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John

By: crybaby4rgb



John is 21 years old and going to collage to studying to be a psychologist. This is his first year of school. His life to this point has been rough. At age 5 he was put into a children's home because his father abused him. By beating him and his siblings, however the other siblings were sent to live with their mother.

His mother was very scared of him because he looked so much like his father, that she didn't want him. John had no idea way his mother didn't want him and always felt As if she hated him. John spent most of his life in the children's home and when he would get close to someone they would leave him. 

So John would go into a rage, getting so upset he would blackout into a rage and try to kill others around him. But after talking to a psychologist, and working his anger out John learned how to deal with this rage. So he wanted to help other's like himself. 

John is going to Penn State, as he walks into the school dorm. He looks for the room number he was given And found his roommate in the room, his name is Mike. 

Mike is 20 about 6'0 foot tall very skinny guy about 140 lbs., brown hair, and hazel eyes. 

John walks into the room saying hello to his new roommate. 

Mike talks with him and helps him unpack. Mike tells him he is studying to become a police officer. 

John and Mike hit it off real well. Over the next few months they study real hard, and partying on the Weekends. John asks him if he has a girlfriend here at school yet? 

Secretly Mike has been looking at John in the late nights and morning when John would get up with piss hard on. John's cock is about 9 inches long and Mikes is about 6 inches. Mike has been thinking of John when he is taking a shower, and thinking of him always makes his dick get rock hard. Mike starts jerking off as he thinks about John, he bends and sticks a finger up his ass. 

Mike cums very hard and says John's name out load as he is moaning. One day when he was beating his meat. Mike had left the bathroom door open. John had come in from class and heard the shower going and walked by looking into the bathroom and sees Mike jerking away, and moaning John's name. 

John has never been with a man sexually but now, it has him thinking about it ...very hard.

John's cock is getting hard now of thinking how much he might like to have Mike sucking his dick.

John has a girl he goes out with sometimes but nothing other then out to eat and movie when he has time he's also a virgin. John went on studying after he heard the water being turned off.

Mike comes out and sees John sitting their studying and wonders how long has he been there Did he hear" HIM" when he was moaning and calling Johns name??

Mike asks John what time he got home! 

John tells him he just got in and started on his homework right away. (Mike is saying think god to him self)! John however has a very hard cock hiding under the "desk" and needs to release the pressure before he busts.

Mike gets dressed and tells John he is heading to class and asks if John would like to go out tonight after class? 

John tells him yes, they need a break from all the studying. 

As Mike walks out saying he would be back and ready to go about 6 p.m. As Mike shuts the door" John" pulls his aching cock out to relieve the pressure, as he is stroking his cock he thinks back to remembering seeing Mikes cock and what he had said, as he starts to cum, he catches it in his hand, and licks it to see how it taste.

He's thinking to himself that it's not bad, so he take the rest into his mouth and swallows it all. 

John goes back to his studies and starts reading how to hypnotize someone. After about two hours later the phone "rings" and it's Kim the girl from his {class} and the one he goes out with from time to time.

She asks him if he has read and understands how to hypnotize someone. 

He tells her that he's not sure but would like to get together and try it on someone. 

She asks him if he knows someone take they can try this on. 

John tells her that his roommate would be a good one to start on. But unknown to Kim, John knows how to hypnotize someone very quickly. John has done this to several people already but nothing like he is going to do tonight. 

Theirs a knock on the door John looks at his watch its 3:30 and he knows it must be Kim. He opens the door and it is Kim. He asks her to come in and if she would like a drink. 

She says that diet cola would hit the spot. 

In the back of his mine he is thinking that soon she will be swallowing something else. As a grin comes to his face... He gets them both a cola and in hers he slips a drug into her drink. He hands her the cola and they both start drinking and talking about hypnotizing Mike and what they will have him do?

To make sure he is under?

John says that they should make him bark like a dog, but Kim's thinking something a little more devise and tells him that Mike might not be under and would just be fucking with them. 

She has something else in mind and tells John that they should make him get nude and walk outside.

John says sure they could do that, because Mike would never ever do anything like that if he was not under the spell. 

After about and hour the drug is working on Kim and she is just staring into space, but is still in touch somewhat. John starts asking if she is ok. 

Kim says she is so sleepy but its like her eyes just won't shut. In the back of his mind he is laughing and yelling all right your mine know you sweet thing you. 

John grabs his necklace and shows it to Kim waving it from side to side in less then a min she is under with the help of the drug. 

He tells her to relax and slip deeper and deeper into the zone and when she is filling weight less like air to raise her right arm high over her head...and she doe's. 

So now John knows she is under his control total he starts off by telling her. That when he says "sandman" three times she will be back to this spot and will do anything and everything, He says and that when he says "bitch from hell" she will come back and remember nothing and go on as nothing has happen and feel very refreshed unless he tells her other wise. 

He asks her if she understands? 

She says, "YES". 

Now he asks her what she really thinks of him and to be totally honest. 

She tells him that she thinks he is hot but not her type. 

John then asks her if she has ever had sex. 

She tells him no she is saving her self for her husband to be. 

He then asks if she has ever fucked herself before. 

She reply's (Yes). 

John then asks if she has ever played with a mans cock? 

She say's no, but hope's to someday! 

He then ask if she has ever sucked on a mans cock? 

She reply's no, but has thought about it when masturbating. 

John asks her if she has ever had a woman for a lover. 

Her reply to this one shocked him somewhat when she says Yes, that her and her sister had done this when she was living at home. 

John starts getting turn on thinking about her and the sister. His cock is starting to get hard and he tells her to stand up and take her clothing off, she stands and starts removing her blouse first, its a pink silk blouse and then she takes off her bra her breast are 36c and very firm the cool air hits them and her nipples start getting hard she then unbuttons her jeans and zips them down (John is thinking boy am I going to have fun with this babe) she starts to slowly, remove her jeans and finds that she is wearing a matching set of underwear. 

He stops her from removing her panties for the moment and tells her to turn around and bend over. He sees that the panties have a wet spot on them he tells her while being bent over to slide the panties off. Her pussy looks so fucking good and he tells her so, her pussy lips are swollen and she is very wet. 

John tells her to stand up and turn to face him now. He looks her over and she is so fucking hot he almost cums just from looking at her sexy body. 

John tells her to come over and take his pants down this she doe's and he is so hard that the head of his cock is sticking out of his underwear. 

Kim he "says" get down on your knees and slowly take my underwear off. 

She moves her hand up to the waistband and slides them off. 

Now look up into my face, she is now staring at him. Now I want you to open your hot little mouth Kim, I am going to fuck that beautiful face of yours. John slowly takes hold of his cock and guides it into her waiting mouth. Now I want you to suck my cock as you would a sucker.

She takes him into her hot wet mouth and starts sucking. 

John starts moving his cock, in and out of her mouth slowly. When I "cum" I want you to suck on my cum, and my cock, and then swallow the juices of my dick. He is watching her and is moving faster in and out of her mouth faster, and faster, he pumps. He grabs her by the hair and starts slamming in and out of her... and cums so hard he almost falls down.

His legs are weak now but she is sucking and licking him getting every bit of cum out of he's cock. 

Now I want you to stand up and bend over the chair. As she does this John can see her pussy juices are leaking down her legs!

He rubs her soft sweet ass, and takes some of her juices and rubs in on her asshole.

Then he puts a finger deep into her pussy getting it wet she starts moaning with the pleasure. He takes the finger out and puts it on her ass bud rubbing and pushing his finger deeper, into her ass.

Telling her he is going to fuck that beautiful ass of hers.

And she begs him to fuck her.

She is so wet and hot as he put the tip of his cock at her entrance she starters to push back John pushes his cock slid into her tight ass as she cums and starts screaming.

John starts pounding in and out of her and just before he cums he stops. 

Telling her he wants her hot little pussy around his cock.

Kim screams "yes" fuck my cunt! Please fuck me now. 

John slides his cock out and puts it into her wet hot pussy he slides it in and hits something in there... its her hymen. He slides in and out and then he grabs her nipples and pinches them and pulls real hard and then slams into her pussy hard. 

She screams from the pain but also the pleasure of her orgasm. 

She cums so hard that she passes out. 

John's legs are now very weak and he slowly walks over to the other chair and sits down worn out for the moment.

John looks at the clock on the wall and sees that it is 5:30. He goes over to Kim, and tells her to get cleaned up and dressed.

As she does John can't wait to have her again? Ok Kim set down and listen to me, I am going to wake you. 

And you will remember everything that has happened to you. But you will believe it was just a "dream" and feel so very refreshed.

Now close your eyes and when I count to three you will awaken feeling better then you have in years, and again when I say sandman three times you will be under my control and do anything and everything I say do you understand.

She reply's yes! 

Good girl now sandman, sandman, sandman. 

She opens here eyes and tells john she is sorry for falling asleep but she feels so wonderful. 

Well Kim you must have need the rest. I hope you don't mind that I didn't wake you but you looked like you need the rest. 

She smiles at him and gives him a big hug and says thank you John. 

There is a noise at the door as it opens they see Mike coming in the room. 

Mike says hello to them and they reply the same. Mike starts asking them if they won't mind if he didn't go out tonight that he has to study for a test Monday. 

John says what kind of test Mike. 

Mike tells him that they are given a set of numbers to remember and that they are the codes the police use when talking on the radio. 

John tells him that they could help him to remember the code but to study tomorrow and take a break we were both looking forward to going out with you tonight remember asking. 

Mike tells him he is right and should take a break from all the shit. So they head out for a night on the town as John smiles to Kim. They plan to get him drunk then hypnotize him. 

When they get to the bar John order's them all a beer with a shot of wild turkey as a chaser they all drink it down then John tells Kim to dance with Mike, as they go to the dance floor John orders another round and slips the same drug he had given Kim into Mikes drink. 

Mike and Kim come back to the table and start drinking up. John then asks Kim if she would like to dance and of course she and John head for the dance floor. 

John whispers in her ear that he has slipped a drug into Mikes drink so when they get back to the table ask Mike to dance again that way the drug will get into his system much faster. 

As John and Kim get back to the table John sees that Mike has in deed drank down all of his drink.

Mike is dancing with Kim he starts filling light headed and asks Kim if she wouldn't mind setting down and rest for a few that he must have drank to fast or something. 

Kim tells him sure lets have a rest. 

As they are sitting there John tells Mike that maybe they should go to the restroom just in case he should get sick …so John helps Mike to the restroom, there is no one else in there and John has Mike get into a stall and sit there for a few. 

Mike agrees and sits there then he sees John pull something out of his pocket and Mike is just staring into space John tells him to look at the object and to focus on… it. As Mike stares at it, John starts laughing and tells Mike to look at it and listen to his voice very carefully. 

John has him under his control now, Mike he says when you hear my voice and only my voice and I say sandman three times you will do anything and everything I tell you, do you understand?

Mike answers Yes. 

John then tells Mike when you hear me say ( bastered from hell) you will wake up and feel very refreshed and remember nothing, unless I tell you to remember do you understand? 

Mike answers Yes. 

Then John has to make very sure Mike is under his control and he tells Mike to tell him a secret about just how he feels about John.

Mikes reply is: John I have fantasies about you, I am making love to your big monster cock, and I want to have it inside of me, and to suck your sweet cum from your cock. 

John says well now, I like hearing that Mike I want you to stand up and take your cock out for me, do it now Mike. 

Mike stands, taking his cock out of his pants and asks want now?

John tells him that from now on you will call me Master when you are under my control!

Mike answers Yes Master.

John is filling ten foot tall now he tells Mike to start masturbating! 

Mike says yes master. 

John tells Mike that when he cums, to cum in his hand and then to lick it up as if it were Johns cum.

Mike tells John yes master. 

I am ready to cum Master and I would love nothing else then to eat my masters cum. 

Master I am cuuuummmmmming. 

Mike Cums Hard and heavy in his hand shooting some of his load on Johns pants leg. Mike then starts licking his cum from his hand and tells his master how good he loves his cum. 

John tells him to lick his cum from his pants leg and do it now. 

Mike drops to the floor and greedy licks it off of his master's leg. 

John then tells him to dress and let's go home Mike fallows him out the door, John tells Kim that Mike is under his control and they are headed back to his place and for her to come with them as well. 

Kim is smiling from ear to ear unknown to her that she is also under John's control.

John



I had submitted a number of stories concerning my sex life with my group of friends. My husband, Joe, and I are involved with a few people and meet on a regular basis for sex, not an orgy but mainly to have a change of sex partners. Although there are 2 single men in the group who do not have wives, they are very welcome and have just as much right to the women in the group as the married men.

Joe and I look on this whole situation as a sexual adventure and one of the thrills I get is to tell my stories to complete strangers. There are 4 couples involved (including us) and 2 single men, our group grew slowly as we met people who we wanted to have sex with and invited them to join us. Initially Joe and I started only with Frank, a very close friend of ours who was alone and wasn't getting any sex at all after his wife passed away. We had always flirted and after his wife's passing, he had complained about not getting any sex and my husband suggested that I allow him to fuck me. I wasn't too sure at first, it wasn't because of any false modesty on my part but I didn't know how my husband would handle a situation where another man could fuck me just as much as him. However I soon found that Joe enjoyed watching me get fucked by another man and I gladly and willingly offered myself to Frank without any conditions, actually the only condition we had was that all our sexual encounters should be between the 3 of us and sex was to be open, the real meaning was that either of them could fuck me with the other looking on, if he wasn't also taking part.

However, after we appointed Frank as our sex director, he started offering me to other men, some friends of his and some were strangers we met. He could do this after the appointment because one of the conditions was that he had complete access to my body, just the same as my husband, and he certainly made use of the opportunities. After a while I decided that I wished to remain naked as much as possible and announced this to both the men in my life, of course they were delighted. I explained that I had always had a fantasy of being a slut and now that I was getting fucked regularly by strangers, I wanted to be naked as befitting a slut. The next stage was for Frank to expose my naked body in public; this was so easily done because I was such an obedient slut and readily took off my clothes whenever asked to. We would usually check into a motel out of town for the weekend for our sex activities and since I wasn't allowed to wear any form of underwear, all Frank had to do was tell me to "get naked" and I could easily slip off whatever I was wearing and be naked for him, he would do this when we were driving so that we would arrive at the motel with me completely naked and I had to walk to our room that way, of course quite a number of truck drivers would have seen my naked body during the drive.

Also we would normally call out for pizza and it was my duty to receive the pizza and since I was already naked and took my own sweet time to get the pizza and pay the guy, many of the delivery guys had a good time seeing my naked body. I enjoyed all such activities and readily took off my clothes and did whatever I was told to. My husband wasn't as demanding as Frank and left all the decisions to him, just agreeing with him and encouraging me, his excuse was that I was such a slut and he didn't wish to encourage me any further, however he never ever objected to Frank's instructions.

After a few months with Frank we became friendly with Joe's boss, Dick, and his wife, Pat. It all started when they invited us over to their house for a poolside BBQ and Pat asked me to help her, mainly supervising the caterers. So we went over early Saturday afternoon and Pat had a spare bedroom for us for changing and resting etc. After getting everything ready, Joe and I went to our room for a shower and to change, since the BBQ was being held at their poolside, all the guests were told to bring their swimwear; I had a new bikini for this party. After my shower, I was getting my bikini out of my bag when a colleague of Joe opened the door; I was completely naked standing by the bed but didn't bother to cover myself. When Joe's colleague saw me not making any attempt to hide my naked body from his eyes, he walked into the room leaving the door open and came right up to me and then reached out with both hands to hold my tits.

I didn't move away nor did I say anything but stood there as he squeezed my tits and when he realized that neither Joe nor myself was going to object, one of his hands moved down my body to my cunt, all I did now was to spread my legs and the next thing I felt was his fingers pushing their way into me. Now he was explaining to my husband about entering the wrong room but that he didn't regret it because of what was available so I quickly interrupted him and said that just because I allowed him to fondle my naked body, it didn't mean that he could fuck me! Just as he was about to reply, Pat walked in, the door wasn't closed, and stopped short seeing me naked and being fondled.

I quickly turned to face her and Joe's colleague moved to stand behind me without letting his hands leave my body, now I was standing facing Pat with the man having one hand cupping one of my tits and the other tickling my cunt and rubbing my clitoris. I was getting aroused from his touch and then Pat told him that he should leave us and go to the room set aside for the men to change. Giving my tits a last squeeze he left us and then Pat came over to hold me in her arms, just at that time Dick arrived and asked his wife why was she holding me in her arms so she had to explain to Dick what happened. She gave me a kiss on my lips and told us to hurry up and get into our swimwear to join the rest of the guests by the pool.

After Joe and I got into our swimwear, we went back downstairs and joined the rest of the guests, all of them came dressed casually and used a couple of rooms to change, the colleague of Joe had given the excuse that he had entered the wrong room and saw us and had taken the opportunity to fondle my naked body. All during the BBQ, he was caressing my ass at every chance he got, actually a few other guests also did that but they were more discreet. Everybody at the party was either a staff of the company or their spouse and so we knew each other, I'd flirted with a few of the guys during previous parties/gatherings and these were the ones who dared to caress my ass.

I guess the reason was that I had to get a bikini a little smaller for me, mainly because of my huge ass and small tits. I couldn't get one that covered my ass entirely because then the top would be too big for my small tits and similarly I couldn't get one that fitted my tits exactly because the bottom would be too tight. The solution was a compromise, the top was a little loose, which didn't pose any problems, but then the bottom would be too small to cover my whole ass, it covered my front but then the back, being too small, would slip into the crack of my ass leaving both ass cheeks fully exposed. This didn't bother me at all since I was so used to being naked even for strangers that exposing my ass this way wasn't any problem, it only meant that quite a few men took this as an invitation to touch or slap my ass! I loved their attention but I knew that their wives weren't too happy.

Anyway the BBQ was a huge success, it was actually a party to celebrate Dick and Pat's new house, and everybody got a little drunk (some got very drunk!) and had a good time. Of course since we all knew each other, the guys were all slapping and caressing my ass and trying to hit on all the women present, harmless flirting except for those whom their spouses weren't happy about the few women who exposed too much, like me! A few of the guests did jump into the pool, some just stood at the pool side watching and encouraging those already in, even though all the guests wore their swimming gear, some didn't like the horseplay and participated in the fun with their voices only.

At the end of the party, Joe and I stayed back, giving the excuse that we had to help with the cleaning up, it wasn't really true as Dick had arranged for the caterers to clean up before leaving. Joe and I just wanted to stay back because Pat said she wished to talk to us privately. We were still in our swimming gear and when the last guest had departed, Pat closed the front door and took off her swimsuit, right there in the hall in front of us and stood there completely naked! Joe and I and her husband looked on, too stunned to say anything, but she quickly explained about me standing completely naked and being fondled. However before I could explain the situation to her, she quickly added that she wasn't judging me but that she was interested to find out more about my husband just watching his colleague fondling me.

I looked over at my husband and he nodded his head which I took as agreeing to tell Dick & Pat about our sex life, about him sharing me with Frank. Pat held my arm and suggested we move to the living room which would be more comfortable, the four of us walked over and took our seats, Joe and Dick each sat in an armchair while Pat pulled me to sit real close to her on the sofa, all the while I noticed that my husband was starring at her naked body. Just as I was about to sit down Pat asked me if I would feel more comfortable naked, I didn't need any further encouragement and slipped out of my bikini and sat down completely naked like her. Dick told us that his wife frequently remained naked but only when they were alone and this was the first time she had stripped off her clothes when there were others around, my husband had to add that I was naked every chance I got and enjoyed flashing my naked body to strangers.

Pat admitted that she was attracted to my body especially after watching me being fondled by Joe's colleague but she wanted to understand why it was that Joe could just stand still and watch his colleague fondle my naked body. Joe told me to explain our sex life and I did, without any embellishments, explain about the relationship we had with Frank and also added that he, Frank, liked to see me showing off my naked body to strangers and would frequently "offer" me to complete strangers for sex!

I could see that both Dick & Pat were very interested in my story, especially when I described how Frank "lent" me to complete strangers, I'd described a pool competition between Frank & Joe with some men in a pool hall where I was the prize! My husband had the grace to look sheepish when I described how he and Frank had lost every game resulting in me being passed from one man to another in the motel near the pool hall!

Now Pat was explaining how they had joined a wife swapping group but left after they realized that all the men were wanting to fuck her but Dick didn't get too much sex from the other wives! Then they had joined a nudist colony but resigned after about a year because it was quite far away and the management didn't allow exchange of partners. They had now stopped their extra marital sex and Pat was telling us how she missed having different cocks, I quickly told her that my husband had been staring at her most of the time we were talking adding that she would get Frank's & Joe's cocks, if she and her husband were willing to share!

Dick quickly answered for the both of them saying that was the whole idea inviting us to remain behind, I glanced over at my husband and noted that he was in complete agreement to wife swap with his boss, however I told Dick and Pat that we were already involved with Frank and wouldn't wish to give him up, Dick replied saying that it only meant that Pat and I had to "service" 3 men instead of 2, and his was very sure his wife would be more than happy to have an additional cock fucking her!

With that out of the way, Dick stood up and held out his hand, I placed my hand in his and followed him upstairs, Joe had done the same to Pat and now Dick told his wife to use their bedroom while he would bring me to the spare bedroom. Our swapping started right there and later, when we introduced Frank, he got happily involved and admitted that he enjoyed fucking Pat very much! We would usually meet at Dick's house and it meant that Pat and I had 3 men waiting to fuck us, the men seem to be able to fuck so much that both Pat and I would get fucked a couple of times per weekend, we were absolutely happy with that!

This increased sex didn't stop them from wanting to expose my naked body to strangers, a wish that met with my whole hearted approval! Previously it was Frank who would tell me where and when to expose myself but now we had Pat doing it also, both Joe and Dick just went along only occasionally making suggestions with everything left to Pat and Frank. However Frank slowly handed over the chore to Pat and she eagerly looked for occasions to expose me, I just obeyed her without reservations since I enjoyed having strangers look at my naked body!

From this point it was a simple matter before we got involved with John, actually we've known him for a long time, he's the majority shareholder of the company and was running the day to day business. I'd met him a couple of times during some company functions but I don't think he remembered me. However when he found out that Joe and me were having an affair with Dick and Pat, he became interested and joined one of our sessions. He became more involved when Joe offered me to him, I spent a night with him and from then on he insisted on having my body at least once a week, which Joe and I gladly agreed to.

Of course it soon became common knowledge in the company that John was having an affair with me, we were sure that nobody else knew about the swapping deal we had with Dick and Pat but later, Paul came to know about it when John offered me to a client for signing a contract with the company. When Paul found out that my body was at the disposal of the company, he wanted to know more about the services I was offering and Pat told him that he should bring his wife, Dolly, along the next time he came up to Dallas and we could work something out. Paul was the manager of our Miami branch and was doing very well.

So the next time Paul & Dolly came up to Dallas, all of us met in Dick's downtown apt, to introduce him and his wife to our group. I had to strip off my clothes and then Frank and Pat were fondling and caressing my naked body right there putting on a show for Paul & Dolly. She immediately agreed to join us, one of our conditions was that they should join us as a couple which meant that Dolly had to be available, just the way Pat and I was, to everybody in the group. Of course Paul was all for it, Dolly agreed but we could see some hesitation because, as she explained, this was the first time she would be having sex with an audience, we assured her that we wouldn't do anything she wasn't comfortable with, all we wanted her to agree to was that anyone of us could fuck her, without having to ask permission, the fact that she had to remain completely naked meant that she was available.

However after a while she became totally uninhibited to the extent that she would even strip off in the office, of course not in the general office area but in John's or Dick's private office. She said that if she was going to be a slut then it would be better if everybody knew it and treated her as one. We were all pleasantly surprised but John wasn't too happy about having naked women on the company's premises but finally agreed when I reminded him that he didn't allow me to be dressed whenever I visited him. It soon became common knowledge in the company that John was fucking Joe's and Paul's wives regularly and that I was also "entertaining" some of the company's important clients, I was actually appointed the company whore and agreed that my body could be used as a gift to our major clients!

Our group usually met in Pat's house but occasionally we also met in other places. One of these places was John's apt, he had converted the penthouse into two apt and a couple was leasing the other one, both shared the same elevator lobby and that was how Greg and Debbie got invited to join us. It all came about when we were meeting in John's apt and then he wanted me to remain behind when the others left, I accompanied them all out to the lobby to wait for the elevator and as usual was completely naked. Greg & Debbie came out and saw me kissing the rest goodbye, their kisses included fondling my naked body and there was no way I was going to stop them fondling me, even with strangers around.

When Debbie saw me being fondled right there, she invited John and I to visit their apt and that turned into a sex session with them, John didn't take part, he only sat by and watched as both husband and wife enjoyed my naked body. After that I had to explain my situation and the next time the group met in John's apt, Greg & Debbie were invited. Debbie turned out to be a willing pupil although she wasn't too keen to be exposed in public but soon came around when we made her walk naked in the park, of course only a few people saw her but we slowly introduced her to public nudity and after the first few embarrassing times, she took to it like a duck to water, she was even willing to leave her clothes in the trunk of the car and walk naked to our motel room, however she drew the line when we wanted to offer her to strangers.

So now our group was complete in the sense that we didn't wish to invite any more people to join us, there were 4 women who were available to 5 men, only 3 women were available to John because Pat was his niece and so sex between them wasn't on, however that fact has never stopped Pat from cleaning out my cunt with her tongue after I got fucked by John! We had to be careful about sex with outsiders because of all the different diseases and so limited ourselves to fucking each other, I was the main exception since I was the slut and whore and so had to be "lent" to others. Dolly, too, became very active sexually but she was down in Florida and so we couldn't really control her. Of course the members of our group, especially me, got regular medical check ups but we had agreed that, since we weren't going to stop our sexual activities, it was a risk we had to take and the only way we could reduce the risks was to have regular medical check ups and take the necessary precautions.

Anyway we were very happy with our group, Debbie joined us on the condition that she wouldn't be "lent" to others but she did say that she wished to have the final say about being "lent" to others, much to her husband's delight, apparently Greg, like Joe, enjoyed watching strangers have sex with his wife. Dolly offered herself to all and sundry, with or without Paul's permission and she usually didn't even consult us. Pat refused to be fucked by strangers and she wouldn't even expose herself or even wear very revealing clothes. Her basis for this was that, we in the group had complete access to her body, anybody else was subject to approval by Dick or John with the condition that she had to be attracted to the other person first. It goes without saying that I was the one who had to "entertain" our guests and clients and my body was at the disposal of anyone who had to close a deal with a potential client, that was the main reason I was appointed the company whore! However only John or my husband had made use of this offer, John offered me as a gift to his big clients but Joe could only offer me to his own clients which were mainly one off, which made him refer to me as a cheap whore!

I remember one occasion when I had done the my housework in the morning after seeing my kids and Joe off, of course I was completely naked and was sweating and felt filthy with all the dusting and cleaning I did the whole morning, when I came up from the basement where I had just finished ironing a batch of clothes, I found that my husband had brought one of his clients home. He was fully aware that I would be naked, I usually am when my kids aren't around, and still he brought this client home without informing me. When I was introduced to Mac, I didn't bother covering my filthy naked body but just stood at the door and shook hands with Mac, Joe told me to put something on so that I could accompany him and Mac to see an apt, as I walked upstairs I overheard my husband telling Mac that his biggest problem was to get me dressed decently!




John



Joe told me to sit in front with Mac, it meant I had to sit on Mac's lap. I had only pulled on a summer dress, the kind you see thousands of women wearing everyday, the difference was that I had nothing under it. So sitting on Mac's lap, I didn't bother pulling the hem down to cover me but left myself exposed so Mac had a good view of my thighs and he was also aware of my lack of underwear because my husband had told him I never wear underwear. I didn't bother covering my body and kept close to Mac, letting him feel my body and I knew he was attracted to me, even in my filthy state, because I could feel his cock growing under my ass.

When we arrived at the apt, as soon as he closed the door, my husband told me to strip naked so as not to dirty my dress, but I realized that the real reason was to show off my naked body to Mac, in this way it was perfectly clear that I was available. As we walked through the apt, I held onto Mac's arm, making sure my naked body touched him at every opportunity, in fact telling him in no uncertain terms that I was willing to be fucked by him, after a while, when we were in the bedroom, he put a hand on my naked ass and I allowed him to caress my ass, by this time I was fully aware that he did want to fuck me and I was just wondering how my husband was going to offer me to him.

That question was answered almost immediately when Mac agreed to take out a lease on the apt and my husband told us to wait there while he rushed back to the office to get the necessary papers for Mac to sign. As Joe was leaving, I went up to him at the door and kissed him and then he caressed my ass, I was facing him so that my ass was in full view for Mac, Joe told Mac to enjoy himself while waiting for his return and to make matters even more clear, he added that I could be the entertainment!

As soon as my husband had closed the door, Mac came to me and put his arms around me asking if what Joe said was true, I answered in the affirmative by throwing my arms around him and kissed him full on the lips, his tongue snaked into my mouth and our tongues were fencing. It was a simple matter for Mac to pull me into the bedroom, the apt was fully furnished and so the bed was already made with sheets etc. Mac pushed me on the bed and I lay there with my legs spread so that he could see my cunt clearly and he was trying to get undressed but was very clumsy about it so I got up to him and helped him and as soon as he was naked he joined me on the bed. It was a quick fuck, he started fucking me almost immediately he joined me on the bed and very soon I felt his cock shooting his juices into me, which in turn triggered my own orgasm, I wrapped my legs around him as we came together and kept them there even after he had finished, his cock was still hard enough to remain inside me.

After a while we got up and Mac went to wash and got dressed but I remained unwashed and when he asked, I told him that my husband preferred my cunt to be filled with cum. Just then Joe returned and showed off the lease which Mac quickly signed and wrote out a check, Joe took it and invited him back to the office. This time when I got onto his lap, Mac didn't bothered pretending but immediately slid his hand to my cunt, when my husband saw that he asked if my cunt was really wet, I replied saying that Mac had left a lot of cum inside me, my husband told Mac I was such a slut for saying such things.

When we got back to Joe's office, he handed the lease to Bunny, his assistant, and the three of us went into his private office where I had to slip off my dress again, I went over to let my husband poke a couple of fingers into my cunt to show him how much cum Mac had deposited inside me, he looked quite pleased and asked Mac if he wanted another session with me, of course Mac to fuck me again but he wasn't too sure about Joe being present, I quickly told him not to worry as Joe enjoyed watching me get fucked.

With that he got up and I went over to help him pull his pants down, since I was already kneeling in front of him and his hard cock was pointing at me, I just opened my mouth and pulled him forward so that he cock slid easily into my mouth, my husband was saying that I also enjoyed having my face fucked and when he heard this, Mac sat down so that I was now kneeling in front of him and sucking his cock.

When he started cumming in my mouth, he grabbed my head to keep me steady and I swallowed as much as I could, after that my husband asked Mac how was the blow job saying that I was the best cocksucker he had ever met, Mac agreed that I gave good head. After that he pulled his pants back on and left, I was still naked because Bunny was aware of my sexual activities and I didn't bother hiding my body from her. I walked to the restroom at the back of the office, still bare assed naked so I'm sure she was fully aware that I was fucked by Mac, after coming out from the restroom I remained in the outer office talking to her while waiting for Joe to pack up and go home.

As soon as we arrived home, just as we entered the kitchen, Joe pulled me to lie on the kitchen table and started eating my cunt until I had an orgasm, only then did he allow me to go upstairs but stopped me from taking a shower, instead he fucked me first and only then allowed me to take my shower! When I told the rest of my group about what happened, they were happy for me, that I managed to get new business for the company by using my cunt. I just wanted to be a whore and it was gratifying that everybody was supporting me!

This is the current situation, my group don't really look for new sex partners, however if they find somebody of interest, it'll be my body that is used. Also both John and my husband are still regularly "lending" me to others, Pat only does so when we meet somebody really interesting but she makes it a habit to expose my naked body in public. I had offered my body to my group of friends on condition that they enjoy it and some of them really enjoy watching me get fucked by strangers, especially my husband, John does so mainly for business reasons, according to Pat, the company had a big jump in business since we started the policy of "lending" me to big time clients, I must admit that I'm really enjoying my life, especially my sex life!

Things are slightly more stable now that John has unofficially retired and I'm working with him at his apt cum office but he still "lends" me to some of his friends and the only one really making use of me as a whore is my own husband! I haven't mentioned this to anyone yet but I'm planning to get fucked as much as possible by as many people as possible before I'm too old to attract anyone, however my friends tell me that as long as I'm willing to walk around completely naked there will be people wanting my body, I truly hope so!



John



John was in a good mood. He sipped his coffee and recalled all that had happened to him since he first visited Vietnam with a cattleman's delegation a few years back.

He had arrived in Vietnam after the death of his wife depressed and dispirited. In the course of a couple of years he had been transformed from a disinterested visitor to the largest single foreign investor and businessman in this poor remote province. More importantly he had been adopted into Rose's Vietnamese family surrounded by the love and affection of her eleven orphan daughters. 

This mornings meeting with the family would hear reports of the financial success of the Hotel, the chicken farms, the feedlot, the slaughter house and the orphan training schemes at the garage and the embroidery plant. They were over the hump and heading for a period of growth with bird flu the only possible threat. It could only be a problem if authorities ignored what he had done and acted with panic implementing controls irresponsibly.

Since he had moved into Rose's bed one night after returning from Glens girlie bar his sexual satisfaction had reached heights he had never experienced before. Under Roses conservative demeanor he had discovered a hot blooded exciting woman. After years of celibacy Rose now wanted him every night. At first she had demanded that the lights were off and the shades drawn. Then she had relented when he kissed her pussy. "Turn the light on love," she had whispered. "I want to watch you love me." 

Each night she went a little further responding to his mouth his fingers his cock and his words. As their love grew so did her sense of security in his arms. No longer embarrassed to let her orphans know of her delight in his arms her moans and groans and shrieks of delight grew knowing smiles from her daughters. 

As their love grew she confessed to him that she had never thought she would ever dream of wanting a man's mouth to make love to her pussy. "Oh my," she had cried, "I still can't believe how I excited I become when I wait for you to kiss me in that special way each night." Their love blossomed and it showed in their treatment of each other in public. Especially in the kisses and cuddles they exchanged every time they met on the farm.

Then things changed. Rose became ill. For a while she refused to see their doctor but eventually gave in when John promised to take her to the French hospital in Hanoi and then spend the weekend with her in Sapa. They never made it to Sapa. The foreign Doctors in Hanoi immediately admitted Rose and scheduled an urgent operation. That night John sat alone in the waiting room when the doctor told him that Rose had not survived the operation.

He was stunned not knowing what to do. He had told the women who made up his loving family to stay home because he and Rose were going to have a lover's weekend in Sapa. His loss of Rose compounded by the need to tell her orphans messed up his brain until he could not think straight. For a while he felt that they would be upset and hate him because they were not with him at the hospital when Rose died. The families loving response soon made him realise that they loved both him and Rose. If anything he felt they were more worried about him than the loss of their mother. "Bring mum home," they cried. "We love you." 

Never the less John became despondent crying inconsolably as he traveled back with her body feeling that his life was over. For months after the funeral he procrastinated refusing to accept she was gone and unable to face life without her. Rose's orphans rallied around surrounding him with their love and their words. Caressing him and cuddling him at every opportunity they gave him new hope as he remembered how he and Rose had met and the wonderful times they had experienced building their families Business Empire.

But his active love life with Rose had made him a horny old man. He privately lusted after the young Vietnamese lovelies in the village. He watched the young women working with the cattle noticing sexually for the first time their tiny bodies and the curve of their bottoms in their clinging outfits. He lay in bed at night and masturbated unable to recall a time in his long life when he was horny like he was these days. 

He found himself thinking of visiting Glen's girlie bar. Glen had opened the bar after making arrangements with an Australian travel agent to organize what were virtual sex tours. Most of Glen's customers were Australians. Farmers from the Glen's home towns who were guaranteed a visit to girlie bars in Ho Chi Minh City, night clubs in Hanoi and as a final highlight three to five nights in the small provincial bar Glen had set up in Rose's village.

Months before when Glen had been bashed by some unhappy husbands and boyfriends Rose had encouraged him to support Romany the beautiful Vietnamese widow who ran the establishment for Glen. Despite the fact that she had a history of involvement in gangs Rose gave her the benefit of the doubt. "She is not a bad woman," she said when he was reluctant to visit the bar; "You must help her. Make sure no drugs and no big city gangsters move up here." 

The bar was a Mecca for local girls all of them warm petite and lovely. They had found Glen a kind but horny boss who looked after them in return for a few sexual favors. The major attraction for local women was the fact that the bar was reserved for foreign visitors no local men were allowed entry. The foreigners were very generous with their dollars when compared with the few Dong the girls could earn selling produce in the local markets in the province. 

Glen provided girls who worked his bar with a free meal a place to sleep and sexy outfits to wear. They did not have to flaunt their profession in the village because Glen operated a foreigner only guest house above the bar. They could leave the bar with a foreign man have sex and return to the bar without venturing outside where their friends and relatives could see what they were doing. His spa baths and showers and the beauty parlor provided comforts not known in their modest homes. When he instituted weekly health checks more and more women tried to join their friends working in the bar.

Glen after his bashing had lost interest in the bar. "I'm going to move out of the province down to Hanoi for specialist medical treatment and I'm taking Pansy with me," he said when John paid him a visit. "I own everything in that bar. It doesn't make much money but as long as I don't have to pay graft it will be profitable. I started it for the safe sex and the fun. I wanted to relax each evening surrounded by these little sexpots knowing that I wasn't going to catch Aids or have my dick rot away from some local disease." 

"Romany turned it into a business. She is not only very beautiful and smart but she's a good root. She helped me a lot so I don't want to dump her and walk away leaving her flat." He laughed, "I don't know how to ask this of an old square like you but I want you to take the bar off my hands. I want to give it to you."

He smiled at the look on Johns face, "As strange as it seems the local women will see you as a benefactor especially if they can snare a foreigner into paying a hundred bucks for a roll in the hay," he laughed. "As you know that's over a million Dong and its enough to set them up in business or make them a rich wife for some buck back in their home town. Even the local authorities close a blind eye to the bar as long as I keep the locals out and play it low key. Promise me you will keep it going and look after Romany she needs help to free herself from the gangs."

On the first night after Glen had told Romany that John would be the new bar owner two tough young Vietnamese men pushed him into the back room and threatened him. "We will run girls here," they said. "We won't let an old white foreign dog like you interfere. What happened to the other foreigner will happen to you if you cause trouble." 

Their threats turned out to be the worst thing they could have done. Instead of being reluctant to become involved in the bar John was determined not to bow to their threats. The next night he was playing pool when they pushed in close to him, "go home," they whispered, "Before you get hurt." 

A rough life in western Queensland country towns had taught John how to handle him self in a brawl. He remembered his old dad saying hit them first and hit them hard with anything but don't loose. Before they could turn and leave he kneed one in the balls and hit the other over the head with his billiard cue. "Some one will get hurt all right," he growled as he repeatedly bashed them both with any available cue or piece of furniture, "and it won't be me."

To his surprise the few Aussies from one of Glens sex tours joined in. "It's about time these young shits learnt a lesson, they've been harassing the girls for the last few nights," a strapping big cane farmer called Fred said as he grabbed one of them around the neck and threw him against the wall. "Do you want me to give this little prick a good thumping?" 

"No mate lets get Romany and talk to them." John groaned as he kneed the other in the balls once more. They dragged the two battered thugs into a room and asked Romany to interpret. Under pressure from Fred the two young Vietnamese thugs caved in quickly admitting that they had no city connections. They had moved up to this province hoping to establish themselves. They had heard of Romany's history and had thought she would help. But to their surprise Romany had seen an opportunity to turn her back on the gangs and had resisted their advances. 

They thought they had struck gold when they watched Romany ring public security to ask for help and no one responded to her calls. If public security wouldn't help they knew they could provide muscle and demand protection money. 

John listened to them as they spewed out their story of harassment and thuggery and rang Ruby. He told her he would take over the bar and wanted it to be free of drugs and crime. "I need help," he whispered down the phone, "don't ring Mr. Treet but see what you can do." Her senior friend from public security arrived in minutes. The upshot was the expulsion from the province of the two thugs and John settling in to a new role as sole proprietor of a girlie bar.

John found the bar sexually exciting and visited it each evening after dinner. Romany was reticent when he first took over embarrassed at the actions of the two thugs and not sure how to handle John. Each evening she would usher one or two pretty girls over to join him on his arrival but kept her distance. The girls were not skilled courtesans but were so happy and friendly that each evening became a delight for John.

Romany had shown the local girls how to make visitors feel special. They worked in pairs wiping his face and hands with cool wet cloths, pouring his beer or scotch. One would massage his chest and play with his nipples and gave him hand jobs while her partner encouraged him to play with her tiny breasts or finger her pussy. John rewarded them royally giving each of them a million dong telling them they should leave the bar and find a husband while they had money. When they did not appear in the bar the next evening he knew they had taken his advice. 

Each evening John sat in the quiet area of the bar and studied Romany. She was the most strikingly beautiful Vietnamese woman he had seen in his years in Vietnam. She lacked the quiet serene beauty of Rose in fact she was probably the direct opposite of the love of his life. 

Rose had dressed conservatively in traditional Vietnamese clothes. Romany dressed provocatively. Her dresses were some of the finest of Vietnamese silk creations sewn by local tailors. She had them made to show off what was a perfectly proportioned body. She had the finest pair of firm hard tits he had seen in Vietnam and her dresses highlighted them. 

Rose was a kind and gentle lady who spent her life helping others. Rose had shown little interest in material things working to raise the orphans she took under her wing. Romany had spent her life amongst gangs and prostitution fighting to gain money prestige and power. 

As he sat studying Romany as she moved amongst the few foreigners in the bar he recalled that he had a lot to thank her for. She had in the bar on one memorable night made him so horny that he was ready to fuck her. Instead he had hurried home and forced the issue with Rose. He smiled when he recalled how Rose had not objected when he joined her in her bed starting the long period of sexual satisfaction that had been the hallmark of his last years.

John knew Romany was providing fresh young women for his pleasure each evening. Young girls who had cooled his horny desires with their bodies if they stayed in the bar were never sent back to sit with him on subsequent nights. Wondering why he called her over. "My god," he said as she sat beside him "When I see you up close I just have to tell you how beautiful you are. I don't know why you stay up here in this poor province."

Romany wiped a fresh cold cloth across his forehead and looked him straight in the eye. "Because of you," she whispered in the throaty way she had perfected that sent sexual shivers through a man's body. "Bullshit," John grunted. "What have I got to do with it?" She placed her fingers over his lips to shush him. 

"You know my history. You know the story of my connection through my dead husband with Vietnam's toughest gangs and yet you stood up to those thugs for me when they tried to muscle in. I feel safe with you. I think I can live here without trouble because you have convinced the provincial public security people that this bar is no threat it does not plan to introduce drugs or foster widespread prostitution." 

She moved in close and wiped his brow." The thing I like most is the fact that you treat me like a woman as an equal. Because of where I work it is very rare for a man to show me any real respect. Most just think of me as a sex object. One night long ago you treated me just like one of the girls and then ran out and left me frustrated. I waited for you to come and fuck me but you never returned. Now you own this place you could order me into your bed but you have never even tried." 

She sighed. "Even though you don't want my love I'm happy here with you. At last I have found some peace and stability. I don't want to go back to Hanoi or Ho Chi Minh City."

John sat back astonished at the way Romany had revealed her feelings. He had not spent a lot of time thinking about her. As far as he was concerned he had taken her to be a typical bar boss whose feelings were hidden under a professional mask. He found the softer Romany appealing "sit with me," he whispered when she got up to leave.

"If you wanted me why have you kept supplying me with new young women every evening?" She poured his drink into a glass before answering. "A lot of young women are not cut out for bar life. Rather than send them away empty handed I knew that you would treat them generously and give them sufficient money to get a start. They told me that you were not violent or rough and most times a blow job or some gentle massaging and a little sex was all you desired. It became easy to help them by setting them up with you and at the same time give you some clean fresh young thing each evening to soothe you in your bed."

Romany's description of the way young women saw sex with John made him realise that he had not really had a good nights fucking since he had taken over the bar. The girls were right all he wanted was to caress and touch the young firm bodies of his willing bedmates leaving the raunchy hard driving sex to his memories. That night he surprised the young farm girl Romany had supplied by spending a half and hour fingering and kissing her pussy before vigorously fucking her a couple of times and sending her away. A couple of weeks of similar unsatisfactory nights ended when he spoke to Romany. "No more girls let me give it a rest. I think I'm burnt out as far as sex is concerned. I'm sure your girls find me predictable and boring." 

Each evening he would come down to the bar and sit drinking watching the foreigners and the girls. As the evening progressed Romany would join him sitting close or standing between his legs so her breasts were pressed against his chest. She did nothing more than that just stand there so their bodies touched as she used a moist cloth to cool his face and hands.

John grew to like their time together. He looked forward to guessing what she would wear and what perfume she would use. He worked out over a number of nights and different outfits that she never seemed to wear underclothes. Some of her outfits allowed him to see and feel her large nipples as they stood out from her breasts. "Why no bra and no panties?" he asked one night as he ran his hand over her smooth thigh. "I don't need them, do I?" Romany replied with a smile.

"Oh no you don't," he groaned. "You have the most fantastic body." "Take me to your bed," she whispered throatily "you won't regret it." John was tempted but he was not ready for a lasting relationship. "It's not a good idea to have your sex life mixed with your business," he growled when she pressed her beautiful body tight against him. Romany laughed "sex is our business what we do together will be private. I want you for my own. I plan to make you love me." She tried hard but had not counted on John's stubborn streak. No matter what she did He went home every night horny as hell but still denied her his bed.

The family gathered together on the first anniversary of Rose's death. "Its time you found a companion," Kim said when the ceremonies were over. "We have watched you change. Our friends who work in Glen's bar told us that when you first took over you were with different women every night. They said you were restless and lacked interest in everything. Then for some reason you stopped sleeping down there and started coming home alone. We love you. We know how you loved Rose but we know that you must move on. You need a woman in your life" 

He looked around at the family; they were all waiting for him to say something. "You all know how I loved your mother. I will never forget her. I must say after my wonderful times with Rose I find it difficult to live without a woman. But I am looking for something other than a night in the sack with girls from the bar. I have thought about it a lot and wondered what you would say if I moved Romany into my room." He waited for someone to object. When no one spoke he continued. "Now I know you won't be upset I might try."

When he returned to the bar Romany joined him standing quietly between his legs. She gasped with delight when he pulled her close and whispered, "Would you like to come to my room tonight."

John trembled like a school boy as he opened the door and let Romany into his bedroom. He felt he would be on trial making love to a woman with her history. What if she finds me boring, what if I can't make her cum, he thought as he watched her sexily open the buttons of her long silk dress to display her fantastic breasts? 

Taking the initiative he moved over and lifted her in his arms laying her half dressed on his bed. Before she could say a word he pushed her dress up exposing her hairless pussy. Dropping his trousers he forgot any idea of foreplay and ploughed his hard cock straight into her warm hot hole then held his breath waiting for her reaction. He let his breath go when she exhaled letting him know that she had also been holding her breath. He knew everything was going to be all right when she grunted in satisfaction and her hands reached up around his back pulling him in until his cock hit home.

Romany flexed her hips and they started to move. Now her arms and legs held him, her long fingernails stinging as they gripped his backside forcing him to push harder and higher to escape. Their bodies made loud slapping and sucking noises as they bashed together and pulled apart. John heard and saw all this as if he was a fly on the wall. The intensity of their coupling forced him to hang on and ride her like a wild brumby. 




John



Suddenly Romany grunted her eyes opened wide beads of sweat appearing on her forehead as she shuddered and shuddered. Thinking she may have cum he bent forward and kissed her roughly only to have her pull away. It was not over it was just beginning. She shook her head her hair spilling everywhere as she arched her back and thumped her hips and pussy up and out at him. 

Every inch of her body seemed to be moving. Her hips bashing him harder and harder as if trying to exact the very last inch from his cock. He struggled to hold on as her knees came up bashing the back of his thighs and she fell back on to his bed her arms spread wide her long nipples standing out from her shining breasts. "Harder, deeper," she moaned as her legs and knees gripped him and her heels dug into him spurring him on. 

"Oh that's it," she groaned as their pace increased. Faster and faster they bucked together until she screamed quietly "yes yes." Her body wriggling like a snake until he lost control and his thick cock nearly slid out. Her groan of disappointment was cut short and her eyes and mouth popped open when he rose on his knees gripped her hips and drove back into her pulsating pussy "uh, uh, uhh," she groaned as the wind left her body. Then surprisingly she `cried quietly, "Yes, yes," as she appeared to cum climaxing one after another, her body wriggling and shuddering her feet and arms gripping him hard. John found he could do no more than brace himself and hold her body up off the bed as she thrashed and wriggled impaled on his cock. 

Gone was the impeccably dressed made up Madam. In his arms was his woman her hair sweaty and matted, her lipstick smeared on her shining face, her jaw trembling, her chest heaving, her eyes rolling in their sockets, her body shuddering and tossing in a passionate release.

John felt a new lease of life as he pushed back to stand at the foot of the bed his cock still hard and fast in her pulsing pussy. He pulled her body to him and lifted it and pushed his cock into her seeking the limit. Satisfied he was filling her he started to move. It was only minutes before she moved with him joining him as they sped up faster and harder until her fingernails bit his back and she moaned, "Slow down not so hard, just make love to me please."

He slowed and immediately felt her climax hit her. Her shuddering body, her grasping hands and heels excited him so much he planned to continue until she begged for mercy. Then his legs started to cramp and sweat closed his eyes he gasped for breath and came, "I'm fucked," he cried "I've had it."

They lay panting covered in sweat until Romany rolled away and went to the bathroom returning with a cool wet cloth. Gently and lovingly she wiped his face and body before she kissed the head of his cock and whispered. "You were wonderful. That was fantastic. Now just relax and let me show you how I will always make you happy?"



John and Amy



I met John's girlfriend, Amy, at the bar in the main lodge. She and I had shared a ski lift together several times that day. She was an expert skier, who had come to the resort with her fiancée. He had never skied before, but was anxious to learn. Amy struck me as being fairly worldly. From our conversation, John seemed just the opposite. She thought they would make a great couple, if he would just let his hair down a bit. She admitted that he had a great body and was pretty good in bed, but was not very adventurous. 

We were getting pretty drunk, when John strolled up and took a seat next to her. She promptly introduced us, and the talk shifted to his day out on the slopes. He was having a terrifically hard time picking this sport up. He had fallen every five minutes to the point where he was sore from head to toe. A good massage was what he needed, I chimed in. A 'hot sensuous' massage, Amy piped up. We had a few more and then they decided to call it a day.

I was just walking into my condo when the phone started ringing. It was Amy. I hadn't remembered giving her my number. She had tracked me down through the bartender, a friend of mine. She told me that John was in the shower, and that she had a great idea. She wanted me to give John a 'hot sensuous' massage. I was taken aback a little. 

"Don't tell me that you've never fooled around with a man before," she scolded. I couldn't. 

She wanted me to give John the time of his life; give him a great massage of course, but also take it much farther.

"What do you see us doing together?" I asked her.

"Oh, you know. Stroking each other's cocks. Maybe giving each other head. Get each other off." She sounded very turned on, as she spoke.

"And what are you going to be doing?" I asked.

"I'll be out dancing." She told me. "If you guys are still at it when I get back, maybe I'll join you." She whispered giggling.

We made a plan that I was to arrive at their condo at 8:30. 

When I arrived, she was just heading out. 

"C'mere." She led me to the coke machine vestibule. "What are you going to do?" 

"Well, pretty much what you want me to do." I countered. "You look great."

"I'm so turned on just thinking about you two. Do I look nice?" I told her that she did. "Check this," she said as she pulled her blouse aside. She was wearing no bra and her tits were perfect and erect. She then hiked her skirt and showed me her naked puss. "Maybe I'll see you later." She kissed me deeply and then headed to her car.

I knocked on the door and John answered it dressed in a robe. He was expecting me, but was very nervous. We each had a beer and talked a bit about Amy. I didn't tell him that I had seen her outside. I told him that he should just relax and have fun. We moved to the bedroom to get started.

He removed his robe and laid down on the bed. He had a nice body, but what struck me was the size of his penis; astonishingly long and thick, even soft. I was really intrigued now. I wanted to see it completely hard. I moved around setting up a few things that Amy had left for us; candles and music. John finally leaned up on one elbow to watch me moving around. When it was time, I began removing my clothes. He was watching me without trying to be obvious. I was down to my underwear and was getting a little erect. I stood in front of him and slid my underwear down. He had a side view of me as my cock leapt up and out. He laid back down either satisfied or even more nervous, I couldn't tell.

The massage went very well. He was relaxing and breathing deeply. I covered every part of his back and shoulders, then moved down his legs to his feet. I then moved his legs wide apart, so that I could kneel between them. I had a nice view of his penis and testicles, as they lay between his legs. My hands stroked up and over his butt. They kept moving deeper and deeper between his legs until I actually touched his balls once. He took a deep breath and I noticed his cock getting harder. It was amazing to see; really big.

I moved to kneel alongside of him and began gently stroking his legs and butt. My fingers would dip in between his legs periodically and stroke his cock and balls. He laid there quietly and let me touch him everywhere. His breathing had increased quite a bit.

Is it alright to touch you like this?" I whispered. He moaned and nodded. "Good. I like touching you like this. Does it feel good?" He moaned again affirming that it did. "You've got beautiful big equipment. Nice soft balls. Your penis is so smooth! This really turns me on." I caressed his bottom, his thighs, tickled his balls and stroked his long cock gently. "Beautiful big cock." I whispered.

"I'll be right back." I told him as I stood up and headed for the bathroom. I walked slowly, allowing him to see that I was completely erect. When I got to the bathroom door I glanced back to see him watching me. 

"Why don't you lay on your back?" I told him when I returned a minute later. He rolled over and I got a view of the most gorgeous cock I've ever seen. It was about nine or ten inches long, thick and straight and beautifully smooth. His balls were full and tight. I stood there for a minute as we both checked each other out. Neither of us said anything about it but we were both very aroused.

I knelt down next to him and began stroking his leg. I couldn't take my eyes off of his big dick. He seemed to enjoy watching mine bob and weave. I ran my hand up and around, avoiding his dancing penis for now, over his stomach and chest. A couple of times when the back of my arm would touch his penis it would jump wildly, and John would moan a bit. My hand was trembling as it gently stroked up his legs and cupped his full round balls.

"Oh, yeah!" he moaned quietly. I spent some time caressing his balls with a feather touch of my fingertips. He lay there and let me play with his jewels and then I gently tickled my fingers up the length of his cock. "Ooooh!" He moaned, as his eyes closed and his head rolled this way and that. My other fingertips trailed up over his chest and nipples.

I tried to use a touch that he would barely feel, the lightest touch possible as I stroked up and down the length of his beautiful shaft. It was impressively hard. Not a word was spoken as I got up and went to turn out all the lights.

"I would love to tease you in total darkness." I told him, then blew out the candles, one by one. I carried that last candle to the bed and climbed on next to him. My cock was so hard. His eyes never left it. I stroked my length for him a few times."You have such a spectacularly beautiful cock." I told him gazing at it. "It totally turns me on." 

I looked into his eyes one last time and then blew out the candle in my hand, plunging the room into pitch darkness. 

"I am going to enjoy pleasuring you. I am really going to enjoy pleasuring your gorgeous penis." 

"Oh my god!" He whispered. "I'm so fucking turned on right now!" I went back to stroking his cock and felt him trembling heavily. My hand gently slid up and down the shaft of his huge, hard cock. He was moaning quietly in the darkness, as I began jacking him off.

"Oh yeah, man. Your cock feels so good in my hand; so big, so thick. You're starting to get a little wet." The head was getting slick with pre-lube.

One hand kept massaging his erection as the other stroked all over his body. It ran up his torso and down his arm to his hand. I then picked up his hand and guided it to my erect cock. He took gentle hold of it and just held it for a long time. I flexed the muscles of it, and his grip tightened a little. I began whispering in the dark,

"What an amazing cock. You're so thick and hard." He moaned his approval. "I love the way you feel in my hand. Your balls are so nice and full. Do I feel good in your hand" He moaned quietly that it did. We stayed like that, in total darkness and quiet for awhile.

"I want to take your cock in my mouth."

"Oh my god!" he moaned again.

"I want to suck your cock so bad. I want to feel you in my throat. Deep throat your amazing penis."

"Oh fuck! That would feel so good!" he hissed in the dark.

"Yeah? Would you like that? You may be too big for me to swallow, but a guy can dream." I heard him chuckle a bit. "I would love to try anyway."

After another long pause, I said,

"I want to taste your sweet, hot come. I know you've got lots of come for me."

"Oh fuck! Yes I do! I want to feel you swallowing my cum."

We just continued to tease each other like this for awhile. He was squeezing and releasing my cock now. Squeezing and releasing.

"I want to feel your mouth on my cock too." John was silent at this. "I've seen you looking at it. "I can tell that you like touching it." His hand was now stroking it gently. "You'll love the feel and taste of my cock in your mouth."

He was silent but didn't stop exploring my penis.

"Just wait 'til you feel the hot jets of my come shooting into your mouth. You'll love it." Both of us were trembling and shaking now. "I'm so excited! I can't wait anymore. I have to suck your amazing penis right now. Tell me you want it. Tell me to do it.

"Oh fuck Steven! Suck my big cock for me! Do it! Put me in your mouth and blow me. I am so close already!"

I moved on the bed and took his cock deeply in my mouth and worked my tongue in a frenzy, all over it. He came immediately. Hot, pulsing jets of semen squirted heavily into my mouth and throat. I stroked his cock and balls as I swallowed deeply, again and again. Both of us were gasping and moaning.

"Oh, you are so delicious!" I continued sucking him gently for a minute. "Now it's your turn."

Still in total darkness I felt him raising up on one elbow. I moved to him and knelt by his head as he continued stroking my erection. I could sense him working up the nerve to suck me, as I ran my fingers through his soft hair.

"Sucking another man's cock is so erotic," I whispered to him. "It's so foreign and yet so familiar all at once." I could feel his breath on my tool.

"I loved having you shoot all of your come in my mouth and drinking it, but I didn't get nearly enough of having your gorgeous penis in my mouth. I want to suck you some more." There was a long silence. "Do it." I whispered. "Suck my cock, man."

He began giving the head nice soft, wet, slow kisses. 

"Oh, yeah." I moaned. "We are both going to love this. I can tell." I pulled on his head and pushed gently with my hips and my cock slid in his mouth, smooth and wet. His tongue was slipping all around. "Oh, what wonderful head. I love your mouth. You're superb at this. It feels wonderful, doesn't it?"

"Mm hm," he nodded. 

"Oh, you're too good. I'm there already. Can I give you my come?" He nodded again getting hotter. "Wait 'til you taste my sweet sperm." We didn't go faster, but my cock was like stone as he drew it in and out. I was trembling as I stopped moving for a minute, to prolong the feeling and then released into him. My breath rushed out, as my come flowed into his mouth. He was moaning his pleasure as he drank it all. We held perfectly still except for his tongue, which played back and forth slowly. My orgasm continued for a long time.

Finally we parted, as I laid down and reached for his cock again. It was fully erect again. My mouth watered for it. "Can I give you another blowjob?" I asked him. He just moaned his consent. We lay there as I stroked his thick hard shaft, as he wrapped his arm around me. He pulled me to him and kissed my mouth. Our tongues danced together in a passionate French kiss. "Mmm. You taste like my come." I whispered.

"I love your come." He whispered back.

"I want another gushing mouthful of your hot come." I whispered into his mouth, and then slid down to suck him some more.

I sucked him a long time, up and down softly and deeply, trying to get him into my throat. I was slurping his penis when light eased into the room as the door opened. We both looked over to see Amy at the door peering into the dark.

"Are you awake?" she whispered. John moaned that he was. I realized that she couldn't see anything when she asked, "How was it? What all did you guys do?" After a pause, John told her, 

"Why don't you turn on the light." 

Light flooded the room and the reaction on her face to my kneeling between his legs and licking up and down his cock while looking at her, was priceless. She gaped at us for a moment and then said,

"I knew you guys would love each other." She said as she began disrobing. Soon she was topless and pulling her nipples. "Suck his big cock some more." She told me. I went back to taking him deeply in my mouth. "Oh yeah! That's so hot!!" she hissed. She came over and began stroking my butt as she watched. "Here I thought you'd be done by now. May I join you?" Our looks said it all and she began unzipping her skirt.

To be continued ...



John & Argie



John Tapes His Sexual History 

Chapter 1

Meet John Franck, 41 years old and balding; but thanks to several workouts a week, still in decent shape. John has been married to Argie Franck, a real estate broker, for twenty-two years. John suffers from Satyriasis, and has embodied the contradictions of the male psyche - the Catch-22 of not only wanting to be in charge and in control, but also desiring genuine love from every woman around him. 

For example, he is the owner of a McDonald's franchise, and frequently corners the women in the stock room, groping them and if they tolerate it, he'll keep at them until he fucks them. Then too, he frequently makes use of prostitutes in his home town of Houston and in Dallas and Ft. Worth, to which he travels frequently. He also has a history of trying to make almost every good-looking woman he comes into contact with; and incredibly, he is really head over heels in love with his wife, Argie --- who suspects nothing, being the doting mother of two girls and a boy: Allison, 18, Jodie, 15, and Tricia, 12.

John is also seeing a shrink, Rachel Gladstone, and that's where we'll begin our story.

~ DOCTOR RACHEL GLADSTONE'S OFFICE ~

Gladstone: "So John, you say you desire virtually every woman you meet?"

John: "No, not every one. But if they meet certain criteria, yeah, I do."

Gladstone: "What do you mean by certain criteria?"

John: "Ah . . . y'know, if they've got nice legs, some bumps on their chest help and of course they gotta be decent lookin'. Average to gorgeous I guess. No dogs, if you get what I mean."

Gladstone: (Avoiding any facial expression that would alert him to how distasteful she finds him.) "I see. Let's explore this a little, shall we? Perhaps you might tell me about the women you've met this week for starters."

John: "This week? Let's see its Thursday . . . so I begin with . . . Sunday?"

Gladstone: "If you like. Feel free to start anywhere in recent times."

John: "Okay, like maybe I should start with last Friday, 'cause that's when I hit on Jenny, Jenny Mullins. Let's see now, Jenny is maybe 19, she works for me at the McDonald's I own on Rattlesnake Drive."

Gladstone: "That's as good a place as any, go on."

John: "I sent Jenny into the stock room for some coffee containers. I knew she wouldn't find them 'cause I hid them a few minutes earlier. I gave her a couple minutes to look around and then when no one was looking, I made my way back there to, err, help her. She was surprised to find me come in . . . and I should explain this room . . . umm, it's kinda small, and we were pretty close from the start."

"Jenny wasn't nervous or nothing, and I told her to turn around and look under a carton that was behind her. As soon as she did, I reached out and cupped her tits and pronged her with my dick; putting it tight up against her ass. She reacted about the same as most of the other kids. I mean, she'd been groped before, probably plenty of times. Maybe she'd even lost her cherry in the backseat of some jerk-off's car that way. Anyway, I felt her tense up and gave her tits a good squeeze. "Mr. Franck!" she yelps, "You shouldn't! 

"Notice she didn't tell me to stop. Just "I shouldn't." Anyway, I keep on doing what I'm doing, and soon enough Jenny gets with the program and starts pushing her ass back at me. My first words to her were, "Show me those titties of yours!

"Mr. Franck!" she says, and then giggled. I prong her a couple times with my salami and feel her respond in kind. "C'mon on let's see 'em," I say again.

"Someone will catch us," Jenny says. 

"So what? Who's the boss?" I tell her.

"That's good enough for old Jenny. A minute later her blouse is open, and my hands are under her bra feeling her melons . . . little pears actually, with strawberry tipped nipples. Then I've got one hand under her skirt cupping her pussy, which was kinda damp. Anyway, in a couple minutes I had her spread-eagled on some cartons with my hose clamped to her hydrant, if you know what I mean. I pulled out before I came. Don't want to get anyone knocked up; there'd be all kinds of hell to pay y'know?"

Gladstone: "That was Friday, what about Saturday?"

John: "Friday ain't done yet!"

Gladstone: "Oh, I'm sorry, please continue." (The doctor shifts nervously on her chair.)

John: "About twenty minutes later, I had Arleen check the storeroom for something that didn't exist. But Arleen knew what I wanted and was waiting for me with her clothes off. I fucked her doggy-style. She likes that position 'cause my dick tickles her fancy that way. Anyway, I get her off and she finishes me by blowing me and spitting my load into a hanky she carries for that purpose."

Gladstone: Nervously fingering the top most button of her blouse. "So then, Saturday?" 

John: Nope, still Friday. The kids are off at a football game, and Argie and me take a dip in the hot-tub. She starts me off with a blowjob; then we kinda shift into a sixty-nine, but it's kinda cold and before we finish we dash inside and hop into bed. I get her off . . . y'know I'm well practiced at that, y'know cunt-lapping and all. So after Argie comes down a little, I mount her and fuck the shit out of her. She's a hot one, Argie is, and I fuck her constantly; or at the very least I'm always after her to have sex. I think on account of this, she's never figured out that I'm schupping every broad I can.

"Doc? Y'know, all this talking has made me kinda horny. I know I can't expect anything from you personally on account of the doctor-patient stuff and all, but would you mind?"

(John takes his penis out, and begins stroking it in front of Dr. Gladstone.)

Gladstone: (Recoiling at the sight of his erection) "John! Stop it! I must ask you to put your penis away!"

John: "Yeah, sure, just a second, Doc."

Gladstone: "John, I'm afraid I must insist! Put it away, or I'll refuse to see you again!"

John: "Just one more . . . ugh . . . second, Doc." 

Whacking away furiously, Franck came; arcing a heavy rope of sperm some four feet in the air, that landed inches from Dr. Gladstone's white shoes.

John: In an amiable tone after tucking his penis away without bothering to clean it. "Geez, almost topped those toes of yours, Doc."

Gladstone: "That was totally uncalled for," she huffed, "and if you try anything like that again, I won't accept another appointment with you!" 

She was flushed, and visibly excited at his unwarranted sexual display.

John: "Sure Doc, I understand, but tell me one thing; and remember we speak the truth in this room. Did I get you going jerking off like that?"

Gladstone: (Staring down at her feet and the pool of sperm so close to her shoes.) "You heard me, John. No more chances."

John: (Moving on as if nothing had happened between them.) "Well now, Doc, that brings us to Saturday."

Gladstone: "I see that our time is up. I think what may be appropriate in view of the number of sexual experiences I now believe you'll be relating to me . . ." Dr. Gladstone paused, because if her eyes were correct, she was looking at a rapidly enlarging bulge in his slacks. 'It can't be!' she thought, 'not this soon!' 

"Um, Mr. Franck, is it possible . . . I mean, are you getting another erection?"

John: "Oh, sure! Like I said, I can fuck all day and all night without any problem. Y'know that commercial on the television says if ya take this and have an erection for over four hours better call your doctor?"

Dr. Gladstone nodded that she had seen it.

John: "Well mine don't stay erect. But it keeps on getting up, say five; maybe ten minutes after I come, I'm ready to go again. Now that's the truth as you can see for yourself. And that's why I got to fuck so many women. In all honesty, while I do truly love my Argie, I'd wear her poor pussy out I keep sticking it in there."

Gladstone: "Here's what I want you to do. Get a cassette recorder and record your sex life from the first experience to . . . well the present. Will you do that?"

John: "Who's gonna listen to it?"

Gladstone: "Just you and I, mostly me, as I get to know the real you and find out what makes you tick."

John: "You mean what makes Johnny fuck so much, right?"

Gladstone" (Smiling genially) "You could put it that way, John. Will you do it?"

John: Yeah, Doc, sure, why not?"

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John left Doctor Gladstone's office, and drove straight to a Radio Shack and bought a cassette recorder and six tapes. From there he went home, and finding himself the only one at home, holed up in his den, turned the recorder on, and began to record his sex life as the doctor had requested.

"When she gets a load of this," he said aloud, "she'll want a load from this," he jerked on his semi-erect cock to illustrate the point.

"Okay, okay, I'm not sure where to start," he said into the microphone. "So I'll start with my wife, Argie. Now although Argie just turned forty, she's drop-dead gorgeous, y'know, an absolute stunner. She's about five feet nine, with dark brown shoulder length hair. Sometimes she wears it combed up, with a few longer strands hanging down in coils, which I like 'cause it frames her beautiful neck. She has a pert nose, captivating warm, brown eyes, and an even warmer smile. Ahhh, she thinks that her mouth is too big but since she is always smiling, it just adds to her charm. She is often assumed to be an Italian, especially when she has a nice tan. She has a superb figure too, slim but shapely. Her tits are full, yet firm enough for her to still be able to dispense with her bra when she wants to.

"Argie has a narrow waist, a lovely, firm rounded backside, with long legs that seem even longer when she wears tight slacks. She looks after herself, and goes regularly to a fitness class. Oh yeah, she also belongs to a tennis club. I reckon she could have been a model, but in fact she works for a small, but solid real estate firm. In fact she takes great pride in the fact that she sells an average of one home a month. 

"So just on her earnings we're a very comfortable couple. My salary covers a host of items like the kid's college funds, HDTV, and a super stereo system; a swimming pool, and a lovely four-bedroom home that's doubled in value in the five years we've lived there.

"And if her looks and figure weren't enough, Argie also has a wonderful personality. She's always happy and it's no exaggeration to say that she seems to light up any room she enters. Argie is by nature, caring and considerate and well liked by everyone who knows her. I readily concede that my objectivity is open to question, but during the twenty-two years we've been married, a number of friends, both male and female, have all told me as much, usually going on to say how lucky I am, as if I didn't already know.

"Now, Doc, to put the icing on the cake, so to speak, Argie is very good in bed; and not only in bed either, but also in the den, in the kitchen, in the garden, in the pool, or wherever else we happen to be when the fancy hits us.

"After we were married about three years, we decided to start a family. We tried everything for a solid year without success. Then of course we tried the various tests. We were told that Argie couldn't conceive. They were wrong of course, we now have three kids, all of whom are terrific and with one in college, another about to start and the third a top student, we couldn't be prouder of them. But, having been told she couldn't conceive, sent Argie into a depression, and she kinda lost her interest in sex. And I . . . well; I was as horny as ever. But I'm wandering off aren't I? This is supposed to be about my sex life so . . . let's see when did it all begin? 

"Ever since I was thirteen, I've had a fascination with girls. There were always some girls who either were sluts or acted like sluts. I'd watch them, and enjoy their little parades, but I thought they were cheap, and didn't really socialize, or fantasize about them.

"In high school I threw myself into sports and worked hard in an attempt to obtain a college scholarship. I didn't get one, but several colleges wanted me to attend and I worked out a decent enough arrangement with a nearby college, one that allowed me to work my way through without incurring a major debt with my tuition.

"My first sexual experience came in senior year of high school. That would have been . . . Barbara, the little sister of a friend, who was cute with short brown, curly hair. She always looked sexy in a girlish sort of way - maybe wearing a pink woolly sweater, little miniskirt, white tights, and pixie boots. Her brother told me that he made her give him blow-jobs; but he lied about a lot of things, and I never knew if it was true. But I recall dropping a pencil during a class, and looking up her skirt, only to find she wore nothing under it. That's when I saw my first pussy. I can still see Barbara's long lips hanging down, and I enjoyed a series of vivid fantasies about the idea of her.

"The funny thing is, one day, after school, Barbara tagged after me as I headed home, and we wound up in an old, abandoned, ramshackle barn. We climbed a rickety ladder, with me going first, otherwise I'd have had my head up under her skirt on the way up; and found had some hay bales. Barbara stretched out and said she wanted to rest. I think I was a couple months older than she, but I'm not positive. She might have been older than me. She certainly acted that way.

"I lay down beside her, and we faced each other. I told her a dirty joke, and she laughed and giggled at it, and then began to tickle me. I grabbed her, and we began to play/fight, rolling around until I got on top of her, pinning her down on the hay. I held her wrists, her arms stretched out above her head while I sat on her tummy. Her chest was heaving as she sought to get her breath back, and I was overly conscious of my hardon, which was poking into her groin.

"I had never had this much contact with a female before. Well, not counting my mother, that is. But there was nothing sexual going on there."

Then she said, "Why were you peeking up my dress the other day, Johnny?"

"I couldn't speak. I stared at her for a second. Her eyes were wide, her pupils big as saucers. Momentarily stumped for a reply, I used a trick that you shrinks seem to use these days, I answered her question with a counter question.

"Didn't you want me too?"

She nodded slowly, then said, "So . . . can I see yours?"

I had no idea how to respond to that. Then she tried to wriggle free. I reddened, but kept my grip on her. 

"Okay, if you want," I said rather fiercely.

She giggled and asked, "Have you ever seen a pussy, Johnny?" Her eyes were dancing as she searched my face. "Have you ever seen your mother's?"

An image of my mother undressing, and the black hairs curling out from the hem of her pink underwear, and the sight of her hairy mound as she dried herself, flashed into my mind as I retorted feeling strangely guilty, "Mind your own business! I'm not telling you!"

"I'll bet she's got a big hairy one," she said, teasing me.

Before I knew it, the words were out of my mouth. "I'll bet you've got a big hairy one, yourself!" 

Her ensuing laugh was filled with a confidence that I lacked at the moment. "Show me yours and I'll show you mine," she said, continuing to taunt me.

"I let go of Barbara's wrists, and stared at her, dumb-struck. She wriggled free, got to her feet and, as I sat staring at her, she stood upright and in what seemed to me to be a slow motion, she reached under her skirt and pulled down her panty's and then bunched her skirt up to her waist. The small triangle of brown curls covering the mound at the bottom of her belly was only a foot or so from my face, and as I looked, my cock jerked wildly, and I came in my pants.

"She took my hand and placed it on her mound, then pressed herself against it. I used my free hand to open my trousers and free my now semi-hard cock. It was covered with my semen. My trousers were stained and it was evident that I had ejaculated in them. To her credit, Barbara didn't mo or ck me on this. 

"What she did next fascinated me. She took me in her tiny hand and massaged me, so that the entire member was coated with remnants of my seed and then began to rub herself up and down and sideways with my cock. I looked up at her face. Her eyes were shut and her lips were parted. Little noises came from her mouth."

"Use your finger, Johnny. Put your finger in me!" she urged in a throaty whisper, "C'mon, do it now!"

"I turned my palm up and extended my middle finger, pressing it between the pink lips that were glistening with moisture in the center of those brown curls. Barbara took hold of my finger and moved it down her slit and pressed herself forward. I felt my finger parting the tight, wet, velvety walls of her pussy.

"Say, Doc, is this too graphic for you? You haven't started without me have you? I wouldn't appreciate that. I thought we'd just sit in your office and listen, and then maybe while facing one another have a little joint masturbation, sort of as an appetizer. Cause I really look forward to dippin' my wick in that juicy cunt of yours."

He said nothing further for several seconds, and then resumed as if nothing untoward had been said.

"But, back to my first conquest. Old Barbara gave a little gasp, and I started to withdraw my finger thinking I was hurting her. 

"No!" she yelled," No! Don't stop!" And haven't I heard that line a hundred or more times since. But remember, this was the first time those lovely words caressed my tender ears and I loved every fucking syllable.

"She was squirming as my finger pushed in and out of her squishy opening. My finger was into the second knuckle inside her and I could feel a hard little lump deep in her cunt."

"Keep moving it! Yes, that way, that's it!" She was rockin' and rollin' Doc; then her whole body started to convulse. 

"Harder! Harder! Harder!" she yelled, urging me on; thrusting and pulling on my finger, till at last she gave a great shudder and almost fell on top of me. I started to pull my trapped finger out. 

"No! No!" she begged, "Don't! Don't . . . not yet."

"For almost a minute I sat there, with her slumped over my head, leaning against me. Then she moved a little and my finger slipped out. Without knowing why I raised my hand to my face and sniffed my finger. It smelled like the ocean, all tangy and mysterious.

"Barbara watched me, a strange look on her face. I put my finger in my mouth and for the first time in my life I tasted a woman. It was a real turn-on and it was only then I became aware of my own hard throbbing need. 

"Barbara had given a little cry when I sucked my finger, and now she fell to her knees and kissed me hard on the lips. Her weight pushed me onto my back on the hay with her on top of me. She got to her knees looking at me intently then she placed her hand over my throbbing, bulging cock.

"It's your turn. You've got to show me." As she spoke, she squeezed my hard-on and I gasped.

"Did you like that?" she asked mischievously, "want a hand job?"

"My heart was thumping wildly, but I just lay there and let her do it. I raised myself on my elbows and watched as my rampant prick reared up against my belly. She must have got a fright, because she yanked on it so hard she almost tore the foreskin. A searing pain shot through my prick, and I yelled, "Hey, that hurt!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, "she stammered contritely. "Come on, Johnny, don't be a meanie, let me. I let you."

"Apparently Barbara feared I wouldn't let her touch me again as I stood up and turned to face her as she knelt on the ground. The hard truncheon of my cock, with its corded blue veins bulging out along its length, thrust out from the scant wisps of pubic hair, like a thick banana as it curved up against my belly.