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Cruisin'

By: jimewest



Billie was tiny, less than 5' tall, maybe 4'10" , weighed maybe 100 lbs., and cute as she could be. She was wearing a short-skirt skating outfit like ice skaters wear, but it was a roller-rink. Jay, John and I had been watching her and her boyfriend from High School (they'd enrolled at the Baptist College in town together) whirl around the floor, her like the little acrobat she was, him stumbling along with her. He was almost as clumsy as she was adept.

I'd checked them both out through the college records, which I had access to because I both taught part-time computer classes there, and because our little IT company did their programming. John, Jay, and I, Jim, all High School nerds, had our own little IT company we'd started right after high school, (3J) and it had grown into a profitable business. We'd gotten some college, and training at the Vo-tech, had our Microsoft certificates and were licensed operators, programmers and technicians. We ran the business out of our big apartment, with computers installed in each of our bedrooms, so we could have privacy, and networked together, along with the computer in the "office" as we called our 4th bedroom, so we could help each other. It was a nice little business, and we made good money.

Billie and her boyfriend were both 18, freshmen, and she was on the gymnastics team. We'd picked her out at a gymnastics meet we'd attended as the first of our new girlfriends. She was very pretty, and for a gymnast had bigger boobs than most, that bounced in her leotard. She had long brown hair, usually in one long braid for competition, but loose and flowing down between her shoulder-blades that night. Her little face was pixie-like, but with full, rich lips, and a little button nose. Her eyes were almost exotic, and almond-shaped, like she had an oriental background, and big and brown. Her legs were slim and muscular at the same time, with tapered thighs, rounded knees, tight calves and slim ankles.

Billie and her boyfriend Wayne were having an argument. She wanted to skate, and he wanted to go hang out with his buddies. It was a Friday night, and there wasn't much to do in our little town of 30,000. There was the roller-rink, a bowling alley and three movie theatres and a new mall. Besides that, unless you drank or did drugs, there wasn't much, unless there was something going on at the VERY conservative Baptist College (they didn't even have student dances there), so the few athletic events they had were about it, except for "Cruisin'" -- driving endlessly around town to see who was out and who wasn't and who-was-with-who. Boring! We confined our Cruisin' to Cruisin' for good-looking women. Billie was our first choice. 

Wayne was complaining his knees and butt hurt from falling, and Billie was telling him she didn't want to go hang with his loser friends, and accusing him of thinking more of them than he did her, and... on-and-on. Finally, she stomped a tiny foot and told him to just go on and go with his friends, that she was going to skate awhile and then she'd walk back to the dorm. Fool that he is, he left. We looked at each other and nodded, time to put the plan in action! We knew each other so well, most of the time we didn't even have to talk; we almost knew what each other were thinking.

We watched Billie skate awhile, and she did some amazing moves, spins, skating backwards on one foot, little jumps, she was very good. Finally, she got tired and went to sit down and take off the skates. We went out the door and got Jay's van, and waited outside. It was just getting full dark when she came out and headed back toward the campus, slim legs flashing under her short skirt, with the skirt-tail swishing back-and-forth. Since this wasn't one of the main, "Cruisin'" streets, there was no traffic. Jay pulled alongside her when she reached a dark stretch, and I called her by name. She turned, puzzled, because she didn't recognize the voice, and came over to the van. "Want a ride?" I asked. As a good little church-girl, who didn't take rides from strangers, she just shook her head and started to turn away. I opened the passenger door as John opened the sliding door of the van, as quietly as possible, and I slipped a plastic bag over her head as John grabbed her arms and clicked a pair on fur-lined handcuffs on her tiny wrists. We picked her up bodily, put her in the van, slid the doors shut, and drove away. Just as simple as that.

She was screaming into the plastic bag, but not much sound came out, and she was kicking and wriggling, but John and I held her tightly between us. After several screams she was running out of air, so I took the bag off her head. "We're not going to hurt you," I said, as she gasped for air, "But if you scream or fight us, I'll put the bag back on." She didn't give this any consideration, but started to scream again, so I pulled the bag back over her head.

After just a couple of screams this time, she settled back down, gasping. I took the bag off and repeated what I'd said earlier, "We're not going to hurt you, but if you scream or fight us, I'll put the bag back on," and added, "Is that what you want?" 

Her big brown eyes were wide as she gasped for air, but she managed to shake her head, and finally whispered, "No." 

"Good," I said, "but remember, if you scream or fight, the bag goes back on." She nodded, still wide-eyed. 

"What... what do you want?" she whispered.

John laughed, "We're gonna have a party, and you're the guest of honor." 

Her eyes got bigger. "Y... you... you won't hurt me?" she quavered. 

"Word of honor," I said. "We wouldn't hurt a pretty little thing like you," 

John assured her. "We want to be nice to you, and you to be nice to us." So saying, he leaned over and kissed her full on her luscious lips. She gasped, made a little yelp and tried to pull away, but John kept his mouth pressed to hers. After a couple of seconds, she relaxed. A few more seconds and her eyes closed. 

When John pulled away, I turned her chin to me and kissed her. She didn't fight, but at first she didn't respond. Then I felt her lips moving against mine and she kissed me back. I pulled back, and she looked dazed. 

John and I got her up and between the seats and took her to the back of the van, where we had a bed. We sat her on the edge of the bed, lifted her arms, and hooked the handcuffs through a hook we'd installed on the ceiling, leaving her with arms up-stretched. John kissed her again, softly, and I could see her responding. After a couple of minutes he withdrew and she turned to me, and I kissed her again. We kissed her back and forth a couple more times, and then I saw John's hand capture one of her boobs as he was kissing her. She gasped and tried to pull away, moaning, "NNnoooooooo...." John ignored her and continued kissing. When he pulled back, he continued caressing her tit. She was gasping when I put my mouth back on hers and gently caressed the other boob. She squirmed a little, but didn't fight much.

When I pulled my mouth away, she gasped a couple of times, then complained, "My arms are going to sleep, can't you take off the handcuffs, please?" 

I looked her right in the eyes, "You won't fight us?" I asked. She shook her head. "Say it," I pursued.

"I... I won't ... fight you," she finally whispered. 

"Louder," I insisted," say it again, louder." 

"I won't fight you," she moaned. I took the handcuffs off the hook, and John unlocked them. She rubbed her arms for a minute. Then John captured her lips again, and was sliding his big hand up her taut tummy and caressing her boob again.

I reached into the overhead and turned on the microphone I had dangling overhead.

I pulled the collar of her leotard open wide and slid it off one slim shoulder. She moaned into John's mouth, "Nnnooooooo..... Don't...." but didn't fight much as I slid it off the other shoulder and down her arms. She was wearing a bra, one of those "nice little church-girl" iron-clad models. I slid the straps down with the leotard. 

She started to struggle, until I said, "No fighting, remember?" She relaxed and I slid her arms out of the leotard and straps. When John pulled back, I grasped her little wrists and pulled her arms around my neck as I rubbed my lips against her gasping mouth and slid my tongue inside. She sucked on it tentatively, then her tongue was jousting with mine, as she groaned deep in her chest. John undid the clasp on her brassiere, and removed it, sliding her leotard down to her waist. I pulled back to see. Her plump titties were beautiful! We told her so, and kept complimenting her on how pretty and sexy she looked. They were apple-sized, pert and up high on her chest, with big puffy areolas and tiny nipples. They were irresistible! John captured one in his mouth, and I captured the other.

"UUUUhhhhhhnnnnnnn..." moaned Billie , her head snapping back, "uuuuuuhhhhh..." We suckled gently, and Billie was moaning, "uuuuhhhhhhhh... this is soooo... bad, oh, this is so naughty.... Uuuunnnnnn... oh...oh... I've never... uuuunnnn.... You... you... can't be doing this... uuuhhhhh... we... we... uh... we can't....ooooooo... this is soooo naughty....." She was cradling our heads in her arms.

By this time Jay had driven us up to his dead uncle's old abandoned farm and pulled around behind the run-down farmhouse. He got out the digital camera and took pictures of us sucking Billie's titties. When the first flash went off, Billie moaned, "What... what was... that?" 

"Insurance," Jay said, and took several more. John and I pulled our heads back to get some good shots of Billie's fabulous chest-fruit and the dazed look on her face, then went back to fondling and sucking. She threw her head back and was breathing heavily and moaning. 

Jay got between her rounded knees, and kissed his way up her slender thighs to her pussy-mound. 

Then Billie was gasping, "What... what are. .. yooou... doooing?" Jay didn't answer, but undid the button and zipper on her little skirt, then grasped the waistband along with the leotard, and pulled them off her hips and little bubble-butt. She was so light, they came easily, even with Billie thrashing around and kicking and trying to wiggle away.

"NNnooooo.... Noooo..." she was moaning... no one's ever... no man's ever... ooohhhh... noooo...you.... You... can't.... "Jay slid them down her slender thighs, over the rounded knees, down off her curvy calves and slim ankles, off over her tiny feet, and tossed them on the seat. Billie was flushed bright pink from blushing, sitting there in her nude glory, struggling trying to cover herself, but her arms were around my and John's necks.

Jay grabbed the camera and took several shots, as Billie moaned, "Nooo... no one's ever seen me like this... oh, oh, this is sooo naughty... you... we... uh..." We spent some time caressing and fondling her taut body, telling her how pretty and sexy she was, and what a fantastic body she had. John and I resumed suckling her erect nipples, as Jay again parted her knees and licked and kissed his way back up her thighs. 

"Oh, Oh, Oh, that's so naughty! Oh, Oh... what are you doing?" Billie gasped.

Jay lifted his head, "Gonna eat your pussy," he said, and bent back down.

"OH! NO! No! OH! That's so nasty!" Billie protested, "Noooooooo I've never... no-one's ever..." Jay licked up and down her tiny slit. Her head snapped back and she groaned again, deep in her chest. I could feel it with my lips more than hear it. "UUUUhhhhhhhhnnnnnnn...." Then, "Oooooooo... that's so naughty......oooooooo..." Jay parted her pussy lips with his fingers and licked her clitoris. She squealed in that unique high-pitched range only reachable by small girls, "EEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee....." I was surprised we didn't hear glass break. He strummed her clit with his tongue and she continued to squeal, until she ran out of breath. She gasped a couple of times, then whispered, "OOoohhhhhh.... That's so naughty...." 

Jay continued to administer to her little pussy, and I reached for the camera and shot a couple of pictures of him eating her twat, John sucking her tit, and her squealing. She was wriggling her little butt, and starting to lift her hips to his wet mouth. Jay relaxed for a minute, and I let her catch her breath, then asked, for the microphone, "Do you like that? Do you like having your titties sucked and your pussy eaten?" 

She blushed some more, but didn't answer, but I pursued it until I got her to admit that, yes; she liked having her titties sucked, and liked having her pussy licked.

Jay said, "man, it's like a swamp down here, she's so wet," and he wiped her mound and his face off with a towel. He lifted her hips, sat her on the towel and went back to work, and she went back to squealing. We laid her back on the bed, and I took several more pictures. Just as I was taking the last one, Jay slid a finger in her tiny twat, her body lifted off the bed in a bow, she let out another high-pitched squeal, and had an awesome orgasm, thighs trembling, body shaking, mouth and eyes wide open. What a great picture! This went on for a couple of minutes before she collapsed back onto the bed, gasping for air.

"My God! What did you DO to me?" she demanded, "What was THAT?" 

"You had an orgasm," I answered, "haven't you ever had one before?" 

"No... no.." she gasped, "I never felt anything like that..." Billie gasped.

Jay lifted his head, eyes wide. "That was awesome!" he said, "she actually squirted juice... and, guys... she's an honest-to-God virgin... she still has her hymen." We were stunned. An 18-year-old virgin? 

"Yes... yes..." Billie was gasping, "I told you no one had ever... I've been saving myself for marriage... I've never..." 

Jay looked at us, "Gee, I dunno guys, maybe we shouldn't...." 

John snorted, "Shouldn't? Are you kidding? A chance to break her in to suit us and we shouldn't? We'll never get another chance like this in our lives." I nodded agreement. Then Billie made up our minds for us.

"You ... you... think we could do that some more?" she whispered. 

"Oh, yeah," Jay said, and put his head back between her thighs. As he munched her muff, Jay scooted her little butt back farther on the bed, lifted her knees with his hands and put her tiny feet on the edge of the bed. He slid a finger back in her tiny twat, marveling how wet and tight it was. Billie started moaning again, and twisting her pelvis. 

John took off his clothes and climbed up on the bed. He straddled Billie's chest, saying, "Here's how to keep your boyfriend from hanging out with the guys..." as he rubbed the head of his cock over her luscious lips.

Billie's eyes opened, then snapped open wide. "What, what... nooooo... that's nasty... I've never... I'd never..." 

"Not nasty," said John, "naughty, but that's what makes it exciting. It's not nasty. See for yourself, lick it." Billie still resisted, turning her head back and forth, until John captured the sides of her head in his big hands and held it still. "Go on, kiss it," he urged. Her lips opened and she placed a kiss on the head of his cock. "See, it's not nasty," he crowed. She looked doubtful, but ran her tongue out and around his dick head. Jay was still licking her juicy twat, and when he slid a second finger in, she gasped, opening her mouth. John pushed forward, and the head entered. Billie's eyes got real wide then, just as I took another picture. She tried to turn her head or pull away, but John held her head steady as he fed her more cock, moving in little jerks, each a little longer. "Now, suck it," John ordered, "suck it hard." Given no choice, Billie sucked experimentally, and John groaned, "Yeah! Yeah! That's it... suck... suck harder..." I took more pictures.

Jay was trying to get undressed at the same time he was eating her pussy and twisting his fingers around in her tight twat, but finally gave up and withdrew to get his clothes off. Billie moaned in disappointment, but he was back in a minute He slid on a condom, and slid his cock up and down her juicy slit, getting it lubricated, then centered it on her little cunt opening. He started to push, and groaned, "Oh, God, she's tight!" 

Billie was moaning louder now, even with John's cock pumping in and out of her mouth. She had about half his cock in her mouth, and was stroking the other half with her small hands. "Uuummm...uuummm...uuummm...uuummm..." she moaned. 

Jay whispered to John, "If you don't want your dick bit off, you might oughta wait a little..." John withdrew his cock, and moved to Billie's side. 

Jay slammed his cock in, hard, and tore Billie's hymen. Her head snapped back, body lifted off the bed, and she let out another of those ear-piercing little girl squeals, "EEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee....." until she ran out of breath. She'd had another orgasm! 

She slumped back onto the bed, gasping and trembling, as Jay started to stroke in deeper, using short strokes, until he bottomed out against her taut little bubble-butt cheeks. "Her twat's trying to cut off the circulation in my dick," he said, "Damn! She's tight!" 

Billie gasped, "Oh, my God! I did it again!! I've never felt anything like that!" 

"And we're just getting started," Jay groaned, "the more you do it, the better it gets." He stopped, "But don't ever do it without a condom," he said, "You don't want to get pregnant or catch some STD. We always use condoms, but some guys are stupid." 

Then he was stroking his cock in-and-out of her tight twat. Billie quickly picked up the pace, and was wriggling her hips and twisting her cute little butt. Her taut, flat tummy was having little convulsions. I took more pictures as she moaned, "OOOohhhh... uuuuhhhh.... Oooooo... that feels soooo... gooodddd.... Uuummm... uuummm... uuummm... uuummm..." Then Jay started stroking faster and longer, pulling almost all the way out and ramming it back in. Billie matched his pace, and was running her tight little twat up and down his cock. She was also flushed, and it spread from her face down her slim neck, over her shoulders and down onto her chest, as she continued gasping and moaning.

Then John straddled her chest again, and rubbed his hard cock against her lips. Billie opened her mouth to gasp, and he slid his cock in, urging her, "Suck, Billie, suck my cock." She did, still moaning and gasping. I took some more pictures. Then Jay pushed her legs up against John's back, and continued pounding her pussy. 

I put down the camera and retrieved a tube of anal-eze from the overhead. Lubing up a couple of fingers, I rubbed some of the ointment around Billie's pink little rosebud. She squealed around John's cock when I inserted a finger into her hot, twisting rectum, and her ass clamped down on my finger. I rubbed it around awhile, and she was back to gasping and moaning. When I slid a lubed second finger in, she stiffened, squealed real loud, her ass and twat tightened up, and she had another orgasm! Both Jay and John followed soon after, pumping their loads into Billie's stiffened little body. They both withdrew, but I continued twisting and twirling my fingers in her hot ass. 

She was gasping, and moaned, "Oooooooo... WHAT DID YOU DO? Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh my GOD! UUUUUUUnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn,....," as she came down from her orgasm. Jay threw his condom into the trash and got a wet towel from the storage and washed the pink juices off Billie's groin. There was a little blood, but mixed with her copious juices, it was just kinda pink. I withdrew my fingers and washed them off with the towel, as Billie lay gasping, eyes closed, and moaning little groans.

I pulled on a condom, and flipped Billie over on her tummy, then pulled her hips up off the bed. "What are you dooooing...?" she moaned. 

"Gonna fuck you doggie-style," I replied, and I centered my hard dick against her pussy and slid it inside. Damn! Jay was right! She was really tight! Despite the juices and cum deposited earlier, it took several minutes to slide my cock all the way in. Billie knelt, puffing and gasping as I did. I waited a minute to let her adjust, then started pulling her slim hips back and forth, and my cock slid in-and-out. Soon, Billie was twisting and pumping her little butt-cheeks. 


Cruisin'



She was squealing again, "Ooooooo... ooooooooooooo... ooooooooooo..." when I pulled my cock out and centered it on her little pink pucker and jammed it past her sphincter muscle. She let out another little-girl squeal at that, and her ass tightened up so much, I thought she was going to cut my dick off. "The squeal rose in pitch and volume, "EeeeeeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE..." until she ran out of air. Then she was gasping, "Oh, my God, oh, my God, ohmy, ohmyGod, OHMYGOD!" Her ass unclenched and I slid my cock in further, using short slow strokes. Billie picked up with the squealing, "Eeeeee... eeee... eeee.... Eeeeeee...," gasping in between squeals. Once I had it all the way in, and my pubis bumped her taut little bubble-butt, I just held still, and let her catch her breath. Her ass was a live thing, independent of the rest of her, squeezing and grasping my cock. I reached underneath and grasped a tittie in each palm, thumbing her puffy nipples with my thumbs. Her ass relaxed a little, and she was moaning. I held still. After awhile, I released one plump tit and slid my hand down her flat tummy and between her legs. I curled one finger and inserted it into her wet pussy and rubbed her clitoris back and forth. She moaned deeper. After a minute, her butt started doing little circles, and Billie started panting. Her ass muscles were trying to expel my cock, and I let her slide forward until just the head of my dick was in her ass, then pulled her hips back to me. Billie groaned deeper. Again, her ass muscles expelled all but the head of my dick. This time I jerked her back quickly, and she let out a little "eep!" . We did it again, and again, until we had settled into a rhythm, slow withdrawl, quick pump back in. Her pussy was really nibbling on my finger now, and her butt started a rotation as I'd jerk it back to me. "Eep!" came from her open, panting mouth with each instroke. The flash was going off periodically, so either Jay or John was taking pictures. 

"You like that, don't you?" I asked Billie, "you like my cock in your ass, don't you?" 

She groaned a hesitant, ".....ye... yes." 

"Say it out loud," I insisted, for the recorder. "Yes," Billie moaned.

"Say you like my cock in your ass," I demanded, giving her a little harder hunch.

She almost yelled, "Yeah! Yes! I like your cock in my ass!" 

"Do you like being fucked?" I persisted. 

"Yes, I like being fucked!" Billie replied, "I love it!" "Fuck me!" "Fuck me!" 

I picked up the rhythm, still rubbing her little hard clit in time with my strokes in and out of her ass. 

Billie started squealing again with each stroke, "Eeee," "Eeeee," "Eeeeeee...." "Eeeeeeee..." In just a few minutes, her little body stiffened and she raised her hands back up off the bed, and leaned her body back against me. "Oh dear," she squealed, "Oh dear, oh dear, ohdear, ohdear... I'm cumming... I'm cumming again... oh, my god, oh, oh, oh mygod, ohmygod, EEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee... " her squeal trailed off, and she slumped back against me.

When her ass muscles finally loosened, I shot my load into the condom, my hips still pumping. I settled down, and slumped against Billie's back, pushing her face-down onto the bed. We lay there panting. I pushed myself up, removed the condom and threw it into the trash. The towel we'd put on the bed was soaked with Billie's juices, which had run down both thighs. I dried it all off, and replaced the towel on the bed. Her orgasms were very, very wet. 

When I turned back to Billie, she was giggling. I asked why, and she said, "WOW! Boy, was momma wrong! She taught me sex was dirty, and something a woman did because it was her duty... and only to her husband. Sex is .... MARVELOUS! I never felt anything so... good. I never dreamed it was like... this. I love everything about it!" By then, Jay and John had laid down on either side of her. They rolled her on her back and kissed her, alternating between her mouth and erect nipples and breasts, meanwhile caressing her thighs and flat tummy. Billie was crooning, "Uuuummmmm... aaaahhhhhh.... Oooooooo... "

After a few minutes, John picked up her tiny body, turned her in mid-air, and sat her straddling his pelvis. She reached for his hard cock, lifted her hips, and inserted it into her hot little twat, slowly sinking down until their pubic mounds bumped, and let out a long hiss ... "Ssssssssssss..... ooooooo, that feelssss... soooo... good...." With that, she started lifting and lowering her pussy onto his cock, very slowly, savoring every feeling. I took some more pictures, and then some more when Jay got up on his knees and offered his cock to her willing-and-waiting mouth. She began sucking him, bobbing her head, and moaning, "UUummmmm... mmmmm... uuuuhhhhh... mmmmm..." After a few minutes, Billie started bouncing faster on John's cock, and pushed back on Jay's hips to pull his dick out of her mouth. She was breathing very hard, and making little squealing noises as she sped up her butt-bouncing. As she raised up, she'd give a little jerk that almost pulled her twat completely off John's dick, then she'd give a little swirl with her hips as she settled back down, with a little "eeek" each time. Her head was thrown back, and her hair trailed on John's chest as she twisted her head around. 

John was moaning, "Oh, gawd, oh, gawd, oh, oh, oh ... oh, gawd..." He didn't last long with her twat squeezing and pumping his cock, despite his earlier cum; so he soon pumped another condom-full. 

As his dick softened, Billie pulled herself off and crouched in front of Jay, putting her little taut butt in his direction, putting her boobs and shoulders down on the mattress. Looking back over her shoulder, she wiggled her little bubble-butt and breathed, "Do me doggie..." Jay slipped on a condom and complied, sliding his dick full-length in her squishy pussy. I took some more pictures as he proceeded to pump her hard and fast. Billie was squealing with every stroke now, "Eeee... eee... eee...Oooo... ooo... ooo..." I took more pictures. After a few minutes, Billie's hip-jerking tight little twat took its toll on Jay's cock, and he stiffened, jerking her hard against his pelvis. This set off Billie, and she let out another of those glass-breaking squeals as pussy juice ran down both thighs, "EEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...... " She trailed off, gasping for breath as Jay emptied another load into the condom, then pulled out. Billie lay gasping, a soft smile on her pretty face. We got dressed, and drove Billie back to her dorm. We parked outside and roused Billie, who had fallen asleep. She dressed drowsily as I talked to her. 

"You now have three new secret boyfriends," I explained. 

Billie smiled and kissed each of us. "We don't expect you to give up your boyfriend," I went on, "just to have a date with us once a week." 

Billie frowned, confused, "You don't care if I date Brad?" she asked. 

"No, in fact, we expect it, " Jay said, "we just want to be your secret boyfriends.... We want a date once a week, on whatever day is best for you. We won't tell your boyfriend, and don't expect that you will want to, either. We're not looking for a long-term commitment, just some fun." 

Billie thought about it a long time, asked a few questions, and seemed hesitant. I persisted, "What day is best for you?" 

She finally responded, "Wednesday, I guess, I can keep it a secret from Brad, and duck out of Wednesday Chapel as soon as it starts, about 7:00 p.m..." 

"I'll pick you up at 7:00 behind the Chapel on Wednesday, then," I agreed. Billie got out of the van, after looking around to see no one was watching, and entered the dorm. 

We picked up a couple of pizzas and went home to the apartment, had a couple of beers, checked our e-mails and got some shut-eye. We all overslept the next morning, had breakfast, cleaned up the apartment a little, and spent the day lazing around the pool watching the women. Sunday was pretty much the same, and we worked Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday as usual. 

We'd decided to bring Billie to the apartment Wednesday night, and I went to pick her up in the van, because she'd recognize it. I parked behind the Chapel and she came running to the van, opened the door and slid inside. 

Before I could even say "Hi," she blurted, "I can't do this!" She didn't pause, but went on, "I've been thinking about this, and it's all wrong, I can't be doing this, I'm a good girl, and it isn't fair to my fiancé, and it's so, so, wrong, just wrong, and immoral, and against everything I was taught... and I just can't!" She looked at me defiantly, and started to open the door.

"Maybe you ought to look at this," I said quietly, and got out my laptop from the storage rack and turned it on. I put in the VCD I'd finished that morning and turned on the slideshow I'd worked up, complete with sound. The slideshow was of Billie's performance on Friday night, pretty well timed with the sounds edited from the recorder, showing her getting her titties sucked, complete with her voice-over telling how much she liked each portion of the show. 

Billie's eyes grew big, and she stared at the screen. The blush started on her cheeks and spread down her slender neck and disappeared into her neckline. When the slideshow was over, I shut off the computer.

Billie was breathing heavily, wide-eyed and blushing. She didn't say anything for awhile, then whispered, "You wouldn't show that to anyone... would you?" 

"Not if you carry out your end of the bargain, and be nice to us." I said. 

She thought it over for a long minute, looking into my face. Then her eyes dropped, and she whispered, "O.K." I started the van.

When we arrived at the apartment, Billie was impressed at the gated security and the nice landscaping around the apartments. She was also impressed with the opulence of the living room when we entered. John and Jay were watching the VCD on the big-screen plasma TV when we entered. Both came to hug and kiss her. Jay started the video camera he had mounted on a tripod, as John dropped to his knees in front of Billie, unbuttoned and unzipped her skirt and slid it off her bubble-butt and down her slim legs. 

No panties! Billie wasn't wearing any underwear! She'd come prepared for sex! She blushed deeply as John fastened his mouth to her tiny twat. She let out a huge sigh, and lifted one leg over John's shoulder. John swiped his tongue up and down a couple of times and she squealed, "Eeeeeee...." then grabbed the back of his head, lifted her other slim thigh, and was sitting on John's shoulders, grinding her pussy against his chin and mouth, still squealing gently and gasping for air. "I...(gasp)...I have to ... (gasp) be... back... at the dorm...(gasp) before... (eeee..) midnight..." Billie managed, then went back to gasping, grinding, and squealing. 

Jay left the camera and walked over in front of Billie and pulled her sweater over her head, one sleeve at a time, so she could stay balanced on John's shoulders. 

No bra! Boy, Billie had sure changed -- from a cast-iron bra and cotton panties to no underwear at all! Jay suckled happily at her pouty mouth and perky nipples. As for me, I got a tube of anal-eze, lubed up a couple of fingers, and knelt behind her. I rubbed the lubrication around her anus, then slid one finger inside. She squealed real loud, "Eeeeeeeeeeee!" and tensed up for a minute, then resumed grinding her pussy against John's chin and lips, and gasping for breath between little squeals.

After a couple minutes of this, I slid a second finger inside her taut little pucker. This time, she let out one of those head-back, ear-splitting, glass-breaking little-girl squeals, locked her thighs tight around John's head, and had a knee-trembling orgasm, "EEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...."

She'd have fallen over backwards if I hadn't caught her. Her pussy-juices drenched John's mouth and chin, and flooded the front of this shirt, as her thighs tried to squash his head. Her tummy muscles convulsed and her butt-cheeks clenched. 

When she finally relaxed, John was fighting for air. "Damn, I thought she was going to smother me..." he marveled. I carried Billie into my bedroom and laid her on the bed. She was gasping for air and trembling all over.

Wide-eyed, Billie gasped, "What now?" 

"We're gonna make you air-tight." I replied. 

"Air-tight? What's that?" Billie wondered. 

"You'll see," I promised. 

John put on a condom and lay on his back, picked Billie's tiny body up and moved her to straddle his hips. As she'd done Friday, Billie reached for his hard cock and nestled it into her tiny twat, sliding slowly down until she captured it all. She let out a long, sibilant "Yessssssss..." John pulled her head down and gave her a long, soft kiss, which she returned, while rubbing her pert titties against his chest. Meanwhile, I undressed and pulled on a condom, also. Jay had followed me carrying Billie with the video camera and tripod into the bedroom, and he was now getting undressed. 

John was moaning, "Damn, that's tight -- Gawd, that's so tight -- even as wet and slippery as she gets, it's still about to cut my dick off..." Billie was still squirming.

I nestled up to Billie's back and she leaned back against me as I pushed her long hair to one side and kissed her on the neck and nibbled her tiny ear-lobe. She was emitting little squeals as she leaned back against me and raised one arm to reach behind my neck and pull my face to hers as she turned over her shoulder to kiss me. 

"Oh, God, it's even better than I remember," she whispered, still squealing softly as she rode up and down John's rod.

I grasped her pert and puffy nipples in my hands and pulled and tugged on her titties. Then I pulled on them as I leaned against her back and pulled them back down to John's chest. John took over kneading and caressing her boobies, as I nestled my rock-hard prick against her tiny pucker and pushed it slowly inside. 

Billie really squealed then, "EEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.... Oh, my God, what are you DOO - OOO OOOO..iiiinnnggggggg?" 

"Making you air-tight," said Jay. "When all three holes are filled, then you'll be air-tight." 

"OH, OH, OH -- that's soooo dirty," Billie squealed, "EEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..." I continued working my cock past her sphincter muscle. Once fully inside, I just sat still, and Billie was squirming on both our cocks, squealing and squirming, swirling her little butt around. Jay knelt and presented his cock to Billie. She took it in her tiny fist and kissed it, swirling her tongue around the head, and then started sucking on it, still squealing softly.

"Wow! That feels unbelievable," moaned Jay, "her mouth is like a soft vibrator around my dick..." 

John, Jay and I were just sitting still as Billie worked our cocks over with her tiny twat, tight ass and soft mouth. Quickly, Billie was speeding up then, and we each tried to match her stroke-for-stroke. After a few minutes, we were all fucking at a furious pace, and Billie was squealing even louder around Jay's dick. 

It was too much for Jay and he moaned, "Cumming... oh, God, I'm cumming!" as he shot his load into Billie's mouth. She swallowed it happily down her slender neck, still squealing without missing a beat or a stroke. Jay lay back on the bed, as Billie increased both the pace of her jerking hips and the squealing down deep in her chest. 

Then she was having another of those juice-squirting, head-back, little girl-squeal, knee-trembling, tummy-convulsing orgasms. It seemed to go on for minutes, "EEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee... eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee........... "I swear, it must have wakened every dog in town. I'm surprised we had any windows left when she finally collapsed on John's chest. 

John and I finished pumping loads in her cunt and ass and withdrew.

She was still lying on John's chest, gasping for air, when Jay, who'd already recovered his hard-on, nestled up to her back, centered his cock, and slammed it full-length into her ass. Billie squealed, and squealed some more as Jay rolled over with Billie laying on him, his dick up her butt. They both kinda wiggled a few minutes, and then Billie was jerking her hips up and down, pumping Jay's cock. What a little dynamo!

Billie had her little butt flat down on Jay's pelvis, and curled her flexible back into a bow, resting the crown of her head on his chest, and jerked her taut little butt up and down his cock, squealing softly with each pump. John lay on one side of them and I on the other and kissed and squeezed her hard titties and sucked on her puffy nipples. The squeals got louder, and she began really pounding her butt on Jay's cock. 

John and I took turns playing with her clit and sliding a finger into her tight little twat until her body stiffened, and she squirted pussy-juice all over our hands, Jay's cock and scrotum, and all over the sheets, which were already pretty soaked with juices and sweat. 

Then she passed out, laying on Jay's chest, and slept awhile. Jay eased out from under her.

Billie napped for about 30 minutes, and awoke with a yawn, stretch, and then a big smile. "What time is it?" she asked. 

"About 10:30," I answered. 

"Oh, good," she responded, "we've got another hour." Then she put both hands on the bed, and said, "Eeewwwww...I'm all hot and sticky and so are the sheets." Between all our sweat and her sweet pussy-juices, they were soaked. 

"I need a shower," Billie announced, getting off the bed. She reached and got me by the cock. "And, I need some DICK!" she whispered, and proceeded to lead me by the dick to the bathroom. 

She adjusted the water temperature and stepped into the shower, pulling me with her. She knelt in the spray, and tongued my dick back into hardness. I hollered at the guys to bring me a condom, and they both showed up. I slid it on. Once it was in place, Billie grabbed my neck with both hands and gave a little bound, and had her legs wrapped around my waist. I reached under her tight little butt and fitted my cock to her pussy. She slammed her hips down, engulfing my dick in her tight little twat all in one motion, with a little squeal, and began bouncing her butt up-and-down, really fast, squealing with each bounce. "Eee..." "Eeee..." Eeee" she squealed. Then she'd give a little groan and stop bouncing and swirl her hips. 

It was fantastic! She was fantastic! What a little sex-fiend! She had two more orgasms before I came, and she slumped against my chest. I lowered her down, we got dressed, and John drove her back to her dorm. He said she gave him another blow-job on the way back, and said she was looking forward to next Wednesday.

I had to change to the spare bedroom or change the sheets, because they were soaked with sweat and pussy-juice. I stripped the bed, put the sheets in the dirty clothes hamper, and slept in the other bedroom that night.

Thursday was a long day's work, and we were tied up solving problems with one client in particular and putting out fires at a couple of others. I replaced the sheets on my bed with a clean set before I could go to bed that night.

Friday, I had a computer programming class I teach at the college three days a week, Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, 10:00 to noon. I asked Jay and John to meet me for lunch and to come a little early so I could show them my plan for a second girlfriend.



Cruisin' for Sex Pt. 02



So, I get out of the first guy's car and as I do, I realize that I am flashing the guy in the next car, so I very carefully get up (by carefully, I mean that I was careful to flash him my naked cunt) and stroll over to his car. The guy is sitting in a lawn chair next to his car. I sat in the lawn chair next to him, and crossed my legs, being sure to continue my exhibitionist show. 

"So, you went for a ride in Bob's car?" (He actually said the make, but who cares?) 

"Oh, is that his name? Yeah, it was really stimulating... but I think that YOU have the best equipment on the lot," I replied, at the same time reaching over and grabbing his thigh. He jumped when I did that and seemed to stiffen, and not in the good way, so I withdrew my hand. This guy was a lot older than "Bob" and not in such good shape, but hey, as long as his dick worked, I was game. He probably had not had a piece of ass like me in years. He was older, mostly gray, with a lot of bald. He had a droopy mustache and wore jeans and a tee shirt that did little to hide his paunch. "Why don't you tell me all about your equipment?" 

i leaned forward in my lawn chair and let my blouse fall open, knowing full well that I had not pulled my tube top up high enough when I finished with "Bob". By the way the new guy, who had not introduced himself kept glancing down at my chest and then back up, blushing, I'm pretty sure I had at least one nipple exposed. I had my back to most of the lot. He started to stammer a description of his car, not a word of which I heard, even though I pretended to listen intently and nod knowingly from time to time. He was stammering and stuttering and stealing glances at my tits. I looked down and feigned surprise that I was exposed. I yanked my tube top first down, fully exposing both breasts to him, then up over my tits, explaining, "Oh, i'm so sorry! I didn't know that damn thing had slipped down. It is so hard to keep them in place, not sure why I wear the damn things!" 

With that, guy2 looked over my shoulder toward the rest of the lot, blanched and mumbled "Gladys". I turned around and immediately saw what he was looking at. An older woman, rather rotund, was storming in my direction. She was on me before I could even react. 

"Just what in tarnation do you think you're doing, you hussy? Get the hell out of my chair. I seen you sashaying your half naked ass all over this lot, so just sashay it on your way and leave Walter alone. Walter, put your dang tongue back in your mouth. She'd give you a heart attack!"

i did the best I could to extricate myself from the situation, because her yelling at Walter was attracting attention. I hurried up the row of cars, glancing over my shoulder repeatedly. Gladys was now venting her anger on Walter, but I did not want to risk attracting her wrath. 

About that time a friendly voice called to me from between two cars. "Don't let Gladys scare you, her bark is worse than her bite. What did you do to set her off?"

"Oh, nothing really, just talked to Walter for a minute." 

The man chuckled. "Yeah, they're a fixture around here. Charter members of the club. He hasn't done a thing to that car in ten years, but they are really a sweet old couple." I took my first good look at this guy. He was in his early forties, a very average looking guy. Average height, average build, average looks, perfect for what I needed. 

"Listen, I really need to get out of here for a few minutes. Need to get away until the dust settles. Do you think you could take me for a ride in your car?"

He paused to look at me for a few seconds and then a slight smile moved across his face. "Sure, hop in." 

i opened the passenger door of his coupe or four door, or whatever it was, and climbed in. I made no effort to pull my skirt down and it rode up nicely, exposing my legs almost to my pussy. 

The guy looked at me, and offered a handshake, "Don." I gave him a fingertip shake and replied, "Kristen." Introductions complete, Don started the car and drove out of his space and up the aisle of the lot. There were a number of catcalls and obscene comments as we drove out of the lot, but neither Don nor I paid a bit of attention to them. When he asked where I wanted to go, I vaguely waved in the general direction of my secret spot, behind the abandoned building, behind the trash dumpster parked there. 

Don was a good sport. He wowed me with the acceleration of his car, and drove out toward the country. We didn't try to talk over the wind through the open windows. Apparently, his type of hot rod did not come with air conditioning. Bummer. We turned around and zoomed back, so fast that I nearly missed telling him to pull into the driveway that led to my secluded spot. When we arrived, I unbuckled my seat belt, and turned in the seat to face him. In doing so, my skirt went right up to my cunt, and exposed my charms to him. He did not miss them.

"Don, what can I do for you to thank you for getting me out of there?" 

He just looked at me and raised one eyebrow. "How naive do I look? I sure as hell know why you brought me to this secluded spot. Lots of privacy here." He released the seat and pushed it back as far as it would go. "You'd better get to work, little lady." 

i did not need another invitation. We had established that we both knew why we were here, so I just went for it. I unbuckled his pants, and he helped me by lifting his ass off the seat and pushing his pants to his knees. Out popped a very nice average cock. He was an average joe all around. 

His car did not have a console, which made it easy for me to lean into his lap. I stroked his cock a few times, and he was immediately fully hard. He grabbed the back of my head and pushed me face first onto his cock. I pursed my lips, and as the head met my lips, I kept them tightly closed around his cock as it entered my mouth. I pulled off slightly and spit on the head. Then I let my mouth and lips slide down his length. My lips stayed tight to the contour, first expanding to slide over the head, then closing more behind the head. I gave his frenulum a quick flick on the way past, and then my lips felt the textures of the shaft, the veins, the urethra on the bottom, the smooth shaft toward the base. I didn't stop until my face felt his pubic hair. 

Don let out a low moan.

i worked my hand between his thighs and cupped his balls. Then I started a slow, sensual face fuck. I brought my lips back up the length of his cock, sucking as I went, until just the head was in my mouth. Then I swirled my tongue around his head, before plunging back down the full length. Then back up, sucking hard, until just the head. This time, I attacked the frenulum before again plunging to the hilt. My mouth was watering and my saliva was providing all the lube necessary. I continued this way for I do not know how long, until the gentle thrusting of his hips and his ragged breathing told me he was getting close.

At that point, I pulled completely off his cock, and squeezed the head. "Don't you dare cum yet!! I need you to fuck me. Please!" 

"Sorry, little lady, no can do. I'll go down on you if you want, but I'm a married man, and I can't fuck you."

"What do you mean you can't fuck me? You're doing a pretty good job of fucking my face!"

"Look... Here's the way it works. Bill Clinton taught us back in the 90's that oral sex is not real sex. So as long as all we do is oral, I can tell my wife that I didn't have sex with anyone at the Cruise. But if I fuck you, I have to say I had sex. So, we have to keep it oral." 

i just stared at him in disbelief. I started to go back to sucking him off, but he stopped me. "You want me to return the favor?" I figured "what the hell" so I shifted around and knelt with one leg on my seat and the other on the hump on the floor (what IS that hump?). My ass was toward him. Don pushed my skirt up over my ass and pressed his face between my butt cheeks. My face was down near the door, my ass in the air. Don probed and stuck his tongue out, and finally was able to reach my slit. His tongue ran up and down my slit, lapping at my juices, which had been flowing like crazy since the first time his cock hit my tonsils. 

His tongue probed my vagina, reaching in as far as he could. Not a substitute for a cock, but i'll give him A for effort. Then he started as far as he could reach toward the front of my slit, not quite to my clit, dammit, and then licked all the way up to my asshole, which he also probed. His tongue waggled back and forth as it traveled back toward the front, falling just temptingly short of my clit again. Then it was back up to my asshole, with a dip in my vagina along the way... over and over.

i really wanted to cum, and he kept falling short of reaching the nub that I needed licked, so finally I reached between my legs and diddled my finger back and forth across my clit. It did not take long before a shudder coursed through my body and I experienced my first orgasm. Being a greedy slut, I continued diddling until I came again. He kept slowly licking me from stem to stern while I recovered from my orgasms. Then I turned again in the seat and leaned over, taking his now slightly soft cock into my tender mouth.

Leaning on my elbows, I was able to wrap my left hand around his cock, and get my right hand back between his legs, where I gently massaged his precious eggs. As my head bobbed on the upper half of his cock, my left hand stroked the shaft, and my right hand continued to massage his nuts. 

This time, it did not take long for him to begin moaning and lifting his hips to meet my lips. In just a few moments, my efforts were rewarded with a nice mouthful of warm semen. Baby batter. Cum. Which I savored in my mouth while I sat up. As he recovered from his orgasm, I opened my mouth to show him his load on my tongue. Then I reached into my mouth with my fingers, picked up the ropey mess and pulled some out of my mouth. I tilted my head back and pulled cum out and let it drop back in, playing with it. Then I ate it. Swallowed it down like the finest caviar. 

He took me back to the Cruise, but said he had to get going, so he dropped me at the entrance to the lot and then drove off into the proverbial sunset. I bought a bottle of water and rinsed my mouth. The cars had thinned considerably, but I was not ready to give up. I came here to get fucked, and I was determined not to go back with an empty cunt. I started walking into the lot, scanning for my next conquest.



Cruisin' for Sex Pt. 03



I could not help but notice that not many of you enjoyed the second part to this tale. Don't know if it was not enough sex or what. Problem is that this is recounting a true event, and they don't always go the way you want them to. Hope you like this concluding part better. 





So, I got out of Don's car, and walked back into the lot, looking for someone else to try to get to fuck me. The crowd had seriously thinned, and pickin's were slim as they say. Even Walter and Gladys were gone. One old guy, who had some old car that had been restored rather than souped up offered me a ride, but that just was not the kind of ride I was looking for. I was ready to give up and try to find a local dive bar, so I started out of the lot, headed back to my hotel. 

Just as I got to the entrance to the lot, I heard a noisy rumble and a shiny red sports car pulled up next to me. I kept walking, until a voice asked me, "Do you need a lift someplace?" I turned around and looked down into the low-slung sports car. The driver was a kid, certainly a college kid, and I was certainly old enough to be his mother. I turned, and leaned on the windshield of the convertible, leaving one foot up on the curb and the other in the gutter. 

"Ooooo, pretty car! Just what kind of ride do you think you can take me for?" I cooed. 

"It's okay. I kind of like cougars." At least he recognized the age difference. "You'll do things that girls my age won't do." 

"Oh? Like what?"

"Like get in my car and go home with me to uh... play." I stared at him incredulous that he was so forward. "Oh, come on. I watched you leave with Bob and Don. And Bob's been bragging to everyone that you gave him a blow job. I'm no virgin! And you know what they say about a young guy's recovery time!" Damn he was brazen!!! I kind of liked that, and he was my best shot at this place for some hot fucking.

"Okay. But will you bring me back here when we're finished?"

"Sure, wherever you want to go."

"What about your folks?"

"Out of town."

"You have to use a condom."

"I don't have any condoms."

"I do."

"See? I knew you weren't here for the cars! Get in. My name is Rob."

"Kristen."

So, I got in. 

I don't know how good a driver he was, but he sure drove fast, and the car could provide the speed. When we accelerated out of the lot, I was literally pushed back into the seat! I decided to hook my seat belt, which caused him to laugh. We came to a red light, and he turned to me. 

"Show me what you've got." Damn, there was that directness again. I turned slightly in my seat, and pulled the tube top down, exposing my tits to him as we idled at the light. "No, I want to see your pussy." So I pulled the tube top back up, lifted my ass off the seat, and hiked my skirt up to my waist. I spread my legs for him, and let him see my freshly shaven pussy, still slightly wet from the workout that Don's tongue had given it. "Nice." Glad he approved. 

We were in a suburban area, but he steered the car onto the interstate for a couple of exits. As soon as we got off the interstate, he was on his cell phone. "Hey, Ray, guess what?... nope... nope... I got us a cougar! Yup. Meet us in the pool house in ten minutes." He drove us down some country lanes for a while, and then turned into a wide driveway, blocked by a wrought iron gate. He pushed a button on what looked like a garage door opener and the gates swung open to let us pass. This was the kind of house and grounds like Master's and like all of his friends, and it explained where a college aged kid got the money to buy this expensive looking sports car. 

He drove past the house and the huge garage, and stopped by the back of the building next to the beautiful swimming pool. We got out, and I pulled my skirt down while we walked into the pool house via the back door. The inside of the pool house was spacious, carpeted, with two arm chairs and a sofa. There were louvered doors at one end, standing open, that were the actual dressing rooms. There was a bar along one wall, and Rob went directly behind it and offered me a drink, rummaging in a refrigerator. He found some chardonnay, and poured me a glass. I sat at the bar, and he stood behind it and took a long pull off of a long neck bottle of Yuengling. 

"We'll wait til Ray gets here. Ah, here she comes." He was looking out the window.

"She?"

"Yeah, Rayellen is my sister." Oh, shit! Things just got really kinky.

"She's your sister?"

"Yeah, we're a really close family," he grinned. 

Rob came around the end of the bar and went to the door. He unlocked it, opened it and stood aside. A young woman, maybe mid-twenties came into the room. She was several inches taller than me, probably around 5'-6", long chestnut hair, and a killer body. She was wearing a white tee shirt that hugged her tits that had that youthful tilt and firmness, pointing straight out at me. Her nipples were obvious under the tight fabric of her shirt, and clearly she was not wearing a bra. I'd guess her breasts were 34C. She had on track shorts and flip flops. 

She stopped in the open doorway in front of Rob and went to tiptoes to kiss him, gabbing the back of his head to guide him to her mouth, and kissing him open mouthed. "Hello, Baby Brother." This was the first I really took the opportunity to look at Rob. Like I said earlier, he was college age, probably 20 or 21, tall, nearly six feet, curly black hair and green eyes. I love green eyes. She had brown eyes. He was wearing a red tee shirt with a college logo and madras shorts. He was stocky, more like football player who had gone soft. Not really soft, but thick. He was barefoot. Both of them had nice tans.

"Okay, Rob, let's see what you brought us this time." Apparently this had happened before. She closed the door behind her and walked over to me. 

"This is Kirsten," he said.

"Kristen," I corrected.

"Doesn't matter. We won't be forming a lasting relationship, unless you turn out to be something really special," Ray spoke matter-of-factly. "Let's see what you've got." 

I slid off the bar stool, and started to untie my shirt, which was tied at the waist over the tube top. 

"No, over here," Ray ordered. She sat in one of the arm chairs, and Rob sat on the arm. She draped her arm casually over his leg. 

I went and stood in front of them, and untied my shirt, slipped it off and tossed it into the other arm chair. Next I grabbed the bottom of the tube top, and very slowly pulled down on it, until first one nipple, and then the other just popped free. My tits could not compare to hers, and I was jealous. From the view I got as she had walked to the chair, my ass could not compete with hers either. I figured I better do whatever I could to make my body seem better. She just really intimidated me. With my nips peeking over the top of the tube top, I unbuttoned and unzipped my jean skirt. I pulled it down just until it was on the swell of my hips, enough that they knew I was shaven, but not enough to show them my cooch. Basically, I was trying to do a striptease without the music. I turned my back to them, swaying to music in my head. I grabbed the sides of the skirt and slowly bunched it up at my hips, exposing my ass to them. My jean skirt was now bunched at my hips, like a belt, but still covering my pussy. I turned to face them again. Rob was smiling. Ray was stone-faced. I put my knees together, the right just in front of the left. I crossed my arms in front of me, grabbed the bottom of the tube top on each side and in one motion, whipped it up over my head, tossing it onto my blouse in the other chair. I kept my hands extended over my head so that my tits would not show any sag. Then my hands went to the bunched up skirt and in one motion, I pushed it to the floor and stepped out. I stepped forward one step, and then planted my feet shoulder width apart cocking first one hip, then the other, slowly rocking back and forth. I left my wedgie sandals on.

Rob smiled. Ray did a slow clap. "Well, you tried, didn't you? Honestly, Rob, I don't know what you see in older women, but if it floats your boat, I'll go along." Ouch! That hurt. She reached into his lap and felt his cock. "And apparently, she floats your boat." Then she looked at me. "Okay, rub one out."

I blinked. "Pardon me?"

"I want to see you masturbate." I see where he gets his directness.

I stuck my tits out as much as I could and reached up, taking my right nipple in my right hand and my left nipple in my left. I massaged and pulled the nipples, getting them hard. I swayed again to the music in my head, and ran my hands up and down my sides. Then the palms over my breasts and then back down the center of my stomach until I covered my pussy, then to the sides and back up again. I licked my finger tips and rubbed them on my nipples. The whole time, Ray and I were staring at each other, directly in the eyes. Rob was shifting nervously on the arm of the chair, trying to adjust his cock. Good. At least I was getting to him. 

Then I again licked the fingers of my right hand. With my left hand, I parted my nether lips, and then I put my moistened fingers to my cunt. What happened next surprised the hell out of me. My fingers slid easily between the lips, and I felt an incredible wetness between my legs! Apparently, without even realizing it, Ray's dominant demeanor had triggered my submissive streak, and she had me wet and ready. I pulled my right hand from my cunt and held the fingers in front of me at waist height, looking at them, turning them this way and that, and rubbing thumb and forefinger together, only to have them joined by a gossamer thread of pussy juice when I separated them. I looked up at Ray's eyes and she was smiling. 

I raised my fingers to my mouth, and still staring into Ray's eyes, I slowly, ever so seductively inserted them into my own mouth one at a time, and sucked them clean. Then I plunged them back into my pussy and started rubbing furiously. My knees buckled slightly as I rubbed. Every once in a while, I would pull them out and lick them off, sometimes forcing all four fingers into my mouth. I could not believe it, but already, I could feel an orgasm building in front of these two. 

"Stop! Come over here," she commanded. Reluctantly, I obeyed. 

I stood naked in front of them, my legs slightly spread. Ray reached between my legs, between my lips, into my sex and rubbed around. When she removed her fingers, they were thoroughly coated with my vaginal secretions. My cunt juice. She offered me her fingers and I greedily sucked them, cleaning them. 

"Try her, Rob. What do you think?" He obediently reached between my legs and shoved two fingers roughly up my cunt as I licked and sucked on Ray's fingers. 

"Hot damn, Ray, she's soaked!!"

"Yes, little brother, I think you brought us a live one. Get the sofa open!" 

Rob took his fingers out of my vagina, and practically jumped up and ran across the room. He tossed the cushions to the floor and opened the sleep sofa.

"Hope there are clean sheets," Ray observed.

"Yeah, should be. Last time I fucked Christy out here, I told her to change them."

"You'd better hope that your father does not find out that you're fucking her. You know he hired her to be his mistress, not yours!"

I assumed they were talking about one of the household staff. Many hedonistic rich folks hire their house staff for dual purposes. 

I was just standing there, while they discussed the household staff, like I was a piece of furniture. Rob had finished opening the sofa bed, and there was a fuchsia colored cotton sheet on the bed. 

Ray pushed past me to stand next to her brother by to the bed. I turned to watch as she reached up to kiss Rob once again. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him hard and long and with lots of tongue. He sighed when she broke the kiss. Clearly she was in charge here. She grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head, with a bit of difficulty because of the height difference, but he bent to help her. Ray leaned in and took first one nipple, then the other into her mouth, causing Rob to throw his head back and suck in his breath. They have done this before.

Next she fiddled with his belt and opened his pants, pushing them down to reveal blue boxers with a dark spot of precum on the front. The boxers soon followed his shorts to his feet, and his cock popped out and bobbed in the air. It was a surprisingly nice sized piece of meat, about 8 inches as I recall, and thick. Ray grabbed it and held it and switched to baby talk.

"Awww, look what that dirty slut has done to my baby brother." She leaned over and took the head of his cock in her mouth and sucked. He groaned and threw his head back again. So much for this being a platonic love affair between brother and sister. She cupped his balls and sucked for a moment, but then stopped. Looking at him and ignoring me, she whipped off first her shirt and then her shorts and stood in all her naked glory in front of her brother and me. And damn, I was right, her body was nearly perfect, not an ounce of fat except maybe on those perfect breasts, and really porn star quality. Rob reached out and tweaked her nipples, but she smacked his hands away. 

She commanded me over to them. "Here, play with hers." He did. He massaged my breasts as Ray watched, and then took the nipples, one at a time, between thumb and forefingers and twisted cruelly. He pinched so hard that my knees started to buckle. He just kept squeezing and followed me as I went to floor, kneeling in front of him. 

Ray spoke, "He's going to fuck your face now." He presented his cock to my lips, and pushed forward. I opened my lips and sent my tongue out to greet him as he entered. He pushed and pushed until he hit the back of my throat. I did my best to accommodate him, tonguing him as he entered. He withdrew, I breathed, and then he thrust forward again. I pulled back a bit. Ray admonished me not to pull back, but on the next thrust I could not help it. The angle just wasn't right. Ray grabbed a handful of hair on top of my head, and put her other hand under my jaw and held me there, as Rob proceeded to fuck my face. I gagged a couple of times, but then Ray adjusted my head a bit and Rob was able to thrust right into my throat. They held me like that while Rob used my mouth and in short order, he was breathing hard and then I felt him twitch and spasm, and felt the warm gush of his cum into my throat. I had no choice but to swallow his seed. Third load today, and still not fucked!

I sat back on my haunches as Ray and Rob moved away from me. Rob went to drink more of his beer. I was trying to catch my breath. Ray hopped onto the center of the bed on her back, and scooted up until her back was propped against the back cushions of the sofa. She spread her perfect legs and displayed to us her perfectly shaven pussy, her flower already wet and open. "My turn, slut. Sorry, I don't remember your name, so 'slut' will have to do." 

"Kirsten," Rob offered. 

"Kristen," I corrected.

"As far as I'm concerned, right now, your name is 'Cunt-lapper', so get over here and get to work!" I got onto the bed and crawled up to her and put my mouth between her perfect thighs and kissed her open flower, her pussy, her cunt.

At first I simply kissed the labia, much the way I would have kissed her mouth. My eyes were closed, just like lovers kissing. Then I tentatively flicked my tongue out onto her lips, licking very gently, with just the tip of my tongue, first one side, then the other. Then my tongue followed the cleft of her pussy from bottom to top, not yet even parting the lips. I did that several times and then I let my tongue dig deeper, opening her. She was wet. Her pussy had the usual, unmistakable flavor. I found her vagina and inserted my tongue as deeply as I could. She lifted her hips to give me access. After tasting her hole for a while, I ran my tongue up her slit, but this time in contact with the slippery, sensitive flesh between them. As my tongue made its way up, it zigzagged over her vulva, and finally ended on her clit. Not sure I have ever felt a harder or larger clit, before or since. It was easily the size of my index finger and possibly my thumb. Or is sure felt that way in my mouth. It was rigid. I sucked it like a little cock and ran my tongue over the end. 

"Oh, God, yes... right there... suck it!!" She came and I was rewarded with a small gush of moisture from her cunt. I lapped it up.

I felt the bed shift as weight was added, and assumed (correctly) that Rob had joined us on the mattress. 

"She certainly knows her way around a cunt, that's for sure, Rob," Ray opined. 

"Seems that way. You usually last longer than that." Inwardly I beamed. Sometimes experience trumps youth.

"Mmmm hmmm... and trust me... she's not done."

I settled in to work on her and over the next half hour (I glanced at the clock on the wall), I brought her to four more orgasms. Rob pitched in to help on the last one, sucking his sister's erect nipples like a baby. At one point she rolled over had me lick her asshole for a while. After her fourth orgasm, she rolled over onto Rob and took her brother's rigid cock up her pussy. She only rode him for a minute and as soon as he started breathing hard, she stopped him. 

"I have a better idea. Wouldn't you like a crack at her ass?"

"The condoms are in my purse over there on the bar."

Ray tossed me a condom and said, "Suit him up. He's going in!" and laughed. "Get warmed up in her pussy, and I'll be right back." She disappeared into one of the dressing rooms.

I rolled the condom onto Rob, and rolled onto my back, spreading my legs. He quickly mounted me and with no preliminaries rammed his 8 inches of cock home in my cunt. I hate to admit it, but I was so horny from the events of the day that I came when he hit bottom. Not an earth mover, but a good one, nonetheless. Now, it may not be apparent to the casual observer, but one of my main kinks is humiliation. And it was seriously humiliating, being used by these two young people, and up until this point, there was no concern whatsoever for my pleasure. They talked about me like I was a piece of furniture, like I wasn't there. They had each used me orally, and only now was I getting the fuck I had been missing and craving and denied all day. As he stroked into me with long, slow strokes, he had his eyes closed. I knew he was saving himself for the rape of my asshole, but I swear, I could almost read his thoughts and he was thinking about fucking his sister, not me. 

"TA DA!!!" Ray said as she reentered the room. Around her hips was a harness and protruding in front of her, leading the way, was a 10-inch black cock-shaped dildo!

I just stared, while Rob seemed to pay her no mind and kept ramming his cock into my pussy. I could not help but wonder who that monster was meant for? Was she going to peg her brother? 

Ray approached the sofa bed, and climbed on, next to my head. 

She presented the black rubber phallus to my mouth and told me to suck it. I did my best to take it all, but it was huge and did not have the flexibility that a real cock does. I sucked it, spit on it and licked it was best I could. If that monster was going up my back door, I wanted it as lubed as I could make it. Rob just kept looking at it and grinning. 

Finally, Ray lay down on the bed next to me, on her back. Without being told, Rob stopped pumping and moved from between my legs. 

Ray looked at me evilly. "Climb on." She held the cock pointed at the ceiling and waggled it back and forth. I straddled her, and grabbed the head of the cock and aimed it at my asshole. "No, you stupid bitch, up your pussy. Rob gets your asshole!" Relieved, I realigned the cock and started to settle onto it. It kind of wedged at halfway in, and Rob climbed onto the bed and pushed down on my shoulders. I could feel my cunt muscles stretching and straining to take it all until I felt my outer lips touch the harness. It was all in. I felt incredibly full, and had an orgasm. I had wanted to be fucked, and now I was getting it in spades. 




Cruisin' for Sex Pt. 03



At Ray's order (she certainly didn't ask for anything) I began to rise and fall on that rubber cock and to my great surprise, I felt another orgasm building. It was thicker at the base and had a patch of fake pubic hair molded into the base that rubbed my clit each time it stretched me open. When Ray realized that I was about to cum again, she pulled me down on her chest. I thought she wanted to kiss me, and I offered my mouth, but with a slight expression of disgust, she rejected my offer. Yet another humiliation. 

I then felt why she had pulled me down. A dollop of warm spit hit my asshole, and I realized that Rob was still behind me. He lined up his cock on my asshole and started to push. A little bit of spit was not much help, but his cock was really slimy from being in my juicy cunt. Not that it helped that much, but he was having difficulty pushing his big cock into my ass. Ray was holding still, so she reached up and grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled my ass open for her brother. He was holding his cock to keep it aimed and straight as it invaded me. I felt him pop through the first ring, that's always the hardest part. He did not slow one bit as the invader pushed forth entering my bowels in one long, slow stroke. I came again. 

As he pushed in, Ray slowly pulled out. Then as Rob pulled out, it made way for Ray to plunge her cock back into me, stretching my cunt and tormenting my clit. They kept up that rhythm for quite some time. Rob had already cum once, so he was in no hurry to cum again. Of course, Ray's hard-on would never slow down, and she was using it expertly to ram my cunt. As Rob began to reach his pace, their technique changed. Instead of taking me one at a time so to speak, they began to ram in unison, so that with each thrust, as Rob was going in, so was Ray's cock, which rubbed on Rob's. And I felt like I was being torn in two. I lost count of the orgasms. Even Ray seemed to cum a couple of times. Then I heard Rob groan and he rammed me once more as he lodged his cock as deeply into me as he could. I felt him spasm as he filled the condom with his seed. Then he rolled to the side. 

Ray heaved me off of her, the sudden withdrawal of her monster prick leaving me feeling empty. I am sure that both my ass and my cunt were gaping. I know my pussy was twitching madly. I heard cooing as Ray and Rob cuddled each other briefly. Then quite suddenly, Ray grabbed my hair and dragged my face over to Rob's crotch. "You don't waste my baby brother's cum, you slut," she growled as she whipped off the condom. Then she forced his cock into my mouth to clean. I've never been a fan of the taste of the mix of cum, condom and spermicide, but I've learned to get off on the humiliation of cleaning a cock just out of a rubber. So, I licked and sucked him clean. Then she grabbed my hair again and tilted my head back. She had inserted two fingers into the outside end of the condom and inverted it over her fingers, so that the cum saturated inside was now outside on her fingers. She shoved the used condom into my mouth and told me to suck it clean. All the while, she called me every vile name you could think of. When she was satisfied that I had eaten all of her brother's cum that was available, she got up from the bed, took Rob's hand and led him into the shower. They left me abandoned on the sofa bed, like a used toy or dirty Kleenex, while they went to clean up. 

I could hear them laughing and playing in the shower. When it got quiet, I crept to the door of the bathroom, and peeked in. I got there just in time to see Rob cum yet another time. Three in the matter of a couple of hours. Pretty impressive. Ray was on her knees in front of her brother. His cock was in her mouth, pumping her with the last vestiges of his cum. Her finger was buried in his butt. They both had their eyes closed, like lovers lost in the moment. I withdrew to the bed and got dressed. 

When they came out, Rob kept his promise to drive me back to my hotel. Almost. He dropped me at the end of the driveway, saying that a cab was ordered for me. He was right, but he didn't pay for the cab, and I didn't have enough money to pay the fare, so I ended up blowing the cabbie to pay for the ride. How humiliating!



Cruisin' the Caribbean



WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!

(c) copyright 2001 All Rights Reserved

Another special and very sincere THANKS to 'Sweet Thang' for her expert editorial assistance.

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My wife, Jane, and I recently took a seven-day Eastern Caribbean cruise. It was the first cruise that we had ever taken. We both had a great time and are looking forward to the next one. However, events that took place on the cruise have changed our lives, for the better, and have prompted me to write our story.

Jane and I had been married for 13 years. We've had our ups and downs, but were basically happy. We were in our mid-to-late-thirties and we were both considered to be attractive, not a raving beauty or a hunk, but attractive none the less.

Our sex life had been good, but not great. In the early years of our marriage, the sex was great, more energetic than imaginative, but still great. In recent years, it had gotten a bit stale, if you know what I mean. I had hoped that the cruise would give us some time alone, away from the kids and other normal everyday distractions, and provide the needed stimulant for our stagnant sex lives. It did, but not in the way that I had expected.

Before I describe the events that took place on the cruise, let me tell you that, over the years, we had discussed our sex fantasies many times. It had been Jane's main fantasy to have sex with another man. She was a virgin when we met and had a burning desire to find out what it would be like to fuck another man. It had been my main fantasy to swap partners with another couple. You would think that we were in-sync with our fantasies, but, alas, not so. Jane couldn't handle the idea of me fucking any other woman, even though she wanted to fuck another man. Just like a woman! I, in turn, couldn't handle Jane having sex with another man unless it was in a swap situation where I got to do my thing too. Fair's fair, right? Our fantasies were just that, fantasies, we had little hope of fulfilling them.

Our first evening aboard the ship, we met a very attractive couple in our age bracket, Don and Debbi, with whom we shared a table in the dining room. We hit it off immediately. We found that we had much in common, and wound up doing many things as a foursome throughout the week.

I spent a good deal of our time together drooling over Debbi. I couldn't help but notice that Don seemed to have the same interest in Jane. As the week wore on, Don and I were ogling each other's wives more openly. I also noticed that Jane was aware of Don's ogling and increased attention. She began teasing and flirting with him by showing more and more of her luscious body, accidentally, of course. She teased him every chance she got. On the other hand, Debbi showed no overt interest in me. She had to know that I was ogling her, but she didn't react the way Jane did to Don's attention.

At the ship's next-to-last port of call, Debbi informed us that she didn't want to see any more islands. She just wanted to stay behind and lounge around the pool. I really didn't want to go ashore, either, so I also begged out, and Don and Jane went ashore together.

Debbi and I plopped down on the pool deck to relax and catch some rays. She immediately shocked me by saying, "You shouldn't have let Jane and Don go off together."

"Why not?"

"Don told me that he really wanted to get into Jane's pants."

"It's obvious to me that he wants her, but I'm confident that Jane won't do anything behind my back."

"Wanna bet?" She challenged.

"What makes you so confident?"

"I've also been talking girl talk with Jane, and even though she didn't come right out and say it, it's obvious that she wants to get some of Don's cock as much as he wants to get into her pussy. She's been asking all kinds of personal questions about him."

That bit of information really didn't surprise me, knowing her fantasy and the way she had been behaving, but I remained confident that she wouldn't do anything without my approval. "OK, what are the stakes."

She smiled seductively at me and said, "If I win, you eat my pussy and fuck the shit out of me. If you win, I give you the best blow-job of your life and fuck your brains out."

I chuckled, and responded, "I'm a big winner either way."

She smiled and reached her hand out to mine, and, very seductively, looked me straight in the eye. "I'm a big winner, too. Why don't we get a head start on the payoff?"

"OH, yeah! I'm ready, willing and able," I said as my cock sprang to attention. "But how do we know who'll win the bet?"

"We'll cover both bases, I'll give you a blow-job, you eat my pussy and we'll fuck each other's brains out twice," she giggled.

"ALL RIGHT! Let's get on with it!"

We headed back to Debbi's cabin. On the way she told me that she and Don had swapped several times in the past. A few of the experiences were good, but several were very bad. The bad experiences had convinced them not to do any more swapping. When they met us, they talked about reconsidering their position. They both agreed that sharing sex with Jane and I would be nothing but a good experience.

"You don't mind if Don fucks Jane?"

"Not if she doesn't try to cover it up. I don't think she'll come right out and tell me if she does, though, and that'll piss me off. I've been trying to get her to agree to try swapping for some time."

We got back to Debbi's cabin and had one hell-of-a-session. I've never enjoyed sex so much. Debbi had the same feelings. We had to have been going at it for close to 3 hours.

I used my 'tease' pussy eating technique on her. I slowly and deliberately tongued my way up the insides of both her thighs, then all around her slit for several minutes. By the time I lightly touched her slit with my tongue, she was begging for more. I continued to tease by flicking her clit and bringing her to the brink of orgasm, then backing off. Finally, I gave her the final salvo, I lubricated my middle finger in her pussy juices, which were flowing freely by that time, and inserted it into her ass hole. Next, I inserted my thumb into her love canal, and began to finger/thumb fuck her ass and pussy at the same time I attacked her clit with my tongue. WOW! What an orgasm she had, loud and violent. She practically suffocated me when she grabbed my head and tried to bury it deep into her pussy, I survived, but she almost passed out.

Debbi gave me a big ego boost when she said, "I've never had any guy, Don included, who ate my pussy out like you just did. MY, GOD! You're fantastic! I've never experienced anything that intense! Jane's a very, very lucky woman."

"Thanks, but we still have a few more days to go on this cruise, and I'm hoping that you'll give me a chance to top this performance. I love your pussy, I've never tasted a sweeter one."

"Any time, lover, any time."

It took Debi several minutes to recover. "Now it's my turn to show you what I can do with a beautiful cock like yours."

"Go to it, girl!"

She proceeded to lick my cock all around the head and up and down the shaft. She licked and gummed my balls until she had me begging for her to suck it. She smiled and continued to tease me by flicking her tongue into the small slit on the head of my cock and repeating the shaft and ball licking. Finally, she took the head into her mouth and swirled her tongue all around it. I was going crazy, I didn't think I could hold out much longer. When she saw that I was getting close, she stopped, again teasing me. Then, with a sudden thrust, she took the entire six inches into her mouth, deep-throating me for the first time in my life. She furiously bobbed her head up and down until I couldn't hold back any more, I exploded my entire reservoir of cum into her mouth in an intense an orgasm as I've ever had. I saw stars, for sure. She took the first spurt, which hit the back of her throat with a splat, and swallowed, then she pulled her head back and held her mouth wide open, tongue fully extended, and took the remaining spurts on her tongue. After I finished spurting, she stuck the tongue out, showed me the cum, smiled and swallowed it, very slowly and seductively, licking her chops afterwards.

"I know this'll sound like I'm trying to even up the compliments, but you just gave me the best blow-job that I've ever had, by far. Jane's only average in that area."

We rested up for several more minutes, until Debi spoke up, "Do you think that you could give Don some pussy eating lessons?" She chuckled again.

"Sure, if you'll teach Jane how to suck cock," I responded with a chuckle of my own.

"What can we do to top what we've already done?" Debi asked.

"I don't know if we can top what we've already done, but we're sure as hell going to give it a shot. I can't wait to stuff my hard cock into your sweet, juicy pussy."

"Amen to that, my pussy's panting and waiting for that piece of hard meat," Debi giggled.

By this time my cock was hard again. I positioned her on her knees, head on the pillow and proceeded to fuck her pussy from behind. It was a hard, furious fuck that lasted for at least ten minutes. Debi had several orgasms, finally when I felt myself getting close, I told her, "I'm going to cum in your pussy, baby. I'm going to spew my juices deep inside of you, I want you to cum with me."

"YES! FUCK ME! CUM IN MY PUSSY!"

I grunted, groaned and spurted my second load of the afternoon deep into her pussy. She screamed and shivered with orgasmic delight as I did so, and we both collapsed onto the bed. I rolled off her, held her in a tight, loving embrace, and we both dozed off for about an hour.

We woke up and repeated the fucking, this time with Debi on top controlling the action. Our orgasms were every bit as intense as before. Once again, we collapsed and rested in each other's arms.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to fuck your ass," I told her.

"Good, I was hoping you would. I love being ass fucked."

"I've never done it, Jane has never let me. I'll be losing my ass fucking cherry," I chuckled.

"I'm afraid that you won't be getting my cherry. Don and I have done it a few times."

Later I asked, "I'm pretty sure that Jane won't tell me if she and Don had gotten it on, but I need to know. I want to tell her about us, but won't do so unless I know whether she did anything."

"Don will tell me, and I'll let you know."

"Great!"

We went back up to the pool deck for some more sun. About 30 minutes later Jane and Don joined us. I looked them over carefully to see if I could see any outward signs that they had fucked, I couldn't.

"Hi honey, how'd it go?" I asked Jane.

"OK, we had a good time, right Don?"

Don smiled and said, "The best."

I could see from the gleam in Don's eye and the smirk on his face that he had gotten into her pants. I still wanted Debbi to confirm that fact, though. Under other circumstances I would have been very upset, but considering what Debbi and I had been up to all afternoon, I really couldn't.

"What have you two been up to while we were gone? Have you been sunning yourselves the entire time?" Jane asked in a serious tone.

I looked Don with a similar gleam in my eye and answered Jane's question, "Oh, no. We found something a little more exciting to keep us occupied. We did some intensive exploring here, on board the ship."

Don smirked knowingly. Jane saw the looks on both our faces and seemed a bit puzzled as well as uneasy. "What kind of exciting exploring did you do?"

I avoided answering her question by changing the subject, "I'll tell you later, we need to get to the cabin and get cleaned up for dinner. I'll take my shower first."

She didn't push the issue. "OK, I'll be along in 15 minutes, or so."

I saw Debbi lean over and whisper something in Don's ear, and he nodded. She turned to me as I was leaving and gave me the thumbs up sign; that was my confirmation!

When I got out of the shower, Jane had returned and was preparing to get into the shower. She was sitting on her bed with only her panties on. My cock snapped to attention thinking of what Jane and Don had done. I walked up to her and stuck it right in her face. "I'm horny as hell, I want a piece of your lovely ass."

She jumped back, got very flushed and said, "NO, not now! We don't have enough time before dinner." She didn't want me to discover the evidence of her indiscretion.

I continued to tease, "We've got plenty of time for a quickie. Now lay back and spread those sexy legs."

"No, I'm not in the mood," she said defiantly.

"I don't know about that, that wet spot on your panties is telling another tale."

Her face got beet-red, not knowing what to do next. Before she had a chance to react, I got my knees between hers and forced her legs apart. I ripped her panties off and took a look at her cunt. She tried to cover up, but I still had her panties. I took a close look, sniffed them and asked, "It looks and smells like you had some real fun today. Do you want to tell me about it?"

She covered her face with her hands and began to cry. I smirked knowingly, as I waited for her to calm down.

When she stopped crying, I pushed on, "Well?"

"I-I, I mean we, uh, Don and I, uh, you know."

"You fucked Don, is that what you're trying to tell me?"

"Y-yes. I'm sorry. I didn't plan it that way, it just happened. Please don't be angry with me. I'll make it up to you, I promise."

That sounded interesting. I wondered how she had planned to make it up to me. "How do you plan to do that?"

"I don't know. I'll do what ever you want, I mean I'll even swap. Isn't that what you've always wanted?"

"Yes it is, but swapping and going behind my back are two different things. Maybe I'm just going to have to fuck another woman first, then we can talk about swapping," I continued to tease her.

"Please don't, you know how I feel about you fucking other women."

"Yes, it's pretty much how I feel about you fucking other men behind my back. If you can do it, so can I."

"Whatever." She wasn't too happy to hear that, but she was grudgingly willing to go along with it.

I decided to stop teasing and get on with the important stuff. "Did you know that Don and Debbi had swapped partners before?"

"No. How do you know?"

"Debbi told me just before we explored each other's bodies, and fucked this afternoon," I said with a big, shit-eating grin on my face.

"What!"

"Yes, while you and Don were fucking each other's brains out, Debbi and I were doing the same thing."

"Why that whore!" She exclaimed. "That bitch! How could she? I thought we were friends."

"Honey, think about what you're saying. You went out and fucked her husband behind her back, which makes you as much of a whore as she. At least Debbi is open about it, and wouldn't try to cover it up, like you did. She and Don tell each other everything. They have a great relationship, and we need to learn something from them."

She thought about what I had said and calmed down. She realized that she was way off the mark. "You're right. I can't be angry with her. I just reacted badly to the news that you had fucked another woman. I'm sorry, you know how jealous I am."

"We've two more days on this cruise. How about if we make the most of it with Don and Debbi?"

She smiled, hugged me, and said, "OK, but you have to promise to still love me when the cruise is over."

"I'll probably love you even more than I did before. I know I'll be fucking your brains out more often," I said as I jumped her and proceeded to get my quickie in her very sloppy, cum filled cunt.

We joined Don and Debbi for dinner, and Jane surprised me by being every bit as friendly toward Debbi as before the fuck sessions. The initial shock had worn off and she was thinking more rationally.

The last two days of the cruise saw the four of us playing indoor sports with each other's spouse most of our waking hours. We all had a fantastic time.

The humorous part of our sexual romps was that I instructed Jane to watch Debbi very closely when she was giving me, or Don, head. Debbi did the same with Don when I was eating one of the girls out.

I don't know about Don's pussy eating, but Jane definitely improved her cock sucking technique.

Our sex life has improved tremendously. We're doing it more frequently and enjoying it more.

Jane no longer fantasizes about fucking another man, and I don't care to swap with any other couples. Based on some of the horror stories that Don and Debbie told regarding their previous swapping experiences, we have a very good thing going with them.

We continue to get together with Don and Debbi just about every other month. We would do it more often, but we live too far apart. We're also planning to take another cruise together next year. What a fucking week that's going to be!

Any and all comments are appreciated.