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Lorri

By: foolwriter657



Lorri woke to a strange sensation. She was completely uncovered, which wasn't that unusual. Her niece routinely stole all the blankets. The difference was that she felt the cool air on every inch of her skin. She never slept naked while at her sister's place. She tried to reach down and feel what had happened and felt an icy shiver run up her spine. Her hands were tied to the bedpost above her. And it felt as though she was gagged as well.

Lorri opened her eyes and squinting against the brightness, was soon able to make out the room around her. Last night she had gone to bed in her niece's room, now she could tell that she was in her sister's room. The bed was much more comfortable, and she would have enjoyed laying in it if her hands hadn't been tied to the headboard. 

Overhead the light was on despite the sunlight peeking around the blinds over the window. At the foot of the bed, Lorri was horrified to see her brother sitting in a chair with a smug look on his face, staring at her nude, exposed body. Shifting one leg over the other and twisting her body, Lorri was at least able to hide her smooth pussy from his gaze.

Glaring at him, Lorri screamed through the gag in her mouth. Laughing, he stood and walked over to sit beside her on the bed. Reaching down, he grabbed a handful of her large breast and squeezing gently, proceeded to play with it. Lorri screamed again and twisting, tried to get his hand from her flesh.

"Lorri, you need to listen."

Ignoring his words, Lorri kept twisting her body. She shrieked suddenly as his large hand came down suddenly and struck her ass cheek. She could feel a burning sensation where he struck her, and tears welled up in her eyes. She knew that for the moment anyway, she was his to do with as he pleased. But once she was untied...

"That's better. Now, I'm going to remove your gag, and we will have a calm discussion of what is going to happen over the next couple of hours. Exactly what happens will be up to you, and how well you take things. If you try screaming, the gag will go back on and I'll be a lot less nice than I had planned. OK?"

Lorri nodded and quietly thanked Jason for removing the gag. She would cooperate for as long as it took, but once his wife came home she'd tell her everything.

"Now, first things first. I'm sure you are dying to know why you are tied naked to the bed. The answer is simple. I think you are a very hot woman, and I wanted to see more of you. I've fantasized about you for a long time, and now I finally have a chance to see more of you, so I took it."

"Jason, where's Bev?"

"She took the kids into town to do some shopping. She was going to ask you to come with her, but you were sleeping so soundly that she thought you needed some more rest so she left you here with me. She won't be back until dinnertime, so we'll have a few hours of playtime ahead of us. Guess I gave you the right dose last night, you woke up just in time, a few minutes earlier and I wouldn't have been ready for you."

"What are you going to do to me?"

"That depends on you, Lorri. If you cooperate, nothing that bad. If you fight me, you'll definitely regret it. But I don't think you'll fight me. I know you want it, but you just need to be 'forced' to do it."

"Bullshit you prick! I don't want to be forced to do anything with you."

"Really? Well then Lorri, why is it that I can smell your arousal?"

Lorri felt her face flush in shame. She hoped that she had hidden the fact that her pussy had slowly gotten wetter and wetter as she felt her brother's hand on her sensitive breast. Taking a deep breath, Lorri looked up into his face with what she hoped was determination.

"Well, that's besides the point. I will have to tell Bev about anything we do. She'd never forgive me if I didn't, and that's the least of it. You'll be charged with rape."

"You won't tell anyone anything Lorri."

"Or what, you'll kill me?"

"Nope, I'll just open my big mouth and share my little secret, or should I say, your secret."

"And what might that be?"

Smiling at her, Jason bends down and put his mouth close to Lorri's ear. As he whispered in her ear, Lorri felt the bottom on her world fall off. He had her. There was nothing she could do but go along with what he wanted. If anyone found out about that, her life may as well as be over. Even if her family could forgive her, they would always look at her differently, as less than a daughter or sister. They wouldn't be overt about it, if they could even bring themselves to offer forgiveness, but it would always be there. She would be the black sheep of her family until the day she died, and perhaps a few generations beyond too.

Tears streaming down her cheeks, Lorri asked how he had found out. Tenderly, Jason reached over and wiped the tears away with his thumb. Finished, he bent down and kissed her softly on her forehead.

"It doesn't matter how I found out, does it? Just that I know. I know for a fact you don't want that to come out. Hell, anything I do to you is minor compared to that little tidbit, isn't it?"

Nodding her head, Lorri agreed to do as he asked.

Smiling to himself, Jason reached down and untied his sister. She seemed defeated. He knew that she was his now. And all because he had lucked out one day. Now he just had to get her over the fact that her secret was out, and back to being aroused again.

"What do you want from me Jason?"

"Tell you what Lorri, I'll take it easy on you. All you have to do is spend from now until Bev gets home naked, do some tasks I have planned for you, pose for some pictures doing what I say and occasionally relieving me with your mouth and I'll forget I ever found out your secret, well, if you do a good job anyway. How does that sound?"

Lorri quickly agreed, the deal was a lot less than she expected him to ask for, especially knowing a little of his sexual preferences from talks with Bev. She sat on the bed in a daze, wondering how he could have ever found out. Lorri had kept that from everyone in her life, it was the one thing she was going to bring with her to the grave. She hated the fact that someone finally knew, and that it was being used to blackmail her into doing things she secretly wanted to do. Jason was right. She really did want to do it.

Lorri knew that in spite of her facade, inside her truly was a woman who wanted to be controlled, to be used by another for their own pleasure without regard for her own. She had a string of bad relationships that had one thing in common. She always gave more than her boyfriends did. Blinded to their faults, Lorri was secretly pleased about being used. 

She put on a show around family members, pretending that she was in charge, that she ruled her roost, and for the most part her boyfriends had allowed her to act the part. As soon as her parents were gone though they reverted, treating Lorri like shit, cheating on her, abusing drugs and expecting her to pay their way. She took it all, hating that she did but addicted to the sexual ecstasy she received while they used her for their pleasure.

Deep inside, Lorri didn't really believe that she could have the best of both worlds, a man who truly did love her but at the same time used her. So Lorri settled with having a man who satisfied at least one of her needs. Getting off on being little more than a sex toy for her boyfriends had shamed Lorri, but she couldn't deny the intense arousal she experienced while she was being used.

Jason had seen through her act though, and what's more, had somehow found out her secret. Now he planned on using it to his advantage, using it as a lever to force Lorri to do his bidding. Despite herself, Lorri found herself getting even more aroused. At least she knew that he cared about her as a person. The years he had been in her life as the husband to her little sister he had always treated her with respect, even helping once or twice when she was down, going as far as holding her one night as she cried after a fight with her family.

Lorri felt herself starting to feel a bit better about what was going to happen. Jason had always been good to her, and she knew that his wife had some serious sexual hang-ups. Maybe it was finally her turn to give back to him, and things just worked out for the best. She could hold on to the fact that she was being 'forced' to ease her conscience, while at the same time she could let herself be free and truly enjoy the experience.

Jason watched Lorri as she sat on the bed going through things in her mind. He was fascinated with this beautiful woman, had been since the moment he had met her. He truly loved Bev, but there were times in the dark of night that he wished he had met Lorri first. Looking over her naked body, Jason felt his arousal growing by the second.

Lorri was a beautiful woman, a heavy by today's standards, but still extremely sexy. Jason had always been torn trying to decide which was her best feature. Her dark brown eyes that sparkled with intelligence and humour? Or was it her gorgeous smile, full lips and perfect white teeth? Maybe her creamy smooth skin? And then there was the rest of her body. Large full breasts that just begged to be kissed and stroked, and to have a hard cock squeezed between them as well as a big soft ass that seemed to scream 'Fuck Me' to Jason.

Every time he tried, Jason ended up going around in circles whenever he tried to pin it down. He finally decided that it was the whole package that appealed so much to him. She seemed to be a goddess of lust to him. That she was so much like him in so many ways sure didn't help, nor did it help that she was very open about her sex life. The major difference between Lorri and her sister Bev was that Bev, while every bit as gorgeous as Lorri, had a lot of sexual hang-ups. Lorri was much more willing to experiment, and from what she had shared, liked to do a lot more than Bev.

Tired of missionary with the lights off, when Jason had stumbled across the skeleton in Lorri's closet. He had immediately hatched his plan. Jason didn't plan on cheating on his wife, in other circumstances he'd jump at the chance to bed Lorri, today all he wanted was material to fuel his many sexual fantasies of her. Nothing like a picture of her naked to do that.

Looking up to Lorri's face, her inner doubt and the shock of things were evident on her face. Knowing what he had to do, Jason cleared his throat and gathered his courage. Now was the time to be bold.

"Lorri, its time. First though, there is something I think you need, hell, I think you deserve this."

Confusion crossed Lorri's face but doing as she was told she turned around and on her hands and knees on the bed she waited for Jason to give her what he had decided to give her. Fear caused her stomach to do flip flops, as Lorri thought that Jason had changed his mind and wanted to go all the way.

The first one shocked Lorri, she hadn't been prepared for the feel of Jason's large hand as it struck her exposed ass. The next four came in rapid succession, Lorri felt the burning in both cheeks that was matched by the burning in another set of cheeks. Her ass hurt from the powerful blows, but she knew each blow turned her on more than the last, Lorri could feel her pussy leaking down her legs and smell her arousal in the air.

After the fifth had rocked her body, Jason's hand stayed on her ass, rubbing light circles around both smooth cheeks. He would occasionally squeeze lightly and lift, feeling the heft to her sweet big ass. The first strokes on her ass had been in complete silence, the only sounds being the slap of his hand on her ass, Jason's breath as he exhaled on his downward stroke and Lorri's muffled grunts of pain.

Lorri hardly noticed that she had arched her back as Jason struck her, giving him better access to strike. But she did realize that she was moving with his hand now as it groped her sore bottom, and what was more, she didn't care. It was if each stroke had stripped a layer of her restraint away, leaving nothing behind but the lust.

When Lorri heard Jason's words, she knew then that he had read her right. In spite of his promise to forget her secret after they were done today, Lorri found herself wishing that he would break his word and continue to blackmail her into doing his wishes.

"You've been a very naughty girl, haven't you Lorri?"

SMACK!

"You deserve to be punished, don't you Lorri?"

SMACK!

"Look at you. Your pussy is positively gushing. I bet if I keep hitting you, you'll probably cum, won't you?"

SMACK!

Stopping to feel her ass again, Jason felt his swollen member leaking in his underwear. Here Lorri was, completely submitted to his will, and she was turned on by the fact. He had repeatedly spanked her and only managed to turn her on more.

"You want to cum don't you, you dirty little girl. You want to cum from my hand punishing you, don't you?"

SMACK!

"Then cum, you dirty girl, cum on my hand."

Just as she was waiting for his hand to hit her again, Lorri arched her back to meet it. She knew he was right, another smack or two and she would reach her peak. Her eyes opened wide and she screamed as she felt his hand on her, not to smack her, but instead Jason had shoved two of his long thick fingers up inside her drenched pussy.

Lorri instantly climaxed, spraying Jason's hand with juices and soaking the bed under them. It was easily the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced, Lorri nearly passed out from the pleasure. As the waves of pleasure slowly started to ebb, a different feeling began to infuse her body. Shamed at herself, Lorri felt very dirty. She had let Jason take over her body, and it had betrayed her. 

She started to move when she again felt a smack on her ass, Jason's deep voice telling her not to move. His fingers were still buried deep inside her as she heard the click and saw the flash of the camera. The shame she had felt was still present, but at the same time Lorri felt her body was once again reacting in a way she didn't want. Again she felt desire, desire to be used for another's pleasure, to take her own pleasure from being used.

Lorri felt suddenly empty as she felt the fingers being pulled slowly from her dripping pussy. She stayed as she was, her big bottom stuck in the air, legs spread exposing her smooth pussy to Jason's eyes and more importantly his camera. The flash went off several more times, each time Lorri felt herself becoming more and more aroused. 

Unable to see behind herself in the position she was in, Lorri couldn't tell what Jason was up to, but could hear him digging in the closet she knew to be there. Hearing something hitting the bed beside her, Lorri looked over to find a large rubber vibrator beside her.

"Fuck yourself with this. When I say 'still' you better hold perfectly still."

Doing as Jason commanded, Lorri took the dildo in her left hand and slowly ran it through her puffy pussy lips, soaking it in her juices. Several times she paused as told while Jason snapped pictures. When told to, Lorri slid the thick fake cock inside her pussy, feeling the ribbed edges as they made their way into her hypersensitive pussy. Lorri felt her face heat as she acted slutty for her brother, shame fighting with arousal, with arousal winning. She knew inside that she truly wanted this, in spite of the fact she was doing it with her sister's husband.

Lorri felt her orgasm coming on slowly, her actions turning her on more than any of her boyfriends had ever been able to. The confusion of emotions were slowly being beaten down by the pleasure that was coming to a head. Almost as if he could sense when she was going to peak, Jason would pick then to tell Lorri to stop as her would take anywhere from one to a half dozen shots. 

Unable to stand the teasing anymore, Lorri was about to ignore Jason's next command when he suddenly told her to turn over. Doing as she was told, Lorri lay on her back and watched as Jason pulled his pants down, followed by his underwear, leaving his large and swollen member free. A sliver of fear, tinged with excitement travelled down Lorri's spine to her pussy. She hoped and dreaded that he had changed his mind.

"You will leave your eyes open and look at me the entire time, understand?"

Nodding her head, Lorri lifted her legs into the air and once again followed Jason's instructions as he told her how she was to use the toy on her pussy. The lust on his face was nearly primal. The thought that she could turn him on this much brought a touch of pride to Lorri, despite the fact that he was blackmailing her. 

Watching him watch her turned Lorri on all the more, and her body ached almost painfully with the need to climax. Her large breasts heaved with her erratic breathing. Each picture brought her closer, especially when she thought of him masturbating to them. But still Jason timed his pictures perfectly. Every time she reached that edge, he would stop her. She had been using the toy for what seemed forever, easily an hour, and still he denied her.

Jason came up onto the bed and started to take pictures from a different angle. From where he was kneeling, Lorri had to look directly by his engorged cock to see his face. A river of precum coated his thick shaft, dripping from his shaved balls just inches from Lorri's face. She could smell his sex, nearly as much as her own. 

His every movement caused his rigid member to bob up and down, once a small glob of his precum launched into the air and landed on Lorri's cheek. She could feel the warmth of it as it ran down her cheek, the desire to have him inside her mouth was nearly uncontrollable. 

Knowing her attention should stay on his face, Lorri instead found her focus falling more and more on his cock. It was beautiful to her lusty gaze, the large swollen head looked as if it would fill her mouth completely. Not overly long, it had a girth to it that gave Lorri the impression that it would fill her completely. Her imagination ran with the thought of it inside her instead of the thick green vibrator.

Jason kept his balls shaved, and Lorri wished she could take the heavy sack into her mouth and run her tongue over them, teasing them as streams of his precum ran down her face. As her attention turned more and more to this fantasy, Lorri was shocked to feel Jason's finger wrap around her right nipple and gently start to knead it. The small bud was already rock hard and its sensitivity caused each gentle caress to shoot directly to her aching clit.

Realizing where her mind had taken her, Lorri felt her face flush bright red and looking into her brother's face she could tell he knew what she had been thinking.

"Lorri, it's time for my pleasure, don't you think? Leave that inside you. I want you to keep it in, if it pops out you will be sorry. Now suck me, and remember, you had better make it good."

Brushing her long dark hair out of her face, Lorri propped herself up on the bed and took the warm flesh in her hand. Extremely aware of the tingle in her pussy she closed her lips over the hard cock, running her tongue softly around the head of Jason's cock. The taste of his precum caused her to groan involuntarily on his member.

While far from short, neither was he overly long, but Jason's girth made it slightly more difficult than Lorri was used to, and it took her several minutes to adjust to his size. Once she had though, she was easily sliding his cock all the way into her mouth and down the back of her throat. Closing her eyes, Lorri lost herself in the sensations of having a cock in her mouth. She had always enjoyed using her mouth to give pleasure, and was proud of her skill. The fact she was pleasuring Jason just added a bit of kink to the fact, turning her on a little bit more.

Getting in to a nice easy rhythm, Lorri felt his balls slapping off her chin wetly. Jason continued to fondle her breasts, squeezing and rolling first one, then the other nipple. Barely aware of her surroundings, Lorri hardly noticed the flash of Jason's digital camera as he took yet more pictures. She was lost to everything but the feel of a cock in her mouth and the fake one buried deep in her pussy. She consciously kept her muscles tightly constricted around the vibrator, fearful of what would happen if she accidentally pushed it out.


Lorri



I had lived with my first really serious girlfriend, Pamela, for around 18 months when the following events I'm going to relate occurred.

I'd met Pam whilst working in a bar during a college year. We'd gotten on right from the start - she loved to party, and we clubbed many nights after work. Though outgoing, she was quite a private person when it came to sex. I'd found out that although many tried, only one guy before me had gotten into her pants properly and that had been a serious relationship lasting some 2 years - her first real love.

So when I finally managed to get things on a sexual basis she was really keen and a fantastic lover. She was 22, tall (about five feet seven or eight) and had the type of body which appealed to me - long shapely legs and a full 36c bust. Coupled with long dark hair, big brown eyes and lovely sallow skin she was the sort of girl who keeps customers at a bar until closing time. Her personality was outgoing and she was chatty with everyone. When it got round that I was indeed shagging her on a regular basis I was offered many incentives to spill the beans - I could've drunk free for a year if I'd wanted to tell all.

But I kept it to myself. Didn't want to spoil the fun. We eventually got a flat together, but still kept on with the bar work to get through college.

Pam had one very good friend called Lorri, a 24 year old babe. Not quite as good-looking as Pam (who was, and I'd say that anyway wouldn't I?), but Lorri was a similar personality type - shy but you could sense the fun bubbling under. 

She had a short light brown bob, a high-cheekboned sweet face and long legs like Pam's. Her boobs were her best asset, though - her slim frame held high two lovely full melons, which always drew guys' eyes like a magnet. You couldn't help yourself - she was just in possession of those kind of tits which make you sit up and take notice. They're a rare thing as you'll all know and when your girl's got a friend with a set then it's happy days and someone's always welcome to come round.

For a while Lorri started appearing in the pub, sitting at the bar for a few hours and drinking, for her, quite heavily. There would be the usual girl-girl conversations carried out in great secrecy. Turns out her slimeball boyfriend was cheating on her - not for the first time - and she was confiding/pouring her troubles out to Pam. 

Now I knew the guy, and why he'd cheat on a piece of ass like he had at home I just didn't know. Plus, I also got to see the chicks he was cheating with - working in a popular bar gives you the access - and not one was a patch on Lorri. It was pretty peculiar and I had to admit he was being a bit of a dick.

So Pamela tells me all this and I do the guy thing of tutting, etc, saying how terrible it must be for Lorri - all that. Then Pam goes a bit further and confides that Lorri thinks it must be because she's not very sexually adventurous. Apparently, she has trouble loosening up enough to let herself get into it. It was an eyebrow raiser to see such a hot ticket and know she had inhibitions.

So Pam takes Lorri out one night to drown her sorrows, etc. I was working til closing time, and then headed home thinking I'd be in bed long before Pam got in from clubbing.

I took a shower and sat about in a robe, supping a beer and watching the music channels, just chilling before hitting the sack.

I was susrprised to hear the front door open and more surprised to hear Pam's voice call on me. She came through to the living room where I was sitting, slightly unsteady on her high heels with - surprise number three - Lorri in tow.

The girls had gone for a meal, downed a couple of bottles of wine, hit the bars and then a club. But Lorri's gook of a boyfriend was also in the club and she didn't want to make a scene, so Pam had trailed her back to our place for late night drinks.

They opened another bottle of wine between them and settled down on the three-seater couch across from me. They chatted a bit amongst themselves while I watched Tv and then Pam got giggly and asked me if I was expecting company, given the way I was dressed in only my white bathrobe. I made a crack about flashing at the window which amused them both. I watched them giggle - realised Pam was wearing a great short black dress under her little cardigan with a pair of hold-up black stockings. She looked damn hot. I felt a stirring, wondered if she would be up for some fun later. 

I switched to Lorri, clocked her terrific bare legs shuffling together as she squirmed with laughter on the couch. She was in white, her short skirt and halter top a contrast to Pam's colour scheme, or lack of. Lorri was also showing a lot more flesh - that top displayed a great cleavage and bare shoulders. Those big tits juddered ever so gently and I couldn't help crack a devilish smile.

"What's got you?" asked Pam.

"You two look great," I said.

"Thanks Andy, but I'm sure that big split in your 'dress' beats our outfits for sexiness, easily," laughed Lorri.

So she was having a good time. Excellent. I laughed along with the girls.

Pam said, "I should have phoned you, Andy, and then you could have flashed us at the window instead of some stranger. . ."

"Yeah, very funny. You two might have fainted given the amount you've had to drink."

"Drink doesn't knock me out," answered Pam with a devilish smile, "Just makes me horny. . ."

Wow, maybe I was right about getting some, I reckoned.

"Lorri shrieked at her friend's audacity, then giggled, "Me, too, Pam.. ."

"So we would have been amused to see you show your wares at the window, darling," Pam smiled at me.

"Ah, dear," I joked, "Guess you're just too late. Missed one hell of a show." 

"So who were you wagging your big dick at? The old lady across the street?"

"Ha-ha," I said sarcastic. "My dick's not as big as yours. . ."

"Huh," Pam looked puzzled, drunk.

"Your rabbit. You left it under your pillow. . ."

Lorri hooted, "You've got a vibrator!"

Pam shrugged it off. "Yeah. So. You haven't?"

Lorri blushed now. I thought they might have shared such knowledge but evidently not. "Well, no...not yet. . ." Lorri managed to mumble.

"You want to see mine? Don't worry, it's clean."

Before Lorri could answer, Pam shot through to our bedroom. I smiled at Lorri. She went redder and said, "Does she use it a lot?"

"Guess so," I smiled. "I bought her it for Christmas for when she's too tired for a shag or I'm out. . ."

Lorri gasped, I laughed. She was easily shocked; her shyness couldn't hide for long behind alcohol.

Pam came back in waving her pink toy with the 'ears' and the bit full of little marbles or something. "Here," she said, offering it to Lorri who reached out rather tentatively. "Oh, for goodness' sake," said Pam, "It washes. It's perfectly clean." She threw it at Lorri then sat down and gulped her wine.

Lorri inspected the toy and a broad smile broke out. "Feels strange. . .Soft. um, what's it feel like?. .You know..."

"They're the best bit," said Pam pointing at the ears. But it's all good. . ." She grabbed it, turned it on and in one swift movement stuck it into Lorri's cleavage. 

The girls burst out laughing. Lorri lay back against the couch in a fit of giggles, staring at the pink vibrator wiggling around between her tits. It made her chest wobble quite dramatically. I was loving it. A bit too much - I felt the honourable member stir and stiffen. I quickly slid a hand down over my crotch, holding the thin robe in place.

But Pam spotted me. She howled with amusement and pointed. "Not the only tool working, is it?"

I put a leg up across my knee to cover the bulge. Lorri said, "What? What's happening?" and followed Pam's direction. She dropped her jaw open and uttered, "Oh, my..."

"Yeah, right, you two," I said. "Can't expect a grown man to watch two hot women play with a vibrator and not get affected, okay..."

"Oh, we're hardly doing a thing," Pam jibed. "You're just a dirty bastard. Bet you're imagining your dick where that vibe is right now..."

"Pam!" shrieked Lorri, disbelieving, but tickled.

She was right though. The thought had definitely crossed my mind, and lower down. Or is it one and the same?... "Well I wouldn't make as much of an impression on Lorri's boobies as that thing," I said with a grin.

Lorri checked herself - pulled out the rabbit. I'd noticed the pale flesh of her cleavage reddening as the vibrator buzzed away. "Oh damn," she said, tutting. Then pulled down her top to get a better look.

Just like that, as if my dreams were suddenly being answered by some genie, her tits fell out of the thin top. She wasn't wearing a bra. In her half-drunk state she'd been too clumsy, tugged with both hands, too far down. I was staring, slavering at two incredible buoyant, ski-slope titties, each perfectly full and ripe with pink dollar-sized nipples which were jutting out a good couple of centimetres. Lorri screamed at her mistake. Pamela cracked up, hugging herself in hysterics as she wriggled on the couch. I was like a kid who's just found out Santa is real, first-hand.

Lorri attempted to get her big tits back in. She was again too hurried, she snapped the thin strap on her left shoulder as she scooped those beauties. It took her ten long seconds to get her chest under control and then she sat there beaming red, hands cupping each renegade breast under her top. "Oh. My. God." She said, mortified. "Sorry, Pamela. . ."

Pam calmed down her mirth. "Sorry? Don't be sorry. . .What for? You just gave Andy a great thrill. Look at his dick..."

Huh? She snapped me from my lust. I gazed after the girls' eyes - straight down at my crotch. I'd sat forward to witness the spectacle and had forgotten about my own wayward organ. I'm not overly-endowed but there's a healthy seven inches there and under these extreme conditions of sexual arousal it might just have been a few centimetres bigger. Certainly was throbbing away and tenting my robe. Goddamn. I resumed my previous laid-back position, leg up to conceal the beast.

"Aww," said Pam, mocking. "You're spoiling our view."

"Couldn't help it. .. "

"Let us see, then..."

"That'll be right, Pam," I said, frowning at her. 

She continued to tease me. "Give us a show..." 

"Beat it."

"Yes, good idea - you beat it, we'll watch..." 

That cracked the two of them up. Lorri laughed hard, slamming back against the couch. The impact had a great effect on her weakened top - the broken strap failed to keep her left tit in place. Once more I got a view of that bouncing beauty as it popped out again, nipple rigid.

"Oh, shit!" Lorri yelped.

"Not again!" Pam screamed, laughed til she cried.

Lorri fiddled about, attempting to fix her top up. "Damn it! It's torn now. . ."

"Those big boobs of yours can't keep under control," Pam said. "Just leave it out. I'm sure Andy won't mind. . ."

She looked at me. Lorri, too, blushing furiously as she held her tit with her hand.

"Well, how's about you let Lorri see the state she's got you in?" Pam said to me.

"Huh, you think a bit of boob is goin' to drive me crazy," I muttered, at this point mentally willing my dick to behave. But I couldn't take me eyes off that big pink torpedo in Lorri's hand. It was impossible.

"I think you should show Lorri something, seeing as she's flashing her assets at you..."

Pam was at it, really trying to wind me up. So I called her bluff. I stood up, turned my back to them quickly before they could get a view of my crotch. Then I lifted the robe up and mooned them. "My ass. .. " I said. They clapped. I sat back down. Lorri was blushing even more but there was a glint in her eye.

"Not bad," said Pam. "What d'you think, Lorri? Out of ten?"

She shyly said, "Eight..."

I smiled, "Ta, sweetheart. "I'll give your titties a nine..."

She laughed. Pam pretended offence. "Nine, huh? So what about mine?"

"Dunno, haven't seen them for a while...Maybe they've drooped..."

"Cheeky bastard," she said. "Here..."

Then she slipped off her cardigan and pulled the top of her little black dress down to her waist. Pam had on a black lacy bra, which beautifully presented those firm breasts of hers. "There you go," she said.

"Cheat," I retorted. "What about the bra?"

"You can't expect me. . ."

"Hey, Lorri even got both hers out."

She glared at me, challenging. "Right." Then she hastily took off her bra, throwing it across the room and sat there, back straight, arms out, pouting, letting her lovely 36Cs breathe. They looked fabulous as always, beautifully sculpted, topped with brown aureole and stubby little nipples. Delicious.

"Hmm,, nine I think..."

"What? I'm your girlfriend! You're meant to say ten! You gave Lorri a nine! What about a nine and a half?"

Both girls were giggling. I thought I saw an opportunity.

"Difficult to tell," I said. "Let's see both together..." I delivered the line in such a way that I'm still proud of it today - I was wearing an expression of scrutiny, intently staring at their chests; it all looked in the spirit of scientific enquiry. The line tripped nonchalantly off my tongue and had the desired effect on their drink-addled minds. 

They looked at each other, and Pam said, "Take them out again, Lorri," 

Without even giving it a second thought, Lorri was under some sort of spell and complied immediately. They both sat side by side, tits out, looking down at each other like I wasn't there.

But I was. Damn tootin'! I was debating whether to try and get a camera involved, but I feared breaking the mood. I took the precious seconds of invisibility to drink in the awesome sight of my girl and her friend sitting next to each other topless, comparing tits. Pamela's were a nice handful, firm and high set with great definition. Lorri's were, in their full glory, two beautiful full sloping works of art, those ski-jump curves finishing in her puckered pink nipples. They settled with a gentle sway which portrayed their ripeness. I was a happy lad sitting there.

Pamela shattered my peace: "Well?..." she simply asked, serious.

"Incredible," I said. "You girls have some awesome boobs between you..."

"I can't believe I'm doing this.." Lorri sniggered.

"Well, either you're enjoying it, or it's cold in here...But I've had the fire on.." I said, grinning and staring at her perky nipples.

She actually grabbed each between thumb and forefinger, tweaking them a bit. "Oh, they're always like this when. .. "

"When you get them out.." Pamela laughed. Then she copied Lorri's actions, saying, "Mine, too...Sometimes."

She looked at me. I was a pig in shit with the two girls now fiddling with their nipples. "Can't say you're cold, Andy..So what's your excuse for that hard thing?" Pamela said, sneering at me.

"Can't help it if I'm visual..I'm a guy.." I said in defence, adjusting to cover my throbbing erection.

"Hey, we can be visual, too...right Lorri?"

Lorri shrugged agreement. Her tits responded beautifully, bouncing. She'd folded her hands in her lap and to my delight was showing no desire to cover up again.

"So how about you show a little bit of flesh too?" Pam said.

"I've already shown my ass."

"That was just a flash. Look at us sitting her half-naked. About time you joined in the fun."

I decided to call her bluff again. "Okay," I said as the girls sipped their wine, "I'll join you..." So I took both my arms out the robe and let it settle around my waist. "There," I smiled, "I'm topless too..."

I got some catcalls and Pamela threw her rabbit at me. I caught the vibe, turned it on and teased around my chest with it. I stroked it over my nipples and said, "There you go, chicks. I didn't see you two doing this..."

Pamela booed me. I tossed the rabbit back to her and said, "Your turn."

She copied me, buzzing her nipples. Lorri gave a little excited yelp at Pam's cheek. Then when Pam handed the rabbit to her she looked shocked. "Go on," said Pam, "Show him..." 

Lorri grinned, laughed and did the same. I drew in a breath as I watched those big titties judder and quake as she used the vibrator on them. She smiled at me.

Pam said, "There you go Andy...Anything you can do..."

Cheeky cow. Cheeky cows, actually. Lorri stuck her tongue out at me as she gave the rabbit back to Pam.

"I seem to remember I showed you my ass," I smirked, leaning back, hands behind my head. Gotcha.

Pam screwed her face up in irritation. But I knew my girl - she like a challenge and didn't like to be beaten. "Right," she said brusquely, and stood up. From behind, her long legs looked fantastic clad in the stockings; her heels accentuated their languid curves. I could see thin strips of tawny flesh peeking out between stocking tops and dress hem. Delicious. But even I was shocked when Pamela proceeded to raise her dress right up around her waist, meeting the lowered top half so it looked like she was wearing nothing more than a black belt. Her ass was bare.

"Bloody hell," I exclaimed.

Lorri gasped. She was sitting with a full-frontal view. She could obviously see what was hidden from me - Pamela's shaven pussy right at face-level.

Pam stuck her ass back at me. Those heart-shaped cheeks shone. I wanted to slap it. Her posture forced the cheeks to part at the top of her thighs revealing her nicely puckered pussy - her inner lips always poked out slightly between her puffy outer labia. A beautiful sight framed by a beautiful ass. And her long legs, taut and sculpted by the sheer black stockings just raised the temperature even further. She even had the cheek to reach back and pull her ass cheeks apart, flashing her little asshole. "Spilled white wine on my panties when I went to the loo in the pub earlier," she said, explaining her commando appearance. Then she sat down with a squeal and a big grin. I was intrigued to see she never bothered pulling her dress back down, or up. She was to all intents naked but for the stockings and heels.

Lorri was having fits of laughter, shocked but drunk enough now to get over her embarrassment. She sobered up a bit when Pam said, "Your turn, Lorri." After a seconds pause, she smirked, jumped up and turned her back on me. She hiked up her white skirt and wiggled a lovely tight ass at me. I could see a white thong disappearing up her crack as I watched those firm cheeks flex. I also caught a glimpse of her big tits shaking in time with her ass as she bent over. She sat back down looking pleased with herself.

"Hey, that's cheating, "I chanced. "You've still got panties on..."

She laughed, "No way...I'm not taking them off...No..."

"You got to, Lorri," Pam teased, "Not a full moon with knickers on...Anyway, do that and then he's got to go further..." She peered at me, taking this game seriously. 

Perfect, just what I was hoping for. Two drunk girls, one sober horny bloke. Great recipe.

"Oh for fuck's sake," Lorri croaked, and without further complaint, stood up and wiggled out of her panties. They dropped to the floor, along with my eyes and jaw, and she then whipped her skirt up, showing me that sweet tight ass in full moon. I tried to tilt my head to catch a glimpse of her snatch but she was too quick and pulled her skirt back into position before sitting down again. Pamela clapped her and added, "Hey nice shave job," just to niggle me, knowing I was angling for a look at Lorri's pussy.

"Well, big boy, looks like the ball's back in your court," my girl said, grinning. She took a sip of wine, adding, "Think you've seen enough to wank that thing for us?"

Lorri yelped her shock and amusement.

I was surprised at Pam but should have expected her cheek. So I chanced it. "You going to watch and use that thing?" I asked, pointing at the rabbit.

Pam lifted her toy and ran it around her nipples in a blatant tease, gazing at me with big doe eyes. "Don't tell me you don't want to jerk off for an appreciative audience," she said. Lorri gasped and put a hand to her mouth to quell her laughter.




Lorri



"Do you want me to?" I asked, looking her square in the eye.

"I think we'd like that, huh Lorri?"

Lorri blushed furiously again now that attention was on her. I saw the flush spread to her chest above those big quivering boobies. She smiled and said, "Well, if Andy wants to...I'm not going to say anything..."

Did I want to? Fucking hell. Slow on the uptake. The damn thing was aching to be freed from the constrictions of my robe. 

"Come on then," said Pam. "We want you to get it out."

So I did, very deliberately opening my robe and grasping my cock at the base of the shaft. I looked up. both girls were transfixed, Lorri open-mouthed.

Pam smiled wickedly and said, "Well, let's see you wank it..."

"What are you going to do?"

"Watch! Come on - don't be shy..."

Cheeky cow. Sitting there with my dick throbbing in my fist, precum already shining up the bulbous head, and she's talking about being shy. So I started to jerk slowly, mindful of how turned on I was...Didn't want to blow it too early if you know what I mean.

The girls watched. Pam unconsciously licked her lips. Lorri leaning forward, was breathing heavily. Her big titties had rock hard nipples and she would occasionally brush her hands against them. I was sure it was deliberate so I decided to up the ante.

"Give me Lorri's panties over, " I said. 

Puzzled, Lorri looked at Pam then tossed over her panties with a little laugh. I wrapped them around my coke and pumped faster.

Pam said, "Oh, you dirty so and so.." but looked fascinated.

Lorri just uttered a small breathless sigh and bit her bottom lip.

I had their full attention. So I stopped.

"Hey, what's up...Don't stop..." Pam scowled at me. "We want to see you shoot it..."

"I think I've gone far enough for now," I said with a smile, straining to resist the urge to give her what she wanted. It's a bit uneven don't you think?"

"What, two half naked girls watching you wank?"

"Yeah. I'm showing everythiong if you, know what I mean..."

"Oh...Right. You mean you want to see this..." Pamela pouted her ruby lips in a sexy smile and lay back against the couch, pushing her crotch forward. She opened her stockinged thighs to reveal her amazing shaven pussy. Her lips were swollen, and a sure sign of her arousal was the moisture glinting in the light.

Lorri looked shocked but stared at Pam's pussy as much as I did.

"Nice," I said, "but I want to see both your pussies." I looked directly at Lorri. She caught her breath and went pale. She couldn't meet my gaze and looked away, down at my dick. I took the opportunity to pump my shaft some, fondling my balls with my other hand, letting her see all.

"Go on, Lorri...It'll be cool...Be alright.." Pam was getting well turned on. I could tell by the hoarse quality to her voice. "Let him see...make him wank off for us.."

Lorri took a second, then a big breath which pushed out those magnificent tits. She blew her breath out with a big sigh, steeling herself. "Okay," she whispered. She copied Pam, lying back and sliding her hips forward. She bit that bottom lip of hers again, hard then grasped her skirt.

I watched with baited breath, insistent hardon and drooling mouth as the white material inched higher. I thought that at any moment she might chicken out - knowing Lorri for the quiet girl she was - but I'd underestimated her needs. She looked right at me as the skirt reached the top of her thighs. I could already see the promised land in the shadows between her thighs. Then she quickly lifted the skirt right up away from her crotch. 

Her thighs were quite close together, but I could clearly see her pronounced mound with a trim little triangle of light brown pubes. I wanted to see when the point of then 'V' went though. I looked at Pamela, raising my eyebrows. 

Pam understood. "Open a bit for him," she coaxed. 

Again, I thought Lorri might bottle it, but she shut her eyes and parted those firm legs. A gorgeous pussy opened up for me. The little triangle was her only concession to hair. Everything else was bald. Her pussy lips were pretty large, each a puffy chewable bulge. I think her slit was normally tight and perfectly symmetrical, but her spread showed Lorri was enjoying this evening of fun - I could see pink between those big lips, a cleft soaking in juice, a little trickle of which ran out and down into her ass crack. She was breathing heavily, gnawing on her bottom lip. I actually thought she was near to some sort of mini-orgasm.

"Lovely, Lorri," I cooed. "A lovely pussy you have..."

She gave a little sight of pleasure, still with her eyes shut.

Pamela said, "Wow,lorri..You're hot..." Then she glared at me and demanded, "Okay Andy, wank your cock for us..."

So I started to jerk again. 

Pamela gazed on with undisguised lust. I knew that watching guys jerk off was a favourite fantasy turn-on for her. I wasn't surprised when I saw her take the vibrator and start to attack her clit with it. I'd never really seen her masturbate properly before and it was eye-opening to see the passion with which she went about it. She flashed fingers through her wet pussy lips with one hand, spreading the juices and then held the rabbit on her engorged clitoris. Her clit's quite small - just a hard little nub, and she likes it rubbed hard. She alternated between the rabbit's 'ears' and the head of it. Then sometimes she'd furiously circle her fingers. All the time, her gaze was locked on my cock.

Watching Pam took me away from Lorri, but only for moments. She was in a trance, watching Pam's antics, switching between us. Her hands were doing nothing, just resting on her abdomen above her neat bush, but I could see her quim getting wetter. Her big lips were shining now, and her inner pink starting to swell through like a budding rose. It was a dramatic transformation, her pussy gave the impression of looking so neat in it's normal state.

When I knew she was looking at my cock, I deliberately unwrapped her panties from it and raised them to my face. She followed the white lace thong and watched as I inhaled deeply, crushing it against my nose.

That seemed to flick a switch. Lorri moaned with arousal and threw her head back, eyes shut. I watched in lust as she went at her pussy with both hands. She tugged and pulled at her trim pubes and slapped at her wetness with her other hand. I'd never seen this sort of wanking technique from a girl before. It was fascinating. I even stopped jerking to take it in. Lorri literally spanked her soaking cunt, splashing juices out; droplets flew with every slap. Her lips flushed full and fleshy and her whole crotch reddened. She kept slapping her pussy while, instead of continuing to tug hard on her mound, her right hand went to work on her clit. I watched her pull and push the hood back and forth and saw her clit noticeably swell until it was visibly jutting out from the wet flesh of her cunt.

It was me who was transfixed now and I snapped back to reality when Pamela staggered across the room to me, her toy jammed right up her smooth cunt. I didn't get a chance to protest as she growled, "Fuck me," and climbed on board, removing the toy and putting it in my mouth so I could suck off her juices.

She sunk right down on my raging cock, and orgasmed almost instantly. Pam rocked back and forth, one hand grasping me behind my neck, the other violently rubbing her clit. Her long hair tickled my face as she slumped and jerked, coming hard. Then she slid off me, down onto the floor, moaning, "Yes, oh yes, oh yes," over and over, still coming, still fingering herself.

I was sat there, dick rigid. Lorri was still in a world of her own, wet slappy noises filling the room. Now, between spanking that sodden cunt she was also thrusting three fingers into her open hole. I started to wank again, determined to cum.

But Pamela brushed my hand off my cock. She replaced it with her head and started sucking. It was great but then I felt her teeth around my cockhead. I gazed down. She was looking up at me with a wicked glint in her eyes. She lifted me up and off the couch, manoeuvring me across the room by applying pressure on my dick with her teeth, and teasing my balls with her fingers. I was laughing - a novel way to be pulled around

She took me right across to Lorri and, freeing my cock said, "I want to see you fuck her..."

Quite shocked, I looked at her wide-eyed and asked, "You sure?"

She gave my dick a few little jerks and smiled, "Just this once." Lorri, you want Andy to screw you? It's great... "

Lorri was very high on an orgasmic plateau, as the feminist books might say. Me, I just knew she was too juiced up to say no.

She opened her eyes, hooded with lust as they were, and said, "Okay..." in a quiet voice. That bottom lip of hers was chewed to rawness and she scuttled forward on the couch, taking my cock from Pam, and gave me a surprising quick suck. I shuddered - it almost triggered me off. Then Lorri pulled me down to my knees and guided my dick into that amazing wet cunt.

It was still tight, and incredibly slick. I made to thrust hard right in, but suddenly Pam was back in control of my cock. Grasping the shaft, she pulled the head back out, which resulted in a groan of disappointment from Lorri. But then Pam began to simulate Lorri's slapping of her pussy, but using my cock instead. She fairly whacked my dick repeatedly against those sodden, swollen pink lips and big aroused clit. It drove Lorri crazy and she screamed and orgasmed. It worked the other way for me, thankfully - the numbing of the slaps helping stay my own end. 

I eventually took control of my dick again and thrust inside Lorri as she came. It set her off even more. She writhed like a wild thing, those big bouncing tities flailing everywhere. I grabbed good handfuls and twisted her nipples. She roared with lust. It was amazing. 

I looked round -Pamela was buzzing away at herself with her toy again. 

When Lorri calmed slightly I wasted no time in getting what I wanted. I pulled out, leaned over her and said softly but coercively, "Turn round, I want you from behind..."

So she knelt on the floor and I got behind her small bubble-butt and banged into her hard, grasping at her hair which had her talking dirty - a real surprise and buzz - and getting the feel of those big tits as they hung down off the front of the couch. She came again, twisting and bucking on my cock with a series of 'ohmygod's,fuckingfuckingyes,fuckmycunt,' etc, which was enough for me. I pulled out and stood up, scared I'd come up her. 

Lori sat on the floor, breathing heavily, legs apart, top and skirt rucked about her waist. Pamela had divested herself of her clothes, was sitting there naked apart from the stockings. She was a sight - firm, tanned, long brunette hair a tousled sexy mess as she rubbed between her thighs with her vibrator. She was looking up at me; Lorri too.

Pamela said, "Right, now you can come for us..."

I matched her big smile. 

Lorri gazed at my cock and said, "Oh yes please, Andy... Will you shoot spunk for us..." She was brazenly filling her well-fucked hole with her fingers, this 'quiet girl'. Her thighs and crotch were absolutely soaking with her pussy juices. Her glorious big tits looked amazing. She saw me staring, ran a free hand over those beauties. "Do it over us..."

That was a cue if ever I heard one. I pulled like my life depended on it, watching those two babes on the floor, masturbating to my exhibition. I came a good load, jetting the first few strings of come right onto Lorri's tits and down her body. She orgasmed with a shuddering wail. Pamela crawled up to take my remaining spurts over her chin and neck and finished me off with her hand and mouth, tipping me a big wink as I grinned down at her.

When we all 'came to' out of our orgasmic highs, the girls went to clean up, leaving me there, spent, to listen to their excited, amused chatter and exclamations of amazement at what had occurred.

There was no uneasiness thereafter with Lorri. We all agreed to keep it quiet. I was hoping it might become a regular thing (well, I'm a red-blooded bloke for chrissakes!) but the girls were adamant it was a one-off and a result of Lorri's failing relationship that we'd all come together by fate and had a fun time. Don't you just hate it how rational women can be? 

After that, Pamela and I had a few more nice and eye-opening times in our five years together in our early-mid twenties. I'll put 'pen to paper' about another if this was well received.

However, I hope you enjoyed this tale from my recent past. It was one of the horniest experiences of my life. You'll no doubt let me know with your messages and votes. I'll read all. Thanks.



Lorri



Lorri's eyes shot open as she suddenly felt the vibrator turned on to the lowest setting, stimulating her already overstimulated pussy. Fearful she would orgasm and push it out, Lorri tried to keep her mind from the building orgasm and doubled her efforts in an attempt to make Jason orgasm before she did. Reaching up she grabbed his balls in one hand and gently squeezed them, trying to massage them into giving up their prize.

When Jason's free hand grabbed her by the hair, Lorri knew she was going to win the battle, though just barely. That realization made she suck for all she was worth, her tongue rubbing as the thick dick travelled down her throat and back out again. Jason's hand urged her on, his fist full of her thick red streaked hair pulling, telling her that he was close. Then he did something that fucked everything up for her.

Suddenly the vibrator was cranked to full speed, the sudden change in vibration setting Lorri off instantly. As her pussy convulsed Lorri clamped down and sucked as hard as she could, just as Jason's cock started its own spasms, shooting its thick juices down her throat. Struggling to keep up with her pleasuring of Jason, Lorri was aware of the loud wet plop that told her that her orgasm had done exactly what she feared.

Looking down, Jason watched as the vibrator shot onto the bed, instantly to be coated in Lorri's juices as they sprayed from her red pussy. His own orgasm intensified as he watch Lorri cum, soaking the bed sheets once more. He was amazed that she was able to keep it all together. Her blowjob was the best he'd ever experienced, her mouth made his orgasm seem to stretch out for minutes. Finally it became too much for him to handle and Jason had to pull out. Letting go of her head, Jason watched Lorri collapse back onto the bed in exhaustion.

She lay on the bed, panting heavily, a vision of beauty to his eyes. A tiny trickle of his seed ran from the corner of her mouth. She lay with a satisfied smile on her face, as if all was right in her world. She looked so peaceful, so beautiful laying there. Jason hated to do it, but he had to play the part, otherwise she'd eventually let her guilt drive her to do something neither of them wanted.

Reaching down to her heaving chest, Jason grabbed both of her erect nipples and with a powerful grip pulled each the opposite direction painfully. Lorri's eyes shot open and she screamed, but this time not in pleasure. He held her nipples as far apart as they would stretch for a full minute, Lorri face contorted in pain. She knew she would be punished, but she hadn't expected this, or so soon.

Soon it was over, with only the slight burning in both of her nipples as a reminder of the agonizing pain she had been in moments before. Wiping her eyes, Lorri sat up on the bed. She knew she had been warned about failure, and surprisingly wasn't angry about her punishment, she felt only disappointment, amazingly she knew it was with herself. 

Not allowing her to think about what she had done, Jason told Lorri to follow him. As they walked up the stairs Lorri could see Jason's half erect cock as it swung between his legs and wished he would push things beyond the limits he had set.

Once upstairs, Jason headed into the computer room and while Lorri stood there watching downloaded the pictures off of the camera. Her face heated as she saw just how many and how graphic the pictures he had taken of her were, while at the same time Lorri felt her pussy start with a familiar tingle.

Once the camera's card had been downloaded and erased, Jason stood and told Lorri to follow him. He sat on the couch, his semi-erect cock laying across his left leg and told Lorri to kneel before him. Doing as she was told, Lorri knelt and then got on her hands and knees in front of him. Jason pushed the coffee table out of the way and crossing his legs rested his feet on her back. 

Naked and humiliated by the fact that she was now little more than a footrest, Lorri was no longer shocked that this newest derogation had in fact turned her on even more. The camera's flash went off numerous times while Lorri fought the urge to touch herself. Tears ran down her face and Lorri was too confused to identify them as either tears of humiliation or joy.

Peeking down her body, Lorri wasn't surprised by the fact her nipples, as small as they were, were hard as pebbles, but was shocked that there was no pool of her juices between her slightly spread legs. She could feel it running down the insides of her thighs as she tried her best to stay still.

When the television flicked on it startled Lorri. Time dragged as she stayed as she was, the weight of Jason's feet on her back slowly becoming uncomfortable. Lorri soon found her mind drifting, fantasizing about Jason taking her from behind and fucking her violently, using her pussy, battering it with his cock until he finally came, his cock exploding inside her. 

Lorri was shocked out of her fantasy by the hard slap of Jason's large hand on her sore butt. She screamed and felt the after-burn of his hand-print on her right buttock. Turning her head to the side slightly she looked pleadingly up into his eyes, silently asking what she had done wrong.

Reading her look perfectly, Jason smiled and calmly told her to look at her hand.

Looking down Lorri could see her finger were coated in her own pussy juices. She had become so lost in her thoughts that she had started masturbating without realizing it. Flushing yet again, Lorri apologized to Jason.

"It's ok, I'll let it slide this time." 

She could hear the triumph and gloating in his voice. Never before had she felt this much in another's power, so totally controlled, yet so safe at the same time.

"Taste yourself Lorri, clean your hand."

Doing as she was told Lorri licked each finger, the taste of her own pussy arousing her even more. She felt so slutty doing as she was told, telling herself that she'd never act this way if it wasn't for the fact that Jason had found her little secret, but knowing deep inside that now that she had discovered this way that she would be back for more. Sneaking a peek at the clock Lorri saw she had several more hours ahead of her of being in Jason's control and found herself wishing that she had more time.

Jason smiled to himself as he watched Lorri suck her fingers clean. He had guessed right. Lorri was a natural submissive. She had craved to be controlled, even by him, and all she had needed was an excuse to let herself go, an excuse to pretend she was being forced to go against her wishes. He had set her up perfectly, and himself as well. If she said anything, he would have no choice but to tell her secret. They were locked together in secrecy. In truth, now neither had the advantage. He could lose his marriage and probably his freedom, she could lose the love and respect of her entire family.

He looked down his long legs at the beautiful woman under them and found his lust growing. They could easily cross the line he had drawn, and no one would be the wiser. Jason was sure Lorri wouldn't tell, and he knew he'd love to slide his hard cock up her tight slick pussy. Torn between options, Jason wasn't sure what he was going to have Lorri do for the remainer of the time they had. One thing he knew though, whatever he decided, he was going to have a lot of fun using this sexy woman.

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Where am I going to go with this? I don't really know, but I would love to have some suggestions. Do I let Jason overcome his reservations and fuck Lorri, or should I just have him use and abuse her while keeping true to his vows? Is there even going to be a part two? That will depend on your feedback and votes. If there is no interest I'll start something new. Hope to hear back from everyone who reads this soon, and please be kind with your criticisms, I bruise easily.



Lorrie Attends Her HS Reunion



A few years after we were married, Lorrie received an invitation to her hometown school reunion. They were inviting all former students to come together for a celebration. She attended a small rural school located about 20 miles from where I grew up. Since I dated both Lorrie and a classmate of Lorrie's, Karen, while I was in high school and college, I knew a lot of her friends. So, we decided to attend the event.

I knew that Lorrie wanted to see some of her girlfriends but I suspected that she was more interested in some of the guys that she had dated while in high school. Secretly, I was hoping to hook up with my old flame, Karen. 

My wife, Lorrie, has been promiscuous since a very early age. She was a gorgeous 18 year old blue-eyed, 5'4" blonde with 36 C breasts topped by huge nipples when we first met. Her 24 inch waist accentuated her breasts and made them appear even larger. Lorrie was the perfect fresh-faced all American girl. She was smart, a high school valedictorian, with a bubbly personality. No one would ever suspect that she was anything other than a perfect little virgin by just looking at her when she was that age.

But Lorrie no longer has that 24 inch waist nor the 36-C breasts. She still has a slim waist but her breasts have now grown into 42 DDs. And, she no longer looks like the "perfect little virgin". She dresses in much more revealing clothes and exudes sex in every way. 

Lorrie has an intense psychological desire to be accepted and liked by males. She knows she has an incredible body so one way of accomplishing this desire for male attention is through exposing herself, especially her breasts to men. She does this often ... one guy said that she loves taking her clothes off around men and will do so at any excuse. Another trait that has followed her through-out her lifetime and has enabled her to attract men is that she craves sex ...Lorrie NEEDS sex! She has never been able to get enough of it! 

I know a lot of people would describe Lorrie as a nymphomaniac. I suppose that would be my best definition of her since that describes a woman that is supposed to have unusually high sexual compulsions or hypersexuality ... a woman that has compulsive desires to have sex with many different men.

Lorrie's desire is to virtually capture a man's soul in a manner of speaking. She wants to make herself so irresistible that he has to have sex with her. Then she wants to fuck him like he has never experienced before ... making the event so memorable that he never forgets her the remainder of his life. Once she captures his sperm in her she feels she has achieved this goal. 

We left for her school reunion and arrived just before noon. We checked in to a nice motel that had a suite with a bedroom separate from the kitchenette and living room. As we were unpacking, she stripped her clothes off and posing herself in a provocative manner, asked me "Do you mind if I get fucked by one of my old boyfriends this weekend?"

I was actually ready for this question and replied "Not if I get to fuck you first ... right now!"

She just laughed and said "I am yours to ravish as you please."

I may have set a record getting out of my clothes. Lorrie immediately dropped to her knees in front of me and enveloped my penis completely. I felt that she was actually swallowing the end of my dick. My dick responded immediately and I pushed her face away so that I could lift her up and place her on the bed. Her huge nipples were my first target. They are very sensitive and heighten her passion immediately. I just love sucking on them and watch them harden. They jut out a full three quarters of an inch when she is fully aroused and highlight her large areolas that are dark pink. The nipples themselves are even darker ... almost purple in color.

Lorrie was moaning by the time I finished with them. She whispered, "please do not wait too long ... I am ready for that big dick in my pussy now!!"

We continued to explore each other's mouth for several moments as I continued mauling her firm breasts with my hands, pitching her nipples until she was almost climaxing. I then moved down to place my mouth at her cunt lips and began licking and sucking her outer lips. Lorrie was moving her hips up and down as if to buck me off of her and crying "Don't wait, I am ready to be fucked now!" 

But I was not through with her yet! I used my finger to fully expose her blood engorged clit and began gripping it my lips and lashing it with my tongue. This did it for her, she began "squirting" copious amounts of vaginal fluid and started a screaming climax. My face was soaked from her juices.

"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! You are amazing. I can't believe you can do that to me so easily"

"No, my dear, you are the amazing one. Now get ready for your first fuck of the day."

I raised up until my steel hard dick was poised at her very wet cunt and easily pushed in all the way in as Lorrie let out a huge sigh. "Oh, baby ... fuck me ... fuck me ... I am so ready for you!"

I did not waste any time as I began to fuck her. As I quickly entered her hot and very wet pussy, I could feel the spasms resulting from her previous climax. Her cunt is so wonderful, snug and hot. What a great feeling on my dick!

Our movements came together from years of practice, her thrusts matching mine exactly. It did not take long for us both to reach explosive climaxes. Lorrie was actually crying ... "Oh, baby I love you so much. You feel so good inside me ... "

Lorrie has the ability to squeeze her cunt muscles like no other woman that I have experienced. I was ready to climax and told her "Baby, I am ready to cum in you. Are you ready?"

"Oh God, yes. Give me your cum ... I need it!'

That was all I needed to push my dick inside her as far as possible and squirt my hot liquid inside her. "Baby, take all of this ... awwwwwwwwww! Damn, you are incredible!"

Lorrie start her climax at the same time and began quivering and moaning loudly. "You are sending shock waves all the way to my brain. Fuckkkkkkkkkk ...

Neither of us moved for several minutes except to catch our breaths. Finally, I said, "Baby, we must clean up and get to this afternoon's reunion session." So, we each began the process of getting ready for the first reunion event which was to start at 2:00. 

I showered and then left the bathroom for Lorrie to shower. I was dressed by the time she finished her bath. She look at me and said, "I am going to wear my white blouse with my demi bra and my new frilly skirt." I knew she would have on thigh-hi's only and no panties. So, she was going prepared to show off as much of her body as possible. This looked promising to me so I shook my head to show her my approval.

As we drove to the school grounds for the first meeting, Lorrie kept pulling her skirt up to her waist and playing with her pussy lips. She would glance over to me and simply smile with that glint in her eyes that said, "I am going to be naughty." I had to laugh since I knew she was going to be trouble, or maybe a treat, to some old boyfriend.

When we arrived, I made sure that I parked our car near the back door of the gym. I knew that one of us may have to make an exit that no one would notice. We entered through the back door and Lorrie stopped at the Women's bathroom to make sure nothing was out of place before we met to go towards the crowd that had already gathered. 

I saw immediately that it was like most of these events, the men had gathered on one side and the women on the other. Lorrie made her way to the girls to say "hello". Once several noticed her they squealed out and ran to hug her. I left her with them and moved over to greet some of the guys that I knew. 

Two of the first that I greeted were two brothers, Charlie and Gene. Charlie was my age, four years older than Lorrie, with long dark wavy hair. Gene was younger, a year older than Lorrie. Both of the guys were well over six foot and slender except for their broad shoulders. I knew that Gene and Lorrie dated some when she was in high school. 

Gene asked, "Is Lorrie with you?"

I replied, "Yep, she is right over there" and pointed to her. Charlie and Gene both looked over and I heard a low whistle when they spotted her.

Gene said, "Wow, she has really grown up!"

I just laughed and said, "You know, she is wanting to see some of the sights around town. You guys know this town better than I do. What would you say about taking her around to some of your old haunts?"

Gene barely waited for me to get the question out and replied "You bet. I would be happy to. But I guess I better ask Charlie since I am with him."

Charlie gave a quick answer, "Yeah, I would like that."

"Why don't I have her meet you in back just to keep down any gossip? What kind of vehicle are you driving?"

Charlie replied, "It is a dark blue Ford 150." 

I told them I would give Lorrie the message and have her meet them in about fifteen minutes. I left them to get to Lorrie and give her the heads up. Once I reached her she had to introduce me to several of her friends. I said my hellos and then told her I need to share something with her. I pulled her aside and told her that Charlie and Gene had offered to take her to visit some of the old haunts ... that they would meet her in the back of the gym and gave her the description of Charlie's truck. She looked at me with that mischievous grin of hers that she knew I was "setting her up."

She turned around and told the girls that she was going to the ladies room and hurried towards the back. I kept watching and noticed she only spent a few minutes in the restroom and then scooted out the back. I did see her shoving her bra into her purse as she went out the door.

Charlie and Gene were waiting in Charlie's truck right outside the door. Gene hopped out and helped Lorrie into the cab then moved in beside her. Both guys noticed that Lorrie breasts bounced freely inside her blouse and could plainly see her big nipples poking out the front. She had left several buttons undone which gave them a great view of her 42 DD breasts. Her short skirt barely covered her crouch leaving a great expanse of her gorgeous thighs exposed for their view.

Charlie was the first say anything, "Lorrie, you have really changed since I saw you last ... I guess it has been over ten years. You look absolutely ravishing!"

"Thanks, Charlie, you look great yourself. Where are we headed?"

"I thought we would see some of the rural areas first, Lorrie. Gene and I have a feed lot just a couple of miles from here where we have some horses we want to show you. Ok?"

Lorrie said, "Hey that sounds great. I would love to see them."

Gene reach over and turned Lorrie to him and said "I am glad to see you too. It has been over ten years ago since our last date at your prom. I think that I am due a kiss after all that time." Lorrie turned around and slipped her legs over Gene's thighs positioning herself facing him and they started kissing.

It did not take long for both Lorrie and Gene to turn up the heat in their embraces. Gene reached up and began to open all the remaining buttons on Lorrie's blouse and pulled the bottom out from her skirt. Lorrie's breast were now completely exposed. Gene began to massage her firm tits and squeeze her big nipples.

Fortunately, Charlie had turned off the paved road onto a more private dirt one leading to their feed lots. Charlie could barely keep his eyes on the road as he watched his brother making love to Lorrie's mouth and breasts.

Lorrie reached down and pulled up her skirt, exposing her bare, dripping pussy. Gene placed his hand on her mound and remarked, "My God, you have no hair down there. I've never seen a nude pussy before. I love it!"

Charlie almost brought the truck to a stop as he strained to see what Gene was talking about. He too had not seen a nude pussy and that excited him. 

Lorrie was busy taking off Gene's shirt off revealing his smooth pecs and washboard abdomen. She then started working on his belt anxious to get to his dick which she could feel through his jeans.

Charlie brought the truck to a halt as they reached the corrals. Gene quickly sat Lorrie off his lap and reached down to remove his boots and then his jeans. Lorrie could not wait to reach into his boxers to pull his erect dick out. She bent over and starting sucking his substantial dick into her mouth at which Gene let out a big sigh "Damn Baby, this feels so good."

Lorrie has a way of squeezing her lips together when a guy's dick first enters her mouth. It creates the image that her mouth is really tight and can barely encompass his dick. It also pushes his foreskin back from his dick's head so that she can begin to wrap her tongue all the way around his glans. It feels incredible and Gene was no exception.

But Gene was wanting more room than the truck seat allowed him to maneuver his long legs. So he lifted Lorrie's head, kissed her full on the mouth and then said let's get out of this truck. He then pulled off his boots and jeans. Gene then stepped out of the truck nude and reached for Lorrie. She still had her skirt on so Gene said "Let's get that out of the way." He sat her on her feet beside him and found the zipper on the skirt and gave it a yank. She caught the garment and stepped out of it and folded it to place it on the truck seat. Now she was completed naked too.

Gene stepped back and whistled, "Damn Lorrie, you are so beautiful! I love these big tits" and proceeded to bend down and suck one into his mouth while massaging the other with his right hand. "I have never seen nipples like these ... they are almost as big as my thumb."

Meanwhile, Charlie stopped taking off his clothes to examine Lorrie himself and thought "Gawd, she looks like one of those Playboy women ... and I am going to get to fuck her!"

Lorrie looked around and thought this was one of the most erotic scenes she had ever experienced. She could see several horses in the coral next to them and some calves further down. It was broad daylight, they were completely exposed in the open air, everyone was naked, the two males had big erections and they were going to have sex. She was already dripping from her cunt. She could not be happier!

Gene picked up Lorrie and placed her feet on the truck's running board positioning her at just the right height to place his stiff prick at her cunt. He rubbed the head against her dripping cunt lips. 

He then lifted her off the running board and Lorrie quickly placed her arms on his broad shoulders and wrapped her legs around his waist. He easily raised her up while she reached down to position his dick to enter her. 

Lorrie could feel the throbbing of his thick veins as he slowly pushed in her all the way to his balls. Lorrie screamed with pleasure! "Oh my God, you are so big ... you are stretching me and I love it!"

It has been too long since I have felt you inside me. I have missed you so very much! Aaaaahhhhhhhh ... fuck me Baby!"

Lorrie had experienced larger cocks and easily accommodated Gene. But she wanted him to feel that he was the very best that had ever fucked her. It was part of the mind games she planned with men to make them feel superior.

Gene kept picking her up and lowering her onto his dick as a faster and faster pace. They began sweating profusely in the direct sun. She was squeezing her tits against his chest where his thick hair was scratching her nipples. At the same time she was alternating kissing his mouth and biting him on his neck and shoulders. She was muttering "baby, baby, baby ... you are so good. I am going to come all over you!" 

That was all it took ... Gene shouted, "Fuck, I am filling you up baby." With that Lorrie could feel the hot liquid entering her vagina. She knew that she was close too ... the little electric shocks in her clitoris were getting stronger and stronger. And then it came, "Oh my God, aaaaaahhhhhhh ... she came with a scream. Her vaginal fluid squirted out in copious amounts soaking Gene's dick and groin and flowing down to the ground.

Gene was stunned! He had never experienced a woman that ejaculated like this. Even Charlie was staring at her. She was almost convulsing in Gene's arms. He looked over at Charlie. Charlie pointed to the shed where he had pulled out a low, wide bench and covered it with a couple of horse blankets from the tack room. Gene carried Lorrie over to the bench and laid her on it. 

He and Charlie were relieved when Lorrie sat up and starting smiling at them. She spoke to Gene and said "That was the greatest sex that I have ever had! Wow!" Gene was still trying to recover from their workout but visibly straightened up and managed a big smile on his face. 

She then looked at Charlie and said, "Charlie, I want some of that" and pointed at his dick. Lorrie knew this may be the one time she has sex with Charlie and wanted it to be memorable. 

Charlie moved into position to join her on the bench but Lorrie held up her hand and said, "Wait, I want you behind me," and immediately turned over on her hands and knees and presented her ass to him. He thought this vision of her was awesome ... a perfect ass and a dripping, nude pussy.

Charlie positioned himself and rested his dick against her very wet and hot pussy. He pushed forward and entered her easily due to her. Gene and Lorrie's combined juices made the process so easy. Once he was fully in her cunt he started rapidly moving in and out. Then she turned and looked at him and said, "Charlie, I want you in my ass!" Charlie stopped his movements and stared at her for a moment with a question on his face. Lorrie realized this may be his first time to fuck a woman in the ass. It was!

Lorrie reached back and grabbed his big dick in her hand and moved it to her rose bud. She then told him "Go easy at first. I need to get used to you. Now push it in me!" Charlie dick was already slick and as he pushed forward he plopped through her opening. He could not believe how tight she was and knew it would not take long for him to spew his cum in her. 

Lorrie marveled at how full she felt and she began to tingle all over. Once she felt his hairy ball sac against her cunt, she turned and looked at him and told him, "Now, fuck me hard Cowboy! I need your cum in me." Charlie proceeded to do just that as he was ready for a release after watching his brother have his way with this beauty. Both were panting madly as Charlie was really ravishing Lorrie's ass. He leaned over and began to squeeze Lorrie's huge breasts. Her nipples felt like rocks were boring into the palms of his hands.

Charlie spoke first and "Baby, I am going to fill this beautiful ass for you. Get ready!"

Lorrie knew he was close and she was not far behind. She loved to have her ass filled and this handsome cowboy was doing just that. The intense feeling in her groin began to multiply and she screamed out, "Charlie, fill me up baby. I am coming." Just as she said this she could fill Charlie's warm seed jetting into her rectum. "Oh, baby ... you make me feel so good!" Her vaginal juices splattered on Charlie and on the blanket beneath them.

Charlie leaned over and hugged Lorrie while trying to catch his breath. He whispered in her ear "Lorrie, I want to marry you! Just think, you could have Gene and me anytime you want us. We could live right here on our ranch."

Lorrie turned to look at him and laughed. "Honey that is a fabulous offer. My husband may not approve though. And Gene's wife would probably object too. We will just have to be satisfied with getting together like this more often. We will also be here tomorrow ... maybe then. But right now, we have to get back to the gym before my husband starts looking for us."

Both the guys were disappointed! They were not ready to leave the most exciting and erotic scene they had ever experienced. Lorrie could tell they were upset but Gene appeared to be really upset. She thought about this and decided that it was because she allowed Charlie experience her ass and not him. 




Lorrie Attends Her HS Reunion



She looked at him, crocked her finger and motioned him over to the bench. He slandered over and stood next to her. She reached up and grabbed his erect dick and pulled him over to her mouth. "Gene, before we go, I want to taste your cum. So, get ready for your best blow job you've ever had!" With that she pushed as much of his dick she could into her mouth and began to lash her tongue around his dick.

She could taste the co-mingled juices on his member and loved the feel of him in her mouth. She reached one hand to massage his balls while using the other to stimulate her clit and get her fingers wet from the sticky mixture leaking from her cunt. 

Gene was loving the attention his dick was getting from Lorrie's mouth. He could feel her tongue making a circle around his head and the friction of her lips as she moved him in and out of her warm, wet mouth. The stimulation from her slowly massaging his balls in her hand was moving him closer and closer to cumming.

Once Lorrie's fingers were good and wet from rubbing her pussy, she reached up and began to probe his anus opening. Her slick middle finger easily moved inside his rectum and she pushed it in as far as possible trying to reach his prostate. 

That did it for Gene. He could no longer hold back and began pouring his hot liquid into her mouth. She wasted no time in swallowing as much as possible while he was struck speechless by this beautiful woman sucking the come out of him and gobbling it down. 

Charlie, watching the entire scene, muttered "Damn!"

Lorrie released Gene's dick from her mouth, looked up at him with some of his cum leaking out the corners of his mouth and said ... "Gene, you are still the best ever!" 

Lorrie looked around and marveled at the scene of her latest sexual escapade. It had been a long time since she had sex in the open during daylight. It was so erotic seeing both of these handsome cowboys in the nude and being able to display her own body to them in broad daylight. She thought this was the ultimate. "I have to do this again!" she thought.

Gene reached down and picked Lorrie up as if she was a feather. "Lorrie, we need to get you cleaned up before you get dressed." He carried her over to their water tank being fed by a giant windmill and lowered her into the cool water and stepped in himself. Charlie joined them and they all began to wipe off the evidence of their sexual encounters.

Once they were finished washing themselves, Gene stepped out and picked Lorrie up again and carried her to the stool under the shed. Charlie gave her another horse blanket for her to dry off with and then handed Lorrie her clothes from the truck. She felt like they were treating her like a queen and they were. Anything to gain her favor so they could perhaps repeat this event.

They climbed into the truck to make their way back to the reunion event. On the trip back to the gym, they began to replay the events and laughed at each other's reactions. Charlie asked "You said you would be back to the reunion activities tomorrow. Is there a chance we can get together again?"

Lorrie answered, "I don't know. We will have to see. I hope so ... this has been one of the greatest highlights of my life. You guys are terrific!"

Lorrie asked Charlie to drive around to the back of the gym to let her out and then wait some time before they re-entered the building. "This will help keep down any rumors caused by us arriving together."

Charlie drove to the rear and Gene helped her out of the cab while getting one last feel of her breasts. He grinned at her and said "this is one for the road."

Meanwhile Lorrie's husband had returned with his old flame, Karen, about twenty minutes ahead of her and was watching the rear door for her return. He and Karen had been out reviving their old relationship but this is a story for later. 

He saw Lorrie skipping in the door and knew immediately that she had gotten what she had wanted. She immediately turned into the women's restroom and disappeared for several minutes. He figured she was there to redo her makeup and straighten her clothing before making an entrance.

She finally came up the hallway and he met her half way. She jumped into his arms and planted a big kiss on his lips. He could tell she was really "turned on" and asked "Well, did you have a good time?" 

"Did I ever ... I can't wait to tell you about it!"

"And, I can't wait to hear it!" her husband said. 

"We have to come back here tomorrow. I have too many things to do here yet." Lorrie replied with a huge grin and wink.



Lorrie, The Robe



AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story contains elements of extramarital and unprotected sex, and a husband who appreciates his wife's activities. If that is not for you, please move along to something you like better. This is a sequel to "The Towel" and based on a request of a reader. Civil comments welcome. 



Lorrie came down stairs, naked; her body bore the love bites and marks Jerry left. She wanted me to see. I did not miss her point, could I accept the consequences? Yes, oddly the marks on my wife's body made by another man turned me on. 

Our marriage had changed, we had passed a cross roads and now we had to deal with it. Even so, I was strangely at peace with everything that had happened. For better or for worse, I liked sharing my wife and I knew Lorrie had enjoyed it, too. How can anything that feels this wonderful and right be wrong?

She talked. I talked. We talked. There were tears and there was laughter. Lorrie fretted she had ruined our marriage and that I would leave her because she had "cheated" on me. 

"You didn't cheat," I corrected her.

She looked at me confused and in great distress, like I had lost my mind. "But I fucked another man!" She blurted out sobbing deeply "and you let me."

"Yes, yes, you did," I said trying my best to reassure her, "and yes I let you. In fact, everything that happened was my fault, I caused it. I stripped you for Jerry and I let him fuck you. I could have stopped it at any time but I didn't and I loved it and I'm glad I did. I gladly accept the blame. Frankly, I could not have been happier or prouder of my wife."

I hugged her tightly.

Lorrie smiled slightly and I wiped the tears from her eyes as we continued. I thought we had worked it out when Lorrie suddenly stiffened and exclaimed, "Oh my god, now I get it! You expect me to let you fuck other women!"

"No, no, no, that's not it at all," I defended myself. "This is about you only. Look, maybe this is a onetime thing maybe it's not; whatever happens, it's only for you not me."

Ultimately, we concluded that as long I gave her my permission she was not cheating and our marriage vows were and are intact. Also, I had fortunately not revealed the secret I knew about Lorrie. 

As for Jerry, he will have to wait for another day. I'm thinking maybe he can have Lorrie on his birthday or something like that but that will be up to Lorrie. 

After we finished our talk, we had no intention of going any further with sharing. Lorrie did, however, agree to be less inhibited and display more of her beautiful body, something I have been trying to get her to do for a long time. I have a beautiful and sexy wife and if I want to show her off why shouldn't I?

The best thing she did as far as I am concerned was agree to go braless as much as possible and show off her gorgeous breasts. God knows, I love the way her unfettered breasts dance when she walks and I love the down blouse views I see when she bends over and I can clearly see both of Lorrie's wonderful bare breasts and her dark pink nipples. She also agreed to let me take dirty pictures of her and make sex videos of us for us to enjoy.

The subject of Lorrie fucking anyone but me never came up even when Jerry came around.

Life was great. 

Nevertheless, one Saturday morning fate intervened. I was in my garage working on a project for Lorrie. Our neighbor's seventeen, soon to be eighteen, year old son, Clay, was hanging out with a couple of his friends. I knew they were there and could hear them talking and being silly the way teenage boys are but they did not know I was there. 

It was funny listening to them as they talked about the various attributes of girls they knew and what they would like to do to them. They reminded of doing the same things when I was their age.

One comment in particular made me laugh, "I'd let her piss in my face just to see where it came from," made me laugh. Such are the dreams of many a teenage boy. 

I knew these guys in particular, and especially Clay, were clueless when it came to girls. They had no idea. In fact, they acted like jerks whenever they were around girls and made fools of themselves. To them, girls were a piece of meat. 

Unexpectedly, Lorrie came out wearing her flimsy purple shorty robe and caring a bag of garbage to toss into our trash bin at the curb. My god, she was gorgeous, instant hardon!

Everything that needed to be was covered but even so Lorrie made quite a sexy sight. Her robe hardly covered her butt cheeks and showed lots of bare thigh. When she turned and faced us and came back toward our house, it was plain from the way her breasts jiggled she did not have on a bra.

God, my cock was so hard it hurt. As for the boys I am sure they were in the same condition because all was quiet as the boys leered at my wife.

Clay broke the silence by wishfully saying, "I wonder if Mr. M. would let me fuck her for my birthday."

One of Clay's friends one upped him by adding, "Man, I'd give my right nut for her robe to fall off right now."

My laughter revealed my presence so I chimed in, "Yeah, I would too."

Immediately the three boys' heads jerked in my direction and I looked out on three very red embarrassed faces. Clay immediately started apologizing, "Oh Mr. M, I'm sorry we didn't know..."

I cut him off and said, "Don't worry about it, Clay, I don't blame you. I'm thinking the same thing. Just keep wishing and maybe you'll get your wish one day. Right now, I'm going to see what's under there for myself," and I walked off as the three smiling young men murmured among themselves.

Inside, I went straight to Lorrie and without saying a word, bent her over, flipped up the back of her robe over her ass and took her from behind. She was sopping wet and ready. God it felt so good sliding my rock hard prick into the velvety slick softness of my woman. Words cannot describe the infinite pleasure of sliding in and out of my wife's silky smooth vagina.

To my surprise, Lorrie orgasmed first which caused me to quickly follow. I tried to stay in her as long as possible hoping I could get hard again but despite my best efforts my cock softened and slipped out of her. I guess having sex three times in less than six hours slows my ability to recover.

Afterward, Lorrie and I were cuddling when I told her, "You certainly made an impression on our young neighbor boy and his friends."

"How so?" She asked innocently.

"Well, one of the boys said he would give you his right testicle to see your robe fall off," I told her.

"What?" she choked out through her laughter.

"You know how teenage boys are with their boasts, he said he'd give his right nut to see what's under your robe," I explained. "Can't say I'd blame him. We were all watching you when you went to the trash bin. What with those sexy long legs showing and your breasts jiggling I'd have loved for your robe to fall off too."

Lorrie was incredulous. "Why would they be interested in an old woman like me when they have all of those cute, sweet, little, young nymphs to choose from?" She asked.

"Why wouldn't they want you? You've got all of the good parts they're interested in and besides you're the most beautiful and desirable woman I know. Heck, those boys have no idea what to do with a girl much less what a flesh and blood one looks like. All they know comes from the pictures they see on the internet," I told her. "They'd freak with a real girl much less a woman."

Then I got an evil thought, "You know Clay's birthday is in a couple of weeks," I pointed out with a wicked grin on my face.

"And?" Lorrie asked trying to sound like she was unaware of my implication. 

"And, he said he wants me to give you to him to fuck as his birthday present and I can't think of a more perfect birthday present for an eighteen year old boy than giving him a real live woman to play with," I answered.

"God, Jason, you're a total pervert! We talked! We agreed no more! First Jerry and now Clay what is wrong with you?" Lorrie blurted out in exasperation and trying to lay a guilt trip on me.

"Nothing's wrong with me that's not wrong with you," I came back. "I know you fantasize about getting fucked by other men just like I fantasize about you fucking other men."

Lorrie was shocked, she had no idea I knew her secret internet predilections. 

She stared at me and said nothing as I continued my defense, "I know what you do on the internet. I've seen your favorite stories. I've read them. I've followed your searches; I know you look for the shared wife stories, you know, the cuckold stories in 'Loving Wives' in Literotica. I know from your posts on the bulletin board and the questions you ask and answer what you like. I have also read the stories you.ve written and posted.

At first I tried to hate you for it but, truthfully, I was hooked from the first story I read."

Lorrie blushed deeply at having what she thought was her secret internet indulgence outed. She hung her head down and for the first time in our marriage was speechless. 

"Look," I pulled her chin up, kissed her and started playing with her breasts and continued, "I love you and I think I have proven that and nothing will ever change and I know you love me and that will never change. I know that what happened with Jerry wasn't planned but it was fun, for both of us. As long as we are all willing and we are both doing what we want why can't another man fuck you? Besides, I'd sure as hell rather do it this way than have you cheat on me and not know."

Lorrie looked at me and smiled wearily and asked, "So you know everything?"

"Yes," I answered

"And you're willing to do 'that' afterward?" She asked.

"Yes, it's part of being your cuckold," I sharp pang stabbed in my stomach when I said it but I ignored it. In my heart I wanted this.

"I know you said 'no' before but I still have to ask, are you expecting to fuck other women?" Lorrie objected, tears welling in her eyes in fear of what I might answer.

I sighed, shook my head and said, "We both know that's not going to happen." 

She shook her head up and down and said, "Yes, I know."

I paused before continuing my argument, "A cuckold's wife only fucks; the wife doesn't share her husband." Through teary eyes Lorrie looked up at me as I finished, "As long as I know, there's nothing wrong with it because it's not adultery is I give you permission."

Then I pointed out, "Oh, look Mr. Dick is hard again" and I tackled her and wrestled her down onto the bed, jumped between her spread legs, shoved my cock into her very wet, hot and steamy pussy and fucked her like the whore she is.

Over the next couple of weeks our heavy fuck sessions continued and Lorrie made a point to tease Clay and his friends whenever she got the chance. Nothing indecent or illegal, she just did things like going out to get the mail in nothing but her thin purple robe or a long thin t-shirt and nothing on underneath. 

I am certain she caused the boys a serious case of blue balls which was only relieved when they masturbated with thoughts of fucking her.

A few more weeks passed as Lorrie vacillated over whether to give it to Clay or not, Clay's birthday came and went. Nothing happened other than now that they were all legal, Lorrie stepped up her teasing. 

Several times when she went out into the yard in just her robe and found an excuse to bend over. It did not take much of an imagination to know she had flashed her pussy. She was too far away for them to really see much but there was no way they did not know what they were looking at.

Saturday morning was bright and sunny, and our kids were at grandparents and the boys were out in Clay's yard in their baseball uniforms practicing for their game later in the afternoon. Lorrie went out into the yard in just her purple robe like she had on previous Saturdays, breasts jiggling and ass wiggling like before. On this morning though she waved and spoke to Clay and the boys.

"Hi Clay. Hi Mike. Hi Billy." Lorrie said as she sensually moved toward them. This was new she had always kept her distance before but this time she walked right up to them.

Lorrie wore her robe loosely so that it opened between her braless breasts and the boys could see an ample amount of bare breast flesh and the bare skin between her breasts all the way to her belly button. The boys gathered close, jockeying for a good position to ogle my wife.

"Hi, Mrs. M., how are you?" Clay asked politely while trying to hide his obvious interest in my wife's body.

Lorrie worked passed her nervousness and teasingly touched Clay's bare arm and the boy shuddered noticeably. "I'm fine Clay. Listen Jason and I have a birthday present for you in our game room. It's waiting for you whenever you want to come and get it."

"I can come and get it now if that's ok?" He answered. "Can the guys come too?" Lorrie's insinuations were lost on the boy but nevertheless he was anxious to get any present we might have for him.

"Sure, Clay," Lorrie told him, "they can come too, you'll have to share but don't worry there's plenty for everyone."

With that, Lorrie turned and sashayed away and the boys innocently followed.

In the weeks after Lorrie and I talked we had rigged our game room with several cameras and some first rate recording equipment. If for nothing else, Lorrie and I made several wild videos with just us that we both enjoyed watching over and over again.

In our bedroom, I watched on the monitors as the three boys and Lorrie came into the game room. Clay looked for his birthday present but did not see anything. Confused he turned to Lorrie and said, "Where's my present, Mrs. M.? I don't see it."

"Sure you do, Clay, I'm standing right in front of you," she said coyly.

Clay still did not understand.

"Didn't you tell Jason you wanted to unwrap me for your birthday?" Lorrie continued to pretend to be innocent. Not what I told her either but close enough.

"So here I am, yours to unwrap," she said as she undid the belt around her waist and stepped up to him. 

Clay was paralyzed. He had no idea what to do so Lorrie helped him. She took his hands and guided them under her robe at her shoulders and nudged him to separate and push the two halves apart before dropping her arms to her sides.

The boy, unsure that he indeed had Lorrie's permission, mechanically followed Lorrie's unspoken instructions and pushed the two pieces of cloth apart and gradually unwrap my wife's previously hidden womanly parts.

The boys were silent and wide eyed in astonishment.

The first thing the boys saw were the fine kinky hairs of my wife's neatly trimmed pubes but that was quickly followed by my wife's twin fleshy orbs and the twin pink circles of her stiff excited puffy nipples.

Lorrie's robe slid down her arms and floated gently to the floor until it settled around her feet. Lorrie was completely naked now and the boys feasted their eyes on a bare ass naked grown female for the first time in their young lives. Lucky little bustards!

As I watched on the six video monitors, Lorrie slowly twirled in a circle in front of three pairs of eager eyes so that each boy got a chance to fully appreciate my wife's naked.

Once she returned to her starting position in front of the birthday boy, Lorrie took his hands and placed them on her breasts.

Clay and the other boys were wide eyed in amazement. All Clay could say was a breathless, "fuck."

Clay started fondling her breasts very softly. Too softly in Lorrie's opinion, so she took his hands in hers and urged him to squeeze more firmly which he did. This went on for a few seconds before boyish enthusiasm took over and Clay gripped Lorrie too hard.

"Ooww," Lorrie said as she winced in pain, "not that hard, you aren't trying to tear them off."

"Sorry, Mrs. M.," Clay apologized sheepishly, "It's just I've never touched a girl's boobs like this."

"That's ok, Clay," Lorrie told him and then taking his hands in hers told him, "like this" guided him in the right way to squeeze and handle her breasts.

It was not too long before Lorrie's face was the image of deep sexual pleasure as Clay manipulated her breasts just like Lorrie had shown him. Soon, though, his hands started gliding over other parts of Lorrie's smooth female body. At the same time he instinctively bent down and began sucking and kissing her erect nipples.

Lorrie sighed and threw her head back and her eyes closed as she relished the sensual touch from her young lover at her breasts. He looked up and pulled her to him and they kissed, softly at first but then his tongue pushed into her mouth. They French kissed for a few seconds until she pushed him away long enough to take his clothes off of him. 

He jumped when Lorrie's hands gripped his hard cock because no girl had ever touched his cock before. He did, however, get over his initial awkwardness quickly and he enjoyed the attention my wife paid to his long hard pole. 

From there their kissing resumed and became more heated and their hands roamed over each other's bodies. Lorrie finally whispered, "fuck me" to her naked young lover.

As the two disentangled, I noticed Mike and Billy were just as enthralled as I was and they were both still clothed and stared in wide eyed amazement.

We all watched as Lorrie pulled a condom from seemingly out of nowhere. I was a bit disappointed. Part of the cuckold scene that Lorrie and I loved was the wife fucking bareback and her lover leaving a nasty creampie in her. 

I had assumed she would be taking Clay bareback like we had discussed. Later I found out that she had wanted the boys to each have a reasonably clean pussy to fuck for their first time.

Anyway, she quickly had the wrapper open and had rolled the latex sleeve over Clay's erection. 

With Clay ready, Lorrie lay back on the padded table we had prepared for this occasion, opened her legs wide, fixed her hair and held her arms out inviting Clay to take her.

Clay wasted no time in getting in place between Lorrie's widely splayed legs. Lorrie leaned up and kissed him while at the same time fishing for his rock hard cock waggling beneath him. 

From the lipstick cam I had strategically placed, I saw her hand capture his hard pole. She quickly pulled his tip into position and gave him a slight tug as a signal for him to push. He did and in a single push he was buried balls deep in my wife.

Lorrie squeaked out "fuck" from the rudeness of his invasion but other than that she settled in to enjoy the delights her new lover's dick provided her. From there, nature took over as Clay pumped in and out of my wife's well lubricated vagina. Lorrie's hands grasped Clay's ass and she used them to urge him to fuck her harder.

For the next two or three minutes, there were only the combined sounds of heavy breathing and of two people fucking. I heard Lorrie uttering a series of exclamations as Clay hit Lorrie's hot spots, "Mmmmph," "ahh," "yes," "fuck."

Lorrie was fully into being fucked.

Inevitably, Clay reached his point of no return. He arched his back and plunged into Lorrie as deep as he could. His body tensed and he held his breath and he pumped his semen in the plastic sheath separating him from my wife.

Lorrie pulled his lips to hers and she held him in a deep kiss for a few seconds as his cock twitched inside of her until his breathing returned to normal. 

Spent and needing to recover, Clay rolled off of Lorrie. When he stood, his cock hung limply and his used semen filled condom hung from his dick comically.

The other two boys were still too shocked to say anything. The silence was only broken when Lorrie held up two used condoms and announced, "Who's next."

Mike and Billy were startled at first but quickly raced to pull their clothes off. Lorrie was now faced with two hard cocks on two boys eager to lose their virginity to her but who would be next.




Lorrie, The Robe



A quick game of rock-paper-scissors and Lorrie was rolling a condom onto Billy's hardon. From there he was on Lorrie in a flash. He hardly gave Lorrie a chance to get him aimed before he stabbed himself in her and started banging away.

Billy assaulted Lorrie with all he had. His ass pumped up and down as fast and as hard as he could. Lorrie tried to get him to slow down and enjoy himself but he did not care; all he wanted was to get off as fast as he could. I think in his mind, he believed sex was a contest to see who could shoot off the quickest. Dumb ass. In less than a minute he pushed himself into Lorrie deeply, groaned and filled his condom with his thick milky liquid.

Smiling brightly like he had won, Billy rolled off of Lorrie, high fived Clay and made way for Mike.

Mike already had his condom on so all he had to do was lie down on top of Lorrie and let her guide him into her already twice fucked hole. Unlike the other two, though he took his time. With his cock in Lorrie, he bent down and started kissing her. Tenderly at first but their kisses hastily built to deeply passionate. The boy had been doing some reading up.

With his cock moving steadily in and out of my wife, Mike's tongue rolled around inside my wife's mouth. This may have been Mike's first fuck but he seemed to have good instincts on how to please Lorrie.

He was attentive to Lorrie and studied her reactions and he worked all of her special spots. Damn, he was good. He steadily plugged away at Lorrie for at least five minutes. During the last couple of minutes Lorrie's breathing became ragged and heavy. She squirmed and whimpered and became more frantic until she suddenly lunged up to Mike's in thrusting penis and she cried out, "Oh god, yes! Oh my god! Oh yes! Oh fuck! Oh yes fuck me!" She huffed and puffed and her body shook from the intensity of the orgasm washing over every nerve ending in her body.

That was all it took for Mike and he filled his condom. Both were now completely winded; their bodies covered by sheens of sweat from the heavy exertions of their love making. It took them both several minutes to recover enough for Mike to disengage from Lorrie during which Lorrie and Mike exchanged whispered sweet nothings and tender little kisses.

Billy shouted, "I win" as he proclaimed himself the winner in his who can shoot quickest contest. He is such a fucking dumb ass.

Round two started with Clay flipping Lorrie over on her stomach and then he pulled her ass up enough that he was able to take her from behind. No condom this time. On the monitors I watched as he aimed his cock at his target. He held Lorrie by her hips and he pushed forward and Lorrie's pliant flesh opened up and her lips stretched tightly around the boy's hardened invader. 

Obviously, Clay wanted to watch his cock go into Lorrie's vagina this time. I watched too as his cock head pushed passed Lorrie's entrance and then the rest of his pole disappeared into her. The other boys watched closely too since none of them had seen anything like this before. "It's just like on the internet only real," one of them said.

Clay's sex juice slick cock moved in and out of Lorrie's hole effortlessly. Lorrie did not just rely on her young lover to pleasure her; instead she used her fingers to stimulate her clit. Lorrie worked herself to perfection so that when Clay emptied his balls into my wife this time Lorrie tripped over the edge and started coming too.

Clay fell back and delighted in seeing his creampie leak out of my wife.

From Clay the rotation should have gone to Billy but he was interested in something else. He moved up to Lorrie's head and slapped her in the face with his hardon and commanded her to "suck it." 

Despite his rudeness, Lorrie obliged him and sucked his cock into her mouth.

That left Lorrie's pussy hole to Mike which he quickly took advantage of. He saddled up behind Lorrie and shoved his bare cock where Clay's had just been.

The boys worked Lorrie over from both ends. True to form, Billy blew his load first and without warning Lorrie. He crudely held her head and forced Lorrie to swallow his semen which Lorrie slurped up easily. Mike finished the action by shooting his load deep into Lorrie.

Without warning Clay let out a startled, "Oh no! Fuck! We're so fuckin' late for the game! Fuck!"

In a flurry of activity the boys quickly dressed and headed out the door much to Lorrie's consternation. "Bye, Mrs. M. Thanks." See you later," they said almost in unison before they disappeared.

With the boys gone I came out from my hiding place. Lorrie was propped up on her elbows with her legs spread obscenely apart and semen leaking lewdly out of her obscenely splayed open hole. She was using her fingers to diddle herself and display her just fucked sex. 

The smile on her face was priceless. "Adultery becomes you," I told her. 

"Cuckolding becomes you," she replied with a wide smile. 

When I went to her, Lorrie pulled my face to hers and we kissed deeply. Her breath stilled smelled of Billy's semen. We broke our kiss and Lorrie pointed out, "You still have to do that."

I had hoped she had forgotten about that part.

"I know," I replied. With that, I squirmed back down her body until I stared at her puffy just fucked pussy with her sweet tender lips pulled lewdly apart and showing me everything. Her clit still stood out from its hiding place and white foamy fluid bubbled out of Lorrie's intimate hole, inviting me.

I leaned forward and took a first tentative lick. Salty, musky and bleach flavored, not bad but not great either. Lorrie pumped her ass up and down impatiently demanding that I get on with it.

Taking a deep breath, I plunged my tongue in as deeply as I possibly could. Lorrie squealed in sheer delight from having her raunchiest fantasy turned into reality. Encouraged by her exclamation, I gave myself fully to orally pleasuring my wife.

The better I pleased Lorrie the more of the gooey mess rolled out of her to my lapping tongue. I stayed at my task as I felt the excitement building in Lorrie until she tipped over the edge. 

With an excited groan, Lorrie's body tensed and violently shook as the force of Lorrie's orgasm shot through her body. She then cried out and forced my head harder against her steamy vagina and sex. 

This is the best part of giving her oral because copious amount of sweet delicious tasting juices literally squirt out of Lorrie when she does.

After Lorrie came down, I moved into place over my wife's magnificent body like I have done many times before. Her hand griped me and guided me in.

She felt different as I slid into her velvet sleeve, instead of just being slick, she was both slick and sticky at the same time. I had to force myself to take it slow and resist the urge to just pound the hell out of Lorrie's already over fucked pussy.

Taking it slow had the advantage of giving Lorrie the time to get into it. Within four or five strokes her breathing changed, becoming more rapid and she started moving her hips up and down to increase her stimulation. After only a couple of minutes Lorrie arched her back and groaned deeply and tears of sheer joy rolled out of her eyes as her orgasm washed throughout her body. Her orgasm was so powerful her whole body shook from its force.

After that I just went with the flow trying my best to follow Lorrie's lead. Whatever I did, worked, because Lorrie had two more orgasms before I finished by pumping my own load into where the boys had shot theirs earlier.

I looked at her and said, "Thanks for the fuck, Mrs. M."

Lorrie looked at me through dreamy, hazy eyes and answered, "You're welcome, Mr. M. anytime."

After that, we made out for several more minutes as we both came down from our orgasmic highs. Looking down on Lorrie I could not help but think of what a wonderful wife and lover she is. I looked her straight into her eyes and said, "I love you."

"I love you, too," she replied.



Lorrie's College Days Adventures



My wife, Lorrie, has been promiscuous since a very early age. She was a gorgeous 18 year old, blue-eyed, 5'4" blonde with 36-C breasts topped by huge nipples when she was in her only year of college. She has an intense psychological desire to be accepted and liked by males. She knew she had incredible beauty with a fabulous body so one way of accomplishing this desire for male attention was through exposing herself and offering herself to men. 

Another trait that has followed her through-out her lifetime and has enabled her to attract men is that she craves sex...Lorrie NEEDS sex! She has never been able to get enough! Once a male has climaxed in her pussy, ass or mouth, she believes that she had captured his essence, or his commitment to her. This is always her goal.

I know a lot of people will describe Lorrie as a nymphomaniac. I suppose that would be my best definition of her since that describes a woman that is supposed to have unusually high sexual compulsions or hyper sexuality... a woman that has uncontrollable desires to have sex with many different men.

Lorrie had experienced several high school and college boys by the time she entered college at 18. One of those included me on multiple occasions. During college, she discovered a whole host of very desirable males. Many of these were members of the men's basketball team. They had incredible bodies, great stamina, loads of testosterone and loved sex. She dated many of the college basketball male team members during her first year in school and fucked most of them. She kept a diary of the more memorable ones. 

The following is a true story related to me by my wife. It is collaborated by a friend of mine who knew one of the participants that told him it was the most erotic nights he has ever experienced. 

Lorrie's College Days Adventures

Lorrie made sure she did not miss a home men's basketball game. At the conclusion of the games, she would hang around at courtside afterwards to see if she could latch onto one of the players for a "date." During this particular evening, Dan, a guard on the team, walked out and spotted her immediately. Lorrie was wearing a white low cut blouse that accentuated her bust and a short, circle pleated skirt. Dan approached her and asked if she wanted to "get a Coke."

Dan was one of the players that had sex with her before and knew she was a cinch "lay" if he got her in his car. Lorrie quickly responded "I would love to."

Dan said "I have a couple of guys that want to go with us." Lorrie was devastated upon hearing this! She assumed that she was going to miss out on sex that evening. How wrong she was!

Dan and Lorrie walked out to the car and were followed by the other two players. Tim, a handsome 6'8" forward and Kikke, a 7' center on the team from Senegal. She had not met either of these boys before. Lorrie and Dan climbed in the front seat while the two others got in the back.

They drove to the local Dairy Queen and ordered drinks. Dan then immediately drove to a rural area that Lorrie recognized as the place he had taken her several times before for sex. Lorrie became a bit nervous because of the guys in the back seat. She wanted to have sex with Dan but was not sure how the others would react. 

As soon as he parked, Dan began to make out with her, French kissing her and massaging her huge breasts. He even reached under her dress to find she was not wearing panties, which was normal for her when she was on the prowl. Once the lovemaking became heated, Dan turned around and asked Tim and Kikke if they would mind exiting the back seat. They moved around to the front of the car and sat on the hood. Dan and Lorrie then moved to the back seat.

Tim had experienced double-teaming a girl like this before with Dan so he expected to have a turn with Lorrie when Dan was through. Poor Kikke was wondering what to do since he had never done anything like this.

In no time, Dan had removed Lorrie's clothes ... she was now completely nude, a state she loved when having sex. Dan took removed his pants and underwear then pulled Lorries' head over to his erect dick. She was experienced in oral sex and got him rock hard in no time by taking his dick deep into her mouth. 

Lorrie loved the feel of a big hard cock in her mouth. She used her tongue around the head of his cock and created a vacuum in her mouth. Then she began moving her mouth up and down on Dan's hard dick and began massaging his balls. She used her teeth to lightly scrape his dick's head knowing this would increase his pleasure. 

Dan began to moan from Lorrie's hot, wet mouth surrounding his dick. Lorrie could almost simulate her cunt with the manipulations of her mouth. Dan thought it was incredible that this beautiful girl loved any type of sex and it was so easy to get her clothes off and horizontal. His next thought was if he did not end oral sex quickly he was going to cum in her mouth. He really wanted to fuck her hot, wet cunt.

Lorrie's pussy was dripping from all the petting and knowing what was going to happen next. She felt a tingling in her clitoris that fueled her desire to get Dan's dick in her pussy. She could feel her body heating and knew from experience that her skin was beginning to redden.

Dan pulled her mouth off his dick and pushed her onto her back then immediately pushed his dick into her cunt. This is exactly what she was wanting ... a hard dick in her itching cunt. 

She gasped when he entered her with such force. She could feel the ridges of his head as it entered her. She thrilled as he continued to enter her all the way. She loved the way that a good hard and large dick pushed apart the walls of her vagina. His big hairy balls slapped against her pussy and tickled her clit. The feeling of their intercourse was awesome . She started small, little climaxes almost immediately. 

Lorrie glanced out the window and saw Tim and Kikke watching them. She knew they were admiring her body and the way that she enjoyed sex and that thrilled her. She wanted to put on a show for them that they would not forget. 

She wrapped her arms and legs around Dan's back and started pushing upwards, completely lifting herself off the car seat. It was as if she did not want any part of his dick to escape her pussy. Lorrie became immune to the two outside the car and begin to almost scream for Dan to " fuck me, Dan ... fuck me! I love your dick in my pussy. You fill me up. Oh, baby ... keep going ... I am already cumming."

Lorrie's verbal commands excited Dan even more and knew he would not last long. Her cunt was so hot and she kept squirting her vaginal juices every few minutes creating a wet puddle on the car seat. Her pussy was so hot and squeezing his dick every time she pushed herself off the seat.

He looked down at her huge tits topped by her large nipples and placed his mouth over one and starting biting her nipple. Lorrie's nipples are very sensitive and she went berserk. She smashed his mouth against her breast making it difficult for Dan to breathe. She would not let up so he bit down harder on her nipple. She screamed and released her hold on his head allowing him to recover his breathing. 

In a very short time, he was spurting cum into her hot and tight pussy. She could literally feel her clit vibrating as the hot liquid from Dan's balls empted into her cunt. Lorrie screamed again as a huge climax overcame her ... "Oh my God, Dan ... oh, my Godddddddddddddd ..." 

Finally Dan relaxed on top of her as they both were gulping air trying to recover from the incredible sex act. They were covered in sweat even though the temperature was cool. Dan helped Lorrie sit up and exclaimed, "Baby, that was the most incredible sex I've ever experienced." 

Lorrie could only mutter "It was wonderful!" Even so, Lorrie was ready for more sex. She moved over to capture Dan's dick in her mouth and get him ready again. However, he stopped her.

Dan reached for his pants and begin put them on. Lorrie decided the sex was over with and began to reach for her bra and blouse when Dan caught her hands and said, "No, don't!" She stopped puzzled at what was next. 

Dan quickly exited the car and hollered "next". Tim was already waiting at the door with his pants off and a very erect and large dick. He and Kikke had been watching Lorrie and Dan fucking through the back window in anticipation of having his turn with this awesome blonde with the big tits.

Tim had been aware of Lorrie for some time. He had seen her in the gym on many occasions and heard the other players talking about their exploits with her. He thought she was a gorgeous girl and desired to have her like the other players had.

Lorrie was flustered but before she could react, Tim was pushing her back on the seat. She had fucked multiple partners before but had not expected it this time. She barely knew the other two basketball players. She was ready for more sex. It was just that she was not expecting it from these two players. But she decided to lay back and enjoy it.

Tim was tall, 6'8", and laying down on her, he completely covered her. Due to his height, he could not close the back door next to his feet. He immediate starting kissing her and placed a large hand on her left breast and began kneading it, squeezing the large and hard nipple. Her breasts fascinated him, she was only 5'4" with a 23" waist so her 36" C-cup breasts looked absolutely huge on her. Plus, he had never seen such large nipples that were so pronounced and hard.

While they continued to tongue wrestle Lorrie reached down to feel Tim's dick. She was excited to find that it was both large and hard. She was ready for another round of sex and did not want to wait any longer. 

Tim took his dick in his hand and rubbed it against Lorrie's cunt, getting it lubricated with the comingled juices flowing from her pussy lips. Every time it passed over Lorrie's clit she shuttered with a small climax. She was literally consumed with desire when Tim finally pushed his dick's head through her vaginal lips and into her steaming vagina.

She immediately felt the difference between Dan and Tim ... although both were well endowed, Tim's dick was much thicker and stretched the walls of her cunt. She loved the fullness that it gave her. Lorrie moaned and breathed "Oh Tim, you feel wonderful. Please go faster, Baby. I am ready to climax if you will just go faster."

Tim started fucking her with abandon and had her gasping through an intense climax within a few minutes. His movements were very different than Dan's. He moved his hips in and out much faster and Lorrie liked this. She could feel him deeper in her tunnel than with Dan. Tim keep telling her she was "so beautiful, so sweet and a great fuck." Lorrie was moaning lowly and began her climax with a loud " Oh fuck me, fuck me, fuck me... cum in me baby ... I need your cum!"

It did not take Tim long to add his cum to Dan's, filling Lorrie's cunt to overflowing. He jabbed his dick into her vagina as far as her could and spurted a steady stream of hot cum in the deepest part of her. She felt as if her whole body was vibrating and her clit was the epicenter. She could actually feel the hot liquid from his dick soaking her insides and it felt wonderful and added to her excitement. She had claimed a new man!

The cum mixed with her own vaginal fluids began to squirt out around Tim's throbbing dick and into her sparse, blonde public hair and onto the car seat. They both begin to relax but Lorrie's clit was still buzzing. She wanted more!

Tim was first to speak saying "Lorrie, that was incredible. I have to have you again. No one has ever taken me to the heights that you have tonight."

Lorrie replied "Any time you want, Tim. You are a great lover!"

Tim looked out the door window and noticed that Kikke was standing ready. He could barely make out Kikke's black body in the dark but he knew that he too was ready for his turn with Lorrie. 

Tim moved out of the car and motioned to Kikke that he was "next". This alarmed Lorrie when she saw that her intended "next" was Kikke. First she had never fucked a black man. And, Kikke was huge ... 7 feet of black ebony muscle. 

Lorrie sat up to get a good look at him. When she was finally able to see by the car's inside light she became concerned. His dick was already erect and it was huge. Long and thick! Almost the size of her forearm. She feared that she would not be able to take this monster and but she was excited at the prospect of trying. Kikke quickly moved into the back seat pushing Lorrie back and not giving her time to protest. 

Kikke started with her tits... mashing one in his huge hand and latching his lips onto the other. He had never had a white girl before and was excited to experience her. She looked so pale against his ebony body. He spent some time making love to her breasts. They were so much different that his girl friend's. They were firm and stood up high on her chest. He loved fondling them and sucking on her nipples and tit flesh. He was sucking on her tit so hard she knew she would have bruises. 

Kikke then positioned his massive pole against her pussy, moving it up and down, getting it wet from the various juices leaking from Lorrie's cunt. Her entire vagina began to tingle. 

Lorrie worried about taking his huge member. She grabbed his dick and was shocked when her hand could not reach completely around it. She began pleading "Please go slow, I'm not sure that I can take all you but I want to try. Let me get it good and wet first" She lowered herself and tried to get her lips around his huge head. She knew she had to create as much moisture as possible to make it easier to take him in her so she started lubricating him with her saliva as much as possible.

But Kikke wanted her pussy, not her mouth. So he pushed her back and positioned the head of his dick against her opening. Grunting, he pushed hard and his head popped into her very wet and slick cunt. Lorrie's eyes opened wide ... she gasped as it felt huge entering her. Kikke rested with just the head inside her stretched lips while he continued to service her breasts. Lorrie was almost dizzy with passion to get this started. 

She just knew Kikke was going to treat her to a new experience. She could feel the entire texture of his dick's head as it rested in her entry because it so tight. But Kikke was careful with her. 

All Lorrie could think of was, "OMG, this is really going to happen. My fantasy is going to come true tonight. A black lover with a dick larger than any I have ever tried before." 

He slowly moved more into her. Lorrie began to feel even the veins of his shaft due to the tightness as it moved down her canal. Her pussy was pulsing with vaginal juices. Finally, she looked down to see that she was halfway impelled on his dick. She again cried that "Oh my God, oh my God, you feel me completely". 

Kikke grunted and started backing it out and Lorrie thought he was going to take it completely out. Then he quickly reversed and pushed it back in and began to fuck her slowly and gently. Lorrie slowly began to get used to the fullness and was quickly beginning to accept the fact that she was really going to get fucked by this giant.

After several minutes, Kikke pulled her out of the car with his dick halfway in her pussy. He grabbed her around the waist and stood up with her clinging to him with her arms around his shoulders and her legs wrapped around his waist. Once he was standing he began picking her up and quickly pushing her back down. Lorrie felt like a little doll in this giant's arms. She felt intense pressure in her vagina as he pushed more and more of his dick into her.

She could not believe how hot Kikke was. His skin was actually burning to the touch as if he had a fever. His huge dick felt like a hot poker in her pussy. She had not experienced this with anyone else.

Kikke finally reached the bottom of her cunt and Lorrie cried for him to slow down. But he kept it going and slowly more and more of his dick disappeared into her cunt. After several minutes of pushing he had stretched her and his gigantic dick was completely immersed in her cunt. Lorrie felt it was reaching her stomach. She could feel his groin again hers The pressure was intense but she became excited and full of pride because she was able to accept all of this huge black dick in her. She started a continuous climax and screamed "Oh God, oh God, oh God ..." as he quickened his pace. 

Dan and Tim watching could not believe the spectacle they were witnessing... this little white girl with her big tits clinging to a huge black man with his massive cock jammed in her pussy! 

Soon Lorrie was climaxing continuously and then began to "squirt" copious amounts of liquid which was leaking out of her pussy every time Kikke raised her up on his dick. Kikke began to realize that Lorrie was actually squirting vaginal juices and was amazed. He had never had a woman do this with him.

Lorrie was moaning loudly and began to chant... "fuck me, fuck me, cum in me, cum in me... I want your cum." Kikke felt his balls tensing and realized this tight pussy was causing him to reach his climax in almost no time.

Meanwhile, Lorrie was feeling little electric shocks in her cunt and especially her clit whenever Kikke bounced his dick against her cervix. This gave her a burst of adrenaline and she started fucking him back with earnest. Lorrie soon reached a giant climax and started screaming... "aaaagggggggggg... fuck... fuck... cum in me... cum in me".

This caused Kikke to start squirting his hot cum into her cunt. Lorrie thought he was ejecting hot liquid directly into her womb. He kept cumming and cumming... it seemed it would never end. Suddenly, it started leaking out of her cunt and onto her thighs in a steady stream. Kikke slowly stopped fucking her, turned and sat down in the back seat with Lorrie still impaled on his dick. Sweat was pouring off of both of them and mixed with his thick, gooey cum and her hot vaginal juices. Lorrie was like a rag doll... completely exhausted from fucking all three guys and one with the biggest dick she had ever seen. Her whole body was quivering from all the intense climaxes she had experienced. 

Dan was standing outside the open back door and proclaimed "You know I hate to break up this fuckfest but we must be back in our dorm in 30 minutes to meet curfew. Coach has already warmed me that one more bed check miss and I may lose my scholarship. Get dressed, we gotta go".

Don started the car and after making sure everyone was in, returned to town. Tim had entered the back seat on the other side of Lorrie fully clothed. He started helping Lorrie put her blouse on, sans her bra, while helping himself to massaging Lorrie's bruised and sore tits. He simply could not resist handling them one more time. She looked down as he was doing this and was shocked to see several large bruises on both breasts. Her nipples were a flaming red from all of the guys chewing on them. But the dull pain from them actually felt good to her.

Kikke, on the other side of Lorrie, was trying to help get her skirt back on but she had no strength to raise her legs to help him. So, he pulled it up on her thighs as far as he could and left it there. She looked down and saw that cum was still streaming out of her angry red cunt lips. It was clotting in her light blonde pussy hair and looked as if she was washing herself with thick soap... bubbles and all.

Dan pulled the car up outside Lorrie's dorm and Tim stepped out so that he could get Lorrie out. She still had not pulled her skirt up so her sopping cunt was on full display. Tim stood her up and helped her get her skirt up to her waist. As soon as that happened, he climbed back in the car and they sped off to their dorm.

Lorrie was left standing by the curb. She finally started walking, or stumbling, up the walk to the dorm. She met a couple of other girls entering the dorm. She could tell from the looks they were giving her that they knew what she had been doing. Her tits were exposed since half the buttons on her blouse were open, her skirt was on crooked, cum running down her legs and she had her bra in her hand.




Lorrie's College Days Adventures



She finally made it up the stairs to her room, opened the door and walked in. Her roommate, Ann, looked up from her desk and gasped out loud. "What in hell has happened to you, Lorrie?" She rushed over to help Lorrie to her bed and then said, "we need to get you in the shower."

She un-buttoned Lorrie's shirt and pulled it off her shoulders. She gasped again seeing her bare tits with numerous hickeys. Her huge nipples were still extended. "Lorrie, you are bruised something awful. What happened?"

Lorrie just looked at her and said, "please help me get in the shower."

Ann helped her get out of her skirt and saw the cum seeping out of her cunt and on her thighs. She took her fingers and gathered of some on them. She then smelled the thick, gooey liquid and placed her fingers to her mouth to taste it. She muttered "Lorrie, you have been fucking haven't you? There is cum all over you! Your pussy looks awful."

Lorrie just shook her head "yes" and began walking to the shower. Ann began taking off her own pajamas and helped Lorrie into the shower, holding her under the warm, relaxing water. She picked up a rag, applied some soap and started wiping down Lorrie's body. Once she reached her pussy lips, Lorrie let out a yelp... "Ouch, that is really sore. Please be gentle"

Ann continued to clean her up and as she did so, Lorrie began to begin to relive the past few hours and became aroused again. She asked Ann if she would rub her pussy lips with some lotion to help relieve the soreness.. Ann helped towel her dry and then returned her to her bed. 

Ann found some lotion and began applying it to Lorrie's breasts. Ann then softly kissed Lorrie's breasts gently sucking her nipples. Lorrie's nipples began to harden and jutted out almost a full inch. Ann then she moved to Lorrie's genital area. As she spread the lotion onto Lorrie's pussy lips, Lorrie began to moan softly and started moving her hips. Ann then put away the lotion and kissed Lorrie's cunt lips which were still leaking cum. 

Ann began by running her tongue over Lorrie's outer lips and lapping the cum that was still seeping out. Lorrie's pussy was still tender but as Ann's tongue reached her raw clit she felt little tremors in her vagina and her passion began to revive.

Lorrie then pulled Ann's face towards her cunt and softly said "eat me, Ann." Ann stood up and removed her bra and panties that were both wet from the shower. Lorrie starred at Ann's beautifully formed breasts and her shaved pussy. Lorrie was shocked to see her pussy bald. She thought it looked beautiful. 

Ann quickly moved into a "69" position and began tenderly licking at Lorrie's pussy... sucking the liquid and lightly licking inside Lorrie's outer lips. When her tongue reached Lorrie's huge swollen clit, Lorrie cried out "Oh, Ann. That feels so good. Please don't stop"

Lorrie moved her head into position so that her mouth reached Ann's cunt and began licking Ann's pussy lips, finally reaching Ann's clit, Ann pushed her pelvic directly onto Lorrie's mouth. Lorrie could not believe she was making love to another woman ... her first time. She was amazed that Ann's pussy actually tasted good. She loved the fact that Ann had shaved her pussy bald. It was so slick and sexy. She thought it was a beautiful pussy ... so clean and perfectly form. It resembled a little coin purse ... the kind that you squeezed the ends to open it. She liked the look so much she decided right then that she want to shave her own pussy.

Both girls knew the magic spot and the center of all climaxes was the clitoris. Both of them concentrated their tongues on this area. Lorrie also gently pushed two fingers into Ann and searched out her G-spot and begin to lightly scratch it with her finger nails. Ann began to softly cry out into Lorrie's pussy.

After a few minutes of this tender love making, Ann reached a shuttering climax and discharged some vaginal fluid directly into Lorrie's mouth. This startled Lorrie but she found the taste to be very enjoyable and began to suck as much of it as possible out of Ann. 

She mashed Ann's face to her cunt and almost passed out from the intense electric charges running through her entire groin. This shocked Lorrie. She had never experienced a woman before and the results surprised her. She began a wonderful climax and flooded Ann's face with her vaginal juices along with the remainder of the cum the boys had squirted into her pussy earlier.

She moved Ann's legs aside and sit up as Ann turned on her back. "Ann, that was wonderful! I have never experienced a woman before but it was great."

Ann replied "Well, I have played around with some girls before but no one did me like you did. No one ever placed their fingers in me. That was awesome. I would like to try it again sometime." 

"I wouldn't mind trying it again. But not tonight! I am completely exhausted. So, if you will move, I am going to sleep. I have no will to put on any bed clothes so you will have to put up with my nudity."

Ann looked at her gorgeous body and replied "Then I believe I will stay up a while and stare at you. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen naked. I love you Lorrie."

Lorrie just smiled and said "Goodnight, Ann."



Lorrie's Punishment



Lorrie Bennigan had it all or so she thought. She was a nineteen year old student at Woodrow Wilson Technical College in Teapot, New Jersey. It was a rather small institution, the entire campus being housed in a five storied building. She had a 4.0 grade point average and was on the fast track to a promising career in computer programming. The fortunate young woman was also the most popular girl in the college.

And best of all, she wasn’t the least stuck up; not that anyone would have blamed her if she had been. Lorrie was five foot, seven inch of full bodied young woman; her measurements were 36D, 26, 36 and she had real blonde hair that hung to her shoulders in a little flip-up curl at the ends. While certainly not a classic beauty, she had a highly interesting face with soft cheeks melting down past a classic nose to a strong mouth and chin. Combined with her sparkling and witty personality, her appearance left others with the impression of extreme beauty.

The most important thing in Lorrie’s life was her boyfriend, Mike. They had been going together since high school and she considered him the love of her life. He had been captain of the football team, although he certainly wasn’t a typical dumb jock. Mike prided himself on taking his schoolwork seriously and his grades, while not in Lorrie’s class, were always a solid B average.

The only flaw in the relationship as far as the blonde young woman was concerned was Mike’s penchant for smoking pot. Lorrie, herself, was clean and sober and didn’t enjoy the feeling of not being in control of herself, although she never laid her personal values on her boyfriend. She was happy though that Mike usually limited his pot intake to when they weren’t together. On this particular evening he had smoked a small bit earlier on. When he had stopped at a convenience store to purchase the both of them a soda, Mike had asked Lorrie to hold the baggie for him. Not having her purse with her, Lorrie stashed it down the front of her blue jeans. Unfortunately the young woman forgot about it, as it had already grown quite late in the evening and Mike had taken her home soon thereafter realizing she had already badly overstayed her curfew.

The only dark cloud in Lorrie’s life was her stepmother, Hillary. Lorrie was five when her mother had died and the young woman barely remembered her. Her father had remained unmarried for years due to his sorrow and Lorrie had come to prefer just having one parent; if truth be told, part of the reason was she had her loving father wrapped around her little finger. True, she had never done anything out of line except breaking curfew numerous times before this fateful night.

A couple of years earlier, Lorrie’s father had made some tentative forays into dating. This made her happy because she could see he was much happier himself. All of this came crashing down around her head rather quickly three months previous when her father invited Hillary to dinner at their home and they informed Lorrie they were to be wed in the next week. The young woman was completely shocked and had an instant antipathy towards her stepmother. Lorrie resented Hillary for her intrusion into their family and what made matters worse, her stepmother came equipped with a son from a past marriage.

Her new stepbrother, Joey, was also nineteen, but there the similarly with Lorrie ended. Even though he was quite good looking, his personal hygiene was terrible and the young woman couldn’t even stand being near him. Joey was a complete slacker in school and still in high school.

Lorrie also had a very strong suspicion that Hillary was very jealous of Lorrie’s relationship with her father and the amount of quality time they spent together, because her stepmother never missed an opportunity to put her down when her father wasn’t around. The young blonde also realized that Hillary resented Lorrie’s achievements because it made Joey’s delinquent behaviors look even worse in comparison.  

Mike pulled his ‘Mustang GT’ to a halt with a screech of tires in front of his girlfriend’s home. Lorrie leaned over and offered her boyfriend a quick kiss on his lips and, then undoing her seat belts, she opened the car door and ran trippingly up the front sidewalk.

“Goodnight,” Mike called out as he leaned over and closed the car door.

‘Oh, I hope Hillary is asleep. I am so late,’ Lorrie thought. Despite her father’s wishes, she absolutely refused to call his new wife, mother. Even though Lorrie was of legal age, her father had insisted that she place her energy into college and to continue to live at home. She was totally agreeable to this; consequently she was completely dependent on her father and stepmother’s good graces.

Lorrie realized with her father out of town on business, she only had to worry about Hillary. Inserting the key into the front door and creeping inside, she was greatly relieved to see only the small night lights on in the house. Closing the front door quietly behind her, it was then that Lorrie realized panic stricken that she still was in custody of Mike’s pot. She quickly pushed it even further down the front of her jeans.

A light was suddenly snapped on in the spacious living room. Lorrie was temporarily blinded, but knew deep in her heart that she had been busted by Hillary. Sure enough, the odious woman was glaring at her, seated in a comfortable chair in the corner.

“Why are so late, you little tramp?” Hillary asked harshly, standing and advancing quickly on the stunned Lorrie, who stood in complete shock at being called such a vile name. She realized her stepmother never would have dared to use such an appellation if Lorrie’s father had been home.

Hillary stopped directly in front of Lorrie and, then appearing slightly perplexed, leaned over the young woman and took a deep sniff. ‘Oh my God!’ Lorrie thought, panicked. ‘Can she smell Mike’s pot on me?’

“What’s that smell on you?” Hillary demanded.

“My perfume?” Lorrie weakly answered.

“Oh no young lady, I certainly know the smell of marijuana when I smell it. You’ve been out smoking drugs, haven’t you?” ‘ ‘How does she know what pot smells like?’ Lorrie wondered. “No, no I haven’t,” Lorrie attempted to protest.

“I should just take you down to the police station and have them test you. How would you like that?” Hillary snapped angrily.

Lorrie just kept repeating, “No, no,” and began crying from her stepmother’s unrelenting harassment.

To Lorrie’s complete embarrassment, Joey suddenly appeared in the living room. She realized he must have been listening the entire time in the dining room. He leaned against the doorway and grinned insolently at her.

“I saw you put something under your clothes when you came in here,” Hillary accused. “Lift your blouse up.”

Still weeping, Lorrie managed to say, “I can’t, it’s too tight.”

“Then unbutton it, you stupid slut,” the middle-aged woman ordered.

Lorrie couldn’t believe her ears. She was supposed to open her blouse in front of her stepbrother! “No, I can’t,” she sobbed. “Not in front of Joey.”

“Listen here young lady,” Hillary said, shaking the young woman by her arm violently. “You do as I say or I’ll rip that blouse right off you.”

Never doubting her stepmother for a second, Lorrie, with shaking hands, finally managed to open her blouse displaying her sexy semi-transparent bra. She felt even more embarrassed and degraded when Joey wolf whistled at her.

Lorrie began to button her blouse back and Hillary snapped, “Just take it off, I may need to check under your bra.”

The now totally emotionally beaten down young woman couldn’t believe her own ears, but did as her stepmother ordered and dropped her blouse down onto the nearby couch making the sight of her bra even more accessible to her staring stepbrother.

“You can stop this right now by just turning over the marijuana,” Hillary explained.

“There is no marijuana!” Lorrie screamed, pressed to her breaking point.

“Don’t you yell at me, young lady. I am not to be trifled with. Unbutton and pull the zipper down on your jeans,” Hillary ordered.

Lorrie felt as if her heart had stopped dead in her large chest. She suddenly realized she was very close to being busted with the pot and she became extremely frightened as to what Hillary’s response would be. Lorrie made one more attempt to thwart her stepmother.

“It’s not right to make me do this in front of Joey,” she cried out.

“Never you mind about Joey,” Hillary insisted. “He’s not out to all hours using drugs. Now do as I say or I’ll just pull those jeans off you myself!”

Feeling totally defeated, Lorrie did as her stepmother insisted. She slowly unbuttoned her jeans and then unzipped them. Doing exactly what had been the young woman’s worst nightmare, Hillary stepped forward and yanked the jeans partially down – the baggie of pot fell out onto the living room carpet.

Her stepmother went completely ballistic. “Goddamn you! I knew you were lying to me.” And then she slapped Lorrie hard across the face.

“Ow!” Lorrie cried out. Despite the pain, what was worse to the young woman was the shock of the blow – she had never been struck in her life. Plus she was now terrified over what more physical punishment Hillary might dish out.

“Are you hiding anything else?” Hillary angrily questioned.

“No, no, I swear I’m not,” Lorrie tearfully insisted.

“I don’t believe you, you little liar,” Lorrie’s stepmother declared. “Take the rest of your clothes off. I need to search them and you.”

“I can’t do that,” the blonde young woman protested. “Joey is standing right there. It’s indecent.”

“It’ll be good punishment for you for using drugs and lying to me. You’ll think twice before doing this again!” Hillary exclaimed, forcing Lorrie’s jeans down to her feet. The young woman realized horror struck that her stepmother had tangled her panties in her jeans and she was now standing half naked in front of Joey.

“Oh God no!” Lorrie screamed in emotional anguish and she threw her hands down to cover her blonde pubic haired labia. She felt totally humiliated.

Hillary seized the opportunity to unsnap her stepdaughter’s bra and removed it eliciting another scream of shame from Lorrie. “Will you shut up? You’re getting on my nerves. And stand up straight with your arms by your side. I need to check you over next.”

As her stepmother carefully searched all of Lorrie’s recently removed clothing, Lorrie stood hunched over, futilely attempting to hide her nudity from the rapacious staring of Joey. She simply could not make herself stand straight as Hillary had ordered. When the middle-aged woman finished going through Lorrie’s clothing, she noticed her stepdaughter had disobeyed her once more.

Knocking the young woman’s hands away, Hillary demanded, “Squat with your legs widely apart.”

God, would this humiliation ever end? Lorrie wondered. By this time she realized she needed to follow her stepmother’s dictums, if for no other reason than to try to shorten the time involved in this hideous situation. The young blonde did as instructed and burned with embarrassment as Hillary squatted herself and closely checked out her young stepdaughter’s pussy. Lorrie made the mistake of locking eye contact with Joey, who smiled salaciously at her and rolled his tongue around his lips.

“Stand up and bend over,” the middle-aged woman ordered, while standing herself. Lorrie labouredly pulled herself to her feet and bent over. “Oh God,” she moaned when Hillary pulled Lorrie’s butt cheeks far apart.

Suddenly Lorrie felt terrible pain when her stepmother slapped her stepdaughter’s butt hard. “Oh stop it!” she cried out.

“Shut up and take your punishment,” Hillary snarled while continuing to slap Lorrie’s behind hard, again and again.

With tears streaming down her face, Lorrie attempted to obey her stepmother by biting her lip to handle the increasing pain of each slap. Finally, in what seemed forever to Lorrie, Hillary stopped and said, “Okay, go to bed young lady. I shall be going to the college with you in the morning to discuss this with your Dean.”

‘Oh no!’ Lorrie thought, now realizing all of her friends at her college might hear about this.

Morning came even earlier that usual for Lorrie because Hillary was determined to drive her wayward stepdaughter to college for a talk with the Dean before going on to her job. Lorrie had not only cried herself to sleep the night before, but also had slept very restlessly experiencing a nightmare where she was naked in public. She was actually gladdened when her stepmother violently shook her awake.

‘Oh thank God that was just a dream. It felt so real,’ Lorrie thought, as Hillary snarled, “Get up and get dressed. We’re leaving in fifteen minutes.”

Lorrie sat up in bed and blushed furiously when her sheet fell from her bare breasts. She had been so upset the night before she had gone to bed without first putting on a nightgown, something she ordinarily wouldn’t have dreamt of doing.

“You little slut!” Hillary exclaimed. “Cover yourself! What if I had sent Joey up here to get you up?”

It was then Lorrie noticed her bedroom door was standing wide open and she dove back under the covers. “I’ll be waiting by the car in fourteen minutes. You’d better be there or you’re in worse trouble, young lady,” Hillary warned and she then strided from the room, slamming the door for emphasis.

Even though Lorrie hurriedly dressed so as to not miss her stepmother’s deadline, she remembered to pick something much more demure than what she usually wore to class. She chose a long sleeved cashmere sweater and a long skirt that fell well below her knees. All in all, the young woman thought she projected a very respectable image for her forced interview with the Dean and Hillary.

Hillary drove silently tight lipped, occasionally casting angry glares at the apprehensive Lorrie seated beside her. After reaching the college and parking right in front in a visitor’s space, Hillary opened the car door and stepped out. Leaning back into the car, she said harshly, “Well, what are you waiting for? If you cause me to be late for work, you’re in even worse trouble, young lady.”

Hillary quickly strided into the building with Lorrie struggling to keep up after she had exited the car. Hillary walked into the first room of the Dean’s office and up to the desk of his administrative assistant, while Lorrie stood in the background hoping to not be noticed. Her heart sank when she noticed one of the few students in her class who quite obviously actively disliked her was also present in the office. Her name was Lisa Showalter and she often helped out the Dean’s staff before classes and during her free time during the day. It was she who stepped up to Hillary while maliciously smiling at Lorrie and asked, “Yes, may I help you?”

“Yes, I’m Mrs. Bennigan and Lorrie Bennigan is my daughter and we need to talk with the Dean about something very serious,” Hillary explained.

‘I am not your daughter!’ Lorrie screamed inside.

“Fine,” Lisa said, “Let me see if he is available.” She picked up the phone on the desk and punched in the intercom. “Yes sir,” the student said. “There’s a Mrs. Bennigan out here who wants to discuss Lorrie with you. Yes sir, I’ll send them right in.” Lisa returned the phone to its proper position and said, “You may go right in.”

“Thank you,” Hillary said.

Lorrie’s stepmother walked up to the door that had stenciled on it in gold letters – Robert Davis, Associate Dean of Student Affairs. Realizing that Lorrie wasn’t following her, Hillary turned her head and said, “What are you waiting for? I haven’t got all day to mess around with you.”

Lorrie flushed in embarrassment and hurried across the office to obey her stepmother, while listening to Lisa giggling at her. Inside the office, Robert Davis, Dean of Student Affairs at Woodrow Wilson Technical College waited eagerly to learn what the difficulty was. It wasn’t that he was so dedicated in his job that he looked forward to a parent-student conference before his first cup of coffee. It was because he was a fifty-six year old letch who loved the possibility of being able to ogle Lorrie Bennigan close up for a long period of time. In fact, ogling the college girls was the only reason Robert Davis was still working. He had been employed by the college for over thirty years and his pension would keep him comfortable for the rest of his life; not to mention his life savings in the Bank of Teapot.

He graciously stood and introduced himself when Hillary and Lorrie entered his office, despite the fact that he felt disgusted at the sight of the middle-aged woman’s flabby gut and almost nonexistent bust line. The Dean invited them to be seated in the two comfortable chairs that sat in front of his desk. Once Lorrie and her stepmother were seated, he leaned forward and said, “So what can I do for you today?”

Hillary sat back in her chair and crossed her thick legs, offering the principal a momentary shot of her flabby upper thighs and panties.

‘Ugh,’ Robert thought. ‘Gross!’

“I’m sorry to say that we have a serious problem with Lorrie. I caught her with marijuana last night.”

“Oh that’s terrible!” the Dean exclaimed.

“Yes, I agree. It is,” Hillary continued. “I wanted this meeting with you so we are on the same page with her. After discovering drugs on her at home, I found myself wondering how much drugs she might be using here on campus.”

“I don’t use drugs at college,” Lorrie blurted out.

“Hush, darling,” Hillary said for Robert’s benefit. “I would like to hear what your Dean has to say.”

Robert’s mind was reeling with the possibilities now set before him. “Have you been using drugs here on campus, Lorrie?” he asked, attempting to sound solicitous.

“No, I have not,” she answered forthrightly.

“Now Lorrie dear,” Hillary said. “How can we believe you? I asked you last night if you’d been using them and you said no. Then when I made you strip, I found out that you’d lied and had marijuana hidden on your person. Why, you could have drugs on you right now, as we speak.”

Lorrie turned bright red in embarrassment at the Dean hearing this. All of the girls agreed he was nothing but a dirty old man. A thrill ran through Robert when he learned that Hillary had stripped the young woman the night before. A glimmer of a plan began to fill his mind.

“That’s very true, Mrs. Bennigan,” Dean Davis said, sincerity dripping from his voice. “Possibly we should search Lorrie now to make certain she is telling the truth – with your permission, of course.”

Robert Davis waited with bated breath. He was certain this was a chance of a lifetime. “Of course,” Hillary agreed. “I only want what’s best for Lorrie. Perhaps she should take off her outer clothing so we can search it.”

Lorrie couldn’t believe her own ears. Were they saying she was supposed to strip down to her bra and panties in front of the Dean? She wanted to scream in protest or turn and race from the office – but where would she go?

The Dean nodded his assent. His mouth was so dry he was frightened if he attempted to speak, it would only come out as a croak.

“What are you waiting for, Lorrie? Or do I have to help you?” Hillary spoke ominously.

Totally numb, Lorrie stood and began to unbutton her expensive cashmere sweater. ‘I can’t believe this,’ she thought forlornly. She finally finished and removed it, handing the sweater to Hillary. She quickly covered her skimpy bra with her hands. ‘Oh why didn’t I wear a more sturdy bra today?’ she desolately thought.

“The skirt now, Lorrie,” her stepmother ordered.

Taking a deep breath, Lorrie lowered her hands and deftly removed her skirt, stepping out of it and handing it also to Hillary. She now stood with only a miniscule thong on below her waist. Lorrie could feel the heat from her embarrassment over her entire body. She quickly threw a hand down over her thong.




Lorrie's Punishment



“Stand up straight! Quit slouching!” Hillary barked. “Arms at your side!”

Now feeling totally mortified to be standing in only her scanties at college of front of the Dean, Lorrie did as directed. “As you can see, Dean Davis, there is nothing in Lorrie’s outer clothing,” her stepmother said, handing the sweater and skirt over his desk to him.

Robert Davis was glad he didn’t have to stand at the moment, because he was now experiencing a major hardon at the sight of his lovely student standing dressed only in her unmentionables.

“But that doesn’t mean, she might not still have some drugs hidden on her,” Hillary continued.

‘Oh my god no!’ Lorrie screamed inside. ‘How much worse can this get?’

“Please take your bra off, Lorrie,” Dean Davis requested.

Lorrie began to cry. “Please don’t make me do this,” she pleaded. “It’s indecent.”

“Lorrie,” Hillary spoke firmly. “The Dean is a professional man. He is conducting this search in order for you to be able to attend classes. Now remove it or I’ll be forced to help you.”

Lorrie realized she was totally defeated and reached behind her and unhooked the bra. She handed it to Hillary and then quickly covered her naked breasts.

‘Oh my God!’ Dean Davis thought. ‘Her breasts are huge!’

Lorrie began to sob in embarrassment and humiliation. “Stop that sniveling!” Hillary ordered. “Dean Davis will think you’re a complete idiot. Certainly you don’t think a man of his stature is enjoying looking at a student?”

“We’ll have to check the rest of your clothing, Lorrie,” Dean Davis informed her.

‘The rest of my clothing!’ she thought hysterically. ‘There’s only my thong, surely they don’t think I’m stripping naked here on campus?’

Lorrie began to cry in earnest. “Oh for God’s sake!” Hillary exclaimed and she reached out and pulled her stepdaughter’s thong down to her feet. Nudging Lorrie’s ankle, Hillary ordered, “Step out of them.”

The beautiful Lorrie was in such shock for a second that she did as directed and then stood with her blonde pubic haired labia in full view. Robert Davis was in complete heaven. ‘My God, she’s beautiful,’ he thought.

“Oh God!” Lorrie screamed as she finally accepted that she was standing completely nude in front of the Dean. Her hand dove down to cover her vagina.

“Quit yelling!” Hillary protested. “No one is hurting you. Now stand up so we can make sure you’re not trying to hide anything from us,” Lorrie’s stepmother ordered. And she then poked the young blonde quite viciously until Lorrie complied and stood with her arms by her side offering her complete nakedness to the sight of Dean Davis.

‘I’m surprised I haven’t cum in my pants,’ he thought.

It was then that events grew even more humiliating for Lorrie. A knock came upon the door. ‘Oh my God!’ Lorrie thought. ‘Don’t answer it, don’t answer it, please don’t answer it!’

“Come in,” Dean Davis calmly invited.

Lorrie felt faint and wavered on her feet. She wished she could drop into a large hole when the door opened and Lisa Showalter entered the office, carrying a cup of coffee for the Dean. Lisa couldn’t believe her eyes when she saw Lorrie, the person she most disliked, standing there completely naked. She began to laugh loudly.

“Lisa, please,” Dean Davis admonished. “There is no cause for levity. We are conducting a search for possible drugs.”

Lorrie felt doubly humiliated to now not only be standing naked in front of Lisa, but also she realized that the door was standing open and she could be seen by anyone who was in the outer office. Lisa immediately hushed and carried the coffee to the Dean.

“Thank you, Lisa,” Robert said. Lisa just stood there smirking as she looked the naked Lorrie up and down. ‘God, just let me die,’ Lorrie prayed.

“That will be all, Lisa,” the Dean directed.

Lisa reluctantly left the room, but exacted even more revenge on Lorrie by purposely leaving the door wide open. Lorrie could hear giggling from unknown people out in the outer office and realized the news of this would quickly spread through the college. She would never be able to look anyone in the eye again.

“Okay,” Dean Davis said, running his eyes lavasiously over his student’s beautiful nakedness. “I think we can see you’re not currently carrying any drugs on you, but what’s to stop you from acquiring some later?”

“That’s a good point,” Hillary quickly agreed. “But what would you suggest?”

“This would certainly only be a stopgap method, but I think it would give Lorrie the opportunity to not only rethink her stance on drug usage, but also to be able to control her usage until she is strong enough to just say no. I think she should remain naked, at least through today. She’ll also serve as a good example to the other students concerning what can happen by using drugs.”

“Are you completely crazy?” Lorrie blurted out. “I can’t be naked all day!”

“You most certainly can, young lady, if I give my permission,” Hillary informed her. “Now you apologize to Dean Davis for your rude outburst.”

‘I can’t believe this!’ Lorrie thought. “I’m sorry,” she muttered.

“Good, that’s all taken care of,” Lorrie’s stepmother said, standing. “Why don’t you just keep Lorrie’s clothing with you and she can get it back when I come to pick her up after school? I’ll meet you both here in your office.”

The Dean quickly stood also. “It’s been a pleasure, Mrs. Bennigan.” ‘God, has it ever,’ he thought. “I can only wish that other parents were as eager to help out as you are.”

“Thank you.” Hillary flashed him a smile. “I’ll pick you after work, Lorrie. Now you stay here until I can get here. Don’t go wandering off.”

‘Wander off?’ Lorrie thought hysterically. ‘Where would I wander off to naked?’

“Thanks again, Dean Davis,” the middle-aged woman said.

“Wait a minute! We can’t have this!” the Dean said excitedly.

‘Thank God, he’s finally come to his senses,’ Lorrie thought, greatly relieved.

“We haven’t checked her shoes,” Robert Davis explained.

“I can’t believe this! What could I be hiding in my shoes?” Lorrie angrily blurted out.

The next thing she felt was even more shocking as Hillary struck her an open handed slap across the face. “Don’t speak to the Dean that way! Show some respect,” Hillary demanded. “And give me your shoes.”

Thoroughly humiliated and with her face still stinging from the slap, Laurie reached down and slipped off her flats, handing them to her stepmother. Hillary made a big show out of examining them and then she handed them over to the Dean. “It’s been a delight to work with you on this,” he said.

“Likewise, I’m sure,” Hillary replied. “And now I must be off or I’ll be late for work.”

She turned and strided through the office door and into the front office, pushing through a small throng of fascinated students who were there for appointments.

“Now Lorrie, I think you need to get to your first class,” Robert Davis explained.

“I can’t go like this,” Lorrie half sobbed.

“Listen here, young lady. You heard your mother. Now you do as I say.”

“She’s not my mother!” Lorrie screamed.

“One more outburst from you and I’ll be forced to have you escorted from the building.”

Despite her hysteria, the thought of being escorted from the campus naked and also knowing how Hillary would react caused Lorrie to cease her protests. Her naked shoulders slumped in resignation.

“That’s more like it,” Dean Davis praised. “Now run along and don’t worry. I’ll make an announcement explaining the entire situation. By the way, if you have any problems during the day I want you come to me for help.”

‘Have any problems during the day?’ Lorrie thought, her mind whirling crazily. ‘What? With being naked in school? – Is this man totally crazy? This is just like my nightmare – only it’s really happening!’

Lorrie finally realized that she had been dismissed as Dean Davis just continued to sit there with an idiotic grin plastered on his face, ogling her stark naked body. The young woman turned and walked tentatively to the doorway, while staring at the floor. She only had her small carry bag of books with her, which would offer little cover for her nakedness. She felt as though she could just barely make her legs work. Taking a deep breath, Lorrie looked up and was horrified to see a small group of college students, some of whom she knew, raptly staring at her. A few of them stood with their mouths agape. She heard her friend, Jack whisper, “Holy shit.”

Lorrie finally remembered to throw one arm across her breasts and a hand over her pubic area. She walked across the office as fast as the awkward position would allow. Despite feeling the stares of the students and the Dean’s administrative assistant burning into her back, Lorrie hesitated at the door leading to the hall. The embarrassment and humiliation she was currently feeling she realized was child’s play compared to what she would experience out in the early morning hallways. Then her situation grew even worse when she heard the school intercom click on and Dean Davis clear his throat in preparation of making an announcement over the building’s intercom.

Suddenly the Dean’s voice blared out over the intercom: “Attention, all students and faculty. I have an important announcement to make. One of our students, Lorrie Bennigan, was caught with marijuana by her mother. In an effort to make certain that she has not brought any illegal substances to campus with her today, her mother and I have conducted a strip search. It has further been decided by us that Lorrie should remain bereft of attire today in order for the faculty to be able to monitor easily that she is not carrying any drugs on her person. It will also serve as a detriment to any future usage on her part. I expect that no one will interfere with her today and that we will all handle this unfortunate situation in an appropriate manner.”

Burning with embarrassment, Lorrie could literally hear the gasps from students standing outside the door in the hallway. Then there was no missing the peals of laughter and other hooting from a large number of students. As if to still their derisive voices, Lorrie threw her hands over her ears, forgetting she was uncovering her nakedness. Suddenly she realized Lisa Showalter was standing beside her grinning maliciously and allowing her eyes to roam Lorrie’s nude body.

“I know you think you’re hot, but you didn’t have to go to this length to get attention,” Lisa said snidely.

“Oh shit!” Lorrie exclaimed, realizing she had voluntarily uncovered her nakedness. She quickly moved her hands to cover up as much as possible.

Naughty, naughty,” Lisa said, wagging her forefinger mockingly at Lorrie. “Did Miss Goody-Goody just curse? Perhaps Dean Davis should also wash your mouth out with soap. Here, I don’t want you to be late for your first class,” Lisa said, opening the door and pushing Lorrie out of the door, propelling her into a large group of milling students.

Lorrie careened wildly across the hall, bumping into people here and there and finally ended up in the grasp of a young man. He took full advantage of the situation and was holding her up by cupping both of her large breasts in his hands.

“Very nice tits,” he complimented the poor young woman.

“Ekkkk!” Lorrie screamed in protest. “Let go of me!” she said, regaining her feet and slapping at him until he dropped his hands.

The already rowdy crowd of students broke into riotous laughter at the sight of the naked Lorrie. Lorrie didn’t know which was worse; that he had been squeezing her naked breasts or that she felt her nipples grow erect at the contact.

‘Oh God,’ she thought. ‘I couldn’t possibly be getting turned on by this, could I?’

Lorrie suddenly saw her best friend, Erica. Erica was a spectacularly beautiful brunette, who Lorrie had been friends with since elementary school. ‘Thank God,’ Lorrie thought. Surely her good friend would help her, possibly Erica had brought a coat at least with her to school.

Pushing her way through what felt to be hundreds of groping hands, Lorrie finally staggered up to Erica. Her ears were burning with the obscenities being applied to certain parts of her body. Lorrie had never heard such language!

“Erica, please help me,” Lorrie pleaded. She had begun to cry and tears were running freely down her pretty face.

Erica looked up and down Lorrie, who was cowering and attempting to cover her nudity, and smiled cruelly at her. “I always knew you were jealous of my looks, but I never thought you would go this far to make yourself look better. But I will say this, at least I can see you’re a natural blonde.”

Lorrie couldn’t believe her ears. This was her best friend! “Don’t you have anything extra in your car I could use,” Lorrie begged.

“Actually in fact I do have a coat in my car, but I don’t choose to share it with a pothead. Besides you heard the Dean, you’re supposed to stay naked all day. I don’t feel like getting in trouble for you,” Erica pointed out snidely.

Lorrie couldn’t accept that Erica could be so mean to her in such a horrible situation. If Erica, her almost life long friend, was like this, who could she could look to for sympathy? All of the hands of people that were stroking her body and attempting to reach her more intimate parts finally pushed Lorrie to the breaking point. 

“Goddamn it! Leave me alone!” she screamed and ran sobbing down the hall, almost knocking some people down in her rush. ‘I have to get to Mike! I’m sure he can help me,’ Lorrie thought.

Lorrie took a left down a hall where Mike’s first class was held. Once again she ran into a large group of college students who were delighted to discover she was stark naked. This time Lorrie disdained the fruitless task of attempting to cover herself, but instead slapped away the hands that were reaching to touch her. Unfortunately at this point she was winded from her exertion and had to rest for a minute. It was then that the opening bell rang announcing that all students had five minutes to report to their first class before being considered tardy.

“Thank God,” Lorrie whispered, thinking the college students would appropriately disperse and the hallways would soon be empty. To her horror and disbelief, it turned out to be quite the contrary – not one of her classmates had left the vicinity, but instead were beginning to crowd around her.

“Hey Lorrie, you slut,” she heard her good friend Sally say. “The least you could do is cover yourself.”

The naked blonde looked up in great distress and saw her friend standing less than a foot away from her. “Sally, please, help me,” she pleaded.

“There’s nothing I can do for you when you just stand there like that. At least try to cover yourself some with your bag,” Sally retorted.

“Hey, look everybody. Her tits are hard!” Lorrie’s friend, Thomas, shouted out.

Lorrie looked down at herself in horror and disbelief. It was true! Her nipples were more elongated in the cool air conditioning than she had ever seen them. She felt totally shamed. People would think she had grown excited with being exposed.

Lorrie attempted to shut out the increasing number of obscene catcalls that were being shouted out at her by searching the crowd for her boyfriend, Mike. Lorrie heard a familiar voice bellow, “What’s going on here?!”

Lorrie suddenly realized that people were being rudely pushed aside. She looked up into the shocked eyes of her boyfriend, Mike. “Lorrie, where the hell are your clothes?! You’re naked!”

Suddenly enraged that her boyfriend hadn’t immediately handed her the shirt off his back, Lorrie sarcastically snapped, “There’s a no brainer for you. Duh! When did you first notice?”

Mike was suddenly captured by pure lust. Why, he hadn’t even seen Lorrie in her underwear before. The most they had ever done in two years was heavy petting completely dressed. ‘My God, she’s absolutely gorgeous,’ he thought, as he stood there just staring at her.

Already angry with her boyfriend for his obvious insensitivity to her plight, Lorrie was absolutely enraged to see an obvious erection poking out beneath her boyfriend’s jeans. “This is all your fault, you jerk!” she screamed. “If it hadn’t been for you and your precious pot, none of this would have happened to me,” Lorrie responded further, shoving Mike.

“Wait a minute, I’m sorry,” Mike expressed, grabbing her by the arm. “Wait – I’ll give you my shirt.”

“Get away from me!” she shouted, shrugging off his hand.

Lorrie’s first class was only a few doors away, but she had no intention of going there. She was headed to the women’s restroom to spend the entire day there. No way was she going to attend classes naked. Unfortunately she hadn’t reckoned on her professor, Vic Thomas. His students were required to call him professor out of politeness, but in actuality he was only a lecturer. Vic in his personal habits and interests was a carbon copy of Dean Davis, although he was ten years younger.

As soon as he had heard the Dean’s announcement concerning Lorrie’s plight, he had almost literally been salivating. This was a dream come true for him. Anticipating that Lorrie might try to sneak off somewhere and not attend his class, Vic had situated himself by the doorway of the classroom and stood eagerly scanning the crowd for her. Even though he wasn’t able to see Lorrie because of the crowd that was surrounding her on her naked journey down the hall, he was certainly able to tell it was her by all the shouting and laughter of the other young people.

Vic stepped away from the doorway and pushed into the melee. God, he thought his heart would stop when he got a good look at the nude young woman. ‘Jesus!’ he thought. ‘She even looks better than I expected. Look at those knockers!’ 

“Leave her alone!” Vic called out, the sudden voice of authority. The crowd fell somewhat quiet and the professor took the opportunity to send everyone on their way in no uncertain terms. Soon it was just he and the naked Lorrie standing in the hallway.

“Come on, Lorrie,” Vic said, grasping the young woman firmly by the arm. “I’ll give you safe passage to the classroom.”

‘Safe passage?’ Lorrie snorted. ‘Who’s going to give me safe passage from this dirty old geezer?’

Vic pulled Lorrie struggling in his grip along with him rather than accompanying her to the classroom. The young blonde was distressed even more when she entered the classroom, only to see one desk open for her to sit at. And was it ever open! Apparently some ingenious student had removed the top part of the desk.

‘Oh no!’ Lorrie thought desolately. She had been hoping to remain somewhat hidden in her nudity by taking a seat at the back of the room. She would now be on front street and what was even worse she would only be a few feet away from the certain to be relentless staring of her professor.

“Hey Lorrie, I love your daring new outfit, but lose the bag,” a student named John called out.

‘I thought he was my friend,’ she thought sadly.

Lorrie was still holding the bookbag up in front of her breasts and vagina. As the class roared in laughter, Lorrie quickly slipped into the open desk. She was still holding the bag and since she was now seated, it successfully hid the fact from the front that she was completely naked; although her bare butt squirmed uncomfortably on the cold seat. Her professor now loomed in front of her.

“Please place your books where they belong, Lorrie,” he said, wearing a large smile.

Lorrie sighed deeply as a way to handle her anger and frustration, but realized she had no choice and slipped the bookbag under her seat. “You really are a slut, you know,” Alexis said, from the desk across the aisle from Lorrie.

She was another person who Lorrie considered to be a close friend. Lorrie’s face was flushed with burning embarrassment as she looked at her friend in disbelief. “How can you say that? You think I’m enjoying this? They made me do this!” Lorrie exclaimed, her voice rising to a fevered pitch.




Lorrie's Punishment



The classroom fell silent, each classmate enjoying the spectacle. “Don’t make me laugh,” Alexis retorted. “You could have just told them to stick it. You haven’t done anything wrong or broken any rules. You wanted to do this, you’re enjoying this.”

“I’m not enjoying this!” Lorrie shouted, but in her heart she wondered if Alexis was right. Had she wanted to be bullied into this? Why didn’t she just tell them no? What’s the worst that could have happened anyway?

“Okay class, that’s enough,” Vic said firmly. Stepping around to the front of his desk, he continued, “I have some forms and other announcements to hand out.”

Lorrie sat huddled in her seat attempting to protect as much of her nudity as possible from prying eyes. ‘Oh God, it couldn’t get any worse than this,’ she thought.

How wrong she was! “Oh Lorrie,” Vic spoke casually. “Please come stand up here at the front. I’ll need you to hand this stuff out.”

Lorrie felt her blood run cold and she felt as though she were going to faint. ‘But I should have expected this,’ she told herself. ‘Knowing this perv, the way I do.’ The other young people waited silently, with bated breath, to see what their naked classmate would do. Feeling as though she now had no choice, Lorrie slowly left her desk and went and stood in the front of the room. She closed her eyes so as to not look into the leering and very amused expressions of her classmates.

It was this that proved to be Vic’s fatal mistake and would lead to his undoing. Mrs. Cynthia Paine, the President of Woodrow Wilson Technical College, was currently walking up the hallway on her spot inspection. She was a middle-aged woman of indiscriminate age who stood no nonsense from anyone who made the mistake of crossing her path. Tall and austere appearing, she was greatly feared by any professor or Dean who was not using proper teaching methods. In fact, the superintendent had procrastinated conducting this inspection because she absolutely loathed Dean Davis. The man gives me the total creeps, she had often thought to herself. Wearing a fashionable business jacket and matching skirt, Mrs. Paine strode up the hall.

She purposefully stepped up the hallway and when she passed Vic’s classroom she automatically glanced through the open doorway – and stopped dead in her tracks. ‘Am I hallucinating?’ she wondered. ‘That young woman is naked!’ Mrs. Paine strided into the class room while demanding in a loud angry voice, “Just what exactly is going on here?”

Seated behind his desk, Vic turned sheet white as he recognized the angry president. “Uh…uh…,” he stammered.

“Speak up man! I asked you a question,” Mrs. Paine said, stepping up to Lorrie. She quickly removed her jacket and handed it to the naked student.

“Thank you so much,” Lorrie half sobbed. She slipped it on and buttoned it up. It fell to just below her upper thighs and felt as though it was a floor length gown to the poor young woman.

The president leaned over Vic and spoke softly, “You are hereby suspended without pay until a disciplinary hearing by the Board of Directors can be held. I doubt very seriously that you should consider a future in teaching. Now pack up your belongings and leave the premises immediately.”

The professor was a study in alacrity as he quickly emptied his drawers and stuffed it all in his briefcase. Vic then quickly left the room. Mrs. Paine turned to face the class. “This class is over for today,” she instructed the class. “You come with me,” she said kindly to Lorrie.

On their way to the office, the president and the student introduced themselves. Upon questioning by Mrs. Paine as to what was going on and why Lorrie had come to be standing in front of her class naked, Lorrie explained the entire episode, from beginning to end. The middle-aged woman was naturally outraged and she, with Lorrie trailing behind, strode into the outer office of Dean Davis’ and up to the desk of the administrative assistant with much fervor. As soon as Dorothy Watkins, a long time employee of the college, recognized President Paine she hurried to her desk.

Mrs. Paine, not waiting time with social niceties, said, “I need you to find a substitute for Mr. Thomas. He will be out indefinitely.”

“Yes, m’am, right away m’am,” Dorothy said, reaching for the phone.

The president then asked Lorrie to accompany her and she strode over to the Dean’s office and burst through the door without announcing herself in any manner. Robert Davis was sitting back in his large chair with his long legs resting on this desk. He was busy holding Lorrie’s clothing up to his face and smelling it.

“You’ve finally gone too far this time, Robert,” President Paine said brusquely.

It was only then that the Dean realized he was no longer alone in his office. Quickly lowering Lorrie’s clothing from his face and laying it on his desk, he stammered, “Wha…what do you mean?”

The president gathered up Lorrie’s clothing from off the desk and silently handed it to the young woman. Lorrie quickly turned her back to the Dean and pulled on her long skirt. She then removed her borrowed jacket, only offering the sight of her bare back to the lecherous Dean. Once Lorrie was safely attired completely, she felt totally secure for the first time in over an hour. Murmuring her thanks, the young blonde returned the jacket to President Paine.

Mrs. Paine angrily returned her attention to the flustered principal. “Don’t play stupid or maybe knowing you the way I do it’s not an act. I’m referring to your strip searching this young woman without any evidence or reason and then having the indecency to send her about her day naked.”

“Well, her mother -,” the principal attempted to say.

“I know all about her stepmother,” the superintendent interrupted, placing her emphasis on the word, stepmother. “I’ll deal with her later. Surely you’re not going to tell me that Lorrie’s stepmother can give permission for you to break the law. You do remember that nudity in public is illegal, don’t you?” Mrs. Paine asked sarcastically.

When Dean Davis fell silent in the face of such logic, the middle-aged woman continued, “I’m placing you on immediate suspension until a disciplinary hearing by the Board of Directors can be held. I imagine I could also press charges against you for ordering a student to be nude in public. Or.” The president allowed the word to hover in the air.

“Or what?” the thoroughly panicked man asked, now grasping at straws.

“Or you can have your retirement letter on your desk in the next five minutes,” Mrs. Paine said archly. “And five minutes from then, you be off the premises. I’ll be back here later to see if you had the common sense to take what is offered you, after Lorrie and I pay a visit to the police station.”

……….

President Paine was as good as her word. After she and Lorrie had spoken with the officer in charge, arrest warrants for Hillary were issued for Assault and Battery and Conspiracy of Lewd and Lavasious Public Behavior. It so happened that when the police arrived at Hillary’s work to arrest her, it was discovered that she had foolishly left the pot she had confiscated the evening before in her purse to later show her husband the proof of his precious daughter’s guilt. Consequently despite her outraged protestations, she was also charged with Possession of Marijuana.

Mrs. Paine invited Lorrie to stay at her home until Lorrie’s father could be contacted. Joey was not so fortunate. He was left to his own devices, none of them good. Lorrie’s father, after learning of the incident, cut short his business trip and flew home. Upon learning the facts, he had almost immediately initiated divorce proceedings against Hillary. By the time his ex-wife’s case finally came to court, Mr. Bennigan had sold the house and moved his business to another city, where Lorrie became a student at another institution of higher learning. Hillary received a year and a day in county jail to be followed by five years probation. Dean Davis quietly retired. Vick Thomas left town and was never heard from again.

And Lorrie never spoke to Mike again – something she felt very fortunate about.