0 comments/ 186385 views/ 5 favorites A Night to Forget By: *cheeky_tango_queen* I lay in bed remembering what a wonderful day I'd had with my boyfriend, Zac. We'd gone to the beach and ate ice creams. Then when it started to get dark and people left, we got down to some very saucy fun! We lay on the beach, just kissing at first then light touching and feeling. Zac had slid his hand right up my skirt and was caressing my bare ass cheek (I hadn't worn any pants, Zac likes it that way) Then he started to work on my clit, making me quiver with pleasure. At the same time I began unbuttoning his trousers and working my finger magic on his hard, stiff cock. We'd lay there in the dark on the beach masturbating each other for at least an hour. I came four times on his fingers alone. Zac had came in my mouth, and I had eaten it willingly, sucking every last drop. I'd came home and straight to bed, I was exhausted. But laying here remembering it all had got me worked up again. So I decided it was time for a little solo fun. I took off my pants (which is all I'd worn to bed as it was a hot night) and placed my right hand between my legs. With my other hand I began caressing my left breast, pinching and tweaking the nipple now and then. My pussy was very moist as I began circling my index finger around my clit. I tilted back my head in pleasure. I tried not to moan too much as I knew my parents were in and my father's friend was staying in the spare room while his divorce was being finalised. I slowing slid two fingers down my virginal lips and parted them. I then gently glided a finger across the entrance to my aching pussy. I brought the finger up to my lips and tasted my juices. Umm... I was tasty. I stopped. I'd thought I'd heard a noise, a creaking floor board. I listened... nothing. I forgot about it and carried on. I slowly slid a finger into my wet vagina. Oh it felt so good. I moaned, loudly. I couldn't stop myself. I slowly slid in a second, then a third finger. Moaning again each time. I Began to move my fingers in and out slowly, hearing the sucking sound my pussy made as it sucked around my fingers. That's when I heard the voice. "You look like you're having fun" I froze, ready to scream. I didn't recognise the voice. I thought it might be an intruder, but the alarm would have gone off... "Care if I join you?" Then the penny dropped. It was Mike, my father's friend. "I... I..." That was all I could manage. "Shhhh" He put his finger to my lips. "You don't have to say a word" "What d... d... do you want?" "To join you, of course. You don't mind, do you?" "Well, yes... I... I... do." I didn't want him here, watching me do this, it was a private thing. I felt invaded, I wanted him to leave, but he wouldn't. "Oh now that isn't very friendly is it? I thought you were daddy's little girl? Now how would daddy like it if he found out his lovely daughter wasn't being very hospitable to his guest?" Reality hit. "You're bribing me?" "Yes" "For what?" "A taste of your sweet young pussy" With that he pulled back the sheets and climbed on top of me. I felt his naked body against mine. I wanted to scream, run away and hide, but I couldn't. I was too scared to do anything except lie there and prepare for everything this stranger was going to do. He started to kiss my neck and down my shoulder. He took my left breast in his hand and squeezed it tight. I gasped in pain. "You like that don't you, you slut. You're gonna enjoy this bitch, but not as much as I will." He took a nipple into his mouth and sucked hard. It hurt, but then he bit it, and pain shot through my breast. I bit down on my lip to stop from screaming. He sat up. He spread my legs wide open. He looked down at my naked, wet, pussy. "You're wet, wet for me. You want it bad little girl, and you're gonna get it." As he said it, he lay back down on me and I could feel the head of his hard cock press against the entrance of my pussy. He pushed harder, entering me. "You're wet, but you're real tight. I like virgins." He knew. In the 10 months Zac and I had been dating, I'd only let him put two things inside me. His fingers and his tongue. This was the first cock I'd had inside my virgin pussy. He pushed in deeper, and faster. I yelped in pain, but he didn't care, he carried on. Suddenly he thrust hard and fast and I felt the whole of his member inside me as his balls hit my bare ass. I closed my eyes and imagined it wasn't happening. But I couldn't pretend this was a bad dream as he started pumping his cock in and out of my pussy. "Please stop" I pleaded "It hurts so bad, please" But he didn't listen. He just pumped harder and harder, faster and faster. I began to cry. "Please, please stop, I don't want to get pregnant, please" By this time he was too involved in his own pleasure to hear me. He was panting heavily as he raped me. I just lay there and cried in a stunned silence. Eventually he grunted and gave one last deep thrust as he came, shooting his hot cum inside my virgin pussy. He lay on top of me for a while, stroking my hair. I could feel his cum, mixed with my virginal liquids dribble out of me and run down the crack of my ass. Soon after he took his cock out of me and left. Not saying a word. I just lay there, unable to comprehend what had just happened, but glad it was over. I slowly began to cry again, until I was too tired and fell asleep. The next morning, Mike was waiting for me in the kitchen. He looked at me and smiled. "Thank you for last night, Anne. I hope we can do it again real soon" A Night to Forget Mike walked through the cool night taking in the street scenes. Art students dressed as vagabonds carrying folios and knapsacks, non-students looking for cheap hash and kids from the suburbs taking in the Bohemian style and hoping for some easy sex. This was the best place on earth for him. He is well educated, moderately good looking and smart enough to know what to avoid and when to take an advantage. He walked up the short steps and entered the Mt. Royal Tavern. The local hangout and the only bar in the area. He nodded to the bouncer stationed at the door who nodded in response and let him pass unchallenged. Mike was the type of person the owners liked to encourage. He was an engaging character who could talk easily with other patrons, make everyone feel comfortable and was a generous tipper. He scanned the bar looking for an available space. He never took a stool but preferred to stand and his preference was the end of the bar near the door. The bartender noticed him, and cleared a space between two customers and dropped a coaster to mark the spot. Mike nodded and the bartender poured a pint of beer. Mike moved toward the beer and started to unconsciously survey the crowd not having anything particular in mind. The crowd was the usual mix of locals and others. The eclectic nature of the clientele attracted people who normally would never be seen in this part of town. “Slumming”, as they refer to it. The smoke, a mixture of tobacco and pot, hung in filmy clouds about the lights. The faces were a collage. Nobody looked familiar or particularly interesting. Just wait and see how the dynamics play out. The first beer went down very quickly and with a short nod, the bartender produced a second. As the crowd got denser, Mike started scanning the newcomers and the unattached females for signs of interest. His detached gaze was suddenly interrupted by the presence of girl walking through the crowd, directly towards him. His first reaction was to scan her torso. He felt that you can tell more about a girl by the way her clothes cling to her body than any other characteristic. She was a bit overweigh with white blouse and a short plaid skirt. Her breast were large and her bra was visible through the white fabric. His eyes moved up to her face which was surrounded by a mass of black curly hair. There was a vague look of recognition. Her face broke into a broad grin when she noticed his gaze. For an instance there was a bit of confusion. “Do I know her”, he thought. Then in a flash it came to him, Barbie! The college dorm-mate of an old, long in the past, girlfriend. She extended her hand and with an enthusiastic “Hi”, she reached around his body and gave him a huge hug. “Never expected to run into me here did you?” she laughed. “I am a little bit surprised. The last I heard of you, you were living in Pennsylvania somewhere”. “I still am, just came to visit some friends for the weekend. They are living at the Colony and you may remember one of them”. “Well, can I stand you to a drink for old times sakes then?” “Sure, I’ll have a rum and coke”. Mike signaled for the bartender and put in her order along with one for another beer. A small crowd assembled behind Barbie. She suddenly became aware of them and turned. “Oh”, let me introduce you all". Barbie ran through the names of the three girls, passing on the last name. “This is Carmel., Remember her, she was my dormie after Nora left”. The name of Nora evoked a small smile. For one school year she was the inseparable love of his life and then in less than 2 weeks of summer vacation they were nearly strangers. They were great when they were together but were uninterested when separated by hundreds of miles. Nora found a new and wealthier boyfriend. By summer’s end was engaged and did not return for the next school year. A wedding announcement, two years later, was the last he heard from or about her. The guys in turn introduced themselves and shook hands with Mike. The were not long term relationships, but guys who got lucky tonight at the Mt. Royal Tavern. Carmel, turned to guys she had in tow and chimed in, “we are planning to continue the party back at the apartment”. The statement was obviously intended as a cue for Barbie to pack up and come along. Carmel looked at Mike and added, “you are welcome to join us if you want”. “I wasn’t planning on making it a long night tonight, so I will pass this time, but thanks for the offer”. Barbie, turned to Carmel and bit her lower lip. “Leaving right away? I just got another drink. Can you wait a few minutes?” Carmel turned to the entourage. “We are anxious to get back can you take it with you?” “You can’t walk out of here with an open container.” ordered the bartender. As Carmel looked up at him he nodded. “That is the law!” “If you need to finish your drink, I can drop you off there in a little bit”. Mike’s voice was the perfect mix of being friendly and accommodating. “It is only out I83. Will only take me a few minutes out of my way”. “OK”. Then we should see you in about half an hour?” Barbie nodded assent and the group filed out the front door. She then picked up her drink and drew a long sip. “I am not in a rush to get there. Is that a problem for you?” “Not at all, I have no plans so take your time.” The sat and talked. Mostly old times and old friends. Had a couple more drinks and when they were all talked out, Mike suggested that he drop her off at the apartment. Barbie nodded and they got up to leave. She gathered her cardigan and her purse, checking its contents briefly and followed Mike out the door. The night air was heavier than earlier and the smell of rain was in the air. “Where is your car? You do have a car? Mike laughed. “Sure. It is a couple blocks this way”. As they walked the talk turned casual. The neighborhood is a very old townhouse section. Most have been restored and subdivided into apartments. It had the advantage of being fashionable and modestly priced urban housing. “I do live in the neighborhood. It is a bit bohemian but not extremely so. The students are naturally that way and the suburbanites are just here for he novelty”. They turned left at the corner past the old church then right at the next corner. Suddenly, the wind changes slightly and intermittent rain drops started to fall. Mike held out a hand, palm up and said “only water”. Barbie smiled. He always had a reputation for being imperturbable. Suddenly, the sky opened up and the rain fell like hard cold bullets. Instinctively Barbie started running down the street, holding her sweater over her head. not knowing where she had to go. Mike ran by her side as the rain became more intense. Suddenly, Mike grabbed her arm and pulled her towards a house with a black door. He turned the knob and led her into a small vestibule. To their back was the drenching rain, before them a door with a large glass pane looking into a flight of stairs beyond. It was warm and dry. Mike stood and watched the rain bounce off the cars and the sidewalk. The street was turning into a small river as the water raged over a blocked storm drain. He turned to Barbie who was soaked. Her blouse was translucent and her large nipples erect and visible through the sheer material. “Decision time”, he said authoritatively. Barbie was looking around at the small confines wondering if someone would open the door and tell them to leave. “What decision”, she asked. “Well the car is a half block in that direction. We can make a run for it and go drop you off at your friends soaked to the skin. Or, we can go to my place and dry you off a bit” “How far to your place?” she asked He looked about their small refuge and pointed to the ceiling. Barbie looked up at the ceiling then back to Mike. “What?” she quizzed. “I live here. Second floor in the back in an efficiency” You can go there and wait out the storm and dry off a bit”. Barbie started at the door to the stairs and then out at the rain. She turned back and looked at Mike. He was staring into her eyes. She looked away at the rain and then turned back. She had an urge to do something but not sure what. He had a notion to see how far he could go but restrained himself. For a long second they stared at each other trying to determine what each was thinking. “I am quite wet, perhaps if I could dry my hair.” Mike reached out and ran his fingers through her thick hair. As he did she took her hand and lightly ran her fingers over his cheek and along his jaw line. When she did, he bent forward slightly. She responded by looking up at him. In an instant they were locked in an embrace and their mouths were locked in a deep wet kiss. After a few seconds they parted and smiled at each other. She then placed both her hands on the side of his face and pulled him towards her mouth. Her tongues thrust deep into his throat as she ground her mouth to his. He responded by sucking her tongue deep into his mouth and reaching around her body to grope her ass. Again they separated. This time Mike reached in his pocket and took out the key. He opened the door and they entered the building. He coaxed Barbie up the stairs before him. As she did he slide his hand up her skirt and caressed her ass through her panties. She permitted him to continue as she walked in front of him. At the first landing he stopped her, inserted the key into the lock and opened the door to the small apartment. Barbie was standing one step above Mike and was looking directly into his eyes. She smiled and moved towards him again. He pulled her to him but this time his hands ran over her ample breasts and they kissed. First just pressing, then caressing, then working his hand up under her blouse to work them through her bra. Barbie sucked in air and let her breasts rise and fall under the massage of his hands. She concentrated on kissing him long and hard she pressed her body against his trying to feel his cock against her. Mike broke the kiss and stepped back keeping his hands firmly on her tits. As he did he pushed door open, let her into the apartment and let the door slam softly behind them. Taking her by the hand he led her to the only chair in the room. Mike sat in the chair and Barbie sat across his lap. They embraced and continued kissing with tongues. Mike unbuttoned her blouse and eased it off her shoulders. Barbie took it by the collar, turned and guided it gently to a clear spot next to the chair. As she did Mike unhooked her bra and let it fall forward. She shrugged her shoulders and let it fall free to the floor. She was now naked from the waist up. It was now her turn. She started unbuttoning his shirt. Mike moved to help her but she pushed his hands away and did each button herself. He dropped his hands and let her do what she wanted. She worked his shirt off and then pulled his T-shirt over his head. She stared as his chest and ran her hand over his stomach. She bent over and kissed his nipples gently She could see his cock stirring under the confines of his slacks. This helped to turn her on. She them started biting and sucking his nipples hard. Mike pushed her off his lap and to her feet. She stood before him a bit shocked. He slid to the edge of his chair and reached for her skirt, deftly undoing the button and releasing the zipper. The skirt dropped to her ankles and she lightly stepped out of them giving them a quick flip with her toe out of the way. She raised her arms behind her head, slightly parted her feet and stared down at Mike. He stared directly at her crotch noticing the dark hairs behind the wet cotton panties. She stared at his crotch and noticed his cock straining. She bent over grabbed the end of his belt and started to undo his pants. He brought his hands over to help her but she pushed his hands away and continued on her own. Mike stood up for her and she undid did his pants and worked them down to his ankles. She removed his shoes helped him step out of his pants. He was only in his boxer shorts and his cock was extending out the fly opening. The stood facing each other. He squatted down and removed her panties. AS he did he kissed her bush gently. She helped him to his feet and then removed his shorts the same way only as she did so she took his hard cock in her mouth and bobbed on it a few times. Mike grabbed her by the shoulders and raised her to her feet. Crouching slightly he lifted her off her feet. Barbie pulled herself up and wrapped her legs tightly about his supple body. He then turned slightly and lowered their bodies on to the unmade bed. Mike started licked her tummy, stopping at the navel to probe the depth with his tongue. When he did, she turned on her side and raised her leg. Mike moved his hand to her crotch and fingered her deeply with two fingers. Barbie arched her head back and levered her torso towards him. He continued kissing her tummy and fingering her already wet cunt. Barbie grasped the back of his head and forced his face into her body. She felt the excitement building but needed something more physical to make it all the way. Mike pulled himself away and kneeled over her naked body. His cock was rock hard and rigid. Barbie grabbed hold and gently stroked it. As she jerked him easily, he reached across to a wooden cigar box and removed a foil wrapped condom. Barbie grinned, took it from his hand and pushed him over on his back. She straddled his legs and holding his stiff cock with one hand and ripped the foil pack with her other hand and her teeth. Holding the pliant disc in her fingers she then expertly places it on the head of his cock and unfurled it down the length of his shaft. Sensing his pleasure, she gently caressed his balls rolling them between her fingers like soft precious marbles. Mike’s desire was almost uncontrollable. He felt a need to forcibly enter Barbie and ram her violently. With all his power he suppressed his desires and surrendered to her tender urging. The sight of the shrouded cock brought on a wave of excitement over Barbie. She leaned forward and pressed her palms against his chest and rose up on her knees spreading them wider as she did. She had him pinned to the bed with her arms and positioned her cunt directly over his hard dick. Mike bent forward to watch the inevitable meeting of their genitals. Barbie noticed his stared, so she rose up on her knees poised to take him in her. Instead of lowering her cunt on to his rod, she took her hand and places it directly over her cunt. As he watched with desired, she put her middle finger in her and started to masturbate, biting her lower lip as she did so. As her finger moved in and out, her hand was brushing against his organs causing a paralyzing rage within his loins. Mike placed his hands on her thighs and moaned softly. When he did, Barbie spread her pussy lips and lowered her body on his cock. Her first reaction was to take it in her deeply and grinding her clit against his pubic bone. Mike pressed up to meet her body. Again she pressed his body back on the bed. Kneeling straight up, she arched her back and rhythmically began riding him. Her thighs pushed her body up and down and on each pumping, her cunt stroked the full length of his cock. She felt her passions cresting as she rode the stallion. In a flash an orgasm was upon her. Her breast and hair were flailing about wildly and her teeth were biting hard on her lower lip. She let out a guttural moan from deep in her throat and she felt the intense physical release that accompanies her orgasms. The wave of pleasure passed and she eased her hips down taking his still stiff cock deep in her cunt. Her breathing was measured and relaxed. Sweat covered her body as her breasts heaved above Mike’s naked torso. She closed her eyes to gain her composure realizing that Mike did not cum. She lowered her body to his and pumped her hips over his cock feeling that it was still rock hard. In an instant he rolled her on her back keeping his cock deep in her cunt as he did. The suddenness of his action shocked her. She pulled her knees up and locked her ankles behind his back. Now it was Mike’s turn to ride. His ass pounded his cock deep into her wet pussy. The fury of his actions aroused her as he continually drove deeper and deeper into her cunt. She placed her hands above her head and pressed against the wall forcing her body tighter to his. She felt another orgasm coming on and violently rocked her hips to coax and orgasm out of Mike. He sensed her urgency and increased his intensity. As Barbie started to cum again, she felt Mike’s ass muscles tighten signaling the onset of an orgasm. Together they came. Barbie kept rocking her ass even after they came hoping to soak ever drop of pleasure from his body. Mike collapsed on top of Barbie. Their sweat mingled. Mike slowly extracted his limp dick from Barbie. He rolled on his back as she lay on her side and nuzzled against his body. Mike closed his eyes and felt sleep creeping over him. Barbie watched his eyes close and ran her hand down the front of his body. Her gaze turned towards his limp cock still clad in the spent rubber. She moved both her hands to the still organ. With one hand pinching the nipple tip to hold in his cum, she deftly removed the used condom with its sacred load. Rolling on her back, Barbie lifted the condom above her ample breasts and milked the cum from its spent sheath onto her tits. Her left hand sensuously massaged the warm cum onto her nipples, carefully starting at the outer ring and working its way to the sensitive tip. First one nipple, then repeating the ritual on the other. when she finished, she placed her still sticky finger against her lips and rubbed them softly spreading the goo as she would a lipstick. She finished by licking her lips and savoring the smarmy texture. She could still smell the faint aroma of cum as she drifted off to sleep. Neither knew who awoke first. Mike shifted his weight slightly, freed his arm from under Barbie’s neck and closed his eyes not noticing Barbie’s simultaneous restlessness. Barbie was jostled into consciousness, turned onto her tummy and brought her free arm up as a pillow beneath her head. When se did so, Mike extended his arm and slid his hand under her prone torso. As he did this, Barbie lifted her hip slightly to permit the roving hand better access to her. Mike took the motion as a invitation and slid his hand, palm up, farther under Barbie until it was resting beneath the soft curls of her pubic mound. Barbie felt the intrusion and considered it an attempt at further mingling. The slow lustful tango continued until Mike’s hand was feeling Barbie’s cunt and his middle finger had separated her lips and entered her. Barbie pulled one knee up causing her thighs to spread slightly and let Mike’s finger probe her wet hole. Mike countered my moving his hand down and sliding two fingers deep into her cunt. Mike rotated his fingers inside Barbie and felt her warm juice flow from her pussy onto his hand. Barbie reached down for his hand and held it for a second firmly against her pussy. She then covered two of his fingers with hers and pressed them directly on her clit. Mike rose to the invitation and began to massage Barbie’s clit with two fingers, at times directly on top of the hot pink trigger and other times separating his fingers to grasp it and rhythmically jerk it like a small cock. Barbie started to surrender. She held her head down and pushed her hips against his hand in time with his gyrations. She could feel the heat swelling in her and she placed her hand out and lay it flat on Mike’s flat stomach. Mike was unaffected by her touch and continued grinding her clit with his fingers. Barbie felt the wave of an orgasm beginning to form and increased her tempo. At the same time she slid her hand down Mike’s tummy in this she felt the tight curls of his pubic hair. As she used her fingers to play with the fine mesh, she felt his cock rock hard and rising straight from his prone body. A Night to Forget It was no longer a question of her orgasm, she now felt that there had to be a mutual cumming for her to be satisfied. She grasped his cock and started to stroke it as he fingered her clit. Mike responded with a low moan, his breathing became more measured and his hips began to pulsate in time with Barbie’s stokes. Barbie was on her way to a great orgasm when suddenly Mike turned on his side and faced her. His action twisted his cock from her hand temporarily and broke the rhythm of his fingers in her cunt. He took his free hand and gently pushed her away so she rolled onto her back. She lost her grip on his stiff organ and he lost his hypnotic hold on her cunt. Instinctively she raised her hands to her breasts and began to massage them sensuously. As she did so, she felt his dried cum on her nipples flake away. Mike was shifting beside her but she did not know how or why. There was an element of frustration and confusion. She wanted another orgasm and she needed his touch. Suddenly he was denying her both. Mike pulled himself up on one elbow and stared at Barbie’s naked body in the faint moonlight. He could see her hands against her breasts and hear her shallow, wanting breathing. He reached over and placed his hand directly on her cunt. Barbie responded with a slight moan and a shifting of her hips. She was not aware of Mike’s intentions. He used long soft strokes to run the entire length of her cunt and at the same time he began to lick her nipples removing the last remnant of his cum as he did. Compliantly Barbie let her knees drop sideways exposing her entire pussy to the full palm of Mike’s hand. She was floating on a cloud and indifferent to who was touching her or what they were doing to her. Mike sensed her acceptance and ran his palm from her mound down to the crack of her ass. As he did so he gently pressed his middle finger against her tight brown asshole. Barbie twitched as if she had been shocked. Nobody had ever probed her there although she often wanted to experiment with it. Now when Mike did it a charge of excitement went through her body. Barbie pressed her body for more excitement wanting to feel Mike probe her deep into her ass. She spread her legs wide hoping to relax the hold her ass had on his finger. When she did, she didn’t notice his change in position. He was now kneeling between her legs and started kissing her lower belly above her pubic mound. Mike probed his finger deeper into Barbie’s ass as he positioned his body farther down between her knees. Barbie reached her hands down and pressed them on the back of Mike’s head. When she did, he lowered his face directly on to her furry patch. Barbie squirmed, spread her legs as far as possible, arched her hips towards his face. Doing this her ass tightened its grip on his finger. Barbie was caught between competing pleasures. The desire to experiment with her virgin asshole and the guaranteed high powered orgasm that she loves when she is eaten violently. As Barbie’s mind sought out new pleasures her cunt was on fire to be devoured. Her cunt won the contest. Without further thought, she pulled her knees up as far as she could and forced Mike’s head deep into her cunt. Mike responded by pressing her legs farther apart and plowing his mouth onto her cunt. He licked the outside of her cunt lips, feeling the loose hairs sticking to his tongue. He then locked his mouth to her cunt, creating a tight seal and sucked violently. The sensation of pleasure and pain shot through Barbie’s torso. Her juices streamed from her pussy and were devoured by Mike’s mouth. She let out a slight scream but caught herself and bit firmly on her lip. She felt Mike’s hand reach up and grope her breasts searching for her hard nipples. When he found them, he squeezed them roughly and pulled them towards him. Barbie yelped in pain but did not resist. The rough treatment of her tits and cunt excited her. She wanted more and more of the pleasure accompanied with pain. Mike’s fingers were ripping in to her tits and her ecstasy was reaching new highs. Suddenly he released his oral hold on her cunt and attacked her clit with his tongue. He pressed his tongue directly on her clit , feeling the small, hard button respond in pleasure. The tip of his tongue circled her clit stimulating her entire body as he did so. Barbie felt the orgasm beginning to rage in her but fought against it wanting to hold back for more and more. Suddenly she felt a shift in her pleasure. The red hot grinding of her clit had changed. Mike was no longer massaging it with his tongue, but had grasped the tiny shaft between his lips and was sucking directly on it. His head was bobbing slightly up and down as he did. The entire time he held her clit between his lips the tip of his tongue was licking the end of it. She felt her clit become raw with passion and fire. Her hips was gyrating wildly as the sexual crescendo gathered steam. Her hands held his head firmly in place, short feral sounds were emitting from deep in her chest and suddenly the mega-orgasm crashed over her. A wave of pleasure followed but a burning wave of pain filled her body. Barbie raised her ass as high as she could to gain one last ounce of sensation from Mike’s educated mouth before she dropped to the bed exhausted. The sheet was wet with sweat and sex. It clung to her body as she moved from under Mike’s crushing pleasure. As she twitched in the death throws of the orgasm, Mike rose from Barbie’s lower body and crawled back to her side. As he did, she could she the shadowy outline of his cock, still ridged, hanging stiffly below his firm belly. As he deliberately crawled to her side, Barbie lay back and reveled in her thoughts and recently satisfied desires. Mike lay beside her on his stomach and reached a hand beneath him to feel his aching cock. He grasped the shaft and began a soft, steady squeeze. Barbie sensed his subtle attempt to jerk off. Ever since the onset of puberty Barbie always enjoyed stroking guys until they shot. She slipped a hand under his body until it met his. She wrapped her hand around his hand and began to stroke him. Mike released his hand and rolled on his back letting his ridged prick rise above his body. Barbie stroked his cock gently checking for a drop of precum with each easy stroke. She shifted her position and the knelt next to his body staring down at the head of his cock. She stroked him lightly not wanting to cause an orgasm as she glanced at his face for a reaction. He lifted his head slightly to watch her work on his organ. As he did, Barbie pressed her hand against his chest and pressed him back to the bed. Then she bent forward and took the head of his cock in her mouth. Hesitating momentarily, she grabbed her thick hair with her hands and pulled it away from the side of her face to give a full view of the side of her head as she went down on him. She slowly lowered her head down the shaft. Slowly, measured and rhythmically she sucked and bobbed up and down on the wet rod. Mike squirmed with desire. He wanted to hold back and make her work but he was too turned on to fight the pleasure. For Barbie it was just between her and his cock. Kissing, licking, fondling and sucking she coax the ridged organ and felt it respond by thrusting and pulsing. Mike’s ass tightened and his hips lifted, thrusting his cock deeper in her throat. Barbie knew this was a sign he was about to shoot. She picked up the intensity and increased the friction on his cock. She heard a low moan followed by a low ‘keep going’ - more suction and tongue. She felt his cock pulsed slightly between her lips followed by the eruption of cum over her tongue into her mouth. Barbie lifted her head and paused, for a second savored the smarmy taste, took a breath and swallowed the load. She next stroked the still stiff prick, milking the last gleaming drop of cum. It formed a large bead and balanced on the slick dickhead. Before it had a chance to roll off, Barbie puckered and kissed the cock head, taking the cum drop between her lips. She held it there as she stoked and residue that escaped her urges. Barbie kneeled straight up and sighed stealing a glance at Mike whose face was the image of contented ecstasy. “Damn I am good”, she thought, and she knows she is. She positioned herself next to Mike. Nudged his arm up so that it supported her head like a firm pillow, and extended her arm across his chest. Mike aided her effort to make herself comfortable and the placed his hand on her arm and stroked it lightly. Without a word between them, the both drifted of to a deep sleep. Mike awoke abruptly. He was staring at the ceiling noticing only vague images in the dim morning light. The low drumbeat of a steady rain created an imperceivable background noise which masked the occasional sound of traffic. Barbie was sound asleep with her head on his arm, but her hand had moved from his chest to between her thighs. Mike had a tremendous urge to piss, freed his arm without waking Barbie and walked softly to the bathroom. Mike’s action aroused Barbie from her slumber. She could not determine the time. It was early morning but that is all she knew. The images of the room are all shades of gray and her memory of the night did not include furniture or shape of the room. Her reverie was broken by the distinct sound of piss hitting the water in the toilet. He is peeing like a stallion she mused, but the sound of flowing water or piss caused her to also have an urge to relieve herself. She got up and sat on the side of the bed, staring down at her naked body. She ran her hands over her breasts and legs feeling the dried pussy juice and cum. The sound of pissing stopped. She turned toward the direction of the bathroom. Mike, tall and naked, walked softly past. Barbie took the opportunity to study his body. Athletic but not muscle bound, firm but supple, and sensuous. Her gaze settled on his limp prick, bouncing in front of him as we tip-toed passed the bed. As he sat on the edge of the bed, she rose and made her way to the bathroom. She sat on the toilet and let loose a steady stream of piss. At that time she had a desire to be watched by Mike. She wanted him standing in front of her as she pissed. She finish, spread her legs and stared down at her crotch. She placed her hand between her legs and rubbed the last drop of piss before standing and returning to the bed. Mike was lying on his back, the covers bunched at his feet, still naked. Barbie stood at the foot of the bed and flopped face down on the bed next to Mike. As she did, Mike slipped a hand beneath her and felt for her mound. Barbie lifted slightly to let his hand find it’s target. Without looking at Mike directly she said, “I know what you do everyday about this time”. “And what is that?”, he inquired. “You jerk off.” “That is a good guess.” “Well it wasn’t too hard. You and I are a lot alike and I masturbate every morning too.” Mike chuckled. “Are you planning to change your routine today?” “I may, depends on whether you are changing yours.” As Barbie said this, she slipped her hand to her twat and forced her fingers above Mike’s so hers were directly on her clit. Mike withdrew his hand and turned to watch her massaging her clit. When he did, he placed his hand on his soft prick and began to coax an erection. Barbie rolled on her back, pulled up her knees and slipped her middle finger into her pussy and began pumping slowly. Mike’s prick instantly became stiff and he started to stoke it with his full fist. Barbie turned her head to watch. Without taking her finger from her twat, she propped herself up in the bed to get a better view of Mike jerking off. Mike saw her shift and pulled himself up so he was sitting next to each other with their backs against the wall. Mike was slowly squeezing and stroking while Barbie steadily pistoned her fingers in and out of her cunt. Mike closed his eyes and started breathing heavy and concentrated on getting off. He thought about the previous night and a grin came to his lips as he did. When he opened his eyes he saw Barbie’s gaze alternating between his face and his cock. Her finger was working in and out of her pussy, but she was not getting excited. Her concentration was on Mike and his attempt at orgasm. Mike smiled at Barbie. “You like this?” he asked. Barbie nodded, “I like watching you cum.” Her comment made Mike work harder. His mind raced through his catalog of pleasures as he continually stoked his cock. He worked his hips in time with his hand to increase the sensation. There wasn’t much, but he could feel it starting to build. He tensed his arm muscles and he pumped. The cock pulses once, twice, and then an small stream of cum dribbled over the head. “That in not much of a load” Barbie quipped. “Not much left after last night” he joked. Barbie, still slowly fingering, reached with her free hand and swiped the rivulet if cum from the head of his cock and touched it to her nipples, just as she did the night before. The was a turn on for her. She kneaded her tit with her free hand bringing her passion to a boil as she did. She then bent her head forward and licked the cum from her nipple. This sent her to the edge. She tossed her head back, bit her lip and increased her masturbating with two finger. Mike watched as she writhed about the bed working her hips and hand in time. Her body tensed and she started to moan unevenly. Her eyes were staring directly at Mike’s but she wasn’t looking at him, she was concentrating on making her cunt explode. Two fingers on her clit, up and down, faster, harder. Suddenly she came. Her whole body tensed and she ground her fingers onto her clit and held them there. She was lost in the rush of the orgasm which came over her and passed too quickly. Barbie lay back on the bed, stretched her legs and rested her hand on her pussy, gently patting it as she did. She felt the sweat bead under big boobs and the wet from her pussy running down the crack of her ass. Her senses returned and she stared at Mike. “Did you like that?” “I did, very much.” he answered. “I’m glad. I like to give pleasure, even if I have to do all the work myself.” Mike looked at the clock, not caring about the time but needing a reason to get up. Before the time registered, he caught the aroma of stale sweat and sex from the bed. “I think we need to bathe, or do you want to go back to your friends smelling like this?” Barbie gave a sly smile, “I like this smell and I don’t care who knows how I got it.” But as her words were sinking in, he sprang from the bead and trotted to the bathroom. Barbie followed eagerly anticipating the feel of warm soap and Mike’s hands against her skin. Mike entered the bathroom, opened the towel closet and dropped a half dozen towels on the floor. He turned on the hot water and let it warm. Barbie rooted about the stray containers of shaving cream and toothpaste until she found a half full bottle of shampoo. As they were waiting for the water to make temperature, she se picked up Mike’s toothbrush. “Mind if I use this” she asked, “you know where my teeth have been” she joked. Mike nodded with a grin. When she finished brushing, she picked up the shampoo and squeezed a large dollop of shampoo into her hands and massaged it into the hair. She ran her hands through her thick hair working the shampoo deep into the scalp. She reached her hand under the tap and worked a handful of water into the shampoo. Mike turned the diverter valve and a spray of water and mist filled the shower. Barbie did not wait. She stepped in to the shower and began to lather her hair and then run the soap over her body. Mike joined her and soap himself all over. They both washed and stood below the shower rinsing. Barbie placed her hair directly under the spray and worked it thoroughly with her hands until it was lathered completely. She then stood there letting the spray rinse the suds down her naked body. When the last of the soap was washing down the drain, they stood face to face looking in each other’s eyes. Barbie picked up the bar of soap and began to rub it over Mike’s wet body. She worked it over his torso, then his back working down to the crack of his ass. She then ran her hand with the soap down his ass pressing it firmly in his crack. The sensation cause a hint of an erection. Barbie squatted behind him and massage him deep in his ass with the soap. Mike relaxed his ass muscled and let his cock twitch to life as she did. Mike turned. His now stiff cock was pointing directly towards Barbie’s face. However she did not attempt to touch it or take it in her mouth as Mike expected. Instead she stood up and pressed the bar of soap into Mike’s hand. He took the bar and began to lather her body in small circular motions. She directed the soap to her tits and he cooperated by rubbing the soap over her nipple and deep in the cleavage between her tits. He lowered the soap to her mound and worked it into her pussy hair. As he did, Barbie turned around and placed her hands against the shower wall and pushed her ass towards him. Mike rubbed her back and then worked the soap down her crack. She bent forward slightly as he did and spread to take the soap. Mike’s hand ran down her ass to her twat and forcing the bar into her as he did. Barbie moaned lightly as he did and then she placed a hand on his and urged him back towards her asshole. Mike moved the soap from her cunt and placed it directly over her tight hole and pressed. As he did she bend further forward and reached around to spread her ass cheeks. Mike sensed what she wanted and forced the bar of soap deeper into her ass. Barbie’s head began to bob up and down and she pressed against the shower wall to force her ass towards Mike’s hand. “Do my ass” Barbie ordered. Mike took the soap and lathered his stiff cock. The water was pouring over their bodies and quickly washed the lather off his cock. “Now! Do it NOW!” Mike bent his knees to get his cock positioned for and assault on her ass. He probed her ass with his finger to loosing her. When he had it located he gently thrust his cock into her. She was tight he could not get entry. “Do it! Do it rough!” Mike edged the tip of his cock to her asshole and pressed forward with his hips increasing the pressure as he did. Barbie cried out bent over farther opening offering her ass as she did. Mike pushed harder and Barbie emitted a muffled scream. He thought she was hurt and stopped his thrust. “Do it! Hurt me! Don’t stop!” Mike crept closer and gave a violent thrust with his ass. Barbie’s ass broke loose and Mike’s dick penetrated three inches. Barbie’s arms gave way as he poked and her knees buckled. Barbie was not on all fours. Her face was touching the shower floor and her ass was up to take in Mike’s prick. As she dropped, Mike lowered himself to keep his cock locked in place. He was kneeling behind Barbie with his cock partly in her ass. Her breathing was loud and pained. Mike drew back and pushed again. Barbie’s body absorbed the force as his dick went father up her hole. Barbie was pushing back taking his cock deep in her ass. She came instantly it was harsh and her body was shaking violently. Her face was pressing against the shower floor as she rocked her ass back and forth on Mike’s cock. After she came, she stopped shaking. Mikes cock was still hard and still deep in her ass. He withdrew and stood. Barbie remained on the shower floor regaining her composure. Slowly she let the water refresh her senses. She stood and let the water further revive her. Mike stepped from the shower and picked up a few towels from the floor. Barbie let the water cleanse her and then stood and turned off the shower. Mike handed her two towels and she adroitly wrapped one around her hair and began to dry her shoulders with the other. Mike dried quickly and then cracked the window to relieve the moisture in the air. Barbie dried her body sensuously. Slowly working the terry cloth into each crevice drawing out excess moisture as she did. A Night to Forget “Time for breakfast” Mike announced as he left the bathroom, “take your time”. Mike had dressed quickly and was in the kitchen cooking breakfast. Barbie worked her hair with the second towel. Drawing out the curly mass rubbing it from the roots to the ends. When she felt adequately dried, she left the bathroom to retrieve her clothes from the apartment floor. They seemed to be scattered randomly, but actually followed the their lustfilled path from the door to the bed. Panties, bra, blouse, skirt, shoes, sweater, purse it all seems to be in order she thought as she gather them and dressed. The wrinkles fell out of the loose fitting g blouse easily enough and the skirt never seemed to show creases. I look none the worse for wear she said to herself as she slipped her feet into her shoes. A she entered the kitchen the smell of breakfast food, bacon, eggs and toast, filled the small apartment. “I think I am hungry after all that” she said without a hint of embarrassment, remorse or emotion.” Mike shuffled about the small kitchen keeping a cautious eye on the skillets. “We have a wide selection of breakfast beverages” as he flipped the eggs, “coffee, orange juice or bloody Mary. Your choice.” “Whatever you prefer, but I am not a coffee drinker.” Mike leered at Barbie, “Well it is Saturday and my traditional Saturday breakfast includes a bloody Mary.” He reached into the small refrigerator and took out a large glass pitcher partially filled with tomato juice. He then, in a near random manner, grabbed the remaining ingredients from various nooks and crannies about the kitchen. Lastly he produced the vodka from the freezer compartment. Without much thought to measuring, he haphazardly mixed the ingredients, except for the vodka, into the chilled pitcher. As if it were a witches potion he stirred with a long, glass rod and poured a small glass and offered it to Barbie. She sipped it once, twice and a third time. “There isn’t any vodka.” “I am well aware of that. Vodka just adds punch, I like to be sure the basic mixture is tasty before the vodka. Does it need anything?” “It is fine a bit on the hot side but I like that.” With those words, he generously poured the vodka into the pitcher, mixing with the glass rod as he did, poured a tumbler for Barbie, inserted a celery stalk in the glass and offered it to Barbie. She accepted and nodded thanks and then he repeated the same for himself. Holding the glass in a toast, “Here’s to you!” and took a long gulp. Barbie held her glass to the light examining the particles floating on the surface. She put the glass to her lips and took a slight sip. “I have swallowed worse things” she thought and then finish half of the remaining drink with a series of small gulps. The cool liquid soothed her raw throat and the vodka went right to her head causing a strange lightheaded feeling. As Mike tended the breakfast preparations, Barbie took the opportunity to walk about and observe the apartment in its entirety. Originally a large Victorian townhouse, the building had been cut up into as many apartments as zoning laws allowed. Mike’s efficiency apartment was a large room. A homemade cinder block and plank divider separated the ‘bedroom’ from the rest of the room. A small table with three chairs filled the area defined when the door was opened. An easy chair with a hassock facing a small television on a stool occupied the center of the rest of the room. A opposite the entrance was a doorway that lead past a closet to a series of there small rooms. The first he used as a makeshift office with small desk, chair, phone and work material strewn about the floor. The bathroom and kitchen were in the other two. Definitely Bohemian, quirky, eclectic and insouciant, but with a professional flair. That was always her impression of him. An impression shared by her dorm-mate Nora. Whereas Barbie was always attracted to his lack of concern about social trappings and acceptance, Nora was frightened of being a social outcast, or worse not being wealthy. Middle class was not an economic position she could accept. It must be upper class, hence the lack of reluctance to continue with Mike when a prominent lawyer’s son asked her for a date the first week of summer vacation. Mike set the breakfast on the small table and topped off their glasses. The breakfast conversation was mostly small talk. Barbie asked about his work, to which he generally responded with shrugs. She talked about the unique urban area and its social composition. “I like it. Lot of people don’t. It meets all my needs.” Short and to the point answers always left her thinking about another question, but she did not ask it. Perhaps later she thought. The rest of the breakfast proceeded in mostly silent chewing and refills of bloody Mary’s. Mike cleared the table and broached the subject of returning Barbie to her friends. “When do you have to be back at the Colony?” “Soon, I suppose, since they were expecting me last night about ten”, she chuckled. Mike smiled at her seeming lack of concern. “Oh well,” she continued, “twelve hours late isn’t too bad.” Mike stacked the dishes and rooted about the shelf for a set of car keys. Barbie shook the wrinkles from her cardigan and put it on. As she did, she hid as much of her disheveled blouse behind the sweater and then ran her hands over her skirt to make it presentable. “I have an iron”, Mike states. “No bother, I look presentable enough”. Mike did produce a comb and brush and Barbie proceeded to teased he knots out of her thick mass of curly hair. When she finished, she tipped her purse on the table and picked up an elastic band and pulled her hair behind her head and secured it with the band. As she did. Mike noticed the contents of her purse. There amid the makeup, tampon and keys was a ring with a large elegant diamond setting. Barbie caught his expression as he stared at the ring. Casually, she picked it out of the clutter and slipped it on her left ring finger. “Are you surprised?” she asked looking down and forcing the ring over her knuckle. “No. No not at all. You are too good of a woman to not be claimed. Congratulations are in order, I reckon”. “That is poor style”, she countered, “Best Wishes is a more appropriate response”. “Point taken. Let’s get going.” and he turned and stepped to the door. Barbie followed him. She wanted to say something but could not think of anything short of melodramatic. Did she hurt his feelings? Did she give him any false expectations? She did not know what he was thinking, but she felt she must do something. Mike opened the door and then stepped aside to let Barbie pass. She took a step and then turned to face him. He gazed at her, she looked at the floor. “Aren’t you ready to go?”. “Not quite, There is one thing I want to do.” Mike’s nodded. Barbie, still looking at the floor said “I want to suck you” under her breath. Mike placed his hand under her chin and lifted her head so her eyes met his. “OK” he said, “do it.” Barbie lowered her gaze again, not wanting to look Mike in the eye. She deftly rubbed the crotch of his pants feeling a hardon starting to take shape. With one hand on his belt she slowly unzipped his fly. Her hand reached in the toothed slot and felt his stirring cock. Reaching farther in she cradled his balls softly in her palm. Expertly she maneuvered the cock out of the boxer shorts and trousers into the open air. Still looking down, Barbie lowered herself to her knees in the classic blow job position. With his cock directly before her face, she closed her eyes and took it tenderly into her mouth. She stopped as the head passed her lips and gently nibbled the shaft. She spread her fingers and pressed her hands flat against his groin. She took a breath and then started rocking her head forward and backwards on his cock. Her mind was drifting towards other things and she did not want to look up at Mike, but her mouth, tongue, throat and face expertly worked the cock. Mike was responding with lustful indifference. He always enjoyed blow jobs and never talked about love but he usually had some degree of interest and it wasn’t there this time. He resisted putting his hands on her head and forcing his cock down her throat. Barbie sensed his indifference. Without emotion she sucked him until she felt the slight surge of cum. His output was slight and thin. She made no comment as she stood and walked out the door. Mike put his cock back in his pants and followed Barbie down the steps to the street They got into the car and Mike started the engine. The steady rain cast a gray yet shiny pall over the neighborhood. Without speaking he put the car in gear and drove north along the side street until it intersected the main cross street. Without completely stopping, he pulled out into the traffic, cutting the wheels sharply to the right to avoid drifting into the other lane. At the entrance to the interstate he ran a yellow light and gunned the engine into the northbound lanes. “Perhaps I should have mentioned . . .”, her words trailed off. “Why? It is not any of my business.” “But I should have told you. Then you could have chosen to let me stay or make me go. I think I was not fair to you.” “Let me tell you the way I look at it. We are two former college classmate who met unexpectedly after a few years. After some chit-chat about old times sake, we both got lucky. Or at least I feel I got lucky. Let’s just keep it that way.” “Is that the way you felt when Nora dropped you?” Barbie felt a bit smug. “Not quite. It did hurt some, but I wasn’t surprised when she dropped me. I never thought our relationship was destined to have a long shelf life, but I did expected it to survive a two week separation. That’s the way the world works. I wish her no ill will and I hope she is happy.” Barbie had hoped to hurt him by bringing up the past, but she was not prepared for his candor or his acceptance of it. It made her feel small for mentioning it. “How is she doing?”, Mike asked. “Nora is doing fine. She found all that she was looking for. She would be the last to complain about that. I am not sure she is handling all the baggage that comes along with it though. But I would say she is happy with her lot in life. She is pregnant too.” “That is good to hear, I reckon. Never had an opinion on how she would be as a mother. That can put a crimp in your social life.” “Not if you have enough outside help” Barbie retorted. “And I am sure she will have that. She asks about you. Nothing real serious, just whenever we get together and reminisce. She says she heard this or that and wants to know if there is any truth to the stories. I answer honestly that it beats the shit out of me what you are doing.” “Until the next time, she asks” he quipped. “Naw! I’ll still say the same. It may beg some questions I don’t want to answer, or I would like to answer but can’t.” Mike’s attitude put her at ease. Let’s just let it be as he said. A random meeting and we both got lucky. Just forget about it. Don’t let this night alter any plans. Mike wheeled the car off the expressway an into the parking lot of the Colony Apartment complex. A maze of artsy named roads confronted him. “Where to?” he asked. “Take a left, then a right a the end of the road.” He did as ordered. Taking it slow so she could examine the numbers. “Shit”, she yelled, “stop the car. For Christ’s sakes, he’s here. What the fuck time is it?” Barbie glanced at the dashboard clock. “Is that right?” Before he could answer that it was, she continued. “Turn around. Jesus Christ he wasn’t suppose to be here until two o’clock.” Mike turned the car and proceeded back the way he came looking in the mirror for any people who may be staring at his car. “That pick up truck. That is his pick up truck. Shit! Now what. I’m fucked.” she meant that in the pejorative sense. “OK, relax, let’s get our thoughts together.” Mike’s voice was calm and measured. “We have a couple options, but I expect that being completely honest isn’t the one you want to pursue.” Barbie was flushed and she sank low into the seat. “First off, only you and I know where you were last night after your friends left. Is there any other place you may have stayed?” Barbie ground her teeth. “I have thought about that . I have an aunt on the west side of the city. I have visited her in the past when I was down here. If I can somehow get and excuse to be there I may be able to pull it off.” “Now”, Mike’s mind was scheming an mile a minute, “none of your friends know what happened after they left the Mt. Royal. Let’s create a scenario.” Barbie was paying attention hoping he could be convincing. “You finished your drink and wanted me to take you to the Colony. I was feeling like I might get lucky and wanted you to have another drink, You insisted I take you. I said I wouldn’t unless you had another drink. You went to the phone to call Carmel, but couldn’t remember the phone number. Or the phone number you thought was hers turned out to be the wrong one. So, what do you do? Call your aunt! You tell her the situation and she volunteers to come pick you up or you take a taxi to her place. Either way you end up there for the night. This morning you call the number again and get the same wrong number. So, you take a taxi here. And there you are, a pretty good lie. The only flaw is why didn’t you take a taxi to the Colony last night?” Mikes delivery was rapid fire. She hung on every word thinking of loopholes or contradictions. “I don’t know the apartment number, which I don’t. I only know the look of the place. In the dark I would never find the apartment in this maze. So I took my aunt’s offer and stayed the night there. And all my friends will think you are a real shit for doing this to me.” “That is a small price to pay since there are a legion of folks who feel that way about me already” he laughed. He had driven, almost unconsciously, to the entrance of the apartments. “Why don’t you get out here and you can rehearse your story as you look for the apartment.” “Good idea” and she opened the door and walked around the car to the driver’s window. She leaned over so her face was even with his. “Will this work”, he asked. “I think so. It sounds too off the wall to be made up. And besides, he has always believed me in the past” she said with a knowing smile. Mike nodded. Barbie stayed at the window. “I want to thank you for everything. I like to think of you as a good friend. You could have just kicked me out somewhere along the line and nobody would be the wiser.” Mike didn’t answer but extended his arm and rubbed the back of his hand gently across her tits. Barbie grinned and bent forward as if to kiss him, but instead reached through the window and placed her hand over his crotch and squeezed. They both laughed, then kissed. Lightly and briefly as an old married couples do when one is dropped off a the train station. Barbie turned and walked down the road towards the apartment. Mike watched her through the rear view mirror. She looked back after about 10 steps and gave a low inconspicuous wave. Mike did not return the gesture, but pulled out of the parking lot and turned towards the expressway. He silently mused about the old times, Carmel, Nora, Barbie and whoever. While he was doing so, it suddenly occurred to him. “What is her last name? Italian I think or was it Irish? Damn, I must be getting old.” As his car entered the expressway and crested the hill southbound into the city, he said to himself, “I have to dig out an old yearbook and look up her name. This is bothering me.” finis Slan, Emma A Night to Forget Wondering what I had gotten myself into, I paid the woman at the back of the room, handing her a wrinkled twenty-dollar bill. She took it, held it up to the light and then placed it in her top drawer as she said, "Okay, you've got Crissy, she's just inside that door at the top of the stairs." I looked up where she pointed and saw the open door just beyond the narrow wooden stairway. "Thank you," I whispered heading towards the stairs. It had been some time since I had been with anyone, so I could feel my cock harden in anticipation. As I grabbed the handrail, a splinter dug into the skin of my left hand. Standing on the third step, I carefully pulled the splinter out and looked closely. No blood. I breathed; relieved I hadn't drawn blood, no telling what they might do here if I were bleeding. Reaching the top few steps, I could see into the room. She was on her back, with her head propped up on pillows looking down at me. Her hair looked a bit greasy, needing washing, and I wondered how much semen coated the auburn strands. I glanced at her breasts and then back at her head, one of the short curls tumbled down over her forehead, damn that turned me on. She looked at me and I saw her lips silently say, "Come on Baby." I stepped into the room and moved toward the bed. Reaching the bed, I pulled off my clothes and stood naked before her. She gently took my cock and led me over to a basin, where she wet her hands, soaped them up and pensively washed me. When she finished, she rinsed my cock off with a damp cloth, then dried me and walked back to the bed. I followed her, gazing into her dark brown eyes. I stood a moment as she positioned herself and then looked up to me. Turning my gaze from her eyes, I approached, climbing onto the bed. I began kissing her thighs, breathing her pungent scent as I got closer to her wet lips. I paused, enthralled at the her curly auburn pubic hair curling and I nuzzled into her and then slipped my fingers inside her. She arched her back and moaned, as I felt the warmth and wetness inside her as she came on my fingers. When she pulled back, I stopped moving my tongue, but left my fingers inside her. She seemed to squeeze closer to me with each pulsation. Without thinking, I rose up on my hands and knees and she grabbed my raging cock, and pulled it toward her. It slipped easily into her dripping pussy and as I thrust I could feel my balls bounce off her. I felt a pressure well up inside me, and with one final deep, fast thrust, I came, splashing inside her. I collapsed, resting for a few minutes, then I gently pulled my cock out of her As I stood up to get dressed, I looked down at her on the bed. She smiled and whispered, "You paid downstairs, but you can tip me if you like." A bit intimidated, I reached into my wallet and pulled out a ten, "Is that enough?" "It's a tip honey, it's your choice." "What do the others tip you?" "Well it depends. The real creeps don't leave anything and I have a real gentleman friend who leaves me a hundred. You, you were sweet, polite and best of all quick, and I liked the way you wanted me to come. Most guys don't care, they just want to come and then go. Ten dollars is fine for you." "You are sure?" "Yes I'm sure, unless you want another go." "No, I don't think I can so soon." "Young guy like you, I bet I could have that thing up and running in no time. See there it's already growing." I looked down and noticed my cock slowly twitching. I grabbed my jockeys and pulled them on saying, "No, I better go." "Suit yourself love." I quickly finished dressing and walked to the door. I looked back at her, but she was looking in a mirror, fixing her hair some and getting ready for her next customer. I fought the urge to vomit and quickly headed down the stairs and out the main entrance. Once out in the street, I reached to my mouth and pulled out a hair that had been annoying me. I took several deep breaths and headed to my car, fighting my nausea the entire way. A Night to Forget The day started out like every other day. Woke up, dragged myself to the bathroom; Stepping in the shower, (I sleep in the nude...) still not fully awake, I let the water cascade over my head. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, I closed my eyes and could feel the water flow over me. I pushed my hair back off my face as the water baptized me, and matted my hair down. I grabbed the soap and started to lather myself up, and the door bell rang. I rushed down the stairs and opened the door and marvelled at the sight in front of me. There stood in front of me a tall gorgeous young woman she had to be at least 6ft. Her long curly blonde hair was pulled back in a gorgeous French twist. She was wearing a skin tight white sweater that stopped right above her bellybutton. For pants, she was wearing a black pair of those spandex like material pants that you always see girls at nightclubs wear. Even though it was winter she was still tanned and toned. She was gorgeous; she had nice firm breasts, shapely long legs that seemed to go on forever and a curvy ass. "Hi, I'm Ana." She said then turned and began to walk away. I shouted after her still flustered at how gorgeous she was "It was nice to meet you!" She just turned her head, winked and said "Yes, it was" and continued to walk away. I wasn't sure what to think but still stared at her ass as she walked away and round the corner. Several minutes later I realised I was still standing at the door in my towel so I went up stairs and jumped back in the shower. Now, as my job involved being stuck behind a cubicle all day, I hardly had any friends in my first year in the big city, and ended up staying at home most nights. It didn't help that my boss was a bastard and worked the whole division like slaves, and we sometimes had to put in 16-hour days. So after a particularly exhausting day at work it wasn't surprising that when I got home I just wanted to go to bed. When I did eventually get home I had a quick meal then went straight to bed. I was so tired that when I got undressed I just fell on top of the covers. I started to dream about Ana. "Who was she?" I just couldn't understand what she had wanted. The next thing I felt was a searing pain. Someone had just slapped my ass, hard. Before I could react, I felt cold metal clasp around my small wrists. I'd never been handcuffed before -- but there was no mistaking what was happening. Ana then shouted. "How do you like that slut?" I tried to move but she forced the weight of her body down to immobilize me. My emotions were mixed with confusion and desire. On one hand -- I was enjoying the thought of sex with Ana, but then it dawned on me that I had no idea who she was and why she was straddling my ass. Out of instinct I started to struggle, but I was no match for her strength. She had me pinned to the bed quite effortlessly. She leaned down and I felt her hot breath in my ear for a moment before she spoke. "I want you to do exactly what I say, ok?" She still had me pinned, but she shifted down the bed and roughly used her knee to force my legs apart. I lay there for a moment not knowing what to expect. An uncontrollable scream escaped as I felt what I presumed to be a tongue licking my ass. She still had a hand holding my handcuffed wrists together on my back, but she was licking my ass with abandon. I writhed and moaned as she fucked me with her tongue. I was so caught up in the bliss that came with having ass tongue fucked, that I was unprepared for the forceful fingers that suddenly shoved themselves deep inside me. Her spare hand let go of my handcuffs and proceeded to slap me hard across the ass. It caught me off guard and for a moment delayed the intense orgasm that was imminent. Then she did it again and this time the pleasure and pain united into a wave of stimuli that served to bring me closer to the sweet release. She slapped my ass hard a third time and I winced with pain, but my body betrayed me as I felt my senses slide over the edge. She shoved her fingers deep inside me one final time and I felt the world spin as the walls of my ass frantically clenched and grabbed at her hand. I felt the sheets moisten with the juices that exploded out of me. My ass and thighs trembled relentlessly with pleasure. She let me lie there still handcuffed until she felt me stop shaking. We were both breathing hard with the combined efforts that went into such an orgasm, but I knew we weren't finished. I lay still knowing that she was enjoying seeing me in this weakened state. After a moment, she roughly grabbed me by my hair and an elbow and practically threw me onto my back. I gasped again from the roughness of it. She mounted my chest, and for the first time tonight I finally saw that she has a massive 10 inch cock. "Suck my cock, you little whore!" she commanded. She put her hands under my neck and lined up her weapon for a lengthy assault. Within seconds, she was drilling my throat with ferocious force, her balls bouncing off my chin as she fucked my throat mercilessly. She fucked my throat for about 5 minutes, until I felt her thick cock, swell to a greater girth and then with a loud grunt, she shoved her entire shaft down my throat and exploded, her cum shooting straight down my open throat and flooding my passageway with warm, salty spunk. As her cock continued to shoot long, thick ropes of jizz, she pulled free of my mouth and coated my face and chest. She then turned me over and she leaned her whole body over me pushing my face into the pillow. With one loud powerful thrust she violently rammed the tip of her cock through my asshole and POPPED! it open with her big mushroom head. IT HURT! And I screamed hard, struggling wildly! Then she pulled out, I breathed heavy with desperate moans trying to escape my mouth. Then again my hips were eased back.......... She pushed me open painfully wide and she tortured me with her thick head moving in till my hole was stretched wide then letting me pop down onto her shaft engulfing her knob. I jumped as it hurt every time. She did this over and over and had me whimpering sounds I had never heard before come out of my mouth. "Relax your asshole and hips, you can squirm and do anything else you want but relax your hole. That's it..... let me have it......mmmmmmmmmmm. Damn you're nice and tight." It was brutal as she only used the mushroomed head of her cock. I was sweating hard but each time it hurt a little less as she forced me open and I popped. I moaned and whimpered hard as she stopped and said "Why don't you relax a moment." "I love popping assholes open she said, the violent panicked reaction and the feel of stabbing at tender flesh and injuring it just excites me. Like a trapped animal slowly being devoured a little at a time. Hmmmmmm I like the thought of my cock as an animal slowly taking a little from you each time." "Now I'm going to leave it in you awhile, just relax and try to adjust to the size. Breeeeath. That's it." I weakly glanced in the mirror and saw her fully bent over me, her big cock pointing straight down into my ass. She looked so ready to............ "Sssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I can tell you're thinking. Don't look at what's about to come just relax." She began rubbing my hips and belly, massaging and feeling it in a strange way, a very calculated way. I was scared and cried as my whole body shook with fear. "You're tight right here" he said rubbing my belly very gently, "just relax." Just listen to my soft voice and relax, that's it, your legs, now back, arms, deep breathes. She cooed softly in my ear "is this the kind of FUCK! You dreamed of? (I WAS SCARED TO DEATH) I know it hurts but I bet to a slut like you it also feels sooooooooo good doesn't it? The feeling of being used for my pleasure. Finally what you always have wanted, a big thick cock in your ass. Do you feel like a WHORE? A SLUT! A piece of fuckin meat? Now it's time to GO FOR THE KILL! She leaned into me slightly letting her big knob pulse against my opening. I whimpered, white with fear my whole body tingling. She leaned back, holding my hips at arm distance and then pulled herself forward hard ramming her hips against my pinned body. The thud against the bed was loud, my rim muscle exploded open my inside shoved out of the way as her mass of flesh forced its way up in me. I screamed as it felt like my legs were being forced out on each side. My hips seemed to be yanked apart to accommodate her. It felt like a leg was on either side of her big cock and I was being pulled apart like a wishbone. My insides tried to come up through my throat interrupting the screaming already in progress. I couldn't even feel my ass, it was numb with pleasure or pain all I could feel was the inside of my body being filled. Her strong hands and outstretched arms held my quivering hips as she leaned back, arms sliding my ass slowly up onto her mass of flesh, inching deeper and deeper. As she leaned over my back I felt her begin to withdraw. I moaned and moaned as the feeling change to a suction. My legs shook uncontrollably at the sensation. With recoiled hips she was ready for a second thrust. She snapped her hips hard as she plunged into me with more force. I felt it in my stomach as her shaft exploded past the curve in my intestines deep into my bowels. A whoosh of air left my lungs as I frantically tried to climb forward off her but her strong arms pulled me back. I cried and bucked trying to get her out of me but it didn't work. My whole body was tingling as my hips separated hard once again. She quickly recoiled and slammed her cock deeper into my ass knocking the air out of me again before I could breath in. She held it in me deep, and I SCREEEEEAMED!!!!!!! OVER AND OVER, ARCHING MY BACK WILDLY. She pulled almost all the way out slowly then WHAM!!! Back in me. She was breathing really hard and her whole body looked lustful and scary as her hips recoiled and snapped forward again. WHAM!!! Her pelvis smashed into my ass, her cock digging deep. My screaming was non-stop and her thrusts began to pick up speed. WHAM!!! WHAM!!! WHAM!!! WHAM!!! She climbed forward on my ass a little more and let loose humping me hard and fast. My body flailed as I screamed. My vision blurred as the pain and pleasure began to blur and become indistinguishable. Yet every thrust sent shocked waves through me. She pounded me, I fought, she squirmed on top of my ass maneuvering for the deepest thrusts, I squirmed and struggled desperately trying to get free but it was useless. With each thrust I felt all my energy to fight, squirm and even scream drain away as she began to literally beat me senseless with her massive cock. Her cock stretched me so far I was in an erotic pain. The seal was airtight so every time she pulled out a huge suction was created and I thought my insides where being sucked out. Every time she thrust in it was like a telephone pole was rammed in me. My head spun and vision blurred as the last of my struggling energy disappeared. I was at the mercy of her hungry cock. The next thing I knew I was dropped thrown to the floor. She got up and circled me, juice dripping from her glistening purple cock. But the view of massive balls straining with seed was what I saw the most. I was weak and sore, moaning uncontrollably. She went to all fours and crawled around me before disappearing behind me and mounting me again, this time her thrust propelled me forward into the mat. Her arms grabbed my hips and pulled them back and up off the mat, my legs forced to each side spreading me open. She swung her hips forward again and the force of his insertion propelled me flat onto the mat with a sting. "I can't hold out much longer." she said "I'm going to empty this one first." she said gently cupping one ball. She pushed my legs together and quickly straddled my legs. Her hands pulled my hips off the mat a little as she inched up. I felt her knob easily nestle into the gaping hole in me, her shaft resting along the back of my thighs. She leaned over and with a hard thrust, plunged into me riding me like a horse my body flailing forward in little leaps on the mat by the force of each hard angry, ripping thrust. She humped like a wild dog. Then with an explosion that made me feel like I would burst, her cum shot deep into my intestines, from one side to the other the feeling disappearing deep within me. Over and over her balls convulsed, spilling her seed into me. Followed by angry pounding thrusts as if loading gunpowder into a cannon. It took several moments for me to even realize the sounds of whimpering crying between screams were coming from my mouth. I was shaking uncontrollably. I didn't know where she was and couldn't even think straight. I just expected her to enter me again at any moment. Moments passed and it seemed like it might be over. Then all of a sudden a big weight was on my whole body and her cock slammed up in me again like a wild animal feeding on it's kill. It lasted forever before another load shot up into my intestines. My belly was filled as each thrust disappeared deep within me. Again she dismounted. It must have happened 5-10 more times, I lost count and lost consciousness. I awoke unable to move but in the exact same position she had left me. Lying on the mat asshole gaping, legs splayed wide open. She rubbed the hair away from my face as her cock eased down inside me. "NOW! You are a WHORE" she said. She leaned over and whispered softly "and this is just the beginning of a 3 day weekend, all of which you are going to spend right here on your floor, in your bed, bent over every piece of furniture you have." Now you are a BITCH!!! WHAM! WHAM!! WHAM! WHAM!! WHAM! WHAM!! WHAM! WHAM!! WHAM! WHAM!! WHAM! WHAM!! WHAM! WHAM!! WHAM! WHAM!! A Night To Forget Ch. 2 In the 2 months Mike stayed with us, he raped me every other night. Since the first time I hadn't had my period. I was pregnant. I told him so. He smiled. "That's just what I wanted." I didn't understand. How could he want me to get pregnant? "I love you Anne. Don't you know that? All I want is to be with you and have your children." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. He loved me? But how could he after he'd raped me and made me pregnant? I ran. Upstairs to my room, I ran there instinctively. But Mike followed me. He sat on the bed beside me as I cried. Stroking my hair, just like he did that first night. I looked up at him. "Why?" "Because I love you. Isn't that reason enough?" "But I don't love you!" "Yes, you do. You just don't realize it." I asked him to leave. I lay there on my bed crying for the rest of the day and all night. He didn't come to see me that night, even though I was due for a visit. Somebody else did instead. I heard my door creak open and footsteps as they entered my room. There was some muffled whispers and I realised there were two people. The only people in the house were me, Mike, my mum, Fran, my dad, John and my older brother, Taylor. Who out of them would be sneaking into my room in the middle of the night? I decided to be brave. I leaned over to the lamp beside my bed and turned it on. Before I could even open my mouth to scream they jumped on me and tied something around my mouth. "Now keep still and be a good little girl for daddy." Said my father. My eyes darted around the room trying to understand what was happening, but I couldn't. There weren't just two people in here, there were four. Everyone was. Dad, mum, Mike and even Taylor. What the hell were the doing here and why had the gagged me? I just didn't understand. I had gone to bed, as usual in just my panties, and sitting up like this gave everyone a clean view of my 32dd breasts. I felt myself go red. I still didn't know what was going on or why. But my father explained. "Mike came and told me and your mother everything today." My eyes widened and I slowly began to cry. "He told us both all the saucy details. And I have to say it turned us both on. A lot. So… we decided we had to come and try out our slut of a daughter for ourselves." I dropped my head. I was in shock. I couldn't believe what I had just heard. Then I looked up and my gaze set on Taylor. "Oh, and this eve's dropper heard everything as well, he wanted to have some fun with his little sister, so how could we not let him join in the party?" I shook my head pleadingly. It didn't matter. I could see the bulge in Taylor trousers and knew I couldn't stop what was going to happen. My father leaned in to me and kissed my nose. "It's going to be okay Ann, you'll love it, really." He stood up and undid his trousers, Taylor did the same, Mike had disappeared somewhere. Dad told me to suck my brother's dick while mum sucked his. Taylor slowly took off my gag and replaced it with his 7" member. I lay back on the bed as he forced it in and out of my mouth. I looked over at dad. Mum was greedily sucking and licking at my father's penis. I couldn't tell properly as it was in my mother's mouth, but it looked to be about 11". That scared me as Mike's was only 8ish". I continued to suck on my brother's dick until I felt his hot cum fill the back of my throat. Then my father told him to sit on the other side of the room with him to watch. Watch as my mother came over and climbed on top of me. She kissed my lips and tasted my brother's cum. Then she swapped ends, so we were in the 69 position. But if they thought I was going to lick my mother's pussy they were wrong. I could see it though, dripping wet, waiting to be licked. As I was contemplating running my tongue over her clit, she did just that to me. A wave of pleasure ran over my body. I couldn't believe another woman could make me feel like this, especially my own mother! "Umm… She tastes so good John!" She said to my father. "I'll find out soon enough, love." And my mother got back to working on my clit and pussy. It felt wonderful as my mum drove me towards an orgasm, and I couldn't help myself, I reached out and licked her pussy. I felt her quiver under my tongue and heard my father mumble something about finally enjoying myself. My mum came quickly and I soon followed. She turned to face me again and kissed me. "Thank you, Ann. You taste like the slut you are." Then she slapped me hard around the face, very hard. I fell unconscious. I woke up to find Taylor on top of me, inserting his dick into my vagina. I screamed at him to stop, but someone, my father I think, put a hand over my mouth. I could feel the head of his dick as it slid into my pussy. I closed my eyes. I could feeling him push his dick in and out, pumping me harder and faster each time. When I opened my eyes I spotted Mike, he was back after he disappeared. And now I know where he went. To get the video camera! Now I began to struggle, I didn't want this happening to me, let alone it being taped for other people to see! The struggling didn't help. My father was strong and held me down as my brother continued to ride me. Then I felt him explode inside me. I was shocked at how much cum his let off after already cumming once in my mouth. When he was done, my father climbed on top of me. He smiled an evil smile at me. "I don't want your brother's seconds." And with that he turned me over. I tried to escape again, but he slapped my ass so hard I just lay there. "Just for that, you'll lick your mother's pussy again while I fuck your virgin ass. I saw how much you liked tasting your mother's juices, now you can do it again, and do a good job for mummy now. So as my father went down to lick my pussy and lubricate my ass, my mum sat on my face and I ate her pussy for the second time. I have to admit, I enjoyed being eaten and even eating my mum, she tasted better than I could imagine, and I had imagined licking another woman's pussy. Not my mother's in particular, but… beggar's can't be choosers. Suddenly my father stopped lubricating my ass, and I could feel the tip of his cock push against the opening of my ass. As he began to push, I licked my mum's pussy even faster, driving her over the edge. As she got off me, Taylor got on. He waved his half limp dick in my face and forced it into my mouth. "Suck it good, slut." So I sucked as my father fucked. Pushing harder and deeper. It burned my ass. Then I felt his balls hit my pussy. He was all the way in, all 11". He began drawing his cock out, then shoving it back in, always getting faster. I moaned in pain on my brother's dick, which made him fuck my face even harder. "Oh, baby, my baby daughter. Your virgin ass is so good. I'm gonna shoot soon." He did, at that moment in fact. A second later Taylor came in my mouth, for the second time that night. I swallowed again. I didn't know what else to do with it. They both pulled out of my holes. One sore and oozing with cum, the other sticky and dripping with cum. I hoped they were done. "Well, we all enjoyed that." Said my father "And we have decided that you shall marry Mike and have his child. And more if he wishes. You shall all live here with us, and we will be one very, very close family." With that they all left. * * * * * I'm now 23. I did marry Mike and I did have his child. We still live with my parents and are one big family. Especially now that I have had my brother's child and am pregnant with my father's. We never stopped the gangbangs, even through my pregnancy. "Preparing the baby for what's to come" dad says. After all, we are one very close family.