your cunt later.) 

I felt cream trickle out at the vulgar word. Growing up Catholic, going to an exclusive school, made these words strange and awful. And thrilling.

He told me to put my hands behind me. That made me stand straighter. My chest rose.

"Tayong-tayo ang utong mo," Uncle Ed whispered. (Your nipples are hard.)

"Opo," I whispered back.

"Nilalaro mo ba ang puki mo?" (Do you play with your cunt?)

I nodded.

"Opo!" He came again and wrenched my breasts, squeezing from the top down, forcing cries from me. 

"Opo! Opo! Opo!"

"Hindi mo na ilalaro ang puki mo." (You will no longer play with your cunt.) 

"Only when I tell you to."

I just kept on answering, "opo."

He pulled at my hair.

"Gustong pinabubukaka?" (Do you want being told to spread?")

I was half-crazy from the dirty talk.

"Opo, Uncle."

"Opo, ano?" (Yes, what?)

"Opo, gusto ko pong pinabubukaka." (Yes, I like being told to spread.)

Uncle Ed switched back to English.

Did I open myself and beg for a partner's touch? Did Ed tease my pussy until I leaked and I begged for release?

I felt tears slide down from my eyes again but I answered.

I answered all his questions.




Jan and Uncle Ben Pt. 01: Letting



What did one finger do to me? Two? Did I like gentle glides or strong thrusts?

Each question filled my mind with images. I don't think there was a single "No" reply.

But my jaw dropped when he asked me if I liked it in the ass.

I shook my head.

He frowned. 

"Ayaw mo o di ka pa nakakatikim?" (Do you mean you dislike being fucked there or you've never tried it yet?)

"Hindi pa po." (I haven't tried it.)

He stood up again and came around me. He tugged my hands apart to clasp my butt.

I gasped at the heat and gasped again as he squeezed my cheeks.

One finger traced where lace still covered my crack.

"Lalaruin kita dito. Didilaan ko puwit mo. Ibubuka ko at didilaan ang butas mo." (I will play with you here. I will lick you ass. I will spread your cheeks and tongue your hole.)

"Opo. Opo! Uncle! Opo, Uncle!"

His hands pushed, forced me to my knees. He moved me so I knelt like a bitch.

His fingers scratched at lace, very wet lace. He scratched from my ass and then his hand swiveled and I felt nails against my pussy. 

"Gusto mo, ano? Gusto mong nilalaro." (You like this. You like being toyed with.")

I moaned my respectful yesses.

"You're wet."

"Opo!" I sobbed.

His left hand started rubbing harder. The right palm pressed on my back.

"Uncle!"

"Ilabas mo yan. Ilabas mo dagta mo!" (Let it out. Let your juices flow!")

His fingers snaked inside my panty. One finger slithered in and out. As it touched spongy core, my orgasm erupted, spraying juices through the lace. 

Uncle Ben laughed as I drenched his hand and squeezed in a second finger. And then his other hand slapped down on my butt. I felt the world tilt as I came a second time, and then a third, as one hand forced me down the other, spreading heat on both surfaces.

I kept on moaning for Uncle.

"Sarap mong kinakantot!" 

His words shook me. There's no literal translation; being a good fuck is a weak version of it. 

"Gusto mo pa?" (You want more?) Slap!

"Opo!" Slap!

"Ano ang gusto mo?" (What do you want?) Slap!

"Gusto ko po..." Slap!

"Kailangan mo to?" (You need this?) Slap!

"Opo. Gusto ko po..." Slap! 

I was wailing the words.

"Gusto ko po... Kantot po!" 

I screamed in want. 

"Kantot pa po! Kantot pa po!" (Please, I need to be fucked! Fuck me some more! Please, fuck me!)

I groaned at the sudden absence of touch.

Uncle Ben tugged at my head and turned me to face him.

He undid his belt and unzipped his slacks. He pushed down his boxer.

He took my hands and placed them around his shaft.

I took one look and stared at him in shock. He was even bigger than Ed. And thicker.

I felt a hand on my head. I thrilled at the touch. I've always loved giving head.

I sat on my heels and started kissing his rod as my fingers danced around it. I gave little licks, alternating with long smooth slides to the tip. 

My lips tried to draw around the sides of his shaft, kissing the velvety surface like it was his mouth. 

"Putang ina!" Uncle Ben groaned. 

(In anger, the phrase, "your mother is a whore" can start fatal fights. But we also use it as an expletive for the most incredible sensations.)

I licked at the big tear at the tip of his cock and wrapped my mouth around it. As I bobbed up and down, I kept my tongue swirling . 

"Puta!" (Whore!")

It was Uncle Ben's turn to repeat a single word.

I took his cock deeper and deeper, fighting back my gag reflex. 

Sometimes I lost the battle and had to surface for air. But I went back again, ecstatic to have him plunging down to my throat. Liquid dribbled from the sides of my mouth but I kept sucking and laving. I felt his hands pulls at my hair. I shook it off and sucked harder. 

I wanted him to cum in my mouth. 

But Uncle Ben had greater need.

He grabbed the sides of my head until I was forced to let go of his cock.

He kissed me, plunging his tongue in, fucking my mouth as he urged me on my back.

Two big, long fingers thrust inside me, twisting so hard and furious I squirted again in ten seconds. 

Then his hands grabbed the undersides of my knees and spread them wide. 

I felt his mouth settle round the entire surface of my count. I jerked at the sensation and shuddered as his tongue plowed in. 

He curled it to touch my g-spot. I heard his moan as my spray filled his mouth. Again and again, he pushed against my center. 

Then I felt his lips suck on the area against my clit, drawing juice with every press. My hips squirmed on cold marble.

He raised his head. 

"Hold yourself open," he ordered.

"Opo!" I gasped. 

I used two fingers from both hands to spread my cunt lips.

My head trashed from side but I kept my eyes on him, allowing him to feast on my face as I squirted with every other thrust of his finger.

"Opo, Uncle! Opo! Opo, Uncle!" I replied as he growled out a question with every thrust. 

"Didilaan ko na ang tinggil mo." (I'm going to lick your clit.) 

His warning had barely registered when a pointed tip started flicking at my button. His fingers remained inside, tapping on the g-spot as his tongue circled and wriggled on my clit.

I felt my insides clench as heat simmered. "Uuuuuuuungh!" My moan undulated as the fire gathered strength. And then I screamed for my uncle as it shot to the surface and struck outwards like a major quake. 

As I started to come down from the stars, Uncle Ben started licking again on the lips of my vulva. 

With Ed, I could never stand being touched again after that kind of orgasm. But Uncle Ben drew the warmth out to where it throbbed gently. I started moaning again.

He finally straightened up. He looked at my face for a long moment. 

I stared back at his wet face, all shiny from my juices. 

"Uncle," I whispered as he came close. 

"Ang tamis mo." (You taste so sweet.) 

Uncle's voice was guttural with desire.

He kissed me and I opened my mouth to suck at my juices.

We both moaned as his cock slid into me. I was so wet his thick shaft was able to sink in with just three strokes. 

His pubic hair tickled my clit. Inside, I pulsed around him.

Uncle Ben took my legs and wrapped them around his back. He took my hands and held them above my head. He started slow but strong thrusts, ending every single one by grinding around my cunt face. 

His cock would slide out, brushing against sensitive nerves, circle round my opening and then plunge back in. His face was set in a grimace, teeth grinding at his lust.

As his strokes grew fiercer and deeper, Uncle Ben started to suck at the side of my neck. I felt the pressure of his lips tug at my skin. His mouth matched the rhythm of his cock. He kissed all over my neck. I arched to entice him further.

My cunt muscles started a slow spasm as his teeth finally bit into my skin, tugging and pulling. I felt flesh strain as lips increased their suction.

His cock stabbed harder, so hard my body slid a few inches across the floor with each thrust. He pounded non-stop, dragging his tip across my clit before diving back. 

He freed my hands to take my breasts, squeezing, tugging and twisting my nipples.

I felt Uncle tense. His thighs started to shake. His hands were each a vise on my breasts. 

He growled. He cursed. 

His cock started swirling around my clit. I felt ardor blaze again. 

Uncle glowered at me, watching my face until he found there the signal to hemmer into me again.

He was a piston shooting flame, spreading it around inside until I was a furnace. 

"Baby." 

That whispered word shook the grate free. My orgasm roared out of my womb, spitting fire back around his cock. 

I felt it ripple and then Uncle burst, crying out for his baby, grounding his entire strength into me, bringing me to another peak, making me pulse around him until his cries and growls softened.

As we found our breaths again. Uncle Ben rolled to his side, cradling me in his arms as he began to slip out. 

He stopped as I moaned in protest. He waited, his lips traveling around one side of my face. As he softened, his thick cream - mixed with mine - trickled out.

"So much," I teased. 

His chest rumbled with laughter. My answering laugh finally pushed him out. He rubbed two fingers on the goo that covered my thighs as he brought my head up for the gentlest of kisses.

Then Uncle Ben rose and strode to the bathroom, coming back with a cool, wet towel. 

He knelt. He smiled at me. I opened my legs and watched him clean me up. 

For the nth time that night, I felt my eyes tear up. But this time, they meant joy.

(To be continued...)