3 comments/ 97115 views/ 14 favorites Summer of '59 By: walterio INTRODUCTION Cliff Jennings graduated from high school in June 1959 and he had just celebrated his 18th birthday on June 25th. Cliff would be attending the local community college in the fall and he planned to work during the summer so that he had money for college. Most of Cliff's friends, boys and girls, were going away to college. In fact some of the girls looked down their nose at anyone who was not going to one of the bigger universities or private colleges. Cliff didn't let that bother him as he was self assured and confident that he would be successful. Cliff was a good looking young man. He stood at 6'2" and weighed a muscular 185. His hair was light brown and he had steel blue eyes. He had played varsity sports in high school and his body was chiseled. Cliff was experienced with girls as he had had sex with a couple of them although he found most of them to be teases and a pain in the ass. The girls he did fuck liked his 7+ inch cock. It wasn't huge by any means but clearly above average and it turned some of the girls on. He had applied for a summer job with a company that installed and maintained swimming pools. However as he was waiting to hear back from them he decided to take on small jobs and projects. He would cut lawns, paint or any type of project where someone needed help. He ran one ad in the local paper and he immediately landed some odd jobs. One of those jobs was working for a woman on Saturdays. Peggy Marshall was a divorcee of six years now. At the age of 36 years she was still an attractive woman with a nice figure. Her breasts were never large but she was proud of her firm 34B bust. She had a narrow waist of 23 inches and hips of 36 inches. She had a really nice ass that was very sensitive and she loved to have men play with her bottom and even spank her occasionally. Peggy had shoulder length brown hair and matching brown eyes. She stood at 5'5" tall and weighed a very fit 115 pounds. Peggy had dated the past five years since her divorce. She never had trouble attracting men but she had trouble keeping them. Her somewhat kinky behavior always chased them away after several dates. She didn't get discouraged though and she kept dating and trying to find the right man for her. She had seen the ad in the paper that Cliff had submitted and she called him to see if he would be willing to help her with odd jobs around the house. Cliff immediately accepted and he was starting the next Saturday. CLIFF'S FIRST ODD JOB Cliff arrived at the small but quaint home of Peggy Marshall and after the introductions she showed him around the house and what she had in mind. Peggy was taken with the handsome young man as she had not expected someone so attractive. Cliff had never even thought about sex with an older woman and it wasn't on his mind when he met Peggy either. That day she was dressed in a summer smock that came down below her knees almost to her ankles. It was not a flattering dress and it did not reveal Peggy's charms that were under it. Peggy insisted that Cliff call her by her first name as Mrs. Marshall sounded old. She showed Cliff the attic where they would start their projects. Peggy wanted to clean out the attic and assess her belongings. Some things would be salvaged, some donated and others just tossed in the garbage. Cliff would haul the stuff down out of the attic into the garage where Peggy would sort it out into the three categories. They worked all morning and then Peggy offered to make some lunch. She and Cliff sat on the patio and had a sandwich and a glass of lemonade. They chatted a little but it was mostly Peggy asking Cliff about his future plans. She told him that she was pleased that he was going to college locally and that if she needed his help in the future he would be around town. They finished lunch and then went back to work. Cliff brought a few more things down from the attic and Peggy put them on shelves in the garage. Peggy was standing on a six foot ladder when she asked Cliff to hand her some of the smaller items so she could put them on the top shelf. Cliff handed her an item and then stood by the ladder. As Peggy stretched to place the item on the shelf her smock rode up on her legs baring her shapely calf. Cliff looked at her bare skin and suddenly felt a surge in his loins. He stepped in a little closer and peeked under her skirt. He saw more leg this time up to her thighs and he felt an erection form in his pants. Then he acted as if he were holding the ladder and leaned in even more. This time as he looked up her dress he could see all the way to her panties. Peggy turned to him and asked for another item and Cliff had to move carefully as his cock was hard and pressing against the leg of his pants. Peggy didn't notice his hard-on at the time but she was somewhat suspicious that Cliff had been looking up her dress. She was a little turned on that a young man would be interested in looking up her dress. This time when she took the item from Cliff, she asked him to hold the ladder and then she stepped up one more rung. Cliff leaned in and peeked up her dress and he easily saw her legs and panties. He noticed her nice round ass encased by the panties and his cock throbbed in his pants. This time when Peggy turned back to him she saw the outline of the erection in his pants. She smiled to herself as she was pleased that she could cause this young man to get an erection. This game continued for quite some time before Peggy pushed it to the next level. "Oh my I am so sorry! Look what I have done to you," Peggy said as she made her descent down the ladder. Cliff looked confused but then he realized she was talking about his erection which was clearly visible in his pants. "I am so naughty letting you look up my dress. Only bad girls do that and they get punished when they do such things. I made your thing hard because I was so naughty," Peggy went on. Cliff thought that this was really weird behavior especially for an older woman to be talking like that. He wondered, "What did she mean when she said she should be punished for her behavior." "If my daddy was here he would spank my bottom for being so naughty," Peggy whimpered and then said, "You're not going to spank me, are you?" Cliff realized that this was a game she played and he decided to go along and see how far it would go. He was getting really excited now and his cock was throbbing in his pants. He replied, "You have been a bad girl and I think that you do need a spanking." "Oh no, please don't," she whimpered again and than ran into the house like a little girl running away from her punishment. Cliff followed her into the house and found her in the living room. She was curled up on the sofa and acting as if she was afraid to be punished. "Please don't, don't put me over your lap and spank me," she begged mockingly. Cliff caught on that she was really giving him instructions rather than protesting. He moved over to the sofa and sat in the middle as Peggy cowered in the corner of the sofa. Cliff was starting to like this game and he reached for Peggy. He pulled her over his lap and her body pressed against his erection. "Pleased don't flip my dress up and spank me," Peggy faked again but Cliff did just that. He flipped her dress up baring her legs and her panty covered ass. Cliff stared at her beautiful shapely legs and curvy butt. He then realized just how pretty and shapely Peggy Marshall was. He ran his hands over her legs and panty covered ass and then he spanked her lightly on her bottom. "Oh you mustn't take my panties down and spank me on my bare bottom," she said. Again Cliff did just that. He pulled her panties down to her knees and then he admired her beautiful ass. He ran his hands over her smooth buns and squeezed them gently. His cock was ready to explode and he was fearful that he would cum in his pants if this went on much longer. Cliff began to spank Peggy's bare ass lightly and he liked watching her buttocks jiggle each time he slapped them. Peggy made believe that she was in agony and she began to beg Cliff to stop. Although he had not slapped her ass hard enough to hurt her it was all part of her game. "Oh please stop your hurting me. Please don't hit me anymore I will do what you want. I will let you put your thing in my mouth," Peggy pleaded. Cliff was in disbelief when he heard her. She wanted his cock in her mouth. She was going to blow him. Cliff couldn't move fast enough. He lifted Peggy off his lap and reached for his belt and zipper. He pulled his pants down to his knees and his rock hard 7+ inches bobbed in front of him. Peggy smiled when she saw the impressive cock and she knelt in front of him. Cliff grabbed her head and pulled it toward his cock. Peggy willingly took the cock into her mouth and within seconds she was deep throating him. No girl Cliff had ever been with ever took his entire length into her mouth but Peggy was handling his cock with ease. Peggy was an accomplished cock sucker and Cliff knew that he would not last long at all. She bobbed her head up and down on his cock and ran her tongue around the shaft. She reached down and handled his balls and tickled his perineum. She had Cliff on the verge of one of his biggest ejaculations ever. He could feel the pressure in his scrotum and then it released through his cock. Cliff fired a barrage of cum into Peggy's mouth and he marveled at her as she stayed with it and swallowed every drop. He knew it was one of his biggest discharges ever but Peggy seemed undaunted by it as she sucked and milked his cock dry. She nibbled on his cock head and let it pop out of her mouth with a loud sound. She continued this until Cliff couldn't stand the sensation any longer. He was still hard however and Peggy wanted that youthful cock in her pussy. "Oh look what you've done. You shot your stuff in my mouth. Now behave yourself and go away. Don't even think of putting your thing in my little cunny," Peggy acted out her shame. But Cliff knew that they weren't done and he pushed Peggy back on the floor and crawled between her legs. He was surprised to see her pussy so well trimmed as he always thought that older women had hairy pussies. He eased his cock into her and it slipped in easily as Peggy's cunt was sopping wet. Peggy gasped as his cock hit home and she wrapped her legs around Cliff's torso. Cliff pounded her pussy with his rock hard cock and Peggy grunted and groaned every time his cock went all the way into her womb. "Oh my, this is going to be a quick one!" Peggy gasped. Her body lifted off the floor with the intensity of her first orgasm. She held Cliff tight as her body shook violently and he felt her juices cover his cock. Cliff's pecker was swimming in Peggy's pussy but he continued to pound at her in search of his second ejaculation. Peggy was extremely turned on and she felt another orgasm building in her body as Cliff raced toward his. She felt his body tense up and then with one more thrust deep into her, Cliff shot streams of cum into her hot cunt. Peggy felt the ejaculation and it sent her over the edge again. She dug her heels into Cliff's back and held him tightly in her arms as she climaxed again. Her body shook and she screamed out in ecstasy as she had one of her most intense orgasms ever. The two of them held to each other and remained motionless on the floor for several minutes. Cliff thought about his situation as they both remained coupled together still partially clothed. Peggy had not removed her dress only her panties and Cliff still had his pants and underwear between his knees and ankles. Cliff eased his cock out of Peggy's cunt and he looked down at the pretty woman. She smiled at him briefly and then went back to playing her games. "Oh what have we done? I am so ashamed," Peggy said and then picked up her panties and ran to her bathroom. Cliff was unsure of what to do so he pulled up his underwear and pants. He straightened himself up the best he could although he could still feel the moisture from their lovemaking on his cock. It didn't appear that Peggy was coming out of the bathroom anytime soon so Cliff decided to leave. As he drove home that afternoon he thought about what happened. He was really turned on by Peggy's behavior and it had gotten him very excited. Peggy came out of the bathroom after Cliff left and she was mad at herself for pushing the game too far. She had hoped he would still be there as she wanted to have more sex with him. She hoped that she hadn't scared him away. He had such a nice cock and she knew that he probably could have cum at least two more times that day. The next time she would have to be careful not to chase him away too soon. That was the problem Peggy had with men. They thought that she was too kinky and she scared them away. That night Cliff lay in his bed and thought of Peggy. He hoped that she would hire him again so that he could see her again. He thought of her oral skills and the way they fucked. Cliff got an erection reflecting on the afternoon sex and he jerked off thinking of Peggy. He wished he had stayed and fucked her some more but now it was just a memory. Cliff jerked his cock faster as he approached his release and then cum shot out of his cock and landed on his chest, abs and pubes. He later fell asleep letting cum dry on his body. PEGGY CALLS AGAIN The next day the phone rang and Cliff's mother answered it. She handed him the phone and it was Peggy on the line. She asked if he could come over that day and help her finish up the project they started yesterday. Cliff had a quick breakfast and he was on his way to Peggy's house. When he arrived she was dressed the same was as the previous day. They worked on the attic some more and then moved back into the garage. The same pattern developed with Cliff handing items to Peggy to place on the shelf as she stood on the ladder. Cliff used every opportunity to look up her skirt and this time she was not wearing panties. Peggy then began her game again. "Are you looking up my skirt again? I shouldn't let you look up my skirt. My daddy says not to let boys look up my skirt because they will want to put their mouth on my cunny," Peggy play acted. "You're not wearing any panties Peggy," Cliff said going along with her. "All my panties are soiled and I didn't have a clean pair to put on. But you shouldn't be looking up my skirt either. You wouldn't know that I didn't have panties on if you didn't look up my skirt," Peggy said acting shyly. "But Peggy you let me look up your skirt and now you should be punished," Cliff replied. "Oh please don't spank me again and don't even think that you can put your mouth on my cunny," Peggy whimpered. Cliff realized that she wanted him to eat her pussy first that day. He had eaten pussy before but only twice. Cliff ran his hands up Peggy's legs and cupped her buttocks pulling her down to his head level. He pushed up her skirt and began eating her pussy while she stood on the ladder. Peggy grabbed his head and held it tightly to her quim as Cliff dipped his tongue into her and sought out her clit. Peggy was overwhelmed with desire and she came quickly dousing Cliff's face with her female nectar. Cliff kept eating her until she couldn't stand it any longer and collapsed in his arms. He carried her into the house and into the bedroom. Cliff placed her on the bed and then lowered his pants and underwear to his knees. He crawled on the bed, pushed her skirt up and moved between her legs. Cliff eased his cock into her sopping wet cunt again and Peggy gasped as she had the first time. They fucked like animals as they both raced toward their orgasms. Cliff was quick to fire and he let loose a barrage of cum into her pussy. Peggy came again as soon as she felt cum bounce of the walls of her vagina. They held each other tight as they rode out their intense orgasms. Cliff then pulled out of her and placed Peggy over his lap. His pants and underwear were down around his ankles and he was still wearing his shirt. Peggy was still in her summer dress and Cliff pulled it up exposing her ass. "You have been naughty again so I am going to give you a good spanking," Cliff teased as he ran his hands over her shapely ass. Cliff spanked her again as he had done the previous day. He hit her lightly not to hurt her but hard enough to make her buttocks jiggle. He would pause every once in a while to run his hands over her shapely ass and then he would spank her again. Cliff felt his cock harden under Peggy's lap and she felt it too. Peggy faked that she was crying and that her buns were stinging. "Daddy always put lotion on my bottom after he spanked me to soothe the pain." Cliff looked around and spotted the lotion on her nightstand. He leaned over to retrieve it holding Peggy on his lap as he did. Cliff got the lotion and squirted it all over Peggy's ass. Cliff then massaged the lotion into Peggy's buttocks. He took his time as he loved handling her beautiful ass. Cliff's cock was erect under Peggy and she could feel it poking into her pubes. "That feels so good on my sore bottom," cooed Peggy and then warned, "But you mustn't stick your finger in my pooper. That would be so nasty." Cliff realized that she wanted him to finger her asshole. He had never done that before but the thought of it excited him. He squirted the lotion in the crack of her ass and then pushed his index finger into her asshole. Peggy wiggled her ass in reply and faked her response. "Oh that is so nasty. You shouldn't do that. You shouldn't move your finger in and out of my pooper." Cliff did just that as he finger fucked Peggy's asshole. Then he switched fingers from his index finger to his middle finger and pushed it in as far as it would go. Peggy wiggled her ass again and Cliff was getting hotter by the second. He decided that he wanted Peggy on all fours while he played with her ass and finger fucked her. He pushed Peggy off his lap and told her to get on all fours on the bed. Peggy did as she was told and she placed her head on the bed turned to one side as she raised her shapely ass in the air. Cliff knelt behind her and pushed his middle finger back into her ass and resumed finger fucking her bung hole. He then switched back to his index finger but at the same time he slipped his middle finger and ring finger into her pussy. Now he sawed three fingers in and out of her as he fingered fucked her asshole and pussy at the same time. Peggy loved the feeling of the three fingers in her and she was pleased that Cliff had thought to do it but she wanted more. "Your fingers feel wonderfully nasty in my cunny and pooper but you can't put your thing in my pooper. That would be dirty and wicked," Peggy said sounding childish. Cliff thought about her statement, "Gees, she asking me to fuck her in the ass." Cliff had never fucked anyone in the ass before. He had heard in school that some of his friends had butt-fucked their girlfriends but he had never done that. Still the thought of the taboo act thrilled him and his cock was aching it was so hard. He took more lotion and put it on his cock and then added saliva to it making it nice and slick for Peggy's asshole. Cliff had used lotion and saliva at times when he masturbated so he knew how to make his cock slick. He them removed his fingers from her pussy and asshole and lined up his cock with her anus. Cliff pushed his cock into her asshole and when the head cleared her sphincter Peggy let out an audible gasp. The feeling was incredible for Cliff as his rock hard cock nestled into Peggy's snug warm sheath. He pushed his cock in all the way and then pulled back so just the head remained in her ass. Cliff fucked her slowly as he wanted it to last forever. Peggy had her head turned to the side on the bed and she had a dreamy expression of her face. She was obviously enjoying the anal sex. Summer of '59 Ch. 02 INTRODUCTION It would help to read chapter one to meet the characters but it is not necessary. Cliff had his first experience in chapter one with an older woman but things got a little too kinky for his liking. However that encounter with a woman twice his age changed the way he looked at older women and he now had his sights set on his neighbor's mother. Cliff was friends with his neighbor Steven even though Steven was a homosexual. The term gay was not commonly used in 1959 and gays then were often referred to as; queers fairies, fags and homos to mention a few names. Cliff was friendly enough with Steven and his mother Clara to use their pool and he was attracted to Steven's mother. As always, all characters are 18 years of age or older. CLIFF GETS INTIMATE WITH CLARA FAULKNER Cliff went over to the Faulkner's and when he entered the pool area he spotted Mrs. Faulkner lying face down on a lounge. He did a double take as he noticed that she was wearing a two piece bathing suit. Not only that but she had untied the top so that she would have any tan lines across her back. Cliff felt his cock stiffen and he thought to himself that maybe the day would be saved after all. He smiled and entered the pool area and walked toward Clara Faulkner. This was a real treat for Cliff as until today he had never seen Clara in anything but her unflattering black bathing suit. Cliff knew the code to the pool gate and he let himself in. Now as he got close to Clara lying on her stomach he looked at her body. Her legs were long and shapely all the way up to her cute bubble butt. Her waist was narrow and her tits, though not visible, Cliff knew they were small. "Oh hi Mrs. Faulkner, is Steve around?" Cliff blurted out. Clara Faulkner had been deep in thought and Cliff startled her. Her immediate reaction was to look up forgetting about her top being untied. She quickly recovered but not before Cliff got a glimpse of her cute titties. Clara covered herself with her loose top and laid back down on the lounge. She turned beet red with embarrassment. "Cliff you startled me. Steven is not here he had skating practice today and he won't be home for a couple of hours," Clara answered. "Oh I didn't know he had practice today. Is it okay if I go for a swim? I won't take long," Cliff asked. Clara felt uncomfortable being with Cliff by herself, not that she didn't like him in fact she liked him too much and had often fantasized about him. She knew that she should decline his request and tell him to come back when Steve was home but she didn't. She really did like having him around especially in his tight Speedo swim suit. "I guess that's okay if you want to take a quick swim," she agreed. Cliff pulled off his shorts and tee shirt leaving him just in his tight Speedo. His cock had hardened slightly when he looked at Clara's body and the outline of it was clearly visible in the Speedo. Clara could not help but stare at his package an act that did not go unnoticed by Cliff. At the moment Cliff decided that it was now or never to make his move on Mrs. Faulkner. "Hey Mrs. Faulkner, you're getting a little red on your back. Here I'll put some lotion on your back for you," Cliff offered. Clara's top was still untied and the thought of Cliff touching her scared her. She blushed again and replied, "Oh, I'll be fine. You don't have to trouble yourself. Just go and enjoy your swim." "It's no trouble at all," Cliff said as he grabbed the suntan lotion. Clara felt him squirt the lotion on her shoulders and back and lean forward to rub it in to her skin. As he leaned forward she felt the hardness of his now erect cock through his Speedo press against her side. Clara mildly protested but Cliff just covered her upper body with lotion. He worked his way down from her shoulders to the small of her back. "I should do your legs too so they don't get burned," Cliff said now with more confidence. "No Cliff, please don't do that, my legs are fine and I can put lotion on them if I need to," Clara protested feebly, her voice cracking noticeably. Cliff then started with her calves and worked up to her thighs. As he began to massage her thighs, Clara felt a familiar stirring in her loins. She was now as red as a beet but it wasn't from the sun. She tried one more time to deter Cliff's advances but to no avail. Cliff spent a long time massaging her inner thighs and occasionally let his hand slip between them. Cliff was really hot now and he had gotten farther than he ever expected with Mrs. Faulkner. Then he really got bold. "I might as well do the front of your body while I have my hands covered with lotion," he announced. "Please Cliff no!" Clara pleaded but Cliff was determined. He took hold of her shoulders and slowly turned her over on her back. Clara was just about to protest again when Cliff kissed her deeply plunging his tongue into her mouth. Cliff's tongue sought out hers and he had her reeling in passion. At that moment Clara was resolved to allow him to have his way with her. "After all isn't that what she wanted?" she thought to herself. Cliff kissed his way from her lips to her jaw line and along her neck. He lightly kissed, licked and nibbled her neckline softly and then he tongued her ear just enough to add stimulation. Clara knew she should stop but she felt extreme pleasure. Cliff then worked his way further down to her chest kissing her along the way. When he finally reached her breasts he gently squeezed them and rolled her nipples between his fingers. It had been so long since anyone had touched her breasts and it made Clara feel so feminine and so exquisite that she longed for more of his touches and caresses. Cliff looked into her eyes and whispered, "You have really cute titties." Clara didn't like her breasts being referred to as tits or titties. "Why couldn't he refer to them as breasts?" she wondered as he teased, kissed and squeezed her breasts. He tortured her by neglecting her nipples as he got close and blew his warm breath over them exciting her and increasing her desire. Clara was on the edge and close to an orgasm just from Cliff's foreplay. All of a sudden she urgently craved the touch that would provide her with her much needed release. Cliff brought her to the edge of desire and allowed Clara to linger there as he touched her. He was experienced beyond his years and Clara wondered where he learned so much. His one hand cupped her vulva through the bottom of her bathing suit. Cliff then pulled the crotch of the bathing suit bottom to one side and probed at the opening of Clara's moist passage while he continued to tweak and tease her nipples. His wet warm mouth covered the other breast filling her with lust. Clara's desire to cum was overwhelming. Cliff had her to the point that she would orgasm if he touched her clit. Clara was overheated and her pussy was on fire. Just a slight touch would have ignited her flame and sent her crashing over the edge. A moan escaped Clara's lips as she beseeched him to touch her. "Please, please," she implored him. "Please what Clara? What do you want me to do? Do you want to cum?" Cliff asked her in a seductive tone with all the confidence of a seasoned lover. "Oh yes, let me cum," Clara pleaded, "It's been so long!" Cliff pushed both her small breasts together and took both nipples into his mouth and sucked them. He would release them letting them pop out of his mouth and then he repeated the process until Clara's hips were moving of their own accord. Cliff then slid his tongue across her nipples and flicked them back and forth but stopped before Clara exploded in orgasm. As he touched the tip of her labia he inserted his finger inside Clara's juicy and wet pussy searching for her clit. He then spread his remaining fingers opening Clara's outer lips as he slid his finger back and forth over her hard pearl. Cliff then knelt between Clara's legs and placed his warm mouth on her moisture. He flattened his tongue and slid it back and forth as he licked the length of her slit. Clara's vulva was swollen with desire as Cliff licked and sucked her juices from her holding her clit firmly between his lips. Clara's muscles contracted in spasm and she squirted cum over his fingers and mouth. She moaned and trembled as her body grew weak from her intense climax. Little did Clara know at that moment that Cliff was hardly finished with her and the best was yet to come? Cliff neatly lapped up the remainder of her pussy cum and then he moved up the lounge chair and kissed her deeply allowing her to taste herself from his lips, something he had learned from Peggy. "See how delicious you taste. Your pussy really swells up when you get excited," he told her and then added, "Now I want to make you feel really good and we have just begun," he said stroking her face tenderly. Cliff then pulled Clara's bathing suit bottom down and off her legs leaving her totally naked on the lounge. Then Cliff stood up and pulled his bathing suit off and his big cock popped out and stretched forward. Clara was looking at the largest cock that she had ever seen if her life. Although not enormous, Cliff's cock looked bigger than her former husband's dick. It had to be at least 7-8" long and over 5" around. Cliff was obviously proud of his manhood as he almost posed letting it wave in front of Clara's face. Clara had the strangest urge to take his cock in her mouth but she had never sucked a cock before not even her husband's and she was afraid. Cliff pushed Clara gently back on the lounge and she lay back all the way, spreading her legs for him. Cliff positioned himself between Clara's thighs, took her face in his hands and leaned in to kiss her. Clara had forgotten where she was or what time it was. She had forgotten about her son who could have arrived home at any moment. She wrapped her arms tightly around Cliff and held him almost in fear of the imminent penetration she knew was to come. He slowly inched his impressive organ into Clara stretching her womb as he did. She whimpered into his mouth and trembled against him trying hard to control herself. Once he had gotten completely into her he paused and allowed Clara to adjust to his size before he started fucking her. Clara had never been so full and it had been so long since she had a real cock in her. It seemed like every fiber in her pussy was alive and tingling. Cliff broke their kiss and looked down into her eyes. "Mrs. Faulkner, are you okay?" he asked showing concern. Unable to speak at that moment Clara nodded yes and shifted slightly beneath him letting her self adjust to his cock. As Clara lay there the feeling of her pussy being stretched diminished and was replaced by a wonderful sensation. Clara knew then that she wanted more. "Please make love to me," she whispered. "With pleasure," Cliff replied as a smile spread across his face and he began moving his hips. In and out he fucked Clara very slowly at first and got her juices running and coating them both. Cliff ground his pelvis into her with each inward thrust keeping his cock in constant contact with her clit. Clara moaned quietly as he pushed into her and gradually increased the pace. Each drive became more powerful than the last pushing deeper into Clara with more urgency. Clara's moans became louder and louder as Cliff's strokes became quicker. As if in a reflex action, Clara drew her knees up closer to her chest which gave Cliff a deeper target. In one fluid motion Cliff threw her legs over his shoulders and leaned forward supporting himself on his forearms so as not to crush her. He was breathing heavier now and grunting each time he plunged his cock into Clara. He ground himself harder and harder into her and the friction on her clit so was unbelievable. His cock was stroking Clara's insides and stimulating her G-spot as his pelvis grinded onto her clit. Clara could feel herself getting closer and closer to another climax. "Cliff, I am really close. I am going to cum again," Clara whimpered almost out of breath. "Cum for me, I want you to cum for me," he said as he sped up and pushed harder and faster Cliff fucked Clara as hard and fast as he could as she came and came and came. Her body shook uncontrollably, her pussy walls clamped around his cock and she dug her nails into his shoulders as he continued to fuck her hard. As Clara came down from her incredible high she could feel Cliff began to tense up. "Oh here it comes, I'm going to cum, oh yeah here it is!" Cliff exclaimed as with one final shove into Clara he stiffened and came shooting his load deep within her. Clara could feel volley after volley of cum hit the walls of her vagina as Cliff came and ground against her. The grinding on Clara's clit sent her over the edge once more as Cliff's cum flooded her pussy. As they calmed down Clara's legs slowly slipped from Cliff's body and lay limp on the lounge. Cliff collapsed gently on top of her their bodies covered with perspiration and the love juices from their intense orgasms. They rested for awhile holding each other but it seemed like they were together for hours and Clara wondered what time it was. Remarkably they had only been making love for just over an hour. Cliff whispered, "Let's hit the pool." Strangely enough Clara did not feel guilty or embarrassed by the encounter. She was now comfortable with her nudity. She felt good about herself and she was proud to show off her body. Clara entered the pool and relaxed in the water then Cliff joined her. They began to touch each other as they were anxious to feel more of each other. Clara groped Cliff's testicles and penis until he was fully erect again in the pool. Clara lifted his testicles to feel the weight of Cliff's balls and noticed his sacs were full and bursting again with desire. Clara then maneuvered the rigid engorged cock between her legs and rubbed it against her clit. She then placed the tip of his cock at the entrance of her vagina and rolled the head against her outer lips opening them slightly. Cliff unable to wait any longer grabbed Clara's buttocks and drew her closer until the mushroomed head of his cock just slipped inside. Using his hips for leverage he forced more of his penis in Clara until all 7+ inches were buried in her. Clara enjoyed the feel of his massive intruder as Cliff pushed her against the side of the pool. Forcing her back against the wall his long cock evoked wondrous feelings in her pussy. After several minutes of bucking his hips against Clara's pelvis he grunted vocally and she now knew that meant he was not too far off. Her vaginal walls convulsed around the stiff manhood as her hips gyrated wantonly and she experienced yet another satisfying orgasm. Clara felt his eruption approaching and his hot liquid suddenly splashed against her insides once again. They stayed in their embrace for a few minutes allowing their emotions to subside. Clara stepped back from Cliff and his limp cock plopped out easily. For a brief moment she contemplated taking it into her mouth but then dismissed the thought as she had never done that not even with her former husband. Clara then suggested that they should put their bathing suits back on and then swim a little bit. "Sure whatever you say Mrs. Faulkner," Cliff agreed with a confident smile. "I think that you can call me Clara from now on," Clara said as she walked out of the pool. Cliff smiled at her as he watched her walk up the steps at the end of the pool. He knew that he could cum at least two more times and he did want to fuck her some more. But he knew that Steven was due home shortly and he also didn't want to push it. He was surprised and elated that things had gone so well up to this point. Cliff watched as Clara ascended the few steps at the end and her cute ass swayed with each step. He wondered if she had ever been fucked in the ass but he guessed that she hadn't. He would like to try one day however he knew that it would be a real challenge. Peggy had introduced him to anal sex and ever since then he was always checking out women's asses. Cliff then got out of the pool and put his bathing suit back on. He and Clara then swam several laps in the pool before she suggested that he leave before Steven got home. Cliff reluctantly got out of the pool and put his shorts on over his Speedo. He had hoped to spend some more time with Clara but he knew she was right. Clara kissed him on the cheek and then reminded him that this had to be their secret and that they could only continue their new found relationship if they were discreet. Cliff then returned to his home. That night in bed Cliff masturbated again thinking about Clara Faulkner. Clara was also thinking about Cliff and how their relationship developed so easily. She loved the touch of a male again and she was still surprised by Cliff's experience. She loved his body and she thought about his cock again. She had come close to taking it in her mouth but stopped herself in time. She had never sucked a cock other than her former husband's and that was only briefly in foreplay. She struggled with why she was thinking about sucking Cliff's youthful cock. Clara fell asleep thinking about Cliff. CLIFF'S NEW JOB HAS FRINGE BENEFITS The following Monday Cliff started his new job. The first week was one of orientation as he traveled around with other staff learning the ropes. He went to different homes and learned how to use the different controls to flush and backwash the pipes and valves. He learned how to use the different vacuum systems and make adjustments to pools that were heated. Cliff was a quick study and the owner was pleased with his progress. The owner assigned Cliff a couple of homes to service on his own the following week. He also told Cliff that the week after that they were installing a new pool and he would be on that assignment. Cliff was thrilled that everything was going so well and he was curious about what the owner said about certain households. "Cliff, you are a good looking young man. Don't be surprised if some of the housewives or even some of the young girls come on to you," the boss cautioned him and reminded him, "Just be careful and remember that you are there to service the pool." Then the boss winked at him as if he knew that Cliff would probably see his share of action. Cliff completed his first week of work and that weekend he was looking forward to starting on his own the following Monday. Cliff hung out with Steven and Clara at the pool on the weekend but there was no opportunity for him and Clara to get together. The next weekend Steven was leaving to spend two weeks at a skating camp and then Cliff and Clara would be alone. Cliff couldn't wait until Steven left for camp. The week Cliff was on his own started slow. On Monday he serviced three pools and on Tuesday two more. It was on Wednesday that things got interesting. He was at the Thompson's house cleaning the pool. Molly Thompson was walking around in a very sexy bikini talking with Cliff as he worked. Molly was in her early forties and she still had a nice body as she took care of herself. Her husband traveled all the time and presently he was out of the country for a couple of weeks. Molly was intrigued with the new employee as he was the youngest that ever serviced her pool. Molly had fucked a couple of the other pool guys before and that day she was particularly horny. Her 35-25-35 figure did not escape Cliff's eyes and Molly knew that he was checking her out. She spotted that his cock was hard in his shorts. Molly decided to bring some lemonade out to the pool and told Cliff to sit with her for a minute while he drank his. They sat around for awhile chatting. Molly was really getting horny and she couldn't get her mind off sex. Cliff had similar thoughts and he stayed hard most of the time as he took in Molly's body in her bikini. They finished the lemonade and Molly asked Cliff to get them refills. Cliff went into the house and located the kitchen. Molly decided it was now or never so she went into the kitchen right after Cliff. He was by the counter filling up the glasses when Molly entered the kitchen. Molly stripped off her bikini and stood naked in the kitchen and then she spoke Cliff's name. Summer of '59 Ch. 02 Cliff turned around and he almost dropped the lemonade when he saw Molly standing there naked but then he moved quickly. He put the pitcher on the counter, came over to Molly and pushed her up against the refrigerator. Cliff dropped to his knees and drove his face into Molly's vulva. Molly gasped aloud as she felt Cliff's tongue enter her vagina and seek out her clit. She couldn't believe that this young stud went right for her pussy with his mouth. Within minutes Molly was writhing and holding onto Cliff's head as he ate her through a string of orgasms. Molly was weak kneed and she sank to the floor. Cliff peeled off his shorts and plunged his big cock right into Molly's pussy. Molly grunted as the huge cock made its way into her hot hole. Molly was flat on her back now and she wrapped her legs around Cliff's body as he pounded her pussy. Molly just seemed to go from one orgasm to the other as Cliff drove toward his own release. Cliff then stiffened and fired a huge amount of spunk into Molly's quim. Molly moaned as she felt the warm fluid fill her womb. Cliff's cock kept moving within her and Molly realized that he wasn't going soft. Cliff's cock swam around in the combined love juices as he continued to fuck a tiring Molly. Molly begged him to let her rest a minute but Cliff just turned her over on all fours and then fucked her doggy style. Molly had her head on the kitchen floor as Cliff fucked her from behind and played with her shapely ass. Cliff then got up for a minute and took the butter from the refrigerator. Cliff massaged the butter into the crack of Molly's ass. He then pushed one of his fingers into Molly's ass lubricating it with the butter. Molly flinched and almost screamed out loud when she felt Cliff's cock at her asshole. Cliff pushed and his cock head cleared her sphincter. Molly wanted to protest but for some reason she didn't. She then resolved herself to give up her anal cherry. Of all the young men that had fucked Molly none of them had ever gone after her ass. But today the youngest of all the pool boys did just that. Cliff slowly worked his big dick into Molly's shapely ass and then he fucked her methodically. Cliff fucked her slowly and his cock steadily went deeper into her rectum until he was completely buried in her ass. Molly experienced some slight pain but it quickly turned to cramping and bloatiness. Now she just felt full as the thick cock stretched her hole. Cliff picked up the pace as he approached his orgasm and Molly reached between her legs and finger fucked herself. Cliff tensed and then he unloaded in Molly's ass. He was so excited that he flooded her rectum with an enormous amount of semen. Molly felt the huge load fill her ass and she involuntarily milked the cock with her anal muscles. Cliff stayed in her ass until his cock was drained and then he pulled it slowly from Molly's asshole. Molly felt a huge void in her ass as the cock left her hole. Cliff stood up and picked up his shorts. He left the kitchen leaving Molly lying on the kitchen floor with cum dripping from both her holes. He took one more look at the cum-filled pretty woman and then left the house. Cliff put his shorts back on and although he thought about leaving, he returned to cleaning the pool. As much as he enjoyed fucking Molly he was a little embarrassed by his behavior but he just attributed it to his being so horny. Cliff just didn't know what he would say to Molly after such torrid sex. Molly lay motionless on the floor after Cliff left and thought to her self, "What did I get myself into?" Molly had never expected Cliff to react as he did. She had cum many times and she was pleased about that but she had never expected such aggressive behavior. The last thing she expected was to be so soundly butt fucked. Molly reached for her bung hole to assess any damage but she found things to be quite normal although she did feel constipated. No wonder she thought as she remembered Cliff cumming in her ass in buckets. Molly made her way out to the Jacuzzi and walked right passed Cliff in her nakedness. She smiled wickedly at him putting him at ease and then she lowered her achy body into the warm water. She let the jets wash away the semen from her holes and then she put her bikini back on. Neither of them spoke to each other again that day. After Cliff finished his work he left the Thompson's property. Molly then called the pool service company and told them what an excellent job Cliff had done and how nice he was. Molly asked if Cliff could be assigned to her pool on a regular basis from now on. After the phone call Molly rubbed her tender bottom and touched her nether hole. She thought that the anal sex wasn't so bad after all and that she would probably try it again. Cliff didn't know what to expect when the boss called in the office on Thursday. Cliff was pleasantly surprised when he learned that Molly Thompson wanted him assigned to her on a permanent basis. "You made quite an impression on Molly Thompson," his boss said and then added "Keep up the good work." Cliff let the office and then headed off to his next assignment. The next two pools were cleaned without incident and then he was off to the Jackson's residence. Martha Jackson was as slut and that was the only way to describe her. She just liked to fuck and she would fuck almost anyone which is why her husband finally divorced her. She had fucked about every young man that had ever serviced her pool. She had also fucked her share of landscapers and gardeners. She was pleasantly surprised to see the young handsome Cliff arrive to clean the pool that day. Martha had worn her skimpiest bikini that day and that had not gone unnoticed by Cliff. Cliff decided that if she came on to him that he would definitely fuck the shapely Mrs. Jackson. Martha decided it was time to put her seduction plan into action. She walked down to the diving board and as she did she loosened the strings on her bikini top and bottom. Martha had practiced this several times when she was alone. She stood on the dive board and then executed a perfect dive into the pool. As she hit the water her bikini bra was stripped away from her body and then the bikini bottom followed. Martha acted as if she didn't know that she had lost her bikini and swam to the swallow end. Cliff had watched her dive and he saw that her bikini came off her body. His cock immediately stirred in his shorts as he watched Martha swim naked toward him. Cliff immediately took that as his cue and he wondered what it would be like to fuck Martha. Cliff stood up and peeled off his shorts and walked toward the swallow end of the pool where Martha was just starting to surface. His big cock bobbed in front of him as he approached her. Martha surfaced and pushed her long blonde hair back over her head and then she spotted Cliff. She stared at his impressive cock and all of a sudden she wondered if she had made a mistake. Martha stood frozen in the swallow end as Cliff entered the water and waded over to her. Martha tired to make believe that she just discovered that she lost her bikini and covered her body with her hands. Cliff smiled and took her hands away from her tits and pussy. Then he pulled her toward him and let her feel his big cock press into her body. Martha shook with desire and anticipation. "You did that on purpose didn't you?" Cliff asked. Martha nodded and whispered, "Yesss!" "I'm glad you did," Cliff said as he wrapped his hands around Martha and cupped her shapely ass. "Please let's go inside," Martha said softly. Cliff and Martha walked naked into the house and straight up to Martha' bedroom. Martha blushed slightly as she sat down on her bed. Cliff sat next to her and took her hands in his their thighs touching in the process. Martha was starting to relax. "You're a very good looking woman," Cliff said as he turned his face toward hers to kiss her. Cliff probed her mouth his tongue searching for hers. She moaned as Cliff French kissed her deeply and then she gasped as if she was out of breath. Cliff moved his hands over her pert shapely tits extracting yet another groan from her. He could feel her nipples harden in his hands. Then his hands were filled with her breasts and he tweaked her rock hard nipples in his fingers. Martha lay back on the bed as Cliff continued to massage her tits and play with her nipples. He leaned over her and began to kiss her breasts and suck on her nipples. Martha continued to moan and then would shiver every now and then from pleasure. Cliff pulled her toward him so that she could feel her bare tits against him. Martha groaned as she felt the hairs on his chest tickle her nipples. Cliff's cock was straining against so Martha covered it with her hand and squeezed it. "Stand up please," she struggled to say. "I have never seen a cock this big and thick," Martha lied as she moved her hands over it lovingly. "There are bigger ones than mine," Cliff replied. He then gasped as she grabbed his cock with both hands and ran her tongue over the head. She looked up at him as if she was in a trance and lied again as she said, "I have always wanted to do this." Martha took the head of his cock in her mouth still holding it with both hands. Then she removed one hand taking more of it in her mouth. With her free hand she fondled Cliff's balls and stroked the hardness between his cock and asshole. She then removed the other hand and grabbed his hips with both hands pulling and pushing him so that she controlled the penetration of his cock in her mouth. Cliff knew he was close to cumming. "I'm going to shoot soon," he warned her. But Martha just picked up the pace and started to fondle his balls again. Cliff shot ropes of cum into her mouth. Martha was startled by both the amount of cum and the force of it. However she gamely held on swallowing as fast as she good. She continued to suck on Cliff's rod until it was dry of his seed and softened in her mouth. "That was incredible," Cliff sighed. Martha flopped back on the bed savoring the taste of cum in her mouth. Martha kept her bush trimmed neatly displaying her beautiful cunt. Her pussy was glistening with moisture from her excitement and Cliff noticed that it was swollen. He stroked the outline of her slit gently probing with his fingers. Her clit was large and prominent and Cliff teased it first with his fingers and then by running his tongue over it. Martha was squeezing both her breasts with her hands as Cliff played with her pussy. He took the engorged clit into his mouth and nibbled on it as he sank one, two then three fingers into her sopping pussy. "Oh, oh, please," Martha groaned as she had her first orgasm of the night soaking his hands and fingers. Cliff then moved up between her legs and eased his hard cock into her pussy. It slid in easy given the wetness. He worked it slowly with long deliberate strokes keeping his cock in constant contact with her clit. Martha started bucking madly and seemed to lose control. "Oh fuck, fuck me make me cum again," she almost screamed and then added, "It's so good, feels so good." "Oh my god, hold me, hold me," Martha yelled as she shook with another intense orgasm. Martha wrapped her legs and arms around Cliff as if she was trying to pull him in deeper. He could feel her pussy squirting and covering his cock with her juices. That sent Cliff over the edge and he filled her love canal with cum shooting it deep into her womb. Martha continued to hold him in a tight grasp as she repeated over and over, "Thank you, thank you, thank you." Cliff lifted himself off of Martha and he rolled her over on her stomach. He gently massaged her body and she cooed in a relaxed state. Her skin was a little red from rubbing against the bedcovers so he applied some of her body lotion and rubbed it in. Cliff was getting turned on by the massage and looking at her shapely ass. He applied more lotion to her ass cheeks and then he added more to her asshole. Cliff fingered her asshole with his little finger than a larger one and finally his thumb with his middle finger stroking her enlarged clit. Martha raised her hips slightly so that he could get to her pussy easier and by doing so she accentuated her shapely ass. Cliff's thumb was snug in her ass and his cock was throbbing again. Martha looked back at Cliff and saw his erect cock and asked, "Do you want my ass too"? "Of course," he replied with a snicker. Cliff removed his thumb and kissed his way down her arched back as he fondled her curvy buttocks with his hands. He planted kisses on her ass cheeks and tickled her pink hole with his tongue. She gasped out loud and Cliff was sure that she was up for anal sex. Cliff backed off and asked her if she was all right to which Martha wiggled her ass and told him to keep tonguing her bottom. Cliff lifted her hips up a little higher and gently spread her ass cheeks wider and lapped around her bung hole. He penetrated her rectum with the tip of his tongue and he heard her breathing become shallow and labored. Cliff slipped his tongue in as deep as he could and Martha went wild. Her body shook with convulsions as she had yet another intense orgasm as she rubbed her pussy furiously. Cliff held on to her hips with his tongue buried in her ass as she bucked and trembled. Martha had totally relaxed and it took her awhile to realize that the head of Cliff's cock was now in her ass. He had added more lotion along with his saliva making his dick very slick. "Not too deep at first, let me get used to it then you can go deeper but slowly," she cautioned. Cliff fed it to her a little at a time probably no more than a quarter or half inch. Each time he allowed her to adjust to the thickness and deepness of the penetration. It seemed like hours before his cock was fully lodged in her ass. Once he thought she was comfortable Cliff started fucking her ass, first with short stokes and then longer ones. Cliff was so turned on to know that he fantasized that this was her first ass fuck and that he was the one taking her anal virginity. He watched his cock saw in and out of her beautiful ass. Martha had her head turned to the side of the mattress and she was gripping the bed sheets with both hands as Cliff fondled her shapely buttocks and plowed into her. Cliff could feel the verge of another big orgasm and it felt like it started in his toes. All of a sudden it let loose and he filled her asshole with cum. His cock seemed to swell up bigger than ever and it seemed that his spunk had no where to escape. He kept slowly fucking her ass until his cock started to soften. Martha' ass involuntarily was milking his cock draining it of all his seed. When Cliff's cock slipped from her asshole with an audible pop, his cum shot out and ran down the back of her legs and over her pussy. It looked like Martha was shooting cum out of her ass. She collapsed face down on the bed and Cliff lay down along side of her. They were drained and exhausted. He stroked her buns lovingly as they lay quietly. After several minutes Martha rolled over and looked at Cliff's soft cock draped over his thigh. She reached for it with her hand and played with the soft flesh. Cliff began to harden in her hand and Martha smiled at his recuperative powers. Martha continued to stroke Cliff's cock and caress his balls until he was rock hard again. This time she sat on him and lowered her pussy on his cock. Martha rode Cliff's cock until she couldn't cum anymore. She just rested her body on top of him as Cliff continued to thrust up into her in search of his third orgasm. Cliff's body then went rigid as he ejaculated into her womb again and Martha was amazed at the amount of spunk that Cliff still produced. She felt it splash against her inner walls and flood her pussy. They both stayed still for several minutes and then Martha rolled off of Cliff. Exhausted she chose to stay in bed as Cliff calmly got up, cleaned up and dressed. By the time Martha made her way out of bed Cliff had finished his work and had left the property. As Cliff drove back to the office he thought about his first week on the job. He was sure that his boss set him up with the two sexy housewives on purpose. Cliff never realized that there were so many horny older women but of course he had never paid much attention to females that weren't his own age before. Peggy had got him started and in spite of her kinky behavior he had had great sex with her. That got him to set his sights on his neighbor Mrs. Faulkner and that seduction had gone easier than expected. Then it was Molly and Martha but he knew that he wouldn't see them again for a month until the next pool service. Cliff thought about Steven leaving for camp on Saturday and he planned to spend the weekend at the pool with Clara. Cliff was already thinking about Clara and what they might do together but he knew that she was a little fragile and that he would have to be careful with her. He certainly didn't want to screw a good thing up at this point. CLIFF'S WEEKEND WITH CLARA Cliff watched for Clara to return home after dropping her son Steven off at the bus location. He saw her car pull into the driveway and then he made a beeline over to his neighbor's house. Clara smiled at him when he arrived and she let him in the house. She was as anxious as he was for sex although she was still somewhat apprehensive as well. Clara felt unsteady as she led Cliff up the stairs to her bedroom. It had been years since a man had been in that room and that was her former husband. They walked in the bedroom and Cliff looked around as if he was trying to find something. He spotted the full length mirror in the bedroom and led Clara over to it. He stood behind her as she faced the mirror and he wrapped his arms around her kissing her neck at the same time. Cliff then unfastened Clara's dress behind her neck and eased the top down and off her shoulders. The top of the dress drooped around her waist and Clara felt like a woman on her honeymoon. Cliff caressed her shoulders raising goose bumps on her skin and Clara was sure that he would remove her bra next but he didn't. Cliff dropped to his knees behind her and pulled her dress down to the floor. He lifted one foot at a time so that Clara stepped out of the dress entirely. He pushed the dress to one side leaving her standing in only her heels, stockings, garter belt, panties and bra. Cliff then lifted one foot at a time and removed her shoes. Then he stood up behind Clara and circled his arms around her cupping her bra encased breasts. Cliff kissed her neck and tongued her ear sending chills through Clara's body. Next he unsnapped her bra and slowly removed it from her body. Cliff's hands touched Clara's arms lightly as he peeled the bra straps down them. Clara's nipples were rock hard and standing out aching to be touched and kissed. Cliff was enjoying the slow torturous seduction but Clara was going crazy. Clara then realized that her pussy was sopping wet and soaking her panties. All of a sudden Clara wished that Cliff would hurry and just throw her on the bed and make love to her. But he did not hurry; he took his time and continued the seductive foreplay. He unsnapped Clara's garters and slowly removed her stockings with painstaking slowness. First one leg and the other and Clara felt as if she had a mild orgasm in the process. Then Cliff unsnapped the garter belt and tossed it to the side along with her clothes. Clara didn't know what to expect next. She watched in the mirror as Cliff peeled her panties down and off her legs. Clara had not look at herself fully naked in awhile and now she was watching as her last item of clothing was removed from her body by a teenage boy. Cliff left Clara standing in front of the mirror looking at her body as he quickly stepped to the side out of view and removed his clothes. Then he came back into view and she caught a glimpse of his erection in the mirror. Cliff stepped close behind Clara again and took her in his arms. His hands caressed her breasts and tweaked her nipples. Clara felt his cock brush against her buttocks and then it found its way into the crack of her backside. Clara tensed for a moment as no cock had ever come so close to her anus. Summer of '59 Ch. 02 Cliff then began a descent down Clara's body kissing her shoulders, lower back, buttocks and legs down to the back of her knees. Clara's body trembled with desire as he planted soft kisses all over her. Cliff worked his way back up to Clara's bottom and kissed each cheek lovingly. Clara's pussy was flowing with her juices and she needed to cum soon or she would go crazy. Cliff kissed Clara's tailbone just above the crack of her behind and she shivered as chills ran through her body. Cliff remained on his knees as he turned Clara toward him and then he licked and kissed her pubes. Clara gasped aloud when his tongue touched her vulva and sought out her clitoris. Cliff grasped Clara's buttocks and he held her to him as he licked her pussy and tongued her clit. Clara screamed as a massive orgasm rocked her body. She held Cliff's head to her vulva as she seemed to cum forever. Cliff held Clara tightly by her buttocks and he was relentless with his tongue. Clara tried to push his head away several times but he just kept eating her and licking her until she collapsed in his grip. Cliff eased Clara to the floor as he sensed that she couldn't stand anymore and then he picked her up and carried her to her bed. Cliff placed Clara down on the bed and she watched as he got on it with her. He looked at her and smiled and gently pried her legs apart. Cliff eased himself between Clara's legs and slid his rock hard cock into her pussy. It felt wonderful as it parted the lips of Clara's labia and nestled deep within her. Cliff started moving slowly and Clara wrapped her arms and legs around his torso. He kept his weight off her as they made love but he managed to keep his shaft in constant contact with her clit. Clara felt another orgasm building within her and then she felt his release fill her womb. His seed jetted into Clara with a force she had not experienced before. That triggered her orgasm and the two of them rocked together in an intense climax. Clara's body went limp after her orgasm but Cliff went right on screwing her. His cock had not softened and Clara knew that she was in for a long session before he came a second, third and fourth time. Clara didn't think it was possible for her to cum again but she was wrong. In fact she had several orgasms along the way before Cliff flooded her vagina with his seed a second time. This time he collapsed on top of me and she caressed his back as they both recovered from our orgasmic bliss. Cliff sensed that he was too heavy for Clara and rolled to the side. They cuddled for awhile before Cliff rolled over on his back with his cock still buried in Clara's pussy. Cliff fucked her again and this time Clara just collapsed on his chest until he came for a third time. After several minutes he placed Clara on all fours and fucked her again cumming for a fourth and final time that afternoon. Clara was exhausted and cum filled. Cliff got up to get dressed as he still had some chores to do at his home. He kissed Clara on the cheek as she lay prone in her bed. "Will I see you tomorrow?" Clara asked hopefully. "You can count on it," he answered. Clara had no idea that after Cliff left her bedroom that she would see him so soon again. It was early Sunday morning and the sun was not up yet when Cliff let himself into Clara's home. He went up to her bedroom, stripped off his clothes and got in bed with her. Cliff then got under the bed covers and they cuddled together. The sleepy Clara rolled to her side and Cliff pressed into her in the spoon position. Clara felt his semi-hard wet penis press against her buttocks as Cliff draped his arm around her and cupped one of her breasts. Clara was awakened when she felt Cliff's hard shaft fill her pussy again. He moved slowly in her until he ejaculated again filling her vagina for a fifth time in two days. Clara fell back asleep with Cliff's softening cock still embedded in her vagina. Clara woke up later that morning with Cliff stroking her body. She smiled at him although she was a little nervous as she had not woken up with a man in her bed in years. Cliff had a massive erection and he moved between Clara's legs and slipped it in her again. Then Clara had the ride of a lifetime as Cliff screwed her for what seemed hours. She had countless orgasms and she had to beg him to stop. Cliff then pulled his cock from Clara's body and it was still rock hard. Cliff excused himself to use the bathroom and when he returned he had one of Clara's makeup brushes with him. He teased Clara's breasts and nipples with it and he soon had her nipples standing out. He tweaked them with his fingers and told her that she had the nicest little nubs. Clara was turned on again from the nipple stimulation and this time Cliff rolled her over to sit on him. Clara lowered herself on his shaft and they screwed until he flooded her pussy again with his seed. Clara came again and collapsed on top of him. Cliff caressed Clara's back and buttocks as she recovered from the most intense and wonderful love making of her life. Cliff then told Clara that he had to get home and get ready to go to church with his parents. He said he would see her later that afternoon by the pool. Cliff got up and got dressed again and then he kissed her goodbye and patted her on her cute ass. Cliff ran home and thought about the session with Clara. She had not sucked his cock and he had not fucked her in the ass but all the same it had been great. Cliff snuck back in his house and into the upstairs bathroom to shower. Later that day after church and brunch with his parents, Cliff made his way over to Clara's house. He told his parents he had been invited to use the pool. Cliff arrived at the house and let himself in the pool area. Clara was sitting their in her two piece bathing suit reading the Sunday paper. She looked up at the handsome Cliff and briefly reflected on their love making and his stamina. Clara had been expecting Cliff so she offered him some coffee. Cliff sat down next to her and enjoyed the coffee but a few minutes later he stood up and removed his shorts. Once again Clara's eyes strayed to his package outlined in the tight Speedo. Cliff smiled at her and then went in the pool to swim a few laps. "Hey Clara come on in and join me," Cliff called to her. Cliff lifted her tired achy body off the lounge and joined her new lover in the pool. She swam a couple of laps and then she found herself stripped of her bathing suit with Cliff's cock embedded in her pussy again. They fucked until she had multiple orgasms and he filled her pussy once again with cum. Clara could hardly stand up and she told Cliff that she could not cum any more and that her pussy was tender from their love making. "Clara have you ever had anal sex?" Cliff asked boldly. Clara turned beet red and snapped, "Certainly not and don't you even think about trying that with me." "Okay, okay I won't. I was just wondering because some women like it and it would give your pussy a rest," Cliff said almost apologetically. "Well I don't like it and I think that it is dirty and unnatural," Clara stated firmly. Clara was surprised that this teenager had asked such a question and then she wondered if he had had anal sex before. Clara did not anticipate the next question either. "How about oral sex, have you done that?" Cliff asked. Again Clara blushed and snapped at him, "No I haven't and I don't do that. Why are you asking these perverted questions anyway?" "I was just thinking of other things that we could do since your pussy is sore," Cliff replied. "I think it is time for you to leave Cliff," Clara said firmly as she was upset with him and his perverted questions. "Hey I'm sorry if I upset you. I just thought that we could do some other things," Cliff tried to apologize. "Just leave!" Clara said as she pulled her two piece bathing suit back on. Cliff put on his suit and then got out of the pool and put his shorts back on. He looked back at Clara in the pool but she refused to look at him. Cliff just shrugged his shoulders and left. Clara gathered herself and then got out of the pool. She picked up the paper, coffee and other items and then went into the house. She was appalled at the questions that were more like suggestions that Cliff asked. Clara couldn't imagine taking Cliff's impressive cock in her ass but she couldn't help think about him fucking some other girl or woman in the ass. She had to admit that she had been tempted a few times to take his cock in her mouth but she had never thought about him cumming in her mouth. Clara would have to be careful from now on with Cliff as she was worried that he might try and surprise her in bed. Cliff was a little annoyed at Clara for reacting the way she did but he was also concerned that he may have fucked things up between them. He did come on a little strong with his questions but he had hoped to spark her interest not piss her off. He decided to hit the sack early that night because he would be working on the new pool installation the next couple of weeks. Cliff wondered if there would be a sexy horny woman at the new pool site. NEXT CHAPTER Cliff works at the new pool installation site and his relationship with Clara wanes a bit. Steven returns from skating camp and has a surprise for Cliff. Summer of '59 Ch. 03 INTRODUCTION It would help to read chapter one to meet the characters but it is not necessary. Cliff had his first experience in chapter one with an older woman but things got a little too kinky for his liking. However that encounter with a woman twice his age changed the way he looked at older women and he had his sights set on his neighbor's mother. In chapter two, Cliff was successful in seducing Steven's mother Clara and they had great sex together. Clara then got offended by Cliff's reference to anal and oral sex. Cliff also met two other hot older women while he was servicing their swimming pools. Cliff is friends with his neighbor Steven even though Steven is a homosexual. The term gay was not commonly used in 1959 and gays then were often referred to as; queers fairies, fags and homos to mention a few names. Now in Chapter 3, Cliff will learn about his bisexuality with his neighbor Steven. As always, all characters are 18 years of age or older. CLIFF IS SEDUCED BY STEVEN Cliff worked the new pool installation all week and by the time he got home each day he was dead tired. It was just as well as Clara was still reeling about Cliff's questioning her about oral and anal sex. The week was a good break for them and by the time the weekend rolled around Clara had calmed down and she was horny and thinking about Cliff's cock. Cliff had to work that Saturday so he didn't make it over to the neighbor's pool until Sunday. Cliff and Clara sat by the pool, swam, put some lotion on each other and worked themselves into a state of desire. They went in the house and into Clara's bedroom where they spent the afternoon engaged in vaginal sex. Cliff fucked Clara into submission and filled her pussy four times with his seed. Clara was sexually drained and exhausted by the time Cliff left her and returned to his home. Clara's son Steven returned later Sunday evening from camp and things would be different with him back home. The only opportunity for Clara and Cliff to get together would be when Steven was at skating practice and only if Cliff wasn't working. Cliff went to work Monday and once again he was dead tired at the end of the day from all the physical labor. Cliff could feel himself muscling up due to all the digging and back filling work. He was already very fit but recently he even felt stronger. On Tuesday the skies opened up and it rained hard all morning. Cliff had reported to work but he was sent home as nothing would be done until Wednesday. Cliff was sitting around the house and thinking about the women he had fucked already this summer. He wished that he had some pools to clean but that was at least two weeks away. He then decided to head over to Steven's house to use the outdoor Jacuzzi since the rain had lightened up. He walked over and knocked on the door. It took Steven a little longer than usual to open the door. Steven had been looking at a hardcore magazine picturing homosexuals in many different sexual positions. One of the guys at skating camp had given the magazine to him. He had been lying naked in his bed stroking his cock when he heard the knock at the door. He slipped on a pair of shorts and answered the back door. Steven was surprised to see Cliff but he was also glad to see him. "Hi Steven, I was wondering if I could use the Jacuzzi? My body is pretty stiff from all the pool work lately," Cliff asked. "Yeah, sure, heck I'll join you. I didn't realize the rain had let up. Let me get my suit and I'll be right there," Steven replied. Cliff went out to the pool area and let himself in while Steven went back to his room to put on his Speedo. Steven thought about what Cliff said about his body being stiff from the pool work and he laughed to himself as he thought that he would like to see Cliff stiff. Steven put the magazine away in his room, put on his swim suit and then went out to the Jacuzzi. Cliff was already in the Jacuzzi when Steven arrived. "It looks like it might rain again," Steven noticed. "Yeah it's supposed to rain on and off all day but we should be good for awhile. The jacuzzi feels great thanks for letting me use it," Cliff replied. "No problem, you can use it anytime," Steven offered. "Hey how was skating camp?" "Oh it was pretty good. It's a good tune up before I head to college." "Does the school have a figure skating team?" "No but there is a club nearby that I will join and I will train with them." Cliff then closed his eyes and let the jets massage his body. Steven looked at his muscular friend as they both relaxed in the warm water. After a while Cliff sat up on the side of the Jacuzzi as his body was getting too hot. Steven watched as Cliff sat on the side and he looked right at Cliff's crotch. Steven felt his own cock stir just at the thought of seeing the outline of Cliff's cock. Steven then sat on the edge too and he decided to test the water with Cliff. "Cliff, can I tell you about skating camp but only if you promise not to tell anyone?" "Sure my lips are sealed." "Well you know that I'm a homosexual." "Yes I knew that," Cliff said cautiously as he wondered where this was going. "Almost all of the guys at camp are homos too. Well I was roomed together with this cute guy named Jeff and we hit it off. We had sex every night in our room as soon as the lights went out." Cliff looked at Steven curiously and Steven knew that Cliff wanted to ask him what guys did with each other. So Steven answered the unasked question. "As soon as the lights went out Jeff and I stripped off our underwear and got in bed naked together. First we would 69 and cum in each other's mouth and then we took turns fucking each other. Well somehow the counselors learned about us and one night we were caught. This one counselor Josh turned the lights on just as Jeff was sticking his cock in my ass." "Holy shit, did you guys get in trouble?" "Kind of, Josh told us to report to his quarters. What we didn't know was that Josh and the other Counselor Rick were lovers. So we went with Josh to his quarters and when we got there Rick was naked in bed with a hard-on." "No shit, what happened next?" Cliff asked excited by the story now. Steven looked at Cliff's crotch and he was pleased when he saw that Cliff had a boner. The outline of Cliff's impressive cock was clearly visible in his Speedo. "Well Jeff and I were told to take off our clothes and then we were put on all fours and fucked by Josh and Rick. Then after they came in our asses we had to suck them back to hard. Jeff and I were told to lie on our sides and suck each other's cock in a 69 position. Then the counselors fucked us again as Jeff and I sucked each other off. Josh fucked my ass that time as Rick fucked Jeff in the ass. Jeff and I came in each other's mouth before the counselor's came in our ass again." Cliff looked stunned as Steven shared his camp story. Cliff was also as hard as a rock and his cock threatened to burst through his swim suit. Steven glanced at Cliff's swimsuit and noticed the cock straining against it. Steven decided to tell Cliff more of the story. "So for the rest of camp Jeff and I would report to the counselor's quarters every night. The four of us had great sex together although Jeff and I never did get to fuck Josh and Rick. However Josh and Rick did suck us off a couple of times." "That is unbelievable!" Cliff sighed. "It was wild and a couple of times Josh and Rick would pull out of our asses and shoot cum all over us. They also liked watching us shoot so they would jerk us off until we came. Sometimes Josh and Rick would fuck us missionary style and jerk us off as they fucked us. Jeff and I would shoot and cover our bodies with our own cum and then Rick and Josh would pull out and cum all over us too. It was pretty wild stuff." "I'll say," Cliff gasped again. "Cliff can I ask you a personal question?" "I guess so but I may not answer it." "How you ever had sex with another guy? I mean have you ever let a guy suck your cock or have you ever fucked a guy in the ass?" "Hell no, you know that I'm not a homo." "Have you ever thought about it?" "No I haven't. I like women and I get plenty of sex." Cliff snapped. "Okay I just asked. Do you think that you would ever like to try it? I bet you that I can give you as good a blow job as any girl ever has." Cliff was lost for words so Steven kept talking. "If you think about it, a mouth is a mouth and an asshole is an asshole. It doesn't make any difference whether it's a man or a woman." Just then it started to rain again and it came down hard. Steven and Cliff grabbed their clothes and towels and dashed for the house. Once inside Steven invited Cliff up to his room as he wanted to show him something. Cliff followed Steven to the room but he was still wary of what was on Steven's mind. They sat on the side of Steven's bed and Steven pulled out the magazine. He showed it to Cliff and Cliff was shocked to see young men having sex with each other in every imaginable position. Cliff was also surprised to see that the young men were very attractive. "Where did you get this?" Cliff stammered. "Jeff brought it to camp. He got it in the city at one of the x-rated places." Steven noticed that Cliff had another boner so he decided to test Cliff once again. Steven reached for Cliff's cock and ran his hand over it through the bathing suit. Cliff jumped up and starred at Steven. "Cliff please let me see your cock. If you don't like anything that I do we can stop anytime." Cliff was confused but he was also hard and he was also horny. He nodded his head in the affirmative and Steven reached for Cliff's swimsuit. Cliff stood by the bed as Steven peeled the Speedo down over Cliff's hips. The impressive organ caught in the waistband of Cliff's suit and then leaped out of his swimsuit and stood straight out from him. Steven stared at it for a moment and then reached for it. Cliff let Steven touch him. Cliff liked the feeling of a hand different from his own on his cock and he closed his eyes as Steven stroked it. Steven slowly stroked the big dick with one hand and cupped Cliff's bloated balls with the other hand. Cliff sighed as Steven's hands moved over the genitals. Cliff closed his eyes as Steven's lips kissed the engorged cock. Cliff's body tensed as Steven's lips moved up and down the shaft and then Cliff gasped as Steven's mouth engulfed Cliff's cock. Cliff thought to himself, "Oh my God he is going to blow me." Steven was a very good cocksucker and in no time he had Cliff ready to blow his load. Cliff tried to prolong his orgasm as long as he could. Steven sat on the edge of the bed and drew Cliff in toward him. Steven caressed the back of Cliff's legs and cheeks of his ass as Steven's warm, wet, wonderful mouth sucked on Cliff's cock. Steven massaged the head of Cliff's cock against the roof of his mouth. He circled Cliff's cock with his tongue and Cliff felt the light scraping of Steven's teeth. Cliff's dick felt harder and longer than it ever felt in his life and he knew he was going to shoot soon. Steven took Cliff's cock out of his mouth and looked up at him as he stroked the entire length of it and massaged Cliff's bloated balls. Steven then put it back in his mouth and took it out again then he gently blew on it as his fingers continually massaged Cliff's balls. Steven tickled the cock head with his tongue and teased Cliff's pee slit. Steven had Cliff close to cumming a few times. Steven seemed to know when Cliff was getting close, and he would do things making him last longer, torturing Cliff in the process. Steven had been right this was as good a blow job as Cliff had ever had. Steven looked up at Cliff and smiled as he stroked the slick cock. Then he asked, "Ready to cum Cliff"? Cliff just nodded as he was speechless. Steven then took Cliff's cock all the way into his warm wet mouth. He swirled his tongue around the length of the shaft, nibbled on the cock head and sucked Cliff hard. Steven reached under Cliff's balls and rubbed the hardness between his balls and anus. Cliff felt his cock thicken and he knew he was going to cum. There was no stopping Cliff this time. Steven grabbed Cliff's ass cheeks with both hands as Cliff exploded in his mouth. Cliff fired round after round of cum into Steven's mouth and Steven sucked and swallowed as fast as he could. Rope after rope of semen shot into Steven's mouth as Cliff seemed to have an endless supply. Finally the barrage subsided and Cliff stopped cumming in Steven's mouth. Steven sucked on the thick firm cock until he had drained every drop from Cliff's dick. Cliff felt weak from the intense orgasm so he sat down on the other bed across from Steven. Cliff watched as Steven stood up and lowered his bathing suit to his knees. Steven's 6" boner jumped out and Steven quickly grabbed it in his hand. Steven stroked his own cock as he spoke. "I need to get off I am so hot!" Steven said in an excited tone. Cliff watched Steven jerk off. Steven's hand flew rapidly over his hard cock in search of his own release. He then turned slightly just before he came and Cliff watched as Steven ejaculated. Steven shot his load and the first couple of blasts must have traveled five feet before landing on the carpet. Steven seemed to cum for at least 30 seconds as stream after stream shot out of his dick. Cliff watched as Steven's buttocks tightened and then relaxed as he fired his load. Cliff admired Steven's bare ass as it was lily white compared to the well tanned body. Steven had a beautiful ass and Cliff felt his loins stir and his cock harden as he thought what it would be like to fuck Steven's ass. Steven looked over at Cliff and saw that Cliff had another boner. "Cliff would you like to fuck me? Would you like to stick your big thick cock in my ass?" Steven asked as he wiggled his shapely ass in Cliff's direction. Steven took off his bathing suit and his 6" still erect dick wavered in the air. He knelt on the bed and raised his ass in the air. Cliff looked at him in this position and decided that he looked just like a girl with his smooth hairless body and his great looking bubble butt. Steven reached back and lubed his asshole with lotion. Cliff saw this and then applied a generous amount of lotion to his own cock. Cliff stood behind Steven and stared at the incredible ass that he was about to fuck. He hadn't fucked an ass in weeks. Cliff then spit on his dick making very slippery and eased into Steven's asshole. Cliff was gentle with him allowing Steven to adjust to the size of his cock. Soon he was buried to the hilt in Steven's ass and he fucked his neighbor royally. Cliff held on to the pretty twin cheeks of Steven's ass as he fucked him thoroughly. Steven had been butt fucked before but never with a cock this size. He couldn't believe how full he felt with Cliff's enormous dick in his ass. Cliff had the biggest cock that had ever been in Steven's ass. It was bigger than his skating coach, bigger than his teammate's and even bigger than the state trooper who fucked him instead of giving him a speeding ticket. Steven felt Cliff tense and then fill his ass with cum. Cliff continued to fuck Steven's ass and the jizm backed out of his ass and ran down over Steven's balls. Steven fired a blast of cum onto the bed this time without ever even touching his own cock. Cliff eased his soft cock out of Steven's ass and Steven turned around took it in his mouth and sucked him dry and clean. Not a word was spoken between them as they reflected on what just happened between them. Cliff had just had one of the best blow jobs and ass fucks in his life and it was with a guy. Not just any guy but his neighbor. Cliff was the first to break the silence and announced, "I am going to grab a shower." Cliff then entered the shower without even asking permission. Cliff relaxed under the hot water as he thought of Steven and how good it was to fuck his ass. Cliff loved watching his cock slide in and out of the shapely ass. Cliff then decided that it was no different being with a guy then with a girl when it came to getting a blow job or butt fucking. Cliff felt his loins stir again just thinking of Steven's ass. After the soothing shower, Cliff dried himself off and walked back into the Steven's bedroom. To his surprise Steven was in bed on all fours with his curvy bubble butt stuck up in the air. Cliff felt his cock twinge as he looked at Steven's hot ass. Steven's body was delicate, hairless and flawless. He really did look like a girl in this position. "Cliff, I would like you to fuck me again," he said in a sultry voice. "You would like to fuck me again wouldn't you?" he asked. Cliff's cock hardened as he approached the bed. He knelt behind Steven and began to caress Steven's beautiful ass. Steven handed Cliff the lotion and asked Cliff to get his ass ready. Cliff put an ample amount of lotion in his hands and rubbed it all around Steven's bung hole. Then Cliff inserted first one finger then two fingers preparing Steven's ass for another ass fuck. Cliff sawed his fingers in and out of Steven's anus and Cliff was turned on by the thought of burying his cock in Steven's shapely ass one more time. Cliff moved closer to Steven and lined up the head of his cock with Steven's anal opening. Cliff eased his big dick into Steven's ass. Steven reminded Cliff, "Not too deep at first, then deeper." Cliff spat on his hand and rubbed his saliva all over his cock which made it very slick when combined with the lotion. Cliff's cock head cleared the sphincter and he fed it to Steven a little at a time. Steven's ass chute was warm and tight as Cliff went deeper and deeper into him. Soon he was all the way in Steven's ass and he started a slow fucking motion. Cliff continued to pump Steven's ass with deep, long, deliberate thrusts. Cliff caressed Steven's smooth round ass as he fucked it. Steven asked Cliff to fuck him harder and quicker. So Cliff picked up the pace and he pounded Steven's ass faster and faster. Cliff's balls started bouncing off of Steven's balls and Steven moaned with each thrust of Cliff's cock. Cliff could feel his climax building and he knew that any moment he would shoot his seed in Steven's ass. Cliff tried to make it last as long as possible but once Steven contracted his anal muscles Cliff lost it. Cliff fired a barrage of cum in Steven's ass filling it to overflowing. Cliff couldn't remember when he came so much. As Cliff continued to fuck, his jizm backed up in Steven's rectum and oozed out flowing over Steven's balls. Steven used his talented anal muscles to milk Cliff's cock and drained it dry. Steven's milking action weakened Cliff and sent tingles through his body. Cliff pulled out of Steven and collapsed on the bed next to him. Steven rolled over on his back and jerked off once again. Cliff watched as Steven stroked his cock. Steven fired another round of spunk into the air. The first blast landed on Steven's face, neck and chest. The remainder of his load landed on his abs and pooled around his pubes. Cliff decided that he needed another shower and Steven showered with him. Even though Cliff had nothing left it was still fun to wash Steven's shapely ass and play with it. The two of them dried off, dressed and then Cliff left for his home. Steven thanked him for a marvelous afternoon and said that he hoped they could get together some more. Cliff was bewildered as he walked home. He had clearly crossed the line in more ways than one and he had to decide what to do next. Cliff then thought about Steven's mother Clara. What would she say if she knew that Cliff was fucking her son? Then Cliff thought that he could still fuck Clara and take care of her pussy but when he needed a good blow job or ass fuck he could rely on Steven. It was an arrangement he never anticipated but one that he planned to take advantage of. It was half way through the summer and Cliff had not had sex with any girl his won age but he was clearly enjoying his new found sexuality. Summer of '59 Ch. 03 CLIFF REVISITS STEVEN The rain continued into Wednesday so the pool installation project was put on hold for another day. Cliff ate breakfast and then he decided to visit Steven again. He had given it a lot of thought and although he knew that he had no interest in another guy's cock, fucking Steven was not so bad. Cliff made his way over to Steven's house. Steven was looking at the magazine again and jerking off as he fantasized about Cliff fucking him. Steven had just cum on his chest when he heard the knock on the back door. He knew it was Cliff. Steven was pleased to see Cliff standing at the door and Steven didn't even bother to put on any clothes even though he had just cum, he felt his loins stir with Cliff's presence. Steven opened the door for Cliff and invited him in. Cliff stared at his pretty neighbor for a second once again taking in his body. Cliff noticed the spunk that was beginning to dry on Steven's body. Steven smiled and told Cliff to come in, "I was just looking at the magazine and thinking about you." Cliff laughed and said, "I can see that!" Steven turned to walk back in the family room and Cliff watched as the shapely boy walked ahead of him. Cliff felt that familiar stirring in his groin as he watched Steven's curvy ass all the way into the family room. Cliff could smell the sex in the family room and he was sure that Steven had unleashed one of his volcanic orgasms. Then Steven turned when he reached the room and spoke to Cliff. "I was just going to take a shower. Would you like to join me? Would you like to fuck me in the shower? Steven asked. "Sure I didn't shower this morning and I would love to join you," Cliff replied trying to hide his excitement. Cliff followed Steven up the stairs to his bathroom and as he did he watched Steven's hot ass sway from side to side. Steven walked with an air of confidence as he knew Cliff was watching him. Steven rolled his buttocks as he ascended the stairs and had a swagger that said come and fuck me. Cliff felt his cock harden as he walked behind Steven and stared at his perfect ass. Cliff knew that within minutes he would be sliding his soapy cock into Steven's soapy asshole. Cliff stripped off his clothes and left them on Steven's bed. Then he entered the bathroom and joined Steven in the shower. Cliff washed Steven's body and paid particular attention to Steven's ass. Cliff stood behind Steven and washed Steven's chest and abs. Then Cliff's hands made their way down to Steven's ass. Cliff cupped the luscious buttocks in his hands as he soaped up Steven's ass. The he fingered Steven's asshole and soaped up his own cock. Steven leaned forward slightly placing his hands on the shower wall and arched his back so that his ass pushed back toward Cliff. Cliff eased his cock into Steven's soapy asshole as he held onto Steven's hips. Steven groaned seductively as the big dick entered his asshole. Cliff fucked him slowly and watched his cock slide out of Steven's shapely ass. Cliff was so turned on that he felt his orgasm building quicker then he planned. There was no stopping him and his balls tightened as he unloaded in Steven's ass. Cliff held onto to Steven's hips and drove his cock deep into Steven's asshole. Steven felt the molten sperm fill his asshole to overflowing and instinctively used his anal muscles to milk Cliff's cock. "Oh Cliff I feel it! I feel you cumming in me. It feels so good keep fucking me," Steven blurted. Cliff stayed hard and kept fucking Steven. Cliff could feel his own semen surround his cock as he continued to fuck Steven's ass. Cliff sensed that he would stay hard and he was pleased that he could continue to fuck Steven's ass. Steven realized that Cliff would fuck him until he ejaculated again and Steven began to stroke his own cock. Steven wished that Cliff would jerk him off while he fucked his ass. "Cliff, play with me. Play with my cock. Stroke it for me just like you stroke a girl's clit," Steven begged. Cliff had never touched a cock other than his own but he honored Steven's request. He grabbed a hold of his friend's cock and jerked him off as he fucked Steven's ass. Cliff lasted much longer this time but he still felt a huge orgasm building in his balls. Just as Cliff came in Steven's ass a second time, Steven screamed that he was cumming. Cliff stroked Steven quicker and he watched over Steven's shoulder as Steven ejaculated. Steven's cum shot out of his cock and splattered against the shower wall. Cliff actually liked seeing Steven cum and watching the spunk shoot out of Steven's cock. Cliff and Steven let the shower water cascade over their bodies and cleanse them of all semen. Then they dried off and walked naked back into Steven's bedroom. Steven picked up Cliff's clothes off the bed and placed them on the chair. Steven then lay face down on his bed as Cliff stood there and looked at Steven's bubble butt sticking up naturally from the rest of his body. "Cliff, would you do me a big favor and massage my shoulders and back? I am really stiff after holding that position in the shower for so long," Steven asked in a soft voice. Steven told Cliff where the massage oil was in the bathroom. Cliff retrieved the body oil and then straddled Steven's body. Cliff sat on Steven's legs just below Steven's buttocks and rested his soft cock in the crack of Steven's ass. Cliff poured the oil on Steven's back and shoulders and then began to massage the pretty teenager's body. Steven's skin was hairless, smooth and flawless and Cliff's hands glided over the skin. After several minutes of massaging Steven's upper body Cliff turned his attention to Steven's ass. Cliff massaged each of Steven's buttocks relishing in the feel of the round firm globes. Cliff felt his cock begin to harden again and within a few minutes of rubbing Steven's ass Cliff was erect again. Cliff's huge hard cock was nestled in the crack of Steven's ass and Cliff slid his cock within the fold of Steven's buttocks. Steven felt Cliff's cock harden again and he said, "You like my ass don't you Cliff?" "I love your ass. I love fucking you in your perfectly shaped ass," Cliff replied. "Are you going to fuck me again today?" Steven asked in a sultry voice. "I think I will. You got me hard again so I might as well fuck your hot ass one more time," Cliff answered. Cliff smoothed the body oil all over his cock and then he poured some of it in the crack of Steven's ass. Cliff then fingered Steven's asshole making sure that it was well lubed for another round of butt fucking. Satisfied that Steven was sufficiently lubricated, Cliff eased his cock into the boy's hot ass for the third time that day. Steven pushed his buns up to meet Cliff's penetration and the cock slid in easily. Steven groaned as the thick shaft filled his anal passage again. Cliff fucked Steven for what seemed to be hours before he finally came again in Steven's ass and then Cliff collapsed on top of Steven. The two of them remained in the same position for several minutes before they separated. Cliff rolled off of Steven and lay on his back beside him. As Cliff lay in bed he realized that he had never thought of Clara all the while that he fucked Steven. "Cliff, that was so good. I love it when you fuck me and cum in my ass. Do your girlfriends like it when you fuck them in the ass?" Steven asked. "The girl I'm seeing now doesn't like it in the ass so I have never fucked her there, just her pussy," Cliff admitted but of course Steven had no idea that Cliff was talking about Steven's mother. "Wow this great! You can fuck your girlfriend's pussy and you can still fuck my ass too," Steven said excitedly. "That's right Steven, you are a great ass fuck and you give great head. We just have to keep that to ourselves. That way I can keep you and my girlfriend happy," Cliff agreed. "Doesn't your girlfriend like to suck cock?" Steven asked. "She doesn't want me to cum in her mouth," Cliff admitted. "She doesn't know what she is missing," Steven giggled. Steven told Cliff about the skating team and the brief encounters. Steven admitted having sex with his teammate Kim frequently and once in awhile another team member would join them in the shower. Paul who is married once caught Kim and Steven in the shower after skating practice when they thought they were alone. Steven told Cliff that he was fucking Kim when Paul came in and caught them. Paul just smiled and walked up behind Steven and then Paul began to fuck Steven. Steven thrust forward into Kim's ass and then when he backed out Paul's cock filled Steven's ass. Steven explained that Paul wasn't gay and that he had no interest in another cock. Paul loved fucking both Steven and Kim in the ass but that was the extent of it. Paul was married and after fucking Steven and Kim, Paul considered himself bi-sexual from that point on. Steven then suggested that they fuck one more time and then get dressed before his mother came home from work. Cliff looked at the time and he couldn't believe it, they had been fucking for hours. He and Steven fucked, showered, dressed and then relaxed downstairs in the family room for awhile before Cliff finally took off and went back home. THE DAYS AFTER Over the next ten days, except for weekends, Cliff and Steven got together during the week whenever Cliff wasn't working. One morning Steven asked Cliff to fuck him missionary style. Steven lay on the bed on his back with his legs splayed. Cliff moved between Steven's legs and slipped his rock hard cock into Steven's ass. Steven held his legs apart as Cliff buried his cock deep into the teenager. Cliff fucked Steven in this position for quite sometime before he was ready to cum. Cliff watched as Steven's hard dick bounced off his tummy as Cliff pummeled Steven's ass. Cliff had the urge to hold onto Steven's cock until he was ready to cum again. Steven squealed with delight when Cliff grabbed Steven's cock and began to jerk him. Steven screamed out loud that he was close and Cliff jerked him faster. Steven came in buckets and the first shot went past his head and splattered against the headboard. Cliff would become accustomed to jerking off Steven's cock. In fact he started to look forward to it. Cliff loved to watch his neighbor shoot his cum over his head and onto his body. Cliff loved to tease Steven and at times he would squeeze Steven's cock tightly to delay the orgasm. Cliff would finally release his grip on Steven's cock and Steven would shoot past his own head and splatter the headboard. After the first shot soared by Steven's face and hit the headboard, the second and third volleys would hit Steven on the neck, chest and abs. The subsequent second and third shots would coat Steven's chest and abs. Finally the remaining cum would ooze from his cock and puddle around Steven's pubes. On one occasion after Steven came all over his own body, Cliff pulled his big cock out of Steven's ass and sprayed his load on Steven's body. Steven watched as Cliff's first discharge reached Steven's neck and then as the second, third and forth sprays covered Steven's body. Steven's and Cliff's semen merged into one pool and puddled on Steven's body. Steven exclaimed, "Oh wow just like in the magazine!" Cliff and Steven also played games at times as Cliff would try to cum in Steven's ass as many times as he could without pulling out his cock. Cliff only made it to three orgasms when keeping his cock buried in Steven's ass, although he did come close to a fourth orgasm one time. Cliff enjoyed fucking Steven's beautiful bubble butt and he savored every moment he was buried in him. Cliff always took his time fucking Steven as he tried to make each fuck session last as long as possible. One day right after Steven sucked Cliff's cock and Cliff had fucked him; Steven went into the swimming pool naked. Steven located the rubber float and lay face down on it. Cliff looked at Steven's hot ass sticking up on the float and he decided that he just had to fuck Steven again. Cliff also naked entered the pool with a gob of lotion in his hand. Cliff pulled Steven's float into the swallow end of the pool and moved between the teenager's legs. Cliff dumped the lotion into the crack of Steven's ass and pushed it into Steven's asshole. Steven turned his head to one side, looked back at Cliff and smiled at him. Cliff got hard again just from fingering Steven's asshole. Cliff lined up his big dick with Steven's asshole and pressed forward. Cliff's cock entered Steven's ass easily and then Cliff began to fuck Steven slowly. Cliff held Steven by his beautiful ass cheeks as he humped the enticing ass. Cliff took his time and prolonged his orgasm as long as he could. Steven began to squeeze Cliff's cock with his anal muscles and he soon had Cliff on the verge of another orgasm. Cliff felt his load travel through his shaft and once again he filled Steven's ass with a generous amount of spunk. Steven rolled over on the raft just as Cliff's cock slipped from his ass. Steven then jerked off sending his spunk flying over his shoulder into the pool and onto his body. Steven still had skating practice on Saturday afternoons and when Cliff wasn't working that was when he went over to the house and scraped Clara's horns. Clara enjoyed the Saturday fucking that she got from Cliff and she looked forward to each time he visited her. ALL GOOD THINGS COME TO AN END WITH THE NEIGHBORS One day Clara came home from work early as she was not feeling that well. She walked in the house and heard her son Steven moaning and groaning in his bedroom. Clara knew that Steven liked other boys but she had strictly forbidden him to have sex in their house. Clara stormed up the stairs to see what all the noise was about and she was stopped dead in her tracks. She looked in her son's room and froze. Cliff was buried balls deep in Steven's tight asshole. Steven was flattened on the bed face down as Cliff drove his big cock deep into the bowels of his lover. Steven's ass moved under Cliff but Cliff's strength and drive kept Steven pinned under him. Cliff's powerful buttocks clenched and unclenched as he pummeled Steven's ass. Cliff's thick cock drove into Steven and then retreated until only the head remained in Steven's rectum. Steven felt the powerful shaft drive in and out of the anal passage like a piston causing Steven to cry out. "Oh God your cock is so thick in my ass, so deep. Oh fuck yeah, fill me with your big dick. Cum in me, I want your spunk shooting in my ass," Steven exclaimed! Cliff continued to fuck the shapely firm ass of his lover driving his cock into the warm recess. Cliff sensed his orgasm building in his balls and he knew that within minutes he would cum in Steven's hot ass. Cliff felt the pressure in his scrotum just before he unleashed a torrent of semen into the shapely firm ass underneath him. Cliff felt Steven's anal muscles tighten around the shaft and squeeze every ounce of spunk out of it. "Oh shit, I feel it. I love it when you cum in my ass. I love your hot seed flooding my ass," Steven cried out. Cliff stayed hard and he slowly fucked Steven's ass as the semen coated his shaft. Steven sensed that Cliff was up for another round and whispered, "Cliff if you are going to keep fucking my ass let's roll on our sides." Cliff rolled to his side keeping his cock in Steven's ass as he pulled Steven to the side. Cliff's hands wrapped around and caressed Steven's body. Cliff ran his hands over Steven's breasts and tight abs as they moved toward Steven's pubes. The back of Cliff's hand brushed against Steven's erect cock causing Steven to gasp. "Please hold me and jerk me," Steven pleaded. Cliff took hold of the 6" cock and stroked it as he fucked Steven's ass again. Cliff was not interested in another man's cock but he didn't mind jerking off Steven and he loved to see Steven shoot. Steven had an amazing capacity for ejaculations. Steven would have volcanic like orgasms when he came and his semen would shoot four or five feet at times, particularly with his first orgasm of the day. Cliff kept fucking Steven until they both came. Steven came twice before Cliff came in Steven's ass a second time. The first time Steven ejaculated his cum shot passed his face and hit the headboard. The second time he came his seed hit him in the face and neck. Then Cliff lost it and dumped another powerful load in Steven's ass. The two of them rested on their sides as Cliff's cock slowly deflated and slipped from Steven's asshole. By the time they were ready to get out of bed their spunk had dried on Steven's body. Clara had seen enough and she ran into the room screaming and then slapping both teenagers. Clara had slipped in her emotional state and yelled at Cliff. "How could you? After making love with me how could you do this with my son?" Steven looked at Cliff with disdain as he realized that Cliff had been fucking his mother. Then Steven started yelling at Cliff. Cliff quickly grabbed his clothes and ran downstairs as Clara continued her tirade with Steven. Cliff realized that he would not be welcome any longer at the neighbor's house or pool. He was right as Clara and Steven never spoke to him again. Cliff was thankful that they had kept everything to themselves and it didn't get around the neighborhood. Cliff had enjoyed fucking Clara's pussy and putting his dick in Steven's mouth and ass but that was now history. A few days later Cliff went over to the pool to look for Steve and apologize to him. Steve was not in the house so Cliff checked the pool. He heard voices in the pool and he tried to enter but the code had been changed. Cliff however easily scaled the fence and walked toward the pool he stopped when he got close and looked in. Cliff saw that Steven had two friends over and he assumed that they were also skaters. Cliff watched as the three pretty boys fooled around with each other. Steven stood between the other two boys as they pulled Steven's Speedo done to his knees. Then both boys lowered their own bathing suits and their erect cocks sprung out. Steven took hold of each cock in his hand and stroked them as the two boys each grabbed Steven's ass and kissed him on the neck. It wasn't long before Steven was on all fours with a cock in his mouth and a cock in his ass. Cliff had seen enough so he left the pool area and returned home. Cliff was at home thinking about his next pool cleaning assignment and about fucking Molly and Martha again. He also wondered if he would make it with any other older women before the summer was over. Just then the phone rang and it was a woman asking if he still did odd jobs. "Hello my name is Anna and I have some projects that I need help with. A friend of mine, Peggy recommended you," the mature sexy voice said. "Well yes I still do odd jobs but I am also working with a swimming pool company and I never know what days I will be working," Cliff replied curious about what this woman looked like. "Well I can be very flexible but I do have to tell you that on Tuesdays I vacuum the house and I always do that in the nude," Anna told him in a sultry tone. Cliff gulped and then answered, "Well let's see what I can work out. I will let you know." Anna gave Cliff her address and phone number but then she reminded him that if he came over on Tuesday there was no need to call as she would be home. They hung up and Cliff was anxious to see what this woman looked like as he knew she had to be action if Peggy had talked to her. Cliff was sure that Peggy told Anna about him and their activities. Cliff decided to drive by her house and check her out before he did any work for her. Cliff drove by Anna's place and staked it out for awhile. Then he saw Anna pull in the driveway and after she pulled the car into the garage, she walked to the mail box. Cliff watched the mature blonde beauty as she sauntered up and down the driveway. At that moment he made up his mind that he would visit Anna and it would be on a Tuesday. He just had to see where it would lead. Summer of '59 Ch. 03 NEXT CHAPTER Cliff meets Anna and others. Summer of '59 Cliff moved steadily and slowly in and out of Peggy's ass until he felt his release building in his balls. Cliff picked up the pace and thrust quicker and harder into Peggy's ass. His body slapped against her buttocks causing them to jiggle as he fucked her and the sight was erotic. He loved watching his cock slide in and out of her shapely buns. Then his body stiffened and he thrust all the way into her ass as his cum traveled from his scrotum through his cock and shot into Peggy's ass. Cliff felt stream after stream of cum shoot through his cock and go deep into Peggy's rectum. Peggy loved the feeling of cum coating her anal channel and filling her rectum. Cliff had shot an enormous amount of cum in her asshole and Peggy couldn't remember the last time she was so full. Cliff stayed in her ass for minutes as Peggy used her talented anal muscles to milk his cock dry of any cum remaining in his shaft. Cliff's cock began to soften slightly and he let it slip from Peggy's asshole. He looked at her dilated anus and it looked vulnerable as a little bit of cum trickled out of it. Cliff was then shocked when Peggy spun around and took his semi-erect cock in her mouth and sucked it clean. He couldn't believe that she would take a cock right from her ass into her mouth but the act excited him. "My poor cunny needs attention right now," Peggy pleaded. Cliff realized that they were still dressed. Peggy still had her dress on and he still had on his shirt with his pants and underwear around his ankles. In all the time they had fucked and sucked they had never been completely naked. Cliff now wanted to be naked and he wanted to see the rest of Peggy's body. He still hadn't seen her tits yet. "Peggy I want to see you naked. Let's take all our clothes off," Cliff ordered rather than requested. "But what if someone comes in and catches us naked?" she whimpered as if a little girl. "No one is coming in. Now do as you're told or I am going to spank your bottom and put my thing in your pooper again," Cliff replied playing the game. Peggy acted shy as she stood up and removed her dress and bra. Cliff watched her as he took off his own clothes. Peggy had a great figure and her tits were perfect, not too big and nice and firm. Peggy lay back on the bed and she opened her legs for Cliff. He knew that she wanted him to eat her pussy again and he was only to glad to comply. He slipped between her legs and she cuddled his head in her hands and stroked his hair and he ate her pussy. Cliff buried his tongue in Peggy's pussy shoving it in as if he was fucking her. Peggy loved the action as he nibbled on her clit while he fingered her pussy. Cliff was really getting into the action particularly because of the way he had Peggy squirming and tossing on the bed. Peggy moved her legs over Cliff's shoulders and pulled his head closer to her pussy. Cliff held on to Peggy's shapely buttocks and squeezed and fondled her firm ass cheeks as he ate her pussy. "Oh, oh, yes oh, oh!" Peggy cried out. Cliff continued to eat her pussy as he held her ass tightly in his hands. He then moved his hands up to her tits and found her hard nipples. Cliff massaged her boobs and twirled her nipples in his fingertips as he continued to munch on her pussy and clit. Peggy was tossing and thrusting her pussy into Cliff's face as she moaned and groaned in ecstasy. Cliff decided to play with her asshole again as he ate her pussy. He snuck one hand behind Peggy's bottom and toyed with her asshole tickling the tight nether hole. "Oh are you going to put your finger in my pooper again?" Peggy sighed. Cliff stuck his middle finger in Peggy's pussy and got it good and wet with her juices. He then positioned it at Peggy's asshole and shoved it in. Peggy gasped with the abrupt anal penetration but soon had Cliff's finger buried in her ass. Cliff pumped his finger in and out of Peggy's ass as he continued to maul her pussy with his mouth. Cliff loved the feel of his finger in the warm recess of Peggy's ass and he was sure that he could feel his cum in her hole. Peggy stiffened and gasped aloud as she came on Cliff's face. Cliff held on to her with his finger still buried in her ass and his mouth glued to her cunt. He felt the waves of orgasm rock Peggy's body and his face was flooded with her cunt juice. Peggy kept humping his face until the last of her orgasms passed and she flopped back on the bed. Cliff slipped his finger from her ass and his hands found her breasts again. He stroked her tits and nipples as he gently licked her pussy dry of all her juices. Cliff finished eating her and then sat up kneeling between Peggy legs. Cliff followed Peggy's eyes to his cock and then he realized that he was hard again. Peggy smiled at him and said, "Oh look at you. Your thing is big and hard again. Are you going to put your thing in my cunny again?" Cliff leaned forward and aimed his cock at Peggy's pussy. He slid in easily to the hilt and reveled in the warmth of her cunt. Cliff began to pump his cock in and out of Peggy's pussy as she wrapped her shapely legs around his back. Peggy pulled him in with her legs and positioned herself so that her clit was in constant contact with his cock. Cliff began to pound Peggy's pussy and Peggy humped her hips back at him just as hard. The two of them fucked each other frantically breathing heavy and grunting and moaning. Peggy had another orgasm but continued to fuck Cliff toward his. Peggy lost count of her orgasms before Cliff finally filled her pussy with cum. Cliff stiffened and then thrust into her each time he felt his cum ejaculate. Peggy rocked with him and she clenched her cunt muscles squeezing every drop of cum from his cock. Cliff collapsed on her body as he felt the last surge of cum leave his cock. Peggy held him tight as he relaxed his body. Cliff had never felt so good in his life. He had fucked other girls his age before but it was never like this. He couldn't believe his good fortune in fucking a woman like Peggy. It would change his opinion of older women forever. Cliff and Peggy lay still in bed for a long time. Cliff caressed Peggy's cute firm tits and rolled her hard nipples in his fingers. Peggy ran her hand along Cliff's balls and cock and she soon had him hard again. Cliff rolled over on her and they fucked again until Peggy begged him to stop that she couldn't cum anymore. "Oh please we have to give my poor cunny a rest," she pleaded. "Okay then I will just have to stick my thing back in your pooper," Cliff replied playing her game. Peggy rolled over and wiggled her ass for Cliff. He got some more lotion and lubed up his cock and her asshole once again. Then Cliff rolled over on top of Peggy and slid his cock into her ass once again. He fucked her slowly for awhile and then he knelt up pulling Peggy with him so he could watch the anal penetration. Cliff fucked her ass slowly for a long time before he came with his fourth load of the day. Cliff buried his cock in Peggy's ass and held it there as he ejaculated into her rectum. As before she used her anal muscles to milk his cock dry and then Cliff pulled his softening cock from her ass. He flopped down on the bed as he was drained and exhausted. This time Peggy did not go down on him and take his cock in her mouth. She too lay still face down on the bed. Not another word was spoken as Cliff got up and went into the bathroom to clean up. He then dressed and went over to the side of the bed. He looked down at Peggy and stared at her gorgeous ass. It was hard for him to believe that he had fucked her ass not once but twice that day. He noticed that traces of cum seemed to bubble up and trickle out of her ass as she lay there. Cliff patted her on her shapely buttocks and said good-bye. "I have some more work for you, are you available next weekend?" Peggy asked almost in a whisper. "Yes I will keep the weekend open for you," Cliff replied and then he smiled to himself and thought, "This could be quite a summer." Cliff left the house and then he drove back to his own home. He made himself something to eat and as his parents watched TV. Then he told them he was going up to his room as he was exhausted. They said goodnight and he went up to bed. He thought about Peggy and what next weekend would bring. Was it possible that they could do anything that they hadn't already done? CLIFF LOOKS AT OLDER WOMEN IN A NEW WAY Monday morning Cliff woke up and went downstairs to have breakfast. His parents had already left for work so he got a glass of juice and a bowl of cereal. After breakfast Cliff went outside to play basketball in the driveway. As he shot hoops in his driveway he spotted his neighbor and former classmate Steven Faulkner. "Hey Steve, want to join me shooting hoops," Cliff called. "No thanks, I'm going to clean the pool. Why don't you come over later for a swim," Steven offered. "Sounds great, I'll be over later," Cliff accepted. Cliff knew that Steven was a homosexual but he still liked him. Steven had never made a pass at Cliff and they got along fine as neighbors. Steven's parents were divorced and he lived with his mother in the house. Steven handled most of the chores and at times Cliff helped them out. Cliff had never paid much attention to Steven's mom, Clara Faulkner. But all of a sudden he thought back to how she looked in a bathing suit. She always wore a very conservative one piece back bathing suit that had a little skirt on it. It seemed as if she were trying to conceal her curves. But Cliff remembered her great legs, her narrow waist and smallish bust when he saw her at the pool. Probably because of his recent encounter with Peggy he wondered if Mrs. Faulkner was a good fuck or if she even got laid anymore. Cliff had never known her to date another man. Cliff decided to check with Steven later when they were at the pool together and find out if his mother was seeing anyone. Cliff realized that he was getting a hard on thinking about Mrs. Faulkner. Just then the phone rang and Cliff dashed inside to answer it. The pool company was on the line and he had been selected for a summer job. He would not be put on the payroll but he would be paid by the job. It was explained that he knew anyone with swimming pools and he got a maintenance contract from them that he would receive a commission in addition to his hourly wage. Cliff was thrilled and his first job would be a week from Monday. Cliff hung up the phone and then he wrote down everyone he knew that had a swimming pool. He would contact them and see if they would be interested in a maintenance contract. He would start with the neighbors that afternoon when he spoke with Steven. Later that day after lunch Cliff headed over to the Faulkner's back yard and entered the swimming pool area. They really had a nice setup. The pool wasn't huge but you could comfortably swim laps in it. There was a Jacuzzi at the far end that easily accommodated six people and the best thing was that the yard was totally secluded and private. Cliff spotted Steven in one of the lounges and called out to him. "Hey Steven," Cliff yelled. "Hi Cliff come on in. I just finished cleaning the pool and sat down to have a beer. Want one?" Steven offered. "Sure a beer sounds good," Cliff accepted and sat in the lounge next to Steven. Cliff told Steven about his new summer job with the pool company and that he started next Monday. Cliff also mentioned the opportunity to earn commissions on new business. "Really that's cool," said Steven and then added, "We should look into having you do our maintenance." "That would be great if you would check with your mom," Cliff replied. "I think she might go for it. I'm leaving in two weeks for a skating camp and I will be gone for a little more than two weeks. My mom hates to clean the pool so it would be perfect if she hired you," Steven stated. "Wow that would be great. As soon as I know how much it costs. I'll get the information to you," Cliff said excitedly. "Hey let's go for a swim," Steven suggested. Steven jumped in the water while Cliff was taking off his shorts. Cliff always wore shorts over his tight bikini Speedo. Steven also wore the same type of suit and they both displayed their manly packages. Steven watched as Cliff moved toward the pool and then dove in cutting the water like a knife. Steven felt his loins stir when he caught a glimpse of Cliff's cock outlined in the Speedo. Steven had never come on to Cliff but he secretly fantasized about sucking Cliff's cock and Cliff fucking him in the ass. Steven felt his own cock harden just at the thought of making it with Cliff. Steven snapped out of his day dream when Cliff surfaced and splashed water at Steven. The two of them then swam around the pool for almost 30 minutes. Steven suggested the Jacuzzi, so they grabbed a couple of more beers and sat in the Jacuzzi. They stayed in the Jacuzzi until they finished their beers and then they jumped back in the pool to cool off for a few minutes. Steven and Cliff then got out and took their seats in the lounge chairs. They rested and chatted for several minutes when they were interrupted by Mrs. Faulkner who had just arrived home from work. "Steven, I'm home," she called and then she spotted Cliff, "Oh hello Cliff how are you?" "Just fine Mrs. Faulkner. How are you doing?" Cliff replied politely. "I'm well thank you!" she answered blushing slightly because she caught herself looking at Cliff's crotch. "Are you going to join us for a swim Mom?" Steven asked. "Oh I don't think so. I was going to start dinner," she answered. "Come on Mom, just for a little while. I'm not really that hungry yet," Steven urged. "Yeah, come on Mrs. Faulkner please join us," Cliff asked chiming in as he wanted to see her in her bathing suit. "Oh all right but just for a short while," she accepted. "Hey Mom bring out some more beers when you come back," Steven called to her. Several minutes later Clara Faulkner walked back into the pool area carrying a six pack of beer. Cliff studied her like he never had before and he decided that she was indeed a good looking woman. Cliff felt that familiar tingling in his loins and realized that he was getting an erection. Normally he would have been embarrassed and tried to hide it but today he was comfortable with the outline of his erect cock showing through his tight Speedo swimsuit. Clara spotted Cliff's erection poking through his bathing suit and she felt a chill run through her body. Steven also noticed Cliff's boner and then he felt his own cock stiffen in his swimsuit. Cliff stared at Clara's shapely legs but he could only imagine what was underneath her bathing suit. The bathing suit was so conservative it was unflattering to her figure. The talked for awhile as they sipped beers and Cliff brought up the pool maintenance issue with Clara. Steven though it was a great idea but Clara was cautious about it and said she wanted to hear how much it cost before she made any decisions. Cliff promised that he would get the information to her next week. Steven and Cliff finished the six pack of beer and then Clara decided it was time to make dinner. She said goodbye to Cliff and headed in the house. Cliff told Steven that he would see him tomorrow and then he went back to his home. That night after dinner and leisure time, Steven, Clara and Cliff were in bed thinking about each other. Clara was thinking about Cliff, Cliff was thinking about Clara and Steven was thinking about Cliff. Cliff wished that Clara would wear a different bathing suit. A bikini would be ideal but even a two piece would be sufficient to show off her body. Cliff tried to picture her in a two piece bathing suit that showed off her shapely legs, her flat tummy and her curvy ass. He envisioned himself alone at the pool with Steven's mother rubbing suntan lotion on her back and shoulders as she lay face down. Then Cliff imagined himself getting bolder and putting on her legs despite her mild protest. He let his hands slide inside her legs and Mrs. Faulkner opened them slightly. He then ran his hands over her shapely ass and tugged her bathing suit bottom down just below the cheeks of her ass. He then imagined that he massaged her curvy ass cheeks with his lotion slick hands. He would slip his fingers into the crack in her ass and between her legs locating her pussy. He imagined lifting Mrs. Faulkner up by her hips so that her ass was in the air and then he fingered her pussy and asshole at the same time just as he had done with Peggy. By this time Cliff had a raging hard-on and he grabbed a hold of it. As he dreamed of the things that he would do with Mrs. Faulkner he jerked hard on his cock. His hand flew over his rod as he imagined fucking her in her pussy and in her ass. Cliff felt pressure in his balls and he knew he was seconds away from a massive ejaculation. He jerked faster and held his cock tighter until he felt the surge in his loins. Cum shot out of the end of his dick and hit the headboard and pillow. The second, third and forth jets landed on his chest as the fifth stream landed on his abs. His cock continued to spurt and cum puddled on his pubes. He released his cock and let it flop on his cum soaked pubes and he took a deep breath. Cliff lie still after his intense ejaculation and let his seed dry on his body. He hoped someday that Mrs. Faulkner would experience the intensity of his ejaculation. In another bed Clara Faulkner was thinking of just that same thing. She often thought of Cliff and she always got excited when she saw the outline of his cock in his Speedo bathing suit. She knew it would never happen but she enjoyed fantasizing about Cliff making love to her. Clara had not had sex with a man since her husband passed away five years ago. At 42 years old she was still an attractive and fit woman but she purposely dressed conservatively so as not to draw attention to herself. She had dated a couple of times but they were all disasters since the guys wanted to fuck her on the first date. There were a couple of guys at the office who came on to her but they had reputations of bedding other girls in the office and they bragged about it. She had no interest in becoming another topic of conversation. At 42 years of age Clara looked good. She was 5'5" tall, weighed 120 pounds and had a 33-24-34 figure. She kept herself well groomed and she liked keeping her pubic hair trimmed. Her legs looked good as did her breasts and her bottom. At that moment she laid in bed imagining that Cliff was in bed with her. He was naked next to her and he had pushed up her nightgown over her firm tits. Clara ran her hands over her breasts and tweaked her nipples imagining that it was Cliff doing it. Then she moved her hand down her body making believe that it was Cliff's. She tickled her vulva and then slipped a finger in her pussy. She sought out her clit and then pushed two more fingers into her pussy. Clara imagined Cliff rolling over on top of her and slipping his big cock into her. Her fingers worked her pussy frantically as she rushed toward her orgasm. Clara's body lifted off the bed and her hips gyrated as her fingers dug into her pussy. She had to muffle her scream with her free hand as her intense climax rocked her body. She humped her hand for several minutes and then flopped on the bed, her fingers drenched with her own love juices. Clara lay still as she recovered from of her most intense masturbation sessions ever. She removed her fingers and brought them to her nose. She was pleased with the way she smelt and she found herself wondering if Cliff ate pussy. Then she put the thought out of her mind as she knew she would never be in bed with her neighbor Cliff. Down the hall a similar scene was played out as Steven fantasized about sucking Cliff's cock. He imagined Cliff big cock spurting in his mouth as he jerked on his own cock. Then Steven shoved a finger in his anus and tried to imagine Cliff fucking him in the ass. Steven jerked his cock rapidly as he fingered his ass and he was soon spurting cum all over his body. Steven then clamed after his ejaculation and lay still, his body cum covered. As his seed dried on is body, he thought about how he might be able to seduce Cliff. As thoughts raced through his mind he started to doze and then fell into a deep sleep. In the other rooms and beds Clara and Cliff also slept soundly. Summer of '59 PEGGY'S SURPRISE FOR CLIFF The following Saturday Cliff arrived at Peggy's house to do some odd jobs and have some more sex with the kinky lady. He had been thinking about how to get Mrs. Faulkner in bed and as a result he was as horny as ever. Cliff rang the doorbell and waited for Peggy to answer the door. When the door opened Cliff was momentarily stunned as a girl with pig tails in a school uniform greeted him. "Yes can I help you?" the girl asked. Cliff then realized it was Peggy dressed in the school uniform. "Yes I'm here to help Mrs. Marshall with some chores." Cliff answered playing along. "Oh you must be Cliff. My mother told me that you would be coming by today. She had to go out for awhile but she said that I should show you what to do. Please come in," Peggy play acted. Cliff stepped in the house and he took a close look at Peggy. She really looked hot in the uniform. She had on saddle shoes with knee high white socks. The skirt was blue plaid that was so short that it barely covered her ass and panties. She also wore a white blouse with a blue string tie and a blue blazer. Cliff felt his loins surge again as he looked at the delectable Peggy. "Come with me and I'll show you what has to be done in the basement," Peggy said and then led the way down to the basement. Cliff watched her descend the stairs and he couldn't believe how much younger she looked dressed like this. He thought to himself this is one kinky lady. Peggy went about her play acting showing Cliff the boxes that had to be moved and as she bent over her short skirt rode up and provided a glimpse of her white cotton panties. Cliff felt his cock harden in his pants. "And what is your name?" he asked almost laughing. "My name is Peggy too. I am named after my mother," she said in a sultry tone. "You can get started now and I will go and get us some lemonade," Peggy said. Cliff watched as she walked back up the stairs and he could see under her skirt. Peggy's cotton covered curvy ass was visible under the skirt. He saw her luscious bare thighs between the white knee high socks and her cotton panties. Cliff waited for her to return with the lemonade and he watched as she descended the stairs. Peggy blushed and then said, "Cliff I saw you looking under my skirt. That's not a nice thing to do. My mother told me that you might try to look under my skirt. Now please don't do that again and let' get to work." Cliff just shrugged his shoulders and then they began to move some boxes. Cliff kept checking out Peggy's ass and then he couldn't resist any longer. When she bent over slightly he reached out and grabbed one ass cheek. "Oh you naughty boy," she squealed. Then Cliff pinched her bottom again and again until she jumped away from him. "Stop that this instant," Peggy said. "My mother told me that you might try to put your hand under my skirt." "Really and what else did she tell you?" "She said that you might try to take my panties off to." "And what else did she say?" "She told me that you might try to put your mouth on my innocent little cunny." "I see anything else?" "And that you would try to put your finger in my cunny and in my pooper." "Is that all?' "No she said that you would try to put your thing in my mouth and my cunny and my pooper." "Do you want me to do all those things to you?" "Oh no I am a good girl. I could never do those things." Cliff was now tired of playing the game without some action so he moved toward Peggy. She acted as if she tried to getaway but he caught her and forced her to her knees. Cliff pushed her over one of the boxes and then he flipped her skirt up over her back. He rubbed her hot ass through the cotton panties and then he pulled the panties down to her knees. He pushed his hand between her legs and located her sopping wet pussy. Peggy groaned as she felt the desired contact. Cliff fingered her pussy from behind and then he took a moistened finger and teased her anus with it. "Oh no not in my pooper, I have never had anything in there. Don't hurt me!" Peggy exclaimed. Cliff moistened his finger some more with her pussy juice and pushed it into her asshole. He continued to moisten his finger with cunt juice and saliva as her finger fucked both her cunt and ass at the same time. Peggy groaned with the double penetration as she loved both holes being filled at the same time. Cliff looked at her with her skirt tossed over her back and he panties down around her knees and he thought how erotic she looked bent over the box while he fingered her. Cliff then needed to free his cock so he unfastened his pants and shoved them and his underwear down to his knees. Then he moved in behind Peggy and slid his erect cock into her hot pussy. He continued to play with her ass and finger her asshole as he fucked her doggy-style. It didn't take long for Cliff to cum as he was horny when he arrived and the play acting was a real turn on. His body stiffened as he shot a barrage of cum deep into Peggy's womb. Peggy had a mild orgasm just as she felt the semen spray her insides. She loved the way he came there was always so mush of it. Cliff eventually pulled out of her and looked at her shapely ass and luscious thighs. He rubbed his cock on her ass and trickles of remaining semen coated her curvy bottom. Peggy turned around and she looked at his semi-hard cock. She knew that he would be ready to go again in minutes but she wanted to play act some more. "Oh what have you done? You put your thing in my cunny and your finger in my pooper. And you shot your stuff into my poor cunny. I am not going to take your thing in my mouth," Peggy said trying to sound upset. "I think you are going to take my thing in your mouth and clean it off and get me nice and hard again. This time I will put it in your pooper," Cliff said firmly as he reached for Peggy. He took hold of her pigtails and gently pulled her head toward his cock. Peggy acted as if she was being forced to suck his cock and that she had no choice. Her mouth engulfed his cock and with in seconds Cliff was receiving one of Peggy's signature blow jobs. "God she was good," he thought to himself. Peggy's head bobbed up and down and her tongue swirled around his cock as he held on to her pigtails. Then he had another idea so he reclined on his back and had Peggy straddle him so they could eat each other. He pulled her panties off her legs so that she sit on his face. Peggy lowered her pussy to Cliff's mouth as she resumed sucking his cock. Cliff stroked her luscious thighs and caressed her curvy ass as he sucked on her clit. Peggy was going wild and she knew that she was close to a massive orgasm. Peggy began throwing her hips violently as she reached her climax and Cliff held on to her curvy ass as he tried to keep his mouth fastened to her pussy. Her juices gushed into Cliff's mouth as she groaned on his cock. Peggy momentarily stopped sucking Cliff's cock until the intensity of her orgasm had passed. Minutes after her orgasm, she resumed sucking Cliff's cock and she stayed with it until he ejaculated in her mouth. His second load was almost as voluminous as his first and her mouth filled quickly with cum. Peggy swallowed every drop and continued to suck on Cliff's cock even after she had milked his cock dry. Peggy loved sucking Cliff's cock and she knew that she could keep him hard given his youthful recuperative powers. Cliff lay still and enjoyed the feeling of his cock in her sensuous mouth. Cliff wanted to stay hard so he could take on Peggy's ass next and she was doing a good job on his cock. When Cliff felt he was ready he gently pulled Peggy by her pigtails and she reluctantly removed her mouth from his erect cock. Cliff moved Peggy back over to the boxes and had her lean over one of them as she had when he fucked her before. Peggy had anticipated being butt fucked again and she had placed lotion in the basement before Cliff arrived that day. She handed it to Cliff as she knew he was going to fuck her in the ass next. Cliff smiled at her as he took the lotion and greased up his cock. Then he went to work on Peggy's ass and she couldn't resist playing the game some more. "Don't you dare try to put your thing in my pooper? You have already done too many nasty things to me. My mother was right about you," she whimpered. Cliff was getting a little tired of the game but he went along with her as he prepared to fuck her in the ass. He put an ample amount of lotion in her ass and fingered her ass and pussy at the same time which they both loved. Cliff stared at Peggy in this position as she was still dressed except for her panties. She still had on the blue blazer, the white blouse and tie, the white knee high socks and saddle shoes and her skirt was flipped up over her back. Cliff was still dressed as well and his pants and underwear were down around his ankles. Peggy loved playing these games and keeping their clothes on made the games seem realistic in a bizarre way. Satisfied that she was ready Cliff pushed his cock into her ass. Peggy gasped at the entry as Cliff slid all the way in with one steady push. He began to fuck her ass slowly and steadily as he had on other occasions. He had to admit to himself that it was a turn on fucking her ass while she was dressed like a school girl. He caressed her curvy bottom as he plowed into her ass and she grunted each time he hit home. It took Cliff awhile to cum a third time but he savored every moment of being in her gorgeous ass. Finally he felt he his orgasm approach and he let loose in her rectum and streams of cum filled her bottom. Peggy clenched and unclenched her anal muscles and milked every drop from his cock. Cliff stayed in her ass for as long as he could and then he watched as his cock softened and slipped from her poop chute. Cum trickled out of her ass and ran down her crack between her thighs. It was an erotic sight to see her dressed like a school girl bent over a box with cum running out of her asshole. Cliff wiped his cock on the cheeks of her ass and Peggy cooed at the act. Cliff then took off his clothes and sat naked on the floor but Peggy remained in her position for several minutes before she moved. She was still fantasizing that she was a school girl in a private school that had just been fucked in the basement. Cliff then moved over to Peggy as he was determined to see her naked and fuck her once more before he left that day. He had Peggy stand up as he undressed her. He first removed her saddle shoes and then her plaid skirt. He couldn't believe how erotically sexy she looked still wearing the blazer, blouse, tie and knee high socks while she was naked from the top of her sock to the blazer. He felt a surge run through his loins as he looked at her. Then he removed the blazer, tie and blouse. He looked at her again this time clad only in her bra and knee high socks and that did it for him. His cock was erect again. Cliff then took off her bra but left the white knee high socks on her. This time he wanted to fuck her in bed so he directed her to go to her bedroom. He followed her up the stairs and watched as her fabulous ass moved side to side. They went to her bedroom and Cliff climbed between Peggy's legs and slipped his cock into her pussy. He fucked her long and hard bringing her to multiple orgasms. Peggy was just about to ask him to give her pussy a break when he stiffened and shot his load into her womb. Cliff's body stiffened as he ejaculated and then collapsed on top of Peggy. After several minutes he rolled to the side and lay along side of her. He reached over and playfully pinched her nipples and caressed her tits. They were both done for the day and they both knew it but Cliff was in no hurry to leave. Just then however Peggy played the game again. "Oh what have you done to me? You did all the things my mother told me you would try to do. You have to leave she will be home at any moment and I have to get cleaned up so she doesn't find me like this," Peggy went on. She jumped out of bed and ran into the bathroom. Cliff heard the shower running and thought to join her but the bathroom door was locked. He then went back to the basement to retrieve his clothes. Cliff returned to Peggy's bedroom but she was till in the bathroom with the door locked. So Cliff just shrugged his shoulders and left the house. It was all part of Peggy's game but once again he had had incredible sex with an older woman. He left for home knowing that she would be calling him for some more odd jobs. PEGGY GOES TOO FAR As he expected Cliff received a call on Sunday to come over and finish the projects from Saturday. Cliff was still amused in a way that he was getting paid a dollar an hour to work for Peggy when he spent most of his time fucking her. After breakfast on Sunday he drove over to her house and he was surprised when they actually worked together for almost five hours. Peggy then served some drinks and told Cliff that she had a special request for him. Peggy wanted Cliff to put on a costume too this time. She showed him into the guest room where the costume was laid out on the bed. Cliff looked at it and he was flabbergasted. It was a black alb and a white collar. Peggy wanted him to dress like a priest. Cliff just stood in the bedroom in disbelief. He was not religious by any stretch of the imagination but he was not sacrilegious either. There was no way he could put on priest's clothing and then have sex with Peggy. Peggy wondered what was going on with Cliff and she got a little impatient. Peggy walked into the guest room and she was surprised and disappointed that Cliff had not put on the outfit. Cliff looked at her and saw that she was dressed as a nun. That did it for him. She had gone too far. Cliff stormed out of the guest room and left the house. Peggy called after him and pleaded with him to come back. "Cliff, I'm sorry. Please come back. Forget the costumes; we'll just have sex together. Please!" she pleaded to no avail. Cliff walked out of the house and out of Peggy's life. He got in the car and drove away leaving her sobbing in her house. Peggy shut the door and she knew that once again she pushed things too far and had chased a man out of her life. She made herself a strong drink and flopped down in a chair. It took several moments before she regrouped and then she started thinking about how she could get another man into her life. She picked up the newspaper and look at the ads hoping to find another Cliff. Then a smile came over her face and she picked up the phone and dialed a number. Peggy was pleased when she heard a young voice on the other end. Cliff drove home angry and frustrated. They had such a good thing going why did she have to fuck it up. There was no way he could ever see her again. The mood was broken and he couldn't imagine having sex with her again. Some of the games were okay and even erotic but she had crossed the line this time. She was just too kinky for him to continue the relationship. Cliff pulled into his driveway and got out of the car. It was about three o'clock and Cliff wondered if Steven was out by the pool. He decided to throw on his Speedo and shorts and check it out. Cliff went over to the Faulkner's and when he entered the pool area he spotted Mrs. Faulkner lying face down on a lounge. He did a double take as he noticed that she was wearing a two piece bathing suit. Not only that but she had untied the top so that she would have any tan lines across her back. Cliff felt his cock stiffen and he thought to himself that maybe the day would be saved. He smiled and entered the pool area and walked toward Clara Faulkner. NEXT CHAPTER Cliff gets intimate with the Faulkners. Summer of '63 Part true, part fantasy--all erotic. Fun to have lived through, fun to have composed--lots of fun to read! T’was the summer of 1963! Now, that is a long time ago—long before most of you were even born. Things were different then. Sex was around—yes even back then—but it was a lot different. The sexual revolution hadn’t hit the streets yet. People were still talking in hushed voices about the Kinsey Report; Playboy was still considered scandalous pornography by the oldsters; and gay sex wasn’t even known as “gay”. Most of the revolution of the “60’s” actually happened in the 70’s. Sure, there was the Free Speech Movement at Berkeley 1964; there were definitely civil rights demonstrations that literally got hotter in 1965; the anti-Vietnam War sentiment started to burgeon in 1967; and, at the same time, the drug scene was just beginning to creep into public semi-consciousness. But that was only the beginning of the forest fire that really didn’t hit until ’68 through about ’75. Yes, the early 60’s was more like the drab ‘50’s with a few little sparks starting aglow beneath the accumulation of ground fuel that was the “Baby Boom” generation. All of the values were post-war (World War II, folks): staid, conservative, get-married-have-a-family-with-four-kids values. Being known as a homosexual, (homo, faggot, queer, cocksucker) resulted in being immediately ostracized from the mainstream group of whatever environment in which you happened to be associating. And it wasn’t just being looked at as different; it was actually being eliminated from whatever group that might be. Gay men and women lost jobs, and employability and apartments. Talk about second-class citizens? Of course, there were compensations: AIDS hadn’t hit the scene, gay men never thought of using condoms, gay sex had heightened excitement to it because it had to be clandestine. I was a freshman in college in 1963. I was struggling to maintain a straight persona, though I didn’t quite know it at the time. I dated girls but the pain of asking a girl out was compounded by the agony I felt while actually being out on the date. It was hard to talk to them; I didn’t understand them; I didn’t feel I was acting properly with them at any given time. Did they want me to make a move? If I made a move and my timing was wrong, would they insult me? Laugh at me? Slap me? If I didn’t make a move, would they feel insulted because they thought I didn’t thing they were attractive? Think I was a coward? Think I was “queer”? I wanted sex; they wanted fun—which might or might not include sex. What a game! I had sex with girls a couple of times. Frankly, jacking off had been better. I didn’t know what I was doing and neither did they, except for that 22 year-old woman I met at the store. She was a (gasp!) divorcee who lived alone. She loved sex and we got it on a couple of times. But she didn’t want to waste time on an 18 year-old; her taste ran to greasy auto mechanics that were older and married. Go figure! I had gay sex a couple of times, too. That was when I was in high school. I had a buddy who would sleep over and we would play with each other’s cocks, jack off, and things like that. We didn’t suck each other off nor did we do any actually fucking. It was just playtime sex. But I did enjoy it. So there I was in the summer of 1963, feeling strange, wondering what was going to happen to me for the rest of my life, trying desperately to get laid, and knowing that I was probably just going to wind up jacking off the rest of my life. Now, I worked in a department store, not that I actually sold anything, or did stock work, or anything like that. I worked in the kitchen of the employee’s cafeteria. It was grunt work, washing dishes, doing pots and pans, bussing tables, and just generally cleaning up after the slobs who ate there. But the pay was better and my wages didn’t depend on commission. I just work hard and got paid O.K. Part of what I did was to bus the tables. I had to go out into the dining area and clear off the tables, wipe the tables off, and take the dishes back to be washed. For some reason, the cafeteria didn’t have a cart so I had to carry all of the tubs of dishes all the way back to the kitchen. This was practically a non-stop activity and--believe me--I hustled. “Better Busy Than Bored” was my motto. I was in pretty good shape, even though I smoked. I was about 150lbs, without an ounce of fat, and I had a fairly good build. I didn’t work on it; I was just built that way. Besides, who worked out back then? “Hey, Kirk?” The voice was from Brad, one of the guys who worked in the women’s shoe department. “You want to go to a party tonight?” “Nah. I don’t think so.” I replied. Parties made me only marginally less comfortable that going out on a date one-on-one. I couldn’t dance, I wasn’t a good conversationalist, and drinking made me sick. To be honest, I’d rather go to a good movie alone than try to put up with a party. “Ah, c’mon!” Brad shot back. “This is going to be a good deal. Mack knows this guy and it is going to be at a house up in one of the canyons. Honestly! Some guy in the movies, so Mack says.” “Geez! Hollywood, huh?” I wasn’t enthused. I didn’t fit in with the “beautiful people”; I didn’t have the money, the car or the clothes. “I think I’ll pass on this one, Brad. Thanks anyway.” “Ah, c’mon, c’mon.” Brad was pressing. “I know what you are thinking, kid. It ain’t gonna be fancy. It’s pool party for chirssakes! Hey, just go; have a couple of beers; see what the broads look like; and then, if you don’t like it you can split.” “O.K. I guess so.” I said as I waited for Brad to write the address on a napkin. “But I’m gonna drive my own car. I don’t wanna get stuck there.” I forgot to add that I wasn’t much of a swimmer either. I’d drop by but I wasn’t really planning on going swimming or even having that much fun, for that matter. Well, at least I didn’t have to dress to impress anyone. That night I drove my beat up VW one of those narrow canyon roads that have been carved out of the hillsides above Hollywood. For the price of those neighborhoods, you’d think they’d have better roads. It took me a while to find the house; I passed it twice before I found it--no streetlights up there and the houses were all set back, up and away from the road. I parked way off the edge of the road, right up against the hillside. It trudged up the long driveway and, the closer I got to the house, the louder the music got. Jesus! It sounded like they had a live band! When I got to the house, I discovered I was right. I walked in the open front door—there wasn’t anyone there to find out if I belonged there or not. There were lots of folks in the big, open, rustic looking living room, mostly facing the back of the house. The entire back wall of the house was sliding glass doors that had been opened to the yard behind. I could see through to the yard where bandstand that had been set up for this jazz quartet who were playing loud but mellow over the buzz of conversation. I started looking around for Brad. I noticed that just about everyone was attired in swimwear. Some guys had on Hawaiian shirts; some guys no shirts. Everyone looked tanned and healthy. It was pretty clear that a lot of these guys worked out at least a little. I couldn’t see Brad in this group so I started to move through the crowd to see if Brad might be in the back yard. One or two guys acknowledged me as I threaded by way through the conversations on the way to the glass doors. I could see into the kitchen—no Brad, no one I knew, no broads, no…..but…. “Hey! Wait a minute!” My head yelled at me, “There aren’t any girls here!” I froze. I wanted to bolt but guys, chatting in twos and threes, blocked my path back to the front door that I had just negotiated my way through to get to where I was standing. I wasn’t about to start elbowing my way back out. I looked back to the yard and saw that things were just as crowded just outside the door. I would need to be patient. I started to edge my way sideways when a 30-ish looking guy with blonde, curly hair stopped my progress. He had the look of the surfer types that were getting to be more prominent in Southern California. A can of beer was being waved in front of my nose. “Have a drink?” He said through a broad, white smile. “I just opened this one.” “No, thanks.” I held my hand up. “I get sick when I drink that. Besides, I’m just leaving.” “Leaving? You just got here!” He put the beer on a nearby table, “So, what are you drinking. I’ll get you something.” “Well, you gotta have something! How about a Coke?” He reached around one of the people standing in a group next us and grabbed a can of soda out of his hand. “I just saw him open this one, too!” I had to laugh at that one. This guy really didn’t want me to get away. By this time, I had gotten the picture. I felt like I was on the front end of a line of bullshit just like the ones I tried to use on the girls. “You look like you were looking for someone.” He jumped in with that fast to keep the conversation going. I didn’t want to be totally rude so I said, “Yeah. I’m looking for Brad but I don’t see ‘em. I was going to meet him here but, since it looks like he isn’t here, I think I’ll split.” “I know a guy named Brad!.” I saw the smile again as he firmly grabbed me by the arm. “Let’s go find him. By the way, my name is Thad.” “So, Thad….Brad asked me up here but he didn’t tell me what it was about….So, I’d better get going.” I started to pull toward in the direction of the door; Thad and my arm were heading the other way. I decided to go with it for a minute. “Whose place is this anyway?” Thad stopped and looked at me with a surprised look. “Well, this is Kirk Dickerson’s place. He does these parties all the time.” Thad was talking about a fairly well known movie star. There had been a lot of rumors about him but I discounted them all. No one that good looking could be into guys—the girls wouldn’t let him. “Ah, well, things we find out!” Thad grinned, as he steered me out the back door and onto the patio. “Here…have a seat…relax.” He positioned me next to knee high brick planter and sat me down. “Hey! You’re gonna have a Coke even if I have to give it to you through a feeding tube.” Thad turned and started to walk to the bar that had been set up across the patio. He looked over his shoulder, held up the palm of his hand toward me and barked, “Sit! Stay!” My urge to run away had abated. I figured I might as well look around. It might be the only time I would ever have the chance to see a place like this and people like this. Someday I could tell my grandchildren that I had been to a party at Kirk Dickerson’s house. There were the same groups of twos and threes standing around on the patio as there had been standing around inside. But now I noticed arms on each other’s shoulders and even around each other’s waists. Over in the corner, I saw one guy start to put his hand down the back of his friend’s swim trunks. I looked away quickly. I glanced over my shoulder and saw that I was actually sitting on the top of a terrace. A few feet away were steps that led down to the next level. I could hear voices and splashing and presumed there was a swimming pool down there. I looked back to the front and saw Thad, under full steam, with a can of Coke in his hand. “This one IS fresh. I just snagged it out of the cooler and opened it myself!” He said that as if he had just landed a prizewinning trout. The jazz combo had taken a break. Things were quieter, though there was still the buzz of conversation that had been drowned out by the music. I noticed that there seemed to be a lot of laughter. These people were having fun, indeed! “So, this guy’s name is Brad?” Thad started up the conversation again. “I don’t know a Brad but that’s not unusual. There are usually a lot of folks here that I don’t know or, for that matter, that Kirk doesn’t know.” “Why is that?” I figured I might as well find out some information. “Well—I think you have it figured out by now—either that or you are one hell of a lot more naïve than I thought—our buddy Kirk here likes boys. The more the better!” Thad let out a laugh for emphasis. “And he gets tired of seeing the same old guys around all the time. He likes fresh new faces so he ‘recruits’.” Thad must have seen the surprise in my face so he continued, “He tells the boys he wants to have back at the next party that they each have to find another friend to bring along or the boys can’t come back to the next party. That way he gets his favorites to come back and also gets to see a selection of new faces at each party.” I nodded sagely, “What a manipulator!” I thought. Then something dawned on me, “Brad? Brad must have been one of those “boys” at the last party. And Brad asked me to come! Good old Brad! So where the hell was Brad?” “Well, this all makes me a little uncomfortable.” I said, as I squirmed a little on my perch. “Oh! I know what you are thinking!” Again, Thad let go one of those great smiles, “You think you have to be into sex with men to be here! That isn’t it entirely. If you want to that’s fine; if not, that’s fine too. Kirk loves sex with young men but he also just likes to see them around. I think it makes him feel younger.” I must have seemed a little relieved because Thad followed up by saying, “So the deal is just to be comfortable. Have some drinks; have some food; get to know folks; go for a swim, if you want to. You don’t have to do anything else if you don’t want to. If someone tries to get too cute with you, it is ok to tell them ‘No’. They will understand. It is an unwritten rule up here that no one pressures anyone to do anything. No body is going to get his feelings hurt—and that includes Kirk!” I was breathing easier now. I figured I could take it easy and just see what goes on here. What a story! Thad must have been reading my mind. “Oh! By the way, it is another unwritten rule that no body talks about what goes on up here either. That is a good way to land yourself in a lot of trouble. Libel and slander are nasty words and a “lawsuit” is an even nastier one.” He paused and assumed a more serious look for emphasis, “Besides, most people wouldn’t want it to be known that they were at an all boy sex party?” I got the point. Celebrities have ways of deflecting a lot of bad press; people like myself would have their lives destroyed if word got out that they were homosexual. It was a very warm evening, probably still in the 80’s, and I could feel myself perspiring but, at the same time, I felt a little bit of a chill. This was a big deal. Thad raised his glass to me and said, “Skol, my friend. Enjoy the party. I’ll try to catch up to you later.” With that, he sailed off to go back inside the house. After a minute, I got up and decided to go down and check out the swimming pool. I wasn’t a big swimmer plus I hadn’t brought my swim trunks, but I figured it would be cooler down there—and maybe a little quieter. The combo had fired up again, even louder this time. I walked down a long flight of brick steps until the swimming pool came into view. I was twenty feet above the pool when I first saw it. It was a large pool, not Olympic size but probably two-thirds of that. The lighting around it was only fair. Some parts of the cement decking around the pool were well lighted showing lounges, chairs and tables that had people sitting on and around them but there were also lots of shadows in the corners. There was a bright light beneath the surface of the water that put the bodies in the pool in stark silhouette. Most of the forms in the pool were couples—embracing. I descended farther and got to the level of the decking. I saw clothes and towels strewn in piles around the far edges of the deck that had a lot of water on it. Some of the water had trickled over and obviously soaked towels and clothes alike. No one seemed to be concerned about that situation—everyone seemed too busy. A few of the boys around the pool were wearing swim trunks; a few had towels wrapped around their waists; but most were simply naked. Some of them were just sitting and talking; many were in romantic embraces: kissing and caressing; a few were unquestionably having sex: blowjobs, sixty-nine, and ass fucking all appeared to be equally represented. Of those in the pool, about half were around the edges doing oral and anal sex and the other half were coupled in the water trying to keep from drowning while experimenting with aquatic sex. Here and there I could see an unattached person masturbating while viewing the orgy. No one seemed in the least bit concerned that others might be watching these intimate activities. “You look hot, honey.” The voice came from behind me. “I’m really not interested in playing right now.” I answered over my shoulder “No, man. I mean you really look hot—like uncomfortable in those clothes. It’s a hot night.” The voice had a ring of sincerity and not of smarmy lust. I turned around and saw a boy wearing swim trunks sitting on a deck chair. He looked to me to be in his 20’s, dark hair, latin looking. His hands were on the arms of the chair. He wasn’t doing anything but watching. “You should cool off. Take a dip in the pool.” His voice was even as he dispensed his advice. “But I wouldn’t jump in with my clothes on, if I were you.” I had to laugh at that remark. “I wasn’t planning on it.” I said, “I wouldn’t want to get my wallet wet. But I don’t have any swim trunks so I think I will pass.” “Well, man. Its like you are going to stand out walking around fully clothed.” Again, the even tone of voice of a counselor, “And, frankly, I don’t think anyone is really going to notice another person in the pool wearing his jockey shorts. Then again, naked would be fun, too.” I detected a hint of smarm in that last comment. The air was relatively humid for Southern California and I was feeling pretty sweaty. “What the hell!” I thought as I pulled off my shoes, socks, pants and shirt. I didn’t take off my shorts. I made sure I tossed my clothes far enough away from the pool to keep from getting wet. I was aware of my dark haired friend eyeing my body as I stepped off the side of the pool into the deep water. The water was cool but not cold. It was not the shock to my system that I was expecting; in fact, the sensation was very pleasant. My guess was that the water was in the low 80’s, cool enough to be invigorating, warm enough to be comfortable. I swam under water for a distance and surfaced in the shallow end of the pool. When I stood up, the water only came up to my waist. The air temperature and the water temperature were pretty close. I didn’t feel any of the goose bumps I was used to feeling on my wet body. The air stirred a little; it felt like hands lightly brushing my skin. One other thing: the water hadn’t been cold enough to make my dick shrink; my cock actually seemed larger as I looked down on it. It must have been the refraction of the water, except that it felt a little larger too. I looked back to where I had entered the pool and saw my latin friend sitting on his chair waiving at me. “Nice job, Esther!” He yelled in my direction. (He was referring to Esther Williams the swimming star and actress of the 1940’s and 1950’s.) I flipped him the bird. I pulled myself out of the pool and walked back to where my clothes and my newfound advisor were. Somehow, an empty chair and a clean towel had materialized. I grabbed the towel and began to dry off. I looked down as I dried myself and was shocked to find that my jockey shorts were practically transparent when they were wet. The shape of my cock could be clearly seen by anyone who wanted to look at it. It was then that I became uncomfortably aware that my every move was being scrutinized my Mr. Brown Eyes. Summer of '63 “I’m Sal. What’s your name, Esther?” The grin was unmistakably good-natured. “Kirk.” I said, trying not to be too voluble. “Kirk?” He shot back with a laugh. “Really your not bullshitting me. Your name is really ‘Kirk’?” “Yeah, it is!” I was a little puzzled at his reaction. Then I remembered who my host was, Kirk Dickerson. “Small world!” “You’re new to this scene?” Sal asked, in a matter of fact way. “Yeah. I’ve never been to anything like this before.” I had the feeling I could level with him. Besides, who cares? It wasn’t like I was trying to impress anyone with my expertise and prowess. “I figured.” He said as he turned in his chair to face me. “You’ve got a great cock but…well….it ain’t hard yet. First timers are usually a little inhibited.” “Hey! I didn’t know what I was getting to here.” I started to give him the explanation I had been formulating ever since I discovered what this party was all about. “This was all Brad’s idea. And where the hell is he?” “Brad? Don’t know him.” He was looking straight at my cock now. “But you and I are old friends now.” I felt the urge to move away to grab my clothes but I was rooted to the spot, looking at Sal looking at my cock. There was another urge coming over me that I couldn’t resist. Despite all my desires to the contrary, I could feel my cock starting to get hard—and I couldn’t stop it! “You know? Those shorts are soaking wet. We’ve got to do something about that.” Sal was slowly reaching out toward me, all the time with his eyes fixed on my stiffening penis. “It looks like that cock of yours is getting so cold that it is freezing rock solid!” I could feel my prick beginning to stand straight up beneath my underwear but I didn’t want to look down to verify it. My eyes followed Sal’s right hand as it continued toward me. I saw his fingers pinch the elastic waistband of my shorts and begin to tug them off of me. When I didn’t move back, he brought his left hand into the game. It didn’t take long to make real progress in peeling my wet shorts off of me. My hard cock sprang in to view as he drew my underwear down over it. It wobbled a little and then got even harder and stiffer. Now, I was pretty familiar with my own hard-on but this was as hard and shiny as I had ever seen it. As Sal pulled my shorts down over my legs, he leaned forward and the hair on the top of his head brushed my cock. That sensation spurred my prick into another stage of hardness. When he raised his head again, Sal wasn’t looking at me; he was gazing at my cock almost like the subject of hypnosis gazes at the object that precipitates the trance. It occurred to me that I was looking at Sal the same way. I was transfixed. The fingers of his right hand began to caress the shaft of my cock as his left hand cupped my balls. He began to move his fingers lightly up and down the top of my shaft as his thumb worked its way up the underside. At the top of his stroke, his thumb teased the underside of my glans causing a spasm to shoot down my cock and into my groin. My cock began to swell even more; the engorged blood it contained strained against the tissues—It was beginning to be so sensitive that it was painful. He pulled my cock down so its head was pointing directly at his mouth. He continued to stroke the shaft as he licked the bead of precum off the head. His lips kissed the top of my cock and then his mouth opened to allow his lips to close around it. Slowly he kissed my cock into his mouth, forcing its head across his tongue deeper and deeper. He sucked with short strokes at first and then took almost all of my 7” cock into his mouth and held it there He moved his head in a twisting fashion as he moved my cock in and out between his lips. He continued to up stroke my shaft with his right hand as my shaft slid out of his mouth; his hand worked a firm down stroke as his mouth descended on my cock again. He did this again and again, picking up speed with each stroke and using firmer grip and suction with each stroke. His head and hands were moving fast now. He was like he was possessed and couldn’t stop. I heard him moan and felt the sound vibrate his palate against the head of my cock. This turned into a rhythmic grunting sound as he worked my cock harder and more furiously. It was as if he was begging me to come. My thighs began to quiver as I thrust my hips forward to drive my cock deeper in to his mouth. My tummy was going into spasm and I could feel the muscles deep inside start to contract to make my semen work its way up my cock. When I came, it was like an explosion. After my first spurt, Sal pulled his head away trying to swallow what I had given him. The second gush caught him on the face and went into his eyes. He opened his mouth again just in time to capture the third, fourth, and fifth blasts of cum. As I held my tummy tight, I could feel the rest of the spurts, ever diminishing in strength, shoot their way into his mouth. He held my cock in his mouth as the spasms subsided. After my cock stopped its dance and started to get softer, he let it slip from between his lips with a little “pop”. He grabbed a towel off the arm of his chair and wiped off his face and then wiped down my limp cock. He was very gentle with my cock as he worked the towel over it. His eyes still cast their admiring gaze at my cock as he finished his work. “Mmmmmm.” Sal cooed, as he finally looked back up at my face and licked his lips. “You are a salty man! Good but salty!” “Grab your towel.” Sal was out of his trance and back in action now. “Let’s prowl a little. I’ll meet you on the other side.” With that, Sal dove into the pool and swam under water to the opposite side. As his head broke the surface, he turned, raised a hand and waved beckoning me over to his side of the pool I was still a little weak in the knees from that terrific orgasm but I summoned the energy and walked to the edge of the pool. I wadded my towel up and threw it across the pool as hard as I could. It landed, nice and dry, just at the edge of the decking. Then I dove in naked, feeling the freeing sensation of the warm water flowing against my bare skin, and swam over to where Sal was gripping the side of the pool. Sal was all smiles when I got there, “Nice dive, Esther!” He said as he pulled himself out of the pool. He still had on his swim trunks. I pulled my self out of the water being careful not to snag my cock on the rough cement of the lip of the pool. I wrapped my towel around my waist. It pretty much fit around my waist but it left a gap by my right leg as I walked and it only reached half way down to my knees. I thought that would make it interesting if I tried to sit down; the view up to my crotch would be pretty much unimpeded. “Let’s go this way.” Sal motioned to me to follow him as he walked toward a small building at the far end of the pool just beyond the diving board. On the way, we passed several couples “making out”—it seemed odd to me to think of using this term when it came to guys kissing and petting each other. But that was the situation and they were as passionate with each other as any boy and girl could have been. Tongues were being sucked, nipples were being pinched, and hands were disappearing underneath the swim trunks and towels. I had to admit it was making me a little hot again. I walked behind Sal over to the pool building and followed him through the door to the left. It was dim in side the room but there was enough light to see what was in there. The room was maybe 20’X40’ with an array of doorless cupboards on one wall and several benches on the floor in front of them. To my right, the entire far wall was one big mirror in front of which were racks of free weights, a rowing machine, and a stationary bicycle. There were some thick moving pads on the floor near the weights. The near wall had some pegs protruding from the wall with clothes hanging on some of them and another row of benches. There were eight or ten men in there, sitting or laying on the benches, enjoying sex with each other. There was a man sitting on a bench getting a blowjob from his partner kneeling in front of him. Two others were leaning up against the wall down near the big mirror stroking each other’s cock and looking at their reflection. One man was bent over getting his ass fucked while he gave head to another guy sitting on a bench. Sal walked down the middle of the room toward the couple on the pads at the far end of the room. This tall, well-built man was kneeling behind a young surfer type, using his cock to ream the young surfer’s ass. From the look of it, the tall fellow was enjoying it; from the sound of it, the surfer was enjoying it. I had to do a double take, though. The tall guy was none other than Kirk Dickerson! “Hey, can I cut in?” Sal said to Kirk as he got closer to him. “You know my ass is as good as his! Better in fact!” Kirk looked up at Sal and laughed. “Get over here and get lubed up!” Kirk threw a tube of something toward Sal. Then he said to his partner, “Honey, let’s triple up.” With that, Kirk withdrew his cock from the boy’s ass and rolled him over on his back. Sal stripped off his swim trunks. I couldn’t help but notice how small his cock was; I mean it was very small. Sal applied the ointment to the crack of his butt; knelt down in front of the surfer, spread the boy’s legs apart. As Sal leaned over to take the boy’s cock in his mouth, Kirk positioned himself behind Sal and began to probe Sal’s asshole with his cock. I just stood there and watched. This was better than any porn film I had ever seen. That was definitely the case, since most of the porn films were grainy black and white productions that looked like they had been done in the 1940’s. There was porn around then not like today. Like I said, Playboy with girls with airbrushed pubic hair was still considered too racy to be kept anywhere but under the bed. There were some “adult theaters” but those films were awfully tame. There were no porno arcades. Adult bookstores consisted “gentlemen’s” pictorials featuring “cheesecake” models with their hands covering the nipples on their naked breasts and an assortment of “naturist” magazines showing long shots of naked men and women playing volleyball. The show I was getting here was quite a treat! I was getting to see one movie star butt fuck another—for free! Kirk was giving Sal’s ass a real going over. I think Kirk had almost gotten to the point of shooting his wad when Sal walked up. Now Kirk had to work up is load again and it looked like he was becoming a little impatient. He pounded Sal’s hard; Kirk’s balls audibly slapped against Sal’s ass. Sal worked on the surfer’s cock with his mouth as Kirk did Sal’s ass. Surprisingly, the surfer shot his load first. It was a huge white, creamy gush of cum that spewed straight up in the air as Sal pulled his head off of the kid’s cock. It splashed onto the surfer’s tanned tummy while the second load began to run down Sal’s fist wrapped around the cock. It kept flowing and flowing. This kid must have really been saving up. It was impressive. Sal was licking up the kid’s cum off his hand when Kirk came. It was obvious. Kirk stopped pumping, pulled Sal’s butt cheeks toward him, threw his head back and let go a loud cry. I could see Kirk’s fanny twitch as his cock shot his load into Sal’s ass. Sal was moaning in pleasure, half from getting his ass filled with Kirk’s sperm and half from the sweet taste of the surfer’s cum. That was impressive, too! Kirk pulled his cock out of Sal’s ass and wiped both Sal and himself off with a nearby towel. “Sal, you are right.” Kirk cooed, “Your ass is just the sweetest!” He gave Sal’s but a firm but friendly slap, stood up, and started to move off toward the door. Even though his cock was limp now, it looked large hanging there and it swayed as he walked away. No sooner had Kirk left than a middle-aged man took his place behind Sal. This guy was balding with a fleshy chest covered with thick gray hair. He had that middle-aged paunchy belly that was trying to conceal a medium sized hard-on. But there was enough clearance for his cock to accomplish its mission as thrust its hardness into Sal’s ass. It slid right in, Sal already having already been comfortably stretched by Kirk’s cock and lubed to perfection by Kirk’s cum. Sal sighed as he felt the new cock slide into his ass. “I need another cock!” Sal exclaimed, looking around for another blowjob candidate. By this time the surfer boy had already slid out from under him. A few feet away was a black man with the physique of a dancer sitting cross-legged on the pad massaging his penis into an erection. Sal looked over and gave him a nod. The black man scooted over and lay himself down on his back perpendicular to Sal’s body. Sal swallowed the man’s cock whole. I began to look around the room to see what else was happening. There were a few more men inside now and the temperature in the room was rising. Even in the poor lighting I could see perspiration glistening off the bodies as they engaged in their pursuit of pleasure. There was a tangy-heady scent of sweat and semen punctuated by the slip-slap-slurp sound of bodies using those fluids to lubricate their efforts. The sounds were the sighs, grunts and moans of sex. There wasn’t a lot of conversation other than an occasional, “Oh, Yeah, baby!”, or “Yeah, that’s it, that’s it!”, or suchlike. I saw a lone person walk through the doorway at the far end of the building. He looked to be in his 20’s, average build, about my height but well muscled. He was naked—not even carrying a towel—proud of his body. His cock was in shadow. I found myself walking toward him, my eyes on his crotch. For some reason, I had this urge to see what his penis looked like. As I neared, I could make out that he had a compact, flaccid, circumcised penis. It wasn’t hanging; it looked firm. He stopped a few feet inside the door but I kept walking toward him, still looking at his cock. When I got to him, I stopped and faced him. We were the same height so we saw eye-to-eye, literally. He lowered his eyes and bowed his head ever so slightly as if in a nod. He was directing me to look again at his cock. I nodded in response and looked down. His penis was starting to get hard, straighten out and stand up. While it looked smallish before, it now began to look large—and it got larger. It didn’t take long for it to reach its 7 inches; it was thicker than I thought it would be, too. He leaned back against the wall. I knelt down in front of him. My eyes were at the exact level of his hard cock. Even the dim light couldn’t impede my inspection of his phallus. It had a perfect shape; it almost looked sculpted. The head spread out from the center of a taut pee-hole; the contours of the shaft showed the signs of circumcision but not disfigurement; his balls hung below in a tight scrotum. All of this was placed in the center of a lush thatch of curly-soft pubic hair. I hadn’t ever really thought this before of another man’s penis but it looked “delicious”! I ran the fingers of my right hand up and down the side of his shaft; I cupped balls in my left hand. I opened my mouth and descended on the shiny head of his cock. It was a little bit of a stretch to get my lips over the head but once inside my mouth it felt like it fit comfortably. I could the underside of his penis against the surface of my tongue and I could feel the head and the shaft begin to swell a little at this friction. I moved my head forward forcing his cock deeper into my mouth. It felt solid, yet rubbery and—one other thing—spicy! There was a scent about this man, musky, salty, and tangy. It made me want to take his cock even deeper into my mouth. I forced my head forward pushing as hard as I could until I thought I couldn’t get any more of in into me. As I held him there in my mouth, I could feel him begin to press forward with his hips putting more pressure on the back of my mouth. I had a sensation that I was going to gag; I tried a swallowing motion to suppress my gag reflex. He kept pressing his cock forward, gently but firmly as I continued to try to swallow. He stopped and I just held him again in my mouth. Then it was I who forced forward again. I just had to have as much of this man in me as I could manage. I backed off a little and then moved my head forward again, and then back again, and then forward again. With each stroke I took more and more of his cock. I could feel it at the back of my throat now and I could feel the barest brush of his lush pubic hair against my nose. I was feeling confident now so I went for it. With my hands on his hips, I pulled him toward me while at the same time I bobbed my head forward. I felt the head of his cock insert itself into my throat and I felt against my nose and lips the firmness of his abdomen behind the thicket of his pubic hair. By now, I was feeling no gag reflex what ever but I was feeling this full satisfied sensation in my mouth, against my tongue, and down my throat. It was unusual but lovely. It sent a tingle of electricity down my throat, down my tummy, all the way to my cock causing it to twitch and stiffen. I picked up the pace on his cock now, moving my head faster back and forth, pulling almost all of the way off his cock and plunging it again deep into my mouth. I moved my hands off his hips and circled the base of his shaft with them, holding him steady as I mouth fucked him. Faster, faster, faster. It happened suddenly—I wasn’t expecting it. It happened in the middle of an “out stroke”. I felt his cock swell and then I felt this huge gush of warmth into the back of my mouth. It was strong! It seemed like someone was powering the liquid into my mouth from a hose. I did gag when this happened. I pulled my mouth off his cock and tried to swallow what had been shot into my mouth. At the same time I felt more ropes of cum splash onto my face; I could smell the heady scent of semen as it spurt against my nose; I could taste the salty flavor of his sperm. My hands kept stroking his cock all the while it ejaculated over me. More cum dripped onto my hands, arms and shoulders. This guy had a huge load! Gradually, the spasms of his orgasm subsided. I knelt there holding his softening penis, looking at the last of his cum drip out of it. He reached out, stroked the top of my head and wordlessly moved away. I was left on my knees, staring at the painted cement wall with cum running down my cheeks and arms and the after taste of his load in my mouth. I grabbed my towel from around my waist, wiped myself off, and got up and left the building without looking back. Nearly in a trance, I walked around the pool to where I had left my clothes. I sat down on the chair that Sal had been sitting in when I met him and looked out over the pool. Men were still playing, there was the sound of splashing and jocularity, and there was the slight movement of the outside air to cool me off. I felt as if I were above myself looking down on the scene. Whatever the definition of tranquility, I believe I was feeling something very like it at that moment. I had discovered something about myself that night. No, I had discovered a lot about myself! All of the wretched feelings I had about girls and dating, all of the self-torture I had submitted myself to in the name of being “one of the guys”, all of the fear below the surface that I might be sick, twisted or different, all of these things evaporated. It was like getting out of a swimming pool feeling washed and clean by the water, feeling the moisture being whisked off my skin by the breeze, feeling the freshness of the air after having to hold my breath under water. Summer of '63 I reveled in the elation of that moment. Then I began to become aware of another sensation. I was horny again. That guy I sucked off caused me to build up a huge load of my own! I got up from the chair, left my clothes and towel behind, and went off to find Mr. Kirk Dickerson! Summer of '65 My first sexual encounter with a man happened in the summer of 1965 with my cousin Bob. I was 18 at the time, Bob was 20 and a college man. Bob was almost 6 feet tall. Had an athletic build, jet black and square jaw. A rather good looking young man. I on the other hand standing at a towering 5'7" with blond hair and blue eyes, lean and lanky. The years have blurred the particulars but It was one of those lazy summer days, B. C. (before cable). I was reading when Bob came into the house. We started talking and soon the subject of sex came up. He did most of the talking, saying stuff like wouldn't it be great to get laid. I thought it would be, of course. I hadn't been with a girl yet, and probably wouldn't anytime soon. It seemed most of the girls I knew didn't do sex. Not without marriage first, anyway. Being a bit immature and hornier then hell, I started to get a hard-on. I was embarrassed and tried to hide it. Then I noticed that Bob was rubbing himself through his jeans. This seemed kind of strange to me but it also drew my attention to his crotch. While he talked I just responded with 'yeah' and 'neat' from time to time. He finally convinced me to just have a look at his cock while he looked at mine. That seemed harmless enough, so I agreed. We stood up and for a few seconds we just stood looking at each other awkwardly. Not really sure what to do, I asked Bob to start. Once he had his pants unbuttoned, I did the same. He let his pants fall and then pushed his jockeys down. His cock popped up and just about slapped his stomach. I just stared. His cock had to be at least 8 inches. He was circumcised, and his cockhead was shaped like an arrowhead and was a bit on purplish side. I thought it was rather impressive just the same. I followed suit and dropped my jeans and jockeys, letting my circumcised seven-inch cock pop out. My cock was thicker than Bobs and curved slightly. Both of us had little pubic hair then. It was an awkward moment I guess, both of us just staring at each other's cock, but I liked the way I felt with my pecker out in the open - nice and cool - and I was getting harder, it seemed. Bob finally asked if I wanted to touch his cock. Curious, I moved forward and reached for his hard cock. I touched it gently at first, just letting my fingertips move around, it then finally grabbing it and stroking. I couldn't believe I was stroking Bob's cock, and I was beginning to enjoy it. He started moaning and sighing loudly said how good that felt. So I told him to grab my cock also. As soon as he touched me, my cock jumped. I closed my eyes as he started stroking me and I thought I was in heaven. It felt really great. After a few seconds we both stopped stroking the others cock. Sheepishly I asked, what now? Grinning, he said would I like to suck his cock now. Not knowing exactly what to do, I asked how? Just put it in your mouth and suck - like on a straw. Kneeling in front of his hard member. I grabbed it with one hand the placed it in my mouth. What an incredible feeling. Not only was it hard but also felt soft at the same time. I couldn't believe how hot it felt in my mouth. Doing what he suggested I tried to suck him like sucking on a straw. No, move your head up and down - sliding like I heard him Bob say. Again, doing as directed, I started to slide my mouth up and down on his cock. I reached up and grabbed his ass so I could get a better rhythm going. Putting his hand on my head to guide me, Bob began to groan loudly. After a few seconds I could feel his hips moving to my rhythm as I slid my mouth along his cock. I remember thinking this is really cool. I loved the feel of his hard cock in my mouth. I sucked and licked all along his shaft to his balls. Not wanting to make a mess on the chair, I stopped and said; let's go up to my room. Once there we both got naked. Bob lay on the bed holding his hard cock, now glistening with my spit. He was eager for me to continue. Moving between his legs I resumed sucking his cock. I bobbed my head up and down as he lifted his hips to meet my downward strokes. His breathing became ragged and more intense. I was really getting excited now. My cock felt harder than steel. I felt Bob's cock swell and jerk: I knew he was going to cum. Groaning loudly, God, I'm cumming, he shot his hot juice down my waiting throat. It seemed like he had buckets of sperm. A bit salty and thick, but not bad. I could get used to this, I thought. I continued sucking him until his cock was soft again. Rising up on my knees, Bob got up and started stroking my erect manhood. Lowering his head he took me in his mouth and began an exuberant and lustful massage of my cock. Moving faster and faster I could feel a tingling in my balls that reached up to the tip of my rock hard cock. Almost yelling I shouted I was going to cum. Bob lifted his mouth from my cock and started jerking me off as fast as he could manage. Then I exploded, all over his face and hand. It seemed like I kept cumming for several minutes. When the last squirt was done I just laid back, exhausted. Wow, that was really neat, I said. Yeah Bob replied. Then he got this twinkle in his eye. Want to try something else? What I asked? Bob was grinning broadly, and I noticed his cock coming back to life. Roll over and get on your knees, he said. For the life of me I couldn't figure out what he was up to. Then I felt something slightly wet and cool press against my anus…. Summer Of '68 It was the summer of 1968. I was a lowly private in the Army, stationed on the East coast and going to a training facility, learning how to tear tanks apart and put them back together. It was all a strange new world for me, as I, like untold thousands of other recruits, had never been far from home before. But I vowed to make the best of it, and was busy exploring this new world when off-duty. I would get a pass -or on weekends, perhaps a two-day pass- and go hunting for... what else?! Beer and pussy. So it happens, one weekend, I stepped into a bar, ordered a beer, and waited for the girls to show up. Only they never did. Hmpf! But a gent strolled up, sat on the stool next to me and offered a beer. "Thank you," I said. We chatted for a few, and he asked me what was up. I said I was trolling for women, and was wondering where to go. He said he knew a couple of places, did I want to go with him. Sure, why not. So off we went bar-hopping. It must have been a national day of mourning, because everywhere we went, there was nothing. No girls, no music. nothing but beer. Well, by now, it was nearing curfew, and I had to get back on base, or wait till morning. He offered me a bunk at his house, and since I was a little on the other side of blotto, I accepted. When we got there, he told me that he had only one bed, would I mind sharing? Innocently, I said OK, no problem. I climbed into bed and was out almost immediately. He came a little later, I guess, because sometime during the night, I woke up and felt a body spooning up behind me, and doing the old rub-a-dub on my backside. Now here's the strange part. (Sidebar here: I have known, since I was a wee young'un, that I was different. When my sister and I played 'house' under the front porch swing, we fought over who was the 'mommy'. As I approached puberty, I would sneak peeks at her as she undressed; I would go into her dresser and wear her undies, stuffing her training bra with sox, wear her skirts. I wished I had her body and not mine. But in the '50's and 60's, young boys didn't do that sort of thing. So, life sucked, but I managed. Now, on with the show.) I responded in like manner! I wanted it. And I let him know it. Quick as a flash, my tighty-whiteys were gone, and this man-flesh was trying to find a way into my body, and I was trying to help it. Turn this way, turn that way, move this leg... nothing seemed to work. Finally, he just flips me onto my back, hoists my legs up and bends me double, and... WHAT!?!? is that? He was hard, lubed, and on the mark. But the target was much smaller than the projectile. That didn't matter to him, he just barged right in and broke my cherry. Obliterated it. By driving his locomotive into my backside. It took him about 4 minutes to unload, and then it took me about 20 minutes to settle down enough to go back to sleep. Hurting, but not angry. I don't know how much later it was, but I awoke to another foray into my nether region. And the tactics were pretty much the same, and the results, likewise. Once again I was his cum-bucket, but I was not upset about it, other than wishing it didn't hurt so damn bad. I even tried to be helpful, turning this way, then that, lifting a leg... he didn't have so much trouble finding the target this time even tho it still it felt like a phone pole. I figured that he was actually not so large after all. More like small, but hard, but still lacked any finesse, just poke it in, fuck it, and roll over for a nap. The third time was not the charm either, although it was better. I was beginning to figure out how to make this work, and gave more direction, telling him to slow down, move over here, try this... you get the idea. My newly christened ass-pussy was sore as hell, but I began to understand why, for all those years, I felt different, felt drawn to the feminine side. He had his way with me for this third and last time, and I could see how it might be very nice, if it weren't for the pain. In the morning, he dropped me off at the gate, and my life went back to the routine. I never went back to that bar, never saw him again, and it would be years before I tried it again. By then, I knew how to make it work right, and it did, and it was wonderful. But that is another chapter, for another day. Summer of '71: Heat Wave Mark stepped onto the tarmac of the small county airport. The craft bringing him almost home wasn't that large for a commercial jet but it got the job done. The shimmering, blistering Southwest Texas heat slammed at him like a blowtorch. He didn't flinch; he didn't even acknowledge it was literally scorching the plants around him. He adjusted his sunglasses while walking toward the terminal; where he had been during the past few years, this was a minor vacation to his body and mind. As he walked toward the ARRIVALS sign on the small air terminal, his mind subconsciously calculated and categorized the positions, placements, and motions of all things human and mechanical around him. His eyes were absorbing movements and shadows around him; this was now his nature as well his focus in life. He was not that unusual from any other person disembarking from the flight. His military uniform was - well, slightly wrinkled from nearly 27 hours of flying airport to airport, waiting for the next link to bring him closer to his destination. The Vietnam conflict was in full swing so military and naval personnel were easily seen many places; so were protestors, used car salesmen, and other typically civilian life forms that Mark cared less about. He was indistinguishable from other military personnel unless you looked into his eyes; they made you think about checking your life insurance payments. The air conditioning touched his skin as he passed through the sliding doors. He located his duffle bag and travel kit, and then headed out to find transportation that went far from the typical routes. He had another 120 or so miles to go before he could relax, sit down in some peace and quiet, and then let his mind and body settle. When he left several years ago, a modest, nondescript county bus service ran through the small town he was headed toward. A short conversation with Airport Security directed him over the pedway and the airport entrance road toward a small, weather worn sign at the end of the shuttle bus lanes that listed that same service. The shade of a large elm tree covered a concrete bench. Propping his duffle against end of the concrete bench, he allowed himself the opportunity to sit down and relax. None of the airline seats or the terminal chairs he had been cursed to endure for the past two days would allow any respite. The concrete bench, however, had its own silent strength out here in the open. It proudly displayed a history in scuff marks, pencil markings, the obligatory occasional chip gone from the corner, and it was actually somewhat cool being in the shade of a large elm tree. Behind his wrap around sun glasses, he surveyed his newer surroundings as he had done while disembarking the plane. Satisfied the terrain was not hostile, nor indicated possible forces in shadowed hiding, Mark allowed himself the pleasure of letting his body relax and enjoy the cool warmth of the bench and the shade of the tree. Anyone coming near him might notice that he had yet to indicate discomfort with the searing heat and humidity, he was not sweating nor was he showing any problems with the humidity. He knew no one would have a likelihood of recognizing the person that left those thousands of days long ago as the military person sitting there now. That former person was a slight, chubby, shy, and significantly naïve person compared to the professional warrior with the well-chiseled body now holding the same name. Maybe the same spirit, most certainly not same mind or the same focus. An archaic, wheezing bus rumbled in to the loading zone lane; Mark boarded it to finish the next, and hopefully the last, leg his transporting ever closer to home ground. The bus was old enough to be the same one he departed on - inwardly he smiled. That bus ran like shit and rode like crap back then; it appeared that some minor god had resurrected this clunker back into running condition just for him. No evidence any air conditioning other than the "10-50 AC" - wheezing downhill at 50 mph with all 10 windows open - had ever blessed this old beast. Relaxing on the rear bench seat, Mark allowed himself to enter a light, restful asleep as the old bus chugged onward toward his destination. The same dream he had several times crept back into his mind's eye - a family scene with 2-3 small kids, nice house, probably his spouse in the kitchen working on supper, him in jeans and a t-shirt, and then the door bell rings. He opens the door - a war weary marine covered with old blood stains, some dirty bandages, and several bandoliers of ammo grabs his shirt and drags him from his house into the jungle where suddenly he is transformed into his own cammies, his own weapons, and is tracking a target in his sniper rifle sights. The quiet "phut" - "phut" firing of his own sniper silencer wakes him up again, as always, and he quietly looks around his position without moving his body. It has only been about 45 minutes but Mark feels rested enough to slide back into a light sleep again that does not have a dream he can recall. He knows its wishful thinking - that's what a base camp shrink told him once after a debriefing from an especially grueling mission. About two hours later, Mark awoke as the bus began a slight descent into a small Texas town. This town, like so many other country towns off the main freeways, looked worn and tired. Not quite enough money to stay neat and tidy, the phrase keep well painted and spruced up he remembered as he left the bus and stepped on home ground. It did not escape his vision that the court house still needed bricks around the front right cornice piece fixed, or that the grocery store had "country fresh eggs" on sale. He gathered his gear as the driver pulled it from the vehicle storage bin and headed toward the one small hotel in town; he hoped it was still there. The few people he passed acknowledged his presence quietly with a typical West Texas "howdy nod" and politely moved to give him room as he passed with his duffle bag. His quiet smile bode them no malice; his heart and soul were glad to be back on home turf. The hotel was still there, the rooms were still clean, and the price had not gone through the roof like other places. The desk clerk gave him directions to the one rental car agency in town - along with her own small town opinion of people who didn't own their own cars. Mark smiled, thanked her, and promptly located his room so he could unload his bags. In the room, he stripped to his skin, used his sweaty shorts to wipe the dust off his shoes before he set them together on the floor, and his finger prints off his brass belt buckle before rolling up his belt for storage. This was the routine he had learned in training; it served him well all these years. He unconsciously scratched his balls and tugged on his nut sack around a few times to stretch the skin out and back; a typical male thing that just felt good. He tugged on the end of the extra foreskin that covered the head of his flaccid penis, pulled it back and forth to stroke himself a few times before getting into a real shower, with real water pressure. Standing in the shower, he leaned forward to put his hands on the wall and let the water run all over his body and cascade down his ass to the shower floor. The water also ran down his dick and onto the floor, he laughed to himself about having to pee that much and let his urine mix with the water until he was done. A good scrubbing later, Mark stepped out feeling much more human and much more relaxed than a half-hour before. He dried himself, walked nude across the room and turned on the television and see what channels he could receive. The summer heat created severe havoc and massive static with most of what was available mid-afternoon. He was able to see part of a local weather report - hot, hotter, and even hotter was the afternoon comment. The afternoon farm to market report said it was 112 degrees in the shade; he wondered whose shade? A phone call later, he dressed in some faded jeans, a light colored shirt, socks, and well worn black loafers to walk the 8 blocks to the rental car dealer. After a half hour of more "we're the first here" talk than important data on him and his expired license, he had a new, black Ford sedan - with air conditioning for $3 a day more - under his control. He visited the courthouse, bought a new road map for the county roads, and then headed for the real reason he had come home. The roads had not changed much, the crops in the fields looked the same summer burnt brown, but it was good to have the map to locate new interchanges or the occasional new drive back to a farm house. The years since his last visit began to melt away as the miles to the property drive entrance became less and less. Mark turned in to the drive and then slowed to a stop. He took several deep, long breaths to calm his soul - this was a mantra with him because he knew as soon as he entered the house he would not be thinking with his head; he would be thinking with his heart and his slowly rising dick. He eased toward the house and parked in the turn around area. As he stepped from the car, a slender woman with mildly blonde-brown hair opened the screen door and walked out to the screened porch walkway. Mark's heart went right into his throat and he felt his common sense draining right into his now quickly inflating dick. Every memory, every smell, every sense was suddenly heightened and on full alert. From 10 feet away, he could see her nipples rising in her plain yellow blouse; he could see the pinkness of her areoles around them. He knew she never wore a bra unless she was going to town. As he stepped on to the porch, she moved into his arms and laid her head on his shoulder as he kissed her ever so softly, ever so gently. It had been a long time since he had last kissed those warm, soft lips; he wanted to savor every touch, every feeling, and every part of her. Her breath smelled just like the same tooth paste it had always smelled, her deodorant was still the same. He could just smell her woman's scent; he knew that just being there she was getting very wet between her legs in anticipation of him being inside her one more time. As he kissed her, his hands held her close and gently felt her back and shoulders before moving down to lovingly cup both buttocks. He knew she would not have any panties on, either. She never wore any under clothes unless she was going somewhere that needed them. Mark used his hands to kneed her butt cheeks and pull them slightly apart and back together; that made her move even closer into his embrace and against his body. She smiled and kissed his cheek, and then took his hand to lead him into the small house. It was cooler than standing in the breezeway - she was becoming soaked with sweat, her blouse and skirt were turning see-through which made the lack of under garments even more tantalizing to Mark. He could just see the outline of her crotch through her dress; that was a tease in itself even though she never thought so. In the house, she walked ahead of him to the kitchen where she turned, kissed him again, and then reached for two glasses to pour some iced tea. Mark already knew how good it would taste - home brewed sun tea; no place and no restaurant could match it. He took the glasses, put some ice cubes into them and then added the tea. As he sat in the kitchen table chair, she came to him; as she went to sit on his leg, she pulled her summer skirt up until it was just below where her crotch would show to anyone looking at her and her bare ass was sitting on his jeans. Her legs were lightly tanned like the rest of her body; Mark would look later for the faint tan lines that he might find. As she sat down and leaned her head into his chest, he began to ever-slowly rub her thighs with a very light circular touch. No push or pull, just his finger tips on the skin of her legs - taking in and re-memorizing every small, simple detail of her total body as he immersed his mind in touching this woman. As he felt the skin all the way up under her skirt, and then around to her sides and parts of her hips and the sides of her butt cheeks, she breathed slower and deeper, and just buried her head farther into his chest as her first mini-orgasm crept into the edge of her mind. The first ones were never physical - they were always mental each time he touched her in the way that only he had learned would please her, again and again. As Mark kept up the slow caresses, she felt another surge cross her heart and soul, and she opened her legs farther apart for him when he would reach that place. She knew he would; it was never if he would touch her and send her mind rocketing into some far away place, it was only how long before he completed his memory update, as he called it, of her entire body. Mark knew he could spend hours just loving the feel of the touch of her skin any place on her body. He loved taking his finger tips and very, very lightly touching every square inch of her body, inside and out. He had already felt her first small orgasm just from his stroking the top of her thighs; when he moved onto other more sensitive points, she would have some so big that he would have to hold her on his leg whole her body shook and she tried to shove his finger up inside her body until his arm might disappear. He knew that she knew he was in no hurry to bring her to pleasure; each and every time they had been together, he had always been able to give her more erotic pleasure in one week than all of the rest of her life. Her life had not been simple but his loving and caring made it well worth the wait. As he moved ever closer to the apex of her thighs with his caresses, she was so wet his jeans were becoming soaked where she sat on his leg. She slowly stood up, knowing her legs would barely support her, and took his hand. Shaking, she led him out of the kitchen and down to a large bedroom at the end of a hallway. In the bedroom, she guided him to sit on the side of the bed before she backed up, reached down to unbutton her skirt and let it fall to the floor. This made her naked from the waist down. Coming back to sit on his leg again with her legs apart, he once again began the slow caresses. He pulled her inner leg up against him so her crotch was open to his touches. She stopped breathing for a second or two when his fingers first gently touched the top of her pubic hair. No hurry, no rush to get inside her; Mark let his fingers play lightly in her sparse, light brown pussy hair. He was drawing light circles in her hair; her breath became more and more ragged as her chest pushed out for his touches. As he played back and forth, just sliding his fingers around in her pubic region, she grabbed his arm and held it in place as she had a much stronger orgasm than the other two. She literally poured her female fluids on his pants but he didn't care at all. As she held on, he carefully slid his finger right to the top of her pubic split and just kept it right there. Not quite in to the top part of her female slit, not quite on top of the hood covering her clit, but right where she would know where it really was located. This nearly drove her right into another orgasm; she held his wrist even tighter as her legs shook, her body vibrated, and then she slumped into him in a light daze. Mark took the initiative to remove her blouse while she was in this dream state, put one of her arms around his neck which pulled her back up close to him, and then gently cupped a soft breast with his fingers. He loved the texture of her nipples and the surrounding skin on her breasts - silk, smooth, no tan lines, and several freckles across the span usually open to the Texas heat. As he held the nipple, he slowly rolled it in his fingers and softly squeezed it, not hard, but enough to feel the spongy reflexes, it brought back many memories of previous times and previous pleasures they had learned what each other liked and then really liked. He quietly moved his hand to hold her entire breast; she moved to kiss him and to force the hand holding her breast to close tighter to her chest. Slowly, he moved his hand down below that breast where he could slide the back of his hand back and forth "across the hills" as he pictured it. From the swell of one breast to the swell of the other breast, slightly rolling each nipple, or that soft squeeze again, he was enjoying the feel of the goose bumps popping up all over her skin as the hair on his hand touched her skin. Using his other hand, he had cupped a butt cheek and was caressing it as well. From her tail bone to the middle of her hip, and back. Slowly, with his fingertips, sometimes down the side, sometimes down and inside her leg from outside inward; he could almost touch the outer lips of her pussy and move his fingers across her rectal opening. Each time his finger came closer, she felt herself moving to have him touch her anal opening but he would just skirt around it, leaving her climbing that wall again. Quickly he skimmed her rectum, rubbed it, and moved on. That gave her a smile and a quick shiver but not enough to send her over the end again. Slowly disengaging herself, she stood up and pulled him to a standing position. As he stood, she took off his plaid shirt, the white t-shirt, felt his chest and all the tremendous muscle details she could see before unbuckling his belt and the button on his jeans. As he stepped out of his jeans, she knew his semi-hard penis would pop out and upward since he never wore underwear in civilian clothes. She loved holding him soft, semi-hard, or ramrod stiff - any condition and any reason she could get to hold his penis in her hand, or in her body some place. His capability to "use, amuse, tantalize, and please" her with it or the rest of his body parts was established a long time ago. Taking him in her hand, she pulled the skin back until the head was totally exposed and then rubbed her thumb over the velvety head. A few more strokes until she felt good that she touched all of his genitals, she went down on her knees to help him step out of his jeans without tripping. His penis was long for most men, near 9 ½ inches, but he was not so huge around so that it made sex difficult without feeling like he was going to rip her open. She had seen some pictures once of some supposed studs - their dicks looked deformed in how huge they were around. Even the mare in the barn would probably go bug-eyed getting jammed with one of them. As she got his jeans off Mark's legs, she took his penis into her mouth without using her hands, just sort of nuzzled around until she had some of him to suck on. Almost as slowly as he caressed her, she sucked on him. No real style or plan, he wasn't fully hard yet so it bent in the middle but that was fine, she kept working it back and forth until he was getting harder. Still no hands, she let go for a minute, used her cheek to lift up his penis so she could kiss his ball sack and suck on it before returning to just holding the head of his now hard dick inside her mouth. Using her mouth, she pushed the skin back from the back of the head so it was completely clear and then just sucked on the head, licked on it ,and mostly mumbled her mouth around the crown until she felt his nuts begin to drawn up. She sucked real hard just once and then pulled her mouth slowly back off his dick before she stood. As she stood, Mark held her close so they could both enjoy the nakedness, the complete body profile. He was in excellent shape and she was no slouch, either. The country work, riding horses, and walking almost every place she went kept her trim, lean, and in fine shape. His dick naturally stood up between them but it was lined up with her slit; he pushed it down as she stepped closer and raised one leg enough to his dick go between them and nestle between her vaginal lips. He let go, she let her leg down, and then he pushed against her as she pushed against him. This forced his dick to bow out slightly right at the downward bend near his pubic bone and push against her hooded clit as she leaned into him. Summer of '71: Heat Wave No actual penetration but a very erotic contact every time he flexed his muscles and made the shaft of his dick push against her clitoral hood. Shivers ran through her system as this made the clit hood trap her clit but push and rub on it at the same time. Small pleasure spikes were shooting through her system like an electric charge; she loved it and pushed back against him until suddenly a very strong orgasm ripped her system and he had to hold her up while the ripples worked through her system like waves on water in a pond. Her legs trapped the length of his dick against her pussy lips all the way back to between her ass cheeks. He could feel the tremors happening in her pussy through the vaginal lips surrounding the shaft of his dick. Eventually, the ripples began to calm down as so did she. He was totally soaked with her wetness and yet to enter her body. Mark stepped back from her body as small ripples passed through her torso; he could see her breasts literally vibrate with the power of the orgasmic waves. He held her up with his hands because her legs were quivering and her knees were useless. Pulled into his strong embrace, she sighed, kissed his chest just near his left nipple, and let his arms support her as he guided her onto the king size bed in the room. She was so wet from the recent orgasm that her own body fluids were running down of her legs inside, her pussy hair was totally matted down, and she could feel that even her butt cheeks were fully soaked. This was almost typical for the encounter; this time she seemed to just be more responsive, more orgasmic than other times in the past. But, who was counting - Mark was absorbing the way she was lying on the bed, her legs totally splayed open for him, displaying her pink pussy lips and her nipples hard as brown pebbles. He touched one knee, bent that one leg slightly outward and gently moved that limb toward her chest. This motion pulled her crotch wider open to view as her knee approached her chest. Using his hand to hold her leg up to her chest until he could lean on the leg lightly, Mark took his other hand and began to tease the sparse pussy hairs on that side of her crotch. Rubbing them very, very lightly with the back of his hand, he brushed them back and forth until he could hear her breathing change and see the hairs hardly covering the outer lip on that side start to stand up in anticipation. Taking the tip of his index finger, he gently caressed the wrinkled edge of her outer pussy lips from where the crease began at the top of her slit, to the bottom edge where the lip rounded out and molded into the perineal area in front of her rectum. Up, and down, and back again so ever slowly, ever so gently, ever so lovingly until she shuddered into a thundering orgasm again and again. He had to hold her to him as the muscle spasms passed head to toe through her body. Her body went rigid, her trying to get his hand into her pussy but the leg pulled up to her chest blocking her grasps, and then she just began to spasm top to bottom, legs trying to cross over each other and get her clit rubbed hard, hips pushing up and down as if she were humping his hand, and sweat all over her body. As she began to calm down and her breathing returning to normal, Mark took his index finger and rubbed her own wetness around her rectal opening. She moved the hip of her pulled up leg outward just a little, up a little, making her rectum move up and out in the open some more for his attentive finger. Her own natural moisture was excellent lubricant for his finger to use to play with, tease, and probe her rear entrance. Her asshole flexed, the muscle ring puckered in, and then outward as he ever so slowly rubbed all the ridges, crevices, and flat areas between the back of her pussy lips to the place where he could feel indent for her spinal tail. As it puckered outward, Mark rubbed around the differing smoothness between the inner ring area and the outer ridges. Her breathing was full, slow, and regular as he continued to provide this pleasure to her body. Once, twice, and finally a third time Mark dipped his index finger in between the bottom of her pussy lips to retrieve more fluids and rub more into her rectum. She was splayed out in his arms with her hips moved as far forward as she could get to present her ass to him. As he added more fluid the third time and circled the ring to make it pucker out, he slid his index finger completely into her asshole and just let it sit there for a minute so she could become accustomed to the intrusion. He felt her body initially try to reject the intruder, and then passion took over when she grabbed his wrist and started sliding his finger in and out of her well oiled asshole. In, out, in, out, like a hard penis in a well oiled pussy, his finger worked backed and forth until her breath became more ragged, more pronounced, and the rest of her body started heating up as the passion overtook her. As he felt her hips begin to tighten up and the humping motion of her hips start to speed up signaling an imminent orgasm, Mark took his other hand and rapidly pulled her wet pussy lips together around her clit and then used them to press on her clit hood as he vigorously massaged her clit and pressed down on it. He body went into a major series of muscle spasms as she grabbed his hand and shoved his index finger up her asshole in rapid fire succession as she went into another powerful orgasm. As the orgasm subsided into less significant muscle twitches as the sparks in her body began to calm, and her body returned to near normal breathing as she fell asleep. Mark carefully removed his index finger from her asshole; he held it over the anal opening for a minute or two like someone ensuring a house was closed up properly, and then he picked her up and moved her into a more comfortable position on the bed to sleep. Moving her up and on to the pillows, her kissed her cheek, covered her with a coverlet, and went to the kitchen. Mark was still nude, his sizeable penis almost still hard and bobbing in front of him as he walked around to pick up his iced tea and find more ice cubes, It had been more than 2 hours since he had walked in the door. Recalling the moments, he smelled and then tasted his fingers to enjoy the fullness that he had brought to her in those 2 hours. He had been oozing pre-cum since before he had walked in the door, her mouth on his penis and her nuzzling him earlier had almost made him cum right then. But - her pleasure was always first, his second. He knew he could jack off and shoot his load all over anytime he wanted. Sinking himself into her body, causing fiery orgasm after orgasm, and then pumping harder and harder as she absorbed every stroke of his dick into her body until he unloaded like a broken water hose; that was not a common event. He could wait. Mark took his iced tea back to the bedroom and placed it on the night stand while he lay down next to her and went into a light sleep. About 3 hours later, Mark felt her mouth and nose pushing his semi-soft dick around as she had done earlier, except this time he was on his back as she leaned over him on all fours and only used her mouth to pleasure his dick. He didn't care if she used her hands, her toes, or her ears - her attention to his dick was all that mattered. As he got harder and harder, her mouth went farther up and down the shaft but she still did not use her hands. If it escaped her lips, she would lick him down the shaft, lick all hover his balls, and then come back up the shaft until she could suck the head back into her mouth. Mark finally felt her hand come up, carefully cup his balls, and begin to massage them. She rubbed each one carefully, tugged on the bag skin to stretch it out and let it spring back, rub her finger right behind his nuts in that "tween" area between his balls and his asshole. He had his hands behind his head and let her do what she wanted to do, for as long as she wanted. He would get off whenever he decided to lower his control - she had her signals to tell him it was okay to go off in her mouth when he wanted. She began to speed up her sucking on his penis head area as well as the strength of her suck on the head and immediate shaft. Holding his balls up close to his body, she started massaging them in a circular motion with her hand that told him she was ready to let him enjoy his own release. He let his breathing slow down, and then he let himself focus on the wondrous sensations she was creating with her mouth. The sensitivity of his dick head was going up rapidly, his shaft getting harder and the head started to expand even more as he approached his moment. As she felt his breath move up a minor notch, she sucked even harder on the head and then literally dove on the shaft of his engorged penis. He gasped as he felt her nose against his abdomen - meaning she almost 8 inches of his dick in her mouth and throat. Quickly, he held her head and pushed on her face until the other length was into her throat before he fired his load. Pulse after pulse after pulse he fired into her mouth - probably 8 huge shots right down her throat to her stomach before he came to his senses. He quickly reached down, pulled her head back off his dick to let her breathe before she passed out, and looked in to her eyes to be sure she was okay. She smiled at him, took his almost soft penis in her hand and made it waggle back and forth like a limp noodle. She waggled it some more, even he had to laugh at the absurd view of his pecker flopping back in her hand. She laughed, snuggled her body up under his arm with one breast lying on his chest and the other pushed into his side, and then sighed a full, contented sigh. They were both lying nude in the only room in the farm house with some hint of air conditioning; she was dripping her female wetness like a wet wash cloth and he was holding her close to him as his penis laid at an angle across his lower stomach, Half-hard, almost ready to start upward again, Mark let it alone; he knew he would be more than satisfied soon enough. It was near sunset when Mark awoke, he reached down to feel himself; it took only as moment to realize he had a piss-boner and he need to go to the toilet. Extricating himself from her arms; Mark got up and walked to the bathroom and did the business at hand. Wiping himself off with a damp towel, he walked back to the bedroom. She was asleep on her back - breathing slowly, her breasts moving up and down. Her nipples were prominent atop the small mounds. He could see her sex slit partly open and inviting - she was lying in almost the same position that he had placed her in as he had fingered her asshole earlier. Getting closer, Mark quietly moved on to the bed and placed his face near her pussy. He could never get enough of looking at her body or her sexual characteristics. She was not over sized and she was not under sized for her body. Her hips flared out nicely into her legs one way, and back into her torso the other way. She was about 5-5, weight about 110 he guessed, and he knew she wore a 34C bra when she decided to find one worth wearing. He also knew that if he went in slowly, her pussy or her asshole would accommodate his dick as often as he wanted for as long as he wanted. Her almost perpetual wetness made it easy to penetrate, lubricate, and enjoy her body. He knew he would bottom out in her pussy quickly, or jam her cervix if he got in a hurry. She loved him pounding his dick into her asshole since he had to be so careful about fucking her pussy. She didn't care - she just wanted his dick in her whenever he could manage and feel his balls slap her body again and again. Mark put his face right near her open thighs and looked at her pussy. When she was not being driven up the wall and her pussy lips were not fully engorged, he could see all the small "nooks and crannies" as he called them. The continuous wrinkling of the ridges and nonstop grooving from the top to the bottom of her slit always intrigued him. The way her puffy pussy lips blended back into the body curves between her legs just before her rectal opening never ceased to entice him to lick her there over and over. He loved her flavor; her womanliness he had come to so enjoy. He looked at the top of her slit where the two edges merged and returned back into her smooth abdominal skin. For now, there was no evidence of that dynamically sensual button hidden just under a clever little hood of skin. Every part, every small nuance - he relished as he studied this most exquisite part of her body. He carefully leaned forward on his elbows so as to not wake her and put his nose just to her pussy but not touching her. Her womanliness was all he needed to supercharge his dick back into rigidity; Mark sniffed again and then very carefully licked one side of her crotch between leg and crotch. He pushed the few pubic hairs that she had with his tongue and his nose. As soon as he did, her leg moved out and she stretched all over. Her motions also further opened up her crotch to his inspections. He lightly moved his tongue down the crease where the leg and the crotch became one another, from her stomach to below the curve into her ass cheek. Her body responded instantly with more fluid seeping between her pussy lips and running down to her ass crack. Again, Mark went up and down that side, and then he moved to the other side to do the same but not touch the center of her feminine line. She began to quiver and shake as he played with the thin hairs at the top and bottom of her slit, carefully licking them and then using his nose to push them around. Suddenly, her legs clamped his head to her crotch as she boomed into a massive orgasm. Legs shaking, body heaving, nipples harder than rocks, thighs flexing and pumping her pussy into his face - her legs trying to pull his face into her pussy and get more direct contact with that tongue driving her so crazy. He reached below her as her body tried to swallow him and pulled both sides of her ass cheeks back and forth so he could slide his finger around her asshole, almost into it and back out again. As she dropped her ass down once while he was teasing her asshole, he slid his finger straight into her pussy form under her and pushed his index finger into the location of her G-spot. Her legs bridged her ass nearly a foot clear off the bed as he pushed, rubbed, and massaged that spot, driving her farther into the multiple orgasms he had triggered. Her entire body was having spasm after spasm, all starting in her pussy and radiating wonderfully outward to her head, finger tips, feet, and her mind. Her female fluids flooded out of her pussy as each wave hit her again and again. Mark finally took his finger out of her pussy and let her body relax as she slowed into some small seismic twitches as a mini-orgasm waved back through her body. Every inch of her body was covered in sweat and her juices; all of her lower body was drenched in her orgasmic fluid. As he sucked on a nipple for a few seconds, her crotch began to hump the air and bridge upward again until he quit sucking and let her relax some more. He walked into the bathroom to retrieve the wet wash cloth he had used earlier to come back and wipe her body down. The sweat and the mixture of her body fluids were every place; she was a limp noodle to his ministrations and efforts to refresh her body in a small way. She rolled over on her stomach, and then slid backward in a manner that raised her ass up in the air while pulling her cheeks apart at the same time, displaying her open rectal area to his hands. This also splayed her pussy lips open below her; he could see up into her vaginal cavity just enough to see how pink she was inside. Wiping her ass and her pussy back and forth, he lightly smacked a butt cheek; she laughed and then rolled over holding her legs open for his inspections. As she carefully stood on very wobbly legs, he helped her walk to the bathroom and sit on the commode, and then went to get more iced tea in the kitchen. The clock on the wall showed almost 8 pm when Mark made some sandwiches for them to eat. It was almost 4am when he felt the lips holding the skin around the head of his dick. He smiled to himself as she slowly sucked around the head, licked the bottom side of his shaft, and almost imperceptibly nibbled the split at the head with her lips. Her left hand was rubbing his balls, pulling gently on his nut sack, and pushing on that soft spot between his balls and his own ass. As he stretched, she moved with his body and kept her contact on his dick, holding his balls and sucking up and down the entire shaft. He was as hard as he could remember in a long time; this was significantly better than the occasional self service hand job he gave himself in the shower. He arched his back slightly, lifting his crotch upward; she took the hint and started going down on his entire shaft with her warm mouth. He let her work her own pace; that she was even going down on his dick, caressing his human tool with her mouth and lips, was wonderful enough. The warmth of her touch, the suckling motion of her mouth, everything that he could want was all there within her lips. She sensed he was getting close to cuming again as his balls began to tighten; she slowed her suckling motions down to a slow, slow tongue roll around the bottom of his dick head, the most sensitive place. Mark pulled her up and kissed, licked and nibbled on her neck from her ear lobe to her left nipple, leaving a wet trail of kisses as goose bumps appeared all over her breasts and her nipples became small pebbles again. He reversed himself and started down the middle of her torso, kissing and licking until he reached the top of her pussy slit. She kept trying to push it into his face; he kept blowing air on her pussy hair. With a quick dive that made her catch her breath, he licked her from bottom to top and latched onto her clit like a leech. She bucked, her legs thrashed, her breasts were red from the instant change in body heat, her breath was ragged, she had goose bumps all over her body as she locked her thighs around his head and face fucked her crotch on his tongue as she dynamited into fiery massive orgasm. Her ass cheeks pulled together, her asshole even had spasms as she humped into his mouth. Her hands weren't pinching her nipples; they were trying to pull her nipples right off her tits as she hit high peak after high peak. As she began to level off and come back into this reality, Mark carefully pulled his head from between her legs and moved himself in to position where he could start putting his dick into her pussy. She stopped him for a moment, had him roll over on his back where his dick was sticking up and away from his body. She crawled over his legs; as she moved forward to cover him, she raised herself up on her knees and scooted forward until her pussy was right over his disk head. Taking her hands, she reached under her and pulled his dick so it was standing up right at her pussy opening. Slowly, she eased down until she could just take the head of his dick and rub it back and forth, making her pussy lips open and close around the head. He was not inside her but he was also not far from direct entry, either. Her wetness slid down his shaft, making it easy for her to use her pussy lips to tease as well as lubricate his dick As he became wetter, she let her body down just enough that his dick head was pushing on the opening to her pussy. Inside the lips, almost inside her - she held him there as her body got used to the size of his dick head. She pulled up, and then eased down a little more on his shaft. The second time she moved downward, she felt his dick head change shape to slide inside her. She had to hold herself right there for a few seconds as her body began to quiver; she was afraid she would slip and slide totally down his dick all at once. That would cause his dick head to ram into her cervix, bending and hurting him, and sending a wall of pain through her body. In control of her breathing again, she slid down another inch or so, came back up again, and then slid down some more again. She was milking the first 4-5 inches of his dick as she moved on him, squeezing her cunt muscles around his dick head, pulling up on his shaft as she was flexing those same muscles. This was a body job, not a hand job, and he loved every pull and every push of her pussy lips around the head and shaft. Summer of '71: Heat Wave As she slid on his dick, he reached behind her and slowly rubbed his finger around her asshole where he could feel the muscle ring expand and contract with her leg movements. He waited until she started her downward motion before he let her slide onto his finger in her ass as well. He felt the shudder go through her body as she slowed flexed her asshole around his finger, and then slid back up again. She was milking his dick with her pussy; he was massaging her asshole with his index finger. Another orgasm, not quite as strong, hit her mind and body; he helped hold her body still partly impaled on his dick until the waves passed through her; he didn't want her to have pain while he was embedded in her. He moved her up and tilted her body slightly forward so his dick slid slowly out of her. As she moved forward, he reached between them and lined the head of his dick up to the small indentation that marked where her asshole was located. As she moved over the head of his dick again, she let herself relax some so his dick came in contact with her asshole. Flexing her asshole made it almost suck on his dick head; it held him in place without pulling him inside. The spongy tip of his dick was wedged into the wrinkles of her rectal opening but no weight was being applied to push him into her back passage. She began to relax and let her body mass pull her down on to his shaft. He was so wet and slick from just being inside her pussy that entry into her asshole was not difficult. She felt the initial resistance of her sphincter muscle to an intrusion, but she felt his dick head pop into her rectum, things became more comfortable. As she steadied herself over his body, she turned around while on his dick to face his feet and Mark pushed slightly upward so a bit more of his dick shaft was inside her asshole, and then relaxed to get the feel of her rear entry around his dick. When he was in about 4 inches, he rolled both of them over without removing himself so he was behind her doggy style. She put her head down on the pillow and spread her feet apart to make her ass cheeks spread out even more. Mark waited until she was done before leaning forward to get more of his dick up her asshole. The internal heat, the slickness along with the incredible tightness had him wondering how long he could hold out. Slowly he eased forward, and then back again 3-4 inches in a rocking motion until he felt her anal ring accept his dick being there. A little deeper the next motion forward, and then he pulled more out of her before he pushed his hips forward to impale her ass even more than a previous moment. She was breathing deep, her legs were shaking, and her pussy was beginning to have its own spasms as he moved deeper in and out of her body. As he moved to impale his entire dick up her ass, he reached under her, found her clit, and squeezed it with his two fingers. The result was instantaneous - she bucked under the intense pleasure and that shoved her ass all the way onto his dick. His balls were now hanging directly on her pussy. He backed out a little, slid back in, did that again, and slid a bit farther out before he pushed all the way into her ass the next time. She was beside herself with him literally pinching her clit, his dick totally up her ass, and him playing it in and out like a fine instrument. As his speed picked up, the stoking in and out of her asshole began more and more. It took him almost 20 minutes to get up to full speed but he was there now; the entire length of his dick was going into and out her like a piston. He would speed up, slow down, move sideways, down and up, do short strokes, and then slide his entire length into her until his balls would swing up and hit her pussy. He butt cheeks were shaking with the pounding he was giving her asshole - she was beyond caring. His speed and motion changes had teased every erotic part of her cunt and asshole until the slightest touch gave her quivers all over. It took a moment for her to realize his speed was even faster, his dick was swelling even more, and his balls weren't slapping against her pussy lips on every stroke. She knew he was about to pump a load up her ass that would feel exquisite in size as well as heat. His hands were squeezing her nipples, pulling on her breasts, massaging her clit like a guitar string, and his dick was doing wonders for her body via her ass. She felt him suddenly stiffen, shove his dick head as far into her asshole as he could get before, and then explode rope after rope of cum - a load that was filling her insides with a super warmth and slickness. Her asshole spasmed around his shaft, her eyes betrayed her consciousness as she felt another wave shiver through her body. Mark held her close as he kept his dick up her ass while they rolled over on to their sides on the bed. He could feel her anal muscle ring flexing around his shaft, trying to autonomicaly push the intruding object out instead of holding his dick in place. Being semi-hard, he pushed himself back in as far as his 9 ½ inches would reach, held her close to him, and went to sleep that way. He awoke later that night with a hard on, still up in her ass, so he filled her again with another load. Between the strokes she shuddered, stretched around and kissed him again as he suckled a nipple. Twisting around like that made her butt cheeks pull apart so he was able to move another inch or so in her as he stroked slowly in and out of her body. Later, as she slept, He watched her gentle, soft face - a few freckles on the nose bridge - smile contentedly as he flexed his dick inside her ass. Mark carefully brushed the hair off her face, and then looked at her as he softly spoke, "Happy Birthday, Mom. I'm home for good." Summer of '74 Joe was sitting on the porch of the tiny rental house he and his brother shared. His brother was at work. Joe was drinking a PBR and smoking a Winston at 11:30 in the morning. I could see tattoos peeking out of his T-shirt on both biceps; a skull, and something else. "Hiya Joe," I said. He looked up at me, instantly grinning, young, stocky, blond, sweating charisma. The grin faded when he failed to recognize me. Nor would he ever. The very expensive theatrical makeup would see to that. "Hey," he said. "What can I do for you?" Beaming like an angel. Little bastard would rob you down to the fillings if you looked away long enough. "You got it all wrong Joe," I said. "I'm going to make you a very happy boy. I've got a big stack of cash in my pocket, and all you have to do to earn it is do something kinda terrible." "Hey man, I'm not robbing a bank or nothing." "Relax sport. It's nothing too illegal. Just immoral." He looked at me sideways, the gears in his little brain turning double speed. "How much we talking?" "Ten grand," I said. "Jesus," he said. "That's-" "Enough to keep you drunk and stoned and tweaked in royal fashion for a year. Here's what you have to do to get it. You know your sister?" "Yvonne?" "No, Tammy." "She's a spoiled little teacher's pet. Kisses up to mom and dad bigger'n life." "All that may be true. But to earn that money, you're going to do three things to her. You're going to get her totally addicted to cigarettes, you're going to buy her breast implants - very large ones - and you're going to get her about fifty or sixty tattoos." "How in the hell do you expect me to manage all that?" "Three reasons, Joe. One, Tammy's an isolated, nerdy teenager with a pass-out drunk mother and an absentee father; she's desperate for peer approval. Two, you're a natural born conman. Three, and most important, your girlfriend, Pam, is madly in love with you, and Pam happens to be Tammy's number one role model. If you can convince Pam to do it to herself, Pam can convince Tammy." "Twelve," he said. "Since I'm disfiguring my girl. Hell, I'll probably have to marry her to get her onboard." "Fine," I said. I opened the briefcase I was carrying and laid it on the porch rail. Besides twenty grand in cash, there was an address book and a jewelry box. "What's with this?" Joe asked. "The cash is your fee, plus expenses. The book has the name, address, and phone number of a plastic surgeon who does tit jobs. There's a diamond ring in that box for Kim." Joe whistled. "Sounds like a lot of work." "That's why I'm paying you enough to buy a goddamn Cadillac," I growled. "Twice what a fucking dropout like you could make doing straight work. Now, let me explain something to you. If you try to fuck me, if you even try to sPam more than your twelve grand, I will come back and break your arms and legs so that they bend both ways." "No, no, we're cool," he said. Joe talked a big game, but he wasn't much good in a fight. He grinned; I punched him in the mouth hard enough to knock him off the porch. "Do your goddamn job," I said. ******** I came back to the present suddenly and painfully. My ability, cultivated over many years, to briefly step back in time was still far from refined. I couldn't have stayed back in '74 two minutes longer than I did. So it was no surprise that I found myself sprawled on the floor with a bloody nose and a migraine the size of Greenland. I got up unsteadily, wiped blood from my face, and stumbled into the kitchen for a migraine pill. I chased it with three glasses of water, saw the blood on my shirt, stripped naked in the kitchen and went to remove my makeup and take a shower. I was home from college on summer break, and the house was empty. Mom was at work, and there had never really been a dad. I checked my watch. Jesus, 4:15. It hadn't even been noon when I left '74. I had only recently begun going more than a few weeks back in time, but already I was experiencing significant time loss. Whether I was passed out in my room for the missing hours, or stuck in transit between the two realities, I didn't know. I was playing 360 on the couch when mom got home. She is a chubby, but not obese, medium-tall brunette. She was in her work clothes, a dark pantsuit with a white shirt, one button open. Practical low heels. American Spirit hanging from her lip. "Hey mom," I said. "Hey baby," she said, and stooped to kiss me. Her mouth tasted like cigarettes. Her full breast touched my shoulder. Dinner was takeout, eaten from the cartons. We watched TV and smoked cigarettes until ten. When mom went to get ready for bed, I followed. These are the times that try men's souls. "Mom," I said. "Why do you always wear long sleeves? You know I've never seen you in a bathing suit? Or even a t-shirt and shorts?" She turned and looked at me very intently and grimly, then sighed. "Do we really need to get into it? Can't we just let this one lie?" "I want to know, mom. Whatever it is, it's not fair for you to be carrying it around by yourself, shut off from the world." The strength went out of her. She sagged visibly, sat heavily on the edge of the bed and stared at her groin. After a moment, she lit a cigarette. "What have I told you about my teenage years?" "Not much. I know you were a cheerleader in 9th grade before you had to give it up." "Your uncle Joe was always wild. Drinking, partying, drugs. He did his first stint in jail when he was seventeen. His girlfriend, Pam, was three years older than me and I just adored her. She let me hang around with them. And, well, Joe got her into some stuff, and I was only fourteen and didn't want to be left out." "What stuff, mom?" "Joe came into a lot of money - I don't know how - and blew it on us. If it wasn't for that money. . ." "What stuff?" She slowly unbuttoned her shirt and let it fall off. Her arms were scattered with faded, nearly forty-year-old tattoos. Her left upper arm was dominated by a six-inch Winnie the Pooh. She had a rose on her right shoulder, "Mom" and "Dad" hearts crowding her right biceps, a Chinese dragon running the length of her left forearm, a spray of butterflies on her right; bands of lilies encircled her wrists. She had large, heavy breasts, straining against the minimizer bra that concealed them from the world. Just above each nipple, a three-inch rose perched. Her stomach was a mass of haphazard tattoos, distended by weight gain. "You got tattooed?" I asked. She nodded, crying now. "They got me drunk for my first one, and then they told me how great they looked and how grown up I was and how they wanted to go out and get tattooed again, and, I hated the tattoos but I didn't want to disappoint them." "How many do you have?" "More," she choked. "A lot more. I don't really know. They kept me drunk and high every weekend until I was seventeen, and I got one or two tattoos almost every weekend. Maybe - a hundred?" "Can I see them?" She nodded and wriggled out of her pants. Her pale, chubby legs were nearly covered, roses and butterflies and crosses and birds and dragons and snakes competing for space with the eight-inch-tall, huge-breasted nude woman tattooed on each thigh. "And the back?" "It's the worst," she said. She turned over and showed it to me. It was literally covered from the bottoms of her buttocks to the top of her shoulders, but not with a coherent design. Dozens of tattoos ran together, blurry with age. "What about your breasts?" I asked. "They're my fourth set of implants," she said, and her voice was now detached. "Pam and I got ours done in the summer of '74. I cried when I saw them, they were so big: 800ccs. And they used the old silicone implants, the ones with thin shells that break easily, so I had to get them redone when they ruptured, and I couldn't get them smaller since the skin was all stretched out. Those hardened, so I got them done again. And then the last set, you were twelve. You have to replace them every ten years or so, you know? No one told me when I got them done. I had a creepazoid boyfriend who wanted them a little bigger, so now they're 1200cc, saline, high profile." "How big are they?" I asked. She almost smirked. "They used to be a 34F when I was skinny, but since I've put on weight and upped the size they're a 40I. Absurd, absolutely absurd." "Can I see them?" She nodded and undid her bra. They spilled out gloriously, huge and milky white, rippling with blue veins, full but not perky, with a softness and hang not common to large implants. Her areolas were the size of coke cans. I stepped to her without thinking, wrapped her in my arms, and kissed her like I was trying to tickle her intestinal tract. She realized what was happening and pushed me away. "Tom, what are you-" "I think you're the most beautiful woman in the world," I said. "And I don't care that you're my mother. I want to marry you and love you and tell you how beautiful you are every minute of every day." She cried harder than ever. "Tom-" "Now you wait. I know that you feel ugly because of your breasts and your tattoos. Maybe to some people you are. But not to me. I think they're sexy as hell. I don't want anyone else. I just want you, you understand? If you reject me I will keep trying. I will never move on." She nodded, and I moved to her, picked her up, 180 pounds of her, and held her to me, her legs locked around my lower back, and kissed her until we ran short on air. I laid her down on the bed and ripped her panties off. She was hairy, but I didn't much mind. I licked her until she orgasmed. Before she even had a chance to catch her breath, I was on her and inside her, pushing, and when I came, it was like never before in my life. We lay beside each other on the bed, so spent we could scarcely breathe. "That was amazing," she said. "I've never. It's never." "You're amazing," he said. "Aww, thanks honey." She waited a long moment. "Tom, where is this going? Was that all just talk to get inside me?" "No ma'am. It wasn't. As soon as I'm done with college I want to set up housekeeping." "I'd like that," she said. "Would you do one thing for me?" ***************** We left the tattoo studio all over each other. Tammy's shirt was unbuttoned to the waist and one breast was out of her bra by the time we reached the car. We fucked in the driver's seat, Tammy riding me, her huge breasts slapping my face. "Are you happy baby?" she asked. "Let me see it," I said. She pulled down her pants and showed me the cellophane taped over her pubic mound. A huge red heart bore a banner: Tom. Summer of '75 Chapter 1 I have to tell you that I am kind of a geek. Really a motor head geek. I have always loved anything mechanical. As a kid I used to take things apart to see how they worked. Trouble was, I never quite got them back together right. I had the idea as a young child to make my bike front wheel drive. I learned that you couldn't turn left, not enough chain, and when you turned right, the chain fell off. That was the end of that. Here I was 18 years old on the hefty side and 6 feet tall. I had short black hair. Not exactly every woman's dream. My friend Ron was the chemical geek. Ron had a chemistry set at an early age and would try to come up with something. He made his own sparklers at the 4th of July. He made his own smoke/stink bombs that really smelled! Ron was the quite one, and I was the somewhat rowdy one. Ron was about 5'-8" tall and on the skinny side. Neither of us were bad kids and we didn't get into a lot of trouble. Mainly because my Mother was a Jr. High school teacher. She kind of ruled us. Ron's mother had died at an early age. His Dad traveled a lot with his job at Ford and sometimes gone of over a week at a time. After his Mom died, Ron spent a lot of time at our house. My parents didn't mind because he was so quite that sometimes you weren't sure he was even around. When we were Freshmen in High School, his Dad married Samantha. This gave Ron a Mother and his Dad piece of mind. It kind of relieved my parents as well from having to take care of another child. Samantha had been a waitress at a truck stop about 20 minute drive from our small town. She had died blonde big hair, huge 44D breasts and had never been married. We always thought that she severed more than coffee to the truckers. She had that road hard look about her. Even though she was in her early 40's, she kinda looked like she was 50. But, she satisfied his Dad and she got a beautiful home to call her own. The trouble was, when his Dad was home she was the perfect Mother. When he was gone, she could have cared less about Ron and even was always annoyed when I was around. When his Dad was gone, Ron was her servant. He cooked the meals, kept the house cleaned and was always getting her beer for her. Still, it was better than having no one and kept his Dad from worrying. So it was no surprise when Ron called me one day. It was early in our Summer Vacation between our Sophomore and Junior years in High School. Ron was not one to ask for a lot of favors. He was quite and would give you his last dollar even if he needed it. So when he called me and asked me to come over, I said I would be right over. I hopped in my car and 10 minutes later I was pulling into their driveway. I knocked on their front door and Samantha answered it. She about as happy to see me as she would a Jehovah Witness. She called for Ron and he came out of his room. We walked back to his room and he was as excited as I had ever seen him. Ron closed his bedroom door. "I found it!" He said. "Found what?" I asked. "I found the answers to our problems." He answered. "We have problems?" I was confused. "I'll say! I found it!" I had never seen this excited! "Okay, I'll bite. What are our problems?" I had to know. "Girls! My friend!" His eyes were as big as saucers. "You invented a girl?" "No, but I invented a way to get them." He produced a packet that resembled a packet of headache powder. "Headache powder? That's the answer?" "No! That's just what I wrapped my Pixie Dust into." "Your Pixie Dust?" I was even more confused now. "That's what I call it. It's made up of several chemicals." He answered. Ron proceeded to tell me what was in it. Most of the stuff I had never heard of. About the only chemical I knew was caffeine. He said that was to get it into the blood stream fast. The other chemicals were later part of the drug GHB, the Date Rape drug, and even had some LSD in it. There was one other ingredient in it I recognized. Powder Sugar for some sweetness. I didn't want to know where he got the stuff, so I didn't even ask. He said that it was a Psycho-tropic drug that once into the blood stream had an effect on the brain similar to someone who was hypnotized. He said that it couldn't make you Eric Clapton if you didn't know how to play guitar, or really anything you didn't want to do. But that it released any inhibition that you might have. You couldn't give it to a young girl and tell her to give you a blow job, because she wouldn't know what that was. He said the effects only lasted a few minutes, but that it kind of reprogrammed the brain. He also explained that the "victim" could either be brought out of it with a loud noise like a loud clap of the hands or just let them come out of it slowly. I had to know one question. "How do you know it works?" "I tested it!" He held the little packets like they were the holy grail! "Just how did you test it?" "I recorded my voice, then took the dust. When I woke up, I did what I had told myself to do!" "You tested this on yourself? Are you nuts?" I asked. "How do you know you just did it because you wanted to do it? "I told myself that every time Samantha asked for a beer, I would pee in the kitchen sink. Now that's something that I would NEVER do!" He was absolutely giddy. I mean NEVER! Yet here I was peeing in the kitchen sink!" "Ron you are whacked!" I was rubbing my face. "IF this works, we would need to test it on someone other than us." We looked at each other and at the same time, "Samantha!" He opened the door and looked at me. "Follow me!" We went into the kitchen. Samantha was sitting in the den watching afternoon TV soap operas. Soon she called Ron to get her a beer. Ron answered back, right away. He opened a beer can and poured his Pixie Dust into a glass then the beer over that. He walked into the Den and handed her the glass with the solution in it. We sat down to watch TV with her. It didn't take long, about 10 minutes. Samantha's eyes glassed over. Ron turned the TV off. "What should we ask for?" A wicked smile game across my face. Ron noticed it too. "You think?" "She's your Step Mother it's up to you." "Samantha. When you wake up, you will remove your blouse and your bra and give us both blow jobs. When you are done you will get up and go in to the bathroom and rinse your mouth. When you come out of the bathroom, you will not remember anything that happened." Slowly the glassy look in her eyes wore off and we were sitting on the couch. Ron had turned the TV back on. She got up and removed her blouse and then her bra. Her massive 44D's bounded into view. She instructed us both to undue out pants. She started with Ron first. She sucked him until he blew his load into her mouth. Then she turned her attention on me. I couldn't hold it better than Ron did and soon I blew my load into her mouth. She got up and put her bra and top back in and headed for the bathroom. Ron and I quickly pulled out pants up and headed back to his room, taking the glass of remaining beer with him. I turned to Ron as soon as we got back to his room. "Ron, buddy! This is the greatest discovery of the 20th Century!" "Sh, sh, you don't want her to hear us," Ron handed me about a dozen of the little packets "you better go before she get PO'ed at us." He said to me. "Yea, yea, Ron you are a genius! We shook hands. "I'll call you later." I walked out of his room and said goodbye to Samantha. She just mumbled something and I was out and on my way back home. As I was driving home, I patted my pocket with the little packets of joy. No sooner did I get into the house than my bratty sister ordered me to move my car so she could get out. Diane was 3 years older than me and was home from college for the Summer. She looked like Sally Fields, "Gidget" and "The Flying Nun" fame. She hated having me around. She always ran with the "in" crowd. I was the nerdy younger brother. She got A's all throughout school, I got C's. (In later years, I'd be the one to excel, but that wasn't until I hit college.) She just gave me a disgusted look. Her boyfriend, who went to another college wouldn't be home for another 2 weeks. She was 5'- 6" tall with should length brown hair. She weighed probably around 125 pounds. I hate to say this about her highness, but she was a looker! I went back out and pulled my car into another space so she could get out. She just flipped me off and tore down the street. A wicked little smile came across my face. The bitch better start being nice to me, or else I'll make her be nice! Mom was teaching summer School for the next 2 months and wouldn't get home until 2:00. Dad worked at one of the factories and he didn't get home until 4:00. 2-3 times a week he had meetings to go to. He was a big union man, a Mason and he served on a few boards in town. My Mom was the one you had to keep on the good side of. Being a teacher, she knew when you acted up in school before she got home. 1:30 and Mom wouldn't be home for at least another 30 minutes. I changed into my swimming trunks and headed out to the pool. I always thought my parents thought that my sister might turn into an Olympic swimmer. So they had an in ground pool installed. I spent more time in it growing up than she did. When I turned 14, my friends suddenly would only come over to swim if my sister were going to lay out and tan. She had a pink with white polka dot bikini, (no kidding!). This was the 70's and it wasn't a skimpy thing, but small enough. I loved to swim. I lived in it. If I didn't have to work during the day, I was in the pool. About 2:30, my Mom came out the door from our screened in back porch. She had ice tea in one hand and a plate with a sandwich in the other. I was floating on one of inflatable things you could lay down on. I had a hard on thinking about what had happened over at Ron's house. As soon as I heard the door, I rolled off and into the water. No sense in having to explain to your Mom about why you have a hard on. I came up to the side of the pool in the deep end. "How was school?" I asked her. "I'm teaching French. I have to admit I am a little rusty." She sat down in one of the chairs and put her sandwich on the table. "I'm sure you will do okay. It's only for a couple of months." She looked exasperated. "I wish I didn't have to do it, but everyone has a take a turn sometime. Do you go to work today?" She asked. "I have today off, but I have to work tomorrow night, then Thursday night, stock day." I told her. "Sometimes I can't keep up with your schedule. Or your Father's or your Sister's." I worked at a grocery store. I stocked the shelves and did bagging. Occasionally I worked in the produce department and frozen foods. The produce department was the best. You could snack on fruit, IF the management didn't catch you. Sometimes you would get strawberries as big as your fist. Most people don't like them that big, so the produce manager would save them for me and let me eat them. Occasionally I would sneak back there and eat a banana. "It's impossible to keep up with Diane's schedule. She needs a full time secretary!" We both laughed. "Are you sure Mom, I'm not adopted?" "I have the scare to prove it sweetie." "Let me have my little fantasy okay? One of us has to be!" "Stop that! Neither of you are adopted. I just don't how you two turned out so different!" She finished her tea. Do you want me to make you anything?" Suddenly I discovered I was starving. "I'll get out in a while and then come in and get something." "Okay sweetie. Don't turn into a prune." "I won't." Mom got up and headed back into the house. I was still rock hard. So I went to a shallower end of the pool and leaned up against the wall. I pulled down my trunks in the front and proceeded to jerk off, thinking about Samantha's giant breasts again. It look a little longer this time, but still, I shoot my load into the water of the pool. I was glad the filter would get rid of it. I tucked my manhood back into my trunks and swam over to the ladder. I got out and squatted wringing out the water from my trunks. I walked into the back porch and my Mom yelled after me, "wrap a towel around you, I don't want you getting water all though the house." I replied back that I would. My Mom was in her late 40's and my Dad early 50's. They had us late in life as my Mom had problems with pregnancy. It was the typical family, but that both parents worked. My sister came back from wherever she had been in a generally pissed off mood. Nothing unusual there. Sometimes I think she stayed pissed off. Over what, who knows. The parents gave her everything. She had her own phone in her room, a car, so many clothes that she could never wear them all. She even had her own bathroom with a stand up shower. All I ever got were jeans, shirts and underwear. If I wanted any kind of sneakers I had to buy them myself out of my earnings. But I still couldn't complain. My parents didn't want to know my every waking second like they did her. I guess it was because I was a boy. I had to use the bathroom in the hall. I got my head out of the fridge long enough to say hi to her. She just grunted as she walked by. I got some left over meatloaf from last night and made a cold meat loaf sandwich and a glass of milk. I sat down at the kitchen table and my Sister came back out to the kitchen and sat down opposite me. "I supposed you told Mom that I flipped you off!" she said disgustingly. "I didn't say anything." "You are such a turd!" She blurted out. Fortunately Mom was walking into the kitchen at that time and she was right behind her. "Young lady, you watch you language!" She scolded her. I let out a little snicker. Diane just glared at me, and got up and tore out of the room. What was her problem anyway? She had always been a brat, but this this bitch routine was carrying it a bit too far. I had a way to solve that and mellow her out! Diane gave me the cold shoulder during dinner. Dad had a late meeting, so he was wasn't going to be home until almost 10:00. After helping my Mom with the dishes, I called Ron. He told me that he had given his Step Mother another "dose" and this time he told her that from now on she would treat him like a Mother. That she would be nice to him all the time and no more evil step mother routine. Good for him. I didn't ask what else he might has "implanted" in her. My Mom was out of the house by 7:00 for Summer School. Her sessions ran from 8:00-10:00 and from 10:00-Noon. She stayed over to grade papers and prepare lessons for tomorrow. I got up around 9:00 and went out the kitchen. Her all mighty was still sleeping, which was alright with me. I poured myself a bowl of cereal and was getting the milk out of the fridge when she came in. She sneered at me and snorted. "Don't you use up all the milk. I'll kick you in the balls if you do!" I stood 6 inches taller than she did, but she meant it too. And somehow would make it my fault that she did as well! "I am not going to drink up all the milk. Why are you being such a bitch? I mean, more so than usual?" "You wouldn't understand! Shut up, I have to go pee!" As her ladyship left the kitchen, I saw my chance. I had slipped a packed of Ron's little Pixie Dust into the little pocket of my trunks. I took it out and poured it in a glass then poured milk over it. I stirred it with my spoon. She sat down and gulped down the milk in the glass. She turned to me. "What are you looking at you little piss ant!" "Not a thing sis." "Good, then eat your cereal and don't look at meeee." She started slurring her words. It was faster time than Samantha. My sister's eyes glassed over. Judging how long it lasted on Samantha I had to act fast. My sister was dressed in her usual sleeping wear. A t-shirt and lace panties. I told her to lift her t-shirt so I could see her breasts. My sister had very nice breasts. They looked like a cantaloupe split in half and placed on her chest. They were firm and big and round I later found out that she was a 36C cup. With brown color the size of a quarter and small but firm nipples. I told her to take one hand and put it between legs and start to play with herself. She did this. Okay, now the big stuff. I told her that from now on, she would treat me nice. In fact, I wanted a hand job in the pool this afternoon before Mom got home and every afternoon. The only time she didn't do this was when the parents were home or if she was with her boyfriend. I also wanted her to play with herself at the kitchen table for breakfast, it is only the 2 of us. Last, I told her that I wanted blow jobs from her or teach me how to screw a woman in the mornings. She was moaning loudly by now from paying with herself. She was really going at it by now. Ron had said that a loud noise could bring them out of it, or just let the drug run it course. She had one hand tweaking her nipple and one hand buried in her crotch. I decided to let the drug run it's course. This gave me an incredible hard on! To the point it was uncomfortable in my trunks. Finally she was coming out of it and was becoming aware of her situation. She quickly pulled down her t-shirt and her hand was wet with her own juices. Her breathing was rapid and she seemed she couldn't get enough air. Then she realized that I was watching her fuck herself at the kitchen table. She looked a little confused. "I, I don't know why I did that." Her face was flushed. "Do you feel better, Sis?" I asked. "God do I ever! But what about you?" She reached over and grabbed my crotch. "You're as hard as a rock." She had me move my chair around and pull my trunks down. My sister got between my legs and proceeded to suck me off! She massaged my balls al the time taking my shaft in her mouth until it disappeared! My shaft isn't that long. Maybe 6 ½-7 inches, but I am big around. However, it's a good 2" in diameter. (Later she would call it my "Summer Sausage", like the stuff you get in those cheese gift baskets at Christmas.) She was rough with my balls, kneading them and twisting them, but it felt great. After a few minutes, I couldn't hold back, I shot my load right into her mouth. She swallowed it all and continued to suck on me as I was starting to go soft. She pulled her mouth away with a "pop"! "How did that feel?" She asked. "It felt great! Where did you learn to do that?" "Wait until you get to college. You will learn lots of things.!" She answered. "I'm going to go get cleaned up." With that she got up and walked out of the kitchen. I pulled my trunks up and placed the dishes in the sink. I went into the living room to watch some TV. A little while later she came in and sat beside me. She had on her polka dot bikini. She actually patted the inside of my leg and sat close. She started rubbing high up on my thigh and eventually ended up rubbing the front of my crotch. I told her not to start anything she couldn't stop. Pretty soon she took my cock out of my trunks and was rubbing it to get it hard. It didn't take long. She laid down on the floor and removed her bikini. My Sister wasn't shaved, but she had her bush closely trimmed. This was the first time I had actually seen a real live pussy. Outside of my Dad's Playboys. She instructed me all the way. I got between her legs and she had me slowly work myself into her. Man did this feel great! I wanted to pump like crazy, but she had me slow down and enjoy the sensation. Her pussy was tight on my shaft, but she was already wet, and getting wetter. As I thrust myself into her, she locked her legs around my back. My sister was enjoying this as much as I was! I was actually growing bigger! She said I couldn't cum inside her that I had to pull out. So as I was just about to shoot my load I pulled out and jerked myself all over her stomach. I couldn't believe that I had that much in me. My sister scooped it up with her fingers and then sucked them! Summer of '75 I rolled off her and laid on the carpeting. I could hardly catch my breath. She put her mouth over my rapidly deflating cock, licking me clean. Two day s ago I had been a virgin, now I had gotten 2 blow jobs and just had an incredible fuck. I did feel a little guilty that it was my sister, but she deserved it, and by her actions, wanted it! She was laying on top of me with her tits grinding into my chest. After our breathing returned to normal, she got up and grabbed her bikini and went to her room. I grabbed my trunks and headed out for the pool. I swam some laps and then climbed into one of our floating chairs. By this time, my sister had cleaned up and looked like put back on her bikini. She walked into the pool then pulled another chair in the pool as well. And paddled over to me. "I'm going to have to get you some condoms. Mom and Dad would go crazy if you knocked me up!" She said. I couldn't believe what she was saying. I even wondered if I heard her right. "I have to say Sis, that was amazing!" I cold tell that I was turning red. "Do you think if I helped, you could do it again already?" She asked. "I don't know. Maybe." I replied. She jumped out of the chair and into the water. She motioned me to follow her. What had I done, I turned my sister into a slut! My Parents would take my car away from me! What was I going to do? For now, I jumped out of my chair and into the water and followed her. We went into her room and my sister stripped out of her bikini. She laid down on her bed with her feet on the floor. She spread her legs to give me a clear view of her pussy. She started rubbing it and inserting two of her fingers. I was mesmerized. It was if I was watching this from a movie. She instructed me to removed my trunks and get on my knees between her legs. She them instructed me to work my fingers into her pussy while I liked at it. I did as I was told. She raised up and grabbed the back of my head and pulled me harder into her. I knew what a clit was, but had never actually seen one in person, until now! She instructed me to lick it, then suck on it! I was working my fingers in and out of her and sucking on her clit. After a few minutes of this she started bucking around on her bed. I took my free arm and wrapped around her leg. I abandoned fingering her to wrap her leg with my other arm. She was thrashing around on her bed that I was afraid that she would break it. Finally, she screamed out "Oh God I'm cumming!! Yes,, I'm cumming!" I was afraid the neighbors would hear her! She kept bucking her hips like she was a bronco. I kept this up, until she grabbed my head and told me to stop. Her chest was heaving up and down. I stood up and laid down on her bed next to her. I took her nipple in my mouth and started to suck on it. She inhaled suddenly. The nipple got longer and harder in my mouth. She then grabbed my hand and positioned it between her legs. I took my cue and started rubbing her sopping wet pussy. It was so wet that I could even feel her bedspread was wet! She reached between my legs and started to rub my cock back to life. It didn't take long before I had hard again. "Do it! Put it in me, now!" She ordered. What could I do? I slid over her and thrust my cock into her wet pussy. It was like someone had put a hose up there before I entered. I took my time with my thrusts as she had taught me. I kissed her. She thrust her tongue inside of my mouth and started to suck so hard that I thought I was kissing a vacuum cleaner. She had her arms locked around my neck and her legs locked around my back. This made me more horny! After cumming so much in the past couple of days, I had more staying power. I kept pumping her but at a steady rate. She broke off the kiss and whispered in my ear. "Ram me, ram me hard!" so I did. I could feel my balls smack against her. I was ramming her as hard as I could. I was almost coming out of her before I slammed back into her pussy. I couldn't hold it. She was squirming beneath me wrapped up in her own orgasm. I kept slamming her until I could feel my own orgasm coming. I told her that I was close, to let me go. However, she didn't. She kept her legs locked and was moving her body to meet my thrusts. I couldn't hold back, and shot my load deep inside her. (Maybe it was because I had cum so much in the last 2 days or it wasn't her time, but luckily she didn't get pregnant!) My sister cleaned me up with her mouth. I offered to return the favor to her, but she said that it would just get her worked up again. I went out to the kitchen and the clock said it was a little after 1:00. Mom could be home soon, so I returned to the pool. The cool water felt good on my body! I couldn't stay too long, I had to be at work by 4:00. My sister came out a short time later to work on her tan. She acted like nothing happened. Ron worked at the same grocery store that I did. He normally worked the 12-6:00 shift and I worked the 4-10:00 shift during the Summer. My manager told me to work produce that evening, so I has happy. The produce manager had set back some of the giant strawberries for me and I quickly ate them. Tonight was a pretty easy night. Keep all the produce stocked and make up some containers of various berries. The only time it was hard work in produce was when had to unload a semi of water melons. The older workers tried to make you miss so that they would hit the ground and explode all over you. The assistant managers would then yell at you to catch them and any more would come out of your pay. That's when they really tried to make you miss. Tomorrow would be stock night. We would have to unload the semi and then haul it out to the aisles and stock the groceries. The only bad part of the whole job was when kids you knew from school would come in and intentionally break things just to make you clean them up. It was a small town. This was the last year of this and I was headed off to college, where most of them would be working at one of the factories, IF they could even get a job there. Ron came over to me when he got off his shift. "Have you tried it out yet?" He asked. "It's not like I am going to try it out with anyone in here." I whispered. "I know what you mean. I thought you might try it out on your Sister's hot friends." he asked. I lied. "No nothing like that." How could I tell him that I turned my sister into a slut? "I got a girl friend." He whispered. "A girl friend!" I said a little too loud and people turned and looked at us. "Yea, you know the blonde that lives down the street from me?" He whispered. "The one that is on the chubby side with the great hair?" I asked. "Yea, that one. Anyway she come over to ask me to cut her grass while her parents were away. And the next thing she knew, she is now my girlfriend." "Jesus, at lease she's a year Freshman in college!" I stated. "I'll see you later buddy." Ron patted me on the back and walked away. I worried that my buddy was out of control. Okay, Samantha was understandable, but on an older hot neighbor? But then again, maybe I was. I vowed a couple more days and I would return my sister to her original bitchy state. In the mean time I had to remember to buy some condoms before I went home. Chapter 2 Well, I didn't stop. I figured that since my sister's boyfriend would be home for 2 weeks, I would take advantage of that. They went to different colleges. Her boyfriend, Keith, came from money. We were a solid middle class family. Keith's parents looked down on us, or so I would hear my Parents talk about it. All I knew was that I was loosing my fuck partner. In the 2 weeks she had taught me a lot. There wasn't anything she wouldn't do and teach me. Monday through Friday she would either come to my bed, or me to hers from about 9:00 until noon. We would fuck and suck each other. But now that was all coming to an end. I couldn't ask her to dump him. They were "in love". So I gave her some of the "dust" in her orange juice one morning and told her that she could blow any guy or even have anal sex, she had taught me that as well, but other than a woman's tongue, her pussy belonged to my cock until she got married. I also said that I expected at least a morning blow job when she had time, before she went off with Keith. My Parents couldn't believe how we were getting along. My Mom even mentioned it one afternoon. I just told her that I stayed out of her way and she in turn stayed out of mine. I was getting the occasional morning blow job and that was about it. This went along like this until the first of August. My parents were going on vacation for 2 weeks. I couldn't go because I was working. My sister wouldn't go without her boyfriend. So they were going alone. 7:00 Saturday morning came and I helped pack their car. Dad gave me all the phone numbers where they could be reached and $100 for groceries while they were gone. Any more than that and he'd pay me back when he got home. I kissed my Mom and watched as they drove off. Diane was still in bed sleeping. I went in the house and crawled in bed with her. She had a double bed which was bigger than my twin. I woke her up by rubbing her pussy underneath her panties. At first she was pissed at me for waking her up so early, but soon that evaporated to lust. I had stripped out of my clothes before getting in bed, so now was her turn. I helped her with her t-shirt and she quickly got out of her panties. We laid there intertwined as we kissed and felt each other up. I had her wet in no time at all. Of course, she had me hard in about the same time. She rolled me on my back and climbed on top of me. She impaled herself on my hard cock. She started rocking back and forth, slowly at first. I reached up and squeezed breasts then worked her nipples between my thumb and forefinger. I found out, she loved being on top. Must be a control thing. She stopped and climbed off me. She reached over me into her night stand and got out a condom. She placed it on me then got back on, this time her back was to me. This was a great position to not only play with her nipples, but I could reach around and rub her clit while she was riding me. She rode me faster and faster. I worked her clit with my right hand and her nipple with my left hand. She was into light pain. I could twist her nipple until sometimes I think I would twist it off. She kept this up until she started screaming again. "Oh God yesssssss! Oh God right there. I'm cummingggggg! Yes, give it to me!" when she talked this way, I could never hold back any longer. I started thrusting up to meet her as hard as I could. Trying to slam my cock deep inside of her. I couldn't hold back and son was cuming inside of the condom. I wish I didn't have to use one, but this was the 70's and my parents still thought my sister was a virgin. No way were they going to let he go on "the pill". She continued to ride me until my cock started loosing it's hard on. She laid back on top until our breathing returned to normal. She looked at the clock and said she had to get ready for Keith. The one saving grace in all of this was that Keith would be gone next weekend! He had to go to college to get his apartment squared away. He was leaving Saturday morning and wouldn't returned Sunday evening. Our parents were due back until sometime the following weekend. That meant that I would have almost 2 full days alone with my Sister. I had asked for time off of work saying that I was going on a mini vacation. They gave it to me. But what to do with Diane. We had had sex in just about every way she knew. Not that it wasn't great, it was fantastic, but I wanted to try something else. But what? That Thursday morning as she was blowing me at the kitchen table it hit me. I asked her to invite one her girlfriends over. We could have a three some. She wasn't sure about who might go along with it. When I got home from work that night she told me that Jennifer was going to come over Saturday morning on the ruse that they would go swimming that day. Great! All I had to do was to slip her some dust and viola, a threesome. Saturday came and Jennifer came over about 10:00. I had cleaned out the pool of any leaves and checked the levels and everything was good. With all this sex I was getting I had even lost some weight. Now I wasn't a stud by any means, but wasn't as geeky looking as I used to be. About Noon they were in the pool and the August sun had it well into the 90's. The humidity was high as well, so I bought them out some iced tea. Of course both glasses had been "dusted". I might as well put to rest any problems with Sis. In fact I made her the aggressor and Jennifer the submissive. I had even went as far as to write everything down on index cards so I wouldn't miss anything. They drank their tea and went back into the pool. I came out and removed their glasses and took them back in the kitchen. I came back out and sat down beside the pool. They were splashing each other when my sister reached around Jennifer and undid her bikini top. She flung it at me. Diane then undid hers as well and they were both topless. Neither seemed to care. Jennifer had smaller breasts than my sister. I found out later that Jennifer was a 34B cup. But she had nipples the size of the end of you little finger. They were already erect and big! They had been playing at the shallow end of the pool. Our pool was 3' then sloped down to 5' my sister suggested they move to the deeper end. Diane pinned Jennifer against the opposite side of the pool and planted a kiss on her. Feeling her breasts in the same motion. All this right in front of me giving me a clear view. Jennifer didn't try to pull away. Why not, I had "programmed" in to her that she wouldn't resist. My sister reached under Jennifer's bikini bottoms and started to rub her pussy. All the time locked an a passionate kiss! Soon they both had their bottoms off as well. I just stayed in the chair watching all of this. I couldn't see to much what was going on underwater. I was going to have to get up and go in. I didn't want to spoil the interaction between the 2 young ladies. For the time being I would stay in my chair and stroke my cock through my trunks. I couldn't take it any longer. My cock was rock hard and it ached. So I got up and walked down the steps into the pool. The water was warmer than I thought, but was still cooler than I was. Once in the water I removed my trunks and tossed them on the side of the pool. I swam over to the 2 girls. They were still locked at the lips and their hands roaming all over with other. My sister grabbed my rock hard cock with her right hand and started to stock it. She guided Jennifer's left hand to do the same. Then she suggested that I go sit on the bottom step. We glided over to the steps. I laid down on the bottom step. She positioned Jennifer over my cock and eased her down on it. Jennifer was tighter than my Sister. She also had very fine pubic hair. My sister sat on my legs behind Jennifer and tweaked her nipples and kissed her neck while she rode my cock. Jennifer was about and inch shorter than my sister, and maybe 15 pounds less. Besides not being as well endowed as my sister, Jennifer was bonier. That didn't mean that I hasn't having fun fucking her. Jennifer's hair was something between dark blonde and very light brunette and longer than Sis's. My sister reached down between Jennifer's legs and started rubbing her clit. Between my cock sliding in and out and my sister rubbing her clit, this girl was going to cum. She was no where as vocal as my sister. Jennifer just moaned and made sounds similar to a baby. Finally she said she was cumming and that was my cue to let go and shoot my load inside of her as well. My sister said that the chlorine in the water would kill the sperm. I didn't know if it was true, but it sounded good. (She didn't get pregnant either.) Jennifer continued to ride my cock until it began to shrink. It's a good thing that our pool was surrounded. Or else the neighbors would have seen everything The house and garage guarded it on 2 sides, and bushes and trees on the other 2. My sister suggested that we take this inside anyway. And we all went into her bedroom. About 7:00 that evening I fired up the grill and threw on 3 big steaks. The Meat Department manager gave me a great deal as long as I didn't tell anyone. The girls fixed a tossed salad to go along with the steaks. Between the non stop sex and the steaks, I was beat. I suggested that Jennifer call her parents and let them know that she was going to spend the night. They had no way of knowing that our parents were gone on vacation, so they agreed. After eating and cleaning up we went into the living room to watch TV and relax. I wore a clean pair of swim trunks, and the girls just wore t-shirts. We sat on the floor and leaned against the couch. I fell asleep in no time at all. Sometime during the evening, they brought in pillows and blankets. The girls lasted a longer than I did. We just slept on the floor. My sister seemed on a mission. When ever she woke up she would work over Jennifer's pussy with her hand. I got up a couple of times to go to the bathroom, but as soon as I came back to the floor I was asleep. We all slept in in the morning. It was 10:00 before anyone even opened their eyes. Jennifer's pussy had been abused so much in the last 24 hours it was red. I guess my sister decided to give it a rest because she got up and went to the her bathroom and came back with some lube. She turned Jennifer over and proceeded to lube up her ass with her thumb. This woke Jennifer up. Sis instructed her to use her mouth to get me nice and hard. Which of course she did. When I was good and hard, I applied a condom and Sis lubed it up for Jennifer's anal assault. Sis positioned Jennifer on her elbows with her ass in the air on her knees. She positioned me behind her and lined my cock up with Jennifer's ass. She then told me to start working my way in. Jennifer cried out in pain as I started assaulting her ass hole she begged for me not to do it, but my sister kept telling me to work my cock into her, so I did. I kept pulling her back to me trying to get past her tight opening. Diane told Jennifer that if she didn't relax and let me invade her asshole that she would with something even bigger! Finally between Jennifer's screams and tears I worked my way past her resistance and was able to sink my cock into her. My sister seemed to take great joy at my assault on Jennifer's ass. I tried to take it slow, but my Sister told me to pound her! The tightness made my cock grow even more! Soon I was pounding Jennifer for all I was worth. Pulling her back and forth on my lubed cock. My sister sat on the floor next to us and started rubbing Jennifer's clit underneath to make her cum. Jennifer's pussy was already sore and red, I figured that couldn't have felt too good, but soon she began to grown at the start of an orgasm. Finally I couldn't hold back any longer and shoot my load into the condom. Diane fingered her until Jennifer had an orgasm and I pulled out my shrinking cock from her asshole. Jennifer was like a rag doll laying on the floor sobbing in a fetal position. Sis pulled the condom from my cock and ordered Jennifer to open her mouth. She then squeezed it between her fingers and the liquid ran into Jennifer's mouth. Diane got up to wash her hands and to get rid of the condom. Jennifer was still in her fetal position and I was sitting up against the couch. I think my sister had a real dark side to her. She came back in and then went to the kitchen to get up something to drink. She came back with a jug of orange juice and 3 glasses. She helped Jennifer sit up next to me leaning against the couch. Jennifer sat there with her knees pulled up against her chest. I wiped away her tears and even held the glass to her lips as she drank. My sister kissed her on the her temple. Summer of '75 Later they took a shower together in my sister's bathroom while I cleaned up in the hallway bath. I don't know what happened during their shower, I didn't ask my sister afterwards. Jennifer was very quite. I asked her if she was okay and she said yes, so I took her at her word. My sister and Jennifer weren't as close after that. I did discover a couple of dozen Polaroid pictures of Jennifer in my sister's nightstand of her in the shower, later on. Jennifer came out dressed and drove herself home. My sister and I finished off the day with a swim and some more fucking. Chapter 3 I didn't see my sister very much during the next week, she spent most of her time with her boyfriend. My Parents got back from their vacation and my dad complained about his Mother, who they visited while on vacation and the neighbors 2 houses away tall grass. I guess they were on vacation, I hadn't really noticed. He also complained that I didn't give him back anything from his $100. I told him that we ate well while they were gone. Mom was the buffer as usual. Monday came and dad headed back to work. I thought that I would do my good deed for the day and rode the riding lawn mover and pulled the push mower to the neighbor's house to mow their grass. I thought it looked pretty good. When dad got home, mom pointed out that I had mowed the neighbor's yard. Dad bitched about wasting his gasoline. (I didn't bother to remind him that I buy the gas for the mowers.) Summer School was over for my mom, but in a few days she had to go back to school to get ready for a new year. Teachers had to report a week before the Students. However, because they were going to use a new History book this year, the head of the History Department wanted to have meeting this week to discuss the book and set up new curriculum. So starting Wednesday she would be gone from 9:00 and 3:00. It was still a very good Summer. To my fortune it wasn't over quite yet. Wednesday Morning after Mom left for school there was a knock on the front door. I was still in bed, so I threw on a pair of trunks and a t-shirt. I opened the door and there was my neighbor who's grass I mowed. I had seen her around, but never really talked with her. She was a big woman and her husband was smaller than she was. She probably weighed close to 200 pounds and big breasts that sagged under her bathing suit. Even bigger than Ron's Step Mom and that was saying something. They had an above ground pool in their back yard. She had a bright blue one piece swim suit and cut off jeans, with flip flop sandals. Her hair was bleach blonde like Ron's Step Mom and she had bright red painted finger and toe nails. To be honest, she looked like a hooker. I invited her in and opened the door. For a big woman she did have a pretty face. She wanted to thank me for mowing their yard. She had asked the other neighbors who did it for them and they told her it was me. I told her it was no problem, that I was happy to do it for a neighbor. She introduced herself as Bree, I didn't ask if that was short for something. I invited her into the kitchen for a glass of lemonade, she accepted. Before I poured our drinks, I excused myself to use the bathroom. I really had to pee, but also saw my chance at a little fun before heading back to school I rushed to my room and got one of Ron's magic packets then to the bathroom to pee then back to the kitchen. I got some ice and turned my back to her as I put the "dust" in her glass then poured our lemonade. I handed her the glass with the dust and she took a health gulp from it. I sipped mine and sat down at the table with her. She had a deep tan from spending time in their pool. I found out that she didn't work and they didn't have any kids. I could tell that the "dust" was starting to work. By the time her glass was empty she had the familiar glassy look in her eyes. I asked her to remove her swim suit down to the waste. Her breasts were huge, but hung down to her waste. I then told her for the next week and a half she could show her gratitude by coming over from 10:00AM until 2:00PM and having sex with me. That there wasn't anything she wouldn't do and that she would insist that I didn't use a condom. That the only that would stop her if my Sister were around. I then told her to pull her top back up. I told her that when she woke up that she would get down between my knees and suck me off. Sure enough when the "dust" wore off she came over and started rubbing my crotch. She noticed me looking at her breasts and that she didn't mind. She stood before me and kicked off her sandals then unzipped her shorts and peeled off her swim suit. I had never seen a woman with a completely shaved muff. She didn't have a hair between her legs. She got down on her knees and yanked my trunks down and started to suck me off. She wasn't as good as my sister or Jennifer, but still she knew what she was doing. I scooted to the front of the kitchen chair to give her better access. She took my balls in her mouth and started sucking on them while she stroked my cock with his short fingers. Then she would put my cock back in her mouth and massage my balls with her hands. She could use her hands, I'll give her that. After not having sex for almost a week, it didn't take me long to shoot off in her mouth. She finished every last drop. She even commented how she loved young cock. I suggested we go out for a swim. Bree put her suit back on while I rinsed the glasses and put them in the sink. We went out to the pool and pretty soon I had her suit back off and sucking on her nipples. She stroked my cock under water to get it hard again. We went to the shallow end and she instructed me to mount her from behind. She didn't need any lube at all for me to fuck her in the ass. I kneaded her breasts like bread as I pumped her ass. When I had shot my load in her ass she turned over and washed it off in the water. Later I would take a shower and make sure I washed it really good, just in case. We kept this up for the next week and a half, then I had to go start college. The Summer of '75 was a Summer to remember. Chapter 4 It was the Saturday before Thanksgiving and my sister Diane, was coming home from college. Her college had classes on Monday, but she decided to blow them off. Unfortunately I still had high school until Tuesday and mom still had school until Wednesday. Diane's boyfriend wouldn't be home until Tuesday evening, so at least we had a couple of mornings together. I have to say that other than beating off, I had had any sex since the end of Summer. After the Summer I was kind of afraid to use Ron's powder on anyone and beside, there weren't a lot of opportunities to use it. I spent most of my time studying in college, as I was an engineering major. I wasn't going to pledge any fraternity, and outside of that, there aren't as many parties as you may think. Having my sister back home made me have a hard on just thinking about her. Looking back on it, I wasn't the same geek at the end of the Summer that I was at the beginning. I probably could have asked some girls out at the high school and dated, but between studying and my own lack of confidence, I didn't. Even if we only had a little time together it would be nice to have my sister back. Mom and dad decided Sunday afternoon that they wanted to go shopping at the mall. Now the mall was in the next town, which meant that they would be gone for at least 4 hours. My sister declined and I really would have liked to go, but since it meant being alone with her, I declined as well. They were barely out of the driveway when she grabbed me and planted her lips against mine. Her tongue was in my mouth so fast, that I almost forgot to breath. She started undoing her clothes and leading us into her bedroom. She had both of us stripped by the time we got to the bed! I told myself that I had to put a stop to this. I couldn't let this go on! That what I did was a terrible thing. But then she placed her mouth over my cock and it started to spring to life and I thought right after Thanksgiving! She had me hard in no time at all and reached under her pillow and produced a box of condoms. It was then she proclaimed. "Oh God! I need a hard cock in my pussy!" and proceeded to get on top of me. I'm not sure who was more horny her or I, but if I had been a horse, I would have won the Kentucky Derby! She rode me until I couldn't stand it. Even after I shot my load into the condom, I stayed hard and she continued to ride me. Finally my hard on started going away and that's when she climbed off me. She pulled the condom from my cock and cleaned me up with her mouth. She rolled off the bed to get a towel to clean herself off. That's when I noticed her asshole. Before the opening looked like a star. Now it was noticeably open. Obviously she had been doing more than studying at college. I also wondered what her boyfriend would say about this. She stood beside the bed and cleaned up her juices from between her legs. She then hopped back in bed and wrapped her arms around me. She started rubbing her hand on my chest and kissing my ear lobe. She stuck her tongue in my ear that sent electric shocks right to my cock! I took my hand and started rubbing her ass. Her hand left my chest and worked it way down to my cock which by now was starting to stiffen again. An evil grin came across her face and she said, I'll do you , if you do me? Did she even have to ask? I grabbed her and pulled her on top of me. I buried my face into her pussy and started to lick and suck on her clit. I took my hands and spread her pussy open as far as I could get it and thrust my tongue into it. Her juices tasted as sweet as any cola! She was clamping my balls with one hand and stroking my cock with the other. Her tongue was trying to works it's way into the slit of my cock! I didn't want this to stop. I kept up my sucking of her clit, but I was the one that couldn't take it any longer. I shot my load all over her face. Her mouth clamped over my cock and cleaned up what was left coming out. I thrust 2 fingers from each hand into her wet pussy and lightly bit her clit. This was enough to send her over the edge. She bucked on top of me and started cumming herself. I wanted all of her juices to myself. We laid there for a good 10 minutes while our breathing came back to normal. I had to put a stop to this. If we kept up, then she was going to end up pregnant and neither of us wanted that. Except for that one time, we had been real careful. There was another downside to this. What if she got pissed off at me and told Mom and Dad? She's their princess. They would throw me out of the house. I'm sure Ron would let me stay with him, but I could forget about college. She climbed around on me until we were again face to face. I turned to her. "We have to talk." She looked at me and all I could see were those pouty lips of hers. "What about?" She snuggled closer. "What are we doing here? You have a boyfriend. It's not that easy to sneak around." I said to her. "I have asked myself the same question. It's just that....." "What? I asked. "It's just that you have a delicious cock. I love that I almost can't get my hand around it." "But if we screw up and you get pregnant or if we were to get caught by Mom or Dad!" I stated. "I know. I have asked myself the same questions. I keep telling myself that when I am home this time it will be different. But then I see you and I think of your cock and I can't control myself." She started playing with my nipples. "Let's just get through Thanksgiving. Your boyfriend comes home tomorrow night and I'm sure you will be busy with him for the rest of the week." She positioned her self on my chest and started sucking one of my nipples. She stopped and looked at me. "I supposed" then went back to her attention on my nipple. As I am writing this many years later, it makes me think of a movie title. "The Last Detail". It's a famous movie, and I can't remember who plays in it. Sorry, I am not a big movie buff. Anyway, my point is. no matter how you plan the details, things rarely go as planned. What started out as just getting my sister off my back and making her a little more likable had turned out in making her a vital part of my life. It really started out as "I'll show you bitch" kind of thing. Yet here I was laying next to my sister and we couldn't keep our body parts away from each other. I knew what I needed to do. Just give her the "dust" and tell her to go back being a good sister and forget about the two of us jumping each other's bones. I should have done this after the first 2 weeks during the Summer. Then I should have done this before our parents got back from vacation. And I definitely should have done this before she went back to school. But I didn't. I have to do it now over Thanksgiving Vacation! That's all there was to it. Her hand started stocking my cock again, bringing it back to life. I brought her mouth up to mine and we explored each other with out tongues! I was right. Her asshole was easy to slip in and out of. With very little lube we managed to have anal sex before the parents got home from the mall. She like this as I could knead her breasts while doing this. My sister loved to have her breasts played with. I found I could be as rough with her nipples as I wanted to be. In fact, the rougher your treated them, the better she liked it. We had her bed remade and everything looking like normal when the parents pulled into the drive. By the looks of things we were just 2 kids watching TV. Monday morning came and mom and dad went to work. I didn't have to go to school for another 2 hours. So I slipped into Diane's room and decided to satisfy her pussy with my mouth and hands before leaving. Idle hands are the Devil's workshop, so why not put them to good use on my sister? And good use I did. By the time I was done with her, she was ready to go back to sleep. I grabbed a quick shower and dressed and barely made it to my first class. I had to work after school, Monday AND Tuesday nights. But that allowed me to have Wednesday and Thanksgiving off. The Wednesday before Thanksgiving was the worst night to work. It always seemed like everyone waited until the last minute to do their shopping. I was glad to be off. Diane's boyfriend would be home from his college this evening. That meant the only time I would probably see her would be a little Tuesday and Wednesday mornings. That's okay. That way the temptation wouldn't be so great Since Ron had his girlfriend I very rarely saw him. The fact that we were attending different colleges didn't help either. The grocery store asked me if I wanted to work during Thanksgiving and Christmas. I said okay, I could always use a few extra bucks. By the time I got home at 10:30 Mom was still grading papers. Dad had just gotten home from one of his meetings and Diane was out with her boyfriend. It pretty much went like this Tuesday as well. Except that when I got off work , my sister was waiting for me. She asked if we could go to the park and talk. I didn't see anything wrong with that. So I followed her and in about 10 minutes we were parked in a secluded area. Since I had the bigger car she got into my passenger seat. She pulled me close and slipper her tongue into my mouth. I responded by undoing some of her buttons on her blouse and slipping my hand around one of her breasts. I undid her belt and helped her slip her jeans down around her knees. I reached between her legs and she was already wet! She stopped and undid her bra giving me easy access to her breasts and nipples. My car had a bench seat in front and the gear shift was on the column with the steering wheel. That made it easy for me to slide to the middle. Finally it dawned on me, so I had to ask. "Where's the boyfriend?" "I dumped him." She said pulling my mouth to hers. "Wait! You dumped him?" I had to push her away. "Yep, he's history!" She said moving my hand away from one of her breasts and back down between her legs. "I thought he was "the one"?" She was trying to get my jeans undone and off me. "I thought I'd find someone else. Someone we both could have fun with." She now had them lose and trying to tug them down. "Sweetheart," I just called my sister sweetheart, "I really don't go for guys." She had my cock out over my shorts and was stroking it. "I thought someone like Jennifer that we both could enjoy and torment." her mouth now went to my cock and she started to suck. No chance of getting Jennifer back after Sis assaulted her during the 2 days back in the Summer. As she had her mouth on my cock, I inserted my thumb in her asshole and 2 fingers into her wet pussy. I moved them in and out of her fucking both at the same time. If we were to do this, we would have to pick another one of her friends or find a stranger. What was I thinking. We would never find the time when were both off without the parents, so it was a moot point. I was close to cumming and I could tell by the way she thrust her bottom against my hand she was too. I exploded in her mouth and she erupted against my hand. Good thing I had vinyl seats. Finally I came down from my sexual high. "There's only one problem to your plan." I stated. She was wiping the cum from around her mouth. "What's that?" "The parents!" I added. "Yea, I know. Can't we get them to go away for Christmas?" "Like they are going to leave us alone for Christmas. It will never happen." "How about if they went to Nana's? Our Mom's mom lived in New Jersey. That is where they spent some of their Summer vacation. Fat chance that my Dad would go back there for his Christmas vacation, AND on top of that without us "kids". "Sis, it will never happen." "You could talk to Mom. I bet you could make it happen." She had that evil look in her eyes again. I could make this happen. My Dad would hate it, my Mom would love it so would her Mom. But this was for Christmas. I was going to end this for Thanksgiving. Now she dumped her boyfriend and wanted to find another girl to torment? There were just too many variables. Get the Parents to go away for Christmas, then how would we find someone. Anyone local wouldn't work. Anyone she knew at college would certainly be going home for Christmas. As it turned out my sister had an answer for that. Her idea was to go to the next town, which was about twice the size of out hometown and go to a motel bar a couple of days before Christmas. Maybe we could find a single woman and get friendly with her. From there we could get her drunk and party with her. Who would want to be alone for Christmas and not want to get drunk? Sounded logical, but the problem was she was 21 and I was 18. Now I did look old for my age, but what would happen if we were carded with the legal drinking age 21? Again, Sis had an answer for that. Either find a bar that was busy and the bartender didn't have time or one that hade barely anyone in it and therefore he would be bored. It was late and I told her we would talk later about tit. We drove home and Mom and Dad were asleep. They were used to me getting in late sometimes. I sometimes would go over to Ron's house after work if I didn't have school the next day. I'm sure that they figured Diane was out with her boyfriend. I told her not to tell the parents about breaking up with him for now. I took a shower and went to bed. I laid in bed and thought this over. I could get the parents out of the way. But what about Diane's plan about finding a "partner"? How many single women were going to be out a few days before Christmas? I had to admit, the thought did appeal to me. Having a sex slave for a few days might be fun. What would another month be anyway. I could change her back after Christmas. Summer of '75 I woke up Wednesday morning and didn't have school. Mom would be home later in the afternoon and Dad that evening. Tomorrow was Thanksgiving. They were gone, so I quietly walked into Diane's room and slipped into her bed. To my surprise she was wide awake. She quickly turned over and wrapped her arms around my neck and thrust her tongue in my mouth. Finally she broke off the kiss and asked. "Well did you think about it?" "I did." "....and?" "I think I can get Mom and Dad out of the house for Christmas. I just don't know about finding someone?" I stated. "I thought about that too. If you drink soda and not alcohol you won't get carded. Just tell the bartender you're driving.. I'll drink the alcohol, I'm 21 so it won't matter. We can tell them we are married, if anyone asks." "Makes sense." "And would make it easier to pick someone up too. She wouldn't feel threatened if we were married." "Do you really think there will maybe single women in a bar a few days before Christmas? "If there isn't, what's the loss? We will just have some time just to ourselves." I could tell she was excited about this. "Okay, I'm in!" "Great! Come here lover! I want you inside of me now!" She said. We made love a couple of times before we both got up and Mom got home. Diane, I didn't call her "Sis" anymore, was pretty good except for Friday night when I got off of work again. She was waiting for me again and we drove to the park. This was the riskiest thing we did. The police would regularly come though the park on patrol, but if they did, they never saw us, nor did I see them. Saturday morning I got up and Mom was making breakfast for her and Dad and wanted to know if I wanted some as well. Mom was brewing a fresh cup of coffee and had their cups already set up with the powdered creamer. I excused myself and ran to my room and got 2 packets of "dust". I them ran back to the kitchen before my Dad got out of the bathroom and while my Mom was busy at the stove, "dusted" their coffee. My Dad came in and sat down at his usual chair. Mom had made bacon and eggs with toast. I got the orange juice from the fridge and poured us all glasses. Diane never got up this early and today was no different. Mom poured the coffee. I didn't drink coffee so it was just her and dad. Dad took a sip of it and even asked if she had changed brands, because it tasted really good. I almost snickered at his comment. Between the caffeine in the coffee and the caffeine in the dust, it didn't' take long to start to work. Their eye both glazed over and they just kind of sat there. Her was my opportunity. I told them it was time to cut the apron strings from both of us kids. That I thought they should go to Nana's house for Christmas and New Years this year and leave us young adults at home. I said that it had been Mom's idea. And I thought that the time together would be good for them without Diane and I around. We couldn't go with them because Diane's boyfriend and that I had to work because I was saving money for college. They both came out of it and were a little confused. So I took the initiative and said that I thought Mom had a great idea. My Mom asked what idea. And I replied about them going to Nana's for Christmas. My Mom beamed at "her" idea. My Dad in his gruff way objected because he just saw her on Summer Vacation. No objection because of Diane and I. It might take a while, but I was confident that Mom would win out. We ate breakfast and about the time we were done Diane came into the kitchen. Mom couldn't wait to tell her that they were going to spend Christmas and New Years with Nana and that she had to "look" after me while they were gone. Diane was as excited as I had ever seen her. She told our mom that she wouldn't let me out of her sight for a minute! Saturday night I had to work again and again we went to the park. Diane was still so excited that "her" plan was working. I hardly had time to get a condom on before she jumped on top of me. I had to force her to go back home. She wanted to stay out until it got light, but I knew there would be Hell to pay with the parents if they woke up and we weren't home. If they did, her plan would be ruined. So she agreed. Sunday Diane had to go back to school, but it would only be for 2 weeks then she would be done with her finals and her semester. I wouldn't get out of school until the 20th of December and Mom not until the 21st. Dad had arranged for the same time off as mom, so they could start they trip on the 22nd. Chapter 5 Diane got home from college and could hardly contain her excitement. She was constantly trying to grab me or kiss me. Fortunately dad had meetings and parties to go to and mom had papers and end of year student scores, testing and achievements to worry about. With my help and the "dust", they didn't seem to notice. After work we would sneak away to the park. Our parents just figured that Diane was out with her boyfriend, and I was hanging out with Ron. We didn't tell them different. During the time between Diane's end of her semester and our parents trip, we would spend the weekends going to the malls. Diane made it clear to me that she belonged to me. I had to find out a way to calm her down. She wasn't concerned in the least about using condoms. I warned her about getting pregnant, but she didn't seem to care. I thought about "dusting" her, but in the end I just tried to distract her while I put on one. I found more and more that she like to be treated rough. I already knew about the rough treatment of her nipples, but she had started to liked to be spanked. I could spank her as hard as I could with my hand and it would send her into a sexual frenzy. She also liked to dress up. We would go to the malls in Indianapolis. She would leave the house as this proper college girl, but by the time we got to a mall, she would have changed clothes into this slut. Her skirts were short, her make up loud and she would wear tops that exposed her cleavage. All of this with no panties. The 22nd had finally arrived and I helped my parents pack the car for their trip to Nana's. Mom was eager to go and dad just dreaded the drive. I tried to talk them into flying, but dad didn't want to pay for a rental car once they got there. The house was stocked with food, but mom slipped me 5-$20 bills just in case. I kissed mom goodbye and they were off. I also failed to tell them that I had asked for time off from the grocery store during the next few days. I had to admit that I was almost excited as Diane was about this. She had been impossible to control these past couple of days. It was all she could talk about, even at times making vague references in front of the parents. I was afraid that they would change their mind about leaving, but they didn't. By that night we would be in the next town "trolling" for a girl. I went to the cabinet that our parents kept the liquor and got out a almost full bottle of vodka. Our parents hardly ever drank, and they never remembered what they had or didn't have. Diane's plan was to get some cranberry juice and vodka in case we needed to "loosen" her up. I had made sure we had a full bottle of cranberry juice in the fridge. Everything was going as planned, that it scared me a little. Diane came out in her usual t-shirt and panties and jumped into my arms. I almost fell over backwards, but managed to keep my balance. She proclaimed "Today is the day" at the top of her lungs, then clamped her mouth over mine. I grabbed her ass to hold on to her. She pulled her t-shirt off and jumped out of her panties. Diane then pulled my t-shirt off and sweat pants down. She through her arms around my neck pressing her lips to mine and grinding her breasts into my chest. I grabbed her around her waist and worked my thumb into her asshole. She wiggled her ass in appreciation. We went into her bedroom and made love once. I wanted to make sure I had the stamina for tonight. We laid there and dozed most of the day arm in arm. Diane figured that we should start hitting the bars in the next town about 9:00. Even then she thought that might be too early. That meant we needed to leave about 8-8:15 to get there. I went to my closet and laid out a nice pair of dress pants, long sleeve shirt and my best pair of shoes. The clothes made me look considerably older than torn jeans, a polo shirt and basketball shoes. Diane would allow me to see what she had bought for the occasion. This worried me a little. I didn't think that she should wear anything too daring. We wouldn't want to scare a girl away. But I would hold my judgment until I saw her clothes. About 5:00 that evening I started to make a light Dinner. Diane didn't even know how to boil water, so the cooking was up to me. While she soaked in the tub in the Hallway bathroom, I made a tossed salad with oil and balsamic vinegar dressing, a baked potato and grilled chicken breasts. She came out with a robe wrapped around her and a towel around her wet hair. She had let her hair grow longer since summer. The only thing she had done to it was to add lightening highlights to it. After dinner, I cleaned up and put the dishes into the dish washer. Diane went to finish her hair and do her nails. I put the cranberry juice and vodka in the back seat of my car. Then jumped into the shower to clean up. After shaving, I made one last inspection before I put on my good clothes. I felt a little awkward wearing my "Sunday" clothes during the week. I got ready first and went and sat on the couch in the living room. Diane walked in and my mouth dropped open. Wow, she looked incredible. Diane had on a purple halter dress that the front plunged almost to her navel. It accentuated her perfect breasts. You could see her nipples through the dress. The length varied to sort above the knees to well below her knees. It was sort of a drastic saw tooth design. She wore very sheer stocking that matched her skin color perfectly. I had to really look closely to make sure she was wearing any at all. Then she had on matching purple strapped high heeled shoes. She spun around to model it for me. The back plunged down to just about the crack of her ass. She spun back around. "I take it by your reaction you approve." There was that look in her eyes again. I blinked my eyes a few times to bring me out of it. "WOW! Look at you! You look amazing!" "It's all for you sweetheart." With that she gave me a mock kiss not wanting to smudge her make up. Her nail polish matched her dress and she wore a dark red lipstick. She looked more like she was ready for a night of dancing than anything else. It was 8:00 and it was time to go. Diane grabbed a small purse with her lipstick and condoms and ID. I seriously doubted that any bartender would card her once they looked at her dress. I doubted they would even look at her face, hoping they could get a glimpse of her breasts. That was okay with me. I should mention that I had a moustache. I had had one since I was 14 years old. This added to make me look older. I used to get kidded about it, but now thought it would come in handy. We looked like any typical young couple out for a night on the town. I almost wished I could have someone take a picture of this. I grabbed out coats and we were out the door. It took us almost 45 minutes to get there. Traffic on the roads was busy, no doubt because of Christmas. We first went to a big hotel. We headed for the bar/lounge. There must have been a Christmas party going on. Because it was packed with people. It was impossible to tell who were there because of the party and who was staying that the hotel. We had a quick drink, I stuck with soda, and were out of there. Diane had to fend off a couple of alcohol induced passes. Getting a local girl would be too risky that she had to go home. We drove to a smaller hotel and went into it's bar. There were a lot less people, but still pretty busy. We stayed there a little longer. Diane had scoped out a possible candidate, but then a guy walked up to her and she started smiling. Obviously her boyfriend or husband. Still striking out. Another woman walked in, older, looked like she was mid-40's but had on a wedding ring. Diane ruled her out as too chubby. I paid out bar tab and we headed out. I decided to head downtown. There were motor lodges and smaller bars around. Cheaper places to stay than the big hotels. We walked into the first bar I saw and at first I thought is was empty. It was dark and after a few minutes our eyes got accustomed to the lack of light. There were 2 couples in 2 different booths and the bartender was watching a small back and with TV and had his back to the bar. There was a pool table where a couple of women were playing pool and drinking. What really caught Diane's eye was the young woman sitting at the bar. She had long straight black hair. She had jeans and a shirt on with a coat draped over the bar stool. Diane sat on her side with a seat between them. I walked over to the bartender to get his attention. I ordered a glass of white wine for Diane and soda for me. He turned around and looked at Diane and made the comment that we were either coming from or going to a Christmas party. I said coming from. As predicted, he couldn't take his eyes off of Diane. I sat down next to her and he brought our drinks. There was laughter from the TV and he went back to see what was going on. Diane introduced me to Keri, the young woman with the straight black hair. I reach over and we shook hands. As we talked, we moved next to her on the bar seats. We found out she lived in Springfield, Illinois and had been on a job interview today in Dayton, Ohio. She was driving home and got tired and decided to pull off and spend the night. Her parents lived in Chicago, but because of the interview she wasn't going home for Christmas. Keri told us she was 23 years old as well. Diane reached over and squeezed my crotch. Diane suggest that I order another round of drinks while they went to the ladies room. I caught the bartender during a commercial break and ordered the drinks. White wine for the ladies and a soda for me. He said that I must be driving and didn't charge me for the soda. He then turned his attention back to the TV. I moved Diane's wine to my right so that I could be between Diane and Keri. I was being real careful and looked around the room no one was paying me any attention. My heart was racing. I took a packets of "dust" from my jacket pocket and poured them into Keri's drink. I grabbed a plastic swizzle stick from the bar and stirred the "dust" into her wine. Just then the girls emerged from the ladies room sharing a laugh. I alerted Diane to the new seating arrangement. At first she was annoyed with me, but I patted the inside of her thigh letting her know it would be alright. Keri started to drink her wine. I wasn't sure how it would take. Would it make the "dust" work faster or last longer? I wasn't sure. I hoped it would make the effect last longer. I could see Keri's eyes start to glass over. When I felt that she was fully under, I whispered to her to repeat after me. "I am having a great time?" She repeated , "I am having a great time." "Why don't we move this party back to your room?" Again, she repeated, "Why don't we move this party back to my room?" I helped her stand up and put on her coat. I paid our bar tab and we all walked out the door. I told her to lead up to her motel room and she started walking. It was now 10:30 and very little traffic. Diane and I helped her along the way so Keri wouldn't fall or trip. The parking lot was almost empty. There were only 2 cars. 1 with Illinois license plate and one from somewhere else. I figured on was Keri's and one was probably someone relative from out of town. It looked like there were no on in neighboring rooms. Her room was on the second floor and she fished her key out of her picket to open the door. The room wasn't bad. I had half expected some dumpy little room, but it looked like it was recently painted and the carpet was decent. It had one double bed against the wall and a dresser with a color TV against the other. I helped Keri sit down on the bed. Diane thought she was drunk and mentioned it. I reassured her that Keri would be fine in a little while. I sent Diane out the room to get the Vodka and juice out of the car along with some ice in the bucket from the room. She hurried out to do this. Keri was still under the influence of the "dust" but was starting to come out of it. I poured one directly into her mouth and told her to swallow it.. I told her she was to be Diane's and my slave. That she would do anything we asked her to do without question. That she would suck and fuck whoever, whenever, whatever we said. That we owned her now and did she understand? She said she did. I told her to lay back on the bed and relax until Diane got back. Diane came back with the supplies and saw Keri laying on the bed. "Is she alright?" I assured her she was that she just had a little too much to drink. Diane looked disappointed. I said that everything would be alright as soon as I got back from the bathroom. Diane laid down next to her as I kicked off my shoes and went to the bathroom. I relieved myself and found it tough thing to do as my cock was already hard. I came out of the bathroom and clapped my hands twice loudly! Keri woke up and was still a little dazed. Diane stroked her hair away from her face. She talked in a soothing voice. "It's alright, you just had a little too much to drink." Keri looked at me and said. "I remember now, I invited you back to my room to party." Diane reached between Keri's thighs and ran her hand up and down lingering at her crotch. "That's right, you did. But you're wearing too many clothes to party." Keri looked at her. "I am?" "Yes," Diane replied. "We need to get rid of some of them." I walked over to the thermostat and turned it up to make it warmer in the room. Didn't want anyone to be cold.. Diane undid Keri's belt and them unzipped her jeans. Keri kicked off her tennis shoes and wiggled her way out of her jeans and panties in one motion. Diane undid the buttons on her blouse. And helper her out of that. Keri had the thickest bush on a girl I had ever seen. It was long and jet black, from my vantage point, I couldn't see her pussy for all the hair. Diane helped Keri out of her bra. Keri also had the smallest breasts I had ever seen. Not that I had seen that many outside of a Playboy magazine. Diane told me there were "A" cups, and I imagined she struggled to fill them. She had nice nipples, not as big as Jennifer's but still nice, but her breasts were the size of a toy tea cup. She was skinny too. Again, not quite as skinny as Jennifer was, but still skinny. Diane placed her mouth on the closest of Keri's nipples and started to suck on it. She then reached down between her legs and searched through the bush for her pussy. I just watched this unfold before me. My cock was so hard it hurt. Diane started to bit Keri's nipple and Keri started to whimper from the pain. She found her pussy through the bush and inserted 2 fingers into it. Diane then formed kind of a pyramid with her fingers and started jamming all of them into Keri's pussy. She kept biting and tugging at Keri's nipple with her teeth and ramming her hand into Keri's pussy. I could tell the girl was torn between pleasure and pain. Diane let go of the nipple and sat up on the bed. She kept ramming the girls pussy but with her other hand started rubbing Keri's clit with her other hand. Keri was about to have an orgasm and it was a very big one. Keri was half crying and half whimpering, but Diane kept it up. Telling the girl to "cum for her" over and other again. Finally Diane got her wish and Keri started screaming that she was cumming. Summer of '75 Diane instructed me to get on the bed and work my cock into the girl. It didn't take me long to drop my pants and climb on the bed. I started to try and work my cock into her. She was tight. Even with all the lubrication from her cumming, she was a tight fit. Diane ordered me to fuck her, so I forced my way into Keri. I grabbed her hips and pulled her onto my cock. I started fucking her easy, but Diane kept yelling "Harder"! So I really started pounding her. I didn't have a condom on and knew I was about to come and started pulling out. Diane said that it didn't matter that to fuck her, fuck her hard. I shot my load into Keri. Diane asked how Keri felt. Keri replied that she thought I was going to rip her pussy open. Diane reassured her that she would get used to my size in no time. Diane suggested that instead of staying here that Keri pack her stuff up and we all go back to our place. Keri wasn't sure about this, but Diane reassured her that we would have more fun there. Keri finally agreed. We helped her pack an carry everything down the my car. Diane looked though her overnight bag and found a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt. She instructed Keri to wear this and her tennis shoes. Because Diane refused to let Keri clean up, the crotch of the shorts were soon soaked from the sex she just had. It was unseasonable warm for December. Probably high 40's out. When we went outside it made Keri's nipple really poke her t-shirt. Diane couldn't find any makeup so she used her lip stick on Keri. Between her nipples and her crotch being soaked she must have made the kid behind the office desk horny. Diane imagined that he would probably have to jerk off when he got home, if he waited that long. Diane instructed Keri to tell him that she had made some friends and that she was going to leave with them. Keri would ride with me and Diane would drive her car home. I decided to take the back roads home. It would take more time, but less chance of police along the way. I eased the seat back and ordered Keri to undo my belt and my zipper. I slowed down and wriggle my pants down so that she could get my cock free of my boxers. It was already starting to get hard again. I scooted forward on the seat and ordered Keri to suck me off. She buried her head in my lap and started to suck me off. I put my hand down her shorts and found her pussy. I started rubbing her clit while she game me attention. Keri took her mouth from my cock and started just to jerk me off. I told her "no" that I wanted to come in her mouth. Then took my from her shorts and jammed her face into this crotch. I started to cum and told her to swallow it all and make sure my cock was cleaned up. Finally when I was sure the job was done did I release her head from my hand. I moved my hand back to her shorts and resumed rubbing her pussy. We finally got back to town and I told her to sit up. We didn't need to take any back roads now and went straight home. I let Diane pull the car in first then I parked behind it. Diane got out of the car and was mad. I grabbed the liquor and juice and followed them into the house. I wasn't sure why Diane was mad, but it soon became apparent. "Did you have her give you a blow job while we were coming here?" "I did. But I didn't think it was a big deal." Diane came over to me and kissed me on the lips and then undid my belt and removed it from my pants. She ordered Keri to strip and get on the floor on all fours. Keri did what she was told. Diane stood over her head and proceeded to whip her with my belt. Not lightly either, but laid into her. Keri's ass started to turn beet red from the lashes. I asked what was going on and Diane said that Keri wasn't allowed to touch her man unless she said so. I went over to Diane and wrapped my arms around it. I whispered in her ear that it was alright. That no matter what happened, I was hers and would always be. Nothing could change that. She dropped the belt and buried herself in my chest. She started crying, I just held her tighter. Keri had collapsed on the floor crying. Fortunately I had stopped it before it had gone to far. Her back and bottom was red, but not enough to cause welts. I dried Diane's tears and she in turn picked Keri up off the floor and dried hers. Diane had a great idea. She took Keri into the hall bathroom and hat her set on the side of the tub. I sat down on the toilet and Diane went to her bedroom to undress. She came back in a t-shirt with a pair of scissors. Diane started cutting Keri's long black hair. She was cutting it short, so short that it looked like a boys hair cut. She even parted it on the side and trimmed it to look like a boy's hair cut. What a difference that made. She said that since she had the body of a boy that she should look like one! Diane instructed Keri to turn around on the tub and started to trim Keri's bush between her legs. Diane asked me to hand her my shaving crème and razor. After she trimmed Keri's bush as close as she could with the scissors, Diane spread the shaving crème. She then proceeded to shave her pussy smooth. Stopping ever stroke to wash out the razor. When she was done, Keri had a boys haircut and a shaven pussy. She proclaimed that since she didn't have any breasts that she should look the part of a boy. I had to admit, Keri did look like a boy. Diane told Keri to stand up and turn around. She present our new "boy" to me. She had her look in the mirror to see her new "Do". Keri broke down into tears again. Diane told her to feel between her legs. It was strange to her to not feel the thick patch of hair that was down there. She instructed to change places with me on the toilet seat and feel her self so we could watch. Keri did what she was told. I got up and started to clean up the hair in the tub so that it didn't clog it up. Diane was instructing her how to "fist" herself. Keri used her right hand on her pussy and her left hand on her nipples. Diane told her to take her left hand and start working on her clit. She had Keri really rubbing her own clit and her right one pummeling her pussy. After just a few minutes of this Keri proclaimed she was cumming. Diane told her to keep it up until she told her to stop and we would go into her bedroom. Diane laid down on the bed and instructed Keri to get between her legs and make her cum with her hand and mouth. Diane said she wanted to see me fuck Keri's pussy like this. I was already hard from watching the show in the bathroom so it didn't take me long before I was pounding into her. I kept pounding Keri while she worked on Diane's pussy. I couldn't hold back any longer. I shot my seed deep into Keri's pussy. I kept pumping until I was sure everything was out. Diane was close to cumming as well. She was thrashing around on her bed. I went around to the side and started kissing her deeply. I thrust my tongue into her mouth while I knelt down and fondled her breasts. This was enough to send her over the edge and erupt her own orgasm. I motioned for Keri to crawl up beside her on the bed. Without the hair covering it, you could see that Keri's pussy was a bright shade of red from my pounding it. Diane rolled over on her side and wrapped her arms around my neck. She had tears running down her cheeks. I stopped kissing her and asked her what was wrong. She whispered in my ear that she wished I could give her the baby that I was going to give Keri! This stunned me. I whispered back that some day I would. And she stopped crying. Later after Diane had Keri give her another orgasm we decided to go to bed. Keri and Diane in her bed and I showered then went to mine. It had been some first day. Chapter 6 Christmas Eve day. More accurately the day before Christmas. I was up at 11:00 and the girls were still asleep. I opened Diane's door and checked on them. They were wrapped in each other arms. I decided to make myself bacon and eggs, as I was starving from the activity of the night before. I sat down to eat and thought about what Diane said to me last night. "That she wanted a baby like what I was going to give to Keri." I really hadn't thought about it, but she was probably right. Not using a condom and the sex we were having might result in a baby. But then again, I had rolled the dice twice now and came up empty. Maybe my 18 year old sperm didn't have what it took to produce a baby. I finished my breakfast and rinsed the dishes off and put them in the dishwasher. Keri was the first one in the kitchen. (I should have known this. Diane was always one to sleep late.) I went to my bedroom and got her one of my tank top t-shirts. (They call them wife beaters these days.) Being too big on her it looked like a halter dress. I made her bacon and eggs as well. She was starved from her activities. I decided to make extra bacon, and then went to wake up Diane. Diane put on her usual t-shirt and panties for breakfast. Once they were settled at the table with juice and milk, I made Diane's eggs. The girls didn't say much during breakfast. I cam up behind Diane and brushed her hair to one side and kissed her on the neck. Then I reached around and gave each breast a gentle squeeze. She got a big smile and rubbed her cheek against mine. After breakfast the girls went to shower while I cleaned up the dishes. Diane suggested we go to Indianapolis and shop for a while. We got dressed and I drove us up to the mall. Diane picked out some very tight t-shirts for Keri. She had her throw away her bra in the store and wear one of them out. Again you could see that she had really small breasts but pointy nipples through the t-shirt. She then found her some short skirts. She made Keri to throw away her panties, but let her keep her jeans and place them in the bag. Shoes were next. Diane found her some "fuck me" heels as she called them. Finally Diane took her to the make up counter and let the girl make up Keri's face. Under the direction of Diane. When all this was done, Keri had this "fuck me" look to her. Everyone we walked by would turn and look at her. Diane wasn't that bad either. She had left her bra at home and wore a blouse that was unbuttoned so that it showed off her natural cleavage and one of her short skirts with "fuck me" heels. I was surprise at how light the crowd was. I guess everyone was ready for Christmas. We left the mall and headed downtown. Diane said she knew of some stores we should go to. There were several "Adult" shops along the way and Diane picked out one that didn't look to seedy and had several cars parked outside. I parked the car and we went in. We roamed the aisles until Diane found what she was looking for. It looked like a cock and it vibrated. She handed it me and told me don't forget to buy batteries. As I headed for the checkout the girls headed for the restroom. Keri said she really didn't need to go, and Diane told her not to worry it was all part of her fun. In a few minutes you could hear the door open then close in the stall next to them. Diane instructed Keri to get to her knees in front of a hole in the wall. Diane sat on the toilet. Diane then knocked on the wall between them. After about 10 second a flaccid cock came through the hole. She instructed Keri to suck it off. At first Keri was reluctant but Diane reached down and grabbed one of Keri's nipples and started to twist, hard. Keri took the cock in her mouth and started to suck it. Diane instructed her to use her hands to stroke it, and she did. After about 10 minutes the cock was hard as a rock and Diane could tell he was close to cumming. She told Keri to keep sucking and don't let one drop spill. Finally the guy erupted in Keri's mouth and Diane said to get every drop. She milked it until it was a soft as when it came though the hole. They waited until they heard the door open them close and then Diane let them leave. When they came out Keri's makeup was all smeared and Diane said she could fix it in the car. Diane told me what happened once we got into the car. It made me incredible horny. Diane had Keri fix her makeup in the car and we headed out to a different mall. It was already dark outside and we knew the Mall would be closing soon. She said not to worry she was looking for a certain store. We found it about 15 minutes to closing. It was a men's store and Diane has happy to see the guy working behind the counter ringing up the last of the customers. When he saw her he waived, she waived back. I felt a tinge of jealousy, but Diane reached for my hand and squeezed it. The guy ushered out the last of the customers and we pretended to shop. He came over and kissed Diane on the cheek. She Keri as a friend and myself as her Fiancée to Ben. I shuck his hand and told him I was happy to meet him. Diane explained that they went to college together and that was how she met him. She knew he worked at this store during the holiday season. He led us into the stock room as he locked up the store. He lowered the front screen and turned off most of the lights. I found out there was a back entrance to the store for us to get out. Diane said she wanted to talk to him as he cleared out the register and for us to wait back in the store room. It had chairs so we sat down and made ourselves comfortable. After a few minutes Diane came back to where we were and told Keri to remove her clothes and go up front and suck Ben off. There was a curtain that separated the store room from the front and Diane said to leave that open so we could watch. Keri obeyed her. She stood up and unzipped her dress and stepped out of it. The she pulled off her tight t-shirt. Keri walked up to the counter and dropped to her knees. She unzipped Ben's pants and lowered them to the floor. People walking by outside couldn't see what was happening it all was blocked by the counter. Keri proceeded to pull his cock out of his shorts and start to suck him off. Just like she did the guy in the porno store. He stood there counting the money out, having to start over on more than one occasion. I had an incredible hard on, but Diane told me to hold it for a few more minutes. Ben had pretty good staying power as it took about 15 minutes of her sucking to get him off. Keri sucked every drop of cum from his cock, not letting go until he started getting soft on her. Diane told Keri to come back and close the curtain. She got up and ran back almost forgetting to close it, but then turned around and did. By then the mall had closed up and the lights were turned down. I couldn't stand it any more and Diane knew it. She told Keri to lay down and let me at her. I didn't need any foreplay as my cock was already hard. I started pounding Keri's pussy as hard as I could. Diane lifted her skirt and lowered her pussy onto Keri's face. She told Keri to suck her clit until she came in her mouth. Since we were facing each other I could kiss Diane and play with her breasts. Ben finished up with the money and came through the curtain. I had never had an audience before, except if you count the time Ron and I got blown by his Step Mom, but I was too horny to care. He sat down and watched as I pounded Keri's pussy and Diane rocked on her face. Neither of us could hold back and we both started to cum. I sank my cock as far as I could when I started to come. Diane let her juices run all over Keri's face. There went her makeup again. Ben gave us some towels to clean each other up. We got dressed and Diane gave Ben another kiss on the cheek and thanked him for the use of his store. Ben thanked Keri for the blow job. And let us out the back way. As we walked down the hallway Diane lifted Keri's skirt and patted her bare ass for Ben to see. We got out to the car and by then it had turned pretty cold. I got the car started and turned the heater on full blast. Diane sat up front with me and Keri sat in the back. I let the car warm up for a few minutes before heading back home. After about 10 minutes on the road we were warm again. Diane and I reviewed the events of the day while Keri fell sleep in the back seat. Diane said she had several more ideas of what she wanted to do, but doubted that she could make it happen tonight. We got home about 8:00 and I decided that we should order pizza as I really didn't want to cook. So I called the Pizza place an ordered a extra large Pepperoni Pizza with extra cheese. The girls went and cleaned up while I set the kitchen table. I got out soda for us to drink and some wine if the girls wanted it. About 8:30 the doorbell rang and it was the pizza. Diane had on jeans and a t-shirt, while Keri was in one of her little "fuck me: outfits. It was a guy that was delivering the pizza and invited him in while I went and got the money. The pizza came to $8.99. I gave him a $20 and I told him to give me a $10 back. Diane had another idea for a tip. She introduced Keri to him and told him that Keri LOVED to give guys blow jobs. His voiced was shaky as he repeated what Diane had said. Would he like one as part of his tip? Diane told him to drop his pants and sit down in a chair. He did, then she told Keri to give him the best blow job he ever had. (Probably was the first one he ever had.) Keri did as she was instructed and took his cock out of his underpants and proceeded to suck him off. He had no where near the staying power that Ben did and soon shot his load into her mouth in minutes. She cleaned him up and tucked his cock back into his underpants. He quickly pulled his pants up and left muttering to himself. Diane and I just laughed. Keri was turning into a great little cock sucker. Diane lamented that Keri had given 3 strangers blow jobs, but only been fucked once. I offered to get Ron over, but Diane said she didn't want some "boy" fucking Keri. I suggested that she could invited her ex-boyfriend over, but she didn't like that idea either. She said that Keri's next lesson should be something special. She said she had several ideas, but wasn't sure how to make them happen. I didn't ask what they were. We finished the pizza in front of he TV. If Mom knew that we did this, she would have went through the roof. She would NEVER let anyone eat in the living room. Later Diane brought in her Polaroid camera and posed Keri for a series of pictures. She took shots from fully clothed to fully nude to nude and playing with herself. Diane went through quite a bit of film. This was starting to get me aroused again. Diane could see it in my pants. I unzipped them and stripped down to my boxers. Diane and I went back and forth, condom or no condom, but I won out. She went in and got a condom from my night stand while Keri stroked my cock. Diane came back I was good and hard and she rolled the condom over me and stripped off her clothes and lowered herself onto me. Looking back on things, of all the women in my life I have ever made love to, had sex with, my sister was the best. She had her back to me so I could have my choice of paying with her breasts or her clit. Both of which I took advantage off. She felt so good going up and down on my cock. Diane instructed to lay down in front of her so Diane could use the fake cock that she had bought at the porno store. Diane leaned forward and worked the fake cock in and out of Keri while she rode my cock. I could hear the buzz from it. Diane was working in and out of Keri and then rubbing her clit with it. Diane took it out of Keri and leaned back on me so she could use it on her own clit. It didn't' take long before we were both cumming. Diane's cunt muscles grabbed my cock and milked it of every drop of cum. Afterwards she carefully removed the condom and put it on inside out over the fake cock and used it to masturbate Keri. That way Keri would get my cum inside of her. By now it was late and I was beat, so I said my goodnights and left the girls sitting on the living room floor. Diane suggest that Keri sleep in my bed and I sleep with her. I took a hot shower and crawled into Diane's bed and was asleep in no time. I awoke sometime during the night with Diane's arms around me. In the morning, Diane filled me in on the what I had missed by going to bed. Diane had Keri use the fake cock on her ass while eating her pussy out. Afterwards, they showered together then came to bed. Summer of '76 It was the summer of 1976 and I was vacationing with my family in one of several log cabins that were part of an aging camp constructed in the Thirties on the shore of Lake Michigan. Each morning after breakfast I would set out combing the endless beach collecting stones and driftwood, enjoying the waves rolling over my bare feet. The previous night, for the first time ever in my eightenn years, I had shared a breathless make-out session with a girl. She was a sweet girl from a neighboring cabin, and eager to kiss a years-older boy during a moonlight swim. There was a bonfire on the beach where our parents and the other vacationers chatted. While the younger children roasted their marshmallows, she and I, far enough out in the shallow waters to enjoy some privacy, created our own bonfire of passion. We kissed, and she nuzzled my neck and surprised me by sucking my earlobe. Alas things would go no farther, as soon her parents called her in from the water, and the next morning she told me their vacation was over and she that she had to go. She kissed me quickly, and hugged my neck, then broke away with tears in her eyes, and in minutes she was gone. I played the scenes through my head as I trudged along the beach, feeling both excitement at the experience, and an emptiness that she was gone. I spotted a large chunk of Styrofoam which was rocking in the surf, and having determined it would be great fun at the camp, I headed back, balancing the salvaged raft on my head. After a bit I started hearing footfalls coming up quickly behind me, and something hit the raft, causing me to go sprawling into the sand. I was helped to my feet by the jogger, a man about my father's age with a golden tan, a bit of a belly, and a hairy chest. He was very apologetic, saying he had only meant to tap the raft as he jogged by, but had misjudged the force he had used. I was fine and accepted the man's apology, but he wasn't through with me yet. He expressed his concerns for me and asked me to sit on the raft so he could make sure I wasn't injured. I complied, and he inspected me and brushed some sand from my knee. In a moment I was surprised to find that I was enjoying the man's attention, and that I was attracted to him. It was somewhat unsettling as I had never had such feelings before. I had butterflies in my stomach 'I'd like to keep an eye on you for a bit', he said, as he placed a friendly hand on my shoulder, 'how about coming with me to my beach house for something cold to drink?' I was thirsty, but something else urged me to go with the man; I was enjoying being in his care, so I agreed. His place was air-conditioned and very comfortable. I quickly had a lemonade in my hand and was feeling at ease. I was feeling something else as well. I felt that I was having an adventure, and that I liked being in this place, with this man, and that I wanted to stay. When he asked if I wanted rum in my lemonade, I told him I thought that would be wonderful. 'On second thought, if you told someone I gave you rum, I could get into trouble', he said. I told him I never would tell on him, but he said he couldn't be sure, unless he had something that I wouldn't want him to tell. So I told him all about the girl, and the previous night's necking. He asked me lots of questions, including about other experiences I had (none). Had I jacked off after? (in a cabin shared with my family? – no). Did I like to think of girls when I jacked off (yes). But he said that wasn't enough, that young men loved to brag. I promised him I could keep a secret but he said he wanted to be sure. 'I will give you the rum if you give me a kiss, I am sure you would never tell that you let a man kiss you' I could feel the flush in my swim trunks and I told him okay, and in a moment he was kissing me. I quickly deciding that one thing better than kissing a girl, was to be kissed by a man. He kissed me for a long minute, when he broke it off he told me that it was very nice and that I was a good kisser. I felt proud that I had pleased him. 'Now look what you have done' he exclaimed, leaning against the wall, 'You've made my dick all hard'. 'I did that?' I asked stupidly. 'Yes, do you want to see? Come over here' I quickly moved to him and he pressed down on my shoulders, and I knew I was going to be on my knees for this man, and would suck his cock. He told me to feel his cock, and I did. He told me to pull down his swim trunks, and I obeyed, exposing his beautiful, uncut 7-inch cock . He told me to put his cock in my mouth and I did as I was told. I was a little afraid, but I loved what I was doing. He gave me several instructions on sucking his cock and I played close attention, I wanted to make him happy. My mouth was watering. I could feel the force of his hand on the back of my head, as if to say 'don't even think you get to decide when you are through sucking my cock'. I was intoxicated by the smell of him. After awhile the instruction stopped and I could hear the music of his relaxed breathing. I was also very relaxed and very tuned on. He pulled his cock out of my mouth, and told me to stand up and take my swim trunks off slowly. As he watched me he added the rum to my drink. I adored having his eyes on me and didn't feel shy at all. 'Very nice', he said, 'now drink it all and get into the bed on your back'. I quickly obeyed and he joined me in the bed, running his hands all over my body while he kissed me passionately. 'Mmm, you are very sweet, like a girl. Would you like to be my girlfriend?' I almost came right then, but I told him it would be my pleasure, though I have never been a man's girlfriend before.. he began kissing me all over, and soon he was touching and sucking and licking my five-inch cock and my balls. I was in heaven. I had only had my cock felt a little once before, through my swim trunks, the night before in the lake. He began to rim my ass and I couldn't believe how wonderful it felt. I was moaning in delight. 'That's right baby', he whispered, 'don't hold back'. He rimmed me for quite some time, and told me he would fuck me soon and that I would be his, I told him I was his already, and that he could fuck me anytime. He put me on my side and began to push the head of his cock into my ass and it felt wonderful, but suddenly he was in, and it hurt, and I cried out in pain. He stopped moving, but didn't pull out. He whispered to me, 'you have to relax your ass now, sweetheart, you're going to have to trust me, I won't move until you say it is okay, but relax your ass baby, now.' I totally submitted to what he told me and willed myself to relax and take his big cock happily, and just as he said, in one minute the pain had stopped and only pleasure remained. He began fucking me deeper and harder until I felt like the sexiest thing alive, and suddenly he shuddered with pleasure and shot his load deep into my ass. He then told me he was going to make me cum, and sucked my cock for about 30 seconds until I exploded in his mouth. He told me he loved the way I tasted. After a few minutes of laying together he left the bedroom and returned with a hot wet towel, with which he gently wiped me clean. 'You belong to me now, baby', he said...and for the next five days whenever we could, I did.