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One Thing Leads to Another Ch. 01

By: Halfman11



This is my first story. It is a true story and I am going to try to recall the events to the best of my ability. All participants are over the age of 18 and the names of all involved have been changed.



Before I went to bed Friday night, my mom so graciously reminded me, "Don't forget to set your alarm, Tanya expects you at her house at 9 tomorrow morning." I replied with the usual, "Yeah mom, I've got it," and went to my room, laid down, and went to sleep without setting my alarm.

My mom came running into my room to wake me up, only to stop herself in her tracks, I had been sleeping naked for about the past year and she was frozen solid, staring at my morning erection. Immediately upon realizing she was staring, mouth open, at my dick, she began apologizing. "Sorry Kyle, I was just trying to wake you up, you are supposed to be at Tanya's in 9 minutes."

I looked over at the clock on my nightstand, the time was 8:51. But all I was thinking about was how I'd like to put my cock in my mother's open mouth and have her blow me until I blew my hot load down her throat. 

I had always had a crush on my mother from the time I hit puberty. This may not have been the case if I wasn't a virgin, but my mother was the only women I'd ever seen naked. My father and her had divorced around the time I was 10 and while she had been on dates, she never found anything steady. 

From the time she divorced my father, because of his gambling and alcohol addictions, she referred to me as her man of the house. I loved the idea that I was the man of the house and so I tried to help out as much as I could. Little did my mother know that I would like to be the man of the house in other ways. 

My mom and I lived alone except for my younger sister, and she felt completely comfortable prancing around the house in the nude, though she usually wore her nightgown and panties. But, the older she got, the more I noticed she would wear a nightgown and no panties, leaving her ass and pussy exposed under her gown. She would always say, "If I can't be comfortable in my own house, where can I be comfortable?" I never had any complaints.

I loved seeing my mother in the nude. At 40, her body was nowhere near perfect, but it was nice to look at. She is 5'2" and weighs about 115 pounds. Her breast size is a 36c, which I knew from looking in her lingerie drawer. Her titties are pretty saggy for her age, but I always enjoyed it, because when she walked her boobs moved and jiggled a lot. Her areolas are a dark brown and about 5 or 6 inches in diameter. And her nipples, which are erect about 90% of the time, stood out about an inch and were about as round as a child's pinky finger. 

Her ass never protruded much, but she had wide hips and it was a sight to watch when she walked around the house in the nude. I loved to watch her crack disappear between her legs as she walked away from me. When she would turn around, I'd be treated with the view of a nicely trimmed bush and nice fat lips on her pussy.

I didn't want to go help Tanya, it was Saturday and all I wanted to do was watch college football, my favorite football team would be on the air in three hours and I wanted to be there to watch. But, my mother promised her my help, so I decided to go, as I never told my mother no.

My mother continued talking to me about how sorry she was that she barged in. That's when I jumped out of bed, cock standing straight up and threw some shorts, a shirt, a hat, and flip flops on and headed toward the front door to make my way to Tanya's house. It wasn't the first time my mom had seen my cock, as I never wore a towel to and from the shower, but she had never seen it erect and I think she was surprised to see me sleeping in the nude.

I was extremely turned on by the fact that my mother had seen me with a hard dick and I wanted nothing more than to beat my dick to relieve the pressure building up in my pants, but I didn't want to let my mother down. I was the man of the house and she volunteered me for a job, I would make sure it was completed.

Tanya lived just a neighborhood away from us and I arrived at her house at 9:01, just one minute passed the time I was supposed to be there. 

Tanya's house was perfect for her, considering she was never married and lived alone with no children. Her house was equipped with three bedrooms and two bathrooms, one of which completed her master suite. The master bedroom was hers, she used the smallest bedroom as her office and the other bedroom as a guest room. She also had a nice living room and a basement. I knew all this because my mom had volunteered me to help Tanya move into her new house.

When Tanya and I were setting up her new house all she could talk about was getting her basement finished so she could throw parties at her house and have a room big enough for everyone to hangout. Tanya loved to hang out with her friends, though her and my mom were best friends. They were together a few nights a week and at least every other weekend.

I had always found Tanya attractive, she and my mother were about the same size. Though Tanya's hips were a little thinner and her titties were considerably smaller than my mom's, if I had to guess I would say they were A cups, but I never asked and never went snooping in her lingerie drawer to find out if I was correct.

I walked up to Tanya's door and knocked. I waited for about 30 seconds and decided that maybe I should ring the doorbell. I rang the doorbell and about 15 seconds later, I heard rummaging inside before Tanya opened the door as she was closing her robe together, I could tell I had woken her up. "Sorry Kyle, I overslept, come on in."

I walked in to the familiar smell of Tanya's house, which always smelled clean and of Vanilla. "Kyle, sorry I wasn't prepared for you, I'm going to make some coffee and breakfast for myself before we get started, would you like some?"

"Sure," I said, "I just woke up a few minutes ago myself."

We went to the kitchen and Tanya got to work making Bacon, Eggs, and Toast. I couldn't help but watch Tanya's every move as she worked in the kitchen. Her robe was barely long enough to cover her ass cheeks and it seemed every time she faced me that the split up the middle of her robe was getting wider, almost giving me a glimpse of her tiny titties.

Tanya bent over to grab a pan out of the drawer below her oven and her robe began to ride up her ass towards her back, I noticed this and began to stare. Once she was fully bent over at the waist, the bottom of her robe was about halfway up her ass. To my surprise, Tanya wasn't wearing any panties, even better was that Tanya was completely nude underneath her robe. I looked closely at Tanya's ass and noticed her cute little pink asshole. My eyes continued to travel south, where I found her plump pussy lips, covered with a neatly trimmed layer of light brown pubic hair.

My cock began to throb and my erection was almost immediate. I was wearing a pair of thin athletic shorts, which I noticed were somewhat see-through in the brightly lit kitchen at Tanya's house. I frequently wore my clothes without boxers, but I realized this was a problem today. My erection was full on and I had no way to hide it, except to attempt to tuck it up, in the waistband of my shorts.

I reached my hand down towards my shorts, eyes still on Tanya's backside, being revealed to me below her robe, when she turned around and caught me staring up her robe. She gave me a smile, then stood up and pulled her robe down. 

"So, I don't know if your mom told you what we had planned for today, but basically I need you to help me set up my basement. I just had it finished and I want to put in a home theater system and have it ready for next weekend. I'm throwing a party and want my guests to be able to use this room," Tanya said. 

"Uh-uh- yeah, mom mentioned something about a, um, a TV and surround, uh surround sound." I could barely get my words out after what I had just seen. Tanya had to have known I was looking, she turned around right when I had my eyes locked on her asshole.

My erection was still sticking straight up and raging in my pants. I had pulled my hands away from my dick when Tanya turned around and caught me staring, so I had yet to have a chance to tuck my boner up in my waistband.

"Yes, I had the guys who finished my basement run the speaker wire before they finished the walls, so that is finished. Basically what I need from you is help hanging my TV on the wall and plugging up my components, as well as hanging my speakers for the surround sound."

"Yeah, uh, sounds easy enough," I replied.

"Ok, good," Tanya said, as she gave me a cute little wink.

Tanya continued walking back and forth in front of me as she prepared the coffee and the food. The more I watched Tanya prance around the kitchen in her short little robe, the more my cock throbbed in my pants. I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. 

I had always thought that Tanya was attractive. I mean, I had even checked her out in the past, but I never felt this way about her. She had me rock hard and I couldn't keep my eyes off of her.

Suddenly, I heard a sizzling sound, I looked over to notice that Tanya had forgotten to put the coffee pot under the machine, and coffee was overflowing out of the top.

"Kyle! Can you put the pot under the coffee maker?" 

I jumped up, not even thinking about my dick being hard and ran over to the coffee pot. I realized the mistake I had made when I felt my dick flopping around in my pants. I place the pot under the coffee maker and shot my eyes at Tanya, who had her eyes glued to my crotch.

Her eyes slowly made her way up my torso until they met my eyes. "Ummm, uh, sorry about this Tanya. I uh, I wake up this, um I wake up this way in the mornings and usually have time to uh, to correct the problem. This morning I woke up late and hurried over here, and um, I didn't have time," I said, as I continued to struggle with my words.

"That's funny, I didn't notice that you had a boner when you came in," Tanya replied.

"Well, uh, you had just rushed out of bed, you may have j-just missed it. Yeah that's probably it Tanya," I said, as I struggled to return my defense.

"Sorry Kyle, nice try, I think I would have noticed if an 18 year old boy was standing at my door with a raging erection," she snapped back. "If I didn't know any better, I'd think your hard on came when you were checking out my ass when I bent over to get the pan out of the bottom of the oven."

I was caught, there was no way out of this one, I might as well just admit it to her. "Um, yes mam, you're right, sorry, I shouldn't have been sneaking peeks at you. It won't happen again Tanya," I said in a quiet and nervous tone.

"Actually Kyle, I'm flattered that at the age of 42, I can make that happen to a young man, I'll take it as a compliment," Tanya said back. "But, what do you say we eat?"

"Yeah, let's do that," I replied.

We sat down to eat and I quizzed Tanya some to get an idea of how she wanted her home theater system set up. Every time Tanya answered one of my questions, she couldn't do so without using her hands. Each answered question loosened up her robe a little more than the last until finally I saw the edge of one of Tanya's nipples, I almost came in my shorts as my dick sprung back to attention.

"Um, uh, Tanya, you may uh, want to fix your uh, your robe there. I can see, your um, I can see your uh, your um nipple there," I stuttered. 

"Oh my! I'm so sorry Kyle. I usually don't wear clothes when I'm at home alone, and when I heard you ring the doorbell this is all I had time to put on. I hope you aren't offended."

I didn't know what to say, I loved seeing Tanya's naked body, but I didn't want it to be obvious that I enjoyed it, even though my dick pretty much ruined that for me.

"That's ok, I just thought I would let you know this time," I replied.

Tanya smiled at me and just gave me a quick, "Thanks," as she tightened her robe again. 

Tanya got up and began clearing the table and placing the dishes in the dishwasher. I couldn't help but try to get another glimpse under Tanya's robe, so I watched her as she bent over and loaded the dishwasher. 

Sure enough, her robe rode up her pretty pink asshole again and exposed her ass and beautiful plump pussy. Tanya turned around and caught me staring again, I just knew I was busted this time.

"Do you like what you see, Kyle?"

"Uhmmh, uh, um sorry, what?"

"I saw you checking me out again, if you like what you see I'd love to give you a better look."

I couldn't believe my ears, Tanya was offering to show me her body. Was this serious? 

"Uhhhhh---," was all I could manage to get out.

Tanya came closer to me and began to untie her robe, "I'll take that as a yes," she said and nodded towards my twitching dick.

She untied her robe and began to pull it apart, she then turned around and pulled the two sides of the robe apart. Tanya was doing a striptease for me, this had to be a dream, this was my mother's best friend.

Tanya then turned around and exposed her tiny little titties to me. They were gorgeous! I had always been interested in bigger boobs when I watched porn on the Internet, but Tanya's were some of the nicest I'd ever seen. Even at the age of 42, Tanya's titties were still perky. Her areolas made them even prettier, they were about 2-3 inches in diameter and her nipples were sticking out about an inch. They were the size of a pencil eraser.

My eyes then traveled down her stomach. It was obvious that Tanya kept herself in shape, her tummy was flat and so extremely sexy. I kept looking further down, until I found the pubic hair that led me to the slit between her legs. She kept her pussy so neatly groomed. Tanya kept her bush, but shaved at her bikini line and it was obvious that she trimmed it close. It was so sexy to see that triangle pointing towards her hole. It was almost like and invitation.

Tanya let her robe fall off of her shoulders and it hit the floor, my cock jumped at the sight of this naked mature woman who was standing right in front of me. She kept walking towards me until she was about a foot away. She leaned over, putting her titties close to my face then turned around, sticking her ass out so that her pink asshole was at the level of my stomach. 

I was so turned on at the sight of this, my cock continually jumped. Tanya looked back over her shoulder and her eyes met my crotch again. She saw my dick jumping under my shorts and stared at it, not letting her eyes waver from it. 

Tanya then turned around and stood up, "Well, do you like what you see Kyle."

I couldn't speak, I was shocked at what was happening. My mom's best friend was completely nude in front of me and she was showing off her 42 year old body to me. 

Tanya looked down at my cock again, "I take that as a yes," she said, nodding towards my dick. "I showed you, I think it's time you show me what you're packing under your shorts Kyle."

I nodded my head yes, but I didn't move. 

"Would you like me to help you get it out?"

"Uh-huh," was all I could manage to get out.

Tanya squatted down between my legs, causing her knees to flare out. I looked down and saw her plump lips part, revealing her pink pussy. My cock jumped again. Tanya reached forward and stuck her manicured fingernails in my waistband, followed by the rest if her hand. She pulled my waistband down until it cleared my cock and balls. When it finally cleared my cock, it bounced back against my stomach and then stood upright.

"Wow, what a nice cock you have Kyle," Tanya said as she pulled my shorts passed my ankles and threw them behind her.

My cock is by no means huge, it measures about 7 and 1/2 inches around and about 7 inches long. But, Tanya seemed to like it, if she didn't, she put on a good front.

Tanya slowly began to stroke her hand up and down my dick. She used her other hand and grabbed mine, she placed it on her little titty and massaged my hand into her breast. I began to massage her tits on my own and she moved her other hand to my balls, which were resting on the chair I was sitting on at her kitchen table.

"Mmmmmm Kyle, it's been so long since I've had a warm cock in my hands and the touch of man on my tits. Mmmmm," Tanya had begun to moan.

I took my thumb and forefinger and began to massage her nipples like I saw them do in the porn movies I had watched. Tanya moaned loudly, "Mmmmm, oh yeah Kyle, pinch those little nipples. Do you like my tiny titties in your hand?"

"Oh yeah Tanya, feels-so....good." I had regained the ability to speak again, but just barely. "Oh yeah Tanya, stroke my dick, uhhhh-," I moaned. I knew at this rate I wouldn't last long. This was the first time I had felt a woman's touch on my dick.

"Kyle, I want your 18 year old cock in my mouth, do you mind?" 

I nodded that I wouldn't mind and Tanya took me in her mouth. I let out a loud and long moan.

"Yeah, Tanya suck on that dick." Tanya started off sucking the head of my dick slowly. Her mouth was so warm and wet. I could feel the spit and drool from her mouth running down the length of my shaft. While she sucked on the head of my cock, she worked the bottom of my shaft with her hand.

I looked down and noticed that Tanya had her other hand between her legs, working her clit furiously. She began to moan with my cock in her mouth and it sent shivers throughout my body. I looked back up from between Tanya's legs in time to watch my cock disappear into Tanya's mouth. She had taken my entire dick into her throat!

I let out a long growl as she brought my dick out of her throat and began bobbing on it again. I was so close to orgasm. I felt the cum bubbling in my balls and starting to travel along the underside of my shaft. 

"Tanya, I-I uhhhhh, oh I'm gonna c-cummmm..."

Tanya took me out of her mouth and began to stroke me furiously. "Yeah, let me feel that 18 year old load all over my face. Cum on my face Kyle. Yeah you like that Kyle, you like the way your mommy's 42 year old friend is sucking and stroking your cock. Cum all over my face Kyle. I want your warm load on my face."

That was all I could take, I let out a load long groan and cum erupted from the end if my cock. "Ahhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhh yeah, uhhhhhhhh." The first load would have hit Tanya in the eye if it weren't for her glasses. 

"Oh yeah Kyle, give me that load." She kept stroking my cock.

I continued to moan and my second and third eruptions hit Tanya in the mouth, which was open because Tanya was talking dirty to me while she milked my cock. 

I noticed Tanya swallow and she took me back in her mouth as my cock oozed the rest of my load. She continued to moan on the head of my dick and then took me in her throat again. I began to shake in pleasure and Tanya sucked me until my erection began to subside.

"Did you like that Kyle? I know I surely enjoyed sting your big load."

I replied, "That was amazing Tanya, you are the first woman who ever touched my dick."

"We'll im glad I could relieve you, since you didn't get to do it yourself this morning. I enjoyed that after breakfast snack myself," she said as she winked at me. "I don't know if you would have been able to get all this work done with a throbbing erection in your shorts."

"Wow," was all that I could manage.

Tanya stood up and cum dripped from her glasses and landed on her left nipple. She used her finger and scooped the cum off and sucked my seed off of her finger, "Mmmmmmmm," she moaned as she looked at me.

"We better get cleaned up we have work to do. If you do a good job, there's plenty more where that came from"

I watched Tanya walk away as her ass shook.

"I'm going to fuck Tanya today," I thought, "and I'm going to shoot my load all over that juicy ass."

One Thing Leads to Another Ch. 02



After the incident with Sarah and Melissa, I went home, got myself cleaned up, and made some dinner for the three of us. I figured I needed to do whatever I could to stay on the good side of those two or those pictures of me pulling on my cock would get out. 

I was pretty sure Melissa would keep things quiet and not blab about the day's events to anyone. Sarah, on the other hand, was someone I hardly knew. She seemed to have something of a mean streak in her or maybe she just enjoyed taunting me. Either way, inviting the girls over for dinner should have been a good idea. I'd have them close to me where I could talk to them and see what I could do to get them to be cool and not tell anyone what happened or share those incriminating pictures with anyone, especially Tiffany. If she found out, I'd die. They'd sworn to keep everything a secret, but I just didn't know for sure if they would keep their word.

I made a simple dinner, the girls showed up right on time, and we ate dinner almost without incident. The conversation had been light and I actually managed to pay attention to what he girls were saying without letting my mind wander too much when they spoke. 

While we ate and talked, I was surprised to feel Sarah's foot rubbing my bare leg. She got increasingly bold until her toes ran up the inside of my leg and I felt them come into contact with my cock. I was pretty shocked. I wouldn't have guessed she had any interest in anything more than humiliating me. 

Sarah surprised me even more when she looked at me with a grin and winked at me. Stupid me, I didn't know how to react, so I just looked away. Sarah's response was to squeeze my nutsack with her toes, still grinning. 

Sarah started rubbing her bare foot up and down on my cock. Even through the shorts I was wearing, the stimulation was enough to give me a hard-on. Luckily, I was seated at the table and no one could see underneath. 

Melissa got suspicious of the foot play under the table and asked, "What are you two doing? You look like a couple of junior-high kids flirting." 

"I didn't do anything," Sarah said, quickly pulling her foot away from my cock. 

After dinner, we moved into the living room and sat down on the couch together. I was kind of surprised when the girls sat on each side of me and had me in the middle. I didn't really expect it. 

Without saying anything, Sarah picked up the TV remote, turned the TV on, and started flipping through channels. We started watching TV, but about the time that I'd get interested in something, Sarah would flip the channel to something else. 

While Sarah flipped through the channels, Melissa got on her cell phone and started calling her friends. I didn't pay attention to everything she said, but I did hear her tell someone to come over. 

Before I had the chance to complain about Sarah flipping the channels, the girls started harassing me like high-school girls might. First, Melissa poked me in the side with her finger. It kind of surprised me so I jumped a little. When I turned to poke her back, Sarah tickled me on my opposite side. Before I knew it, we were in a full-on tickle fight. I hadn't been involved in something that silly in years, probably since I was in college myself. I have to confess that it was really fun, especially since it involved grabbing and groping the two girls as we played around. 

Melissa seemed intent on just tickling me, but Sarah was much more aggressive. She wasn't satisfied with just tickling me. She also pinched me a few times and gave me a noogie. 

After a few minutes, we were on the floor in front of the couch and the girls were on top of me. Neither of the girls was dressed appropriately for the rolling around we were doing on the floor. They were both in denim skirts. Melissa had a tank top on and Sarah was wearing a top with spaghetti straps. 

While we wrestled, Melissa was trying to pin my arms at my side. In the process, I could see up her short skirt. She was wearing white, cotton panties. Meanwhile, Sarah was tickling me on my sides. I was wiggling and squirming on the floor, but I had a hard time fighting her off of me with Melissa keeping my arms busy as she was trying to pin me to the floor. 

Melissa's cell phone rang, but she ignored it and kept wrestling with me. A few times, Sarah squeezed my balls through my shorts. I think she got the reaction she wanted. She kept doing it and I kept squirming. 

A few seconds later, when Melissa's cell phone stopped ringing, Sarah's phone rang. She stopped torturing me, got on her hands and knees and got her cell phone off the coffee table. 

"Hello," she said. After a pause, she continued, "Yeah, we're right next door. Come on over. I'll let you in." Then, she hung up.

I took this opportunity to take advantage of Melissa. I pushed her off of me and rolled over on top of her. "What are you going to do now?" I asked, holding both her hands in one of mine while I tickled her sides with my free hand. 

Sarah didn't wait for the doorbell to ring. She'd gotten up, opened the front door and let two more girls into the house. I didn't recognize either of them. 

I'd already pinned Melissa to the floor. I pushed her hands down and pinned her arms to the floor with my legs, careful not to hurt her. This gave me the chance to tickle Melissa mercilessly. She flailed about and tried to break free, but without Sarah's help, it was no use. In the process, my hands came into contact with her breasts a few times. I wondered if Melissa knew how much I enjoyed that. 

"Hey, guys," Sarah said, standing in front of me with two other two girls. "This is Steve. Steve, this is Linda and April. They're friends of ours."

"Hi, ladies," I smiled. "Nice to meet you." The girls were cute. Linda looked Latin. She had long, dark hair and a voluptuous, deeply-tanned body. Out of the four girls, she had the biggest tits, which were spilling out of the low top she was wearing. 

April was a petite blonde with the smallest tits of the four. She was wearing a little tube top and a pair of shorts that looked like they were painted on her. Her small tits had that hard look to them, like you get from too much padding and not enough flesh in the bra. 

"Nice to meet you, too," Linda greeted. I shook her hand. April just waved a hand and grinned. 

"Please, have a seat," I waved an arm over toward the couch. Both girls moved to the couch and sat down where the girls and I had been sitting. 

"So, you want to take advantage of a girl while I'm letting the other guests in?" Sarah asked with a grin as she moved into position around behind me and started tickling me from the back again. After a few quick moves, the girls had the advantage again, the girls were on top of me, and I was flat on my back again. Honestly, I didn't mind. 

"If you need some help down there, just let me know," April said chimed in from the couch. I assumed she was talking to the girls and not to me. 

"Come on then," Sarah answered. She was really tickling me hard now. April wasted no time joining in the melee. 

I felt three sets of hands on me now, tickling me all over my body. I was cackling uncontrollably and wiggling like a fish out of water. 

"That's not fair," I heard Linda say. I couldn't see her with the other three girls tickling me, but I could tell by the direction of her voice that she wasn't on the couch any more. She was somewhere nearby. 

Linda had apparently chosen to take my side in the wrestling match, which I thought was nice, considering how outnumbered I was. Melissa shrieked and stopped tickling me. Linda had started a tickle attack of her own and had started with Melissa as her first victim. 

It was just me and four girls on the floor, wrestling around and tickling one another. With the softness of their bodies brushing up against me, I was aware of every touch. They each had a unique smell, too. Three of the girls smelled of perfume, but not Melissa. She simply smelled like fresh-cut flowers. 

I could feel a breast here and a bare leg there. At one point, I felt Melissa's warm panty-covered crotch rubbing right up on my arm. As she moved around, she positioned her butt so that my hand was under her skirt and I could tell she was wearing only a thong because my bare hand came into contact with her bare ass. She didn't seem to mind my hand being there, but I instinctively pulled it out of there and tried not to touch her too much on the way out, but she moved a little and my whole hand brushed across her ass and pussy like I'd done it on purpose. 

Feeling my hand glide across her pussy, Melissa let out a yelp of surprise. 

"Pervert!" she screamed, and smacked me in the shoulder with a clenched fist. She wasn't really upset with me, but she did seem pleasantly surprised.

All this wrestling around and physical contact was making my cock get hard. I couldn't help it. The feeling of their bodies pressing against me and the sweet, feminine smell of them was too much for me to resist. I was aroused, but I was also getting worried. One of them was bound to notice my stiffening little cock soon. As much as I enjoyed rolling around on the floor with four hot girls, I needed a distraction or a reason to break out of the wrestling match before they discovered my boner, but I had no idea what to do. 

I didn't have to think of a plan. Linda made the distraction herself. She was in the middle of tickling Melissa relentlessly, so Melissa turned around and playfully bit into one of Linda's large breasts. Linda let out a yelp that was more shock than pain and said, "I'll get you, bitch." 

Linda reached down and grabbed the bottom of Melissa's skirt and pulled it up over her waist, giving me a great view of Melissa's thong-covered ass. 

"Shit!" I gasped. 

"Bitch," Melissa responded with a giggle as she tried to pull her skirt back down, but Linda had a good grip on it. 

"Wedgie!" Linda shouted, using her other hand to grab the waistband of Melissa's thong and pull it right up her ass crack. If I hadn't had a boner already, I would have gotten one at that sight. Linda and Melissa were both laughing. 

April turned her attention away from tickling me for a second and slapped Melissa's bare ass. Despite Melissa's struggles, Linda somehow managed to pull the skirt up further and further on Melissa's slim frame. Now, it was up over her chest like a tube top covering her top and I could see everything below the waist from the back. I got a good, close-up look at her nicely puckered asshole, which was beautiful and pink.

Melissa was trying to break free and was squirming all over the place. She turned around. Her panties had been pulled tight enough from the back to make them slide over a little in the front. Half of her pussy was exposed to me and the seam of the panties was submerged into her slit. My cock stiffened even more. I could see that her outer lips had parted and her inner lips were wet and glistening.

April turned her attention to me and took over where Melissa had been trying to pin me. She giggled and started tickling me. "Enjoying the show?" she asked, plopping down on top of me with her back to Sarah. 

Sarah wasn't at all distracted by anything that was going on. She was still tickling me. Then, I'm not sure what happened. I guess Sarah had tried to pull April back toward my waist a bit by latching onto her tube top, but I was already holding April's wrists in my hands, which caused her to freeze in place, even though Sarah was tugging at the tube top. 

Without knowing what was going to happen, I inadvertently stopped April from acting in time to keep her top from coming down. I was struggling with her to keep her from tickling me when Sarah pulled at April's tube top, forcing it straight down her body. 

In one swift motion, April's top and bra flopped right off her tits and down onto her waist. As the top went down, a piece of padding flew out of each cup of the bra and I got a good eyeful of her tits, well, what there was of them. I'd guessed she was an A cup when I first saw her, but now, with her tits uncovered and sticking out in front of me, I could see that her bra held more stuffing than it did any breasts. She was completely flat. Her tits didn't even make the slightest bump on her chest. Her nipples were long and erect, though. 

Now, April struggled to break free of my grip to cover her breasts. I let go of her and her hands went right for her tube top, which she pulled up quickly. 

"Shit!" Melissa giggled. "I knew you stuffed, but I didn't know it was ALL stuffing." The other girls laughed. 

"Bitches!" April yelped. She was clearly pissed off. She reached across the floor to get her padding but before she could reach it, Linda picked it up and waved it in front of her. 

April's face was flush with embarrassment. The girls were laughing at her. I felt bad for her. I could empathize with how she felt. I was in a similar situation earlier that day and I hadn't liked being on the receiving end of it. 

April swung her hand around to slap Linda, but Linda blocked it and still had time to grab April's top and pull on it. As she did, April struggled to keep the top on, but she couldn't. The thin material ripped away from her body and was in more than one piece. Linda held it up for everyone to see, then reached for the bra, which came away from April's body even easier than the tube top did. 

"Bitch!" April screamed, covering her nipples by crossing her arms in front of her chest. "I can't believe you just did that." I couldn't believe it, either. April was sitting there in front of me with no top on. Her tits were much smaller than she led everyone to believe they were. If it wasn't for the stuffing of the bra, she'd have no tits at all. 

"That explains why you never go swimming with us," Melissa laughed. 

Now, April was sitting on the floor with her hands covering her tiny tits. Before I could wonder what would happen next, Sarah leaned back without warning and her arm bumped into my hard, little cock. I hoped she wouldn't notice, but she homed in on my cock like a radar. 

"Whoa," she said, turning to face my groin. I tried to sit up, but April was still partially on top of me. Sarah reached out and grabbed my cock through my shorts and fondled me without my permission. "He has a hard-on," Sarah announced to everyone. 

April spun around and faced my crotch to see what Sarah was talking about. Like Sarah, April reached out a hand and grabbed my little cock through my shorts. 

"He DOES!" April laughed. "Not a big one, but a hard-on for sure," she said. 

"You gotta see it," Sarah said. "He has the smallest cock I've ever seen." I was so embarrassed. Again, the girls were making fun of me, and now, in front of two new girls. At least I wasn't the only one being embarrassed. April's tiny tits took part of the attention off of me. 

"You've seen it?" Linda asked. "When?"

"Today," Sarah gloated. "He jacked off for us. It was sooo funny."

"Let's see it," Linda beamed. 

"Yeah, let's have a look," April agreed. "Get those shorts off."

"No way," I said. "There's no way I'm taking off my shorts."

Sarah's free hand went for the waistband of the shorts. Before she could get them down, I was able to push April off of me enough that I could block Sarah, frantically gripping the waist of my shorts with both hands. 

"I bet I can make you change your mind," Sarah slipped a hand into the waist of my shorts. Now, she roughly gripped my bare cock under the shorts. "How about if I do this?" she asked, roughly stroking my cock inside my shorts. Even as rough as she was handling my little cock, it still felt pretty good. I just wished it wasn't under these circumstances. 

"No way," I secretly wished she wouldn't stop. 

Sarah's hand moved from my cock to probe further inside my shorts. Her fingers wrapped around my balls now and she started to squeeze. 

"Maybe this is a more convincing argument?" she asked, squeezing harder.

"Ow, shit," I groaned in pain. "That hurts." 

Sarah's grip on my balls tightened and I felt a fingernail or two start to sink into my delicate skin. A little more pressure, and I think she'd have started to do some real damage. It was very painful. 

"How about now?" she asked. 

"Okay, okay," I reluctantly agreed through gritted teeth. "Just let go of my balls."

"Let go of your shorts," she ordered. I complied and let go of the shorts. Sarah loosened her grip on my balls a bit. She was still holding them, but the pressure was nowhere near as great. I was surprised when April turned the rest of the way around, took her hands off her tits, gripped my shorts on both sides and started tugging them down. 

Sarah gripped my balls tightly again. "Raise your ass so she can get them down," Sarah ordered. The pain was intense, so I complied quickly. With my butt up in the air, April was able to pull my shorts down easily. This also caused my cock to stand up on display for the four girls to look at with ease. I was totally humiliated again. The four girls were giggling to themselves when my little cock came into sight, sticking up from my groin with Sarah's hand gripping my nuts. 

I was surprised that I still maintained an erection with Sarah inflicting so much pain on me and with the humiliation of the four girls looking at my little cock. 

"Wow, it really is small," April said.

"You'd know. You're the expert on small things," Linda said. The rest of the girls laughed at her. 

"Melissa likes it," Sarah added in what seemed like an attempt to embarrass Melissa.

"I just get turned on by seeing you guys humiliate him. That's all." Melissa defended herself.

"Really?" Linda asked. "How about now?" 

"Well," Melissa looked a little embarrassed herself. "I kinda like seeing April embarrassed the same way. I don't know why, but it's getting me so wet."

"I like seeing him humiliated, too." Linda agreed. "What should we do with him now?" 

"Make him lay there," Melissa suggested. "and spread his legs so we can all get a better look." 

Melissa stood up and walked around toward my feet. Linda followed her.

"Open your legs," Sarah commanded. I had no choice but to comply. I spread my legs to show them. 

All four girls were staring at me in this humiliating position. Sarah still had her grip on my balls, but she'd relaxed her grip so it wasn't as painful now. My cock was standing straight up and facing the ceiling.

April stopped attempting to cover her tits. She reached out one hand and roughly gripped my cock, giving it a few pumps then rested her hand on my lower abdomen. 

"It's small, but it's really hard," April said. 

"Do you ever get any pussy?" Linda asked, kneeling beside me and looking at my little cock the whole time. 

"Sometimes," I said, embarrassed. 

"Ever get any second dates?" Linda asked.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Melissa asked.

"Well, I'm sure anybody who gets that little thing will not want seconds from him after the disappointment," Linda explained. She took my cock into her hand and handled it as if she was examining it for other defects. She was a lot more gentle with it than the other girls had been. She didn't stroke it, either. She just ran her hands all over it, feeling its shape. She ran a finger around the head of it, sliding her finger around the edge of the head of my cock. "I'm sorry, but it's just too small to give a woman any real pleasure." 

That hurt. I felt so inadequate at the moment. I was lying on my own floor with my little cock out and four beautiful women were talking about how I couldn't give pleasure.

Linda pushed Sarah's hand off my balls, then massaged them gently in her hands. "Just because he has a small cock doesn't mean you have to abuse him," She scolded Sarah. "He can't help it he has this tiny cock. I'm sure he'd rather have a big, fat dick if he had the choice."




One Thing Leads to Another Ch. 02



For the story of Jeff and Tina, look at the prequel to this story, One Thing Leads to Another, although you do not have to read it to understand this part of their story.

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Tina led Jeff into her room, forgetting all about her place being wrecked when she got ready for her date earlier that evening. She turned to him, blushing and whispered "I couldn't quite decide what to wear..."

He laughed and pulled her to him, nibbling at her ear and mumbled "You could have worn a paper bag and it would have still been sexy."

She felt his hard length pressing against her, and gasped. Looking up at him wide eyed she asked "Again...? Already...?" 

He only threw her a wicked grin and challenged, "I'm insatiable...think you can handle me?"

She giggled and nodded, "Absolutely, I'm just not sure you can handle me. Give me a sec though. I think you may have wrecked me earlier." Then she looked down, remembering her dress was still half off of her, embarrassing her once again. She grabbed a shirt from the floor and awkwardly threw it on, and pulled shorts on under her dress before taking it off. 

He laughed at her antics, giving her another mischievous look, "I'm only gonna rip it off of you, you know..."

She laughed and began to feel awkward in this in between stage with a man she didn't really know. She decided on being hospitable. "Would you like a glass of wine, or coke...?"

"I'll take some wine, if you don't mind. You make me thirsty, in more ways than one."

Shaking her head, with a grin she soon returned soon with two glasses of wine, and sat next to him on her bed. They sipped in silence for several minutes before she began to question him. "Jeff?"

"Yeah?"

"Why did you ask me out?"

He turned to her, a little shocked at her bluntness, "Well...Tina...I always wanted to get to know you..."

He trailed off, but it was obvious she was waiting for him to continue. "I...I mean I see you every single day. What I said at the store wasn't flattery or just a line. I really have always wanted to come see you, or get some coffee just in hopes of getting to talk to you. You always seemed so skittish when I just smiled at you outside I figured you thought I was a freak or something. Just seeing you out there made me so nervous, I couldn't imagine trying to talk to you...You're so gorgeous and...damn sexy. You are just the way I like women to be...I just figured when I saw you in the store it was my one and only chance, and after that, I was so excited I just couldn't wait to call."

She nodded in understanding and replied, "I felt the same. I've wanted to come into the deli to talk to you since I saw you that first day. I'm normally way shy..I couldn't bring myself to do it. I haven't dated in a long time, and I certainly haven't done anything like this in a very long time. I'm not exactly sure what I'm doing right now."

"You haven't dated...? Why...?"

"Heartbreak will do that to you I guess."

He studied her deeply, trying to understand, but instead of questioning he just leaned to her, kissing her soft, inviting lips, then whispered to her, "I don't know who hurt you, and I don't know your story, but I'm willing to be here to heal you. I don't normally do this on a first date, but you bring out a lot of things in me that I'm not used to. Let me take care of you this time." 

He leaned in again and kissed her mouth, taking his time to wrap her up in his arms, and she clung to him like a life preserver. He very slowly kissed his way down her neck, and shoulders, every once in a while giving light nibbles and licks. He then laid her back on the bed, moving his caresses and kisses to her stomach where he began to lift up her shirt, taking his time, and covering every inch of displayed skin with his hot mouth as she moaned, beginning to breath harder and heavier.

Finally, nearly an eternity later to Tina, he pulled her shirt over her shoulders, and began kissing her breasts, licking around her small, dark nipples. She looked down at him, whimpering at his administrations, and sighed, "I know they're small...."

He interrupted her with a bite on her nipple, causing her to gasp, then murmured against her creamy skin, "I wouldn't have it any other way." 

She sighed again, only in pleasure, and he returned to his task, sucking on one breast, and tweaking her other nipple with his hands, causing all sorts of sighs and moans from her that drove him wild.

He then kissed his way down her stomach and reached her small waist, tugging them down slowly, again kissing all uncovered skin. She was still without panties from their previous session against the wall, and he sighed against her smooth wet pussy lips as her scent filled his nostrils, making him even harder if that was even possible. She began to writhe under him, feeling the closeness and warmth of his mouth to her pussy, making her juices and heat flow. 

He leaned in slowly, and licked her slit, causing a satisfied moan from her above him. She widened her legs, and lifted her hips to feel more of him, which made him moan in desire. He slowly licked further into her creamy depths, and began sucking on her little clit, slipping two fingers into her dripping cunt, feeling her thrash and moan under him as she raked her fingers through his hair, trying to force his head down deeper. His fingers moved slowly through her, and she sighed and cried out his name in passion.

Soon, he felt her tightening around his fingers, and she came, and he moaned onto her pussy with her as her juices flowed onto him, his cock straining, needing to feel those juices.

She grabbed at him and frantically tried to pull him to her, whimpering "Jeff, I...I need you now..please..please fuck me."

He quickly shed his pants and boxers, though not fast enough for her liking, and finally positioned himself between her legs, determined to give her what they both needed. 

He slowly entered her, and gasped, shocked by her wetness. She claimed his mouth with her, tasting herself on his tongue as she moaned into his mouth. He filled her up, his cock long and thick in her tight tunnel, making her moan and once again claw at his muscular back. They found a rhythm together, and moved in seemingly slow motion. She put one leg around his hip, and they both gasped as he penetrated deeper, and both began to feel the build up of their passion. 

She began to tighten, making him groan and curse in pleasure, and his deepest thrust caused them to go over the edge together, he growling her name, and she crying out his. 

As they finished together, he rested against her, both breathing heavily, and mumbled against her skin, "You are so amazing...I can't believe I have all night with you.."

She replied, her voice shaky and quiet, "You do have all night with me, and even longer if you'd like. Just don't leave."

"Trust me," he sighed rolling off of her to lay beside her, "I'm not going anywhere."

to be continued...

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One Thing Leads to Another Ch. 02



"Wouldn't we all?" Sarah responded with a grin.

Linda massaged my balls with on hand. Her other hand rested on my stomach. I was starting to get the feeling Linda actually cared about how I felt and didn't want me to be embarassed about my small cock. That didn't change the fact that she felt I couldn't satisfy a woman, though. 

"Of course," Linda added, "A little cock like this would make giving head a hell of a lot easier. wouldn't it?" Linda looked at me for a response.

I nodded my head. 

"Do you find that a lot of girls like to give you head?" Linda asked.

"I guess so," I answered.

"I bet you do. I like the taste of a dick in my mouth, but if it's a big one, I have to shove it down my throat to get it all in. With you, I bet I could put the whole thing in and still be able to lick the head of your cock with my tongue."

My cock twithed. I realized she wasn't being mean earlier. She was just someone who tells it like it is. With her massaging my balls and talking about sucking my cock, I was even hornier than before. I could feel a drop of pre-cum forming at the tip of my cock. It didn't go unnoticed by Linda, either. As soon as she saw it, she took her hand off my stomach, used it to pull her hair out of her face as she bent over and licked the precum off the tip of my cock. Her warm tongue sent lightning bolts through my cock. I felt like I was going to cum right there. Instead, my cock produced another glistening drop of precum, which she again leaned down and licked off. Then, she opened her mouth and sucked all of my cock into it. As she did, her tongue swirled around my cock, causing me to stiffen my body and press my hips toward her face. 

"Wow," Sarah said, placing her hands down on my thighs. 

I couldn't believe it. Linda, this big-titted beauty was giving me the most awesome blow job I'd ever had in my life while three other girls watched. 

I couldn't keep still. I squirmed in ecstasy beneath Linda sucking my cock and April sitting on my chest. I placed a hand on April's back and felt her smooth skin. She didn't seem to mind me touching her, so I took the other hand and let it snake around to her front. Starting with her stomach and moving its way up her body, I felt her tiny titties each in turn, tweaking at her stiffened nipples and pinching them between my fingers. 

April half turned to look at me. Seeing the pleasure in my face put a smile on hers. April pressed a hand against my face, then let her finger trace around my lips. 

"Do you like her sucking your little cock?" April asked. I nodded my head. "Show me how you want it sucked," she pushed her index finger into my mouth and I started sucking on it. "Ah, I bet you'd make a good cocksucker yourself." 

Linda had an expert mouth. I was doing everything I could to keep from cumming as her tongue continued to dance around the head of my cock. Linda wasn't shy about it, either. She was making lots of noise herself, which was also very arousing. She didn'try to mask the sucking and slurping sounds she made with her mouth and my cock and she added her own sounds of grunts and moans. She was truly enjoying herself. 

Melissa walked back up to the group. I hadn't even known she had walked away. I wondered where she'd gone, then I realized what she'd done when the camera flashed. She'd gone to get her digital camera so she could take more humiliating pictures of me. 

When the camera flashed, I wasn't the only one who was surprised and shocked. April covered her tits and stood up and out of the view of the camera. Sarah didn't seem to mind. Linda stopped sucking my cock, sat up and shouted, "Hey! What the fuck do you think you're doing?"

"Tanking pictures," Melissa answered like the answer was obvious.

"What the fuck for?" Linda asked. 

"To commemorate the moment, I guess."

"Don't you think you should warn someone or ASK before taking a picture of a woman with a cock in her mouth?"

"Geez, calm down. I didn't think you'd mind."

Linda didn't respond for a second. When she did, she said, "Well, I don't mind, but you could at least let us get ready first."

"Oh, okay." Melissa stood and waited. "Go ahead and get ready then."

Linda looked thoughtful for a few seconds, then peeled her top off to expose a fully-filled bra. She reached behind her, unhooked the bra, and slid it off over her shoulders. When she did, her tits drooped ever so slightly, but maintained their beautiful round shape. Both of her beautiful brown nipples were pierced and her tits were magnificent. 

Linda stood and peeled off her shorts and panties. I think they were thongs, but I hardly saw them. She had them off too quick for me to see. Her skin was the same color all over, a natural tan. Her pussy was completely bald and she had a tiny tattoo of a rose just above that clean-shaven muff. 

"I've never seen that before," Sarah pointed to the tattoo. Linda turned to show her the tattoo. I saw Sarah look at the tattoo intently, like she was studying its details. I also caught her sneaking peeks directly at Linda's pussy. 

After Sarah had ample time to check out Linda's tattoo (and her pussy), Linda got back down on her knees in front of me. "This is no good," she repositioned herself, turning her body and placed one knee on the other side of me with her ass facing me. Linda got down on all fours and slipped my cock back into her mouth. Her tits dangled and pressed against my stomach, the nipple rings rubbing against me while her beautiful, bald pussy was staring me right in the face. 

I reached up and grabbed her ass, pulling her pussy down to my face., taking in the sight of her lovely pussy in such close proximity to my face. Her lips were open wide. Her juices glistened on them. 

I lifted my head a little. I wanted to repay her for the great pleasure she was giving me and the great job she was doing sucking my cock. I was still doing everything I could not to cum, but I knew it wouldn't be long before I lost all control and shot my load. 

I wanted to suck on her pussy and I'm sure she was ready for it, too. I was ready to put my mouth on her cunt, but I wanted to tease her a little bit first. 

I opened my mouth and placed it over her pubic mound. At the feel of the touch of my mouth on her mound, Linda shuddered a bit. I hadn't touched her pussy, but she flinching in anticipation of my mouth on her cunt. I kissed her bald mound, then moved my mouth down to the side of her pussy in the crease between her pussy and her thigh. 

Linda's breath was getting hotter on my cock and balls as I kissed my way around her pussy without actually touching it. Her lips were getting wetter with the anticipation of my tongue and mouth on her pussy. 

I couldn't see what April was doing, but she wasn't saying anything. Melissa was still taking pictures with her digital camera and was circling us, getting pictures of the two of us from every angle. Even when I couldn't see her, I knew she was still taking them because I could catch the flash in the corner of my eye every 30 seconds or so, sometimes more often. 

The whole time, she was making recommendations and some coaching, like when she told Linda to take my cock out of her mouth and show it to the camera. She also told me to spread Linda's pussy for the camera, which I happily did. I spread her pussy lips apart with my thumbs, opening her as wide as I could for the camera without actually touching her pussy.

I knew I would be cumming soon. I wanted to give Linda some pleasure before I lost all control and spilled my cum into her talented mouth. I stuck out my tongue and found Linda's clit. As I did, her body quivered as if a bolt of electricity had spewed from my tongue and passed through her body. She took her mouth off my cock briefly to let out a low-pitched moan. 

At the first touch of my tongue on her clit, she pressed her pussy against my face, pushing my head back to the floor, then she rubbed her pussy up and down on my face, getting the juices of her cunt all over me. While her pussy slithered across my face, she licked at my cock again frantically with a renewed interest. I couldn't take much more of this. I was going to cum, and I was going to cum hard. 

I tried to keep my mouth locked over Linda's pussy, but I couldn't. She was moving it all over my face in a random pattern. I felt my balls tighten and my cock flinch. I was ready to cum and there was no stopping it. I tighened my buttocks and raised my hips to meet Linda's face. She pulled back, taking my cock out of her mouth, announcing, "He's going to cum." Meanwhile, she pumped at my cock with her fist, jerking me off with more vigor than anyone else ever had. I was about to explode. Melissa moved into position with her camera. 

Linda had stopped gyrating her hips. I could feel the eruption building in my balls. When I started to cum, it was intense. I gritted my teeth. I couldn't remember an orgasm as strong as this one in a long time. I couldn't control myself. My hips bucked up in the air and back down again. Linda's pussy was directly over my face. I raised my head again, pressing my open mouth against her pussy. I stuck my tongue in and sucked on her juicy cunt as hard as I could while pumping my cum all over her hand. Linda groaned and tried to pull her pussy away from me, but I held her hips and kept her in place, flicking my toungue around her pussy as much as I could while still keeping suction on her cunt as I finished my orgasm. 

I'd finished cumming, but Linda wasn't finished yet. As I sucked her pussy, she milked my cock with her fingers. Satisfied that she'd milked as much of my cum as she was going to get with her hand, she wrapped her lips around my cock again and sucked at it, making sure she got every last drop of my cum. 

I pulled my tongue back a bit and flicked at her clit as fast as I could, while still sucking at her pussy with my lips. 

"Oh, shit," She grunted through clenched teeth. "You fucker... Yeah, right there. That's the spot."

I kept licking. She let go of my cock completely and pressed her pussy against my face while I lapped at her clit.

"Ah..." she cooed. Her hips bucked and her pussy quivered on top of me. She was cumming. I could feel her body shake and spasm from my licking her cunt. I reached past her hips and grabbed her tits in my hands and sqeezed them firmly in each hand. 

Linda groaned more loudly and bucked on my face slightly as her orgasm started to subside. Linda raised her pussy off of me, then crawled backward on top of me, letting her dangling tits pass my face, then our faces lined up. She was facing upside down from me with my head on the floor. 

"Did you like that?" she asked with a grin, her eyes looking directly into mine.

"It was awesome," I said, suddenly embarassed at how my softening cock was now on display for everyone to see.

"I'm glad you liked it. You may have a tiny cock, but you're really good with your mouth."

"Thanks," I didn't have time to say any more. Linda dropped her face over mine. Lining up her chin with my nose, she kissed me. I opened my mouth to take her tongue in. As I did, she kissed me with passion, tasting her own juices she'd smothered all over my face. When she pulled her face away, she sat up, making no attempt to cover herself. 

"Did you get some good pictures?" Linda asked Melissa. 

"I sure did," Melissa grinned. "Some of these with his cock in your mouth are great."

Sarah slapped me on the leg. "I guess there's a use for you after all, tiny. I mean aside from being a source of comic relief."

I looked around to see April returning to the room. I'd wondered what she'd been doing all this time. When she emerged from the hallway, she was wearing one of my shirts. It was at least three sizes too big, but it got the job done. Her little tits were safely hidden behind the cotton material again. 

I grabbed my shorts and pulled them back on. 

"What are we going to do with him now?" Melissa asked. 

"Give me a little time. I'm sure I can think of something..." 



One Thing Leads to Another Ch. 03



Author's notes:

This story picks up right where the previous chapter leaves off. The story is about a man with a small cock who is repeatedly humiliated by a group of girls who laugh at him and abuse him simply for having a small cock. 

If you're looking for a dominant man with a big dick who dominates the women he encounters, this isn't the story for you.

Additionally, the story doesn't get right into the sex, but instead, has a story built around it and is told from the first person. 

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Chapter 3

The morning after the little wrestling match at my house, the girls asked me to come over and play basketball. When I went to their backyard, where the court was, I was surprised to see Tiffany standing there beside the April and Linda, who were sitting in the beach chairs, clad in bikinis. 

Tiffany looked like a little Barbie doll, dressed in her workout clothes, but with a purse on her shoulder and car keys in her hand. She supposedly had a crush on me, and she acted like it in that giggly nervous sort of way girls get when they like someone. 

A scary thought struck me: had the girls told Tiffany anything about what had happened the day before? I sure hoped not. If she knew the tortures they'd put me through and how they'd made fun of my little cock, I think I would have died of embarrassment. 

The way she greeted me suggested that they hadn't said anything. As soon as she saw me, her face lit up. As I had approached her, her face beamed with a big smile as she hugged me, "Hey, Stevie." No one called me Stevie since I was a kid and I'd hated it then. I liked it when she called me Stevie. When she said it, it had a musical ring to it. 

"Hi, girls," I said, waving to April and Linda. 

"Hey, slugger," Linda grinned and waved, but not with her whole hand, just with her index finger. I guessed it was a secret reference to my small cock. 

April looked at me, appearing as if she was stifling a laugh. As she sat there like a nervous school girl, sipping a frilly drink through a straw, I could see her look over her sunglasses and glance down at my crotch, which seemed to make her even more giggly. She leaned toward Linda and whispered something that made both of them laugh. I was sure they were laughing at me. Whatever it was, I was better off not knowing what they were saying. 

After what had happened the night before, the girls didn't seem to have any bad blood between them despite the way Linda had treated April, ripping her top off and making fun of her small tits. If she had any bad feelings toward Linda, she wasn't showing it now. 

Tiffany was headed to an aerobics class she taught on weekends. She and I talked about the possibility of working out together before she eventually left. Sarah and Melissa took a break from their game of ball, passing the ball in my direction. I caught it and started dribbling it while Sarah talked. 

"Why don't we play some two-on-two now?" Sarah suggested. She stood, hands on hips, looking a little winded, but no less beautiful. The baggy tank top she wore hardly concealed the sports bra beneath it or the low-rise shorts that only barely adequately covered her below the waist and accentuated her athletic build. 

I passed the ball to Sarah and admired her sensual form. Those shorts were so tiny and looked like a simple tug would rip them right off of her. They weren't tight enough to give her a camel toe, but they were form-fitting enough to give me a good view of her clearly protruding pubic mound that was made more pronounced by the panty lines that made their way up from her inner thighs and out toward her waist. 

"I'm up for it," Melissa said, lifting her t-shirt to wipe the sweat from her forehead. Beneath the t-shirt was a bikini top. On bottom, she wore a pair of cotton biker shorts that adhered nicely to her shapely hips. 

"Who else?" Sarah asked. "Linda?"

"You want me to break a nail?" Linda giggled. 

"I'll do it," April said, sitting up and putting on a pair of sneakers. She might not have had much in the way of titties, but with her ass showcased by a thong bottom, she was surprisingly hot. The bikini top she wore also appeared to have its obligatory padding to give the illusion of breasts that just weren't there. 

I thought the bikini was an odd outfit to wear to play ball in, but I didn't mind it one bit. The only thing I could see wrong with her playing basketball in a thong and a bikini top was how much it might distract me as we played. 

We picked teams. I ended up getting April, which didn't seem to be in my favor. Both Melissa and Sarah were dressed more for the part, had already warmed up, and seemed to play ball pretty regularly. April, on the other hand, didn't quite seem like the kind who would be any good at ball, but after the first couple of shots, I was proven wrong. April was as good at the game as either of the others. 

As the game continued, I couldn't help bumping into the girls from time to time and once, I even grabbed Sarah's breast (which she punched me for) and my elbow ended up in Melissa's crotch as I wrestled with Sarah for the ball. Unlike Sarah, Melissa didn't seem to mind the uninvited grope. 

Then, the game started to get rough and good sportsmanship was going out the window. Sarah slapped the ball away from me a few times, obviously fouling me. We were ahead seven to two when April got the ball and was on her way to the basket when Melissa, unable to stop her, grabbed April's thong and pulled on it. April didn't fall down and even though she was a good sport about it, she missed the shot and wasted a few minutes re-tying the thong so it wouldn't fall off. The game was seriously starting to fall apart. 

"That's cheating," Linda shouted before April or I could complain. Melissa and Sarah just laughed. 

"Aw, come on," Sarah argued. "There have been fouls going on all through the game – by both sides." 

"Maybe we should quit before the game breaks into a big brawl," I suggested. 

"But I'm not tired of playing yet," Sarah argued. 

"How about playing some Horse or something instead," Linda suggested. "Otherwise, you guys are going to keep that up until somebody gets hurt or pissed off or something."

"I hate playing Horse," Melissa protested. "It sucks."

"You say that because you suck at it," Sarah added. 

"That's not true. It's just boring, plus you always like to make those ridiculous shots that no one else can make. I don't think those things are fair."

"Okay, then how about we ask Linda to be the referee. She'll decide whether a shot is legitimate, like an under-the-basket lay-up or just something stupid."

"Yeah, but it's still boring," Melissa continued to argue. 

"Okay, then let's make it more interesting," Linda suggested. "If you miss a shot, you have to drink a beer."

"No, I'm going out tonight. I don't want to get too drunk yet," Sarah reasoned. 

"How about you strip something off if you miss a shot," Linda chimed in. 

"That sounds fun," Sarah agreed.

"Yeah, but you won't take anything off if you lose," Melissa argued.

"Yes, I will. I promise."

Fuck, here it goes again, I thought. Well, the way Sarah and Melissa were playing earlier, I didn't think I had a whole lot to worry about and I was a better shot than April, too. 

"Okay, we need some rules, too," Melissa added. "For one, if we're stripping off clothes, shoes don't count. You can leave those on and pick something else to take off. Second, the person who makes the shot gets to pick which piece of clothing the person who missed gets to take off."

"I agree with the rule about the shoes, but if I miss, I get to pick what I take off or I'm not playing." Sarah argued.

"Fine, have it your way, but five minutes from now, I'm thinking there are going to be four people standing out here in nothing but thongs and laughing our asses off," Melissa laughed. 

"Wait, are you wearing a thong?" Sarah asked me. 

"Hardly," I chuckled. 

"That seems unfair," Sarah protested. "You should be wearing one, too."

"I don't even own a thong," I said. 

"I have one you can wear. Don't worry. It's for a guy."

"I'm still not wearing it. Why should I?"

"If you play with us, you could end up having all three of us out here running around naked. If you don't put it on, we don't play."

"That's a good enough reason for me." I can change my mind when necessary. I am a reasonable guy, after all. 

"We'll be right back," Sarah grabbed my hand and led me to her bedroom where she fished through a dresser drawer full of panties until she found what she'd been looking for. It wasn't a thong. It was smaller than that. This was a tiny g-string with a little pouch in front. "Here, put this on," she ordered.

"Can I have a little privacy?" I asked. 

"No," Sarah grinned. "I've seen it all before. Just drop your drawers and put these on. Come on, don't get shy on me now."

After stripping in front of her a few times before, this was the first time she didn't have a camera – or a ruler – to use to record or to measure my shamefully small cock. 

Without pulling my shoes or socks off, I pulled the shorts off, taking my underwear along with them. I reached for the g-string Sarah was holding. She pulled it away and set it down beside her on the bed, taking me by one wrist, then the other and held my hands out and apart from my body. Taking a long look at my little cock, she grinned and bit her lip as if she was trying to keep herself from laughing right in my face. 

"Stand up straight," Sarah instructed, looking me in the eye. 

I stood. Sarah let go of my wrists and moved her hands to my hips, sliding them up and down the sides of my body from my waist down to my knees, then back up again. 

"Raise your shirt," she commanded. Without hesitation, I raised my shirt up to my chest, feeling more exposed. Her hand slid its way up from my hip to my stomach. She ran her hand around in a circle on my stomach, tracing the outline of my abs. "You have a really flat stomach. I like that." 

"Thanks," I said quietly. 

"Do you know what else I like?" she asked.

"What?" 

"I like looking at your pretty, little cock," she grinned. "I know exactly how Melissa feels when she says it turns her on to make fun of you and your ridiculous little member, because I feel the same way." Her hand slithered around to cup one of my ass cheeks, pulling me firmly toward her. With her eyes locked on my cock, her other hand slid its way down my hip and in between my legs where she took my balls into her hand, handling them much more gently than she had the night before. She rolled them around in her hand, appearing to inspect them. "Are they still sore from last night?"

"Not really," I answered, partially holding my breath. 

She looked up at me, "Does this make you nervous?" 

The nodding of my head was my only response. 

"I didn't mean to hurt you," she looked back down at my cock, raised the head of it up, and gave it a gentle kiss on the tip, then massaged my balls, rolling them gently in her hand. As nervous as I was, my cock quickly became erect, which appeared to delight Sarah. "That's a good boy," she grinned and let go of my balls, then used her thumb and index finger to check the size of my cock again, measuring the length of it. When she was satisfied with the accuracy of her measurement, she raised her hand up so I could see and said, "This is how little you are." 

My face turned red with embarrassment again. Even though she'd already made fun of my small cock, her words still cut me like a knife. Sarah giggled and leaned back on the bed. Taking the g-string into her hand, she reached forward with it. Instead of handing it to me, she hung it around my erect cock. 

"Get those on, little man," she said. "And let's go play some ball." 

I took the g-string off my cock and bent to put them on, but Sarah stopped me. "Wait, little man," she said. "I'll help you." 

Sarah took the g-string from me, opened it up, and held it down near the floor. "Step in," she said. I complied, stepping in one leg at a time. I spread my legs a little to let her pull them up and into place. When she got to my cock, she had to pull the waistband out a little to get around my erection. 

"If you had a normal-sized cock, I wouldn't be able to fit you in with a hard-on like that," Sarah explained, patting me on the head of my cock after she had the material in place. I pulled my shorts back on. 

Sarah stood and got really close to me. "Don't tell anyone what happened in here, okay? I don't want anyone to know how much it turns me on to do these things to you." 

"Really?" I didn't quite understand. 

"If you can keep quiet, maybe I can make it worth your while," she grinned devilishly. 

I might not have understood why she'd want to keep it a secret, but I understood making it worth my while. I could only imagine what that meant. 

When we got back outside, no one seemed to be curious about why it had taken us so long. Linda was the only one to ask a question, "Did you find the thong for him?" She had removed her top, but was now on her stomach, facing the basketball court. 

"Sure did," Sarah smiled. "Let's get started." 

Linda decided we should shoot in alphabetical order. That put April first and me last.

April started off with an easy shot from the top of the key, which she made, followed by both Melissa and Sarah making the shot, but I missed. 

"Dude, that was too easy to miss," April gloated as I stripped off my shirt. Her bragging bit her in the ass, though. She missed her second shot, giving Melissa a chance to make the shot she wanted. 

Melissa made a reverse lay-up, which is a shot that Sarah claims to be good at, but she missed this one. 

"Here we go," Melissa grinned. 

"Bitch!" Sarah said, but true to her word, she stripped off her shirt, revealing her sweat-covered sports bra. 

I shot and made it, making it April's turn again. She shot and missed. She reached behind her back and started to untie her top, but then hesitated, "Wait a minute. This isn't fair. You're both wearing bras and he's a guy, but I'm just wearing this bikini top." 

"Get that top off," Sarah ordered. 

"What do you think?" Melissa asked Linda, who was supposed to be the referee. 

"She has a good point," Linda said, flipping over on the chair and exposing her bare breasts to us without a care in the world. She was smoking a cigarette, which I normally think is kind of gross, but not the way she was doing it. For her, the cigarette was more like a prop than anything else, adding to her sensuality. "Nobody wants to see those little titties anyway," she grinned. 

April stood there with her hands on her hips, looking like she didn't know whether to thank Linda for agreeing with her or to be mad that she'd insulted her small breasts again. 

With that settled, Melissa made another lay-up, which Sarah made this time. I also made it again, but April missed it again. This time, she had no excuse, but that didn't stop her from complaining. 

"You know I'm bad at lay-ups," April whined, turning her back to us, she untied the back of her top, then pulled it up and over her head. When she had it off, she tossed it over to the side of the court, then crossed her arms in front of her chest before facing us. 

"Aw, come on..." Melissa complained. "Are you going to stand there like that the whole time? What's the point of taking something off if you're just going to cover it up again?"

"Leave her alone," Linda said. "She can't shoot and cover her little titties at the same time, so she's going to have to put her hands down at some point."

"Fine, whatever," Melissa mumbled. It was her turn again, and as I would have predicted, she did another lay-up, exactly like the one she'd just done. 

Sarah had no problem making the shot. Neither did I, but when we got to April, even though she didn't say anything, I could tell she was starting to get a little upset. When the ball came to her, she had to drop her arms from her chest and expose her little titties to us so she could shoot. April dribbled the ball with her little titties jiggling the whole way, then missed the shot by a mile, probably partially because of how self-conscious she was from having to expose her little titties to us. 

Linda reminded us that April didn't have panties on, so she didn't have to take anything off this time, either. 

Next up was Melissa again. Of course, she shot the same shot again, which both Sarah and I made, but April missed. This time, there was no saving her. She was going to have to take her bottoms off. I'd seen her titties the night before, but hadn't seen her naked pussy yet. Judging from the way she was acting about showing her titties, I was guessing she was going to cover her pussy as much as she could, too, especially since she was out of the game. 

April shook her head, then grabbed the strings on both sides of the thong and tugged them off. 

"There, are you happy?" April asked, not trying to cover herself up. She turned and faced us, pointing the toe of one foot outward and placing her hands on her hips. Her pussy was shaved bald. From the standing position with her legs firmly together, I could still see her hairless pubic mound and a nice little slit. At the top of the slit, it was spread open a little with a little bud sticking out the top, like the top of her clit hood. I was thankful I was still wearing my shorts as my cock stiffened up again. "Can I get dressed now?" 

"Wait, don't do that," Sarah protested. 

"Why shouldn't I? I'm out of the game."

"Well, how about this? After two more people are out and the winner is declared, we can keep playing, but instead of for clothes, we play for dares."

"Ha ha!" Linda laughed. "That's great. Yeah, do that. You can come sit by me till they're ready for you." 

April sat naked beside Linda. The two contrasted one another. Linda with her large breasts sat topless, sprawling out on her beach chair while April sat tight-legged with her arms folded around her knees. 

We continued the game. Melissa predictably made another lay-up. Sarah shot next and made the shot. That left me. I shot and missed. 

"Ah, finally, we get to see the boy in a thong," Melissa said. 

I stood on the side of the court and slid my shorts down and off, then stood, trying not to make my erection too obvious, but it was no use. Even as small as my cock is, in that little g-string, there was no hiding its erect condition. 

"I think he likes to be embarrassed," Melissa suggested. "Every time we strip him, he has a big hard-on."

"You mean a little hard-on, don't you?" Sarah corrected her.

"Yeah, a little hard-on," Melissa laughed. "Well, turn around and let's see..."

I turned a full circle, letting them see everything, standing there in a g-string and a pair of tennis shoes with these four girls looking at my little, hard cock through the g-string. I couldn't wait for the game to get started again and to get the attention off me. 

"Well, this was certainly worth the wait," Sarah said. "Go ahead and shoot again, Melissa. I want him naked. Let's get that little cock of his to make an appearance for us." 

Melissa took the ball again, then went for the same lay-up, but missed it completely, which was a small turn of good luck for me. 

"You act like you don't want to get him naked," Sarah joked, taking the ball and readying for a shot of her own. "Let's try something different," Sarah said, moving to the top of the key for a distance shot. Sarah shot and nearly made it, but missed. 

Now, it was my turn and I was going to make the best of it. Sarah had missed a distance shot, so I moved back even farther than she had tried. I shot and made it. Now, Melissa was going to have to make it or she'd have to take something off. 




One Thing Leads to Another Ch. 03



For the prequels to this story, please refer to One Thing Leads to Another Chapters 1 and 2. 

*

Jeff awoke expecting a warm body next to his, but to his utter disappointment he woke up alone in a strangers home. Confused and even a little hurt, he wandered around her place, finally seeing a note taped to the refrigerator. 

"Jeff- I'm so sorry, but this morning I got called in to work. I was surprised it didn't wake you! Help yourself to anything in the fridge, shower, or whatever else you might need, and lock the door behind you if you leave. I'm really sorry about leaving you alone... you have my number.. please feel free to text or call me again.. Last night was... beyond words. - Tina."

He smiled to himself reading her words several times over. Last night had truly been incredible. They would sleep for a while, then if one or the other woke up, things would get steamy just as they had the very first time. It amazed him that they were both ready for it over and over again, she always wet and warm, and he never ceasing to be hard as a rock. He was sure their cries of ecstasy were heard several doors down all night long. 

He gave her note another once over, then his eyes highlighted one phrase, "if you leave."

So she was giving him permission to stay at her place... until she got home.. 

Jeff had an inner battle going on over this. He would love to stay and greet her. Even though he'd only spent one night with her, he felt completely smitten. He'd been with many women, proudly owning the title of a "player," or "ladies man," but never had he felt so complete with one woman. Even out of bed, when they had their date, she was everything he'd envisioned in a perfect woman. She'd been gracious, a little shy, but with a great sense of humor, a sweet, mischievous laugh, and great insight. He wasn't sure how she'd ended up a barista for the last four years with how incredibly smart she was. She'd mentioned being a student, so maybe she was headed somewhere better. He needed to find out. 

With as much as he'd love to stay and be there when she got home, he didn't want to scare her. If she'd stayed away from dating for this long, she probably wasn't looking for some creep who stays all day at her house alone waiting for her after the first date. 

For the first time that day, he looked at the clock. Holy shit! It was already three in the afternoon. He never ever slept this late! No wonder he had a headache. 

Glancing at his phone, he groaned. Three missed calls from Ashley. Ashley was a girl he'd dated off and on last year. Here lately she was trying to reconnect, but Jeff wanted nothing to do with her. Fake hair, fake boobs, fake personality. He'd only been in it for the sex, but after a while even that wasn't worth it. 

Feeling even more confused with his grogginess, and confusion, he decided on showering at her place then leaving. Scaring Tina was the last thing he wanted, and he needed to figure out what to do about Ashley, but he HAD to have a shower now. He felt completely disgusting.

He jumped in the shower, and tried his best to keep from thinking about Tina being in this very shower just hours before him. Not succeeding, his cock twitched to life, and he groaned in frustration under the hot water.

***************

Tina sighed glancing around the empty store. They'd been deserted practically all day, which was way out of place for a Saturday. Her manager kept giving her long looks and sideways glances. 

She looked completely rough. Sleepless eyes, swollen lips, and two hickeys more than likely gave away her last nights activities. 

Finally, after her manager had swept through the store making sure it was empty, she practically screamed "Tina...Ohmygawd did you GET SOME????!!!!!"

Tina spun around in horror, "Kelsey!!!! Geeze!"

"Oh. My. God. You did!!!! Who?! Tell me who right now, or so help me Tina..."

"I am NOT telling you."

"Oh yes you are," Kelsey pinned her up by her wrists against the counter, "Tell me. Now."

"Fine. Do you know the really hot guy who works at the deli across the street...?"

"No. Fucking. Way."

"Oh, yes way.

Kelsey danced around the store squealing like a child, "He's so fucking HOT!!! OH MY GOD!!!! What happened?"

"Well we ran into each other at the store Thursday night, and he recognized me and asked for my number. He called me later that night, and we went out last night. He took me back home, and I practically attacked him, and then he spent the night. Oh my God I can't believe I slept with him... but it was sooooooo good Kels. You have no idea.."

"And you had to leave him this morning to come work..."

"Yeah...but it's ok Kels you were short handed, and he was dead asleep..."

"Go home."

Tina sputtered at her friends command, "...what? Kelsey for real it's fine, he works across the street, I'm sure I'll see him..."

"Tina. I've been waiting a long time for you to come to work looking like this. You are practically glowing babe. When I found out what Gavin and Shelly did to you honey, I thought you'd never leave your little shell. You deserve a hunk like this."

Tina cringed at Gavin's name being spoken out loud and looked down, "I really can stay... it's ok... he might not even be there..."

"But he might. Go. Nothing's happening today anyway." Kelsey playfully shoved her toward the door, and finally Tina gave in with a girlish giggle, practically ripping her apron off heading for her car.

**************

Tina drove up into her driveway, relieved to see his truck still there. She hurried inside, and froze when she heard the shower running. Dear Lord, he was naked in her shower. 

Her stomach balled up, and she walked to the bathroom door, stopping short when the shower was turned off. She stood there paralyzed listening to his rustling, and bit her lip as he opened the door. 

She could swear he was some sort of Greek god. He stood there in front of her all damp haired and muscular, with that damn lopsided grin that made her crazy and only a towel to cover his lower half. She sucked in a big breath as her eyes roved over him in his nearly naked glory, already feeling the heat between her legs.

He laughed heartily, "You're making me a little nervous. You look like you're gonna eat me alive."

She grinned playfully and blushed, "I just might." 

He leaned down to kiss her, but she stopped him, took him by the hand and pulled him toward the couch in the living room. She motioned for him to sit, then straddled him, leaning down to kiss his warm neck. He smelled her, breathing in her coffee scented hair and shirt, smiling as she leaned back to remover her shirt and bra. he sucked her small nipple into his mouth and held tight onto her full hips as she began to grind against his hard-on under the towel. Needing her flesh against him, he pushed her gently off of him to remove her pants, surprised to find again that she'd gone without panties, which only made him harder. She removed his towel from him, and tossed it across the room, bringing a laugh from him. 

Finally, she was snuggled against him once again, straddling his lean form on the couch, kissing the breath completely out of him. She began to slide her moist pussy against his cock, moving her hips in small circles, receiving moans and groans from him. Breaking apart from her kiss, he moaned against her neck, "Tina..."

"Mmmm?"

He huffed frustrated. He was usually not the one to beg...especially when it came to sex, "I'm gonna explode if you don't help me out here..."

She nudged his head up, forcing him to look at her, and gave him a sultry whisper, "Tell me what you want."

God, this woman was going to end him. "Please Tina, I need to feel you around me...I need to be inside you..."

She interrupted him with more kisses, moaning into his mouth as she lifted up, then slowly came back down, taking him inside of her. He gasped and moved his mouth again to her nipple. God he loved her breasts. She whimpered as he lightly bit her, slowly finding a rhythm and angle that suited both of them. 

Sometimes moving her hips in circles and sometimes moving herself up and down his shaft, they both moaned and groaned in ecstasy. She slowly moved her hands down her own body, reaching for her clit, and began rubbing slowly, causing high pitched pants from her. Jeff watched her wide eyed, and growled as she reached her destination, soon moving her hand away so he could please her with his. He focused on her pleasure, circling and pulling her special place, and she was soon nearing climax, as was he. He grabbed her hips forcefully, and began bouncing her onto him watching her small breasts sway with his movements. Finally, she threw her head back, tightened, and screamed his name. It was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen in his life, and it was enough to send him over the edge, gritting his teeth and cursing as he pushed into her one last time, shooting his load forcefully. 

They finished together, and she pulled up to let him slide out, but came back to rest on his chest, basking in the afterglow. He circled his arms around her and nestled his face into her hair. 

He knew he should be leaving, but something about her made him never really want to. He put aside his struggle to understand himself and her, and simply held her as they relaxed against each other watching the sun drift away into a chilled evening.

*

To be continued...

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One Thing Leads to Another Ch. 03



"I think maybe you want to get naked for him for a change," Sarah taunted. 

Melissa took the ball and shot, but missed. 

"Ha, I think she does want to get naked for him," Linda agreed.

Being a good sport, Melissa stood in front of us, hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts and slid them down and off of her. She turned in a circle, giving us all a good look at her athletic bottom. With her back to us, she adjusted the back of her thong with both hands, sliding her fingers up and down the material before letting it snap back into place. 

Next was Sarah's turn. I had every confidence she wouldn't be able to make the shot. She'd missed from shorter distances than this one, but when she had the ball, she got into position and gracefully made her shot, sinking and hitting nothing but net. 


"Not this time, little man," she gloated as she walked away. "One more piece of clothing and you're going to be naked... again." 

It was my turn again. I tried the same shot again, but missed. "Too bad, dude," Sarah said, gripping me on my bare ass as she walked past me. "That one is going to cost you." 

Melissa was up again. She went back to her old standard, the reverse lay-up. Watching her make it in just the thong and bikini top was a special treat. I was so busy watching her do it that I almost didn't see whether it went in or not, but it did. She made the shot, which meant I had to do the same or I was going to be naked again. 

"Don't choke," Sarah laughed, handing me the ball. I shot and, of course, missed. 

"Damn," I said, suddenly feeling more aware of being outdoors and nearly naked. With the wall around the yard and no houses with direct visibility of the yard other than mine, I knew there was no way anyone could see me, but I was still nervous. 

"Come on, little man," Sarah taunted. "Get that thing off and let us see your little love muscle." 

"Take it off," April shouted. 

Linda sat up on her beach chair and started making sounds like old-fashioned stripper music as she rhythmically clapped her hands. 

I slid my thumbs into the waistband of the g-string and started to pull it down. 

"Aw, come on, give us a little showmanship," Sarah complained. "Do it like a striptease." 

"Okay, okay," I blushed. I stood in the middle of the girls and did my best to put on a show for them, gyrating my hips and swaying to the music as I slid the g-string down from my crotch. As my cock and balls came into view, the girls cheered and whistled. I slid the g-string off my body. 

"There! That's what I was looking for," Sarah declared. "Let's see that tiny, little dick of yours..."

Despite Sarah's insults, being a good sport like April had been, I turned around in a 360 to give them all a complete all-around view. 

Being outside in nothing but my tennis shoes felt surreal, but arousing, even if the girls did continue to make fun of my small cock. Sarah and Melissa had a game to finish, which meant I was going to get to see at least one of them get completely naked, and if I was lucky, I'd get to see the other one almost naked, too. I had yet to see any of Sarah's secret bits and would like to get another good look at Melissa's goods. So far, all I'd seen was part of her pussy, though I did get a pretty good look at it as we wrestled the night before. 

Sarah and Melissa were getting back to the game. I stood beside the beach chairs Linda and April were occupying. My hands were precariously clasped in front of my cock, shyly shielding it as much as I could. 

"Do you mind if I share that chair with you," I asked April, hoping she'd let me sit at the other end of it. 

"Have a seat," she offered, patting the vacant corner on the same end of the chair as she was occupying. 

I sat down beside her. With her sitting on the edge, the two of us were cramped against one another. I crossed my arms over my lap. My leg accidentally came into contact with April's. She looked at me. I thought she was going to complain about me rubbing up against her. Instead, in a move that surprised me, she uncrossed her arms and looped one arm into mine before re-crossing them. 

"I wish you would have beat them," she whispered. "Especially, Sarah. She always wins." 

I just smiled in return, thinking of how funny it was that the two of us were sitting on the sideline naked and watching two girls play basketball to see which one would be stripped. 

The girls were both good. If I'd known they were this good at shooting, I wouldn't have played against them or at least put up more of a fight. Melissa was down to her bikini top and thong. She was a sight to see, bouncing around in nearly nothing. If she missed a shot now, she was going to have to take something off, and I was guessing that would be the top. Then, I'd get my first chance to see her breasts. Just watching her ass wiggle as she readied for another shot made my cock twinge with excitement. 

"Looks like you're getting a little drippy there," Linda announced, pointing in my direction. 

I opened my legs a little and April and I both looked down. I hadn't realized Linda could see my cock and balls from that angle, but she apparently could. Sitting next to the petite, naked April with her arm locked in mine and watching Sarah and Melissa bounce around on the court in anticipation of seeing one of them naked had turned me on to the point that I was dripping with pre-cum. 

"Wow, dude," April commented. "That's a lot of sap." The stream was dangling from the tip of my cock and reached almost to the ground. 

"Yeah, it is," Linda agreed. "For a tiny dick, you have some pretty productive balls there. Do you always drip like that?" 

"Not really," I said, embarrassed. "Usually just when I'm really turned on." 

"You must be really fucking horny then." 

April unclasped her arm from mine. Pushing my legs apart a little more, she gently reached between my legs and, with a single finger, wiped the pre-cum from the head of my cock, getting a good portion of it on the tip of her finger while the rest fell to the ground. She moved her finger to the tip of my cock, making a little circular motion, smearing it into the head of my cock. The thick liquid felt cool on my throbbing, hot cock. It was so hard now, I could feel my heartbeat in it. 

After a few swirls of her finger, April still had some pre-cum on her fingertip. She pulled her hand away from my lap and looked at the pre-cum on the tip of her finger before wiping it onto one of her nipples, then looked at me and grinned. 

"He tastes pretty good, too," Linda informed April. "I sucked all the cum out of him last night. You should try it. Have you ever sucked a little cock like that?" 

April looked down at my tiny cock before answering, then turned back toward Linda, "No, never. I've never even seen a cock that small." 

"You should do it. You won't regret it. Just put it in your mouth. I bet he'll blow off in two or three strokes." 

"No way," April argued. 

"Come on, don't act like you don't like to suck cock." 

"I do," April reasoned. "It's just that..."

Before she could answer, Linda interrupted. "I know, you're shy about having an audience. That's okay, wait until the game is over, excuse yourself to the bathroom and take him with you." 

April snickered, but didn't say anything else. 

There had been no progress with Melissa and Sarah since I'd gotten out of the game, but that was about to change. Finally, Sarah went to the free-throw line, turned her back to the basket, and sank it in. 

"There you go," Sarah laughed. "Let's see you make that one." 

Melissa positioned herself on the free-throw line, shot, and missed. 

"Fuck!" Melissa exclaimed. "I can't believe this. You always win at this shit." 

"Hey, this ain't no time to get pissed. It's time to take something off..." 

Melissa was already down to her panties and top. That meant she was going to show some real skin. The obvious choice was the top. Melissa crossed her arms and unceremoniously stripped her top off, now soaking with sweat, and tossed it to Sarah. 

"Thanks, baby," Sarah said, catching it in one hand. She held the sweaty material up to her face and said, "Mmm... Even all sweaty, you still smell sexy as hell." Then, she twirled the top over her head, like a well-deserved trophy. 

Melissa had had her back to me when she stripped the bikini top off, so I hadn't seen her tits yet. Apparently, Linda hadn't, either, "Hey, let's see," she yelled. "Turn around here." 

Melissa turned to face us. Shyly she stood with hands on hips, trying to pretend to be less self-conscious than she actually was. Her tits weren't huge, but they were magnificent. They had a plump, rounded shape to them, but with the slightest hint of droop in them, not quite a sag, more like a little fold at the bottom, which caused her puffy nipples to point upward at an angle instead of straight out. I had thought she would have been pierced, but both of her nipples were free of any adornment or of any blemish of any kind. 

"Oh, sexy!" Linda clapped. 

Melissa responded by turning her back to us. Sarah had retrieved the ball. Walking near Melissa, she stopped. With the ball under one arm, she wrapped her other arm around Melissa's bare shoulders, letting her hand rest above one of Melissa's bare breasts. 

"Can we get on with the game?" Melissa sounded a bit annoyed or maybe just overly aware of her near-naked state. 

"Sure, sexy," Sarah grabbed at one of Melissa's tits, pinching into the nipple and the surrounding flesh with her thumb and index finger. "After I get myself a little feel."

"Ow, you bitch," Melissa pulled away. After breaking free, she examined her breast, gripping it in both hands and looking at the nipple intently. Aside from a little redness, she was unharmed, but the pressure Sarah applied did manage to produce the added effect of stiffening Melissa's nipples. In their hardened state, they pointed even more upward. 

Seeing that, I really felt like grabbing my cock and stroking myself to find relief. Linda had been right. It wouldn't have taken more than a few fierce strokes to bring me to orgasm. All I'd have to do is open my legs, force my cock into my fist, cock it a few times, and it would all be over. I'd spill my seed out onto the concrete and would be done with it. Tempting as that prospect sounded, I didn't need the added attention, at least not until one of those two girls was naked, then I could go home and jack off in the privacy of my own bathroom. . Until then, I was just going to have to happily suffer. 

Sarah sank her next shot and Melissa missed it again. That was it, the end of the game. Sarah stood there in triumph, "Oh, yeah," she gloated. "I'm still the champ," then she came and sat on the end of Linda's chair. The four of us were lined up in a row for the dramatic moment. Melissa was going to have to strip off her panties for all of us to see. 

Melissa approached us and stood where we could all get a good view. Already, I could see that she was having second thoughts about it. The night before, I'd seen most of her pussy anyway, but I don't think she knew that. Besides, I'd only seen it because we were all wrestling around. Now, she was the center of attention. Now, when she dropped her panties, there were going to be four sets of eyes on her little pussy – three of them belonging to girls, one of them belonging to a guy. 

"This is going to be good," Sarah sounded like she was anticipating this more than I was. "Go ahead. Off with them..."

Melissa stood nervously in front of us. By her look of self-consciousness, I guessed she had never stood and stripped in front of a group of people, either. I think she, like Sarah, was more accustomed to picking on less-endowed people like April and me. Now, it was her turn and she was anxiously stalling the inevitable. 

"Come on, let's go," Linda ordered. "Let's see that little muffin box of yours. I bet it's soo cute and sooo sexy..." 

Melissa blushed a little, "Come on guys, you're making me nervous." 

"Hey, we did it without complaining," April reasoned. "Just get on with it." 

Melissa stopped stalling and unceremoniously gripped the sides of the thong, pulling it down, letting it hand at her ankles, where she stepped out with one foot. She kept her hands in place loosely in front of her crotch, not allowing us to get a good view of her pussy. The thong dangle on one foot until she kicked off. It landed right in Sarah's lap. 

The act didn't bother Sarah at all. She picked the damp thong up, and like the bikini top, gave it a little sniff, then said, "I've never had the pleasure of forcing you to get naked before. I think I'll add this to my trophy collection," after gently patting her brow with the panties, she stuffed them under her butt on the beach chair. "Well, let's get a good look at that pussy," Sarah sounded a little impatient. "After all this waiting, I want a good look at that delicate little flower." 

With all her weight resting on one leg, Melissa flattened both hands out on her pubic mound, shifted her weight evenly on both feet, and spread her feet about a foot apart. I could feel my cock dripping a big steam of pre-cum, or sap as the girls had called it, out of the tip of my cock. If I had a little stimulation, I knew I would explode. It was taking all my will power to keep me from grabbing my cock and finishing myself off. 

"Okay, here it is," Melissa's voice was quiet, almost a whisper. She pushed her hips forward, then started sliding her hands upward and away from her pubic mound. She applied a little pressure as she did, causing her pussy to spread open as it came into view, not straight apart from the sides, but at an angle from the top, giving us an unobstructed view of her clitoral hood and her outer lips. 

"Mmmm," Linda moaned. "That's a pretty pussy. Keep going, sweetie." 

This was getting to be too much. I was going to burst. I could feel my balls tightening as more pre-cum just oozed out of me. April had stopped watching Melissa and was instead intent on watching my little cock throb in agony, waiting for release. She even pushed my legs apart to get a better view, but didn't touch my cock. If she had, I would have surely shot an awful load in a matter of seconds. 

Melissa moved her hands more, spreading her pussy open even more. Now, her glistening inner lips and her entire clit were in plain view as well as the opening to her pussy, its light pink flesh glistening with moisture. 

"That's all," Melissa announced, pushing her hands back into place over her pussy. 

Sarah and Linda applauded. 

"Good show. Now, for the second part of the challenge. You guys are back in," Sarah pointed to April and me. "It's up to the three of you to try to get me out of these," she ran her hands up and down her clothes. "Same rules, but if I sink a shot, I get to give the next person a dare."

"If we don't do it?" April asked. 

"The rest of us throw you out in the street naked and don't let you back in the house," Linda threatened. 

"Fair enough," Sarah grinned. She seemed to have nothing to worry about. Since Sarah won, she got to shoot first, followed by Melissa, then me, then April. 

Melissa, April, and I milled around the court naked. Seeing both Melissa and April standing there naked in their obvious humiliation was a real turn-on. For the first time, I understood how humiliating another person could be so invigorating. At the same time, I felt silly, standing there in only a pair of tennis shoes with my tiny, little cock standing out at attention. How ridiculous I must have looked, especially with a trail of pre-cum dripping out of me from time to time, often ending up attaching itself to my leg. 

April was standing right in front of me, facing the other direction. I suppose she thought that was the most modest position, exposing the least of her private flesh to me, but what she didn't know was that from this angle, being the petite girl that she was, from the back, I could see beneath the crack of her ass to her pussy lips, which were full and swollen, hanging beneath her petite frame. She had the kind of fully pouty pussy lips that hang beneath her. Also, with her back to me, I could stare at her shamelessly without the chance of her catching me. 

For a few shots, we were all doing very well. We jumped and bounced around naked, all except Sarah who was still mostly clothed. Finally, Sarah missed a shot, giving Melissa the chance to do something different. Melissa didn't waste the opportunity. She did one of her now-famous lay-ups, which I also made, but April didn't. Now, she was in trouble. I wondered what Melissa was going to make her do. 

Sarah called Melissa over and the two girls whispered back and forth for a while, occasionally breaking into small fits of laughter. Melissa wasn't the mean one, but she was easily influenced by Sarah. 

April stood there with her arms crossed, quietly tapping her foot and patiently awaiting her punishment. 

"Okay, I've got it," Melissa said. "Stand over here on the edge of the court and take a piss." 

"Geez..." April reluctantly walked to the edge of the court. Facing away from us, she started to squat down. 

"No, no," Sarah stopped her. "Not like that. Stand up and do it like a boy. I always wondered what you'd look like doing things as a boy." 

"What?" April protested. "I'll piss all over myself." 

"Not if you do it right," Sarah informed her. We all walked over to where April was standing. 

April opened her legs, placed two fingers on each side of her pussy and pulled up on it, giving it a strange stretched look. Then, without hesitation, she let loose with a stream. It was a trickle at first, some of it running onto her leg, then a full-blown stream. 

"That-a-girl," Sarah cheered. "Now, you can piss like a boy." 

April wasn't the least bit discouraged by Sarah's words. She continued pissing right there in front of us. She even pressed her hips forward more, arching her back some, and made the stream flow out toward us on the basketball court. Melissa, Sarah, and I had to move back a few paces to keep it from splashing on us. 

"Wow, I can do it," April smiled.

"Let me know when you've learned to spell your name with it," I added. 

Sarah looked down at my small cock, "With a pen like that, I hope it's a short name; a very short name." 

Even with April the current center of attention, I wasn't beyond Sarah's insults. 

When April had finished, she squatted a little and shook at her pussy with her fingers, shaking the remaining drops of piss from her swollen lips. She was out of the game, so she went back to the beach chair and put her bikini back on. 

That left Melissa and me to try to get Sarah out of three pieces of clothing before she got us out again. The odds were against us. She'd only missed one shot that would have made her remove any clothing and the only thing she'd taken off was her tank top. 

I was the next one to miss and the next one for Sarah to give a dare to.

"Hmm, what to do with you..." Sarah pressed a finger to her lips, then snapped her fingers. It didn't take long for her to come up with something good. "Stand over here and jerk off for us." 

"Oh, that's a good one," Melissa beamed. 

"Again?" I asked, exasperated. Weren't these girls tired of seeing my little cock cum for them? As horny as I was, I didn't need much to send me over the edge. If I wasn't so turned, I would have protested more, but as it was, I needed relief. 

"Over here," Linda instructed, "Do it right in front of me. I want to watch you stroke that little thing." 

"Is this good?" I asked, standing a few feet from her. She nodded her head. 

Sarah put the basketball down about four feet in front of me and sat down on it. Where she was sitting was right in the line of fire. Four feet is a long way to shoot cum, but I might be able to shoot that far standing up, especially as turned on as I was. I didn't warn Sarah at all. My arousal was heightened at the prospect of emptying my balls onto the person who had been the cause of so much humiliation, not only for me, but for Melissa and April as well. 




One Thing Leads to Another Ch. 03



April stayed put on her beach chair, but positioned herself to get a better view. Melissa had sat down with Linda. All four girls were staring at my cock as I wrapped the thumb and index finger of the other hand around my cock. 

"Look at that," Sarah announced. "It's too short for him to get his hand around." 

"Careful where you're sitting," Linda warned. "That might be a tiny, little pecker, but I wouldn't be surprised if he came on you from there." 

The girls' insults made my face flush with embarrassment. Sarah was right, though. My cock was too short for me to get all of my fingers on and still have room to stroke it. Unfortunately, that's how I have to jerk off. I started sliding my hand and down, taking fast strokes and concentrating on the rim around the head of my cock where it's most sensitive. 

"That's how you like to play with it?" Linda asked. "You're not stroking the whole thing, just the head of it." 

"Yeah," I grunted. "That's the most sensitive part." 

"Right there? Under the head?" 

"Yep," I acknowledged. 

"I didn't know that. You're going to have to give us a lesson on how to please and tease a cock." 

"You think you can hit me from there, little man?" Sarah pushed her legs apart and arched her back. She held her legs open with both hands and taunted me more. "This is the closest you're ever going to get to coming between these thighs. Think you can do it? That little thing can't shoot this far, little man." 

I could feel the rumbling. I was going to cum. All the tension built into my cock so far was coming to a peak. There Melissa was, one of the sexiest girls I knew, sitting naked beside Linda who was still topless and rubbing more lotion onto her nice, round tits. They didn't need it at this point. She just wanted to play with them. 

I struggled to keep my eyes open, but I knew it was coming. I knew my cock would soon erupt. I was groaning involuntarily, the tension in my cock building and building. At any second, I was going to explode. When the first little squirt dribbled out of the head of my cock, I forced my eyes to stay open. I gritted my teeth, thrusting my hips forward as a thick stream of cum spewed from the head of my cock. I gasped for air, watching the stream cross the distance between my cock head and Sarah. That big wad crossed the entire four feet, plastering itself on the inside of Sarah's thigh. The next steam erupted less violently, but still went a fair distance, falling short like an offering at Sarah's feet. The girls were giggling as my cock throbbed and my balls pumped out a few more wads of cum, finally dribbling and landing near my feet. I was exhausted. I wanted to put my clothes back on and sit down, but Sarah wasn't finished with me yet. 

"Well, you were able to cum this far after all, but you need to come get your nasty spooge off my leg." 

Exhausted and worn out from the excitement, I approached Sarah, reaching out my hand to wipe the cum from her thigh. 

"Not like that," Sarah pushed my hand away. "Lick it off. Put your mouth down here and lick your cum off of me." 

I hesitated. I'd never tasted cum before, not mine or anyone else's. 

"Don't be a bitch," Linda spoke up, sitting up on her beach chair. She stood, "You want someone to lick it off you? Here," she pushed me out of the way, got down on her hands and knees, stuck her thick tongue out, and lapped it up like a thirsty dog. When she'd finished, she sat up, placed her hands on both of Sarah's knees and moved her face closer to Sarah's. "Come on, give me a kiss."

"Ew," Sarah protested. "Not after you got that cum in your mouth." 

"What's the matter?" Linda stood, "You don't like cum?" She turned to face me. Seeing a bit of cum dangling from the head of my cock, she reached out and milked me, gently tugging at my cock to drain the cum from my shrinking shaft onto her hand. Then, she turned her hand to show Sarah how much she'd gotten on her hand, "This won't hurt you," Linda smeared the cum onto her own tits, rubbing it into her skin. "It's too bad you made him waste it all over the ground, though," then looking at me, said, "Don't waste any more cum when I'm around, okay? Next time you need to cum, you just put it right here," she pressed her middle finger to her lips, rubbing the tip of it on her bottom lip. 

With the attention off me, I got dressed. I didn't bother putting anything else on but my shorts, pulling them over my cock, which had now shrank to a smaller and even less appealing state. I wanted to get my little cock put away before Sarah and Melissa had another chance to make fun of it. 

Those girls really enjoyed making fun of my little cock and exposing me as much as they could. For now, I was safe. I sat back and watched as Sarah and Melissa continued the game, but that's a different story...



One Thing Leads to Another Ch. 04



Author's notes: Again, this story picks up where the last chapter leaves off. 

If you're not looking for a story about a man who is humiliated by dominant women because of his small cock, this story is not for you. 

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After I'd done my embarrassing part, I got dressed and sat down with April and Linda. Melissa and Sarah weren't quite finished playing ball yet. Melissa was already completely naked, and I loved watching her firm tits bounce around as she moved around the court. She still had a chance to win, just not much of one. 

As luck would have it, Sarah shot and missed, giving Melissa the chance to shoot another shot, which she made. When it was Sarah's turn again, she shot and missed. That meant Sarah was finally going to have to take something else off, and she wasn't happy about it, either. 

"Oh, you're going to get it now, bitch," Sarah said, stripping her little shorts off, leaving her in just a pair of thong panties and sports bra. I wouldn't have imagined it with all this flesh around me, but seeing Sarah have to strip out of something for once really excited me. I mean, I'd just seen April naked, Melissa was still naked, and Linda was sitting beside me with her tits hanging out, but the most exciting thing to me at the moment was staring at the crotch of Sarah's panties. "I'm going to sink one and you're going to be mine, bitch." 

"I don't know about that," Despite being naked in front of all of us, Melissa was ecstatic. "I think we're going to end up seeing a little more skin before we're finished with this game." She gloated, but I think here celebrations were premature. As much as I would have enjoyed seeing Sarah naked, I didn't think it was going to happen. Melissa tried another one of her famous lay-ups and completely blew it. She wasn't even close. 

Next, Sarah, with her cute ass bouncing up and down with every step, fired off a shot that went right in, leaving it up to Melissa to make the next shot. I watched Sarah walking around with the gentle sway of her hips and the way a little crease would form and then disappear at the bottom of her ass and the top of her legs, though she had nice curvy hips, there wasn't an ounce of fat on her. 

Melissa shot and missed again, giving Sarah the right to come up with some kind of punishment for her. I wondered what it was going to be. Unlike April and me, Melissa had nothing to be ashamed of and had, up until this point, carried herself with some kind of dignity. 

"Come here, bitch," Sarah said jokingly, pulling her shorts back on. "I have just the thing for you."

"Let's get it over with," Melissa said, placing her hands on her bare hips as she stood there. Even naked and completely exposed, she was still not powerless as I had been. Naked and exposed, she still maintained a sense of dignity. 

"Get up," Sarah ordered me. Melissa and I got off the beach chair and moved out of the way. Sarah turned to Melissa and commanded, "Sit here and get one leg on each side of this chair."

"Fine, whatever," Melissa was trying to sound tougher than she really felt. For the first time, I could hear nervousness in her voice. 

"Open your legs real wide," Sarah ordered once Melissa was in place. 

Melissa not only opened them, but she defiantly placed the palms of her hands on the insides of her thighs, doing a great job of hiding any nervousness she felt. "See something you like?" she taunted.

"April, go get my camera," Sarah grinned.

"Camera? For what?" Melissa's false bravado quickly crumbled away. 

"I'm going to finally get myself some pictures of that pretty little snatch of yours," Sarah's licked at her lips. 

"No fucking way!" Melissa protested. 

"Linda? What do you think?" Sarah was consulting the designated referee for a professional opinion.

"I don't see why not," Linda stated flatly. "You got all kinds of pictures of little dick over there and that didn't seem to bother you. You seemed to have gotten a lot of enjoyment out of taking pictures of him, but you act like it's wrong to photograph you naked? If you don't sit there and pose like a nice little slut, I think they should throw you out in the street naked... And I'll help." 

Melissa crossed her arms and shook her head in defeat. I got the feeling she wasn't accustomed to being on the receiving end of the humiliating things Sarah came up with. 

April ran back outside with the camera, seeming all too eager to help in someone's humiliation, as long as it wasn't her own. 

"Be a good girl and spread that snatch open," Sarah ordered. 

Melissa reluctantly thrust her legs open.

"That's great," Sarah said, snapping a picture of Melissa's pussy. "Open it up for me." 

Melissa put a finger on each side of her slit and pulled her lips apart. 

"That's it," Sarah commented. "Did anyone ever tell you that you have a really big pussy?" Sarah giggled. "What have you been putting in there?"

After that comment, I looked over Sarah's shoulder and Linda leaned in for a closer look. Linda didn't say anything, but she shook her head at me. I returned the gesture. Melissa's pussy wasn't big at all. Sarah was just trying to piss her off or humiliate her. 

Watching this go on was making my cock harden again. I quickly realized that with no shirt on and the way my shorts were clinging to my body, if I didn't watch myself, I was going to have my erect cock become the center of attention again, but I just couldn't help it. Sarah was making Melissa shift around and pose in all kinds of different positions, getting numerous pictures of her clean-shaved, little pussy. It was driving me crazy. I was going to need to relieve myself again soon. 

Sarah must have taken thirty pictures of Melissa before she let her put her clothes back on. Melissa looked like she was burning with anger as she gathered her things and ran into the house. A few seconds later, Sarah followed her inside. 

"Does stuff like this always happen around here?" I asked Linda. 

"No," she shook her head. "Sometimes, it gets crazy around here." 

I didn't want to ask what she meant by that. I excused myself from the two girls. Happy that neither of them had noticed my budding erection, I walked into the house where I ran into Sarah standing in the kitchen. She was drinking a tall glass of ice water. I tried to walk past her, but she stopped me. 

"Don't think I didn't notice that little stiffy of yours," she smiled an evil smile. 

"Where's Melissa?" I asked. 

Sarah shrugged her shoulders, "Don't you think you need to get your underwear off my bedroom floor?"

"I'll go get them." I walked into Sarah's bedroom with Sarah right on my heels. 

"Get in there," she pointed to an open bathroom door that connected to her bedroom. 

"For what?" I asked. 

"Don't sass me," she threatened, still pointing at the bathroom. 

I walked in and was immediately assaulted by the delicate smells of perfumes, soaps, and powders that could only be an indication of a woman's bathroom. I liked the smell of it. It reminded me of Sarah. This was the room where she was often naked, toweling herself off on the flowery mat after bathing herself with scented oils. 

"Get those off," she slammed the bathroom door behind me. I didn't resist. I didn't know what she had planned, but at least it was just her and me for once. She did have her camera with her, but she put it down on the edge of the sink before turning on the shower water. I stripped the shorts off and kicked off my shoes and socks, then climbed into the shower with my back to the water. Sarah grabbed my hand, turning the front of me toward the warm water. 

She picked up a bar of soap and a wash cloth, then scrubbed at my cock and balls with them, pumping my cock a few strokes, then wiping the wash cloth around my nut sack and between my legs. 

Sarah put the soap and wash cloth down again, rinsed the soap from my cock and balls, then turned off the water, handing me a towel almost before the water stopped dripping out of the shower head. 

"That's the strangest shower I've ever had," I patted my cock and balls with the towel, drying the only parts that had been washed with soap. 

Sarah pulled me from the shower, then got down on her knees in front of me, staring at my cock as she wrapped her hands around my back. Gripping both ass cheeks, she pulled my hips forward and engulfed my cock with her mouth, letting out a faint moan as she did so. 

She sucked at my cock with her mouth, rubbing her face around on my crotch like a sex-hungry animal. Her fingernails dug into my ass. 

"You really are a big pussy," she said, making eye contact and licking at the head of my cock between phrases. "I can do whatever I want with you." 

I grabbed her hands and tried to push her away. 

"Don't do that," she warned. "You don't want to suffer the consequences." 

I didn't say anything, but just looked down at her. With my little cock, I stood there naked, completely powerless while she, the dominant one, was on her knees in front of me, completely clothed and in full control. 

"I was getting so turned on out there," she admitted, stroking my cock up and down as she talked. "Watching you humiliate yourself in front of my friends with your little cock bouncing up and down was soo cute. If I had any hopes that you could satisfy me with this little thing, I would have pulled my panties to my knees, bent over, and spread my ass cheeks so you could get your cock in my pussy from behind, but no, I can't do that," she measured my cock with her fingers, "Because this is all you have." She held her fingers up so I could get a closer look. I didn't need to be reminded of how small my cock was. "Do you think you can cum for me with that little thing again?"

I nodded my head, "It might take longer this time," I warned.

"As much as I'd like to just sit here and suck your cock, I don't want the girls to get suspicious. I don't want them to know I like this little cock of yours, okay?"

I nodded my head again. 

"Here," she said, handing me her digital camera, "Would some nasty pictures make you cum faster?"

"I'm sure they would," I turned the camera on and started to review the pictures in reverse order. First, I saw the pictures of Melissa and her wet, little pussy. Damn, it was hot. Getting sucked off by Sarah and looking at pictures of Melissa's pussy was an unbelievable combination, especially the way Sarah was sucking my cock so passionately, and the kinds of pictures she'd taken of Melissa. To get pictures that were any closer, she would have had to have had the camera inside Melissa's pussy. In several pictures, Melissa's little clit was visible. 

I kept flipping through the pictures until I got to the one the girls had taken of me the night before. They were really very damning to me, showing off the length, or rather the shortness of my little cock. I tried not to focus on the pictures with me in the, but instead, looked at Linda in the pictures. She photographed even better than she looked. 

Then, I came to the picture of Linda's hand around my cock as I was cumming. Linda was looking directly at my cock at the precise moment that I had just shot a load of cum that was just starting to fall. It was a good stream, too, the first end of it falling back down like a kind of jagged question mark while the end of the stream was still spilling from the head of my cock. I'd never seen a picture of a stream of my own cum frozen in time like that. 

Next was the series of pictures from when I was jacking off for the girls. I skipped right through those, seeing the count was still at 60 when I got to the beginning, I knew there were at least that many pictures left on the camera before they'd taken any of me. 

"You like looking at pictures of your little cock?" Sarah giggled, stroking my cock. 

I didn't answer. I just kept looking through the pictures. I wondered if any of the rest of the pictures on her camera had any more nudity in them. I flipped it into the index mode, showing nine pictures on the tiny screen at a time. None of the other pictures were of any interest, just boring stuff that people seem to take at random – friends hanging out at parties, people with beers in their hands, and that kind of thing. She even had a dozen or two pictures of shoes taken inside a shoe store, whatever those might have been for. 

Sarah continued to suck my cock. She was slurping at it and tugging on my balls with one hand. I liked the feel of her tongue on my cock, but she was rougher with my balls than I would have liked. 

I was about to give up on my hopes of finding anything else of interest on the camera until I checked the built-in storage on the camera itself. The pictures I'd been looking at had all been on the expansion card. 

Sure enough, there were some pretty interesting pictures on the camera itself. Apparently, Sarah liked to take pictures of people while they were sleeping. First, I found a series of pictures of girls sleeping and having their tops lifted up or their panties pulled to the side. One of them looked a lot like Linda, but I couldn't be certain. The lighting was kind of bad and the pictures were focusing on her pussy and asshole, so there was very little to go by. 

Then, I came across some pictures of other guys' cocks, and these guys weren't much bigger than me. There were two different guys in the pictures, each of them with an erection, each of them sleeping, and each set of pictures had at least one picture of Sarah's hand holding a ruler up to the guys' cocks. 

Looking at the background in the pictures, I could tell all of the pictures were taken in Sarah's bedroom. Most were on her bed. Some were on the floor. Then, it hit me, they weren't sleeping, they were passed out. The same was probably true for the girls. One way or another, Sarah had gotten each of those people, two guys and at least three girls, to come back here after a night of partying, then after they were asleep or passed out, she took advantage of them. 

She'd probably forgotten these pictures were on the camera, or at least didn't think I'd bother to look at what was on the camera and that I'd just stick to looking at what was on the card. 

Sarah was sucking my cock, but it was taking me a little longer to cum. I'd just shot a serious load not 15 minutes before she started sucking my cock, so I didn't think I'd be able to cum again very soon.

"How does it feel knowing I can do anything I want with you?" Sarah asked, stroking my cock up and down. 

For the first time, I noticed she had her hand down the front of her shorts. She was stroking her pussy with one hand as she stroked my cock with the other. 

"Maybe I should get out my strap-on and fuck you up the ass, little man. How would you like that?" She stopped stroking my cock. Her hand went under my balls and up behind them until I could feel her middle finger sliding up the crack of my ass. "I think you'd like to have a big cock up your ass, wouldn't you?" She didn't wait for an answer. Instead, she slid her mouth back down on my cock. Her finger slid up between my legs. When I felt the tip of her finger touch my asshole, I clenched it tight. She must have noticed my reaction. As soon as I clenched up, she started circling my asshole with the tip of her finger as she vigorously sucked at my cock with a hand down the front of her shorts. 

My whole body was now tense. She was right. I felt like a powerless pussy, standing there with my teeny little cock in her mouth as she fingered herself, probably with more pleasure than I could ever expect to give her with my tiny cock. At the same time, her finger was dancing dangerously around my asshole, just daring to go in. Nearly every move she made or little flicker of her finger made me tense up more. I'd never had anything up my ass before and I didn't want to start now. The prospect of her invading my ass with her finger frightened me. If she violated my ass, this would be the last step in stripping me of any remaining dignity I might have. 

My body quivered. Sarah looked up at me, almost grinning as she sucked at my cock. I'd never been so powerless. Her words were true. She could do anything she wanted to me, anything at all. With that thought, I relaxed a little, feeling some comfort in admitting defeat to myself. As I relaxed my sphincter, I could feel Sarah's finger pressing against it, but not going in. Instead, she applied direct pressure, jiggling her finger back and forth rapidly, sending shockwaves up my body. At any second, she could easily violate me and stick her finger in. 

I don't know what came over me at that point. The motion of Sarah's hand rubbing up and down on my asshole was causing her wrist to bounce against my balls in a rhythmic fashion and before I knew it, my entire body tensed up and I let loose with a shot of cum into Sarah's mouth. Although it was an intense sensation, after the load I'd shot in the back yard fifteen minutes prior, I knew this one would have much less substance than the first one. Sarah continued to suck at my cock as I bucked against her face. We made eye contact. My face intense with frightened pleasure, hers twisted with sinister fulfillment. She'd made me cum and she was pleased with herself. 

Sarah pulled her hand away from my ass, slid my cock out of her mouth, and pulled her hand out of her panties all at the same time. She appeared to be finished. Then, leaning her mouth toward my cock again, she spat my cum out onto my softening cock. My cum and her saliva oozed down my crotch and onto my legs. A little of my cum hung on her lower lip and dripped a tiny bit onto her chin. 

Sarah made a disgusted face, wiped the cum from her mouth and chin with one hand, and smeared the cum onto my chest and stomach. 

"Clean that up and get out," she said, standing and moving to the sink. I used the towel she'd given me to wipe the cum off of me while Sarah rinsed her mouth out in the sink. I opened the door and started to leave. Sarah turned to face me. "Don't fucking tell anyone about this," she commanded, her face a picture of hatred. 

I nodded my head and left. This gave me a lot to think about. I'd learned a lot about Sarah in the past two days. She was one unusual girl with some strange concepts of how to treat people. I got to thinking about the pictures I'd seen on her camera and wondered if she'd treated any of those people like she treated me, and if they'd been passed out from too much drinking or maybe Sarah had slipped something in their drinks. 

All of this was entirely too much to think about, but if that wasn't strange enough, the events that happened next were even more strange. I almost don't believe them myself.



One Thing Leads to Another Ch. 05



After the basketball incident, I tried avoiding the girls as much as I could, especially Sarah. I made an exception for Tiffany. Any time I saw her, I'd stop and talk to her. Of course, that led to this next incident...

I was coming home at around midnight after hanging out with some other friends when I ran into Tiffany on the sidewalk in front of the house. She and I got to talking for a while. She'd obviously been drinking and had just gotten a ride from some club a few blocks away because she didn't like the scene. She'd been hanging out with Sarah, who had been acting like a bitch all night. That's no surprise. Sarah was always being a bitch. I think she gets off on it. 

Tiffany was still as hot as ever. Standing there in a little skirt and a tiny top that barely covered her ample breasts, I could tell she still had as much of a crush on me as ever. Of course, I was too much of a pussy to hit on her, even though I knew how much she liked me.

After we'd been talking for a few minutes, her cell phone rang. It was Sarah. She was still at the club, drunk, and wanted a ride home. 

"I'm not driving over there," Tiffany complained. "I got a ride home myself. Hang on, let me see if I can get Stevie to come and pick you up." 

"Sure, why not?" I didn't want to do it. If it was anybody else, I wouldn't hesitate to go pick her up. The club was really close by and I was sober, but this was Sarah. She's the bitch who was constantly humiliating me and making fun of my little cock. Plus, she was completely unpredictable. One minute, she might be nice, then turn on you the next. I liked my friends to be a little more stable and predictable. "Are you going to ride with me?" 

"I would, but I'm really tired," Tiffany explained. "I'd rather just go in and go to bed, if that's okay with you."

"Sure, I'll go pick her up," I said. 

Tiffany went in the house. I got back in my car and went to pick up Sarah. 

When I got to the club, Sarah was standing outside with April and some guy. I didn't park, but left my car running in front of the club. 

Sarah was really drunk. April and the guy were holding her up. Without their help, she wouldn't have been able to stand on her own. 

April and the guy (Aprils boyfriend?) helped me put Sarah in the front seat of the car. It wasn't until Sarah was seated in the car that she realized that I was there. 

"Is that Little Stevie?" she asked. 

"Yeah, that's Stevie," April answered. "He's taking you home." 

"You know why we call him little Stevie?" Sarah asked. I assumed she was talking to the guy. April already knew. 

"Yeah, because he's our friend," April answered. 

"No, silly," Sarah giggle. "It's because he has a itty-bitty, little dick." 

"That's nice," April said. "Just get your fucking foot in the car and let me close the door so he can take you home."

Even drunk, Sarah was still a bitch. April finally managed to get Sarah's foot in the door and got the door closed. 

I walked around, climbed in the car, and drove off. Sarah put the seat down and sprawled out in a very unladylike position next to me, her black skirt rising up enough that I could get the slightest glimpse of her pink panties beneath. 

Sarah was quiet. I wondered if she had passed out. Traffic was light, but there are several traffic signals between that club and my house, and they always seem to turn red as I approach. When I stopped at the first red light, my attention was drawn to Sarah's crotch. By now, she'd sprawled out in the seat with her legs spread wide and I could see a little more of the panties beneath the skirt. I quietly wished she'd wiggle in her seat a bit more to make her skirt come up some more. 

At that time, I noticed Sarah had unbuckled her seatbelt. I guess I'm a big dork, but I take safety precautions pretty serious and you never know when you're going to be in an accident. Besides, I felt like her safety was my responsibility with her in this condition. Sarah wasn't exactly in a position where she could be considered responsible enough to make decisions on her own. 

"Hey, I need to buckle you back up," I said loudly. Sarah didn't respond. She didn't even flinch. I reached across her to grab the seatbelt, then pulled it snugly across her lap. She still didn't move. 

When I clicked the belt into place, I got a wicked thought. Sarah appeared to be passed out and with her sprawled out in the seat like that, I was tempted to pull her skirt up a little more to get a better view of her panties. My heart started beating faster at the thought of it. 

I reached toward her with my hand, but stopped before touching her skirt. Should I do it? I knew it was wrong to take advantage of a girl when she's passed out. Only an asshole would do that, but this wasn't any ordinary girl. This was Sarah. I'd been on the receiving end of her criticism and humiliation several times, and for no reason other than Sarah wanting to make fun of me. I could understand if I'd done her wrong in some way, but I hadn't. Sarah just started attacking me for no reason whatsoever. And if that wasn't enough of a reason, she'd repeatedly made fun of my small cock and even told all her friends about it, well, at least a few of them. Then she'd encouraged them to poke fun at my little cock, too. And if that still wasn't justification enough, she'd even gone so far as to take pictures of my little cock with a ruler next to it to prove how small it was, then used the pictures to blackmail me into doing things that I would have never done otherwise. 

When I'd nearly convinced myself that my actions would be justifiable, of course, the light turned green. I'd stalled just a little too long. I cursed myself for not acting sooner as I sped off to the next intersection. Any other time I'd be driving this road, the light would have been red, but not this time. 

At the next intersection, the light was red. A car was already stopped there in the lane next to mine. I could hear the bass from their stereo pounding out some kind of annoying techno beat. Fortunately, they couldn't see into the car well enough to see Sarah lying there passed out. 

"Is your seatbelt still on?" I asked loudly. Sarah didn't answer, but I hadn't expected her to. I could see it was still on, but I used that as an excuse to reach across her again, this time, allowing my arm to slide across her body. "Yep, it's still in place," I announced, then let my hand slide across her skirt. In a single swift motion, I tugged the skirt up as far as it would go without disturbing her too much. The skirt rested in place on her flat tummy, revealing the entire crotch of her panties. 

When the light turned green, the car next to me sped off into the night. I purposely pulled away from the intersection slowly, then clicked on the dome light to get a better view of Sarah's panties. My cock stiffened in my pants at the thought of what I was doing. For once, I was taking advantage of her instead of the other way around. She had to be unconscious for me to do it, but this time, it wasn't her taking advantage of me. 

When I got to the next intersection, I had to stop again. My heart was pounding and my cock had fully stiffened in my pants. I looked at Sarah's crotch and was tempted to pull her panties to the side to get a look at her pussy. She'd stripped me naked several times by now and even had my cock in her mouth, but I had yet to see any of her private parts other than her ass, and that had been covered by a thong. 

My stiff cock was uncomfortable in my pants, so I unzipped them and pulled my cock out. While I looked down at Sarah's panties, I stroked my hard little cock for my personal enjoyment. I was too scared to pull her panties open, but I did run my hand up Sarah's thigh and let it rest on the crotch of her panties. I didn't want to stimulate her by stroking her, but I did feel the outline of her pussy beneath her panties. By the smooth feel, I was certain she was completely bald. I let my middle finger rest in the top of the slit of her pussy where I was sure her clit was hiding. 

The light turned green again and I was faced with the decision of which hand to use for the steering wheel, the one on my cock or the one on Sarah's pussy. Afraid I might wake Sarah if I kept my hand on her pussy for too long, I opted for removing that hand and used it to steer while I continued to stroke my cock. 

About a block from the house, I got another devious idea. There was a stretch of road that was always dark and deserted at this time of night and it was right around the corner from my house. I pulled over in a particularly dark area and turned the engine off, then turned off all the lights. 

Now, I was alone with Sarah in my car. I unbuckled my seatbelt and adjusted my seat so I could lay down next to Sarah as I stroked my cock while I looked at her crotch. She was lying there with her legs spread wide and her arms above her head. If only I had the nerve to pull her panties down and spread her pussy open, but the light in the area wasn't sufficient to get a good look at it anyway. 

The thought of it was still very stimulating. Before long, I was ready to cum. I leaned as close to Sarah as I could, aiming my cock at her pussy. I stroked my cock faster, intensifying the sensation as I was taking advantage of Sarah. I could feel my balls tighten. I grunted as I began pumping hot cum through the shaft of my cock and onto Sarah's legs and thighs. Watching my cum shoot and land on Sarah's unconscious body only intensified my pleasure. I was moaning loudly and was afraid I might wake Sarah up, but she didn't move. 

When I'd finished cumming, I placed my cock over Sarah's leg and milked the remaining cum from the shaft of my dick onto Sarah's leg, then wiped the rest of the cum from my hand directly onto both of Sarah's thighs, wiping my hand completely clean and leaving a wet sheen on her beautiful skin. 

As my cock softened, I pulled my underwear and pants back up and buttoned them again. Sarah had no Idea I'd just used her to jack off on. 

I pulled back onto the street, then turned the corner and pulled into my driveway. When I'd parked the car, I got out and rang Sarah's doorbell. Surely, Tiffany or Melissa would have to be home, but no one answered the door. 

After giving it a little thought, I fished through Sarah's purse to find her key. If no one was going to answer the door, I'd let her in myself and carry her, if I had to. I found the keys. 

When I opened the car door to get Sarah out, the dome light came on. I was glad I hadn't gotten anyone to answer the door. My cum was still on both of Sarah's legs and thighs. If one of the girls had come out of the house to see Sarah in my car, they would have known what I did. The way the cum was spread out on Sarah's legs, it was obvious that it was cum. What else could it have been? 

Sarah was facing the open door. Her eyes were closed, but her lips were open enough that I could see her top front teeth. I came up with another evil idea. I was going to have to dry the cum off her legs before I carried her in anyway, and there she was with her mouth open a little. 

I reached down with my index finger and wiped a thick clump of my cum from Sarah's inner thigh onto my finger. It was a thick, sticky strand of cum that I was able to scoop from her skin. I looked at it for a second, then placed my finger on Sarah's bottom lip, spreading my cum across her lip, then sinking my finger into her mouth until I felt her top teeth with the tip of my finger. 

She'd sucked my cock before, but had not only refused to swallow it, but she'd spat my cum out and back onto my cock, then left me to clean it up. While she was awake, she wouldn't eat my cum, but while she was passed out, she couldn't refuse. 

I pulled my finger from her mouth. Again, Sarah didn't move. I could now see my cum glistening on her bottom lip and when I looked really closely, I could see the gob of cum resting on her tongue. I repeated the process, pushing a little more cum into Sarah's mouth. On the third delivery, Sarah licked her lip and appeared to swallow. 

After I'd finished cleaning the cum from Sarah's legs, she still had some smeared on her lips as I unbuckled her seatbelt and scooped her up. I lifted her by placing one hand behind her knees and the other behind her upper back. Carrying her up the sidewalk, I was glad she was in good physical condition, for more reasons than one. As light as she was, carrying her was easy. Even opening the front door with her in my arms wasn't very difficult. 

When I got her inside, I pushed the door shut with my foot. The living room light was on. I got a good look at Sarah's body in the large mirror on the wall across from the front door. I could see right up her skirt from that position, giving me a great view of her little ass and the crotch of her panties. 

I closed the front door and carried Sarah into her bedroom where I placed her on her bed. I shut her bedroom door, then clicked on the lamp on the end table. She hadn't moved from the position I had placed her in. In fact, she'd hardly moved at all since she'd been placed in my car. Her skirt had flipped up again, too. Once again, I was staring at the crotch of her panties. 

I decided to leave. Reaching for the bedroom door, I knew anything I did from this point forward just wouldn't be right. I'd already gone too far by pulling her skirt up and checking out her panties. If that wasn't bad enough, I'd also emptied a load of cum on her while she was unconscious. That was bad enough, but anything else would be taking things way too far. 

I knew what I was doing was wrong, but something had gotten a hold on me. I just couldn't stop myself now. I couldn't force myself to leave. I wanted to do more to Sarah. She was there on her bed, passed out, and completely defenseless. After all that she'd done to me, the decision to continue was easy. I quickly justified taking advantage of her in this way. I told myself that I was doing it for revenge, even though I know that was only partially true. I just wanted to take advantage of her and I used vengeance as an excuse to have my way with her unconscious body. 

With my mind made up, instead of opening the door and leaving, I quietly turned the latch on the doorknob, locking it so no one could walk in and discover what I was doing. I even turned the knob from side to side, making absolutely certain the door was locked. 

When I turned back to Sarah, my imagination went wild. What should I do to her? I could already think of so many things, but first, I wanted to find her camera. Whatever I did, I was certain I was going to take lots of pictures for my own enjoyment, and maybe some blackmail of my own. The search for the camera didn't take long. It was on her dresser along with a few blank storage cards. 

I picked up the camera, changed the storage card out for the blank one, and got ready to take some pictures. Just the thought of it made my cock so hard it was throbbing inside my pants. With the door locked, there was no fear of having someone walk in on me while I took advantage of Sarah or to catch me with my cock out, so I unbuttoned my pants, unzipped them, and pulled my hard, little cock free, the tip of it barely sticking out over the waistband of my pants. 

Sarah was flat on her back on the bed. One leg jutted out to the side, displaying just a hint of her panties. I took the first picture with her in her natural state. The flash from the camera didn't seem to bother her at all. 

Then, I grabbed her by one knee and pulled it to the side, opening her legs more, forcing her skirt to raise up, and gave me another good view of her panties. I quickly positioned myself at the end of the bed again and snapped another picture of her. 

I continued to move her body into different positions for my viewing and photographic pleasure. I pushed her feet together with her knees up, snapped a few more pictures, then flipped her over onto her stomach, raised her skirt, and took a few more. 

When I was positioning her for the next shot, I heard the door creek and open. I was startled and horrified. I know I'd locked it. 

"What the fuck are you doing in here?" Linda's familiar form was standing in the darkened doorway. She was wearing her usual evening-out wear, a short skirt and a shirt that showcased her magnificent breasts. The shirt had a split that ran right up the middle, threatening to expose her ample breasts as she moved. 

"I was just..." I started to explain, realizing my cock was sticking out of my pants. I dropped the camera onto the bed and moved to get my cock back in my pants. 

"Don't bother putting that little thing away just because I'm here," Linda grinned, first looking down at my cock, then looking at Sarah sprawled out on the bed. "This has got to be the strangest sight I've seen all week. I'm not saying I agree with you taking advantage of an evil bitch like Sarah, but if you were going to carry out whatever sick, perverted plan you had, why didn't you at least lock the door?"

"I thought I did," I didn't try to deny what I was up to. Linda was smarter than that. 

Linda entered the room, turned, and closed the door behind her, then pushed hard on the door until a dull thump could be heard. 

"You have to push it all the way shut," she explained. "Sometimes, you have to push really hard like I just did." She crossed the room and sat on the bed beside Sarah. Running her fingers through Sarah's hair, she asked, "Did you drug her?"

"No way," I shook my head. "She just had too much to drink." 

"That's not too hard to believe. She does drink very often. When she does, she always drinks too much." Linda looked at me. "What were you going to do with her?" 

I shrugged my shoulders. "I hadn't quite decided just yet."

"Well, you were already taking pictures. Were you going to take any clothes off of her or just take a few panty shots?" 

"I hadn't really thought about it," I said reluctantly. "I was just getting started." 

"You really are a big pussy, aren't you?" I knew Linda wasn't trying to be mean. She was just someone who spoke her mind. I didn't answer. "You were at least going to get her naked, right?" I shrugged my shoulders again. "Jesus Christ, Stevie. Do I have to show you how to do everything?" 

"Well," I started to explain, "I wasn't sure I was doing the right thing, you know?" 

"The right thing? For Christ's sake, this bitch abuses you every chance she gets and all for her own enjoyment. What's there to think about? If it was me, I'd be getting her buck-ass naked and stick all kinds of things up that pussy of hers, but then again, I wouldn't need to do something like that. I'd just confront her while she was awake, but that's just me."

We stared at each other until Linda broke the silence, "Were you looking to get back at her?" I shrugged my shoulders in response. "You should be. I know you have a pair of balls. I've sucked on them. Remember? You should use them and do something to her for a change." 

"Like what?" I asked. Linda wasn't mean, but she sure knew how to take control. 

"You're worried she's going to spread those pictures of you around, right? Especially to Tiffany?" 

I nodded my head.

"Okay, then let's start by getting some pictures she might not want to have people see. And don't start getting all moral on me about how it's wrong. This bitch takes all kinds of pictures of all kinds of people, sometimes, in situations exactly like this."

"I know," I said. "I've seen them." I didn't explain to Linda, but I had seen pictures of several people being undressed on Sarah's camera. All the people, guys and girls, looked like they were passed out the same way Sarah was now. 

"Then what's your problem? You aren't very confident, are you?" 





One Thing Leads to Another Ch. 05



"I just can't be like that," I explained. "I'm not devious like that." 

Linda shook her head. "Well, you need to learn, especially if you're going to hang out in this crowd." Linda looked down at Sarah, then ran her hand in between Sarah's breasts. "If you don't, this bitch is going to eat you alive."

"Can you help me?" I asked sheepishly. 

Linda looked me up and down, then gave me that wicked grin again. "Of course, I will, but what's in it for me?" 

"What do you want?" I asked. Linda had never wanted anything in return from me. 

"Don't worry. I won't ask you to do something you aren't comfortable with, unlike this bitch." 

"What do you want then?" I asked. 

"Well, first of all, come here." 

I walked over to the side of the bed and stood beside Linda. 

"Get these pants off," she said flatly. "Get that little pecker of yours out for me. I just love that little dick of yours." 

I dropped my pants, then kicked out of them. Linda wrapped her finger and thumb around the head of my cock and stroked the short shaft up and down a few times while she looked up at me. 

"You like me sucking this little dick, don't you?" 

I nodded my head. Linda leaned forward and wrapped her mouth around my cock, making a good slurping sound as she did, then pulled her head away from my cock. 

"Your dick tastes like cum," she observed. "What did you do in here before I showed up?" 

"Nothing," I said. "I just got here a few minutes ago." 

"Then why does your dick taste like cum? Don't lie to me."

"I... I jacked off in the car," I explained. 

"With Sarah in the car? She was there?" 

"Yeah, but she was already passed out." 

"Well, that's pretty bold for you, isn't it? Tell me how it happened." 

I told Linda the story about how I'd lifted Sarah's skirt and jacked off on her. 

"Well, well. That's nastier than I would have given you credit for. I bet that's even illegal in some states." Linda giggled. "I wonder what would happen if I woke Sarah up right now and told her that you jacked off all over her." 

"You wouldn't!" I protested. 

Linda slapped Sarah across the face really hard, causing Sarah to grunt, but she didn't open her eyes. 

"I might," Linda threatened, "But then I wouldn't get to enjoy you acting out the first part of your revenge on her, would I?" 

"I guess you wouldn't," I agreed. 

"Okay, then let's get started," Linda suggested, "Strip."

"What?" I questioned. 

"I want you naked with that little cock of yours bobbing around the whole time." 

I did as I was told, stripping off everything, even my socks. While I undressed, Linda picked up the camera, then looked down at Sarah's face. 

"Are you sure you just jacked off by her?" Linda asked, not waiting for an answer. She leaned her head close to Sarah's face. "This doesn't look like slobber coming out of her mouth." Linda snapped a picture. 

I confessed, telling Linda that I'd wiped my cum off Sarah's legs and fed it to her. 

"You're a pervert," Linda grinned, aiming the camera at me to get a full-body picture of my naked form, standing there in Sarah's room. "Turn to the side," she ordered. 

I turned to the side, allowing Sarah to take a picture of me in profile, my stiff, little cock jutting out from my body. 

Linda put the camera down on the bed, then unceremoniously tugged Sarah's shirt and bra off of her body, giving me my first view of Sarah's naked tits. Like Linda, Sarah had no tan lines on her breasts, which meant she either sun-bathed or visited the tanning bed topless. Sarah's breasts were nowhere near as large as Linda's, but they were beautiful and perky, capped with smallish nipples that even now were hardened to points. 

Linda positioned Sarah's hands over her head, then picked up the camera and snapped a couple of pictures. I instinctively grabbed my cock and started stroking. I couldn't help myself. 

"Get over here," Linda had noticed me playing with my cock. "Squat down on the bed next to Sarah's face." 

I got on my knees beside Sarah's head. Linda turned Sarah's face toward my cock, then backed up to take a picture, getting my cock in Sarah's face for the shot. 

Sarah put the camera down again, then stripped Sarah's skirt and panties off, tugging the panties down Sarah's legs roughly enough to rip the panties on one side. Then, Linda lifted Sarah's knees and pushed her legs open, exposing Sarah's pussy, which I had correctly guessed was shaved bald. 

In its un-aroused state, Sarah's pussy was little more than a bald slit between her legs. Linda snapped a couple of pictures of it, then suggested that I position myself between Sarah's legs. 

I lifted Sarah's knees and positioned myself between her legs, letting Linda take pictures of my cock near Sarah's pussy. 

"Open it," Linda said. "I want to get pictures of her clit." 

I used my index finger and thumb to spread Sarah's pussy enough to expose her little clit. Linda snapped some pictures of it. 

"That's not good enough," Linda complained, shoving me out of the way. Linda placed her mouth over Sarah's pussy, then lapped at it with her tongue. 

"What are you doing?" I asked, "Won't that wake her up?" 

"I doubt it," Linda responded, "I want her lips to spread open for some better pictures." 

I looked at Sarah's face. She wasn't responding at all, but after Linda licked at the unconscious girl's pussy for a few minutes, Sarah did roll her head from one side to the other and when Linda pulled her head away from Sarah's pussy, there was a noticeable difference. The lips of Sarah's pussy had swollen and spread open. I was amazed at the difference. Her lips were now full and swollen and her clit now stuck out on its own. 

"There, that's what I wanted," Linda beamed, snapping several pictures of Sarah's swollen clit. "Go put your cock in her mouth." 

I climbed back onto the bed and positioned myself by Sarah's body, then lifted her head enough that I could slip my cock into her mouth. Linda backed away from the bed, then snapped some full-length pictures, which I'm sure got everything in them, including my face. 

"Okay, that's good. Now, flip her over," Linda ordered. 

I grabbed Sarah by an arm and rolled her over onto her stomach. 

"Spread her ass open," Linda instructed. 

I straddled Sarah's naked body, allowing my balls to rest on her waist as I pressed my hands against both of Sarah's ass cheeks and spread them open. 

"Oh, that's good!" Linda snapped some pictures. "I can see her pussy and her asshole from here." 

All the excitement was getting to be too much for me, and I could tell Linda recognized how stimulated I was. She stood there at the end of the bed, looking at me like she was trying to conceive a new plan. 

"That little dick of yours has been hard this whole time," She observed, staring right at my cock. "I bet you could use some relief, couldn't you?" 

I nodded my head. 

Linda put the camera down, then approached me on the bed. I was still straddling Sarah when Linda pressed her face to mine, kissing me deeply. As our tongues twisted against one another, Linda reached down to grip my cock with her fingers, stroking it lightly. 

I slipped my hand between the slit in Linda's shirt and groped at one of her lovely breasts. 

"I want you to fuck me with this little dick of yours," Linda looked me in the eye. 

"Okay," I said. 

"I want you to be aggressive," she said. "Show me how you can be a man." 

I wondered how I could do that with my small cock, but I was willing to try. I started by pulling Linda's top off, freeing her sexy breasts. Linda smiled at me as I did so. 

Then, I reached under Linda's skirt, pulling her panties down and off of her. I pulled her down onto the bed, forcing her to straddle Sarah. I pushed Linda into position on her hands and knees, then flipped her skirt up onto her back, giving me access to her pussy and her asshole. Linda didn't object as I took the head of my cock and rubbed it up and down the length of the slit of her pussy. As I rubbed my cock up and down on her awaiting slit, my cock was getting moistened with the juices from Linda's pussy.

"Hang on a second," Linda said, sitting up on the bed. She grabbed Sarah's unconscious body and flipped her back over onto her back, then got back down on her hands and knees in front of me on the bed. 

I flipped her skirt up again. As I rubbed my cock up and down Linda's pussy, she leaned forward, pressing her breasts against Sarah's smaller breasts and kissed at Sarah's face. I imagined how Linda must have been tasting my cum on Sarah's lips as I slipped the head of my cock into Linda's awaiting pussy. 

Linda groaned in pleasure as I slid my little cock into her pussy. I slowly pushed the length of myself inside her tight hole. Linda pressed against me, pushing me deeper into her pussy. 

I gripped her by both hips tightly and began thrusting in and out of her pussy. While I fucked her from behind, Linda repositioned herself on her hands and knees, this time, gripping both of Sarah's breasts in her hands as my cock pushed in and out of her. 

Several times, Linda turned her head to look over her shoulder at me, watching me fuck her for a minute or so at a time, then she'd turn back around and squeeze Sarah's tits roughly while rocking her ass back onto my cock as I thrust into her. 

"Work that little dick!" Linda commanded. 

I slid my hands from her hips down onto her ass cheeks, then used my thumbs to spread her ass open. As I looked down at her puckered asshole, I realized that spreading her this way allowed me to push deeper into her. 

"Yeah, just like that," Linda cooed. "If you keep that up, you're going to make me cum with that little cock of yours..."

With that encouragement, I fucked her harder, each thrust making a slapping sound as my pelvis slapped against her ass. 

"Yeah, fuck me with that hard, little cock of yours," Linda groaned. I felt her pussy tighten around my cock even more, like she was gripping down on my cock on purpose. "I can't believe you're going to make me cum with that little thing," she said. "Keep fucking me, you little pervert." 

I kept fucking her, but the pressure was too much. "I... I'm going to cum soon," I confessed. 

"Me, too," she practically yelled. I could feel her pussy tighten even more. It was too much. I knew my cock would erupt at any moment and spill my cum right into her pussy. I stopped thrusting and pulled my cock from her pussy. 

"What are you doing?" She asked. "Keep fucking me!" 

"I was about to cum," I explained. 

"I know. I was, too." 

"I didn't want to cum inside you." 

"It's okay," she grinned. "You can cum inside me. We'll cum together." 

"Really?" I asked. Linda nodded her head. 

I slipped my cock back inside her. With both of us being slippery and wet, my cock met no resistance slipping inside her. Then, Linda tightened her pussy down on my cock again as if she was trying to grip it. 

I grabbed her by the hips, pushing and pulling her back and forth on my cock. Beneath me, Linda was twisting at Sarah's nipples, then bent down to bite into one of them. That was all I needed. When I started to cum, I gripped Linda's hips tightly, thrusting my cock into her pussy as far as it would go, and held her there tightly. 

I could feel my cum shooting into her pussy. The feeling was fantastic as my cock bucked with violent spasms of ecstasy. The efforts weren't lost on Linda. She released Sarah's nipple from her mouth and let out a deep moan. 

"Oh, fuck!" Linda gasped. One of her hands found its way between her legs to rub her clit as I finished pumping my cum into her. When I thought I'd finished with my orgasm, Linda's pussy began to spasm around my cock. I knew she was cumming, too. 

In the post-orgasmic state, my cock was ultra-sensitive. Instinctively, I tried to withdraw my cock from Linda's pussy, but Linda wasn't finished cumming. Feeling my cock slipping from her pussy, she took her hand from her clit and grabbed my dangling balls tightly, pulling them back toward her and forcing my cock back into her pussy. 

Now, with her hand gripping my balls, she still managed to massage her clit and keep me from pulling out of her pussy by rubbing my scrotum around on her clit. This feeling sent me into a second orgasm, a feeling I'd never experienced before. Even though I doubt my balls produced as much cum as the first one, this orgasm was much more intense than the first one, probably because my cock was so sensitive. 

Linda continued to ride my cock for a few more seconds before she finished cumming. After letting go of my balls, she slipped her pussy off my cock, then turned to sit on the bed beside Sarah. 

"That was pretty good," She smiled. "You don't have a very big dick, but you can still satisfy a woman if you do it right." 

"Thanks," I stood and grabbed my clothes. "Should we dress her before we go?" 

"Fuck her," Linda said. 

I just shrugged my shoulders and put my clothes on. Again, I'd been in a stranger situation than I'd ever thought possible. This one had ended with me fucking Linda, which I think is as good of an outcome as anyone can hope for.



One Thing Leads to Another Ch. 06



The following morning, I got up and set about my day like any other routine day. I had slept in and had managed to sleep through several text messages. I read through them. They were all from Sarah, asking me to come over. She wanted to talk to me about something. I figured she would be hung-over this morning after being drunk and passed out. 

I ignored the messages, took a shower, and got dressed. The last thing I wanted to do was deal with Sarah first thing in the morning, especially after the previous night's events. I'm sure she had some questions about the previous night's events and probably wanted to know how she'd ended up naked in her own bed. With the questions she was bound to have, I wanted to avoid the conversation as long as I could. 

Then, my phone rang. Before answering it, I looked at who it was from. It was from Linda's number, but I still didn't answer it. It could have been Sarah calling from Linda's phone. I waited for the voicemail to pick it up, then listened to the message. It was from Linda. She said, "Hey, call me back when you get a chance, or come over. Sarah is threatening to send your pictures to Tiffany unless you tell her what happened last night. I haven't said anything to her yet, but that bitch is pissing me off." 

After listening to the message, I was worried. The last thing I wanted to do was have Sarah send those pictures to Tiffany. And I also didn't feel like dealing with Sarah. What was I going to tell her about last night, if she asked? What did she know? 

I dialed Linda's number. She answered on the first ring and didn't wait for any greetings. "You'd better come talk to this bitch. She's pissing me off," she said, hanging up before I had a chance to say anything.

I walked next door. The front door was open, so I didn't bother ringing the doorbell and walked right in. 

Linda was leaning her back against the breakfast bar. She was fully dressed in a set of workout clothes, with a pair of skin-tight shorts and a sports bra. With her hair pulled back and only light makeup, she looked like she was ready to go work out. 

"What's going on?" I asked, approaching her in the kitchen. 

Looking into the living room, I saw Melissa lying on the couch, flipping channels on the TV with the sound turned off. Melissa looked at me and grinned, shaking her head, giving me a small wave. I waved back. If I wasn't so stressed out by Sarah's text messages and Linda's voicemail, I would have taken the time to admire the view of Melissa on the couch. She was as hot as ever, wearing only a T-shirt covering her from her shoulders to the tops of her thighs with the bottom of her panties peeking out the bottom of the T-shirt. 

Before Linda could answer, Sarah stormed into the room, barefooted and with a towel wrapped around her. She looked like she was fresh from the shower and hadn't yet had the chance to apply makeup to her face. 

"What happened last night?" Sarah demanded. Coming to a stop about a foot from me, Sarah leered at me, crossing her arms over her chest. She looked piping mad.

"What do you...?" I tried to answer.

"You know what I mean," She interrupted. "Don't play dumb with me!"

"I don't know what you're..." I couldn't finish again.

"Where are the pictures?" Sarah asked.

"Pictures?" I tried playing dumb. Glancing over at the couch, Melissa had a grin on her face. I wondered whether she was pleased with my predicament or if she was happy Sarah was so pissed. She had her legs extended and crossed at the ankles, shaking her foot back and forth like a happy dog wagging its tail. 

"Linda said you took pictures!"

I looked over my shoulder to Linda for help. 

"I don't know why you make a big deal out of it," Linda offered. Sarah started to talk again, but Linda interrupted. "You take all kinds of pictures of others, right? And you've been threatening to send pictures of Steve to Tiffany since the day I met him."

Sarah grimaced, shaking her head. For the first time, I think she was trying to figure out what she should say. Without warning, Sarah stormed off down the hall. 

"You should just tell her," Linda said with Sarah out of the room. "She deserves whatever she gets. She's mean to everybody." 

"I'd rather not deal with it," I shook my head. "She's already threatened to send the pictures of me to Tiffany."

"I don't know what you're so scared of," Linda argued. "It's not like you're ever going to hit on Tiffany anyway. And if you do, well..." 

I knew what she meant. Tiffany would find out about my small cock if I ever did anything about the crush Tiffany had on me. 

With Sarah out of the room, Melissa sprang from the couch and joined Linda and me in our discussion. 

"What happened last night?" She asked. "What kind of pictures was she talking about?"

"Steve here got a bunch of Sarah while she was passed out," Linda answered. 

"Like what?" Melissa wanted more details. 

"You name it, he got it."

"What?" Melissa laughed, then turned to me. "You naughty boy!" 

Linda spent a few minutes filling Melissa in on some of the details of what happened the previous night. Fortunately, she seemed to have forgotten the part about me putting my cum in Sarah's mouth after I jerked off on her. I was glad she left that part out. Linda also left the part out where I fucked Linda in Sarah's room. 

In her telling of the previous night's events, Linda focused on the details of the photography session, including Linda having me take my clothes off and her taking pictures of my small cock near Sarah's face. I was glad Linda was leaving out a lot of the details. If Sarah found out, she would really be pissed. 

Linda's explanation went on for several minutes with Melissa anxiously listening, smiling and nodding her head like one of those bobblehead dolls. She abruptly stopped talking when Sarah stormed back into the room, still dressed in the same way, which as far as I could tell was only a towel. 

"What? Are you telling her about last night?" Sarah demanded.

"None of your damned business," Linda said without emotion. 

"It doesn't matter," Sarah grinned smugly, crossing her arms over her chest. "Whatever you did, you're going to regret it." Her comment was directed at me.

"What are you going to do that you haven't already done?" Linda asked. 

"I already did it," she smiled at me triumphantly, not taking her eyes me as she said, "I e-mailed a few compromising photos to Tiffany!" 

"You didn't!" I couldn't believe it.

"Oh, yes, I did!" Sarah beamed. "How do you like that?"

"That's just mean!" Melissa shook her head. 

"Tell me you're lying, you bitch!" Linda said. Linda seemed like she was losing her temper. One thing I was beginning to realize was that Linda was someone who would take up for her friends, even me, when she felt like someone was being done wrong. She was also quick to take out her anger and frustration on Sarah, who was abundantly deserving. "You'd better be fucking lying."

"Or what?" Sarah challenged. "What are you going to do..."

Before Sarah could finish her sentence, Linda's hand reached out fast, like a snake striking, grabbing a big fist full of Sarah's hair in the back of her head. 

"Ow!" Sarah squealed, reaching back with both hands to try to pry her hair out of Linda's strong grip, but it was no use. Linda was too strong for Sarah. "Let go!" she pleaded. 

Melissa placed her hand across my chest as we both backed away from the fight that appeared to be brewing in front of us. 

Sarah's towel began to loosen and fall, forcing Sarah to let go of her hair with one hand to catch the falling towel. Sarah held her arm across her chest, holding the towel in place in front of her breasts. I could see now that Sarah was wearing a pair of pink cotton panties. 

"You're just mean," Linda said again, pulling on Sarah's hair, forcing her head back. 

"Ow! Damn it!" Sarah had no choice but to reach back and grab Linda's hand to try to take some of the pressure off of her hair. The towel fell to the floor, exposing Sarah's naked tits to the three of us. 

Melissa bent over, picked up the towel, and tossed it over the back of the couch before stepping back next to me again. 

The reality of what happened was sinking in. Sarah had said she sent some pictures to Tiffany, which meant she was finally going to know about my small cock. My stomach was turning with the thought of the impending embarrassment. One thing was good, though. Linda was taking out her anger on a very deserving Sarah. 

"What should I do with you?" Linda said, moving in close behind Sarah. Linda reached up and pinched one of Sarah's exposed nipples. By the grunt Sarah let slip from her lips, I could tell Linda was inflicting some severe pain. "Tiffany's going to be home in an hour or so. When she gets here, she's going to get those pictures. Do you realize what that means?"

"She's going to find out about Steve's little cock," Sarah tried to laugh, but Linda clamped down in her nipple again with her fingers. "And she's going to be devastated. Did you bother to think it through?" Linda asked.

"I don't give a fuck," Sarah grimaced. "You should have thought about that last night."

"That's it," Linda said. "This didn't start last night, but it ends now." 

"You can't stop me from doing what I want," Sarah disagreed.

Linda didn't like that response. She gripped Sarah's hair, pushing her to the ground while Linda towered over her.

"I might not be able to stop you from doing what you want to do, but I'm going to make you sorry you did what you did, bitch." 

Linda had Sarah on the floor face down, pressing her head against the floor. Sarah struggled to loosen Linda's grip on her hair, but was unsuccessful. Sarah continued to struggle. With her head pressed to the floor, she still managed to push up onto her knees, making her butt rise up in the air. Despite this limited amount of control, Sarah was still struggling.

Linda used her own knee to hold Sarah's hair to the floor while she reached around Sarah's upraised ass and started smacking it as hard as she could, but she was in the wrong position to cause any appreciable pain. 

After a few swats, Linda turned to me and said, "Help me out. Smack her ass hard enough to make her sorry."

I hesitated for about a second before I realized any damage Sarah could do to me had already been done. If she'd sent the pictures of my cock to Tiffany, she didn't have anything left to hold over me, which meant she'd lost any control over me. 

I quickly moved around behind Sarah. Getting on my knees myself, I tugged Sarah's panties down, even though I hadn't been told to do that. Linda looked at me with a little surprise on her face.

"I don't see why she should have her panties in the way when I spank her," I said before anyone could ask me what I was doing. 

Sarah tried to squirm out of the way as I tugged her panties down to her knees. I considered pulling them off completely, but realized that if I left them on her down at her knees, I could put my own knee down in the crotch of her panties and use them to restrain her even more. With my knee in her panties, Sarah was completely immobilized. 

I didn't wait for Linda to instruct me any further. I hauled my hand back and smacked Sarah's ass so hard, it made my hand sting in pain. Sarah responded with a loud yelp. 

"I swear to God, Steve, when I get up, you're going to be sorry!" Sarah practically screamed. For the first time ever, I detected a sound of helplessness in Sarah's voice. I didn't care in the slightest. I hauled back and smacked her again. This was even harder than the first. I kept smacking her again and again. Each time, Sarah would scream out in pain. 

Melissa was watching intently with a big grin on her face. I made eye contact with Linda, too. She looked like she approved of my forceful spankings. 

I kept smacking Sarah's ass, mostly in the same spot on the same ass cheek, which by now, was bright red. I finally stopped after 15 or 20 slaps, but not because her ass was getting so red. I had to stop because my hand was sore. I really felt like Sarah deserved every bit of what she was getting. 

When I stopped slapping Sarah's ass, I repositioned myself behind Sarah. Linda started to speak, "That should teach you a..." Linda stopped talking when I started smacking Sarah's ass with my other hand. I couldn't be sure, but I think I was able to swing harder with my other hand. This time, I centralized my slaps on her other cheek, but all of these were centralized in the same area, too. 

"Fuck!" Sarah shouted. Her body rocked back and forth with each smack. I made a good 15 to 20 hits on Sarah's ass on that side before my hand got too sore to continue. 

In the process, I realized I had developed a raging hard-on that was pressing uncomfortably against my shorts. My little hard-on was still obvious to Melissa if she cared to look in that direction, but it was so uncomfortable, I couldn't stand it. Without warning, I pushed my shorts down with both hands, letting my little cock spring free.

"Uh-oh!" Linda gasped. 

Melissa grinned at me. "What are you going to do?"

"Nothing," I explained. "My cock got hard and I had to let it out."

"You should do it," Linda suggested. 

I looked down in front of me. Sarah was already in position in front of me. I could see her little slit shining in front of me. 

"You'd better not!" Sarah warned, moving a hand from her head to down between her legs where she was able to cover her pussy sufficiently that I wouldn't have been able to get my cock past her hand. 

Then, I had an idea. I spread her ass cheeks open and looked down between those cheeks. She could easily cover her pussy to bar entry without me having to struggle to get her hand out of the way, but so far, her ass was unguarded. Just the thought of violating her beautiful ass made my cock stiffen even more. 

I made eye contact with Linda. I'm sure I had an inquisitive or uncertain look on my face, but I don't think Linda could have guessed that I was planning on fucking Sarah's ass. When she said, "Do it," I'm pretty sure she was referring to sticking my cock in Sarah's pussy, not her ass, but it didn't matter.

I almost felt sorry for Sarah. Linda had her head pinned down on the ground and with my knees pressing her panties to the floor, she was completely immobilized and in the perfect position to be ravaged by me. 

Not wanting Sarah to realize what I was going to do until it was too late, I pressed my cock against her hand and acted like I was trying to force my cock between her fingers and into her pussy. 

"Don't do it!" Sarah said, almost pleading. If only she knew...

I slipped my cock upward and pressed it against her asshole, which she quickly clenched tightly, keeping me from pushing it inside. 

"Don't you fucking dare!" Sarah pleaded. Her voice was quivering with fear or some other emotion I'd never heard her express. Then it happened. She reached back and managed to grip my scrotum firmly in her hand, squeezing her nails into my delicate skin and squeezing my balls tightly, even more than when she'd made me pull my underwear down in front of her and all the other girls. 

The pain was unbearable. I tried to pull back out of her reach, but it was useless to try. She had a good grip and was showing no sign of letting go any time soon. I had an idea. I don't know how I managed to think of anything at all with all that pain, but I realized her hand couldn't grip my balls and guard her pussy at the same time. 

Even in the excruciating pain, I thrust my cock into her pussy before Sarah could react. My little cock pushed into her pussy, not so easily at first, but all the lubricant from my pre-cum helped it work its way in after a few seconds. 

Sarah gripped my balls hard. I could swear I was seeing stars. I pulled my cock out of her pussy, but I couldn't pull back very far with her gripping my cock as hard as she was. I couldn't think of anything else to do but push my cock back in her pussy. I started fucking her. To say it was a rhythmic action would be to exaggerate and to give myself too much credit, but I did manage to push in and out of her pussy in a sporadic fashion. The pain in my balls had me flailing about, but I managed to maintain an erection and continued to move around. 

I could feel my eyes watering and I couldn't believe the amount of pain I was in. I couldn't think of anything else to do but grab Sarah by her hips and continue to fuck her as best I could. 

I managed to make eye contact with both Melissa and Linda. I don't think either of them could believe I was fucking Sarah right there in front of them and I bet it was a bonus to both of them that both Sarah and I were in some severe pain and discomfort. 

I had to come to a near complete stop when Sarah changed her tactic and pulled on my scrotum, pulling it toward her. This made the pain even worse.

"Fuck!" I shouted, slumping forward onto Sarah's back. I closed my eyes tightly and didn't open them again until I heard a loud slap. I opened my eyes to see what it was. Linda had slapped Sarah hard in the face.

"Let go!" Linda demanded. Sarah didn't loosen her grip in the least. Smack! Linda slapped her face again. "I said let go!" This time, Sarah loosened her grip and let go of my aching nutsack. 

I was still in excruciating pain and I felt like I might even throw up, but I somehow managed to maintain an erection. I still had my grip on Sarah's hips. I pulled her ass cheeks apart and pressed my cock's head against her asshole and pushed as hard as I could. 

Sarah tightened her asshole as tight as she could, effectively keeping me from entering her ass. Then, she reached up to grip my balls again, but when she did, Linda slapped her before she could get her hand around my balls again. At the same time, she relaxed her sphincter and I pushed as hard as I could, pressing my little cock into her relaxed asshole. 

"Mother fucker!" Sarah yelled. "Damn it!" 

"I can't believe it!" Linda exclaimed triumphantly. "Is your cock in her ass?" 

Melissa bent forward and looked at my cock pumping in and out of Sarah's asshole. "Holy shit! He's fucking her ass!" 

With Sarah's hand off my balls and the pain slowly subsiding, I was able to fuck her rhythmically now. My eyes were still watery and I'm sure I must have looked like I was about to pass out. I sure felt like it. 

Melissa didn't back away and she didn't stand back up. She stood there, bent over with her hands on her knees, watching me fuck Sarah in the ass. The expressions on Melissa's face changed several times as she watched, taking it all in. At first, she gritted her teeth, appreciating the pain Sarah must have felt by having me enter her ass and the pain my balls were in. Then, she looked like she was really enjoying the show. She even bent over closer and pushed Sarah's ass cheeks apart to get a better view.

Linda loosened her grip on Sarah's hair. As soon as she did, Sarah started trying to wiggle free, but with Linda on one end and me on the other, she couldn't move very quickly. 

Linda quickly tightened her grip and slapped Sarah across the face again. "Stay put!" 

"Okay, okay!" Sarah pleaded. 

Linda loosened her grip again. This time, Sarah stayed put. I continued to fuck Sarah's ass, now with even more vigor. The pain was starting to subside from my balls a little bit, but I still felt a pain in my stomach. 

Surprisingly, Sarah started to rock back and forth with my cock in her ass. 

"You'd better enjoy it!" Sarah said, although I have no idea what she might have had in mind at that point. I figured she'd already done her worst. "I've never had a cock in my ass before," she admitted.

"Really?" Linda sounded surprised, but I don't know what's so surprising. I would think there are a lot of girls who never had cocks in their asses before. "Well, now you know what it's like. 




One Thing Leads to Another Ch. 06



For some reason, knowing she'd never had a cock in her ass made fucking her even hotter. Also, having Linda and Melissa watching me fuck Sarah in the ass was driving me over the top. I was about to cum and it was going to be a good load. 

I could feel my sore balls tightening up. I started fucking Sarah harder and faster. At the same time, I gripped her hips tighter, sinking my nails into her skin. 

"Ow, fuck!" Sarah complained. "I'm glad you don't have a bigger cock. This would really be hurting." 

I kept slamming my cock into her, feeling and hearing my pelvis slap against her ass with each thrust. 

Then, I started to cum. On the last thrust, I withdrew a little too far and pulled my cock all the way out of her ass, just in time to start to spew cum onto Sarah's back.

"Ungh! Fuck!" I grunted involuntarily as a stream of cum shot from my cock onto Sarah's back. The first shot was a single thick strand that extended most of the length of her back, making almost an S-shape starting at her shoulder blade and ending in the center of the small of her back.

"Unnnh!" I grunted again, shooting some a few more small strands onto her reddened ass. When I'd finished cumming, I milked the remainder of my cum out onto her ass, squeezing every little drop onto her red skin. 

Having finished, I sat back, resting my ass on the heels of my feet. 

With her torture complete, Sarah wiggled loose from my grip and Linda's. Sarah rubbed her scalp with one hand as she sat up on her knees, rotating at the hips to look at her reddened ass. 

Sarah turned to face me. "Oh, my God," she said. "Look at what you did to my ass!"

Surprisingly, he didn't seem very upset for having her ass raped or for having me shoot cum all over her back. 

"I think that's going to bruise," she added. 

I guess the fucking and the spanking and hair-pulling mellowed her out. Then, her modesty got the best of her. Without warning, Sarah left the room again, presumably to go clean up. 

"What's going to happen now?" I asked Linda.

"Like what?" Linda asked in return. "She's probably going to try something else to get us back, but I wouldn't worry if I was you. I'd be more concerned with what Tiffany is going to think of your pictures." 

"Yeah, that sucks." I said. Linda went into the living room and sat on the couch. 

"Are you okay?" Melissa asked, looking down at my balls. 

"I think so," I lifted my cock up and examined my nutsack. "Holy shit!" I could see some serious indentations in my skin where Sarah's fingernails had dug into my skin. 

"Let me see," Melissa said. I stood up on wobbly legs to let her get a closer look. "That looks really bad." She took Sarah's towel, laid it out on the couch and had me sit down next to Linda with my shorts off. She went into the kitchen and returned with a cold washcloth. 

Melissa got down on her knees in front of me and had me spread my legs. First, she ran the washcloth over my cock and balls, handling them gently as she cleaned them. The cold washcloth felt good on my sore balls. After she finished cleaning my balls, she left the washcloth on my balls like a cold compress. 

Strangely, I didn't feel embarrassed to have my little cock out in the open around Linda or Melissa this time. 

Melissa got up from her knees, then plopped down next to me on the couch. I was seated between Linda and Melissa. When Linda started flipping through channels on the TV, Melissa pushed the washcloth off my cock and casually started playing with my cock. 

Not surprisingly, I got hard rather quickly again. 

Linda looked over at my stiffening cock, then smiled at me. "You're turning out to be a lot more fun every day."



One Thing Leads to Another Ch. 07



After the last incident, I decided to lay low for a while. The reality of what had happened really hit me. I had pretty much raped Sarah while Melissa and Linda watched. Everything I did that day was so uncharacteristic of me. Sarah had pushed me so far with everything she'd done to me, but I know that's no excuse for what I did to her in return. 

Besides my remorse, my balls were also really sore from the way Sarah had gripped them and pulled on them. For more than a day after the incident, they were swollen and discolored. I kept a cold compress on my balls for nearly two days and the swelling finally went down, but four days later, Sarah's claw marks were still a dark purple. 

Even if I had the courage to go over there and deal with the girls, my balls were too sore for me to risk doing anything with them. Those girls, especially Sarah, had a way of making me end up naked somehow or another and on two separate occasions, Sarah had tortured my balls and left me in some serious pain. 

Not only that, but the things they did to me were really embarrassing. It all started with Melissa giving me that massage and finding out how small my cock is. Then, I came in her hand and she made me jerk off for her and for Sarah. That was just the beginning. After that, they stripped me naked in my own living room so they could show my little cock to Linda and April. Then there was the strip basketball game. 

This latest incident was the worst one yet. Sarah said she'd sent some of those compromising pictures to Tiffany, who had a crush on me. I'm sure after seeing those pictures, there was no way she was going to want to have anything to do with me. I had no desire to face her. Doing so would be so embarrassing. She'd probably laugh right in my face. 

For four days after that incident, I stayed in the house and didn't go outside at all, not even to get the mail. My phone rang and the girls kept leaving me voicemails, including Sarah, Melissa, Linda, and even April. They also sent me more than a dozen texts a day, but I deleted them all without listening to the voicemails or reading the texts. I didn't want to be tempted to deal with them and end up doing something stupid or being the butt of one of their mean jokes about my cock. 

Sarah was the meanest. Not only did she laugh at my little cock and make fun of it repeatedly, but she squeezed my balls to the point that I practically passed out, not just this last time, but when she was trying to get me to show my little cock to her friends. 

Melissa was a little mean, too. She wasn't nearly as bad as Sarah, but she liked making fun of my cock. She even admitted to me and everyone else that she got turned on by making me embarrassed. That wouldn't be so bad if she didn't like to do it in front of her friends at my expense. 

April wasn't so bad, I guess. With her tiny tits, she was in kind of the same boat as me. She never really was mean to me, I guess, so I decided not to hold anything against her. 

Linda was really the only one of the bunch who ever took up for me. And now that I think of it, she did it all the time. She never made fun of me and she always took a neutral side or stood up for me when I was being too much of a pussy to take up for myself. Maybe I shouldn't have ignored her calls or texts. It didn't matter now, she'd stopped calling on the second day. 

Then there was Tiffany, a beautiful girl that would have been any man's dream. She was nothing like any of the other girls. Where they were party animals and socialites, she was quiet and reserved. She also had that girl next door appeal, while at the same time, she looked like she could be a glamour model. Whenever she talked to me, she seemed like she was happy to see me and a little shy. That always struck me as odd, though. As pretty as she was and as friendly as she was, I figured she would have had guys fighting for her all the time. I'm sure she can't go anywhere without a dozen guys hitting on her. That made me wonder what she could see in me. 

Here it was five days after that last incident and I was sitting in my living room with only a shirt on, sitting on a towel and watching TV by myself. 

The doorbell rang. I had no intention of answering it, but I thought it would be in my best interest to see who was there. I peeped through the peephole and was shocked to see a cop standing there. Fuck! Sarah must have gone to the police. I started to panic. 

I ran back into the living room, then froze in place as the doorbell rang again. I pulled on a pair of shorts and realized delaying the inevitable wouldn't help me. I had to face up to the trouble I was in. 

I opened the door.

"Steve?" the policeman asked. 

"Yeah," I answered. "That's me."

"Do you mind if I come in?" 

"Uh, sure," I opened the door and let him in. 

"Sorry to disturb you, but I got a call from one of your neighbors."

"Yeah?" 

"A miss Linda..." and he said her last name, but I couldn't make it out. It sounded like it stated with a V and ended with a Z, but I couldn't make out what he said in between. "Do you know who I'm talking about?"

"Linda? Yes. I know her." Why would Linda call the cops on me? I didn't ask it out loud, but he must have known what I was thinking. 

"She said she hasn't seen you in several days and that your car was home."

"Yeah?" What the hell was he getting at?

"She said you'd been injured and she was worried something might have happened to you."

"Oh?" Now, I get it. Linda had sent the cops to see if I was okay. "I'm fine now." 

"That's good to hear. I suggest you call your neighbors and tell them you're okay." 

"I'll do that," I said. We exchanged a few pleasantries before the policeman left. As I was opening the door to let him out of the house, I was startled to see Sarah standing in front of my door. Shit! What did she want? She had a bruise on the side of her face, which she obviously tried to cover with make-up. 

Seeing that bruise on her face, although that was Linda's work, not mine, made me that much more worried she would say something to the policeman, but Sarah only smiled politely as the policeman left, like she had no interest whatsoever in talking to him, then rushed to the door before I could close it.

"Can I come in?" Sarah asked. 

"I don't think now is a good time," I said.

"Please? I just want to talk to you," Sarah pleaded. "I'll only take a few minutes and I'll leave when you ask me to leave."

"No, I'd better not..." I started closing the door. 

"I just wanted to apologize," Sarah said quickly before I got the door closed completely. 

"What?" I opened the door again, certain this was another trap. 

"Please, let me come in for just a minute. I need to apologize properly."

"Really?" I was incredulous. I opened the door and let her in. "Would you like to have a seat?" 

"No," Sarah smiled painfully and giggled a little. "It's still hard for me to sit down. Check it out." She turned around and lifted her skirt slightly, not enough for me to see anything at all. "Go ahead, lift it up." 

I gripped the bottom of her skirt with my hands and pulled her skirt up to her waist. She wasn't wearing anything at all under the skirt. Her ass was bruised on both cheeks from where I had been hitting her. Even after five days from the time I'd beaten her ass with my hands, there were no signs of healing. 

"Wow," I was regretful for having done that to her. "Did I do all that?" I asked.

"And more," she nodded, turning slightly to show me her hip where I had clawed my nails into her skin. There were several crescent-shaped bruises where my nails had dug into her skin. "It's worse on the other side," she said, turning around to face me, unashamedly flashing her pussy to me in the process. I never thought of Sarah to be shy, but to show herself naked to me in that way seemed to me to be somewhat submissive for her. Every other time I'd ever seen her, she'd been the one in charge. Now, here she was being submissive in front of me, showing me the bruises I'd inflicted on her. 

I was taking it all in, but I was still remorseful. I squatted down in front of her to get a better look at my claw marks. I ran my fingers across her flesh, feeling the indentations and raised bumps where her skin had bruised and had swollen. None of my marks had broken the skin, but they did leave some deep bruises. 

"It's not going to scar, is it?" I asked.

"I don't think so." Sarah lowered her skirt again, gently smoothing it back in place. 

"I bet some Vitamin E lotion would help a little," I said, although I don't know why I would think that. I guess it might help bruises or something.

"Yeah, well, I don't exactly have anyone to apply it right now," she explained. "Nobody is talking to me. Well, Linda is a little, but she just yells and tells me what a bitch I am."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, but it's true. I, well, that's why I'm here."

"Because Linda sent you?" I asked. 

"No," Sarah lowered her head, unable to look me in the eyes. "I've always been so competitive and the kind of person who always gets her way and when I found out you and Linda had gotten the best of me, I snapped. I just wanted to apologize for the way I treated you and especially for sending those pictures to Tiffany. I didn't think things through."

"I did things I should apologize for, too," I started to explain.

"Yes, you did. And those things are unforgivable. I don't think I'll ever forgive you for those things you did," Now she looked at me angrily, glaring into my eyes. "I can't believe you did that. I don't forgive you and I don't think I ever will, but right now, this is my apology. Maybe some other time, we can get to what you did to me, but for now, I don't want to talk about it." 

"Okay," I said quietly. Wow, that was a bit of a switch. I guess that was about as good as I could have expected it. In a way, I was really glad she didn't say she had enjoyed it or that she had thought about it and that she enjoyed being treated that way. 

"I think that's the worst thing you could have ever done to me," Sarah continued. "Have you ever treated a woman like that before?"

"No," I said. 

"I hope you never do again. That was the worst thing that ever happened to me."

"I'm sorry," I said. 

"I don't ever want to talk about it again. And I don't want to talk about it now." 

Then, there was silence for a few minutes. We stood there looking at one another for what seemed like an hour, but I'm sure it wasn't more than a couple of minutes. 

"I've been doing a lot of thinking for the past few days," Sarah said. "Lying on the couch on my stomach gave me a lot of time to think. Did you know I haven't even been able to wear panties after what you did?"

"I'm sorry," I said. I was starting to get the idea that spanking her and clawing my nails into her was much worse in her mind than having had my cock in her ass without her consent. 

Sarah's mood seemed to change again. She looked down at my crotch and said, "How have you been?" 

"I'm okay," I said. I knew what she was talking about. She meant how she'd clawed at my balls with her nails and squeezed them so painfully. 

"Are you really?" She looked me in the eyes.

"Yeah, I'm okay."

"May I?" She asked, gesturing toward my groin.

I backed away, shaking my head. 

"I understand why you wouldn't want to show me, and I really am sorry. I promise I'll never treat you that way again." 

"Wow, that's really a switch." I was really surprised. 

"I'm sorry I sent those pictures to Tiffany, too."

I lowered my head. I couldn't think of anything to say in response to that. There wasn't anything she could do to make up for that one. 

"I talked to her about that," Sarah said. 

"You did?" I couldn't believe it. "What did you say?" 

"I told her I only did it because I was mad at you." 

"How did she react?" I asked. 

"She... Well, she asked if it was really you." 

"And what did you say?" 

"I told her it was. What else could I say?"

"How did you tell her you got the pictures in the first place?" 

"Actually," Sarah paused, "It never came up." 

"It didn't?" 

"No," Sarah explained. "I guess Tiffany just assumed I'd blackmailed you or tricked you or forced you to give me the pictures somehow." 

"Oh," I wasn't sure how to react to that. 

"She wants to talk to you," Sarah said. 

"I don't think I want to do that," I admitted. "What the hell could I say? I can't imagine how that conversation would go. I think you pretty much ruined that any chance I had with her." 

"No offense, but I didn't see you making a move any time soon anyway," Sarah said. "I'm not trying to be mean, but how long have we lived here now? And you've never said more than hi and bye to her this whole time."

"That's true." I agreed. "I guess I never would have done anything. If I did, she would have found out at some point." 

"Don't be so quick to sell yourself short," Sarah realized the double meaning of her words. "Uh, you know what I mean." 

"I think it's too late for that now." 

Sarah and I talked a while longer. She never did sit down. I don't blame her. Those bruises on her ass looked pretty bad. After talking to her, I did feel a bit better. I just regretted any of it had to happen. Even after Sarah's long talk and her apology, I still didn't have a good feeling about facing Tiffany or any of the other girls. 

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I resumed my everyday life and went about my business, ignoring the girls next door and all their friends. I just didn't feel like facing them. 

One afternoon, I'd just gotten home from work and was unloading groceries into the house. I should have parked in the garage, but it was a mess, so I had to park in front of the house. As I carried groceries into the house, I ran into Tiffany. She saw me before I saw her and I wasn't quick enough to avoid her. 

"Need some help?" Tiffany asked. She looked as good as ever, wearing a low-cut top (as usual) and a little cotton skirt that left little to the imagination. 

"Not really," I said. "Thanks." 

Tiffany was undaunted. As I walked back toward the car, she walked alongside me, her heels clicking every step of the way. When I got to the trunk of the car, she grabbed a handful of bags and followed me into the house, setting the things down on the counter with everything else I'd carried in. 

"You've been avoiding me," Tiffany said as I started putting groceries away in the cupboards and the refrigerator. 

"No, I haven't." I lied. 

"You haven't answered my calls or my texts." She was telling the truth. "You haven't answered the door when I knocked." 

"No, I guess maybe I have been avoiding you." 

"Why?" Tiffany asked, sitting down on the barstool in front of the counter and crossing her legs. Damn, she looked good. 

I shrugged my shoulders. 

"You're not mad at me, are you?" She asked quietly. 

"Why would I be mad at you?" I asked in return. Finished with putting the groceries away, I had no excuse to avoid eye contact with her. 

"This is the first time I've ever been in here," Tiffany said innocently, smiling and looking around the room. "It's nicer than I thought it would be." 

"Really? Why is that?" 

"I don't know," She said, looking around the room. "I thought it would look kind of retro or something, you know?"

"I guess," I had no idea what she was talking about. "Would you like to see the rest of the house?" 

"Sure!" Tiffany hopped up from the stool and straightened her skirt out. 

I led Tiffany around the house, showing her each room. I don't know what interest she would have in the house, but at least we weren't talking about anything embarrassing. 

"Here's where I sleep," I said, pointing into my bedroom. 

"It's nice," Tiffany said, entering the room. Without being invited, she sat on the edge of the bed and crossed her legs again. 

"I guess that's about it for the house," I didn't know what to do. I hadn't expected her to plop herself down on my bed like that. 

Tiffany leaned back on the bed a little, resting her weight on her palms. The movement caused her skirt to rise up a little. I couldn't help directing my attention to her rising skirt. Tiffany couldn't help but notice me looking at her legs. 

"Can I ask you something?" Tiffany asked. 

"What?" I asked in return, afraid of what she might want to ask. 

"Do you like me?" 

"Sure, you're okay," I said. Real smooth, I know. I'm such an idiot. 

"No, I mean..." She paused, gathering her thoughts. "I think I made myself rather obvious around you." 

"Obvious?" I asked. 

"You couldn't possibly miss the hints," Tiffany said. 

"I guess not," I agreed. Even if I had, Melissa and Sarah had both told me that Tiffany had a crush on me. 

"Did I do something wrong?" Tiffany asked.

"Wrong? No," I was feeling uncomfortable talking about this. I sat down next to Tiffany on the bed. 

"Then why didn't you ever ask me out or just try to hang out with me?" 

"I don't know. Maybe I was just shy. Or maybe I figure you're getting hit on all the time by other guys and you'd turn me down." 

"It's okay," Tiffany sat upright again. I felt a shiver run down my spine as Tiffany placed a hand on my knee. "Can I ask you something else?"

"I guess," I said, afraid of what she might ask next. 

"Are those pictures really of you?" 

"If they're the pictures I think you're talking about, then yeah, I think they're of me." Shit, that was the subject I was hoping she wouldn't get into. 

"Oh," She said, but she didn't sound disappointed. "I probably don't want to know how Sarah got them, do I?"

"I don't think I'd want to tell you," I felt my face flush red with embarrassment knowing Tiffany knew how small my cock was, and I didn't even know which pictures Sarah had sent her, but I'm sure, knowing Sarah, the pictures must have been the most compromising. She had so many to choose from, including some where she's holding a ruler up to my cock to measure it. There were also the ones where Sarah had her face next to my cock, making fun of it. I didn't want to know which ones Tiffany had seen. And, I didn't really want to talk about it. 

"I can understand that," Tiffany said. "I know how manipulative Sarah can be. The other girls can be almost as bad whenever she's around, too."

"Yeah, that's true," I said, wishing she would change the subject. 

"Can I see?" Tiffany asked. 

"See what?" I was horrified. She wanted to see my cock.

"I want to see it," she said quietly. 

"Why?" I asked. "You have pictures."

"I know," Tiffany paused. "I want to see it in person."

"No, I don't know why you..."

"Please?" She pleaded. "I won't make fun of you. I promise." 

I shook my head.

"And..." Tiffany leaned in close, pressing her breasts into my arm, then whispered, "If you do, I'll let you in on a little secret..."

"What kind of secret would be worth..." 

"Believe me," Tiffany interrupted, whispering. "It's worth it." 

"I don't think it's a good idea," I argued. 

"Please?" Tiffany asked. "I may never ask you for anything again. Besides, what do you have to lose?" The fished in her purse and pulled out her smart phone. A few seconds later, she had brought up a picture of me. She zoomed in on the image of my erect cock. "Is this you?" She asked.

"Ugh!" I exclaimed. "Okay, okay, just put it away."

"You'll show me?" Tiffany sounded excited. 

"Yes," I reluctantly agreed. "But on a few conditions. First, no making fun of me. Also, I don't ever want to talk about it again. And, I want you to delete the pictures from your phone and your computer and your e-mail and everywhere else you have them. And delete Sarah's copies, too."

"It's a deal," Tiffany sounded excited. "I'm not sure I can delete every copy Sarah has, but I'll try." 




One Thing Leads to Another Ch. 07



"Okay," said. "Go ahead." I covered my eyes with my hands, then laid back on the bed, leaving my feet on the floor and my pelvis slightly forward directly in front of Tiffany. 

I kept my eyes covered. Tiffany had already seen pictures of my cock, but now I was going to show her in person. Tiffany stood from the bed and straddled one of my legs with both of hers. I felt her skirt drape over my knee and leg. When I felt her hands grip the waistband of my shorts, I raised my butt a little, giving her the ability to slide my shorts down my legs to my ankles. I couldn't believe I was letting her examine my cock like this. 

With my eyes still covered with my hands, I could sense Tiffany's eyes on my small, flaccid cock. I felt my face redden knowing she was staring at my shortcomings, taking in an eyeful of my small cock. 

I felt Tiffany's hand run up and down my outer thigh, then down between my legs. She placed both hands on my inner thighs, spreading my legs apart widely, then ran her hands up the insides of my thighs. 

I shivered again as I felt her fingers gently caressing my balls before running across my cock. Embarrassment or not, my cock started to stiffen, which made me feel more self-conscious. She'd already seen pictures of my cock, but now, she was going to see it's small size in person. 

It didn't take long for my cock to grow to its full length. When it was fully erect, I felt Tiffany gently trace her finger around its shape, causing a small stream of precum to ooze out of the tip of it. With her fingertip, Tiffany drew circles around the head of my cock with the precum. Then, pulled her hand away. I heard a slight smack, which I could only guess was Tiffany tasting my precum. If she'd done that, I was surprised. 

"That's enough," I said, removing my hands from my face and sitting back up on the bed. I reached for my shorts to pull them back up. 

"Wait," Tiffany said, gently gripping my wrists and stopping me from pulling my shorts up. "Are you ready for the secret?" 

"What secret?" I asked. 

Tiffany sat down next to me with my shorts still down around my ankles. She leaned in close to me, running her hand past my stomach and gripping me on the opposite hip, she whispered, "I'm really small, too," She said. 

"What?" I asked as she pulled away enough that I could look into her eyes. I glanced down at her ample cleavage. "No, you're not. That's impossible."

"Not my boobs, silly," She said, maintaining eye contact with me. "Down there," she whispered. 

"What do you mean?" I had no idea what she was talking about. 

"I'm really small down there, too," Tiffany whispered.

"Down there?" I asked. 

"My pussy," She whispered. 

"Really?" I asked. "Aren't girls' pussies generally supposed to be small?" I asked. 

"Not like mine," Tiffany said. 

"I don't know what you mean," I reached for my shorts to try to pull them up, but Tiffany grabbed me by the elbow. 

"I'm trying to explain to you," She said. "Listen to me."

"Okay," I said. "I just don't get it."

"Promise me you'll never tell anyone about this," She said, sounding very seriously. 

"Okay, I promise."

"Since high-school," She explained. "This has really caused me a problem. You know how guys will say a girl is really tight?" 

"Yeah," I nodded my head. 

"It's true with me. The first few times I was with guys, they'd try to enter me, but there was just no way." 

"Okay," I said. 

"I even told my doctor. She thought I had a fairly common condition that a lot of women have where they can't relax their muscles enough to allow someone to penetrate them. I don't have that condition. On further examination, she told me that I'm really small down there."

"Really? I didn't know that was possible. So, you're a virgin?"

"No," Tiffany grinned. "Not exactly. I had a few times where a guy, usually someone smaller, was successful in getting inside me, but an average-sized cock is really, really painful."

"Really?" I couldn't believe it. 

"You know how some girls complain about how a guy does her in the ass and her ass is sore for days?"

"Yeah," I said, thinking of Sarah for a minute. 

"That's how I get in my pussy."

"Wow," I looked down at her skirt unintentionally.

"In fact, I once had a guy do me in both sides and my pussy hurt so bad, I didn't even think about my ass."

"Wow," I said again, still looking at her skirt. 

"The best I ever had was a really small guy. He was about your size." 

"My size?" I asked. "What happened?" 

"The sex was great," She smiled. "We did all kinds of things. The problem was, he was a total asshole."

"But, you've dated several guys, I'm sure. They can't all have had small cocks."

"Ha ha! Sadly, no." 

"What did you do?" 

"What do you mean?" Tiffany asked. 

"When they wanted sex." 

"Oh, that. The way I see it, I had two choices. I'd either go down on them or let them take me from the back." 

"Oh," I said, imagining what that must have been like. "I want to see." I don't know where I go the courage to say that. It just came out. 

"You don't believe me?" 

"I do, but..."

"I understand," Tiffany said. "It's only fair. You did show me yours, didn't you?"

I nodded my head. 

"Okay, but I have to admit something else to you, too."

"Okay."

"I've never, ever let anyone see, other than my doctor, of course."

"Not even your boyfriends?"

"Not even them." 

"Wow," I said. 

Tiffany scooted back on the bed, laying her head down on one of my pillows. She pulled another pillow from beneath the blanket and covered her face with it. I guess she was shy like me. Next, she raised her knees up in the air, placing the heels of her feet down on the blanket. As she did, her skirt rode up a little, exposing the crotch of her panties to me for the first time. I was a little surprised to see a wet spot had formed in the center of her cotton panties. 

I kicked my shorts the rest of the way off and kicked my shoes off along with them, then positioned myself in front of her, sitting down on my knees between her legs. My knees were only a few inches from the hem of her skirt as I leaned forward, pushing her skirt up to her waist, exposing her panties to me. 

I reached for her waist and tugged down on the waistband. Tiffany responded by raising her ass in the air enough to allow me to pull her panties down. She lowered her ass back down on the bed, then lifted her feet from the bed, allowing me to pull her panties all the way off of her. I threw them on the floor beside the bed. 

Tiffany placed her feet back down on the bed on each side of my legs. Her skirt had fallen back down over her crotch, modestly covering everything except the crack of her ass. She looked like she was trembling slightly. I understood the feeling. She must have felt like I did when I was exposing myself to her. 

I reached down and gently tugged the skirt back up to her waist. As I did so, I saw a noticeable shiver throughout her whole body. I couldn't help but smile as I pushed her legs open slightly, giving me my first view of her naked pussy. 

She was right, her pussy did look slightly small on her frame, but I expected she'd exaggerated, at least a little. I placed a hand on each knee and pushed her legs open wide, then ran the palms of my hands up her inner thighs all the way from her knees to the creases on her inner thighs where her legs met her groin. 

Her pussy was neatly trimmed with a tiny triangle-shaped patch of hair on her pubic mound. Her hair was trimmed perfectly, leaving a half-inch gap from the hood of her clitoris to where the hair began. 

I traced my thumbs along the insides of her thighs, running them upward and outward toward her hips. Tiffany squirmed beneath me. I gripped her thigh with one hand, then used the tip of one finger to trace an outline around Tiffany's pubic hair, sending shivers down her back again. 

I was enjoying the feeling I got watching her squirm at my touch. Next, I ran my finger down and around both sides of her pussy, then slid my finger from the crack of her ass up the slit of her pussy to the hood of her clit. 

With both thumbs, I gently pressed her pussy open at the top, giving me an unobstructed view of her clit. Tiffany's inner lips barely poked out of her moistened slit. Her clitoris on the other hand, was swollen and large in stark contrast to her tiny hole. 

I ran my finger along Tiffany's awaiting slit. When I tried to push my finger inside her, it wouldn't go. It felt like Tiffany was flexing her muscles and keeping my finger out. 

I withdrew my finger and returned my palms to her inner thighs and applied pressure to both sides of her pussy, causing it to open slightly and exposing her swollen clit. 

I lowered my head to her pussy, first pressing my lips against the top of her clitoral hood then, my tongue slowly pressed against her clit and I licked it gently with my tongue. 

Without warning, Tiffany's legs clamped shut around my head as one hand covered her pussy and the other pressed against my forehead, forcing my face away from her pussy.

"What are you doing!" She said more than a question. 

I backed away as soon as her legs let go of my head. 

"I'm sorry," I said. "I shouldn't have done that." I reached for my shorts on the floor, then stood and pulled them on. 

At the same time, Tiffany sat up on the bed, pressing her skirt back down over her pussy and looked around. 

"Where are my panties?" She asked. 

"Over there," I said, not making eye contact with her.

"I'm really sorry," I said. "I thought..."

"Oh, my God!" Tiffany said. 

Fuck! I thought. I'd really misjudged the signals there. 

"No, wait," Tiffany said, sitting up on her knees on the bed. "I... You didn't do anything wrong," she explained. "Come here." 

I sat down next to Tiffany on the bed. 

"I didn't mean to react that way. I'm sorry," She gripped my arm with both of hers. "That was so intense, I over-reacted."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"When your mouth touched my clit, it was like a shockwave ran through my body. It was great. I shouldn't have reacted that way."

"I shouldn't have done it," I said. 

"No, it's okay," Tiffany apologized. "I've never let a guy go down on me, either."

"What?" I couldn't believe it. "Maybe this isn't the right thing."

"I think this could be the right thing," She explained. "Maybe we're just taking it a little too fast is all." 

"I think you're right," I said. "Everything seems to move this way with you and your friends."

"How about a date first?" Tiffany offered.

"Sure," I agreed. 

"Now?" She asked.

"Uh, I guess?" 

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We both got up from the bed. Tiffany grabbed her purse and I grabbed my wallet before we headed out the door. We had no plan in mind when we left the house. When I opened the car door for Tiffany, I realized she hadn't put her panties back on as she climbed into the car. 

After I got in the car, started it, and drove off, Tiffany grabbed my hand in both of hers and held it in her lap. With my hand in her lap, she played with my fingers, making it hard for me to forget that she had no panties on underneath her skirt. 

We decided on a restaurant and as we sat and ate, we talked about ourselves and I realized Tiffany was a lot more than just a beautiful girl. She was funny and interesting, and, of course, I couldn't forget that she wasn't wearing any panties. 

On the way home, she gripped my hand in her lap again. About halfway home, she lifted her skirt a little, then pressed my hand down between her thighs. Though she had her legs closed tightly on my hand, I could feel the smooth slipperiness of her pussy next to my pinky finger. As I drove, I moved my pinky finger what little I could to press it up against her slippery slit. 

When we got home, we walked into the house holding hands. 

"That was a good date," I said, facing Tiffany. "Do you want to come in for a while?"

"Sure," Tiffany said, walking with me to the living room. 

Before we had a chance to sit down, I pulled Tiffany close to me, pressing my lips to hers as our mouths made contact for the first time. Our tongues tangled with one another. I tasted her sweet salty saliva as her lips parted, allowing me to press my tongue into her mouth. 

I let go of her hand and gripped both of her hips with my hands, pressing my erect cock into her pelvis. 

Tiffany lowered her butt to rest on the arm of the couch. I followed her, not allowing our mouths to part. As her butt rested on the arm of the couch, I slid my hands up her outer thighs, pushing her skirt up as they went, leaving her pussy exposed to me again. 

I gently pressed on Tiffany's shoulder, pushing her back down onto the couch in an unusual position, with her ass resting on the arm of the couch and her back on the seat of the couch with her legs dangling over the side. Tiffany didn't complain about this awkward position as I towered over her. 

I placed my hands on her knees, then pressed my lips against one knee and kissed a trail up her inner thigh until I got to her pelvis, then kissed a circle all the way around her little pussy. 

I slid my hands up her outer thighs from underneath her, getting down on my knees in front of her with her thighs resting on my shoulders. I kissed around her inner thighs, taking my time to circle her pussy with my mouth a few times before I finally made contact with her pussy again. 

My mouth parted as I covered her entire pussy with my mouth, licking her slit from bottom to top, then resting my tongue just under the hood of her clit. I closed my mouth over her pussy, sucking in as I did. 

Tiffany shivered in delight, reaching down to grip my head gently with both hands. I could hear her breathing had deepened and had become faster. 

With my mouth closed over her pussy, I lapped at Tiffany's clit with my tongue, maintaining suction over her pussy as I did so. 

"Oh, my God!" She said. Her clit was a hard little nub that appeared to stiffen even more as I lapped at her pussy. "That's incredible," she said, breathlessly as her hands gripped at my head. 

I ran my hands up her sides and to her breasts, where I caressed her breasts through her shirt and her bra. Tiffany removed her hands from my head long enough to tug her shirt and bra up in one motion, exposing her tits to me for the first time. 

With my face firmly in place on her pussy, I looked down on her to see her beautiful orbs in front of me. My hands circled her breasts as I sucked at her pussy. Then, I gripped her nipples in each hand, gently pinching them and rolling them around in my grip. 

I continued to lap at Tiffany's pussy for several minutes, playing with her big tits at the same time. Tiffany's legs closed slightly and her hands gripped down on my head slightly as her body began to shiver and quake with an orgasm. 

"Oh!" She moaned so loud, I was sure the neighbors could hear. "Oh, my God!" She called out again, bucking her hips against my face, smearing her pussy into my face so hard that I had trouble keeping my mouth on her clit. "That's so fucking good!" She exclaimed. 

With my fingers, I clamped down on her tits hard as I pressed my face into her pussy, flicking my tongue up and down her slit, then rubbing the tip of my tongue around her clit in tiny circles. 

Then, her body stopped moving for a second before she started convulsing beneath me in what must have been an even stronger orgasm. This time, her body shivered beneath me, but she kept her pelvis in place, allowing me to focus on her clit with my tongue as I flicked it up and down on her pussy. 

Finally, she stopped moving and was breathing heavily. I pulled my mouth away from her pussy and stood. When I did so, she sat up quickly, her expression looking satisfied, but dazed. 

Tiffany turned around on the couch with her knees on the cushions and her elbows over the back of the couch. 

"Come on," she said, waving her hand at me as she flipped her skirt up and over her ass. 

I dropped my shorts while she peeled off her top and bra. 

Tiffany looked back over her shoulder. When her eyes made contact with my cock, she said, "Wait, not like this," Then turned around and laid down on the floor, spreading her legs in front of me. 

I figure she must have intended to take me in the ass until she remembered how small my cock is, then decided to take me in her pussy. 

With my shirt and shoes still on, I climbed on top of Tiffany, pressing my body against hers. 

Our mouths met. Our tongues swirled together. 

"I can taste myself on your lips," Tiffany interrupted the kiss, "I've never tasted myself before." 

I continued to kiss her, then aligned my cock with her pussy, first sliding my cock up and down the length of her pussy before finally pressing the head of my cock into Tiffany's narrow hole. Tiffany stopped kissing me as I pressed the head of my cock into her pussy. I could feel her pussy loosen slightly as she relaxed her muscles, allowing me to penetrate her. 

For the first time ever, I was pushing my cock into a pussy with a really tight fit. I took my time pressing my cock into her. Tiffany held her breath and kept her mouth open the whole time. I kept my eyes locked on hers as I slowly penetrated her. 

Then, after the shaft of my cock was fully inside her, I slid my cock out slowly, withdrawing my cock until only the head remained inside her before pushing my cock back inside her again. 

Now, Tiffany started to breath again, loudly inhaling and blowing air into my face. 

"Oh!" She exclaimed. "Your little cock fills my tiny pussy perfectly." 

"You really are tight," I said. 

Tiffany nodded in return. 

I continued to push my cock in and out of her pussy, developing a steady rhythm, careful not to pull my cock out too far, slamming my hips against hers each time I thrust in her.

Tiffany's eyes closed tightly as she breathed heavily through gritted teeth. 

"Are you okay?" I asked. 

"Perfect," she said, returning to her loud breathing. 

"Your pussy is incredible," I said. 

Tiffany raised her feet into the air, shifting her pelvis slightly and opening her pussy up a little more for me. 

"I'm going to cum," she announced.

"Me, too." I was surprised I'd held out that long. 

"Oh, my God!" Tiffany shouted. Her pussy gripped down on my cock. 

I lowered my head into the crook of her neck and closed my eyes as Tiffany bucked her hips with each of my thrusts. 

Then, I came. I lost all sense of rhythm as I felt my orgasm begin. I could feel my cock bucking inside Tiffany's tight pussy. I continued to pump my cock in and out of her as rhythmically as I could, a difficult task as my cock came into her. 

Finally, I was finished. I started to withdraw my cock from her pussy, but Tiffany gripped my ass with both hands. 

"Leave it in there," She said through labored breath. "I like it there."

"Me, too," I said, resting my weight on my elbows, completely spent from the tense orgasm I'd just had. 

"You're the first person to ever cum inside me," she said. 

I didn't answer. 

Tiffany and I laid together like that for a while before getting up and moving into the bedroom, where we ended up going to sleep in each other's arms. 

In the end, I was glad how things turned out, strange as they were, I think it was all worth it.