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Bedroom Windows Ch. 01

By: The_Druggist



32 year old Jennifer Bracken loved the 'new' look of her bedroom. Her loving husband Mark had just replaced the two tiny windows with three huge bay windows. Every time she came into the room she stood looking amazedly at them. During the day the second story windows gave a wonderful view of their secluded wooded back yard.

Even this evening as she stood in her towel she smiled. She did think, however it was time to put up some drapes or something. She tried to imagine a multitude of different ideas but couldn’t come up with anything. She had hoped to call in an interior decorator but unfortunately Mark's company went out of business and was forced to find another job. This new job sucked, less pay (for now), travel time, and worst of all for the first three months he had 10pm to 6am shift. When he got home around 7am she was getting ready to leave for her job. A few evening hours were certainly not enough to meet their emotional or sexual needs. Mark had been so out of sorts in his first month that even on his days off there seemed to be little desire and any of that was usually ruined by a money related fight. She knew however that in two more months the nightshift would be over and the money would be back.

Shaking off her daydream she removed her towel and wrapped it around her hair. She noticed her reflection in the bay window and looked at herself. Her nice 34c tits have held up well, her nipples still had that nice upward pertness. Her petite body shown a nice tan. She knew however with her new bikini she would need to shave more. She then walked over to her bed, picked up her tank top PJ and slipped it over her head. Her little cotton sleep shorts came next. In the reflection she looked great, except for the towel on her head. She spun around and head to the bathroom to blow-dry.

She had no clue she was being watched. 

Each night she performed the same ritual. As soon as Mark left at 9:30pm she would pop in a cup of tea in the microwave and set it for 5 minutes for a good long boil. She'd flick on the switch and then head up to shower and change. She'd then come down, call her sister and chat for while drinking her tea. Then she'd head up to watch TV in bed and fall asleep.

Each night Tommy Willis performed the same ritual as well. He'd climb what was left of a rotted tree ladder up into a dilapidated old treefort from many years past. It provided the perfect height and cover to watch the lovely Ms Bracken strip each night. He especially liked when she took off her sports bra and bounced her tits briefly, as though she was checking to see if they were still firm. He thought they were perfect.

At 19, Tommy had been cutting the Bracken lawn for the first few weeks of the summer as well as all last summer. Each week he'd park is ratty old pickup in the driveway and wheel out his old push mower. It was decent money and he enjoyed watching Jennifer tool around her garden in her cutoffs and sportsbra. She had a nice petite body, toned and tanned, she couldn't have weighed more than 100 pounds. The bra wrapped tightly around her chest and he would get an instant hard-on whenever he noticed her nipples popping through. He wondered if she knew he was looking at her tits. 

The pinnacle of his observations came earlier this summer when she came out wearing a tank top. She waved a friendly hello to him as he pushed past. Her titties jiggled just slightly enough for him to notice. She then disappeared for awhile. He noticed her a short time later when he came around the side of the house. She was bending over her flowers to cut a few early roses. At that moment the arm hole of her tank hung low and her perfect little breast was hanging in plain sight for him to see. Just then she cut her flower and stood back up and then headed back into the house. Tommy couldn’t wait to get home to whack off to the sight etched in his head. At that moment he became determined to see more of her...but how.

The answer was almost presented right to his face the next week. Jennifer was not home to his disappointment but Mark was busy carrying large windows out to the back yard along with other carpentry material. He proudly explained to Tommy how he was going to change the bedroom windows by himself. He even brought him up to the bedroom to show how it would look from the inside. Tommy only noticed two things, the bed where he imagined Jennifer got fucked in and the pair of panties that were visible in the clothes basket. He wanted to steal them so bad he could taste it, but didn’t dare at the moment.

When Tommy was back outside mowing he noticed something else, an old treefort in one of the many ancient trees bordering the edge of the yard. Perhaps if he came back after dark he might be able to sneak up there with a pair of binoculars.

The very next week Tommy was informed that they weren’t going to need him the rest of the summer as he got most of the story about Marks job and new hours. Tommy knew, however, his visits to the house would not stop now. Definitely not.

Every few days he would visit the house after dark and sneak around back. He parked his truck a half mile away in the opposite direction that Mark went to work. Mark was advancing far too slowly on the new windows. Eventually though he had them in. By this time Tommy had figured out his schedule but was getting there too late as Jennifer was already in her night outfit by the time he got there. He was excited though as there were no blinds whatsoever yet on the new windows. He decided to get there before Mark left for work. It was already darkening and it was easy to sneak into the backyard through the heavy wooded area around their secluded home. He watched Mark drive off at 9:30 and he scrambled up the tree, his heart pounding 1000 times a minute. He crouched on the unstable boards of the rickety structure

He watched Jennifer in the lighted kitchen put a cup of something in the microwave and then disappear. When the light turned on in the bedroom Tommy instantly dropped his pant and began to stroke himself. Jennifer came in the room and just stood and stared at the window for a few minutes. Tommy whispered to himself "c'mon, c'mon get naked...i want to see your titties". Suddenly she unbuttoned her shorts and they dropped to the floor and she kicked them into the basket. The panties followed. Tommy stopped stroking for a second just so the binoculars would stop shaking. He could see her clearly enough without them, but with them it was as though her bush was three feet away. She then pulled the sports bra up over her head and tossed it in the basket. Tommy immediately started spewing cum onto the wall of the treefort. "yeah you bitch, oh thank you, thank you for letting me see your tits and cunt."

He waited patiently while she went into the bathroom to bath or shower. He was hard again when she came back into the room with her towel on. She pulled some nightclothes out of her dresser and dropped them on the bed. She then removed the towel and wrapped it around her hair. Tommy came again as watched her get dressed. The rest of the evening proved boring as she talked on the phone forever while drinking her tea. She then went up to bed flicked off the light and the TV on. He wasn’t high enough to see her in the bed but figured she would just be sleeping, besides it was much darker in the room. Perhaps another night he would climb higher.

The next two weeks he'd watch her do the same thing each night. He had even brought a video camera so now he could jackoff in bed while watching her. Unfortunately repetitively brought boredom. He wanted something more. He had climbed higher and could see her in bed but couldn’t tell if she was masturbating or not. He didn’t think so. He was even considering stopping his visits.

That’s when he saw the news special on the date rape drug. He couldn’t believe that this drug could knock the girl out and guys would fuck them without them even knowing. He whacked off again. He now knew someday soon he would be sucking on lovely Ms. Brackens tits and filling her cunt with his cum.

It was Monday after work and Jennifer was just finishing cutting the lawn herself when she noticed something odd. An old two by four was lying next to one of the old trees out back. She walked out and picked it up. When she realized it probably fell from that old treehouse she was about to toss it when she noticed that some of the bark on the tree was gashed away under one of the nailed in ladder steps. Fresh sap leaked out. She put a little pressure on the wood and it slipped down into the fresh gash. Curious she climbed up. When she reached the fort she noticed a few freshly broken off branches and scratch marks. Then she looked over at her house and was shocked that the fort was directly across from her bedroom window. When she looked down and noticed all the dried stains of the fort wall she almost freaked. Someone had been watching her and masturbating. She quickly got down the tree and went to wake her sleeping husband.

When she saw him sleeping she decided to wait and give him a few more hours to rest. She went down to the kitchen to think about it. She looked up at the fort through the window and wondered who went up there. It creeped her out. She thought about the few neighbors they had nearby. None of them fit the mold yet she wasn't sure. Unexpectantly she thought of a stranger watching her while jerking off and it made her wet. Suddenly she wanted to go wake up Mark and have him screw her. 

For the next few hours she walked around in a daze thinking about it. What had he seen? She shivered when she thought of how she would look at herself and pose in the reflection of the windows. Had seen her masturbate in bed?

She found herself up the tree again looking at the window. She knew it was too low to see the bed but she also noticed how someone had climbed higher in the tree. But she had the bedroom lights out and her hand was under the covers so he couldn’t have seen much. Again she looked at the many spatters on the old boards. Just how many times had he cum? It was many.

A few minutes later she crawled naked into bed and onto Mark. He was aroused quickly and she almost came the moment his cock entered her very wet pussy. She ground her hips against him furiously. She almost cried out when he began to cum in only a few seconds. Oh she wanted more. He apologized as he got out of bed and headed for the shower. Her fingers were in her pussy as the shower door closed. The image of a faceless stranger stroking a cock came to her head. She felt her orgasm coming fast. The strangers cock began to pulsate and cum began shooting all over the treefortwalls. Jennifer’s hips bucked and she moaned out load as she came.

Later that evening as Mark prepared to leave for his shift Jennifer sat on the couch with butterflies in her stomach. She felt sick. How could she have not told Mark about the fort? How could she stay in the house after he left? It was getting dark already. Was he already out there waiting to see her naked? Her pussy stirred.

As Mark turned right out of the driveway she watched him go. She had to get out of the house. She grabbed her car keys and decided for a ride downtown. She took a left out of the driveway towards town. She felt more relaxed already.

After only about a half a mile she noticed a pickup trucked pulled partway into the woods on the left. She instantly recognized it as Tommys. It took only another second to realize who her voyeur was. She thought about him, not particularly good looking in fact he was quite a dork, pale white skin that was always sunburnt and about fifty pounds overweight. He probably never even had a girlfriend. She remembered him always looking at her yet she was always friendly and even flirted with him sometimes cause she felt bad for him. And now he had been jacking off while voyeuring her.

After driving around a bit she figured she'd head back, lock up and sleep in the guest room. Tomorrow she'd leave a note in the fort for him to stop. That should embarrass him enough to go away.

Tommy was surprised to see Jennifer drive off after Mark left. He didn’t quite know what to do. He couldn’t imagine that she'd notice his truck though he cursed himself for not pulling in farther like he had done before. He was too excited tonight as he was going to plan how to get her drugged so he could fuck her. When she got home a while later he watched as she poured herself a glass of wine. His cock was already out in anticipation of her nightly strip.

The wine tasted good and relaxed Jennifer greatly. She poured herself a second glass and sat in the TV room with the shades pulled.

So what if he had seen her naked. She smiled at the thought of making a boys wildest dreams come true. Maybe, just maybe, she'd give him one last look, what the fuck. She finished her second glass of wine and headed upstairs.

She stood outside her door shaking, not quite knowing what to do. She flicked on the light and stepped in.

He almost jumped when he saw the bedroom light flick on. He knew something was different with her as she moved strangely, nervously. He knew she had some wine so he figured maybe she was getting a buzz. Anything new would be good. She unbuttoned her shirt. "Mmmm, let me see those tits that ill be sucking on soon enough." He saw her tits but for a second before she stepped into the bathroom and was gone. "What? A two second titty shot and no cunt?" He smiled. "No matter, Ill be getting a real good close up of your little pussy."

Her heart was pounding as she stepping in the shower. She had just purposely exposed herself to Tommy. She closed her eyes as the hot water pounded on her body. Her fingers slid into her pussy as she imagined him stroking his fat little cock. She wished she could watch. A buzz took over her body as she came. She wanted to show him more though. She got out of the shower and patted herself dry.

"Oh yes!" Tommy muttered to himself as he watched Jennifer walk into the bedroom totally naked. "That’s more like it". She walked over to the drawer and instead of pulling out a nightie she grabbed a bottle of oil off the dresser. He watched her pour some in her hand on start rubbing it onto her arms and then her belly. He began to stroke himself harder at the new vision. When she began to massage her tits he almost shot his load, but forced himself to stop. He sensed something better was coming. "Oh why didn’t I bring the camera tonight?"

Her body quivered as she rubbed the oil on herself. Her eyes closed, she pictured Tommy watching her. She knew the teen had probably seen her many times already but not like this. The fire inside her demanded she do more. Her hands went to her pussy. She was soaked.

Tommy couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Holy crap, she was sliding her fingers in her pussy! He watched her slowly stroke herself and then sit on the edge of the bed. He quickly climbed to the higher branch just above where he could clearly see the entire bed.

She sat still on the edge of the bed allowing Tommy the time she knew it would take to get higher. She only hoped he could still see her. Jennifer then lied back on the bed and rubbed her tits more, then back to her pussy.

Tommy stroked his cock hard and fast. This was a sight to remember forever.

In her mind Tommy was straddling her chest and jerking off inches from her face. She fingerfucked herself furiously as she imagined the spattering of his cum all over her face. She began to orgasm harder than she had ever before.

Tommy shot his load downward onto the floor of the fort. "Thank you...wow...oh you are a little cum slut, aren’t you Ms. Bracken?" He knew where his next load of cum was going to end up. He watched her bedroom go dark. He climbed down the tree and headed back through the woods to his truck.

After shutting off the light Jennifer ran downstairs in the dark to the kitchen window. She strained her eyes to see anything. Then she saw a glimpse of him as he hopped from the last ladder board and disappeared into the woods. She wanted to run out to the tree and see if she could see the fresh globs of his cum still there.

She climbed back into bed and thought of what she might do tomorrow. Perhaps she would shave her pussy in his view. Yeah, he would definitely like that.

Tommy climbed into his truck and headed towards the seedy part of town. There was still time before he was going to meet his connection to buy some of that magical sleeping drug.

Tomorrow night, she thought, ill give him another good show...

Tomorrow night, he thought, I'm gonna bury my cock in that sleeping beauty...

-Continued in Ch.2-

Bedroom Windows Ch. 02



At 6:30am the alarm woke Jennifer Bracken from an incredibly refreshing sleep. The sunlight spread across her bed and warmed her body. As she lay there she recalled the events of the previous night. She still had a hard time believing that she had purposely stripped, oiled her body and masturbated in plain sight of the boy who cut her grass. Nineteen year old Tommy had seen her as no other man had. Not even her husband Mark had seen her make herself cum.

At 12:30 Tommy Willis's mother yelled at him to get out of bed. He rubbed his eyes and sat up. He too, thought of last night. Images of lovely Ms Bracken's oiled naked body laying on the bed, hips bucking in the throws of an intense orgasm. An erection rose quickly. He fought the urge to jack off. He wanted to be fully charged for tonight. Opening the nightstand drawer he pulled out a baggie with small vial inside. It was a vile of firsts. The first chance to touch and kiss a bare breast, slide a tongue between pussy lips and taste, and the feel of them wrapped tightly around his cock. For the first time his load would end up where it was supposed to be.

He shook the sleepiness out of his head, got dressed without showering and headed out to Burger King to cook fries for the next 6 hours. It would take forever to become nightfall.

Jennifer sat behind her computer monitor barely able to concentrate the entire day. One minute she felt stupid and perverse for her actions and the next minute she wanted to slide her fingers inside her panties. She couldn’t figure out what turned her on about being watched. Its not like she wanted to become a stripper or anything.

Later that day she found her answer. From her cubicle she had been observing the office when one of the new young interns came into the office with some papers and stepped into her manager Lou's office. Missy, A pretty girl, she beamed proudly as she placed the papers on his desk and proceeded to point out some things on the papers. Lou, a forty-something man looked at the numbers and then something else. Although her vantage point was twenty feet away, Jennifer watched as the Lou's gaze turned from the papers to Missy's chest. Dressed conservatively her blouse still gapped as she leaned and Lou was taking a good long gaze down her shirt at her hanging titties. Moments after Missy left his office, he closed his door for five minutes. It was then when she realized what a thrill it was for guys to see what they weren’t supposed to see, and it was thrilling her to let them see. Well Tommy anyway.

It was 9:30pm and Mark had just left, as usual. Jennifer had already confirmed Tommy's presence via a pair of binoculars from the darkened guestroom. She could easily see his movements in the cramped treefort. She was already wet. She had also opened the second french door in the bathroom, giving a better view for Tommy. For some reason she even cleaned up the room and vacuumed. It was all her nervous energy.

Barely able to contain himself Tommy tried to remain calm. From his perch he watched Mark leave and knew the show was coming. As soon as her tea was done in the microwave he would slip in his potion while she was still in the shower. He was glad to see that Jennifer didn’t leave the house tonight and things seemed normal again.

As always, his heart jumped when the bedroom light came on. He was pleasantly surprised to see both bathroom doors open. He watched as Jennifer pulled out a bag from next to the bed. God, she was gorgeous, perfect tan lines, beautiful smile, sexy walk. She dumped some clothes onto the bed and picked up a tiny top. Tommy smiled, "Bikini's, nice!." For the next 15 minutes he watched without blinking as the lovely Ms. Bracken stripped off her clothes and tried on at least five different suits. "You're killing me here Ms. B" he murmured as he fought off the incredible urge to jerk off. The last bikini was the smallest by far and Jennifer seemed to be concerned about some hair showing. She stripped off the suit and disappeared into the bathroom.

Jennifer leaned back against the bathroom wall out of view of the window. Her fingers went right to her clit. She knew Tommy had to have cum already, his load splattering against the treefort walls. Her knees trembled as she quickly came. Quickly regaining her composure she opened the shower door and grabbed her razor and shave gel. Then back in view of the window, she sat on the edge of the tub, spread her legs slightly and began applying the gel to the edges of her pubic hair.

Once again Tommy found himself blown away by Jennifer. He zoomed in as best he could, watching every small careful stroke of the razor. When Jennifer put one foot up on the tub edge for better access he could swear he could see her pussy lips part slightly. When she was done she had left only a narrow strip of hair above her slit. "I hope you don’t mind if the pussy examiner takes a closer look at that later? I didn't think so." HE laughed to himself.

Jennifer stood up and admired her work. She fought the urge to look at the window as she knew eyes were trained on her. She wondered if he had cum a second time. Wrapping a towel around her she went downstairs and popped her tea cup in the microwave and headed back up to shower. Under the steaming beads of water Jennifer made herself cum again. She had done her job well, she knew she had satisfied her voyeur.

Or so she thought.

She hardly gave it a second thought that the microwave clock showed 10:05 rather than 'DONE' as it usually read when finished. By the time she thought about again in a minute she couldn’t be sure what it had read. She shrugged her shoulders and picked up the phone and dialed her sister. As she spoke she cleaned up the kitchen and closed and locked the sliding door. The warm breeze had felt nice blowing through the house.

Tommy watched and waited. When she locked the sliding door that he had used to get in the kitchen he smirked. "Don't forget about the back garage door. I think somehow it unlocked itself."

As Jennifer chatted with her sister her mood about her actions changed and she again felt slutty and swore to herself that this couldn’t possibly go on. She soon finished her call and her tea and sat on her couch clutching her robe closed tightly and wished Mark was home. She also began to feel funny.

She headed upstairs and sat down on her bed. Maybe she'd just close her eyes for a few minutes until the dizziness passed.

Tommy watched her as she lay back on the bed. When thirty excruciating minutes passed without the slightest movement he slowly climbed down the tree. His knees were shaking, his cock was hard.

When the alarm went off at 6:30am Jennifer woke with a start. She had a slight headache but more than that she had a weird feeling about her. Her body tingled and she rubbed herself all over. When her hand reached her pussy she realized it felt like it was, crusty. She pulled off her panties and sat up. The little hair that she had left on her mound was matted down. It was as though Mark was home and had fucked her. She put on her robe and called for Mark. There was no answer. She took a long hot shower to wake herself up. Maybe she had masturbated before going to sleep. She couldn't remember. When she finished drying off she went back to the bedroom to get dressed for work. As she stepped into the bedroom she looked down and froze in her tracks.

Indented in the freshly vacuumed carpet were large sneaker footprints. She only noticed them because the low angle of the sun through the window gave even the tinniest ridges a shadow. That's when she realized that Tommy Willis had been in the room. Somehow he had snuck into the house, drugged her, stripped her, took out his fat cock and fucked her.

Tommy sat in front of his computer and began to download images to his screen. Images of pretty, perfectly tanned, innocent Jennifer Bracken filled the screen. At first dressed, then an agonizingly slow sequence of clothing removal. Eventually full screen images of Jennifer totally naked appeared. Close ups of her face, her tits, her ass and finally her cunt. He took at least two dozen shots of her pussy, spreading her legs wide for some, his finger inserted for another. Tommy couldn’t help but whack off.

Jennifer didn't mention a thing to Mark as they spent their brief 15 "Hi I’m home,"

"Hi I gotta leave" minutes in the morning. She knew she would get no work done today.

As Tommy watched the images scroll by on his screen he replayed last nights scenario in his head. He remembered how beautiful Jennifer looked, how peaceful, how innocent. All aggressiveness was gone. After he had removed all her clothes and photographed every inch of her body he stripped and lay next to her. He felt big and fat seeing his bloated white body next to her trim fit figure. He knew he would never have a girl like this so he was going to enjoy it now.

Jennifer had never budged when he had massaged her tits and then sucked on them. He spent forever kissing every square inch of flesh. He spread her legs and clumsily licked her pussy, noting how her titties jiggled slightly with any movement.

Tucked away in her cubicle Jennifer sat in disbelief of what must have happened. This had gotten so far out of hand it was scary. She pictured Tommy's large body on top of her pumping away until he released his load inside of her. Jennifer sat ashamed at the fact that she was now wet with excitement. The image returned again and again.

Tommy's hardon wilted slightly when he thought of how long it took him to get his cock inside her and when he had worked it in he had starting cumming before he even got a chance to fuck. His smile returned as well as the stiffness to his cock when he thought how easily it slipped inside her twenty minutes later. How incredible it was to fuck someone. As he thought of his two loads inside her he was about to cum.

"What the fuck are you doing?, you little shit"

It was Tommy's older brother Jake home unexpectedly. Being quite muscular he easily tossed Tommy out of his seat. "What have we got here?" He began flipping through the images on the screen.

Jennifer's rational seemed all but lost. How could she not be freaked out by what happened? Why was she turned on? She put herself in Tommy's shoes. If seeing her naked would cause such a thrill how incredibly exhilarating it must have been for him to have fucked her. Even as she sat there some of his cum was still inside her. It felt so good to feel so dirty. She only wished she could have watched it. At the same moment her phone rang.

Five minutes later she hung up the phone. Mark had just informed her that his dad would be coming the next day for a short visit. He would of course be bringing Bently, his intimidating but brainless Rotweiler. She sighed as she knew that would be the end of Tommy's nightly viewing as Bently liked to sleep outside. That was okay she thought, she had taken this far too deep and this would be a quick and easy end to it.

Her thoughts turned to Tommy. Again she wished she could have watched it. Then a terribly wicked idea formed in her pretty little head. She still had one more night. But would Tommy be coming back again?

It was 9:30 and Mark kissed her goodbye. She reassured him that his dad's visit was fine, he was a nice old man and she'd feel safer with ol Bently around. Mark smiled and left.

Jennifer slowly climbed the stairs and turned on the bedroom light. Stepping out of the sight of the window she walked to the closet. She had already placed the video camera on the upper shelf. Reaching up she pressed the record button. The image of her bed flashed on the view screen. She adjusted the picture and zoomed in slightly. Carefully then she placed some clothes around it, virtually hiding it from sight.

Her mind was running like a freight train. She still had many chances to change her mind. She popped her cup in the microwave and looked at the screen door. She left it unlocked. Maybe he wasn’t even here tonight. As she stepped in the shower she knew he was. Was she really going to allow this to happen? She had never been into sex that much and was always looked upon as the good girl, but she had to see his look, his reaction, his pure enjoyment that he got from using her body. She loved that phrase, using her body.

As Jennifer approached the microwave she knew he'd been there. The microwave read 9:58 instead of DONE. She didn’t call her sister, just took out the cup, sat down at the table and looked at it. Five minutes later, it was empty.

At first she thought that maybe there wasn’t anything in it, but when she stood up a wave of dizziness fell over her. At that moment she panicked. She had to make it upstairs, if she passed out down here he might just fuck her on the couch. The dizziness passed for a moment and she quickly made it upstairs.

She wanted to look sexy as hell without looking slutty. The best way would be to lay a pair of old pajamas on the bed as though she was going to wear those but never had a chance to put them on. She knew Tommy would get a kick out of the tiny thong panties and cropped tee-shirt she wore under her robe.

She laid down on the bed and smiled knowing that she couldn’t turn back now if she tried. She fell asleep thinking about what she might see on the tape.

It would be nothing that she had ever expected.

She almost screamed when she felt a hand on her. It was Mark. She looked at the clock. It was 7:30, she had slept through the alarm. He laughed and said he could tell she was tired as she had never even gotten her pj's on. "I think you've been drooling too." He then said something about being starving and was going to eat something while she showered. She watched as he stepped out of the room.

The next thing she noticed was the pain. Her tits hurt, her thighs hurt, her pussy hurt and god her ass burned. What had Tommy done to her? She staggered out of bed and stumbled to the closet. She popped out the tape and hid in the pocket of an old winter coat. She then shut the bathroom door and looked at herself in the mirror. A thick crusty white streak ran from the corner of her mouth down her neck. She then removed her robe and massaged her breasts. Her nipples were red and sore. As she looked downwards she almost cried out when she saw the large bruises on the inside of her thighs. Again her bush was matted and tiny white streaks ran down her leg. She quickly got the shower going and cleaned herself.

By lunchtime she felt better although it was a little uncomfortable sitting. As the day wore on she became more and more curious of what was on the tape. At some point Mark called and said he was heading out to the train station to pick up Dad. Jennifer quickly replied that she was getting out early and would meet them home later.

At 3pm Jennifer shut off the car and flew up the stairs to the bedroom. Mark would be at least an hour so yet. She pulled out the tape and popped it in the VCR. She pulled off her pants, blouse and bra and laid back on the bed. Zipping past the beginning she got to the part where she fell asleep. Her fingers were already in her wet pussy as she prepared to watch herself get raped. What the hell had happened to her?

After 5 minutes of watching herself sleeping she began to zip in short bursts until she saw something enter the frame. It was Tommy alright. He sat on the bed next to her and opened her robe. He leaned over and kissed her belly. He then lifted her tiny crop top up exposing her titties. He then leaned over and began sucking them, his hand cupping her pussy.

Jennifer watched transfixed as the surreal scene unfolded on the TV. She had to pull her hand away from herself as not to cum just yet.

Tommy then slowly and carefully pulled down her panties and then licking his fingers he spread her lips and rubbed her clit. He then stood up and took off his pants. His stocky legs were sunburnt below the knee and white as milk above. She could see his short fat cock standing at attention. He then kneeled on the bed between her spread legs and shortly thereafter he was laying on her, fucking her. Her body seemed to disappear beneath him, only her tanned legs and arms were visible under the disgusting, rocking mound of flesh.

Jennifer’s fingers were deep inside her again in anticipation of his orgasm. It was so hard to believe that that body was on top of her just last night. She heard him moaning and watched as came inside her. Jennifer came too, moaning loudly herself. Then something odd occurred. Tommy climbed off of her, grabbed a towel from the bathroom, wiped her pussy clean, put her panties back on, pulled down her shirt and closed her robe. He then got up and a second later shut off the light.

Her pussy still tingled and she continued to rub it slowly as she tried to make sense of the scene. It was such as slow gentle fuck it couldn’t have left those marks, not to mention the pain. Something else must have happened. She zipped through forty five minutes of blackness when suddenly the light flicked back on again. Jennifer almost dropped the controller.

Tommy had walked in the room, but was followed by someone else. Someone larger, well tanned and muscular. Then she heard his voice.

"Fuckin unbelievable!" The larger boy she barely recognized as Tommy's older brother Jake who had accompanied him the first day last year. She watched Jake walk over to the bed next to her. "You sure the bitch ain’t gonna wake up?" Tommy replied softly. "No, not a chance." Jake undid her robe and flipped it open revealing Jennifer’s scantily clad body. "holy Shit! She's fuckin smokin!" He then turned and grabbed Tommy's shirt collar. "You sure you didn’t fuck her tonight?" Tommy replied meekly, "no, no I didn't."

"Good, now get the fuck outta here!" He shoved Tommy out the door. "And make sure there's a cold beer for me later!"

What followed on the tape, Jennifer could hardly believe. Jake began exploring her body, stripping her naked. He grabbed her tits and began pinching her nipples. "Nice nips, but they could be bigger fer sure." Jennifer winced as she watched him pinch and pull at her tits. After exploring her body for a few minutes Jake pulled off his shorts revealing a rather large cock. For a moment Jennifer marveled at his naked body. Then she watched as he pulled her head to the side of the bed put his cock to her lips. "How about a little taste of cock, babe?" He laughed. He positioned her body on her back and placed a pillow behind her head. Jennifer then watched in horror fascination as he mounted her chest, opened her mouth and began to face fuck her.

A few minutes later he climbed off her upset. "Goddammit bitch I hope you suck better when you're awake" He then spit on his fingers and started finger fucking her hard. "But I'll bet you're still a good fuck!" He then put her ankles on his shoulders and his cock at her hole. Again Jennifer watched her body disappear, her tiny feet pointing to the ceiling. For the next ten minutes he pounded relentlessly into her until finally with a loud grunt he pulled out of her and crawled up to her face. Kneeling above her face he stroked his cock hard with his right hand and held her mouth open with the left. He then began spraying cum into her mouth and on her face. "Mmmm, tastes good huh?." He wiped his cock clean on her lips then left her spread eagled on the bed as he left the room.

Jennifer had already cum twice more as she watched the brutal pounding she got. Never had she been fucked so hard, how good that must have felt. She had a feeling it wasn't over yet. She was right. She zipped for twenty minutes until Jake re-appeared.

After tugging on her tits again he rolled her over and pulled her back on her knees so her ass stuck up into the air. Jennifer refused to believe what she thought he was going to do. Using some her own lotion he got from the dresser he began to work his finger inside her ass. He then put some lotion on his cock and then slowly worked it into her ass. Jennifer had of course never been ass fucked, never even let Mark go near there, it was just not right. Now she watched aghast as Jake had a grip on her hips and was plunging his cock into her tiny hole. Fortunately he came quickly and again let her limp body alone on the bed like a rag doll. A few minutes later Tommy came in, cleaned her up, dressed her and put her in bed. She heard him whisper, "I'm really sorry about that." He then kissed her cheek and left.




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Jennifer had no time to think about things as Mark was due home soon. She was glad now for the company as she became frightened of what might happen next. She didn’t want to get drugged again and thought Jake might come back with friends and rape her whether she was asleep or not. She liked how she made Tommy's fantasy come true and even though it got her off watching Jake fuck the shit out of her, it didn't turn her on in the same way. Jake was violent, Tommy was innocent.

That night, since Mark was home Jennifer gave him a surprise. As usual he was dead tired but she was hot so she went down on him and sucked his cock greedily as never before. She had never let him cum in her mouth before so he was shocked when he moaned he impending orgasm and tried to pull out. Jennifer just sucked harder and let the hot streams of cum fill her mouth. She wondered what Mark would think if he knew only 24 hours before her mouth was filled with someone else's cum.

The next few days were nice. Bently spent most of the time outside and would bark at anything. She knew Tommy had been scared off the first night when Bently went nuts barking on the end of his rope. Maybe some other time Tommy she thought to herself, maybe not. Tommy didn't seem so innocent anymore.

Mark's dad Henry was nice too, shy, friendly, soft spoken. Always had something nice to say about Jennifer. At 67 he had been a widower for a ten years and Jennifer can only remember once meeting a wrinkled old woman friend of his. She felt sorry for him. Did men his age want women their own age or did they still crave young women? 

Jennifer recalled the events in her office with Missy and her manager. She began to wonder if given the opportunity would Henry take a quick peek down her shirt. She knew she had the power to give the old man a chance to see a fresh young body, nude. She knew just how wrong that was but oh how the tempting thought overpowered her the next few days.

She knew she would give in.

Continued in Chapter 3??? You tell me if it should.



Bedroom Windows Ch. 03



Henry, or Pop as he liked everyone to call him, sat down at the breakfast table to enjoy one of life's few pleasures left, a fresh cup of Joe and the morning paper. He was already pissed because the state took away his drivers license, and his freedom. Now he had to take the god-damned train to come visit his son and daughter.

A scowl crossed his face.

A few seconds later young yawning Jennifer Bracken padded into the kitchen. Pop always liked her. Bright, pretty, and energetic. She often reminded him of his late wife when they were first married. Even dressed in a pair of old flannel pajamas and half-closed eyes she radiated youthful beauty. His frown quickly changed to a smile as she shot him a quick 'Morning Pop!' and headed directly to the coffee maker. She poured herself a cup and they chatted for a few minutes about the weather and other mundane issues.

When she asked him if he needed a refill he nodded. Then something happened that turned his life upside down. When she leaned over to pour his coffee the neckline of her pajamas hung very low. Now, only inches away from his eye hung Jennifer's creamy white breasts. Not just cleavage, but everything including her puffy pink nipples. For the five or so seconds the vision lasted he couldn't pull his eyes away. When she stood up he knew she must have caught him staring and started turning red faced. But Jennifer just rubbed her eyes, put back the pot and headed out of the kitchen saying how she had to shower and dress for work.

For the first time in many months, Pop's cock started to get hard. At 67, Pop had long lost his sex drive. He hadn't had sex since his wife past 10 years earlier. In his only opportunity since then he had failed, losing his erection the moment he saw his 65 year-old girlfriend's wrinkled old body. But now he suddenly felt hard as a rock.

Jennifer closed her bedroom door and started the shower. She stripped off her pj's and lay naked on the bed. She was so wet she just had to rub her clit for just a few minutes. For 8 years she had been the devoted girlfriend and then wife to Mark, sharing her thoughts and body only with him. Now, in the span of a week she had allowed a teenager to voyeur, drug and rape her while his older brother showered her face with cum and fucked her in the ass. And just minutes ago she let her elderly father get a close up look at her titties. Did he like what he saw? Would he want to see more? Would he have dirty thoughts about her? She came hard, suppressing her moans as best she could.

Fifteen minutes after Jennifer drove off to work Pop was already stroking himself. The image of Jennifer's hanging breasts were entrenched in his mind. She never even realized the free show she had given him. For the first time since Mark brought home the budding 18 year-old Jennifer he tried to picture her completely naked. Shortly a thick stream of white cum began to flow slowly out of his rejuvenated cock.

At work, Jennifer again fought against her fantasy. Again she would lose. Other than work, her only distraction was to watch her manager Lou trying to grab peeks at any nearby female. She discovered one of his favorite tricks. He would often go to the desk of a female employee and stand behind her while pointing out work on the desk. His eye always, without fail, would be focused on looking down her shirt. He spoke with her often but couldn't remember if he had ever tried with her. She knew he would be around again soon. When she thought of how unexpectantly successful he would be she smiled.

Later that day she received a call from Mark. It looked like he would finally be moving back to days again. He would, however, have to go out of town until next Monday for final training. He apologized for leaving her stuck with his dad. He also asked if she could drop him at the train station on Friday as he had to meet with his estate lawyers and just maybe pick him up again Saturday. Noting his apologetic tone she eased his mind with an agreeable response. After hanging up her thoughts returned to Pop. She almost laughed out loud when she thought of his beat red face.

Mark was already gone when Jennifer got home, but Pop greeted her with a smile and dinner already made. Jennifer smiled back and replied that she had a tough day and wanted to take a long steaming hot shower and get changed.

She had already planned to leave the door open a crack. Even with only one inch open you could still get a nice view of the shower. She had also set the video camera under some clothes pointed at the door. She had to know if he was watching. As she showered she imagined him watching her and had to fight the urge to slide her fingers inside herself.

Since masturbating that morning Pop felt regret and shame. He decided to make dinner for her and shake off the dirty images that he had conjured. His orgasm took a lot out of him and he hadn't had a sexual thought all day since. That is until Jennifer had to mention a 'steaming hot shower'. The images returned.

A few minutes later he decided he 'needed' to get something from his room. As he slowly made his way up the steps he could hear the shower running. When he got to the top he couldn't help but glance left towards Jennifer's slightly open bedroom door. He stared at the crack for a moment. He hoped the shower would turn off and erase what he was thinking. It didn't. Pop found himself shuffling slowly towards the door. When he reached the door he carefully peered through the crack. He could see the bathroom and then the shower. Young Jennifer was inside sudsing herself up. Although the shower door was slightly opaque he could certainly make out all her naked parts. His cock grew hard for the second time that day. Pop stood transfixed watching his own daughter naked in the shower. He wished the glass was clearer. He wished he was in there with her.

Ten minutes later, behind a closed and locked door Jennifer brought herself to another silent orgasm. There he was, captured on video peeking through the door getting an eyeful of her. When she thought of the thrill he must have gotten she came again. She couldn't help but wonder if he would fuck her if he got the chance. She began to wonder how she might give him that chance. She dressed in a pair of short cut-offs and a tight tee shirt and spent the rest of the evening playing the naive tease.

The next morning as Jennifer got downstairs Pop quickly finished his coffee. She yawned and politely asked him if he needed a refill. She poured herself one and came over to refill Pop, giving him his free show at the same time. She then went on to explain how bad she slept with Mark out of the house. Pop suggested some sleepeeze or something. She shook her head no, then with a laugh added "I don't know, maybe. Its just that they knock me out like a light. I'll stop by the drug store on the way home." She didn't have to put the video camera out when she showered, she knew he was watching.

When Jennifer got to work she was disappointed that Lou was not in today. She had found a shirt that would gap nicely. "Lou missed a good show today" she sighed to herself. The day wasn't a total loss as she managed to give the UPS boy a nice view when she leaned over to sign for a package.

Her thoughts turned to Pop. She had his attention all right. She thought about the tree fort and him looking in the window but knew in his frail state he would never be able to climb it. She looked at the package of Sleepeeze she bought on lunch break. If Pop wanted to get any better look at her, it was going to be up close. Jennifer thought something else. From now on she was only going to pretend to be asleep. She knew she could pull it off. She only wished she could have been awake when Jake had fucked her. Her panties were soaking wet now. She wondered how someday she could get him to fuck her without him knowing who she was, perhaps Halloween.

Jennifer decided to leave work early as it was a gorgeous hot summer day outside. She also figured to throw on her new tiny bikini and soak up some sun. Maybe she could get Pop worked up enough to do a little night visiting.

Pop couldn't believe his eyes when Jennifer came out onto the deck wearing a very revealing bikini. He tried to act casual as she plopped in the lounge chair and began to oil herself up. He chatted idly about various things and pretended to be engrossed in his magazine. He knew with his dark sunglasses that she wouldn't be able to tell he was staring at her. When she mentioned about getting a sleep aide his mind began turn. Would she really be out like a light? He watched sweat begin to bead on her body. It trickled down between her breasts. "Not too big", he thought, "not too small, just perfect little peaches". He already knew she had puffy little nipples. He loved that. He loved her petite little hands too, they would feel so good wrapped around his cock.

Jennifer knew he was watching her intensely. She wished she knew what he was thinking. Closing her eyes she began to think of what outfit she could wear for work tomorrow. Big Lou might just see a side of 'Ms Ivory Snow' he never saw before. Lou was a large black man who seemed to be interested only in young white girls. She wondered if Lou had ever managed to nail any of the seemingly endless parade pretty young interns. She thought of his large black body on top of an innocent beauty. She thought of Lou on top of her. Jennifer felt like such a slut and she loved it.

Evening rolled around and when Jennifer took her shower she closed the door so Pop couldn't watch. "All part of the big tease" she thought. She put on a pair of baggie but cute pjshorts and a tank top and went downstairs. 

Together Pop and Jennifer watched a few lame sitcoms before Jennifer announced she was headed to bed. She walked over to the kitchen counter and got her purse. Pulling out some things she announced, "Okay, I got my pills and my nightmask. Now I'm ready for some serious Z's". Pop laughed. She pretended to swallow some pills with a drink. Her hand was shaking with nervousness. Before heading up she snuck herself a glass of wine to take off the edge.

Jennifer slipped into bed and tried to find the perfect seductively innocent pose. She lay on her back her left hand off the side of the bed, her tanktop pulled up slightly revealing her belly. She pulled up the sheet so it only covered one leg, the other exposed with the shorts hiked up a bit. She then pulled on her sleep mask and waited. Would the gentle old man really come visit? Perhaps he would just look through the door. She closed her eyes and waited for the creaking of the top step.

About forty five minutes later she heard it. She had almost fallen asleep. Laying motionless she listened intently. She knew he must be looking by now. The wine had given her a nice warm buzz and was the only thing keeping her from jumping up when he knocked on the door. He called her name a few times in an innocent fashion. She then heard the door creak ever so slightly is he opened it. Jennifer's mind raced "Oh my god, here we go". A rush of blood streaked through her body.

"What the hell am I doing?" Pop thought to himself as he entered the room. He already had a pertinent question lined for Jennifer if she woke up. He walked up to the bed and called her name again. He waited for her to wake up and respond. She didn't. He couldn't believe how gorgeous she looked on the bed, her belly exposed, one magnificent leg uncovered. His son was so lucky to be able to climb on that body whenever he wanted. He shook her shoulder gently. Nothing. His cock had been hard since he decided to come up twenty minutes ago.

Jennifer's head just lulled to one side as he shook her shoulder a little harder. He called her name louder. Five minutes of name calling and soft shaking provoked no response. He shook her shoulder one last time but this time he left his hand there.

Pretending to be out seemed to be quite easy. Jennifer only hoped he wouldn't tickle her. He didn't. She wondered why he left his hand on her shoulder. She didn't wonder long as she felt it slowly slide down her chest until he was gently cupping her breast. The old man was copping a feel of his daughters titty. She now knew that he would never forget this night.

When Pop felt her breast he almost came in his pants. He knew how oh so wrong this was but it felt so goddamn good. He felt her nipple stiffen under the thin material. His hand slid to her other breast and he fondled it until its nipple became stiff as well. Then with two hands her carefully grabbed the bottom edge of her shirt and slowly pulled it upwards. Unconsciously his crotch pressed against her hand. Now, bathed in the light from the hallway her bare breasts glistened.

Jennifer heard the unmistakable sound of pants unbuttoning and falling to the ground. His warm hand then returned to her bare breast and began kneading it. She couldn't believe this was actually happening. Then, his hand gripped her breast firm but gentle and she could feel a rocking motion to his body. He let out a low moan and she knew he was stroking himself. Suddenly, without realizing it, she moved her right hand down to her crotch grabbing the bottom of her shorts. She hadn't meant to do that but she had instinctively wanted to rub herself.

Pop stopped stone cold. He stood frozen, his left hand still clutching her breast his right clutching his cock. Was she waking up? He stood still for a full two minutes until he felt that it was just an unconscious movement. While he stood he did notice how her hand had hiked up her shorts even more. Slowly he let go of her breast, reached down her body and delicately lifted the loose pant leg. When he saw her neatly trimmed bush he let out a whispered "Wow!". If he hadn't have jacked off early that morning he would have blow his load right then and there.

Jennifer felt Pop expose her pussy and then start to stroke himself again. She wanted to see so bad but was glad she had on the mask as she surely would have peeked. She also knew that seeing his wrinkled old body would turn her off so she relaxed and waited for whatever came next.

Pop couldn't imagine what would happen if his son were to walk in right now and see him leaning over his unconscious wife. Just a few more minutes and he would shoot his load on the floor and he would be out of there with a great memory. Perhaps tomorrow when he went home he would bring back a camera.

Slowly he lowered his left hand onto her bush, his right hand returning to her tits. He inched in closer to the bed so that his cock rested in her open hand. He closed his eyes as he cupped her warm cunt, massaged her puffy nipples and rubbed his cock on her petite little hand. Maybe he would cum on her arm.

Jennifer moved again, spreading her legs slightly. Pop could now feel her lips part and he felt a wetness he never knew before. He slipped his finger in her.

His finger felt so good inside her. She moaned slightly and whispered "Oh Marky". At the same time she let her fingers wrap around Pop's cock. It was short and stiff. She knew where Mark had inherited his 4 and half inches from. Pop was even smaller. She didn't care.

Pop was scared now. Jennifer was in a state of semi-consciousness and she thought he was Mark. He almost decided to leave but her hand had a grip on his cock. He didn't move except that his finger kept moving slowly in and out of her pussy. He watched as she began to breath a little heavier. He began to hump her hand.

Jennifer knew he was about to shoot his load on her arm. She wanted to give him a greater thrill than that. If he was going to get away with molesting his daughter he should have the royal treatment. She licked her lips.

Pop heard "So good Marky" come from her lips as her hand clasped over his. She pushed his fingers further inside her. Then he watched transfixed as she shifted her body towards him and took his cock into her mouth. Never in all his 67 years had a woman suck him. Ss the warmth of her mouth surrounded his cock he knew what he had been missing. He felt her tongue swirl around the head of his cock and an intense orgasm began to well up within.

Jennifer forced his clumsy fingers onto her clit and began to cum. She sucked hard on his small cock, her tongue masturbating him with a steady rhythmic motion. She felt Pop spasm and let out a loud grunt. A small amount of warm cum flowed into her mouth.


Pop felt his knees buckle as he began to cum. It felt as though she was sucking it right out of him. He was surprised by his own loud grunt but Jennifer seemed oblivious to it. One last shiver sent his last drop into her mouth. Slowly he pulled his already deflating cock from her lips. She had stopped moving, laying her head back down and releasing her grip on his hand.

Pop stood and watched her for a few minutes as she seemed to be in a deep relaxing sleep. He carefully pulled the sheet up over her.

Shortly after Pop closed the bedroom door Jennifer slid her fingers deep inside. She knew Pop would have his little cock in her cunt before the weekend was out. She imagined him pounding her with a monster cock, dumping loads of cum within her. She could still taste his cumm. An intense orgasm ripped through her body. She wanted to scream.

In the morning Jennifer took her time getting dressed. It was Friday dress-down day at work. She finally settled on a white tennis shirt and some cute shorts. For the first time she thought about going braless. In the mirror she decided the thick white material pretty well hid that fact. That is, unless you were looking down from above.

Pop was way too nervous to face Jennifer in the morning. He avoided the morning coffee and only spoke when it was time to leave. He was incredibly relieved by Jennifer's jovial mood. She was totally oblivious to what had happened last night. As they drove to the train station he watched her lips as she spoke. He tried not to picture how they looked as they were wrapped around his cock. Although the vision would never leave him, he would bring back a camera as he knew he would have to have her again.

Jennifer settled into work and tried to get stuff done despite all the thoughts roaming through her head. She could now add 'sucking off a senior citizen' to her bad girl list and wondered if soon she could add 'letting a black man gawk at her titties' to it. Lou would be in shortly and hopefully she would have her answer.

Lou came in around ten. He loved dress down day as it usually meant the young interns would wear tight tee-shirts or something similar to entice his imagination. He scanned the room as he made his way to the office. He knew his smiling greetings easily covered his lecherous thoughts. As he entered his office he noticed Jennifer's legs out of the corner of his eye. She was engrossed in some work so didn't realize he was looking at her. He sat at his desk and thought of Ms Jennifer 'Ivory Snow' Bracken. He couldn't remember her ever wearing shorts before. He would definitely have to get a closer look. Although he liked them under twenty years old he loved her innocent naive quality she had. She was always proper and never gave peeps of what was underneath. He peeked around the corner at her again, this time noting the open buttons on her shirt. He searched his desk for a reason to stop at her desk.

Jennifer had a feeling that Lou was watching her but was still shocked that it was only five minutes after his arrival that he was heading towards her desk. Perhaps it was just a coincidence. She smiled and meekly greeted him.

Lou returned her greeting and set some papers on her desk. As her gaze turned to the papers his turned to her tanned legs. He admired them for a moment before pointing out some questionable numbers from another employee on the pages. He watched her nose crinkle as she thought about the problem. He adjusted himself behind her slightly and leaning over her shoulder suggested looking at the other papers. As she scribbled some numbers Lou looked down. It was more than he could have hoped for. Not only wasn't Jennifer wearing a bra but he could see most of her creamy white breast. Leaning over a bit further he watched as her puffy pink nipple came into view.




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Jennifer finished her corrections and handed the papers back to him. She apologized for her fellow employee and asked Lou to not be too hard on them. She smiled sweetly and Lou agreed. He thanked her for her keen eye and asked if he could come back later with some other questionable work.

Five times during the day Lou returned to Jennifer's desk and five times did he get more than an eyeful of her pert little titties. Jennifer couldn't wait to get home to rub herself off. 

Something better came up.

Around four o'clock talk of going to El Coyote for marguerites went around. When the girls came around to her desk Jennifer thought it was a great idea after all she'd have all night to think about Pop jamming his little cock inside her.

Jennifer had a great time at El Coyotes with most of the work crowd arriving. She had a few drinks but knew her limits. She also noticed that Lou had joined the party at some point but was a few tables away. After an hour or so to crowd peetered out with most leaving to go home to their families. Lou had ended up not only at her table, but right next to her. He even made it a point to praise her on her work that day making her blush.

Lou kept an eye on Jennifer as they continued to drink. His interest peaked when someone asked if her hubby had gotten his new job and she replied that he was still away on training until Monday. He thought of her naked, all alone in her bed. How he would love to suck on her titties. He knew, however that she was totally faithful to her hubby and never showed the least bit of interest in any of the male co-workers, least of all him. Still, he wished for one last look down her shirt.

Jennifer note the attention Lou was giving her but played it off in her own naive way. She wasn't sure where this was leading but it was getting interesting. She already knew how easy it would be to get Lou to fuck her but just bringing him home and 'cheating' just wouldn't do. She'd have to pull it off in her own 'special' way. She started to act drunker than she really was.

One of the men ordered a round of tequila shots for everyone. Jennifer managed to secretly spit that one back into her own drink. She was already partly wasted and knew a shot or two would take out her of control. She managed to fake many a drink.

By six o'clock the party had whittled down to four people, Lou, Jennifer and a married couple. They were all laughing, especially at Jennifer's slurred words and drink spilling. Lou ordered a last round of shots for the road. He was amazed at how much the young wife could drink.

When Lou went to the bathroom the couple suggested that Jennifer should call a cab but Jennifer, showing new signs of sobriety talked them out of it. Lou joined them again and they all headed out the door. The couples car was right out front and they said their good-byes. As Jennifer and Lou headed around the corner to the back lot Jennifer again became 'unstable' on her feet. When they reached Jennifer's car she had a laughing fit when she couldn't get her keys in the door lock. When Lou sternly told her that he would give her a lift home she agreed. It was working out perfectly.

Although her house was less than ten minutes away Jennifer pretended to fall asleep in Lou's car.

Lou looked at Jennifer asleep in the seat next to him. He thought of how easily it would be to reach over and grab her tit. He would give anything right now to fuck her. His cock began to grow hard in his pants. Evil thoughts ran rampant though his mind.

When they arrived at her home Jennifer 'allowed' herself to wake up just enough to have Lou help her inside the house. She plopped down on the couch and asked him if he could get her a glass of ice water. As he went into the kitchen she lay back on the couch and closed her eyes. She had drank far more than she intended to and could have easily fallen asleep. So far none of her 'men' had failed to take advantage of her. She hoped Lou would be just as sleazy.

Lou wasn't surprised to find Jennifer snoozing on the couch when he got back to the room. He knew how totally wasted she was. He set the glass down and called her name but got no response. He stood over her and shook her shoulders. Her eyes opened briefly in an unfocused gaze.

Lou stood back and took the whole situation in. There on the couch was a pretty petite white gal who was lost to the world. She had kicked off her sandals and he got a good look at her tanned bare legs. Lou recalled the creamy whiteness of her breasts and longed to see the same contrast of her tan outlining her pussy.

Regaining composure for just a moment and decided to go about the house to lock the doors and make sure no one was home. He was back at the couch in less than two minutes.

"Okay Ivory Snow your time has come."

The words hit Jennifer hard and she felt herself get instantly wet. A moment later she felt his two hands roughly groping her tits. She knew this wasn't going to be slow motion like it was with Pop.

Lou kneeled next to the couch to get better access to the beauty. It took only a moment more before he had her shirt pulled up over her tits. He sighed approval and began to massage them. His cock began to grow uncomfortable in his pants so while his hands went to his zipper to release his 'beast', his mouth went to her chest. He savored the taste of her puffy nipples and grinned when they started to get hard. He gently bit on one of them and heard her whimper in her sleep.

Jennifer was amazed at how little time Lou wasted. Still with her eyes closed she swooned when he sucked on her nipples. She felt him kiss down her belly to her shorts. She knew what was coming next.

Lou stood up and took off his pants and his shirt and stood naked in front of her. He stroked his cock a few times and then leaned over and unzipped her shorts. He then got down on the couch at her feet and slowly worked off her shorts. He stood up again, tossed her shorts on the floor and admired her. He loved what he saw. Young Jennifer lie totally exposed, her one foot on the floor, her other on the arm of the couch, legs spread nicely. Kneeling down in front of her he headed hungrily to her pussy, diving in tongue first.

Jennifer's hips began to move uncontrollably as the long tongue invaded her. She felt orgasms begin to build and almost decided to 'wake up' but thought better of it. She heard his mumblings of how sweet her pussy was along with other assorted four letter words. She was just about to cum when she felt his tongue lick and probe her ass. As he entered her virgin ass she began to buck and cum on his face. Lou laughed.

"You're so fucking drunk you have no idea you're about to be raped."

But she knew, and her body quivered at the thought. She wanted so bad to open her eyes and look at the cock that was about to pummel her.

Lou kneeled on the couch between her legs. He stroked his cock as he stared at the sleeping beauty. He leaned in and placed the head of his large black cock against her white pussy. He smiled at Jennifer's breathless gasp as it slowly disappeared within her. There was nothing Lou liked better than the snug wetness of a tiny white girl. His cock now deeply embedded inside he gently grabbed her tiny ankles and lifted them to his shoulders. His powerful arms moved to her sides as her legs were bent back and spread. He began pumping.

Jennifer had never ever felt anything like that before. She could barely keep from screaming when he entered stretching her as none before. When he spread her legs and began pumping it felt like a dream.

"If only your husband could see you now", Lou whispered between breaths. His sweat now dripping down on her chest as he continued pumping. 

For a time the only sound to be heard was Jennifer's gasps, Lou's grunts and the loud rhythmic slapping of flesh.

The pace suddenly quickened.

Lou leaned over her completely now pressing his face into the cushion beside her head. His hands slid down under her ass and began to pull her up as he rammed down into her. "Time to fill you up girl". He fucked harder and faster.

With his head next to her in the cushion Jennifer allowed herself to peek. Leaning her head to the side she could see the reflection in the glass of the stereo. She saw the large black body that enveloped her, her seemingly tiny legs that shook with each pounding. She began to come again.

So did he. Grunting loudly he grabbed her ass hard he pulled himself deep inside as his cum flowed in to her. He slowed. He felt her cunt tighten around him and his body quivered, his twitching cock spurting out its last drops.

Jennifer felt his heavy body lift off of her as he pulled out. She hung her head to the side and she continued to feign a drunken stupor. As his cock left her she felt an emptiness. Again she considered waking and having him fuck her all night long. She could feel his cum begin to run out of her. She wondered what he would do next, perhaps even carry her up to her bed.

Lou stood next to the couch and stared down at her. Cute innocent white girl, so prim and proper laying there legs spread wide as a thick white stream of cum drip out of her gapping pussy and onto the couch. He whispered a single word, "Priceless." He looked at his watch and sighed. "Damn bitch 'ill be wondering about me, best be gettin home now."

He got dressed and then clumsily dressed Jennifer best he could. She couldn't help but giggle sleepily from his touch as he took a blanket from the rocking chair and covered her up. She snuggled into a comfortable position. In the kitchen he scribbled a brief note apologizing for letting her get so drunk and offered to pick her up the next day to get her car. Later, in his car he chided himself for not sticking his cock in her mouth. Then he laughed to himself as he knew she'd be taking 'dicktation' from his sooner or later.

Jennifer sat up as she heard Lou's car drive off. Her head was swooning from the alcohol she did drink and her body was swooning from being ravaged. All she could do was to slowly climb the stairs and into bed. Her last thought before drifting off was that most of Lou's load was still deep inside her.

The next day brought many thoughts to young Jennifer. She was amazed at the lack of guilt she had, perhaps it was that she was wanted, no, craved more sex. She didn't know how long it was going to last, but it was there and it was controlling her. She knew she had to pick up Pop today and maybe somehow she'd let him fuck her tonight but she didn't want to pretend to be sleeping, she just wanted to be fucked hard and long by a stranger...or strangers. Somewhere where no one knew her.

more in part 4...



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Lou Davis sat silently behind his desk. Through his door he watched young Jennifer Bracken walk into the office, gingerly set her purse down on her desk and give a smiling hello to one of her co-workers. Lou’s eyes moved from her face down to her body. It was only last Friday when he had peeled the panties off of the very drunken beauty. He could still taste the sweetness of her pussy and its tightness as his large black cock had slipped inside.

He was actually surprised that she came to work. He figured by this time she would have quit out of embarrassment or had the cops arrest him. What he really hoped for was that she didn't remember a thing. He knew he had stupidly gone too far and put everything at risk for a little white pussy. He could only hope.

That hope, along with his raging hard-on seemed dashed a moment later when Jennifer stepped into his office, shut the door, looked him in the eye and said sternly "I need to talk to you, now."

Jennifer knew she had him. The look on his face told her he was already preparing mental excuses for what happened. She knew he wouldn't need them though.

She walked up to his desk. "I need you to promise me that you'll never let me drink that much again. I was up most of the night getting sick and only this morning do I feel even remotely like myself again." She smiled at him genuinely. "and if you ever buy me another shot I'll kick your ass."

Lou seemed to be in shock. He was barely able to respond when she thanked him for getting her home safe and made him promise to stop her from drinking next time. Lou sighed silent relief as she headed out of his office. As she walked back to her desk his eyes instinctively focused on her ass and wondered if any of his huge load was still inside her sweet little body. His hard-on returned as well as a big smile.

Jennifer sat at her desk trembling from excitement. She knew Lou thought he was busted and now he was realizing he had fucked her without her ever knowing. Perhaps even now he was planning on how to get her again. She loved that thought.

Her thoughts were soon interrupted by a disturbing phone call. Her mother. Dad was back in the hospital again and she would have to go out to Minnesota and help out. She called Mark at work and gave him the news. He said he would make flight arrangements for her. Lou was more than kind in giving her extended leave time on condition that he would get to take her out to lunch upon her return.

Mark. He had come home un-expectantly on Saturday even before she went to pick up Pop. So much for Pop's lucky night, for now anyway. She was surprised how disappointed she was on his early return and even more disappointed when Mark fucked her that night. It was so plain, so regular, so taken for granted. It was only when she recalled the image in the glass of Lou pumping away at her did she orgasm.

Minneapolis, a town where she grew up and knew well. She hadn't lived there since at 18 she and Mark moved away together. It always felt weird to be back. 

She arrived late and when her mom picked her up at the airport they drove straight to the care center. They drove through some of the seedier parts of town and Jennifer stared out the window at the blinking lights of Minneapolis nightlife, mostly bars and strip joints. One extra glitzy strip joint's marquee had 'Amateur Week' blinking boldly. She wondered what it would be like to show complete strangers her body. A sexual shiver rushed through her body. She knew she would have to find out.

After spending several hours at the hospital, Jennifer and her mother drove home. Jennifer would have fallen straight to sleep if not for the wetness between her legs. Her fingers worked her clit as she imagined strange men slipping dollar bills into her g-string as they gawked at her creamy white tits with dirty dirty thoughts on their minds. Her body shook as she came and she bit her lip to avoid moaning out loud.

The next morning they headed back to see her dad. He had collapsed a few days ago and bruised his hips but would be able to go home in a week or two. In last nights drive Jennifer hadn't noticed that the care center was on the outskirts of the University of Minnesota campus.

Her Mom spoke up, "I'll show you where the bus let's off so you can stop by tonight. It will be a great relief to get back to work while you sit with dad." Her work consisted of bringing meals to the elderly and visiting the lonely until early evening and was glad to help.

After their visit they stopped by the mall for lunch. Since her mom just wanted to look at the latest purses they split up for a few. Shortly thereafter Jennifer found herself inside Frederick’s Lingerie. Thinking of the strip club she picked out a few outfits for fun, even trying one on, a black g-string with a semi see through top and a long black silk robe. She imagined the eyes watching. A few minutes later she walked out of the store with her new outfit along with a few pairs of sexy panties.

A few hours later Jennifer was standing naked in front of the mirror. She had just shaved her pussy bare except for a tiny triangle of soft blonde hair just above her slit. Again she wondered if men would really like her body. She felt her boobs and knew men liked them bigger but at a B-cup they were still nice and firm. She wasn't sure she had the courage to go up and dance in front of strangers, but would find out when and if the time came.

Derrick Wilson spotted her getting off the bus. He had just sat down on the grass after throwing the football with his frat mates. He watched the pre-occupied beauty walk slowly up the street looking around as though she was lost. A few seconds later he was walking next to her.

“You look a bit lost,” he said in an engaging tone.

Jennifer looked up at the handsome young man and smiled. Even though she knew where the care center was, she liked his attention and let him direct her to the front door.

“Dude, what are you doing?” blurted his friend to him a few minutes after Jennifer had disappeared inside the building.

“Gonna bag me a soccer mom my man.” He high-fived his buddy.

“But ain’t she married?”

“Married with two kiddies at home…five hundered miles from here. She’s all alone and in need to be Derricked”.

“oh yeah?”

“Twenty bucks says I have her panties pinned up on the board within a week.” He gloated.

“I’d like to see you win that bet.”

It was dark when Jennifer emerged from the care center. She gave Mark a quick call on her cell phone and gave him an update and that she was heading straight home to bed. She hung up and stared down the street to where the bus stop was. After a moment and a sigh she headed towards the stop. She clutched her large handbag that still contained her new outfit. As she approached the stop a taxi came into view. Without thinking her hand went up and the cab pulled over. A moment later she was headed to the other side of town. For a minute she thought about Derrick. She wasn’t sure why she lied about having kids to him but when he asked if she was a soccer mommy she couldn’t resist.

Slightly embarrassed Jennifer had the cabby drop her off a block away from the strip club. She entered the club trembling.

"12 dollar cover includes one drink" a young man blurted as he had said so many times before. Jennifer started to open her purse. The man reconsidered. "Or are you here to dance?" Jen nodded her head. The man looked her up and down quickly and then smiled. "Cool, you go this way." He hopped up and opened a different door. "Just go down this hall and through that door, they'll get you set up."

She slowly walked down the hall and entered a large room. Several young girls were sitting around smoking. A large woman came over to Jennifer with a clipboard. "Hi, I’m Roberta. You here for amateur night?" Jen nodded again.

"First name?"

"Jennifer"

"Stage Name?"

Jennifer thought for a moment. The best she could come up with was Lacey.

"Topless only, House gets fifty percent. You'll be on in twenty minutes along with Destiny over there."

Destiny gave her a smile and showed her to a seat next to her. She quickly pegged Jennifer as a newbie and Jen gave her the quick low-down on needing money in a hurry which Destiny immediately sympathized with her and introduced her to the other girls. Jennifer let her put her hair in pigtails and they all agreed it made her look much younger. After a bit of lipstick and tons of eyeliner Jennifer was ready as she ever could be.

Walter Jennings had already been in the club for a few hours nursing drinks and watching the regular titties dance by. He had thought about leaving until the announcer introduced the first amateur lady of the night. He watched Jennifer stumble out and his first thought was how stupid a name was Lacey for a girl wearing satin. He laughed to himself.

Jennifer was grateful that two other girls were dancing at the same time as having all eyes on her would have been too much. As it was, it took nearly ten minutes for her to lose her robe. A table full of businessmen finally persuaded her to step off the stage on to their table to dance. With only minutes left in her set and then men chanting “We want tits! We want tits!” did she finally unclasp her bra. Closing her eyes, she let it fall to the table amidst their cheers.

Walter watched the happenings with interest and a smile. The new girl had a nice body and a cute pert set of tits. He would need to get a closer look at them the next time she came out. But by the frightened look in her eye he wondered if she would be back.

Jennifer wondered as well. Back in the dressing room she sat with a frightened puppy look in her eyes. She wasn’t turned on at all. Perhaps this wasn’t what she thought it would be. Destiny sat down and handed her a rum and coke. They talked for a bit and Jennifer relaxed as the alcohol hit her system. Twenty minutes and a second drink gave her enough courage to give it another try.

Back on stage again, Jennifer was more prepared. She made her way from table to table enjoying the way the men looked at her and they way they eagerly slipped dollar bills into her g-string. At least two older men told her that they were in love with her. Another made her blush with his wish of gripping her ponytails like a motorcycle handlebar while she wrapped her lips around his cock.

Walter watched with anticipation. The young blonde was making her way to his table and she was looking better with every step she got closer. She also began to look more and more familiar. By the time she was on his table he swore he knew her, her eyes, her smile. He watched her short dance, marveling at her cute body and puffy nipples. After another moment the song ended and she took his dollars, thanked him and got off the table. Her voice rung a note in his head. Walter was pretty damn sure he knew who she was. And if this was the case it was an age old dream come true.

A few minutes later handed Roberta a bill and asked if Lacey’s name wouldn’t happen to be Jennifer.

“Oh yeah, Nice girl, dire straits, needs the money bad.”

When Jennifer got back to the dressing room she was much happier this time. She had done what she had wanted to do although the thrill wasn’t at all what she had hoped. She figured to grab a cab and head out.

Destiny came over to her and congratulated her on a great second run but added a warning.

“Stay away from the big bald guy he was eying you up and down. He’s nothing but a big perv and’ll stick his finger right up your snatch if you gave him half a second.”

Jennifer recalled him. “He seemed nice enough to me.”

“Oh, old Walter will screw with your mind if you let him. Hell he was just recently fired for making a pass at one of his students, the old fuck.”

“Students?”

“Yeah, used to be a guidance counselor over at central for years. Bet he perved on all the girls.”

“Huh.” Jen blurted in thought.

“Just stay away from him, k Jen? I gotta run and pick up my kid from his dads. Hope to see again soon. Luck.” She gave Jennifer a kiss on the cheek.

Jennifer watched her leave and sat down again. Now this was something different altogether. Mr. Walter Jennings. Yeah, she remembered him well although back then he had a full head of hair and a beard. It was no wonder she didn’t recognize him with clean shaven, bald headed look. Not to mention the 60 plus pounds he had put on. And yeah, he was a pervert. She could easily remember the few times in his office where his look would always drift downward to her chest. It had always made her feel uncomfortable but also always made her nipples get hard. Just like they were getting right now. Maybe she wouldn’t leave just yet.

As she made her way back to the stage she handed Roberta half the tips. Roberta grabbed her arm lightly.

“Hey, baldy seems to remember you. Give him a good show.”

When Jennifer came out for her third dance she was much more relaxed and at ease due to the alcohol and more than a little excited knowing her old guidance counselor would be ogling her, know exactly whose tits he was looking at. She knew he would want more of a show and she was going to give it to him. It was only a matter of minutes before she was down to her tiny leopard panties. Pretending not to notice Walter and the $5 laying on his table Jennifer made her way off the stage and around to the surrounding tables.

Walter watched and waited. He hoped she wouldn’t recognize him as it would surely freak her out and scare her away.

Jennifer had to make her way to the stage often as her panties were quickly loaded with bills as this time she was a bit more accommodating. She played with them even allowing a man in a suit that dropped a ten for her to place his face between her tits as she squeezed them together. Even the fingers that slide one-dollar bills into her panties felt good but what excited her was that he was watching, watching this innocent ex-cheerleader get dirty.

It was only minutes before her set was over that she stepped her tiny foot onto his table.

"It's about time!" Walter laughingly chided her. About time he got a close up view of her tits and ass he had so long coveted.

Once on the table, Jennifer got on her knees and began to caress her breasts while her hips gyrated slowly to the music. Up close she could see indeed it was Mr. Jennings. He may have looked totally different but those glasses and voice gave him away. He looked into her eyes and then exactly as he had done fourteen years ago let his eyes drop to her chest. Except this time there was no tube top, just her bare breasts for him to enjoy. Her hands slid down her legs and picked the five up off the table. Pulling the waistband of her panties out a few inches she tucked in the $5 and let it snap back. All the while Walter's eyes stared intently at her tits.

Jennifer rolled over and stuck her butt up in the air. When she looked back she slightly shocked that he had his face less than an inch from her ass. She felt him put his hands on her ankles, sending an electric quiver throughout her entire body. She quickly rolled over.

"I don't think you're allowed to do that." Jennifer blurted, sounding almost scared.

"Sorry, it was an, umm, accident" He smiled and threw down another five. "Keep going" He had regained his composure now.

Jennifer gladly started again, this time allowing him to put the five in her waistband. His fingers on her inner thigh again sent waves of pleasure through her body. She squeezed her tits right in front of his face.

Walter leaned in and whispered, "20 bucks, let's see the kootch." He slipped the twenty between her squeezed tits. 

If it were anyone else in the bar, she would have left the table. Jennifer looked around. It was dark, loud and the two new dancers had most others attention.

Walter wasn't sure what she would do and was slightly surprised when she kept the twenty and laid back on the table. She put her feet on the table with her knees in the air and spread. Then he watched as the once young Jennifer Walsh, voted sweetheart of the year, slide her finger between her crotch and her panties and slowly pull them to the side exposing herself to him. A perfect slit, with lips seemingly swollen and a small tuft of blonde hair. He could barely think of half the ways he wanted to lick/suck/fuck her before she was off the table, leaving him with only a devilish smile. 

Walter quickly made his way to the ATM machine.

Backstage Jennifer was all a quiver. She didn't even care about all the money she had. She took a deep breath and fought off the urge to massage her swollen clit. It was time to go now, head back home to bed where she would rub herself into oblivion. She knew she had made Walters' night, perhaps his week, month or year.

A few minutes later Roberta came over to her. Jennifer held up half the money for her.

"Not yet blondie. Gentleman wants a table dance with you."

"Which man?" As if she didn’t know."

"Large bald guy, curtain number three. You want it or not?"

Jennifer thought for a moment. She had already showed him everything. He wanted to see it again. This could be quite fun teasing him.

"Umm, yeah, sure, I guess"

Jennifer got back up and dressed in her original black satin outfit. She smiled at the thought of poor Walter drooling to see her body again.

Walter knew the rules. No touching. He didn't care. He knew she needed money and had already broken one rule by showing him her cunt for 20 bucks. What would she do for fifty, a hundred, two? He waited quietly on the soft velvet couch. He recalled the day in his office as he and the then 18 year-old Jennifer discuss career choices. He would never forget the white tube top she wore that day and how it hugged those cute little tits of hers. He could make out the shape of her nipples through the material. Oh how he wanted to jump to her chair and just pull down the top and suck on them. He had fucked Jennifer a hundred different ways in his fantasies that year. His thought was interrupted by the curtain being pulled back and a timid looking Jennifer walking in.

Jennifer looked around the small enclosed space. "Hello." she blurted nervously.

"Relax, I'm just trying to help you out, I know you need the money."

Jennifer looked at him sharply.

Walter grinned, "One of the girls mentioned it. I can tell you've never done anything like this before."

Jennifer looked down in false embarrassment. "Last resorts suck."

It was exactly what Walter wanted to hear. "Well, we'll see what we can do." he encouraged. "Just have some fun and dance for me for a few, I'll help you along." He knew she must be in some deep shit to have to resort to nude dancing, but he really didn't care a lick about her problems, he just wanted to get his hands on her tits. Nothing in the world like a fantasy coming to reality.

"You're very kind..."

"William, my name is William."

Jennifer perked up, "Well okay William"

Just then the music started. She took off her robe and tossed it on the couch. Walter tossed down a twenty. She began dancing for him.

"Now, off with the top" he said as he threw down ten. Jennifer closed her eyes as she undid the hooks behind her back and removed the bra. With one hand she tossed the bra on the couch while the other instinctively covered her breasts. Walter softly grabbed her elbow and pulled her arm from her chest. He let go when she obliged. At that moment he noticed the slim white band on her tanned finger. Poor little housewife out to save her pitiful hubby who at this moment had no idea how far she was going to help him. It would be farther than she would ever expect.

"Sorry, nerves" she said with a soft smile.

She continued to dance as seductively as she could. She wasn’t sure what was going to happen yet.

Walter tossed out another twenty. “Come closer, let me get a better look at your tits.”




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Jen moved closer, she rubbed and squeezed her tits only inches from his face.

Another twenty. “Now squash them around my face like you did the other gentleman earlier.”

Before she had a chance to move she was looking down at his bald head that was now pressed between her breasts. She felt his hands on her thighs.

“William?” she stuttered.

William sat back and lied. “It’s okay, rules are more relaxed back here.” He took two twenties from his pocket and set them on the table. “Now why don’t you turn around, sit on my legs and give me a real lapdance.”

Jennifer was mesmerized as his hands slowly turned her around and pulled her down on his leg.

“Now just grind into my leg like you were fucking it.” Walters voice had become much more stern. He knew he was in control of this naïve young woman and now entertained dirty thoughts than just pawing at her tits.

Jen was stunned at his order, but followed directions, staring at the growing pile of money on the table. Despite her nervousness she was still quite wet and it felt heavenly to grind on his leg.

She felt his hands on her waist slowly begin to slide up her body. Her hands covered her breasts but his strong hands forced their way under them and began to squeeze and knead her tits.

“That’s a good girl. You listen good.” After all these years he finally got his hands on those creamy white pert little beauties. Yes, her body had held up well. A few more years and it would be too late, but for now she was still quite ripe.

Jennifer continued to grind herself into his leg. His large sweaty hands were now massaging and pinching her nipples hard. She began feeling uncomfortable and for the first time wished she could leave. She knew he wouldn’t let her.

She felt his hands slid from her breasts and down over her belly. One hand disappeared and she felt him slide two more twenties into her hand.

“Put these on the table.”

She obeyed. As she dropped the two on the table he took her hand and guided it downwards. Suddenly she felt her finger wrapping around his short but fat cock. 

“William no.” She softly protested even she allowed him to move her hand up and down on his shaft.

“Just look at the money. Keep going and there will be more, stop and it’s gone.”

When he felt Jennifer’s tiny hand begin to rub his cock on her own he allowed his hands to return to her body, one to her breasts, the other wrapping around her waist and over her pantied crotch. He wasn’t surprised when her legs spread slightly giving him better access. He could feel her wetness seeping through her panties already. Poor repressed housewife is gonna have one sterling confession this Sunday.

“Bend over so I can get a better look at this ass.” he ordered.

Jennifer felt him push her off his leg and she leaned over the table, staring down at the pile of money. His clammy hands were all over her ass and thighs. Suddenly a fifty dollar bill appeared in front of her eyes.

“Read the fine print on that for a few minutes.” 

Walter knew she would be quiet as he pulled the silky black material of her panties to the side, revealing her wet slit to him once again. When his finger touched the lips of her pussy, he felt her jump slightly as she took a quick breath. He thought he heard her whine.

“That’s a good girl, don’t move.” He whispered as his fingers spread her lips. He placed his thumb over her clit and began massaging it.

Jennifer closed her eyes and swooned as his thumb worked her. Her hips seemingly moved on their own as his thumb dipped deeper and deeper inside. She knew she shouldn’t be doing this, she should go. She fought the urge to orgasm. She was so wet she could hear his finger slipping in and out of her. A hundred dollar bill suddenly appeared.

“And now for the coup de grace my wet little student.”

Jennifer felt his grip tighten on her hips and begin to pull her down on him. In an instant she felt his fat cock slip inside her.

“Oh god, William, No” she blurted.

William put his hand over her mouth tightly. “SHhhhh…”

With one hand covering her muffled cries of protest and the other going from breast to breast he pumped his cock into her. Jennifer was 18 again, they were in his office on his chair. Her tube top was pulled down and he was fucking her. He was going to cum inside sweet little Jenny Walsh at last.

Suddenly Jennifer felt him pull her down hard and hold her still. His cock spasmed and she could feel the jets of cum emptying inside her.

For a minute her held her still on top of him until he was at last spent. He then pushed her off of him and she fell to her knees on the floor, her face hidden in shame. He got up, zipped his pants and turned to her.

“Thanks for the dance. Let’s do it again tomorrow, huh?” He said crudely and reached for the pile money. He laughed knowing the look on her face when she found out she was just fondled, probed and fucked for a one dollar bill. Another moment he was gone.

Jennifer left without even touching the money. In the cab home she struggled with what had just happened. She had to stop, it was getting out of control. It would stop.

Later that night in bed Jennifer had her most power orgasm ever as she recalled how Mr. Walter Jennings had forced himself inside her and how he squeezed her so tightly when he came. How happy he must have been knowing he had just raped his ex-student for a buck. She could feel his cum that was still in her.

Although she wouldn’t return to the strip club Jennifer continued to enjoy teasing Derrick each day. She didn’t question why he was always there near the stop when she arrived and shrugged off his flirtations as though she was too naïve to realize he wanted to be more than a friend. She knew how easy it would be to let him fuck her, but she wanted him to feel luckier it as though he had somehow managed to seduce a faithful soccer mom. She loved that term.

Each day she played him better and better, including the day she cried about missing her family.

Derrick was becoming more and more resigned to the fact that he was NOT going to bag a soccer mom. Jennifer was too faithful and showed zero indication that she was interested in him. He had one last hope. If somehow he could manage to get her to come to Friday’s usual frat party he could use a bit of liquor to ‘loosen her up’. Well, perhaps a lot of liquor.

He was even more surprised that on Friday afternoon Jennifer took him up on his offer. A cold beer sounded great after a long stressful week and that after her visit she would meet him.

Jennifer was already prepared, as she carried no purse, just the money in her jeans.

A nervous Jennifer made Derrick wait until 11pm before she emerged from the center. Derrick was once again as engaging as ever and made her feel right at home back at the house. With her hair in a ponytail she felt that she didn’t look too much older than the kids there and she was glad when no one except Derrick and his roomie paid much attention to her.

After two beers she already felt a buzz coming on. She wanted to stay in control of the situation so she rejected their offer for a third but did accept a cup of very weak tasting punch. Someone said ‘Smile!” and a bright flash followed as someone took a Polaroid of her.

She had no idea that it was made with grain alcohol. It wasn’t until about four cups and an hour later that hit seemed to hit her all at once. Suddenly she could barely stand.

Derrick was now leading her somewhere down the hall.

Once in his room Derrick shut the door and began to kiss her. Jennifer returned his kiss and was now more than ready to let him have her. Of course she still managed a few “Why are you doing this to me?” and “But I’m married, my husband…” as his strong hands roamed her body and he kissed and bit her neck.

Reluctantly she allowed him to remove her shirt and slide his hand under her bra, impressed with how quickly he managed to unclasp it. When he began sucking on her tits, Jennifer closed her eyes and put her head back to the wall. His rhythmic sucking as though he was a baby nursing drove her wild.

Then she felt him push her downward to her knees. When he pulled his cock out of his pants she marveled at it for only a moment before wrapping her lips around it.

Derrick smiled. He actually almost felt bad that this faithful wife was suddenly on her knees sucking cock and about to be pounded. By the way she was sucking he knew she needed it though, all cute wives and moms should slip off to a college campus and get fucked every so often.

He gripped her ponytail and forced her to suck faster. He would have cum already himself if it weren’t for all the beer, which was fine because he wanted to fuck her good and hard now.

Shortly with a few words of encouragement he led Jennifer to the bed. He unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down. The leopard panties were too much though. He watched them drop to the floor. He laid her back on the bed as he took his own clothes off. His eyes never left her pussy. He could almost taste it. And then he did taste it.

Jennifer just let it all happen. In just a few moments she was cumming on his face and again as soon as his cock entered her.

Derrick took his time though, enjoying fucking her in many positions, lastly being doggy style. The way her ass shook when he slapped into her, the grip of her cunt, the sound of her muffled grunts when he shoved it in deep was too much. He gripped her hips and trust in deep. His cum flooded into her.

Derrick climbed off of her and Jennifer watched his naked butt as he wrapped a towel around himself and stepped out of the room, shutting the door behind him. Closing her eyes she laid her head back and let the mix of sex and alcohol course through her body. It had felt like heaven wrapping her legs around the young stallion as he pounded his ever hard cock into her. She began to drift off.

Jennifer came back as she felt Derrick climb back on the bed and spread her legs. When she opened her eyes she was shocked.

It wasn’t Derrick that was poised above her, it was his roommate Eric. But before she could even say a word his cock was in her and he began fucking her furiously. Her protests quickly abated as the room began to spin. She was barely aware when he climbed off of her and another young man took his place, and then another.

At one point she opened her eyes when someone was kneeling next to her head. He had turned her head towards him and jammed his cock in her mouth. At the same time someone had lifted her legs onto their shoulders and began fucking her.

Jennifer briefly became aware that there were many people in the room laughing and cheering. She never noticed Derrick standing next to the bed with his video camera capturing all the action. Another moment later she heard a loud grunt and her mouth was flooded with a hot load of cum. She pulled her head back and his next wave of cum sprayed over her face. Another cheer and chants for ‘Turk!’ soon followed.

She would be barely aware of the parade of cocks that fucked her every which way, although she would remember how Turk had flipped her over on her belly and raped her ass. Although raped was hardly the word as she remembered the painful pleasure it had given her.

At about 3 am she woke, feeling sick. She grabbed a nearby tee shirt and sweatpants, put them on and ran for the bathroom. When she got back to the room she was unable to find her clothes and decided to get out of there. She never noticed her panties pinned to the bulletin board below her picture where they would remain for the rest of the year. As quickly and quietly as she could she left, eventually hailing a cab which she would have to pay when she got home.

Jennifer slept most of the next day and only awoke when her mom came home from the center with her father. She sat in bed for quite awhile trying to recall all what had happened and was soon to remember why her pussy was so sore right now. Once again a rush of mixed feelings filled her.

When she went to the bathroom and took off the unfamiliar shirt she was shocked by what she saw in the mirror. Aside from the cum that was matted in her hair and crusted on her body there was something else. All over her body, in black marker, were the names of the boys who had fucked her. On her breasts, stomach, thighs and pussy were more than thirty names. She stared at herself for a long time. What would Mark think if he knew his loving wife had just been gang-banged in a fraternity house.

Once in the shower, Jennifer was careful to not clean off the names. She wouldn’t be flying home until tomorrow and she wanted to feel the names on her for awhile. Despite the soreness of her pussy, Jennifer rubbed herself to an intense orgasm as various of bits and pieces of last night came back to her.

Later that evening she marveled on how satisfied she was now with her sexual exploration. She just wanted to be safe at home again and leave this slut behind. Perhaps now she could go back and once again be Mark’s wife.

And perhaps not….