5 comments/ 153156 views/ 16 favorites Spring Break In By: Domwoolf My Dear Readers, Disclaimer: What I write is fiction/fantasy/fairy tales for adults. None of my characters are real, no one was injured during the production of my stories and just like on T.V., they all get up when the scene is over, have a beer, remove the makeup and go home, ready to return in the next chapter, all the boo boos healed. Votes and comments are as always gratefully received. E-mail will get personnel response if you remember to leave me a return e-mail address. Enjoy. Dom Woolf My dad died of a heart attack early this year while I was away at college. It wasn't really unexpected he was in his mid seventies. I returned home over spring break to help mom finish cleaning out the house before she sells it and moves into a much smaller place. Mom is just thirty nine, she met and married dad when she was seventeen and he was fifty two. It was one of those May-December romances that lasted twenty two years. Dad had been in good shape until two years ago when he had his first heart attack, he really never recovered so it wasn't a big surprise when he died. Mom was in great shape financially and physically for that matter. She was a yoga teacher in town three days a week and between that money and Dad's retirement that will be paid to her until she dies and the house dad had inherited from his parents that was fully paid off money wasn't a concern. The thing was, it was a huge old house built when families had several generations living at home. Nine bedrooms, a living room, a full dining room and a breakfast room, a sitting room/parlor, four and a half baths, a kitchen that would do justice to a restaurant, walk in pantry, laundry room, two enclosed porches, full basement, and attic, in other words huge. Mom wanted to sell it and buy a smaller house but first there was three generations of stuff to go through, discard, donate, or sell. So that's what I was looking forward to over my spring break. Whoopee. Ok, Mom wasn't thrilled either but it had to be done. Fortunately it was one of those warm springs so we were able to open the windows in the attic and basement and air them out as we worked, still it was sweaty, dusty and hard work. I was working up in the attic, going through seventy five years of old boxes of papers and photos and all the other stuff that gets shoved into attics and forgotten, when I found the box of antique jewelry from Grandma or maybe great grandma. I figured mom would want to see this so I headed downstairs to find her. I heard weird noises from one of the end of the hall bedrooms and went in to see what was up. I'll remember the sight till my dying day. Some woman holding moms arms from behind as some asshole was attempting to pull off the old wife beater tee shirt of dads that she was wearing. I'm no superman but I'm not a 98 pound weakling either. I grabbed the asshole and threw him so hard against the wall; his kids will be born with headaches. I turned and punched the bitch holding mom right in the nose. I just had time to hear mom scream when somebody turned out the lights. Waking up with a head that felt like someone had used it for soccer practice, the big game, and overtime is unpleasant. Waking up with that kind of headache and your own sweaty, dirty tee shirt stuffed in your mouth is even more so. The worst is waking up with all of the above to find yourself tied to an old wooden chair, stark naked with three grinning assholes standing over you. In your mothers bedroom. Mom was summarily tied, but still dressed more or less, her formerly tattered jean shorts were even more tattered, and her wife beater tee shirt had been pulled between her breasts exposing them. It looked like my shorts were stuffed in her mouth and she was glaring at the three intruders. If looks could kill they didn't have long to live, not that it seemed to be bothering them. "You know boy," The skinny one I had slammed into the wall was saying. "I understand a boy trying to protect his mother and I forgive you for knocking me about, but hitting a lady. Well that's a different matter." It took my rattled brain a few seconds to realize he was talking about the skank whose nose I had busted. I might have laughed if the bitch wasn't standing there playing with a butterfly knife. "She was all for denutting ya and I have to say that would have been an interesting thing to watch. But then my mate here discovered this nice little stash of little blue pills and I thought this would be much more interesting." He was holding a prescription bottle which he brought close to my face. "Viagra. One pill every six hours, no more than two in a 24 hour period. I guess I should have read the instructions first. See they are just so small and your such a big fellow I figgered you might need a bit more than the recommended dose, so while you was sleeping off your encounter with my friend there, we gave you all six of the remaining pills." He motioned to the gorilla that had hit me from behind and I watched in dawning horror as he picked up my mother. The skank sliced off her shorts and panties and they set her down across my naked lap and proceeded to tie her in place, straddling me, her naked pussy poised just above my so far semi soft cock. Skinny produced a bottle of olive oil from the kitchen and liberally doused both mom's pussy and my crotch. "It takes between a half hour and forty five minutes for the stuff to kick in, so I think your both gonna have a nice surprise in oh fifteen minutes or so. Love to stick around and watch but we have a previous engagement with a fence and soo much lovely stuff to sell." He turned and headed for the door, the gorilla right behind him, the bitch stopped and reached down to grab my oil soaked cock. She began to stroke it and even as fucked up as the situation was the damn thing began to respond. She spread mom pussy lips and coated the inside of them with more oil, then positioned my now semi rigid cock so it pointed straight to the gates of heaven. A few quick tugs on mom's ropes and mom was firmly nestled against my rapidly hardening manhood. I could hear the bitches laughter all the way out of the house and even after the front door slammed the chorus of mirth floated back to us. Mom began to struggle to free herself from the ropes and for a few seconds so did I until I realized that semi no longer applied to my now fully erect shaft and each shift of our bodies was pressing the head of my cock deeper and closer to mom's hot hole. That's when mom wrenched against the chair and smooth as a piston works in a cylinder, my dick entered her vagina and slipped the whole shaft neatly in place. Mom went slightly nuts at that point struggling and wrenching her self about, trying to get loose or at least get off the rod now impaling her but each move only slid the well oiled shaft now painfully erect in deeper. I tried, honest I did. I thought of every unsexy thing I could think of but chemistry and mom continued movements defeated me. The way we were tied those beautiful tits were right in front of my eyes and her hot moist pussy was fastened around my throbbing cock. I looked up hoping to apologize with my eyes only to find my mothers head back, her eyes closed and her body instead of struggling against the ropes was moving in a rhythmic pattern all centered on our firmly engaged crotches. My mother was fucking me and from the look on her face enjoying it. Maybe it was the Viagra, maybe just the look of ecstasy on her face but I started humping her back, matching my rhythm to hers and slamming my overly engorged cock up her wet, hot, oiled love tunnel. I arched my back to feel her soft rounded tits and those hard nipples scrape against my chest. We were both grunting inarticulate sounds of pure animal sex as I fucked my bound and gagged mother. The chairs creaking and the thumping of our bodies formed an almost musical beat as my mother's hot pussy started squeezing my prick. Never had I been with a woman with so much control of her body. We fucked for a good fifteen minutes before my over loaded cock exploded inside her. She slowed the force of her body but never stopped the slippery motion and my cock roared back to life and again the pace became almost frantic as she rubbed her clit against my pubes, my cock buried to the hilt inside her. On and on we went at each other fueled by something so primordial, so primitive that there weren't any words for it. We were reduced to pure animal sex. I had to have her and she needed to be taken and ravished. How many times I came I couldn't say but finally I rose no more. Limp, I slid from her dripping tunnel and we both sagged against the ropes that bound us to the chair and each other. It took me a long time to come back from that far away place that my mind had been banished too as we fucked. It was several minutes before I noticed my Mother was caressing my face with her fingers and kissing me with lips no longer gagged. I made some kind of gagging surprised sound and she untied the wet and ragged scraps of my tee shirt and pulled it from my mouth. That's when she kissed me, not with a mothers kiss but a hard hot we just had sex and I want to do it all over again type of kiss, full of tongue and need and urgency and when she finally broke the kiss I was raging hard once more. My mother slid from my lap, knelt at my feet, and pulled the remains of her tee shirt over her head. She began kissing and licking her way up from my feet, teasing and nipping until she reached my cock. Suddenly she was all business as she licked the juices from my hard on and sucked the head of my cock into her mouth. Slowly she began to suck and release each time taking a little more of my shaft into her mouth until I felt the head of my dick reach the back of her throat. She shifted position slightly and pressed firmly until my cock was lodged deep in her throat. Now she slid my cock out until only the head remained in her pursed lips, then sucked, and slid down the shaft, in and out, slowly deep throating me each time until I swore I would go out of my mind. I exploded so suddenly there was no time to warn her but she greedily swallowed every drop. Time and again the chemicals in my blood brought me to a full and raging hard on and each time my mother used her mouth or pussy or hands and once even sat and took the solid rod of me deep in her hot and ready ass. It was late that night before my body quit and I collapsed utterly spent. At some point my mother had untied me and moved us both to her bed but by that point I was beyond thinking and when I finally crashed it was while I was wrapped in my naked mother's arms, warm and safe in her bed. Judging from the sunlight streaming in the western facing window it was mid afternoon before I awoke. My mother was seated in a comfortable chair beside the bed. She explained that she had notified the police of the break in, although she left out some of the story and that the trio had already been caught, snitched out by the local fence. All three were wanted for a long list of robberies; they wouldn't be getting out any time soon. We talked my mother and me. I will be moving home after college. This place isn't so huge after all. Mom is keeping the solid wooden chair right next to the bed along with some newly purchased rope. Spring Break in Cancun Spring break hadn't come soon enough for Bill and his friends Jane, Frank and Sue. They lived in the same neighborhood and had been close friends since childhood. Bill and Frank shared everything including getting in trouble. Nothing serious, just little things like skipping school and not making it home by curfew. Jane and Sue were just like them. All four wanted to graduate from college with as little debt as possible. Therefore they were all living at home with their parents while attending the local community college. They all worked part time jobs with the intention of saving enough money to pay tuition and other costs when they transferred to a four year school for their junior and senior years. They were now in their second year at the community college and so far the plan was working well. Therefore they felt they deserved a nice vacation. Although not exclusively, Bill and Jane had dated each other all through high school and college as had Frank and Sue. Bill had also gone out with Sue and Frank had gone out with Jane. As guys will do, Bill and Frank had on multiple occasions attempted to get into the girls pants. The girls had let them get no further than second base and then only over their clothing. God knows it had been frustrating. Now that spring break was here and their trip to Cancun was imminent the girls had hinted that the wait might finally be over. The guys could hardly wait but had decided that if the girls were only teasing then this would be a great opportunity to find a willing partner. The packing was done, the date had arrived and their friend Josh drove them to the airport. After a frustratingly slow cattle drive through the roped maze at security where it appeared the TSA guys had copped a better feel of the girls than the guys ever had they settled in the waiting area for their ten a.m. flight. When they finally boarded the plane each of the guys had a window seat and the girls occupied the center seats beside them. Takeoff and climb out were uneventful and as they flew the girls kept their hands on the guy's thighs and occasionally when their seat mates were sleeping or just not paying attention would "accidently" slide their hands to the guy's crotches and tease their peckers creating an uncomfortable bulge in the crotch area of their pants. Bill and Frank both made trips to the restroom to adjust their cocks so that when erect they wouldn't be uncomfortable. It was a little after three p.m. by the time they landed in Cancun, collected their luggage, cleared customs and rode the shuttle bus to the hotel. Therefore they were able to check in right away and be led to their adjoining rooms. The guys tipped the bell boy generously and he assured them that if they needed anything at all he would be more than happy to assist. After he left Bill and Frank were naturally ready to consummate their relationships with the girls but the girls had already made other plans. The two couples separated into their adjoining rooms, unpacked and stored their things. Jane took a small shopping bag into the bathroom and changed into her new little bright yellow bikini. It was small but covered most of her cute little butt and breasts leaving enough soft tan flesh exposed to be enticing but not enough to be sluttish. Sue did the same thing in her bathroom with her matching hot pink bikini. While the girls were in the bathrooms the guys changed into their swim suits and sipped beers on the patio. When the girls emerged they were wearing cover-ups so the guys really couldn't see how sexy they looked. They grabbed beach bags which contained sun screen and towels and headed to the ocean. The beach wasn't very crowded this late in the day so they were able to find a nice place large enough to spread their towels. The girls removed their cover-ups and the guys stared in awe. They had always worn tank type swim suits at home but prior to the trip had secretly purchased new swimwear and visited a tanning salon so there would be no tan lines. The girls applied liberal amounts of sun screen to their arms, legs, tummies and exposed areas of their breasts and hips then handed the bottles to the guys and asked them to rub some onto their backs. They gladly complied. The view of this much of the girl's bare skin and touching their naked backs had their peckers swelling and forming noticeable tents in the front of their swim suits. The guys then applied sun screen to their own exposed areas and asked the girls to assist with their backs. The girls' soft touch was stimulating and worked to enhance the guy's embarrassing situations. The group ran to the ocean where the cold water helped not only cover the guy's tents but also to shock their swollen cocks into softening. They played in the shallow surf splashing each other, swimming and body surfing. When they returned to their place on the beach a vender came by with cold beer. They purchased some and drank with gusto to quell their thirst and rinse the salt water taste from their mouths. They were having a great time and suddenly around six p.m. realized that it had been a long time since the light snack served on the plane and they were getting quite hungry. They voted to head for the hotel to shower and dress for the evening. Teasing was the order of the day and the girls had carefully choreographed the first day of the trip right up to this evening's main event where once started natural instinct would be allowed to take charge. The girls commandeered the bathrooms first where they shaved their legs and underarms, trimmed pubic hair, showered and applied light makeup and a wisp of perfume to all the right places. Jane bikini trimmed her bush but Sue shaved her pussy completely clean. They exited the bathroom wearing only a towel which came teasingly close to exposing their pussies. Each of the guys reached for his girl but were rebuked and sent to the showers to cool off and get cleaned up. While the guys shaved and showered the girls dressed in their matching sheer pink bikini panties, khaki short shorts and light blue tube tops. Their tube tops emphasized their full "B" cup breasts and allowed for an enhanced imprint of their excited nipples. The girls opened the joining doors and went to the patio of Jane and Bill's room to give the guys a little privacy to dress. When ready the guys joined the girls on the patio and marveled at how sexy they looked. After a few minutes of small talk they left for town and some food and fun. The girls intentionally walked in front of the guys through the narrow hallway knowing the guys would be checking them out. The guys nudged each other and nodded towards the beauties in front of them admiring the way the snug fitting short shorts emphasized the shapeliness of their cute, tight little asses. They decided to stick to American fare tonight and dined on cheeseburgers, fries and soft drinks for dinner then wandered the streets looking for a lively place to spend the evening. They soon found one where the music was loud, the beer was cheap and the place was crowded with American college students. During slow dances the guys enjoyed the feel of the girl's soft breasts pressed against their chests and the girls couldn't help but notice the hard bulges pressing against their abdomens. Every now and then the guys would try to cop a feel of the girl's butts and each time they were rebuked and told to be patient just a little longer. Many of the patrons were over indulging in all sorts of alcoholic beverages and the place began to get rowdy. Girls were flashing their tits and even exposing their asses and cunts to raucous hoots, whistles and applause of the other patrons. Guys were exposing themselves and girls were giving hand jobs and an occasional blow job right on the dance floor. Bill and Frank were getting hornier by the second and unbeknownst to them Jane and Sue were as well. The girls had plans for this special evening so shortly after midnight they suggested a return to the hotel. They took the short bus ride back and went to Bill and Jane's room for a couple of tequila shots as a nightcap. The girls hugged and kissed each other on the cheek, then gave each other a devilishly knowing smile. Jane ushered Sue and Frank through the adjoining doorway and into their own room, then closed and locked the door on her side. Bill grabbed Jane around the waist, pulled her close and planted a hot, wet kiss on her smooth, soft lips. His hands were all over her back and she ran hers over his and through his thick coal black hair. Their tongues played and their bodies shook with excitement in anticipation of what was to come. She placed her hands on his hard, thick chest to break their contact and whispered for him to go do whatever he needed to do in the bathroom to prepare for bed. While he was gone she extracted a bag containing the outfit she had bought for this very special occasion from a drawer and waited for Bill to evacuate the bathroom. He finally emerged in nothing but his boxers with a very noticeable bulge in front. She placed a soft kiss on his lips and patted him on the butt as they crossed paths. Behind the closed door she slipped out of her shorts, tank top and panties. She quickly showered, reapplied light makeup and again dotted perfume in strategic areas. She put on the sleepwear she had selected then after reviewing her reflection in the door's full length mirror and finding everything to her liking she opened the door and stepped into the dimly lit bedroom. The light green, full length, gown was silky smooth and clung to her body. It was cut low in front almost to her navel exposing an ample portion of each full breast. The light from the bathroom shined through it revealing a silhouette that left little to the imagination. Bill stared and licked his lips in anticipation of finally enjoying Jane's fantastically beautiful body. She had to be the sexiest thing he had ever seen. She stood in the doorway for a few moments with one arm raised above her head leaning against the door frame with the other propped against her hip. She crossed the floor to where Bill sat paralyzed on the foot of the bed with his eyes drifting up and down her slim five foot six inch body. She held the back of his head in her hands and leaned forward pressing her firm, soft, silk covered breasts against the sides of his face. He ran his hands up the backs of her thighs, cupped her hips momentarily then hugged her around the waist while sniffed the light fragrance she has applied between her globes. He looked up into her beautiful dark brown eyes and as he stood his raging cock jabbed at her tummy. Their mouths joined and they tasted each other as they kissed more passionately than ever before and he began to gather her gown in his hands raising the hem until it reached her waist. She lifted her arms above her head allowing him to remove it from her trembling body. He folded it neatly and placed it onto a nearby chair then held her at arm's length so he could admire the fantastically beautiful naked body he had longed to see. He decided that nothing on earth could be any more beautiful or sexy than the vision before him. He gathered her into his arms, turned her back to the bed and carefully forced her to sit. They scooted up to the pillows and embraced while sharing tender kisses. Their finger tips glided over each others skin softly enough to stimulate but not so soft as to tickle. Bill's hand found a soft smooth naked breast he had longed to touch. He hefted its weight, slid his palm and fingers over its smooth surface and gently massaged its spongy texture. He rolled the firm little nipple between his thumb and fore finger and was fascinated that it became longer and hardened at his touch. His exploration brought vibrating moans from Jane against his lips. He passed his hand over her abdomen, through her thick, curly, dark brown pubic hair and cupped her mound where he found her to be extremely moist. His touch felt wonderful to Jane making her shiver with desire but she wanted to control the pace of this evening so took hold of his wrist and removed his hand from her sex. Jane rolled Bill onto his back and began kissing down his chest. She sucked on each of his tiny nipples and licked them giving him a tingling sensation he had never experienced before. Her lips were soft as butterfly wings as they fluttered down his hard six pack abdomen. When her lips reached his boxers she sat up, inserted her finger tips into the waistband and began pulling them down. The waistband caught on the tip of his erect cock so she lifted the front allowing it to break free and slap against his belly. He raised his ass to assist her in removing them completely and she tossed them onto the chair with her gown. She then turned back to inspect the special prize she had just uncovered. His cock wasn't excessively large, seven inches or so, but it was thick and sported a large, dark purple, circumcised head which was profusely leaking pre-cum. She stroked the firm shaft marveling at how hard and smooth it was. She ran her finger tip along the engorged thick veins before lifting its tip to her lips. She extended her tongue and flicked the droplet of clear liquid from the hole in its tip and found the taste to be sweet, salty and rather to her liking. Her one hand continued to stroke his thick shaft while the other tested the weight of his large, hairy ball sack and rolled the walnut size testicals between her fingers. He flinched when she took hold of them and fearing she had hurt him she quickly released them, looked up at him and asked if she had. He told her not at all; that her soft touch had been shockingly stimulating and to please continue. She cupped them again as she slid her warm lips over the crown of his rock hard weapon. A few bobs of her head brought rhythmic swelling and contracting against her tongue and cheeks. From what she had heard from her more sexually active girl friends, she was sure he was about to erupt. She popped him out of her mouth and continued to stroke him and fondle his balls. He groaned, his hips pumped her fist and rope after rope of pearly white semen shot in an arc from the tip of his cock landing in pools from his chest to his navel. When he settled back onto the bed and she had squeezed the last milky drop from him he began apologizing and she told him not to worry because she had gotten him off on purpose so he would last longer during the evening's main event. She went to the bathroom, brought back a warm wet washcloth and cleaned his chest, belly and semi-soft, wrinkled cock. She slid up beside him and they lay on their sides kissing and caressing with their naked bodies pressed firmly together. They each enjoyed not only feeling the others body but also the feel of the other persons touch. All the years of waiting had Jane and Bill more than ready for this night. Her ache for Bill was as great or possibly even greater than his for her. When she felt his prick swelling against her thigh she tried to roll him onto his back so she could mount him but he resisted and instead carefully rolled on top of her. This wasn't the way she had envisioned this part of the evening but she decided not to resist but to let things progress as they would. Bill had long ago decided that if the day ever came when he was in this situation with her he would enjoy his one and probably only opportunity to eat a virgin pussy. His hard cock pulsed as it lay between them and as he kissed his way down her neck and chest it slid between her open thighs. He paused to savor her breasts, kissing, licking and sucking on her hard light pink nipples as well as the rest of each globe. His mouth felt so wonderful Jane felt an urgent need to have him fill her and take her maidenhead. The tip of his tool pressed against her swollen labia and she pushed towards it trying to force it inside but he pulled back keeping it just out of reach and continued kissing down her abdomen. He breathed across her pubic hair and underlying pussy lips but didn't stop there. Instead he continued to torture her as he moved down her right leg from thigh to foot sucking, kissing and licking every inch of her soft smooth skin. He sucked on each of her tiny toes before beginning an agonizingly slow journey up her left leg towards the ultimate prize he had dreamed of for so long. Arriving at the junction of her thighs he found her to be soaked with hot sweet juices. He noticed the hint of perfume mixed with the light musky scent of her sex and breathed deeply enjoying everything about this moment. He licked up and down her puffy, swollen outer lips before parting them with the tip of his tongue. She relaxed as best she could, allowing herself to open for him and he took advantage of the opportunity to view her virginal entrance and thin, pink, sharp edged inner lips which joined at the top to form her clitoral hood. He licked between her inner and outer lips and nibbled at them lightly. He sucked on the inner lips one at a time then raked his tongue across the opening of her vagina before slipping it inside and vigorously tongue fucking her. She moaned and squirmed beneath him desperately trying to force her swollen, sensitive clitoris onto his tongue. He had watched enough porn to know where to find her little love button and used his thumb to retract its cover. Its little pink tip peeked out like a tiny penis and he breathed his warm breath across it before sucking it between his lips and flicking the tip of his tongue back and forth across it. The sensation sent joyous ripples of pleasure surging through Jane's entire body and her butt cheeks flexed as her hips rose from the mattress forcing her pussy against Bill's face coating him with her juices. He wrapped his arms around her thighs and held on as she thrashed about wildly while her climax ravished her entire body. Copious amounts of succulent pussy juice flowed from her and he did his best to consume the river. Her orgasm began to subside and her clit become far too sensitive to be touched. Her ass settled back onto the bed and she reached down, grabbed two handfuls of his hair and pulled him away from her sex and up her body. They locked in a passionate embrace and as they shared tongues she enjoyed the flavor of her own juices. He whispered in her ear "you were delicious and now we are even." She hugged him tightly and whispered back that he was a devil. His cock head was pressing against her wet opening. He looked into her pleading eyes and asked if she was sure about what they were about to do because once done, there was no turning back. She answered his question by wrapping her smooth legs around him, locking her ankles together and while pushing his ass down she forced her soft, wet, puffy labia against his dick driving the head into her velvety vagina. He rested most of his weight on his forearms and pressed his pelvis towards hers. Another inch of his cock slid inside her tight love tunnel. Simultaneously, they pulled back to lubricate him then slammed forward. This time he felt her hymen give as half his length invaded her sleeve. She winced slightly as the momentary sting of destroying her maidenhead shot through her. He instinctively remained still for a moment to allow the pain to subside before he withdrew to where only the head remained inside then slammed his full length into her. Again they lay still as her body adjusted to this new invasion before beginning a slow, rhythmic back and forth motion which brought an intense new pleasure to both of them. As they fucked he wrapped his arms around her and held her head in his hands. They kissed with his tongue invading her mouth as his dick invaded her pussy. She ran her hands up and down his back allowing her nails to rake his skin without actually scratching him. They increased and decreased their tempo building towards orgasm then allowing it to drift away only to speed up again coaxing it ever closer. They both wanted to make this first time last forever. Spring Break in Cancun Finally the tension inside their bodies increased and their pace quickened as they felt their climaxes approaching the point at which they would lose all control. Her vaginal muscles alternated constricting and dilating around his swollen cock as though trying to milk it. Her feet fell from around him and her ankles dug into the mattress as her butt cheeks clinched tight. She screamed Bill's name over and over begging him to fuck her and not stop. She grabbed a cheek of his ass in each hand, squeezed them and pulled trying to force him ever deeper inside. She thrashed form side to side stirring her insides with his rotating prick as shocking flames of intense pleasure surged though her and pulse after pulse of climactic release passed though her body sending a tingling sensation to every fiber of her being. Bill held back his own release with all his will power for as long as he could but the unrelenting grip of her hot, velvety pussy around him and the sounds of her passion were far too powerful. He drove his full length into her, pulled out until only the head remained then plummeted back to her depths over and over again in rapid succession. Pressure behind his balls built to an almost painful level, a tickling sensation raced through the large urethral channel on the underside of his cock intensifying as it reached the tip. He yelled "I'm coming, I'm coming aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh." The entire mass of his cock pulsed, pulsed, then pulsed again as rope after rope of hot creamy semen roared from somewhere deep inside and splashed against her cervix. He continued to piston in and out of her with her walls providing the friction to keep his cock head at the peak of sensation. Slowly their orgasms waned and their panting bodies collapsed back onto the bed in a sweaty heap. He supported his weight on his forearms, held her head in one hand and softly stroked her cheek with the other as they stared deep into each others eyes. Their warm lips joined in a wet, passionate kiss. To his dismay, Bill's softening man meat slipped from the confines of her warm cocoon. He rolled onto his side pulling her with him and hugged her against his chest. They shared soft sweet thank you kisses and stroked each other with light touches of their finger tips while their bodies metabolized the endorphins that were still euphorically streaming through their blood streams. He asked how she felt and she said she had never felt more satisfied in her life. She asked if this night had been worth the long wait and he assured her it most definitely had. It was past two a.m. and had been a very long day. They shared one final tender kiss before she rolled over, pressed herself against his chest and held his arm to her breasts. Each of them replayed the last wonderful hour in their minds as they drifted into much needed sleep. In the other room, Frank and Sue were following basically the same scenario with the exception that she had selected a short, gold colored baby doll pajama set with a low cut top and feathery frills circling the hem and neck line for this momentous occasion. She hadn't bothered putting on the matching panties. Frank had exited the bathroom with a towel around his waist as his only attire. As they embraced at the foot of the bed Sue's arms being around Frank's neck raised the hem of her pajama top above her sex. Frank's towel came loose and fell to the floor at his feet releasing his erect member to be trapped between them. Frank gathered the pajama top at its hem and pushed it up Sue's smooth body, over her sandy blond hair and tossed it onto the other bed leaving them both totally naked. Sue asked Frank if she could look at him. He said "sure" and stepped back from her allowing her to inspect his naked body. Of course he was enjoying the privilege of viewing hers at the same time. She began at his well developed chest and progressed over his rippled abdomen, his dark brown curly pubic hair and on to the eight inch manhood it surrounded. She said "Oh Frank! You are so big, are you sure it will fit?" He replied "I'm sure nature will provide a way." Frank inspected her full breasts with their dark brown puffy areolas and firm pencil size nipples. He held her hand and had her pirouette then said "Sue, you are even more beautiful than I could possibly have imagined." He was a bit surprised but pleased that her pussy was clean shaven showing no sign of any pubic hair. He guided her to the side of the bed and they crawled into its center where they caressed, kissed and fondled each others naked bodies. Sue explored Frank's body with lips and tongue as Jane had done Bill's but when bringing him to orgasm had chosen to accept his seed and swallow it. Frank like Bill was determined to savor the opportunity to taste a virgin pussy and in doing so brought Sue to a trembling mass of writhing orgasmic ecstasy. When the deflowering moment arrived Sue had chosen to be on top riding Frank's body cowgirl style and had plunged herself onto his cock as it tore through her cherry. She knew by completing the act in that way he would not feel as responsible for her moment of pain and that she had without a doubt given herself willingly. When that moment of stinging pain subsided she leaned forward pressed her soft, warm beasts to his chest, her full, moist lips to his and filled his mouth with her tongue. They lay still as her tight canal adjusted to his size then she pumped up and down on his tool as though he was a trotting horse and he met each of her movements with an equal and opposite one of his own. Without a doubt their climaxes had equaled or surpassed those of their friends in the next room. They too had reluctantly separated from their conjugal union as his cock shriveled and slid from the warm, wet confines of her freshly fucked pussy. They profusely thanked each other for an earth shattering experience with caresses and kisses until sleep had overtaken them. A stream of sun light coming through a small opening in the dark drapes covering the patio door hit Bill squarely in the eyes waking him from his deep slumber. He gently lifted Jane's limp arm from around his chest and reluctantly eased himself from the soft, warm body snuggled against his back and crawled out of bed. After starting the coffee maker he spent the next 20 minutes brushing his teeth, shaving and enjoying a hot shower. Exiting the bathroom with a towel around his waist he poured himself and Jane a steaming cup of coffee. He sat on the side of the bed and placed several soft kisses on her cheek before she finally opened her eyes, stretched her arms above her head and lovingly smiled at him. She sat with her back against the headboard holding the sheet over her breasts, accepted his offering and sipped from her cup. He asked her if she was happy with her decision to go all the way with him and she said "absolutely" and that last night had been incredible. He told her it had without a doubt been the best night of his life. He leaned toward her and placed a warm kiss on her sweet lips. She finished her coffee and realizing there was no reason to be shy around him any longer dropped the sheet, flung herself out of bed, grabbed the towel from around his waist and took it with her as she strolled across the room allowing him to gaze at her cute, firm little naked butt before it disappeared into the bathroom. Half an hour later she emerged smelling sweet and clean. She selected a yellow flowered sun dress for the morning, dressed, poured herself another cup of coffee and joined Bill on the patio to await their friends from next door announcing they were ready for breakfast or by this hour it would be considered brunch. Shortly, Frank and Sue came through the adjoining door smiling broadly and holding hands. They found Bill and Jane on the patio and asked if they were ready for food. They had noticed an outdoor café off the lobby of the hotel and decided that would be a perfect place for a quick meal before heading to town for some shopping. As soon as they had placed their orders the girls excused themselves to go "powder their noses." In the restroom they giggled like teenagers and gave each other a quick summery of the previous evening with a promise to go into greater detail at some later time. At the same time the guys were giving each other high fives and short summaries of last evening's activities. After finishing their meal they hopped a bus into town for the girls to shop and the guys to complain about it. After an hour of this torture the guys decided to park themselves at a patio restaurant and have a couple of cold ones while waiting for the girls to complete their purchases. That gave both groups an excellent opportunity to discuss last evening's activities. By the time the girls made it back to the restaurant the guys descriptions of each others evening with some embellishments had their dicks stiff and pre-cum creating wet circles on the fronts of their pants. They ordered lunch and while eating and sipping a dessert beer their boners softened and the hot sun dried the embarrassing wet spots. It seemed like the bus ride to the hotel took forever as the guys planned to attempt a repeat performance of last evening before going to the beach. The couples went to their separate rooms and began stripping. As might be expected, once they were naked they were unable to resist touching each other which led to climbing into bed for a quickie. The sex wasn't as fulfilling as the night before but did take the edge off. Afterwards the girls took small shopping bags into their respective bathrooms and extracted tiny string bikinis they had bought for the post cherry popping part of the trip. The tiny suits barely covered pussy lips and nipples. When they exited the bathrooms the boy's eyes bulged and tents immediately formed in the front of their board shorts. Jane remarked at how quickly Bill was able to recover and he blushed and tried to adjust his boner so it wouldn't be so obvious. The girls put on their cover-ups and packed beach bags with sun screen and beach towels. The guys prepared a soft side cooler they had purchased while in town with a supply of beer and ice. Then it was off to the beach. They found a spot and spread their towels. The girls took off their cover ups and applied liberal amounts of sun screen to all the parts of their bodies they could reach then had the guys apply some to their backs. They returned the favor then pranced to the surf while the guys completed their own sun screen application. Bill and Frank couldn't help but notice the girls totally exposed tight little tan butts jiggling as they crossed the sand and disappeared into the waves. Frank asked Bill "can this vacation get any better?" Bill answered "I can't imagine how." They charged off into the water to join the girls in swimming, splashing each other and body surfing. The next few hours were spent tanning and sipping beers between trips into the ocean. About five p.m. they decided it was time to head back in to get ready for another evening of partying in town. Back in the hotel Bill and Jane stripped off their swim suites and climbed into the shower. While standing behind her and reaching around to wash her tits his rigid tool slid back and forth between her legs dragging through her slippery gash and across her clitoris. She spread her legs and leaned against the rim of the tub allowing Bill better access to her sex. He bent his knees, grabbed his cock and aligned it with her opening. Pop! It entered and Jane pushed back driving him deep inside. He held onto her hips to steady her and she reached for and diddled her swollen clit. In less than a hundred strokes they had brought each other to another bone rattling orgasm. They finished showering and hurried to dress since time was limited before they were to join Frank and Sue for dinner. Frank and Sue were next door experiencing the same dilemma. Frank wished he could spend the entire evening looking at and exploring Sue's beautiful naked body. Regrettably he was forced to watch as she covered his favorite parts in a tight, white tube top, black thong and a dark brown leather mini skirt. She was beautiful and sexy beyond belief in her outfit. In the other room Jane was dressing in a white thong, white, sleeveless blouse that she tied in a knot just below her breasts and a black cotton mini skirt. She too was a vision of beauty. Another short bus ride had them back in town searching for a Mexican restaurant. They found what looked like a good one since it was very crowded. They spent half an hour waiting in line but once inside they found the food and service to be wonderful making their wait worthwhile. They ate their meals washing the spicy food down with a pitcher of ice cold beer. Next on the agenda was to find a place to party. They found a new place but it appeared to be as crazy wild as the one last night. As they danced, one minute Bill would be with Jane and the next they were dancing with perfect strangers. As the night wore on everyone became excessively intoxicated. Even Sue had been seen flashing her beautiful breasts at the DJ to convince him to play her favorite song. Someone had "accidentally" spilled beer on Jane's top rendering it see through and displaying her full breasts with their hardened nipples to anyone near enough to see them. There were girls performing strip teases on the bar, guys exposing themselves and girls giving them BJs and jacking them off on the dance floor and in booths. A crowd had gathered around one table and hooted, whistled and applauded a girl who was stretched across it on her back giving some guy a blowjob. Her skirt was bunched around her waist, her blouse was completely unbuttoned and if she had been wearing panties when she arrived they had now disappeared. Her legs were spread apart and a second guy was vigorously fucking her while she jacked off two others on either side of the table. They in turn were massaged her small cone shaped tits. Somewhere around two in the morning Bill had the good sense to round up the group and herd them back to the hotel. Frank had way over indulged as had Sue and once inside their room they both fell onto a bed and passed out. Bill and Jane undressed the comatose couple and as they did, Bill inspected Sue and decided that even though she had slightly larger tits, Jane's were firmer and that she was the more beautiful of the two but not by much. Jane couldn't help but notice Frank's soft wrinkled cock and tried to imagine it in a more useful state. They covered the sleeping couple and retired to their own room for a quick fuck before falling asleep in each others arms. Bill woke alone in bed and heard muffled sounds coming from the next room. He ignored them long enough to go to the bathroom, relieve himself, shave, brush his teeth and take a quick shower. He poured himself a cup of coffee and with a towel wrapped around his waist he wandered into the next room where the scene before him stopped him dead in his tracks. What startled him was the sight of Sue and Jane naked on the spare bed locked in a sixty-nine position. The sound that had attracted him was the slurping noise of pussies being lavishly fingered and licked. The girl's arms were wrapped around each others thighs holding on tight as lips sucked and tongues lapped at hard, pink, tingling clits. Suddenly their bodies began thrashing about and muffled grunting sounds emanated from the pile of sweaty, naked flesh. Frank lay sprawled across the other bed still sound asleep with his cock lying limp across his thigh. When orgasms faded the girls untangled themselves from each other and finally realized they had attracted an admirer. Bill stood with his mouth hanging open and an obvious erection pushing against the front of his towel. Sue was the first to speak asking him how long he had been there. When he finally found his voice he stammered "long enough." Jane covered her face with her hands and started to cry. Bill sat his coffee on the bedside table, wrapped his arms around her, kissed her on the forehead and told her not to cry, that he had found the scene very exciting. She said "really? I thought you would be disgusted." He used his thumbs to wipe the tears from her eyes and kissed her puffy, pussy juice covered lips. He said "how about a cup of coffee?" He picked up his cup and headed towards the coffee maker. Sue playfully yanked the towel from around him as he passed her. The girls enjoyed a good look at his tight ass as he padded across the room and another at his swinging genitalia as he brought back the hot steaming cups of coffee. The girls looked at each other, giggled and thanked him for the coffee and the floor show. He told them that being able to enjoy looking at the two sexiest girls in the world sitting naked in front of him made it all worth the effort. He finished his coffee, placed the cup on the night stand then crawled onto the bed between the naked beauties. While sipping their coffee they explored his body with their empty hands and Bill lay with his hands behind his head enjoying the attention and waited to see where this might go. The girls deposited their cups on the night stand with his and began a more serious exploration. Sue was particularly interested in the swelling appendage in her grasp while Jane sought out the smiling face that stared at her tits. She straddled his chest and leaned forward allowing him to suckle first one nipple then the other before sliding higher and placing her fuzzy cunt directly over his face. Meanwhile Sue sucked and licked his cock to the ready before straddling his hips and dragging its crown through her wet gash to lubricate it. She raised her hips high enough to clear its tip then impaled herself on it in a forceful downward plunge. It required three more up and down rotations to completely engulf him even with his willing assistance. She wrapped her arms around Jane and fondled her breasts while sliding her sensitive, swollen clit across Bills pubic bone and hair. He pumped his ass up and down in slow rhythmic cycles which brought moans of pleasure from deep inside Sue's chest. With each stroke Jane could feel the wonderful sensation of Sue's erect nipples raking up and down her back. Jane's pussy flooded Bill's face with succulent woman juice and he drank his fill. He massaged her ass cheeks while she kept a constant pressure against his mouth. She began a high pitched whine, tightened her grip on the head board and rapidly increased her pace dragging her pussy with its swollen clit back and forth across his tongue. He shoved his tongue into her and used the tip of his nose to stimulate her excited clitoris. Sue tweaked Jane's nipples which was the tipping point forcing her into a shivering orgasm that produced large goose bumps across her ass. Jane turned around facing Sue while still sitting on Bill's face. He reached for and fondled one of each girl's breasts. Jane and Sue hugged each other and joined their mouths in a hot, wet kiss while Bill kept pounding into and out of Sue's tight, wet pussy. The commotion woke Frank who kept rubbing and blinking his eyes not believing the scene before him. Sue broke the kiss, hugged Jane tightly and screamed for Bill to fuck her pussy as she thrashed about in climax. The sucking action of her vaginal muscles caused Bill's balls to tighten and hot cum shot from his cock deep inside Sue's burning twat. Bill settled back onto the bed exhausted as his prick softened and Sue's pussy released it. The girls crawled off Bill and lay on either side of him rubbing their cunts and kissing his cheek. Frank's hangover had him holding his head in both hands and asking if he had been in a fight. Jane climbed off the bed and went for some aspirins while Sue slipped from Bill's grasp, gave his dick a little pat and went to make Frank a cup of coffee. He gladly accepted both gifts. He swallowed the aspirins, gulped down the coffee and wrapped his arms around the girl's necks so they could help him to the bathroom. Once there Sue took hold of his dangling dick and aimed for the toilet bowl while he emptied his bladder. Jane adjusted the shower and they helped him into the tub. While one held him up the other scrubbed him from head to toe. Bill sat on the toilet watching them through the clear plastic curtain and saw Frank look toward him with a devilish grin. The girls rinsed Frank, shut off the water, pulled back the curtain and dried him. His cock had come to life and his raging hard on made Jane realize that he wasn't as helpless as he wanted them to believe. She slapped him hard on the ass and told him to finish his chores himself. He shaved, brushed his teeth and rejoined the group in the bedroom where they were still sitting on the bed naked, chatting and sipping coffee. He was a little annoyed with Sue for fucking his friend until Jane whispered an assurance in his ear while sliding a hand across his semi hard cock that he would soon have his chance to make everything even. Spring Break in Cancun Frank's headache had subsided and as Jane gently stroked his pecker it rose to its full potential. Since it was fully erect, the girls decided to make good use of it and dragged him to the bed. Sue sat against the head board and Jane got on her hands and knees facing Sue's spread thighs. She took hold of Frank's swollen member and guided its pre-cum soaked head to her steaming twat. He held her by her hips and shoved the sensitive head of his prick and two additional thick inches inside her wanton cunt. She grunted as his forward force pushed her face squarely into Sue's waiting snatch. Frank had missed the earlier morning's performance and was shocked as he watched Jane lapping at Sue's pussy. Sue fondled her own tits then reached for Jane's. Frank extracted and reinserted his dick into Jane's hot pussy giving her a little more of it with each rotation. As he rammed in and out of her he reached around her hip to diddle her clit. Not wanting to be completely left out of the action, Bill climbed onto the bed, stood straddling the back of Jane's head and offered his hard pole to Sue's soft, pouting lips. Without hesitation she opened her mouth, clamped her lips around three thick inches of his cock and circled the head with her tongue. She continued massaging one of Jane's tits and used the free hand to cup Bill's hairy balls and gently roll them to and fro. Slurping, sucking and moaning sounds of pure sexual fulfillment echoed through the room. Bill was first to climax squirting hot, thick cum onto Sue's warm mouth. She swallowed all of it and licked the last tasty drop from the eye hole of his dick. He reached down and began fondling her tits which along with Jane's unrelenting tongue on her clit and fingers in her hole sent her over the edge and her body shook with her release. Her pussy flooded Jane's mouth with sweet sex juice. Frank's cock began to pulsate and the warmth of his cum splashing the back of her pussy drove her into her own convulsions. As the blissful release of orgasms waned the four of them collapsed onto the bed in a pile of sweaty, naked flesh. They gently stroked and kissed each other as they slowly regained their strength. Reluctantly they untangled themselves. The girls climbed off the bed and headed for the bathroom leaving the naked guys sprawled across the bed. Frank asked Bill what he thought about Jane eating Sue's pussy. Bill described what he had witnessed earlier and watched the shocked expression on Frank's face. Bill wrapped his hand around Frank's limp dick and said "we can't say too much since we have been known to take care of each others needs from time to time." Frank said "you had better stop that or the girls may get a surprise when they come back." Bill said "what's good for the goose" then leaned over and slipped Frank's swelling cock into his mouth. It still contained remnants of his cum and Jane's sweet juices which made for an interesting flavor. Frank turned so that he could properly engage Bill's hardening member in return. The girls returned from the bathroom and let out a squeal when they saw the guys sucking each others dicks. Bill finished first and the girls witnessed the contorted expression on Frank's face as he pumped Bill's mouth and shot a load down his throat. After recovering from their initial shock the girls joined the guys on the bed. Jane said "aren't we all full of surprises today?" Bill asked if she was angry and she kissed him sharing the taste of Frank's jiz on his tongue and said "not at all, I'm relieved that everything is out in the open." Since they had decided to visit the clothing optional beach today the girls didn't bother with swim suits and simply slipped on their cover ups, sun glasses and flip flops while the guys dressed in board shorts. It was already noon so they stopped at the café for lunch on their way to the beach. They found a nice spot, spread their towels and stripped. The girls handed the guys bottles of sun screen and asked them to apply it liberally. Bill and Frank gladly obeyed and took their time covering every inch of the girl's bodies paying special attention to breasts and pussies not wanting those precious areas to burn. As if that were not enough to drive cocks to attention the girls then took the lotion and began applying it to the guys. They left cocks and balls for last then stroked them vigorously. As per the girls plan, Bill and Frank were forced to flip onto their bellies and watch the girls cute, tight butts jiggling as they ran hand in hand to the ocean. Bill did math problems in his head and Frank thought of the ugliest teacher he had ever known to hurry the softening of their cocks so they could follow the girls into the water. Once their cocks had softened they ran to the ocean with cocks and ball sacks swinging from side to side. They splashed and played as on other days except today they played king of the ocean by having the girls climb onto their shoulders and try to push each other off. Before long, eight other couples joined in on the game and as the girls fought boobs bounced and jiggled all over the place. Between swimming sessions they relaxed on the beach, worked on their tans, sipped beer and checked out the other sun worshipers. Most everyone on the beach was a young college student so the scenery was excellent. Five in the afternoon as usual found them tired and ready to head for the hotel. Having partied every evening so far they decided to enjoy a meal at the hotel café this evening and relax by the pool. After eating they stopped by their rooms to allow the girls to put on their skimpy swim suits then retired to the pool. They sipped Margaritas from the pool swim up bar while chatting, swimming and generally relaxing. Part of the conversation naturally went to this morning's unusual activities. During the discussion they all agreed that none of them were in fact a true homosexual or even bisexual but all had experimented and probably would again in the future but more than likely only with members of their little group. On one of their trips to town they had procured a bottle of Tequila, some Margarita mix and a shaker at the local liquor store. Back in the room Bill became acting bar tender, prepared a pitcher of drinks and served. They had become very comfortable being naked with each other and as the alcohol rendered everyone mellow, clothes began disappearing. Soon they were all sitting around in the altogether and decided to shower the salt and sand away. Four in one tub was crowded but fun. Everyone washed someone else's back then reached around and washed that person's front. Frank having been on the back end was then pleasantly surprised by being placed in the middle and having the other three share the duties of bathing him. One drink later found them all crawling onto one of the beds hugging, kissing and fondling whatever body part happened to be within reach. A chain was formed with Bill eating Sue, Sue sucking Frank, Frank eating Jane and Jane sucking Bill. Orgasms were soon attained and everyone reversed position to begin anew. Climaxes took longer this round and when everyone finished Frank called on Jane to fulfill her promise from this morning to have sex with him. He had conveniently forgotten the little romp after his bath. She hadn't forgotten but acted as though she had since she had been looking forward to fucking him again anyway. She rolled onto her back with her head at the foot of the bed and held out her arms for him to climb on board. When in position she locked her ankles behind his ass and tried to push his rock hard man meat inside. He assisted by thrusting forward and sliding half his eight inches into her on the first push. He pulled out to the head then rammed again giving her all but the final inch. One additional rotation and she was filled with all he had to offer. As she adjusted to him, he leaned down to cover her nipples with his lips, gently suckle them and lick their tips. Her love tunnel felt completely full and her nipples tingled at his touch. They found a satisfying rhythm and were soon lost in sexual bliss. The slurping sounds coming from their union clearly demonstrated how excited she was. He said "Jane you are so wonderfully tight." She said "it is just that you are such a big boy, now be quiet and fuck me good with that monster dick of yours." With his ego stroked he increased his pace and drove his ass like a jack hammer, slamming his cock in and out of her as fast as he could. Jane met him stroke for stroke and made an auuuhhh sound each time they slammed together. The way they moved caused the tip of her clitoris to slide across the top of his slimy dick on every rotation. It was almost like masturbating and being fucked at the same time. Sue lay on her back with her head on a pillow and beckoned Bill to climb on board. Without hesitation, he instantly complied holding his weight on his left arm and using his right hand to guide his raging prick toward her wet opening. He shoved his mighty tool inside in two powerful strokes and began pumping in and out of her with his low hanging balls slapping her ass hole with each forward thrust. He held his weight on his arms, her head in his hands and watched as her soft breasts sloshed to and fro. Positioning was perfect for each girl to reach and gently massage her friend's clit, increasing her pleasure and hastening her eminent orgasm. The girls bucked their asses faster and faster and the guys increased their pace to keep up. The wet sloshing sound of dicks pumping pussies filled the room and almost in unison the girls yelled "Oh God I'm coming, I'm coming, fuck me, fuck me harder, harder, yes, yes, yes, aaaahhhh." Each girl grabbed her own breasts and tweaked their nipples as the surge of pleasure over powered their senses. Finally their asses fell back to the mattress and their orgasms began to subside. They each wetted their middle fingers in pussy juice, cupped the guy's balls in their palms and slid those slippery fingers into the guy's ass holes. Pressure on their prostates flung them into instant orgasmic eruption and they shot powerful loads of hot milky cum deep into the girl's cunts while making weird, wild animal noises. As they lay basking in the afterglow they cuddled, stroked and kissed for a few minutes before hugging and kissing each other good night and separating to their original rooms to settle in for some much needed sleep. Morning found them enjoying one last fuck before bathing and packing for the flight home. Spring break had come to an end but the four of them fully intended to continue enjoying their new found relationships back at home. Spring Break In Ch. 02 My Dear Readers, Disclaimer: What I write is fiction/fantasy/fairy tales for adults. None of my characters are real, no one was injured during the production of my stories and just like on T.V., they all get up when the scene is over, have a beer, remove the makeup and go home, ready to return in the next chapter, all the boo boos healed. Some spelling and grammatical errors are mine however some are intentional. Which is witch I leave as an exercise for those anal enough to care. Votes and comments are as always gratefully received. E-mail will get a personnel response if you remember to leave me a return e-mail address. Enjoy. Dom Woolf Spring Break In: Part two College was over and done with, I was back home with my newly minted and signed degree in my sweaty hand ready to face the world of opportunity that college promised. Only I must have read the brochure wrong or something because job opportunities were few and far between with what seemed like half the country out of work and looking, companies had their pick of people with degrees and many with a lot of real world experience to go along with those degrees. So I became the oldest joke in the world, an out of work twenty something living back home with his mother. Not that Mom minded, two years ago during my spring break Mom and I went through an experience with a bunch of hoodlums that brought us as close as a mother and son could get. Many would say we got way too close, but so far it has worked for us. Three punks broke in to Moms house and just for fun and revenge (I had smashed one into a wall and broke his girlfriend's nose) tied us together nude, force fed me an overdose of Viagra and let nature take its course. Mom and I never discussed that episode, but it has made us stay a lot closer than a many families. My dad died the winter before the break in and it's been just mom and I in her big old Victorian house ever since. I graduated mid year so by what would have been spring break I had been job searching for a couple of months with little result. I was sitting in the breakfast nook drinking coffee and reading the pitifully short want ad section when Mom came down stairs. Mom turned forty two that year and was in great shape physically. She was still a yoga teacher in town three days a week and between that money and Dad's retirement that will be paid to her until she dies and the house dad had inherited from his parents that was fully paid off, money wasn't a concern to her, even so I felt a bit like a leech living off my mother like a bum. "Not a big want ad section." Mom smiled as she poured her usual cup of hot tea. "Don't worry honey it's not like you aren't trying it's just a bad economy, besides I appreciate all your help around the house more than you will ever know." The house was a huge old Victorian that had seen better days although we had been doing repairs and painting and remodeling for the last two years when ever I was home from school and now pretty much full time. I laughed, "By the time we finish with this old place I can get a job doing remodels and will have the real world experience to go along with the resume." Mom sat across from me at the breakfast table, unnoticed by her the robe she wore had slipped open affording me a nice view of her large and freckled breasts. The gap was so wide that a nipple was on the verge of peeking out; it was all I could do not to stare. I remembered those breasts from the time the thugs had pulled aside her wife beater tee shirt and from them hanging just in front of me while we were tied together. I remembered the soft fullness and the taste of her sweat, the feel of those hard nipples rolling on my tongue... "Guess I better get started," I jumped up from the table turning to hide my rapidly growing bulge. "Lots to do today." I half ran up the stairs to my room and into the bathroom where I spent the next few minutes dealing with my problem and my memories of fucking my mother's hot bod. Okay, I have been having some trouble dealing with the memories of that day. Thoughts of my mother naked and tied up, memories of how hot her pussy, ass and mouth felt wrapped around my stiff cock invade my mind almost every time I see her. Mom's habit of wearing either tight shorts or those leotards she does her yoga in, coupled with the wife beater tee shirts she favors around the house don't help either. Every time I see her in that tee makes me want to pull the sides in tight, expose those tits and frame them in torn white cotton. I want to pull those tight blue shorts down slowly and expose those round white cheeks, spread that glorious ass and plunge my dick into that tight brown hole. I want to see her tied up, pussy exposed and wet, awaiting my hard shaft to plunge into her heated wetness until I explode and fill her cunt with my steamy spunk. To put it mildly I got it bad for my mother. I just want to fuck her silly, fuck her until she screams in orgasm, fuck her until she begs for more and then give it to her... See what I mean. Getting dressed in my work clothes I returned to the bedroom on the third floor we were refinishing. Throwing myself into work I sanded and painted and just generally tried to work myself into exhaustion. Some days it even works. I can usually get her out of my thoughts when she's working in another part of the house as she was today. I had prepped several rooms and mom was hanging wall paper while I kept busy getting the next room ready. I had just shut off the floor sander when I heard the crash from downstairs. I figured it was a ladder tipping over and was flying down the stairs before I even realized what I had heard. "Mom?" I was shouting before I reached the room she was working in, from the door I could see the twelve foot ladder down on it's side and the thought of her lying there injured or worse leapt into my head. I could see her hair sticking out from under the tarp, I damn near went sprawling myself leaping over the tools and stuff strewn across the floor. I yanked the tarp away expecting to find her broken and bleeding lying in a puddle of her own blood. What I found instead shocked me to the bone. It was my fantasy's come to life. She lay there hog tied and helpless, her breasts exposed, her shorts down around her knees, bare ass gleaming in the sunlight from the window. I admit the sight froze me in place, my mind refusing to process what had happened, how she could be lying there like something right out of my most lucid fantasy. The gun stuck in my back however brought me right out of my shock. "Hello lover, miss me?" It was the hoodlum's girlfriend, the one whose nose I had broke defending my mother. The one who had threatened to cut off my balls and ... "Aren't you supposed to be in prison?" "Over crowding, I got a reduced sentence. Still I figure I owe you for the two years and the busted nose." It was déjà vu all over again. The bitch had me strip of my shirt before she tied my wrists together behind my back. She looped and tied my elbows and pulled until they almost touched behind my back. The strain on my shoulder muscles was incredible and the pain continued to build long after she was done with her knots. She tied me down on my mother's bed looping a bit of rope around my neck and tying my ankles to the foot of the bed. She brought my mother into the room hopping in small steps making her breasts bounce, her shorts dropping around and getting tangled by her ankles. Her body was streaked with dust and dirt from her sweaty body being dragged through the construction debris. Her hair was a mess of tangles, full of tiny bits of this and that, she looked a mess; yet despite the mess and our situation my cock began to stir at the sight of her naked and restrained body. Our captor noticed as she got this ugly little smile on her face as she shoved my mother onto the bed. "You know I got cheated last time, Slim was in such a hurry to fence the crap we took he made me leave before I could enjoy the show. Now I could have you tell me every intimate little detail, how you shagged your mother riding that Viagra high, how warm and wet her pussy felt wrapped around your big hard cock or I could just hit replay and have you do it all over again." Both my mother and I struggled against the ropes that held us to absolutely no avail. The bitch might be a skank but she knew her ropes. We couldn't move an inch. Her hands pulled my belt free and unbuckled my pants pulling them down around my knees. She shoved my mothers head down next to my semi ridged cock and yanked the gag from her mouth. "Now Mrs., I want you to suck your sons cock and get it nice and hard else I'm gonna cut his little dingus off and stuff it up your ass." My mother glared at the bitch for a few seconds until the bitch popped a switch blade waving it towards my cock. Mom turned her head towards me and slowly sucked my dick into her mouth. I could feel her tongue working its way around the head of my cock; she used the tip to tickle the ridge of the head then began pulling and sucking, the shaft sliding in and out of her lips. Regardless of the pain in my shoulders, my cock filled with blood going from semi erect to full raging hard on buried deep in her hot wet suctioning mouth. The bitch was laughing as she wrapped her claws in my mother's hair and began pushing her head deeper onto my shaft. Soon mom was gagging each time as her head was forced down, my head of my dick pressing against the back of her throat. I hate to admit it even to myself but the sight of my mother, bound, semi-naked, being forced down on my shaft with drool pouring from her mouth making my cock wet and glistening as her red lips pressed against the skin of my pale engorged flesh was making me more engorged than even the Viagra overdose had done. I wanted so much to be the one guiding her head, my hands being the ones gripped tightly in her hair, my strength forcing her to deep throat my cock. I couldn't help it, couldn't stop it, couldn't even control it, I spewed my spunk deep into her when my cock was pressed against the back of her throat. The nasty bitch held her in place, pressed hard against me until I had shot every drop, jerked every bit of cum into her mouth. I came so hard I screamed and the skank laughed. Once my mother quit choking we both got gags tied tightly in place and extra ropes to keep us on the bed. The skank left the room closing the door behind her. We both just lay there for a long while recovering from the ordeal, wondering what was coming next. The day moved into late afternoon, the shadows growing longer across the room, the light fading into twilight and still we couldn't hear a sound from the house. Mom and I struggled against our bonds getting nowhere; if we were going to get free it would have to be with outside help. We both jumped at the sound of a door slamming somewhere in the house. It was the first sign we'd had in hours that there was anyone nearby. The door to mom's room opened and in the doorway was the skank dressed in new jeans and a low cut and obviously expensive blouse. She tossed a bunch of packages on the floor and fished a bunch of shiny metal cuffs from her purse/shoulder bag. Ankle cuffs with a small chain between them went around my ankles and a set of solid hinged cuffs went around my wrists. Next she cut the ropes holding me and blood long denied went racing to nerves that went from numb to screaming agony in seconds. So much for big brave me, I screamed into my gag like a little girl. Mom's cuffs went on in the same manner but her ropes hadn't been pulled so tightly so she wasn't in screaming agony. "Up you go, momma slut," she pulled mom to her feet. Using her blade she cut the rest of mom's clothes off, but I hardly noticed my shoulders were literally on fire. She pushed mom into the bathroom and I dimly heard the shower start. She came for me seconds later and helped me to my feet. She brought me into the bath and tossed me in the shower next to my wet and dripping mother. She uncuffed my mother and refastened them in front. "Wash him," she ordered "and then yourself. I want you both nice and clean when you're done." She stood back and watched giving short curt orders if she wanted more time spent on washing a particular body part. She was especially concerned that we got our hair washed squeaky clean. Then she tossed a razor into the shower. "Shave yourselves clean. I don't want to see a single hair on either of you below the chin." The shower had long run cold before my mother finished shaving every hair off both our bodies. I had never shaved my crotch before and while I'm not bear hairy, now I was as hairless as a newborn baby, I'm sure my mother had never shaved her pussy before, now it was smooth and bare as a young girls. Little Miss Slitch recuffed mom behind her back then grabbed her by the back of her hair arching her back. Her other hand slid down her belly and covered her newly shaven cunt. I watched as her middle finger parted my mother's pussy lips, proceeding to rub and tease her clit. It slowly began to grow erect as the polished nail teased it. I watched as the finger slipped lower down and curved inside her vagina parting her labia as it disappeared inside. She played with my mother dipping inside then rubbing her clitoris until my mother was a quivering mass in her arms. I could actually see the muscles contract as my mother went into orgasm. Mom gave a deep throat rasping groan as she came and collapsed against our captor. She allowed mom to slide down to the floor of the shower and rubbed the wetness on her fingers across the top of my lip right under my nose so with every breath I inhaled my mothers scent, the juice of her womanhood, her essence. It was that and the fingers of my captor warm around my cock as she stroked me to full hardness once again. She bent down and kissed the head of my dick, giving the end a little lick. "Oh yes my boyo, you keep that big prick nice and hard cause I got lots of places your gonna shove that shaft. And momma's got lots of nice holes." She herded us naked and chained down to the kitchen where she locked mom to one of the solid wood kitchen chairs. She cuffed me in front so I could cook all three of us something to eat while she sat behind mom playing with her body, twisting her nipples or her cunt. She made mom lick her fingers clean of moms own juices. Occasionally she would slap mom's tits or cheek when ever she thought I might be getting up to no good. Not that I had a plan, between being distracted by what she was doing to mom and our situation I don't think I had two coherent thoughts in a row. I managed to cook a pork chop a piece, scramble some eggs and nuke some tator tots for dinner all while watching and listening to Cece sexually assault my mother. I finally remembered the skanks name from the article in the paper when the trio was arrested. Slim, Chet and Cece had been caught trying to fence stolen goods to an undercover fence. Slim was a two time loser and this was his third strike. He would be in jail until he was sixty five. Chet made the mistake of fighting capture and was doing twenty to life for injuring a cop. Cece got three to five and was released because hers wasn't a violent crime, she was just the lookout. The cops didn't know she was the violent one of the group because my mother never reported the assault just the robbery. After dinner Cece left us tied to the dinning room chairs and went somewhere else in the house. I caught my mother's eye and tried to apologize for not protecting her and for the way I reacted upstairs. She actually set up straighter thrusting out her breasts and wouldn't let me take the blame. "It's not your fault, darling. You couldn't help yourself, not with her forcing us and me sucking your beautiful cock. No man could!" "To be honest Mom, I didn't even try. Once you started I just wanted to fuck you like a man, like your husband." I couldn't look her in the face. "Mom I have wanted to make love to you ever since they forced us the first time." "Glad to hear that sonny boy," Cece was back leaning on the doorway to the dinning room. "Cause a whole lot of fucking is just what I have in mind." She stood there smiling that wicked smile and wearing nothing but a large rubber dildo strapped in front of her pussy. Cleaned up Cece wasn't a bad looking woman, a little thin for my tastes, but with a bit larger than average tits and a well rounded ass. She had dark brown hair cut short and tats down both arms and across her back. Both her nipples were pierced with bars running through the nipples, her tongue was pierced with a ball and she had a small diamond piercing in her left nostril. Her blue eyes stared at my mother like she wanted to eat her and maybe she did. She moved us to the living room where she had been doing some redecorating, the furniture was up against the walls, a small mat was in the center of the floor with eye bolts drilled into the hard wood floor at each corner. I soon found myself spread eagle on my back fastened at each point. She had my mother crawl between my spread legs and proceeded to issue implicit instructions. Mom was on her hands and knees, legs spread, ordered to lick my balls. Cece squatted over my face pushing her exposed pussy and anus down on my mouth and I was ordered to start licking. I guess I was a little to tentative at first because I heard a slapping sound and heard my mother cry out. "You better perform better than that boy, cause what I don't enjoy I'll take out on your mother." I stretched my neck and pressed my tongue into her pussy, licking and tonguing to the best of my abilities. Mom's attentions to my cock and balls didn't make it easy to concentrate but I did the best I could. Soon I could see that my efforts were having the desired effect as the bitches pussy was getting wetter and her clitoris was engorged. She ordered me to tongue her asshole. I hesitated just a moment until I heard another slap land on my mother's body. I pressed my tongue in, poking and prodding her brown ring until I finally got it wet enough to push in just a bit. It had a slightly sour acid taste but really wasn't that bad and I could feel Cece getting off on the experience. Cece's voice was muffled since I was literally enveloped by her thighs and ass. I guess she ordered Mom to move because I suddenly felt hot wet pussy pressing down on my cock and me sliding into my mother's womb. Cece moved off my face. I found myself looking into my mother's eyes as she fucked my cock, her big breasts rubbing my chest. Moms eyes opened in a big way and her mouth became a big O as Cece began fucking her ass with the dildo. I could feel the hard rubber pressing against the thin membrane between her ass and her pussy, rubbing along my cock as we both fucked my mom. I watched as mom's breathing got harder and harder, her head thrown back as the waves of sensation hit her. Cece's hands kept grabbing and twisting mom's tits and each time mom would give out a little "Oh" sound. It wasn't long before my mother climaxed tightening her pussy around my cock and milking it like a suction pump. I exploded deep in Mom's pussy shooting wave after wave of cream deep inside her. Mom looked down at me and mouthed the words "I love you." Cece played all sorts of sex games that night. She had me fuck her while mom was forced to fuck my ass with the strap on, she had me fuck mom's ass as Mom was made to eat out her pussy. She even fucked my mother's pussy with the dildo as I sat on Mom's chest and fucked her tits, cumming on those beautiful breasts and spraying her face and hair with my seed. Spring Break In Ch. 02 The bitch finally chained us up in bed and we all passed out until nearly noon. Cece was far from through with us as we found out. Spring Break In Ch. 03 My Dear Readers, Disclaimer: What I write is fiction/fantasy/fairy tales for adults. None of my characters are real, no one was injured during the production of my stories and just like on T.V., they all get up when the scene is over, have a beer, remove the makeup and go home, ready to return in the next chapter, all the boo boos healed. Some spelling and grammatical errors are mine however some are intentional. Which is witch I leave as an exercise for those anal enough to care. Votes and comments are as always gratefully received. E-mail will get a personnel response if you remember to leave me a return e-mail address. Enjoy. Dom Woolf * Three days! My mother and I had been held captive by a mad woman for three days and for the entire time Cece had subjected us to the most disgusting and humiliating sexual acts her warped mind could conjure up. In Cece's mind we deserved everything she had done to us, after all my mother had reported Cece and her two accomplices' to the police when all they had wanted was to rob us blind. Oh and I broke Cece's nose, but that's another story. Cece got an early release from prison and she decided to get her revenge by invading our home and imprisoning us for her sexual kinks. This was the same plan she and her gang had the first time they invaded our home. They tied us naked with my mother sitting on my lap and fed me an overdose of Viagra. The results had been predictable and for two years I fought to forget the feelings I had for my mother. Cece ruined that the first day after she got released from prison and now we were reluctant lovers and sex toys for her crazy sex games. The funny thing is she was released early for good behavior. I could tell the warden a thing or two about that! Every day she would chain us up, usually naked and locked in some compromising position then leave for several hours. We would struggle, strain, try anything to escape but not only would we fail, the constant rubbing against one another's nude bodies would cause the physical reaction she wanted. Hell we ended up fucking like bunnies. She would return with new toys, new ideas to torment us and we would spend the evenings playing her twisted games. She enjoyed making my mother lick and suck and fuck her own son, getting off on each humiliating thing she could think of for us to do. She loved to make me play and tease my mother's tits. She would instruct me to suck or lick or squeeze them as she sat in the recliner enjoying her dinner theater, her gun in one hand and a vibrator in the other. She would get off each time she came up with a new perversion. She had us take turns licking each other's genitals and asses. She would make me tie my mother into various painful positions, then have me face-fuck her as if my mother was a two dollar whore. She made us pee on each other enjoying the looks of disgust on our faces as the hot yellow piss drenched our bodies. Sometimes she would join in just to make it that much worse. Oh, she had quite an imagination, all of it as sick and twisted as she was. One evening she decided that she wanted to have me see what it felt like to get fucked. She had bought a long rubber dildo and a harness which she spent a long time fitting on my mother. Next she tied me across the coffee table and drenching her fingers in oil slowly inserted a finger up my ass, then two, then three. She took her time slowly stretching out my asshole and getting the oil in deep. She had my mother kneel in front of me and made me learn to suck on the fake cock until I could take it deep into my throat. I could see moms cunt pressing the cock into me, smell her fluids as it was constantly rubbing the base of the dildo against her clit which got her juices flowing. I would look up and see her brown tipped nipples on those beautiful full breasts bouncing at each stroke. My cock was hard as a rock by the time Cece moved my mother around behind me and guided the tip of the phallus against my brown ring. The bitch used her oil soaked hand to stroke and milk me like a cow as my mother fucked my burning ass. She started out slow and easy but soon was slamming the hard rubber deep in my bowels as she rode the cock to her own orgasm. Cece was pulling so hard on my cock it was burning almost as much as my abused ass. My mother changed position somehow and was suddenly pressing against a nerve or something in my ass and I was coming like a fire hose. The bitch caught every drop in a glass. She laughed when she poured it into my own mouth and forced me to drink my own cum. Just for shits and giggles she had mom lick her nasty pussy while I was made to clean the dildo with my tongue. I swore someday to torture that bitch as much as she had tortured my mother and I. Today she had tied us in a sixty nine position leaving my face closely positioned above my mother's pretty clean shaven cunt (courtesy of Cece) and her face with my cock lying across it. As usual we struggled to get free which kept pressing that delicious cunt down upon my face spreading her scent on my nose and across my lips. Eventually of course my cock would harden jabbing at her lips, which would part and she would suck me in as I would lick that pearl of pleasure pressed against my face and Cece would win again. She returned hours later to stand laughing and commenting on the evidence smeared across both our faces. Our humiliation was as evident as a milk mustache in a got milk commercial. Later showered, cuffed and manacled in the kitchen she rode my cock as she watched my mother prepare us a meal. Mom was wearing a set of genie pants Cece had bought somewhere with slits up the front and back that hid nothing but merely emphasized the fact that she was a sexually exciting female. Cece had clipped bells to her nipples which rang with every move my mother made. We sat together at the table eating our dinner, not that Cece would let us do even that small thing in peace. She spread butter on my cock and masturbated me as we ate. Try as I might to ignore the sensations of warm butter and hot fingers stroking my rod, in the end I finally came, which the bitch spread across an ear of corn and made my mother eat. My piece of corn was used to fuck my mother's pussy, all hot and buttery, the hard nubs rubbing her insides till she had an orgasm then it was placed hot and coated in her juices on my plate. Like I said, twisted. After dinner Cece brought us to the living room where she chained us to eye bolts she had screwed into the walls and floor. She had bought some ball gags which she used on us before laying out a bunch of her new toys. "You both caused me a lot of pain and grief, but the good news is that after tonight we won't be seeing each other again. I decided that you need to feel the pain that I felt being locked up for two years and my boys are going to feel being incarcerated for the next twenty five years, so here is what we are going to do." She pointed to the table which held a coiled whip, a bamboo cane, a heavy leather flogger with metal tips on the ends of the tails and a branding iron. "The total time is 52 years divided by the two of you is 26 apiece. You're going to chose one of these for me to use on your mother and she is going to pick one for you." My mother and I looked at each other in shock. How could we pick the implement of torture for the each other and still live with ourselves? How would we feel about looking at their body knowing we had chosen the tool that made the scars? "The alternative is I pick and you each get fifty two strokes apiece." She gave an evil grin as she looked at me. "Choose." I looked over the pain toys she had left on the table, of all the choices only one might not leave scars or at least not as bad. I pointed at the cane. She picked up the cane and waved at the rest, "Your turn Mother." Surprisingly my mother immediately pointed at the bull whip. "Well, it seems dear old mom has some repressed hostility." She tied a rope on to my handcuffs and tossed it over a beam in the living room. I was slowly pulled up until my toes could just reach the floor. I watched in terror as she went over, picked up the whip and snapped it in the air a few times. Cece pulled her ever present gun out and tossed the handcuff keys to my mom. "I think it will have more impact if dear old mom administers the whipping, kinda like when you were a bad little boy." Mom refused with a shake of her head. Cece pointed the gun at my cock and pulled back the hammer. Mom nodded yes, I wasn't sure whether to be relieved or more scared. Once the cuffs were off mom picked up the bull whip and began to try it out in a rather ragged fashion. She would snap it out and the thing would whip around the room going nowhere near what mom was aiming at. Cece was in stitches at mom's desperate attempts to control the whip. Then I saw mom smile and straighten up. The whip lashed out and struck with the precision of a rattle snake on the hunt. The pistol flew across the room as a slash opened in the back of Cece's hand. Before Cece could even open her mouth to scream mom snapped the whip back behind her, took a sort of half step and flicked the whip around the mad woman's throat. Mom gave a jerk and like a dog on a leash Cece was pulled over backwards. She no sooner hit the floor when mom used the handle of the whip to hit her and just about caved her head in. Moments later the bitch was cuffed hands and ankles and mom was lowering me to the ground. "How? How?" I was stammering sounding foolish even to myself as I hugged my mom. "Summers on a ranch in Montana with my uncle growing up, I was quite the cowgirl at seventeen!" Mom began to kiss me and with me nude and her semi naked it just seemed right that we sank down on the couch. I held her away from me for just a moment, "What about ..." "She's not going anywhere and neither are we." My mother stroked my cock and I shut up and got busy. I was however a little distracted thinking of all the things Mom and I could now do to our captive bitch. Spring Break In Mexico In the Spring of 1984, I had the unbelievable gift of going to Mazatlan, Mexico with my stepdaughter. As most, if not all stories on Literotica are fantasies or at best, some ones dreams, this is a true story in every detail. Hope you enjoy it. MEXICO SPRING BREAK We had parked my car on the Arizona side of the border. My stepdaughter and I were on our way to Mazaltan. She had won a bikini-contest the spring break before, and having no current boyfriend, asked me to go with her. I was somewhat reluctant as I'm 47 and being with all those young college kids was not my idea of a 7 day vacation. Her Mom and I had been separated for the last couple of months. She pleaded and cajoled selling me on the idea that we would have no costs other than our meals and drinks and she desperately wanted to go. We went to the train station on the Mexican side and along with about 100 other college kids boarded the train for the 18 hour trip. This train made our U.S.freight trains seem like luxury. The seats were rickety and stained, the cars smelled, and the bathrooms were disgustingly filthy. They had to be at least 40 years old. Along with us, as everyone else, we had our cooler, with sandwiches, soft drinks, some wine coolers, snacks, and the like and had it tucked between our seats. My guess is that there were probably 300 cases of beer on board just in the 3 cars for this group. It was early AM, and by the time the train actually got under way, it was close to noon. Needless to say drunkenness was the order of the day. These are college kids on the loose. We had agreed earlier that we would tell no-one what our relationship was and just let them guess, and surmise. We thought that most would think that I was her sugar daddy, or at best an older brother. Did I mention that my step daughter is gorgeous. Long, flowing dark brown hair to her shoulders, great tits, superb legs (she is a dancer and a cheerleader) a smoldering smile, long manicured fingers and real class. We knew we would be sharing a hotel room, with twin beds, and that was OK. To tell the truth, I had never seen her naked, only in a bikini. By 2-3 in the afternoon, after making a number of stops, for what we never knew, many of the boys were absolutely stinking drunk along with some of the girls. As crowded as each car was with luggage, coolers, beer cases, and bodies in every conceivable position, along with the heat, quiet had started to become obvious. Many of the awake and somewhat sober kids would walk back and forth to the open side doors at each end of the train, just to get some fresh air, or in many cases, many of the boys just had to hang out the door, even when the train was moving, to pee. At each unscheduled stop, many of the girls would jump off to relieve themselves in the desert brush, and run to catch up as the train started to move again. All in all, it was sort of amusing to me to watch youth partying hardy. Neither of us drank, so we were really watching everything going on and making quiet comments to each other. Many of the guys stopped to hit on her (she was on the aisle) and she would toy with them. She is a really good tease. With her black tank top her more than ample tits were easily outlined. Everyone would discreetly ask her who I was and she would just laugh them off without saying anything. There was this one girl who kept going by and hanging out at the end of the car. She was cute. Blonde, short hair, pretty face, a little short, appeared to have big tits, shapely legs, and a cute pixie look about her. Several guys would amble up to her and try to kiss her or feel her up but she fended most of them off. By 6-7 in the early evening most every one was sleeping as the sun faded. We had both gotten up to stretch our legs, pee, or just be friendly many times. By now, everyone was on a first name basis, and every college had been identified. College fight songs were being sung by those from each school. The cute one, whose name was Kristen, was from U. of Texas, and had stopped to chat with us several times. On one of my trips for fresh air to an open side door, she squeezed in a very crowded area and ended up right next to me. We made small talk, and then she reached up and gave me a little kiss. She didn't ask any questions just looked up into my face, smiled, and pushed her body into me as the train made its usual lurches, and then kissed me again, but this time probing my lips and putting her tongue to work, trying to get me to respond. I didn't. I looked down to her adorable face and said, "Kristen, how old are you?" She looked up at me, tried again to kiss me, and I held her off. "I just turned 19." She said. We were swaying with the movement of the train and I had to grab us to keep from being jostled about, and as I reached for her shoulders to steady us, the train tilted around a curve and my one hand ended up on her tit. I quickly removed it, and mumbled, "Sorry". She reached up, took my hand and placed it right on her tit. She said, "Don't you like me?" I was lost for words. My mind was racing trying not to hurt her, and still maintain some maturity. "Kristen", I said, "I'm way too old for you and there are guys on this train that have the hots for you. I've watched you kissing some of them." It was probably the wrong thing to say to her but I had blurted it out. Her response floored me. "Well, are you fucking the girl you're with?" What do I do now? If I tell her the truth, the word is out, and I'll have spoiled the trip for my step daughter. I lied. "Yes, for some time now." I said meekly. "Oh, that explains it" she said. "Explains what?" I inquired. "Well, you're older than her, she doesn't leave your side and won't let any guy near her." I needed to get out of this situation really quick. She abruptly squirmed out and left me standing there. By now it was not unusual to see the various girls and guys making out, feeling each other up, and paring off for the coming days and nights. Some of the girls were running around topless with tits bouncing all over all with various sizes, large and small nipples, some very dark and some very pink, and most were in some state of arousal. The array was awesome. Some were even running around with just their panties on. This had the makings of a real fuck fest for these kids. All the semi-nude, groping, kissing, feeling didn't bother any of them. I really felt out of place. On returning to my seat by the window, there was a young guy in my seat and I think he was swallowing my step daughter whole. She was in a torrid embrace and a passionate kiss and had his hand under her t-shirt playing with her tits. I sort of said, "Ahem!" He broke the kiss, looked up and said, "Oh, sorry Sir.!" Shit, now what do I do. Sir?' I hadn't been called sir, since my military days. He got out of my seat, kissed her lightly and I sat down. I said nothing. She tried to get herself together and said, "I'm sorry. He's really cute and I like him." I had to tell her about Kristen, and see how we were going to handle this. I mean, here's my sexy 19 year old step daughter, making out with this young man, probably wants to spend time with him when we get to the hotel, and she's got me, her 47 year old step dad hanging around. I told her about Kristen, and all of my concerns, being very straight forward. "How are you going to enjoy this trip if I'm hanging around?. None of these guys will approach you if I'm there." She looked me straight in the eye and said, "We'll find a way. You know I love you and I know you love me. You just need to loosen up and enjoy yourself. If you like Kristen, go for it. You've been separated from Mom for some time now, you've got to be horny." Well, I certainly was, and getting worse, watching all these young nubile women parading and having no hang-ups at all, but I couldn't bring myself to say that to her. "I've been watching your reaction, and I know your cock is as hard as a rock watching all these girls. You need to get laid." I was dumbfounded. I didn't have an answer. I slouched down in the seat, and feigned going to sleep. At 2 AM, the train came to a screeching stop. Everyone was thrown around and baggage cascaded from the nets above over our heads. Groans and cussing emanated from the group. About the time the lights had been turned on, about 10 Federale's marched through the car. They were speaking in rapid Spanish and carrying rifles and machine guns. One or more of the kids who understood Spanish shouted that it was 'OK,they're looking for peasants and contraband'. As quickly as they came, they were gone. We sat on the siding for another ½ hour and then started to move again. Everyone settled back down. As I returned to my sleep, I turned towards my step daughter, opened my eyes to see if everything was alright and there she was with her denim skirt raised to her waist, and her hand in her panties with her hand moving in and out of her pussy. She turned and looked at me and whispered, "I need to cum, will you do it for me?" Astonished, I was transfixed. "C'mon Dad, just finger me til I cum, please". By now it was dark again, and the train was moving. I said, "Sweetie, I can't do that" She was insistent. "Yes you can, c'mon just til I cum" she pleaded. Now as I said, I've never seen her naked, and only with a bikini on. I know she has full tits, maybe 34C or D, but I had no idea about her pussy. Yes, a cute tight ass, but I tried to never get caught looking at her. She reached over grabbed my hand, and with her other hand, pulled her panty to the side and shoved my hand onto her pussy. She had a neatly trimmed bush, and she was soaking wet. Very hesitantly I rubbed my hand all over her mound, and slid one finger up and down her wet slit. "Put your fingers in my pussy" she moaned very quietly. I slid one finger in and was trying not to move my body so that no movement might be noticed, and she slid down further, ramming my finger deep into her pussy. "In and out" she pleaded quietly. I did. I only had one finger in her, and her pussy was really hot and tight and I began to get a rhythm without moving my palm off of her mound. With only 3-4 more jammings, she tightened her pussy muscles around my finger and had her orgasm. She was stifling her breathing and panting by keeping her head tucked into my chest. She gushed her pussy juice. I let her calm down, gently removed my hand from her pussy, and was so tempted to suck her juices off of my finger. I didn't. After she had caught her breath she lowered her skirt, leaned over and gave me a peck on the cheek and said, "Thanks, I really needed to cum." I looked at her, and said, "Why me, why not the young man you were kissing earlier." "I really like him, and I'll probably fuck him during the week, but I don't want him to think I'm easy and all he wants is sex." I had to admire her stance but was still puzzled. "Why couldn't you do that for yourself?" I asked. "Because I know you're horny, your cock is hard, and who better than you?" "Well, do you want a critique?" I jokingly asked not expecting any answer. She was pensive for a moment, and then whispered, "yeah" I said, "Sure sweetie, later." I said, "I'm going to try and sleep now." Next thing I know, the train comes to a screeching slow stop, I open my eyes, and everyone is hustling to get luggage, coolers, and we have arrived. Everyone is waiting for taxi's, buses or any other kind of transportation to the various hotels. We get one to share with a couple going to the same hotel. We wait in the line to check in, get the social print out itinerary prepared by the tour company, and wait for the elevator. It's small and can only take three people and their luggage at a time. I send her up with a group, and wait for the next one. I walk into the room and am surprised. It's very clean, nicely tiled, a nice clean bathroom, but only one double bed. I express my concern and say I'll go down and straighten it out because we need two beds. There are no rooms with two beds. Great, what now? I go back up to tell my step daughter and she's just stepping out of the shower. I said, "Oops, sorry." She wraps a towel around her hair and stands there completely naked and says, "So?" In 5 seconds I get a look at her awesome body. Nice tits, no sag to them, definitely 34 D small nipples, but really dark, flat stomach, small bush (as I know), with really dark hair, great legs and a perfect ass. "There are no rooms with two beds" I state ."Well, no big deal, we'll probably not be here very much anyway." she declares. I was perusing the itinerary and said, "There's an introduction get together this evening with free tequila sunrises at 7 in the courtyard." "Great", she says, "let's go to the beach." She slips on her bikini which is barely there, I slip on my suit, and off we go to the beach lugging our stuff. Beach mats, a small cooler, a bag with the suntan lotion, towels, baseball caps and a couple cans of soda. By 4 I'm ready to get out of the sun, as I'm 'well done". So is she. With suntan lotion glistening all over us, she blends in with all of these kids. Some are already cherry red, and those girls who decided to sunbathe topless are surely going to be sore, and the guys who were playing volley ball, will soon be blistering. We trek off to the room, dump everything and I said, "OK, shower time." "Let's go" she replys. "No, it's OK, sweetie, you can go first." I state. She slips off her bikini, stands there naked with a look on her face that says,'are you just stupid?', and says, "Really, c'mon." I slip off my suit and I'm concentrating on the beach, water and sun, so as not to have my cock get hard in front of my step daughter. She gets in turns the water on and lets it cascade on her hair as I step in. I'm looking at this body and my cock is starting to rise. I quickly climb under the water and turn my back to her. I'm soaping myself up and she reaches over takes the soap in her hand and reaches around me and grabs my semi erect cock and starts to lather my pubic hair, soaps up the shaft, which is getting really hard now, and says, "Oh wow, you're really getting hard." "Look sweetie, I maybe old but I'm not dead, what did you expect?" I blurt out. "Turn around" she commands. I turn around and my cock is standing up almost beating on my stomach. The water is now rinsing off and she hasn't let go of my stiff cock. She is jacking my shaft up and down rather vigorously and says, "I'm gonna make you cum." Now I know, she's right. I'm sort of transfixed watching her jack me off, and looking at her cute tits and watching the water run down her and her little hairy pussy. I can't say a word. She knows I'm close, so she kneels down keeps my cock at her face level, and says, "I wanna see you shoot your cum." About three more vigorous strokes, and I say, "I'm cumming now." I shoot two strong spurts that land on her tits that the water washes away, and a smaller one, that she gets right into her mouth as she swallows my cock. I stop pulsing, with both hands on the shower wall and she stands up and says, "Oh, you taste good." I'm really perplexed. This is my step daughter. I know it's not considered incest, but this can't be right. I catch my breath, lower my arms from the wall, grab the bar of soap and start lathering her up as I think of how to react to this sudden event. I dare not grab her tits, or make any move to wash her pussy, or grab her ass, or even kiss her. She spreads her legs to get a good stance, drops her both arms down and grabs my limp cock and starts to massage my balls while I'm soaping her. "Sweetie, we can't do this." I state very emphatically. "Why not" she queries, "it's not like you're my real father and besides, I really need to be fucked, and you have a gorgeous dick, and I've been on the pill for two years, so I can't get pregnant." I need to calm her down right now, so I said, "OK, we'll talk later." I turn her around, shut off the water, and shoo her out of the shower and lightly pat her cute ass. Reluctantly, she starts to towel herself off. I grab a towel and do the same. As she's drying herself she says, "Couldn't you just fuck me now?" and she plops down on the bed, spread eagles herself, reaches down and holds her hairy pussy lips open and says, "Please come here and fuck me." I'm getting hard all over again. I look at this inviting beauty spread eagled holding her pussy lips open, showing how pink she is, inviting me to fuck her, and I said, "No way. I can't do that." She's turning her mouth into a pout that I've seen so many times, and I walk over to her. God she is one hot babe. I drop down on my knees and bury my face into her pussy. She squeals in delight and says, "Oh yeah, just eat my wet pussy." I kiss her hairy patch, licking between her lips that she's holding open and tongue her clit, She's already dripping wet. I nibble on her clit, sucking gently as she grabs my head and forces it into her pussy. I place both of my hands on her thighs and eagerly eat her in every way possible. I know she is in-experienced in having her pussy eaten and she proves it by squealing, "Oh my God, yes, suck my clit, oh my god, put your tongue in deep, oh my god, it feels so good, so good," and she continues to urge my ministrations. I ease up a little to get a breath of air, and she moans, "Oh don't stop, don't stop, make me cum." I stick my tongue in her as deep as I can and she yells, "Oh God, I'm cumming" Her thighs almost crush me as she tenses and orgasms and shoves my head into her pussy. She'd like to swallow me up. She lets loose a torrent of pussy juice, and I lap up as much as I can. She relaxes her grip on my head, and I come up for air. My face is wet all over from her juices. Her head is back and she's catching her breath. I don't say anything, just hold myself above her thighs. She had her eyes closed, opens them and breathlessly says, "Oh my God, I've never cum so hard". Without saying another word, I stand up, and sit on the end of the bed. She gathers up her strength, sits up and reaches over to me, holds my face in both of her hands and plants a kiss on my mouth that is all the passion she can muster forcing her tongue in and probing sucking and moving her head as if it was the last kiss she'll ever have. I had to kiss her back. This kiss lasts for what seemed like a half hour. As we broke the kiss, she breathlessly said, "Oh my God." She let go of my head, and I said, "You see Sweetie, what some lucky guy is going to have with you." "I never could have imagined how good you make me feel and how hard I came." she uttered. "You've never had your pussy eaten before have you?" I inquired. "Are you kidding?" she retorted "I've only had real sex twice, and it sure didn't do that to me." I didn't want to get into any more discussion, so I said, "Well let's go get something to eat and join the party." We found a nearby restaurant, jam packed of course, had a decent meal, joined the 'welcome' party, had a few 'tequila sunrises' talked to a lot of kids, danced to the music and by 8 everyone was ready to go to the nights agenda. A bullfight. I'm telling you this was a throng of half in the bag kids, ready to party hardy. As we made our way up to the stands, right behind me, unknown at the time, was Kristen. The stands are plank boards over some cement cinder blocks. Hey, this is Mexico on Spring Break. As we climb, I hear an "Oh" and an "ouch" and a "damn" and I turn around and see Kristen. She's kneeling down holding her ankle. I respond immediately and say, "Kristen are you allright?" as I kneel down to help her. Spring Break In Mexico "I must have twisted my ankle" she blurts out. I help her to her feet and she says, "It's OK, I'll be fine." I'm not so sure she'll be fine. She grabs a seat next to me and we watch all the stuff going on in the ring. The crowd chants, yells, and eggs the participants on. Some of the young men, obviously loaded, have taken their shirts off, jumped into the ring and are taunting the little bull. It's a baby bull and no harm is being done to it. The laughing and yelling is hilarious. All the while I hear the groans coming from Kristen. I question her and she says she's fine. I look down and her ankle is swelling. I said, "Kristen, I think you've sprained your ankle." She acknowledges that I'm right, and says, "I think I better go back to the hotel and lie down." I know she can't do this alone. Yeah, super hero to the rescue. I turn to my step daughter, get her attention from the yelling and laughing and tell her what the situation is. I tell her, "Look, I'll get Kristen back to her hotel room, you wait here and I'll come back as soon as I get her settled in for the night. She'll be OK by morning." She agrees, and I tell Kristen, "OK babe, let's get you out of here." It is a difficult trip down the stadium and out to grab a cab. We arrive at her hotel and I stop to inquire at the desk if anyone has a first aid kit. They do and retrieve an 'Ace bandage'. I get her up to her room. She's lucky, she has two double beds. She lays down on the bed, with a pillow propping her up. I can see that her ankle is swelled up, so I tell her I'll get some ice and then wrap it in the 'ace'. When I come back into the room from the ice machine, she's still in the same position, but has removed her T shirt and only has on her bra and her jeans. I make no comment and proceed to hold ice on her ankle for a few minutes. She indicates that it feels good. I'd like to put some ice in a plastic bag on her ankle, instead of it melting on her ankle, the bed, and in my hands. She says that there's probably one in the bathroom from either her or her roommates makeup. I go in to see. While I'm there, I figure I might as well take a leak, so I tell her that, and close the door while I pee. There is a bag, and I come out a few moments later, and she has removed her jeans, thrown them on the floor, and is still sitting propped up now, with just her black bra and her black thong on. She has huge tits. I wrap the 'ace' around her ankle. Not too tight but enough to keep it somewhat immobile. I ask her if she's comfortable. She says, "Well, I'd be a lot more if you could unsnap my bra". I'm reluctant to do this. I said, "Kristen, that's not going to help your ankle." "No, you're right" and she reaches around and does it herself. God, she has 40DD tits! They're standing straight out, with enormous areolas and thick nipples that are also standing straight out. How am I supposed to resist this? No Way! From where I'm sitting by her ankle I reach over and fondle her huge tits. They are so firm, and so big that I can't resist so I rub her nipples between my thumb and forefinger and she sighs and says, "Oh yes, my nipples are so sensitive." I'm loving her tits and her response as she moans and sighs and says, "Oh please, suck my nipples, I love it." So, of course I oblige. I scoot up on the bed so I'm at her waist, and bend down and suck her nipple. She reaches up grabs my head and says, "Oh yeah, suck. Yes, suck my nipple, suck it hard." I put a little more effort into it instead of the gentleness I've been doing and she says, "Oh God, suck it harder, harder." I suck it harder and am rolling it around and she says, "Oh yes, bite my nipple." I give it a little nip, and she says, "Yes, bite it more," I give it a harder nip and she squirms and says, "Bite my other nipple" I reach over grab her other huge tit and bite the nipple. She screams, "Yes, oh yes, bite my fucking tits, harder." I'm afraid if I bite any harder, I'll draw blood or really bruise her. She's about ready to cum, so I stop the biting and suck her whole nipple into my mouth with as much tit flesh as I can. As I let up and try to unbend my back, I see her hand has pulled the fabric away and she is vigorously finger fucking her pussy. She is gasping for air, and doesn't let up her finger fucking. I sit up, slide off the bed, kneel down at the side, and remove her hand from her pussy and put my face into her pussy. She has a little strip of light blond hair and she's soaking wet. I can smell her musky fragrance even before I kiss her lips. As I start to, she spreads her legs to allow me total access and stammers, "Oh God, eat my cunt, oh God, yes, fuck yes." I go at her and attempt to ravish her pussy. With my head between her legs, and both hands kneading her huge firm tits, I'm afraid my cock will burst it's so hard. I lift my head off of her pussy, frantically drop my pants, and my raging hard cock is standing up. I don't think my cock has ever been this hard. She looks down at my cock, and says, "Yes, yes, put that cock in my cunt, fuck the shit out of me." I position myself between her legs and with one thrust, shove my cock deep into her pussy, up to my balls. She's yelling "yes, yes, fuck my hot cunt, yes,you fucker, fuck me hard." I pull out and ram it back into her pussy, and she yells more, "Oh fuck my hot cunt, ram that cock into me, ram it harder." I am ramming it into her pussy and each time she grunts and yells, "Yes, yes, fuck the shit out of my hot cunt, fuck me with your cock harder." Finally, I know this is the last shove, I'm sweating like a pig and one last shove and I shoot 3 spurts into her pussy. "Oh God, I love it, fuck me, shoot into my cunt, yes, I love it." I collapse on to her and squash her huge tits under me. She wraps her legs around my ass, and whispers in my ear, "I love to fuck." I, with very short breaths, say, "I know, and I love fucking you." As my cock gets soft and slips out of her, she gets her hand between our bodies, fondles my cock and her pussy, withdraws her hand that is wet with our juices, and sucks her fingers into her mouth. I roll off of her. She rolls on her side and kisses me with passion. I kiss her back with just as much passion. She sits up at the waist, bends down and proceeds to suck my soft cock and lick our juices up. She looks up at me, and says, "I love the taste of cum." I'm satiated. She lies back down next to me and says, "I knew you'd fuck my brains out if I got you here." I rolled onto my back. She starts to suck my cock ever so gently, and slurping she lets go and says, "Do you like fucking me?" While catching my breath, and reaching up and playing with a tit, I said, "You are one hot little gal." Smiling, she says, "You ain't seen nothin' yet." She rolls over on top of me with her head between my legs and gets up on her knees, and says, "Eat my cunt again, and put your finger in my ass." I bring her pussy down on my mouth, and she is sucking my cock. I don't think she can get it hard so soon, but I proceed to lick her pussy. I can taste our cum. It's not bad. I take my fingers and get it full of our cum, and tickle her asshole with it. She stops sucking and says, "Put your fingers in my ass." I slip one finger in her tight little hole, she grunts, continues to suck my cock, and I shove my finger all the way in her hole. I'm eating her pussy as I jam my finger in and out of her hole. She's groaning. I can't believe it, but my cock's getting hard again. She lets up on her sucking, wraps one hand around my shaft which is slippery with her saliva, starts to jack me off, and says, "Put more fingers in my ass." So, I shove another one in, and I can feel her muscle loosen up, and then I have three fingers in. "Fuck my asshole baby, fuck it." I am shoving three fingers in and out of her asshole and she is shaking and rams her pussy down on my mouth, and cums a torrent of juice. I drink up as much as I can and she's moaning and crying, "Oh my God, Oh My God, I love it, I love it." I have no more energy left, and I say, "Kristen, I need a break." She lets up on my cock, lifts her pussy off of my face, getting on her knees, and I take my fingers out of her ass. She rolls off of me, turns herself around and lays next to me, still breathing hard. We are both dripping wet. We're silent, just listening to each others breathing. After 10 minutes, I said, "Baby, where did you learn all of that so young.?" She was formulating her answer and then said, "I love sex. I started when I was 13. My tits kept getting bigger and I got a lot of attention from the boys. I had one lover when I was 15 and he was 30. He taught me everything. The more I learned, the more I loved it. He taught me how to use toys, like dildo's and how to suck a cock, and what made me cum, and fucked me in the ass too. I can't get enough of sex, but it's got to be with someone who knows how to fuck, and make me cum and who doesn't mind if I talk dirty. The college boys don't have a clue. Your step daughter told me how to get you and she knew you were ready for a good fuck." I was stunned. "My stepdaughter told you?" "Yeah, we were talking on the train, and she told me you were her step father that I couldn't tell anyone else if I wanted to fuck you." "Oh my God" I stammered. "You know she wants to fuck you too?" "Incredible" I said. "Well, not really", she said, "when was the last time you had a nineteen year old with huge tits and a wet cunt, suck and fuck your brains out?" We talked for an hour. She told me her roommate was not returning this night, and probably no others, as she was with her new boyfriend. Sitting around with a 19 year old with huge tits, a pussy that tasted like honey was not the hardest thing I've ever done. By the end of the night, both of us totally exhausted, and having fucked 2 or three times and all the other wonderful things we did, we slept like babies. I only saw my step daughter once or twice at Senor Frogs and on the beach the rest of the trip. To say that this Spring Break was fantastic, is understating the week. There was no way I could ever forget this trip or Kristen. My relationship with my step daughter had taken on a new level. Kristen and I stayed in touch by phone as much as we could. She would always initiate a conversation about sex, and talk dirty to see who could cum first. Three months later, with a knock on the front door, Kristen said, "Hi, I'm here to suck and fuck, for the summer, want to?" Spring Break in the Sun There is sometimes a wonderful relationship that happens between an aunt and her niece, and develops in a way so secret from her mother, my sister, that the deepest, strongest taboo feelings have risen into her consciousness... risen in such a way that she has become my very own pet. She is 18, so she is youthful and so filled with the desire to please that she jills almost every day, and often tells me what she has imagined me doing with her as she does. One of those things is that she is so aroused by being shared with others my age, other women who also have a craving for someone young, fresh, full of erotic energy. Since I'm not always able to see her, I sometimes write to her and tell her what is on my mind, before I pleasure myself with the thoughts as well. Today i have an image of my young 18 year old niece, and this is what I'm writing to her. So this is what would happen to YOU... my darling niece, visiting me on spring break from your senior year in high school, and celebrating your recent 18th birthday. We flirt and hug at the airport and in the car, erotic feelings flowing already as you trail fingers along my thigh in the car, and tell me about your most recent jilling, and how you flirted with the flight attendant on the plane, leaving buttons undone on purpose and catching her looking. After getting settled inat my rental condo I put on a modest auntie two piece bathing suit and head out to the patio...nice sunshine, a back yard wall... one side wall to the street with an iron gate that is about 8 feet wide, open in the center with bars so it is see-through. On the other side the windows of three, maybe even four other condos can see onto the patio and little strip of back yard. "Put on your teen slut uniform for me, darling, and fetch your leash." I see the glimmer in your eyes before they close to half mast and the sudden intake of breath. I can tell that your heart jumped a beat, and you retreat to your room. soon you emerge, with your cutout bra in hand, and a skimpy pink pair of thong panties, allowing a few of your brown pussy curls to show outside the triangle, and in the other hand your collar. The black velvet one that says "Leslie's" on it, in pink script. Ahhhhh... I see that the holes in your bra need a little attention... I take it as you sit obediently beside me on the couch, watching me use a scissors to enlarge the holes. When we put it onto your sweet body, and I use my fingers to pull your already rigid nipples further out, it serves the purpose even better (sometime, my darling becks, i want you to use an old bra and make one of these for yourself realtime. it would make me go crazy to think of you wearing it when u chat with me, or when u jill thinking about us!) Your areolas are pulled thru the holes as well, and the tightness of the fabric around your firm teen tits makes the ends of them isolated and poking out furiously, altering their real shape, as if being presented for play. I fasten the collar around your neck as you hold up your brown hair. I attach the leash to the ring on the side, and we stand. I walk around you, admiring your bare ass cheeks, pinching each one. "Spread your feet, darling." You slide them apart, and as I circle you again, dragging the leash across your nipples, I admire your firm round bottom even more. slipping one hand along it, and down, onto your inner thighs, and up, from behind, to see if my darling is getting ready. "Ahhhhh, so moist you are, already, my pet? Is your pussy weeping in anticipation?" You nod, "Mew for me." I hear a soft whispered kitty-like mewling, and i let my finger run a little harder over the thin fabric that covers your pussy lips. "Such a good kitty girl you have become for your Aunt Leslie. Now let's go outside." "Go outside??... but Aunt Leslie... I... ahhhh...I'm nearly naked." Your voice is barely above a whisper. " But darling, that is just the point. And it would excite me soooo much." I move to stand in front of you, pulling you closer with your leash, until your bare pointed nipples rest lightly on my round full woman tits, encased in the fabric of my swimsuit top. I lean closer, letting my warm open mouth move to your lower lip, capturing it, sucking it lightly, biting it just a little, and then whispering into your ear. "I have two very special friends who will be, most likely, the only ones to see. I've told them you were coming to visit. I've told them what a delicious teen pet you are for me. Be my slinky kitten girl. Show them. While I whisper, I slide my tits back and forth, scraping across your rigid nipples, caressing them with my fabric covered breasts, even as the movement slides my stomach against yours, my thighs against yours, my mound against yours. I feel you press your hips forward, opening your legs automatically, heeding my unspoken thought. You mew again for me, licking my bare shoulder as we stand, and I know you are ready to please me. I step back, and lead you through the hall to the kitchen, with a sliding glass door to the back patio. We stop by the counter, and I pick up a tube of lipstick, the old fashioned kind that rubs off easily. I smear my lips with it, and then lean down to each of your protruding nipples, suckling, mouthing, depositing a red circle around your exposed areolas, making them more vividly visible against the light color of your cutout bra. I turn you, and paint a heart on the left side of your bottom, a large red mark with "L" in the middle. You are marked. You are mine. We step out into the bright sun, though the patio has a lattice cover over part of it, for a bit of hot day protection. I slip an oversized pair of sunglasses onto your face, making you look saucy, sexy, young and full of life. We walk back and forth on the patio, letting you get used to the feel of it under your bare feet. Then I step out into the small grassy yard, pulling you along. My hand is held high, daintily, like at a show, like one leading her prized possession. You follow with delicate, balanced, measured steps, hands at your sides, but fingers a bit nervously flicking at the sides of your bare thighs. We walk towards the black iron gate at the side, vertical bars spaced wide enough to easily see through, and about 8 feet wide, with a center opening to the street beyond. As we approach it, you notice a few cars cruising slowly by, on the lightly traveled suburban street. I Lead you to the gate, and stand behind you, pressing you to it, until you feel one of the bars between your tits, each fantastic young round orb sticking lewdly out through the openings. I press my mound into your bottom, and you feel the vertical bar all the way down, over your belly, over your barely covered mound. "Rub it back and forth," I whisper into your ear, and I feel your hips move as you slide your pussy mound back and forth against the iron. A few cars pass. A few people glance, but move on, probably not even sure of what they think they saw. "Do you feel exposed, my pet?" You nod. Reach your hands up high, grab the bars. As you reach upwards, I slip my arms around you, through the gap in the bars outside your exposed teen breasts, and reach inward, just with fingertips, to find your nipples, tugging a little, twisting just a little. "Ahhhhhh, Auntie... uuuhhhhh," I hear your little moan. "Good kitty... they are still aroused... they are still rigid for me." One finger moves to your mouth. "Suckle." You open your mouth willingly, eagerly sucking on my finger, then two fingers. I move them in and out and your tongue curls around them, kissing them, sucking them, using your mouth on them in a wicked darling way. When I remove them, coated with your saliva, I smear it on your face... your cheeks, your chin. "I'll be licking that from you later, my love..." We turn parading across the very small yard, until I stop you in front of a bright bougainvillea, its red flowers decorating it tall green bush-like branches. I pluck one and slide it into the waist of your panties, so there is a flower decorating your mound. I pick another for the cleft between your tits, and let it rest there. Standing back to look at you... "So pretty. My young kitty is so verrrry pretty. She should have flowers around her always, and be naked, or almost... always." I reach into the waistband of my suit, and pull out my cell phone... Putting it on speaker, you soon hear a woman's voice, "Well well, Leslie, what do you have out there?" I turn to face across the yard to an upper balcony. "Why don't you step out onto your balcony, Jodi, and see for yourself." "Is this the niece you have been telling us about?"... and then... "OOHHHH my GODD Leslie, she is gorgeous! And she is soooo... well... so exposed." "Of course, Jodi. I have been wanting to show her off for some time, and it is only since I've met you, and learned of your appreciation for sweet teen pet girls that I knew I would take the opportunity." I look at you and notice a slight blush as you stand facing the balcony, obediently letting my friend look at you, talk about you. My phone buzzes, and I take the other call. "Hello, Hello Leslie, this is Marge. Am I seeing what I think I'm seeing?" "Why, yes, Marge, this is my niece Rebecca, come to visit me. Step out on your balcony for a better look." The second floor door next to Jodi's condo opens, and another woman, looking to be in her late 40s steps out. "My goodness, Leslie," the speakerphone crackles, "you were certainly not stretching the truth when you told us about her. "Of course not, Marge." I walk around you, turning you with the leash until your naked bottom is facing them. "Of course, she's older now...growing...and in many ways that is good, because her training has led her to understand how wonderful her body feels when she performs for her auntie. You should see just how wet her pussy is, even now!" I hear your sharp gasp as you realize what I'm telling my friends. "Wiggle, I command." You look at me over your shoulder, and I cock my head...waiting. You smile, understanding, and spread your feet just a little, leaning forward just a little, and wiggling your firm teen ass back and forth for the women to see. "Reach back," I command, and you reach one hand back between your legs, letting your fingers slide over your lips... further, reaching upwards into the groove between your cheeks along the string of your tiny thong. Back and forth you rub yourself, until your fingers are coated with the ample juice flowing from your young pussy. "Feed me." You stand and turn, offering your wet fingers to my mouth. I suckle them, lick them, clean them, smacking the wet sounds into the phone. "But you two, my dear friends, are so far away. It must be hard to see. Why don't you come over for a glass of wine. Rebecca will be glad to serve us, won't you my dear?" I put the phone to your mouth. "Yes, Aunt Leslie. I will serve you." My friends Jodi and Marge disappear into their condos, and I lead you back into the kitchen. "you are such a sweetheart, Becks! I know my friends will be so delighted to...meet you... I mean... SEE you, close up." Stopping to press you back against the counter and rub my thighs against yours... slipping one leg between yours and leaning in to kiss you. So obediently you open your mouth, knowing what your wicked auntie likes... we kiss.. tongues mesh, and I let my saliva slide into your mouth... pulling away a bit, I watch as you taste it, mix it... get it ready with your own, and we kiss again. Opening my mouth I take it all back, mine mixed with yours, the wetness from our mouths turning us on with the huge intimacy that kissing, tonguing, sharing body fluids does for us. I find a bottle of red wine on the counter...a nice Italian montepulciano...open it and find some glasses as I hear a knock on the door. Pour three glasses of that, my pet, and I'll answer the door. Eagerly, Marge and Jodi step in, both dressed in shorty tops that button, thin for the warm weather, clearly no bra as Marge is a D cup, Jodi is a C cup like me, full, rounded, swaying as they walk, and with nipples already extended. Marge has on a pair of athletic type shorts, loose in the legs. Jodi has on a shorty denim skirt that just covers her bottom...buttons down the front, the bottom one undone so when she sits, a bright green patch is visible when she parts her knees. Jodi is blonde...bottle blonde, very light. She wears her hair in a pony tail today, pulled back as if to make herself look younger. She is a bit younger than I am, early thirties. Red lipstick and not much other makeup. I think she got herself a little bit dolled up for us. Her fingernails and toenails are bright red. Marge's hair is darker, with highlights and green fingernails, and toenails that show thru her sandals. She sits in the corner of the couch where Jodi landed. I give them both a big hug and a kiss on the lips, knowing you can see me from the angle of the doorway...I ask if they are ready to be S E R V E D by my teen pet, and they giggle.. ."Of course... all the serving she will do... if she really does..." Sort of a dare in their voices... I walk back to the kitchen and you pick up the glasses of wine... I take your leash, step up to give you a kiss, teeth on your lower lip...They are my very best friends, darling... I hope you are ready to continue the little show you did outside. My fingers slide over your nipples, find them still hard... and down to your curly mound, showing around the edges of the tiniest thong patch that mostly covers your groove... As I lead you into the living room, their eyes get wide, following your careful steps, and recognizing how beautiful you really are, closer up... how pink and rigid your nipples are, how firm and lush your thighs and your rounded teen bottom are. You hold the tray of glasses carefully as I stop, then circle around, turning you as if for inspection. "Don't worry, ladies, my little niece Becks will be...ahhhhh... available for closer inspection shortly. Are you ready for some wine?" I take the tray from you, setting it on a coffee table, and then lift one glass, holding it at your waist level. "Dip," I command. You giggle, then as I tug your leash, you lean over, bent at the waist until your nipples point straight down. I lift one of the glasses of cool wine until the tip of your teen tit is immersed in it, and then hand it to Jodi. "OHHHH godddd." she croaks. We repeat, using your other nipple for Marge's wine, and she asks if this is the way I always take my wine when you are around. I answer that any way I can use the body tastes from my darling teen is how I take it... As you stand, the drops of nectar drip from your tits and run down your belly, glistening, until I use my forefinger to slide upwards, collecting it and raising it to your mouth, where you eagerly clean me with your tongue. Marge observes, "She certainly seems to know just what you want her to do! Is she always so willing?" I repeat my action, this time sliding my fingers upward over your wet nipples, and feeding you the tiny bits of red wine. I take my time, noticing how the red stains your light cutout bra a bit. It will be a good reminder of our adventure today, I think to myself. "Ohhhh yes," I finally respond. "She is ever so willing, always, aren't you, my pet?" It isn't really a question, but you smile and nod your head, shaking your wavy brown hair that frames your lovely girl face. As I sample my own wine, I tug your leash again, leading you closer to my friends... they sip their wine as if casual participants in a pageant, or at a party, and I lead you past them, one by one, turning you...then back to stand in front of Jodi. "Spread." Your feet slide apart, stretching the limit of the tiny thong patch that covers your teen pussy. Again it slips inside your lips, almost disappearing into your groove. After a moment, I whisper, "Turn." You turn your back to her, and I back you up a step or two until you feel Jodi's knee between your own. "You may explore her, Jodi," I offer. "She rather enjoys a bit of exploring, don't you my pet?" Again you nod, even more eagerly this time, and without hesitation Jodi reaches out and palms your taught ass...one side, then the other, kneading each supple half almost like a massage. We both notice that Marge, watching intently, has begun to caress her nipples through her top. Jodi caresses your ass, the insides and backs of your thighs, the small of your back, and then with a sigh, she sits back and begins to unbutton her own top. I tug your leash, leading you to the next station, in front of Marge. Her turgid nipples clearly on display now, and she shamelessly pinches and tugs at them through the fabric. "You can take the girls out, darling. My Becks rather likes the look of full heavy woman tits, and if I wish her to, she will make them feel ever so good for you." I hear a little whimper from you, deep in your throat at the thought, and I position you, standing first with your back to Marge. "Bend," I command. Your feet move apart and you bend at the waist, exposing your ass to my friend as she sips her wine, caresses her own nipples, and murmurs how absolutely wicked and taboo it is to have a niece so well trained. I slide a large square hassock in front of you, so that you can rest your hands on it, supporting yourself so bent over. "it's a shame she is so covered though," Marge offers. "The string from that thong is soooo in the way." I hand Marge the leash, extending from the front of your collar through your legs as you stand bent over with your feet spread, and I quickly retrieve a scissors from the kitchen. "You are sooo right, my friend... here... this will do." I slide the blade along the top of your ass, and SNIP... the thong string is released, and falls away, still fastened to the triangle of cloth that is wedged into your pouty pussy lips. "Ahhhhh," Marge mutters, immediately reaching out to spread your ass cheeks wider, exposing you even more to her close inspection. "How delicious she looks." Tugging on the leash a little, which pulls your head further down, she reaches down and grasps the hanging string, pulling the remaining triangle slowly from between your pussy lips. We notice you shiver at the feeling...the feeling of the fabric sliding against your most intimate parts, and the knowledge that you are now completely exposed, feet spread, leaning over for inspection. you can almost feel the heat of their eyes as they look at you. I step up and take the leash from Marge, and standing at your head, I slide it tight again, against your ever so exposed rosebud, covering it much like the string from your thong had hidden it. "Sssssss," I hear... a hiss from Jodi..."she is SOO overdressed when you hide her that way!" "Ahhhh," I counter, pulling again on the leash, "but look how it snugs into her sweet teen pussy, rubbing her clit a little. Why, my young FOX is almost dripping. Would you check her out, Jodi?" I release the leash momentarily, and Jodi leans forward to run her soft hand up your thigh until the back of her knuckles makes contact with your pussy, pushing the leather of the leash further into your slit. She rolls her knuckles sideways, again, and again, pushing your swollen lips further apart. I hear you whimper as I stand at your head, stroking your hair. "You may move your hips, darling, if it pleases you." Immediately I see your pelvis dip against Jodi's knuckles, pushing, lifting, settling as if seeking it. Jodi hold herself still and gasps as she feels you fucking her fist, rolling your slippery pussy against it, the leather of the leash trapped against your clit. Spring Break in the Sun There is a movement as Marge stands, drops her shorts and opens her top, releasing her full, heavy tits, and settles back onto the couch, ever so close to Jodi, lifting her tits in her palms, eyes wide with lust as she watches you arouse yourself on Jodi's hand. "I think it is time for this slut girl to show you how she can use her mouth," I announce. "Would you like that, sweet Becks? Would you enjoy to show my friends how talented you are?" You nod, mewing, raising your eyes in a pleading look at me, your hips continuing to move in lewd fucking movements even though Jodi has removed her hand and is sitting back on the couch again, her short skirt pulled up to her waist, her top off now, caressing her own nipples next to Marge. Their warm bodies vaguely touching at the shoulder, the hip, the thigh as they watch you. "On your back, pet." Quickly you roll over on the table, your head at the end, your knees wide apart with your teen bottom just at the other end, your pussy wide open and on display, pointing at my two aroused friends, and I slide your leash aside. You notice that your auntie's big woman tits have been freed, and I stand naked above you now... "Marge... Jodi... watch how she suckles." I lean over until my tits hang and sway just above your mouth, teasing you. I hear you whimper again, your head moving side to side, as if chasing them as I let them hang. Then I lower them, and lower my head as well, to your sweet teen tits, capturing them, unfastening your bra and casting it aside so you can be completely naked and exposed to me, and my girlfriends. "Press them together, pet." And you press your tits together for me to suckle, even as I lower mine to your mouth, I feel you eagerly pull my nipple inside... one, then the other... "Ohhh Godd," Marge exclaims, "Look at her mouth move... look how she pulls Leslie's nipples down as she suckles...milking them!" "And look at her glistening pussy, how it moves, tightens, almost as if she is having her spasms already," Jodi adds. "I will be wanting a taste of that, when Leslie makes her ready." "Jodi!" I smile broadly..."Jodi, she is ready... just test her pussy... see if it is hot enough for you yet." Jodi slides to the floor, moving between your legs, admiring how smooth and tight your skin is, how your curly pubic hair frames your pussy so perfectly. She leans in and blows on your wet lips, and I feel you shiver, and gurgle in your throat, without releasing my ever hardening nipple from your lips. "Lift your knees, my pet. Show yourself properly." Instantly your knees rise and spread, until they nearly touch your girl tits. They are far back enough for me to grasp your calves and pull further, wider, which spreads you, opening your groove to show the little button clit poking out at top, and exposes your puckered star below, just riding over the edge of the table. Jodi leans in and we can hear her inhale deeply. "Heavenly," she whispers. "She smells of sex, of beautiful pungent teen girl sex. I think she is ready." Jodi leans forward again, and lets a mouthful of her drool drop onto your pussy lips...it runs down your groove, and into the cleft of your ass, settling there at your winking anus. "Work it in, Jodi," we hear Marge chime in. "Tell me how she feels. Is she warm? Is she smooth as silk?" We look back to see how Marge is cupping her larger tits, turning them upwards so that she can lick the tips of her own nipples as she examines your naughty exposed pussy , watches you working your mouth on my tits as instructed, watches Jodi run her index finger lewdly down your slit, gathering juice and then lightly circling your anus, probing it, wetting it, feeling its texture. "Oh, Marge, you should feel her, she is so silky, so warm...so beautiful, and see how her legs quiver when I touch her so?" Marge quickly jumps to the floor beside Jodi, giving her friend a lingering kiss on the lips. Together they look intently at you, and I push your ankles outward, trying to spread you even wider for their eyes. Marge caresses your thighs, moving her hands upwards on each side until she can hold you firmly, fingers to the outside, and thumbs prying your engorged labia aside. "See how wet she is inside, Jodi? See her beautiful sexy inner lips? Give her some more spit." Jodi leans forward and again lets a gob of drool slide from her mouth onto your open channel. I feel you mew deeply in your throat as you feel the warm wetness, and you know exactly what it is, what they are doing as they examine you. Marge uses her thumbs to gather Jodi's spit and rub it directly into your inner lips, then upwards with one slippery digit, circling your clit, all around it, but not directly on it. I hear a cry as you release my tit, and I see your hips rise, moving even as I hold your legs wide. "Be careful, friends, it looks like she is already close to an orgasm. You should SEE her orgasm!" I say to them. "Oh, Leslie,,, can we?... can we watch it happen?" "Whenever you want...and as often as you want, ladies." I move forward enough to capture your head between my knees, pinning you in place. "I will hold her here, just like this, wide, so you can see how it looks when she cums." Jodi slides her middle finger more lewdly from your pussy downward, slippery and wet, until it reaches your asshole, and then slides in to one knuckle, then all the way... Marge continues to hold your pussy open with her thumbs, sliding one of them upwards again, to find your protruding clit, and rests her thumbnail just under it...and then... FLICK... snapping it upward, making your moan and jump...then the pad of her thumb descends onto your clit from above, and then back and forth across the tip of it, adding pressure, rolling it, countering your increasing hip thrusts as your orgasm gets close. Together my two friends continue to caress your pussy, sliding fingers inside it, curling them to stroke the inner walls, rolling and massaging your clit, and all with one finger filling your tender ass. Your hips move faster, seeking the touches, and your whimpering gets louder. "You may cum, darling," I say, reaching down to tug your nipples outward. "You may let it go any time you want it." "OOHHHHHHHHH loooook!!" Jodi cries, and Marge breaks their kiss to examine your spasms. Your anus and your pussy clench and unclench and spasm again, tightening around their fingers as waves of release wash upward from your hot young pussy into your belly. I feel you nibbling, licking at my inner thigh as they continue, keeping you high, keeping you cumming for them to see, even while your pussy juices flow out over their hands. Minutes go by, and I hear you groan, exhausted, and I release your legs. Marge and Jodi tenderly let them down, resting on the edge of the table, and caress your thighs, your belly, your mound, soaked with the wetness of sexual pleasure. "Is she finished?" Marge asks. "You did say that you can make her orgasm over and over, sometimes. "Are you finished, darling girl?" I ask, echoing Marge's question. Silently you shake your head, then whisper, "No Miss Aunt Leslie. Do you want me again?" "I do, my pet... My wonderful sweet pet. But I think outside, where the air is fresh and the sun is warm, and there may even be others who would like to see my beautiful prize." Rebecca smiled, and kissed my legs again. Spring Break Lust James Morgan was an amazing man. Standing at 6'2", 220lbs he had a more then appealing body type. His occasionally messy brown hair hung just over his light green eyes. He almost possessed a boyish charm. The years had been good to him. He was set to turn forty two in two days. Bailey just wanted to stay home. The young twenty three year old just wanted a spring break for once all to herself. Between nearly full time work and full time school, Bailey never had a moment to herself anymore. And the moment her mother had mentioned meeting up with her uncle for his birthday over the weekend before the start of spring break made her heart sink in her chest. She didn't have any plans set up, but then again, she had barely any time to even regroup with her friends to find out what they were doing. It made her wish she'd chosen to go to a college out of state. With a heavy sigh, Bailey agreed to her mother's request. She never really saw much of her family anymore anyway. And she'd been seven the last time she'd seen Uncle James. She couldn't even really remember what he looked like. The least she could do was enjoy the weekend in Los Angeles and wish him a good birthday. The drive was killer. She was just thankful she brought her iPod and a few magazines. Traffic up I5 from Oceanside was crazy. The tourists were out in full force and acting like right idiots. With her mother and father discussing this and that in the front, Bailey flipped through a Cosmo mag, giggling a little at the 10 worst sex mishaps and 7 signs he's cheating on you. Bailey never really considered herself someone that read Cosmo. She was short, barely making 5'4". Her plain brown hair hug layered around her shoulders. Nothing too special. Her lips were tiny, not half bad, but injections might be a must in the future. The only thing she really admired about herself was her eyes. She had a wicked set of dark eyes. In her opinion they even had a pretty shape to them. Not exactly bedroom eyes, but beautiful enough to get complimented on them once or twice. It made her feel good. And then there was the bust issue. After much ridicule throughout middle school, she'd been made fun of (as some girls are) about her larger bust size. Bailey was a healthy girl, weighing about 140lbs. She played softball so she had a bit of muscle on her. But her breasts were ridiculous in her opinion. Thirty four D's. She'd joke about how the cup of her bra could often cover her face. Needless to say she wasn't all that fond of them (even if they did earn her a few drinks when she went out with friends). After four hours in a car from San Diego to LA, Bailey sighed in relief as she saw the large city buildings a few miles off. "So are we staying in a hotel, dad?" "Nah, your uncle's got a big enough place. Offered us a room." Her father chuckled, "He says it works as payment for the gas we had to spend getting up here." Her parents were nerds, but she loved them. Pulling up in the scenic driveway, Bailey tucked her things away in her backpack and was out the car door before her dad even put it in park. The property was impressive. He had to have someone doing his lawn. It was too nice. The trees and bushes, the green grass. Her parents could barely keep the grass yellow in some places in their back yard. Pulling an earbud from her iPod out of one of her ears, she looked over a large flowered bush. Little blue flowers littered the heads of each stem. "It's lilac." The voice made a chill run up her spine. It was warm but had a sense of power behind it. Bailey licked her lips and swallowed quickly before turning around to face the warm smile of the man towering above her. And god was he gorgeous. "You must be Bailey." His chuckle was deep, resonating from deep within his chest. "I haven't seen you since you were, gosh, you had to have just started learning how to ride a bike. Looks like your parents raised you up right." She could feel warmth spreading in her cheeks...and other places as she smiled back. Laughing lightly, she looked down at her feet briefly before looking back up at him, "That'd be me. I guess you're Uncle James?" "Meh, don't bother with the Uncle bit. I'm happy with just James." Bailey could feel herself staring and the heat was spreading further. To try and dampen the awkwardness, she went to open her mouth to continue the conversation, but her parents soon interjected. She was safe for now. After getting everything settled in the spare room, which in Bailey's opinion was far too small for her and her parents even if it was a king sized bed, they all headed out for dinner. James took them to a local sushi bar. Her parents reminisced a bit with her uncle as she listened intently. Her parents may have been nerds, but they did have good stories, and by the end of the evening she was thankful that they, nor had her uncle, noticed the inappropriately long glances she'd stolen all night. Stealing away to the bathroom once they were back at her uncle's, Bailey did her nightly routine of getting ready for bed. Doing her best to put the thoughts of Uncle James aside. He was hot as hell, but he was still her uncle. Family was family. And the notion of incest was just...weird. After everyone said their good nights, Bailey tried to sleep. The bed was crowded, and to make matters worse, her father's snoring was keeping her up. Groaning, she pulled herself out of bed and walked out into the hall. Her cotton pj pants hung low on her hips and the tank top she was wearing was getting to the point where she needed to get a new one. Worn but comfortable for now. Too busy rubbing her eyes, from wanting to close them, Bailey ran into something solid. "What the fu-....Uncle James?" There was that familiar chuckle again. "Hey, what'd I say about that uncle bit? What are you doing up?" She explained her situation. "Well you could sleep in my room. It's snore free." With a smile, she accepted, following her uncle down the hall. "I've got a king in my room too. You don't mind sharing do you?" The blush crept into her cheeks once more. Thank god it was dark. "Yeah, that's fine. As long as I can get some sleep I'll be alright." He gave her a tight, strong hug around her shoulders before leading her into his room. The navy blue sheets where already turned down. "So what were you up for anyway, Unc-...James?" "Oh, just needed to stretch my legs. I don't really sleep all that well at night." He explained how that since his divorce he didn't really have a restful sleep. Too much stress between the split and work. "Kinda sounds like my life. I mean, my problems are minimal to yours, but you know what I mean. Busy all the time and stuff." James nodded, "I envy you. I really do. What I'd do to go back and do it all again." He chuckled again, "Definitely would learn from my mistakes." Bailey smiled and nodded before walking to the end of the bed. God this felt odd. Uncomfortable, but there was no way she was going to go back to the other room. "So uh..what side do you sleep on?" He pointed to the right side, as he pulled off his bathrobe. Briefs. Plaid ones that seemed to be tight in all the right places. Fuck this was odd. She shouldn't be feeling like this. Crawling into bed, Bailey followed a few moments after, laying down and pulling the blankets up to her neck. God his chuckle hit a nerve, "Cold? I can turn the air off." "Oh, no, I'm fine." She smiled, taking a breath before putting her arms over the sheets, "Well...goodnight." She smiled before rolling over but was far from able to sleep at this moment. "Night." He rolled onto his respective side and closed his eyes. Bailey couldn't get him out of her head, and she hardly noticed as her hands went for a walk under those covers. She licked her lips as her fingers slid under the elastic waistband of her pj pants. She nearly needed to slap a hand over her mouth from cooing as her hand ran over her soft mound and down between her legs. She was wet. Wet over this whole situation. She really did try to not think about how much she'd like to move over and touch him, maybe even kiss him. No. This was wrong. But this felt too good to be that wrong. Bailey's fingers rubbed slightly at her now dripping sex. She drew in a soft breath as her fingertips worked her clit for a moment. The thought of his fingers there instead made her moan softly. She managed to turn her head quickly enough to let the pillow muffle it. Her hips arched forward as she rubbed a finger over her slit. His fingers would be bigger, but fuck, that would feel good. Drawing in a sharp breath, she inserted one of her fingers. Slowly fingering herself, she slipped her other hand down, working her clit again. She thought of him sucking hungrily at it, his fingers probing her deep. She soon found herself coming. Slackjawed, her body tightened and shook as she came all over her fingers silently. All that could be heard now was the sound of her heavy breathing. Licking her fingers clean, Bailey closed her eyes and hoped that now that she'd done something that risky she might be able to drop this silly obsession. The morning came and everyone was up. They drove over to the beach, checked out a few places here and there and then went out to dinner again. All in all, it was a busy day. And the only thing Bailey could think of the whole day was her uncle and last night. Bailey knew damn well she wouldn't be able to sleep in the same room as her parents again. So taking a breath, she moved to her uncle's room, knocking on the door. There was a sound of rustling bedsheets and feet padding toward the door. She wasn't expecting her uncle to answer the door in a similar pair of briefs he wore the night before...and just that. Bailey swallowed audibly. "Uh, do you um....could I sleep here tonight?" He hardly even hesitated with his nod, "Yeah, of course." Taking a step back, he let her in. God he was gorgeous. The guy held a good six pack, not as defined as a twentysomething's, but damn good for a guy his age. Bailey had to snap herself out of staring, moving back over to her side of the bed, "Thanks. Mom and dad said you offered to let me stay over for spring break. I might take you up on the offer. I need a good vacation." "Trust me, it's not a problem. I'd be more then happy for the company." They exchanged a smile before laying back. "Well, goodnight." He turned over. Bailey yawned as she rolled onto her side, trying not to think of the man behind her...in those damn underwear. He had to be well endowed. Realistically he had to be about seven inches at least. A man that good looking and built had to have something complimenting it all. She had to stop this. It wasn't right and...what was that sound? Bailey's eyes opened slightly. There were sounds of slight shallow breathing. Carefully looking over her shoulders, she could see her uncle's arm moving under the sheets. He couldn't be... The half choked groan proved it in her mind though. He was jerking off. Right next to her! Bailey wasn't sure what to do. After a moment, she spoke up, "Uncle James?" The movement stopped, as did the breathing. His voice sounded slightly strained, "Yeah, what's uh...what's on your mind." She hadn't thought past this point yet. Damnit. "What are you doing?" Oh double damnit! She could have smacked herself hard in the head at that. She squinted her eyes shut tightly, hoping he heard her wrong even. There was a long pause before her uncle sighed, "I'm...I'm sorry, Bailey, I couldn't help myself. I mean, after what you did last night, I...I couldn't stop thinking about it." Oh god. He'd heard her last night. But wait...he was masturbating to...her? Sitting up on his elbows, James wiped his face, "I'm sorry, I really am. But just you..." Bailey shook her head, "It's ok, really. It's oddly flattering, I guess you could say." "Are you sure?" "...yeah, I am." After a moment that warm chuckle seemed closer then it had before and it felt wonderful. James had moved in behind her, spooning her backside. A strong arm moved around her middle, pulling her close. "I'm not going to do something you don't want." Her breath caught in her chest. This was so wrong. "It's ok. I can't get this out of my head." His hand flattened on her stomach, fingers splaying out as it slowly moved down to the waistband she'd played with the night before. Fingers itching under the elastic. Moving ever so slowly over her mound and down between her legs. So very wrong. "Oh...mmm, Uncle James...I mean James...fuck." The anticipation was killing her. She wanted him to touch her, fuck her. She wanted to feel every part of him around her now. Horribly wrong. "Is it just physical attraction that gets you off? Or is it the fact that I'm your uncle? Because if that's what's turning you on too, please call me uncle." Her body shuddered as his fingertips stroked over her sex. Her legs parted for his hand as a thumb brushed over her clit, causing her to moan out slightly. They were family. He was her uncle and...and fucking hell this was hot. "I...it turns me on." At her words he rubbed a finger against her entrance, slicking his finger up before pressing his digit into her. She moaned again, hips bucking slightly. "Say it." His fucking voice! The deep growl to it drove her crazy. "I want you, Uncle James." She moaned out again, a little louder this time as he pushed in a second finger. Fucking her slowly with skill. "Want me to fuck you, little niece?" Bailey nodded, looking back at him over her shoulder, her voice squeaking, "Please, Uncle James." She nearly whimpered as he pulled his fingers from her pussy, but she found herself moaning a little at the sight of him licking his fingers clean. Moving over Bailey, he pushed off her tanktop, revealing her large breasts, "Fuck your tits are beautiful." Bailey barely could get a word out as he'd wrapped his lips around one of her nipples, suckling hungrily on it as he pinched tightly on the other. She cried out, her back arching violently. This wasn't the first time she'd had sex, but her first two times weren't exactly anything special. The guy she'd fucked hadn't had a clue what he was doing, and was far more inexperienced then her uncle here. It was like every time Uncle James touched her it caused her body to convulse in pleasure. Her pj pants and panties came next, his hand moving back to cover her pussy. Teasingly pressing a digit barely into her, he grinned as it made her whimper and writhe. "Tell me you want me to fuck you." "Please fuck me, Uncle James." He used a second finger, "Louder. Beg for me, baby." She cried out, body begging for more then just this, "Oh god, please fuck me, Uncle James. I need you inside me." Bailey hadn't realized she was squeezing her breasts during this, pinching her nipples wantonly as he fingered her. "I can't take it anymore. Please fuck my pussy." His briefs finally came off, revealing his well sized cock, already oozing precum at the tip. "Such a good little niece, aren't you?" Leaning down, he pressed a heavy kiss to her lips as he rubbed the juices from her pussy over his cock, rubbing the head against her entrance, "Ready for me, baby?" Bailey nodded, head thrashing to the side as she could feel his cock pushing past her lips and between her tight walls. "Oh god..that feels so good." He stilled for a moment once he was to the hilt, then he started thrusting into her. Slowly at first, his hips rolling to meet hers. But her heated whimpers and moans drove him to speed up. Moaning out, Bailey clutched to his shoulders, her hips arching to meet his thrusts. Her body shuddering at the sound of his balls slapping against her ass with the force of each thrust. "So good...fuck me, Uncle James...fuck your naughty little niece." Their breathing grew heavier by the second and that familiar tightening in her stomach returned. "I'm gonna come. Fuck I'm gonna come." She moaned as she hooked her legs around his hips, heels digging into his lower back. "That's my girl...come around my cock, baby. Wanna feel your tight little pussy come around me." A few more thrusts and her body tightened, walls contracting around him as she came, moaning his name out. Panting once she came down from her high, she looked up at her uncle, a smirk on her face. Rocking back against him, she pulled his face down, looking down between them, "That's it...fuck your little niece's pussy. You like that? Wanna come inside your little niece's pussy?" He nodded, grunting as he was so close. "Mmm, come inside me. I wanna feel you come inside me, Uncle James. Please come inside me." Growling loudly, she could feel his cock stir inside her, the feel of his spunk releasing inside of her. It was fucking great. Both panting and in a heap, Bailey looked up at her uncle with a satisfied smile, "Hey Uncle James?" Lifting his head from her shoulder, he looked over her face, "Yeah, Bailey?" She licked her drying lips, "If I stay this week...can I stay in your bed too?" That damn chuckle, she swore it made her nipples harden when he did that. "Yeah, every night." Bailey smiled. This was going to be a good spring break. James smiled back. This was going to be the best birthday ever. Spring Break Party Christina, Chuck and Jeff had been friends since elementary school. Now in college, they thought nothing of sharing an apartment. Others didn't see it that way, though, with Chuck and Jeff frequently asked by other guys if they shared Christina too. "She's just a roommate and childhood friend," Chuck and Jeff would tell them, smiling. A week before spring break the three decided to throw a small spring farewell party since most of their friends took off for Florida's popular beaches. Their college seemed more like a happy dream than a school so, naturally, the three roommates decided to stay on campus during spring break. The college was only a couple of miles from the ocean and a few blocks from the town business district. With a short walk, the students could head for the beach, shop in small exotic shops, or dine in fine restaurants, not just fast food joints. A couple days before the party, Christina and Chuck spent time cleaning up their modest two-bedroom apartment. On the ground floor with it's own balcony, access to the complex's swimming pool and, with Jeff working on the decorations, they knew the party would be a hit. "This is going to be fun," Christina said to Chuck excitedly as they unpacked the rest of the food. "Oh Jeff, wow!" was all Christina could say as she brought the beautiful burning Chinese lanterns to the balcony where two long folding tables were covered in flowered tablecloths. "Yeah, I had a few friends from art class help with the ice sculptures and fruit bowls," Jeff said as he smiled at Christina. "You look lovely as ever, too," he said as he took in the short, dark blue silk dress she was wearing. “You both look great,” Christina said to Chuck and Jeff as she eyed their tall, freshly washed denim and T-shirt clad bodies. Peeling her gaze away slowly she said, "Well, we should get the food going before everyone arrives. Chuck and Jeff tended the grill while Christina put finishing touches on the party, slipping some CD's into the stereo, setting out the salads and trays. As the party got into full swing the three roommates were able to join in, making their rounds, eating some great food and joining conversations. As it got later and later some people were lounging on the balcony talking lazily as they sipped on their drinks, went out for some pool fun, or played in some of the games Christina, Chuck, and Jeff had for the party. Out in the pool a game of volleyball, guys against girls, started. “Come on, girls, you can hit the ball harder than that,” Jeff yelled over the net. “Maybe, if you get over here and let us climb on your shoulders,” brunette Terri said as she winked at the guys. Many mishaps later – Sandy’s bikini top coming undone, Ray’s shorts coming off while jumping too high and Mark missing the ball and the net entirely and falling into the girls – they decided to call it a tie. After they had made their way back in and dried off there was an outburst of laughter and comments as everyone watched Christina and a couple of her girlfriends having fun with the ice sculpture of “David.” “Hey, Kristen you look like a natural sucker,” Chuck said as he winked at her. “Anyone for some licker,” Jeff laughed as he watched Christina and Marie, both giggling, give David’s icy cock a long lick. “How about a game of truth or dare?” Dan, from their psychology class, asked. “Sure!” everyone responded. Starting off Jeff gave the bottle a spin. Jeff laughed when it stopped in front of Chuck. “Truth or dare, old buddy,” Jeff asked Chuck. “Definitely truth,” Chuck said as he let out a laugh. “Ok,” Jeff said as he glanced around the room. “Alright I got one for you, is it true you’ve dialed the phone number of Jessica -- ‘Hot pants’ -- from art class?” “Argh, ya got me,” Chuck said as he blushed a little. All the girls laughed at this and began to ask Chuck and the rest of the guys if they had ever dialed their numbers. Halfway through the game, after they’d enjoyed Kristen’s dare for Rob to kiss her, Dan dared Christina to dance with him. Chuck and Jeff, who were watching Christina’s dare overheard some guys saying, "I'd like to be that dress she's wearing. It hugs all the right curves," said one. "Damn, I bet she's not even wearing panties," said another. Chuck and Jeff both glanced at each other. Both felt a jolt of jealousy as they watched their Christina engaged in a slow erotic dance. "A little too much to drink tonight?" Jeff inquired as he twirled Christina into his arms after cutting in. "I haven't had that much to drink tonight, it was my dare!" Christina said as she gazed innocently into Jeff's blue eyes. "Looked like more than a dare," Chuck said to Christina as Jeff passed her off into his arms. "Honestly you guys are acting like big, protective brothers," Christina purred as she stared up at Chuck. "Do I feel like a brother?" Chuck asked Christina as he snaked his hand down to the small of her back and pressed her body closer to the hard bulge in the front of his jeans. "No!" Christina gasped as Chuck swirled her back into Jeff's waiting arms. "Yes, do we feel like brothers?" Jeff murmured in Christina's ear huskily as he slipped his hands along the silky fabric of her dress until he was cupping her firm ass and pressed his rock hard erection into the soft crevice between her thighs. The breath caught in her throat as she stepped back a bit and put some space between their bodies. The last thing she needed was for her two best friends and a room full of people to witness her weak side where these two were concerned. She had dated each of them briefly in high school, but they had agreed they liked being ‘just friends’ better. “I think Kristen needs a dance now,” Christina whispered into Jeff’s ear. So with the lights turned down low and soft music now drifting through the apartment. Couples engaged in the art form most like making love. Christina let out a gasp against Dan’s mouth as he leaned and gave her slow kiss before letting her go. She felt herself getting wet. “Thanks for the dance,” Dan said as he smiled at her. “Anytime, Dan,” Christina said huskily, meaning it. Christina couldn’t help feeling a twinge of jealousy herself as she looked over and saw Chuck lean and whisper something in cute Marie’s ear as they slowly swayed to the music. It was the last dance. The party started to break up and the trio enjoyed the appreciation of their guests as they departed. "What got into you guys tonight?" Christina asked after everyone had gone. "Nothing," Both guys murmured in unison, raising Christina's curiosity another notch. Suddenly a light entered her eyes as she walked sinuously across the room to them. "You guys want some fun with your best friend don't you?" Christina teased. "Bring it on, babe," Jeff dared her as he winked at Chuck. He didn't think she'd actually be brave enough to take them both on sexually and he knew her pretty well. Sure, she'd slept with each of them separately in high school and, being guys, Chuck and Jeff had compared notes. She was hot, they had decided, but missed that little something. So the dating stopped but, long ago, they had decided they'd test her limits and fuck her together sometime in the future. The two thought tonight might finally be the time, and they were right, with Christina having had one drink more than usual – which meant two drinks. Christina smiled to herself. She wasn't drunk but she was confident in a way that she was sure would be gone in the morning. So it made her say, "You're on darling!" Jeff smiled at Chuck. "It was your idea, guys, so no backing out at the sight of each other's cocks," She smiled at them with the hint of an evil grin. "Oh no, it'll be more of a turn-on to see our cock's buried in you together," Jeff grinned right back at her. Christina swallowed a bit at this. Admittedly she'd done some wild stuff in her time, but this this went way beyond anything she'd done. "Come on, let’s stop talking and start doing, my cock is beginning to ache," Chuck smiled as he led Christina toward her bedroom with Jeff following closely behind. The dance began again with each of them standing around her bed undressing slowly. Clothes gone, Christina, nude, climbed in the middle of the bed on her hands and knees. The sight of her beautiful tits begging to be sucked and her moist cunt, soft and glistening, spurred the guys into action. Jeff positioned himself behind her, running his hands along the smooth satin skin of her back and firm little ass. Teasing tormenting her as the rigid shaft of his arousal brushed and pressed ever so lightly against the crack of her ass. Chuck slid underneath her body and was busying his tongue over her hard nipples sending sparks straight to her pussy. His hand moved along her belly to tease her lips apart and rub teasingly at her clit. "Mmm, God," She moaned as she pressed her ass hard against Jeff's erection pressed between her cheeks. "Ooh, now!" She hissed as Chuck’s fingers teased and tormented her pulsing clit. "Oh, yeah!" she screamed as Jeff rubbed the head of his cock along her slit. Chuck's fingers on her clit was driving her to the edge. As she lay on Chuck’s body she grasped his cock and heard him groan as she slid his cock deep in her mouth and began to suck wildly as Jeff pushed his cock into her pussy. She kept tonguing the tip of Chuck’s cock and sucking until he was fucking his cock into her mouth. Precum was streaming into her mouth, forcing her to swallow and suck harder. Deep in her pussy, Jeff's cock began to swell as he pumped in and out. Each time he went in deeper he picked up speed until his balls were slapping against her swollen cunt. Jeff’s movement behind Christina was pushing her mouth further and further down Chuck’s thick swollen member. Chuck could feel her moaning and humming as she sucked him harder and harder. His cock swelled even more and he passed the point of no return so he pressed his fingers at her clit and rubbed furiously. Suddenly her body bucked hard between them as her orgasm hit. Jeff grabbed her ass roughly and ground his cock in as he sprayed his cum up in her pulsing pussy. Chuck's cock exploded in her mouth, cum leaking out the sides of her lips as she swallowed. All three of them collapsed. She slid her mouth off Chuck's cock and rested her head on him. Then she felt Jeff's cock slip out of her as he collapsed resting his head on her back. Being young, their interest and strength came back quickly. Jeff put little butterfly kisses along Christina’s beautiful spine. Soon she felt Chuck kissing lightly along her inner thighs every so often licking at her pussy to taste her. Finally they all rolled on their backs, side by side, limbs entwined and hands stroking sensitive bodies. "Wow," Jeff breathed lightly, coming out of his near sleep. "Mmm, yeah," Chuck and Christina murmured in unison. Chuck lifted up and rested on his elbow as he caressed Christina's body. Jeff leaned over and started to slowly kiss her, loving the taste of her mouth. She started squirming a little as Chuck's fingers found and began to rub and tease her peak-sensitive nipples. Still kissing Jeff, Christina lifted up and straddled Chuck's body pushing him back on the bed. Jeff pulled back as he watched her lift up slightly and take Chuck's hardening cock into her pussy. "Oh God, yes," Chuck moaned as she pumped and fucked her pussy on his cock. Jeff now completely erect stood in front of Christina and shoved his cock into her mouth. "Mmm. Yeah. Suck it, honey," he moaned as she sucked and bobbed her head on his cock. Chuck, underneath her, grabbed her ass and fucked his cock up into her pussy. Jeff could feel her moaning on his cock as her pussy rode up and down on Chuck. Chuck bounced her body faster, shoving Jeff’s cock deeper in her mouth, as he felt her body stiffen. He looked up and caught sight of Jeff's throbbing cock pulsing in her mouth as she swallowed his cum. Chuck’s cock jerked in her, spraying his hot seed deep, as he felt her pussy convulsing around him. "That was hot," Chuck and Jeff groaned in unison. "God, yes," Christina agreed as they pulled their soaked cocks from her. "Another party next weekend?" Christina said as she yawned sleepily. “Mmm, yeah,” both guys murmured in unison as all three drifted off to sleep, with Christina’s body snuggled in between them. Spring Break Pt. 02 I'm having a wonderful dream, or am I? Looking down I see my covers raise and lower before me, pulling them back only to see my beautiful mother who's soft red lips are wrapped around my cock. She looks up saying good morning sweetheart, I thought I'd return the favor. Then as before she continues to service me, her eyes looking into mine as she licks my shaft. She commits it's been so long since she has had a warm cock to suck upon. And suck she did, only stopping to take my balls into her mouth. I can't believe how hot I found watching my own mother partake in me. And it wasn't long before I shot my seed in her waiting mouth.I Mom looked up with a smile upon her face, her tongue traced around her lips looking for any remains not found. Then as she came, she leaves without a word. I jumped in the shower and as I got dressed the smell on cooking bacon enters my nose. I make my way down stairs to find breakfast waiting for me. Mom from the kitchen asks "coffee or OJ?" I say coffee please and for a brief second I question myself if what happened here was real or just a dream? As mom emerged from the kitchen things are clear, mom is in her robe without its belt. Her naked body in full view for me, and a view I never tire of. Mom takes a seat across from me, I ask if she's going to eat and she smile saying I has a little something earlier. We make small talk while I enjoy my meal and as mom clears away everything she informs me she may get stuck late tonight so plan on dinner without her. Now dressed and ready mom heads out for the door and another day of work. With a long day ahead I make plans to keep myself busy while mom's away. More then deserving I decide to give the house a good spring cleaning and with hours left I then head out for a bite and to see a show. When the show lets out I call home to see if mom wanted me to pick up anything for her on my way home. No just you she said and I'll see you soon. When I arrive home the downstairs is completely dark, light shines from up stairs as I follow it. Reaching mom's room I find her upon her bed dressed in a nightie and reading a book. She looks at me over her reading glasses saying why don't you shower and come back and visit a bit with me. Taking her suggestion I head in then not to be too assuming I return wearing my pajama bottoms. How was your day? I ask as I sit on the edge of her bed. She answers saying not too bad but I'm glad to be home. Than from behind me I hear "hi Sport" there's no need to turn as there's only one person that has ever call me "Sport" and that's Mrs Johnson. She was a family friend who's husband has pasted a few years back. Mom said, you remember Mrs. Johnson don't you? I said sure as I turned to look at her. She's also in a nightie and before I could commit mom adds that she's been her lover for a few months now. Wow! My mother the lesbian, can it get any better? Mrs. Johnson places her hand upon me and as her stroked my hair chest she commits on how I've grown. Mrs. Johnson "Mary" has always been kind to me and quick with a couple bucks when I needed to earn some money. She's not the looker that mom is, I always thought how much she looked like Mr. Johnson. But hey, her personality more then makes up for any short falls. Mary moves toward mom, leaning in they share a deep kiss. My cock is now at the ready just waiting for that all important invite to join. I told Mary all about us and she was a little envious so I thought it would be okay if she joined us. I said sure, whatever you'd like. Then I watched as mom and Mary started to explore the others body. Mary unbuttoned mom's sleepwear kissing her way down her body. Now with her face buried in mom's nest I reached for Mary's panties, peeling them off her round ass. Her shaved pussy in full view and her pink inner lips looked like two ham steak slipping out from between her pussy. I reached my hand between her legs, my fingers sliding over her. She moans softly as she continues to feast upon my mom. Soon the both of them climax but that's no sign to stop. With each at a side they pull down my pajamas, my cock springing to attention. They both start to partake in me, each at their side as they slide their lips down the length of me. I fight away the need to cum wanting so much more this time. Mrs. Johnson leaves for a moment returning with a bonus as now she's wearing a harness. In that harness is a large black dildo. Mom shares her time between the two of us, each so exciting to me. Now mom places a hand to Mary, she lays down her plastic cock straight up. Mom alines herself above it and then inch by inch it disappears deep inside her. Mom rides her like a pro as I watched on. So horny I placed a kiss to mom's shoulder then a trail of more as I worked my way downward. At the small of her back I pressed her forward, their breasts smash together as I spread mom's butt cheeks darting my tongue inward. Mom quickly cums to me teasing her button. I ask if she's ever enjoyed a DP? Not knowing what that was she asked where Mary tells her double penetration dear. Mom tells me no and it she tried that once with my dad but it hurt too much. Now I'm on a quest, a quest to prove to her differently. Reaching down I wet my hand in their nectar dripping from them and then with very small circles I start to incircle her pink button. Then with steady pressure it slips inside, I hold steady letting her guide it in and out while she plunges on that toy of Mary's. I can feel the toy just on the other side of this thin skin wall and so want it to be me inside her. Slipping on a lubed condom I square her up, then taking ahold of myself I enter her. She gasps but keeps right at it, milking my cock with her ass. The toy pounding at Mary's clit causes her to orgasm, this sets a chain reaction as mom joins her. I'm not far behind as after a few more strokes I empty myself in her. We laid there a moment catching our breath then Mary asks while she strokes her cock asks any other takers? Sure why not I answer as I get on all fours, unknown to them I've had the chance to experiment with my gay roommate. And one one thing I've found is that I prefer to bottom. This comes in handy as she presses herself into me, knowing how to relax myself it entrees with no pain as I slam myself hard into her, her legs slapping against the back of mine. Mom watches on while she's knuckles deep inside herself. She shifts in front of me where I'm more then happy to partake in her, sucking upon her clit. Both ladies find another climax before we stop for a breather. All a wet and sticky mess we make use of the pool skinny dipping in the moonlight, all content. Spring Break "Shifting" Standing in front of the large, automated doors of the college library, Jacob Michaels, 23, released a heavy sigh. His mind was still in a whirl, trying to comprehend exactly why he was here. He worked at the college library as a student aide on regular school days, but this was his Spring Break! School was closed and so was the library. But he was forced to be here; told at the last minute that he had to work this week, the week of his only vacation for months to come, with one of the librarians to help make the shelves orderly and nice for the returning students. Lowering his head a little in distress, Jacob could only run his hands through his short cut hair as he stared at himself in the reflection of sliding glass doors. Jacob stood at about 5'11 with a healthy looking, caramel colored skin, and a thin, yet toned body. His dark hair looked disheveled as he ran his hands through the dark strands, trying to slick it back but ultimately giving up. The dark brown of his irises roamed over his dull image as he grabbed the bottom of his black t-shirt and tugged it down to smooth out the wrinkles. Then, as he stuffed his hands into his faded blue jeans, Jacob took in a steady breath. "Okay, I guess I might as well get this hell over with." Rolling his eyes a bit, he stepped forward and headed through the doors once they slid open for him. His mind wandered as he listened to the echo of his heavy footsteps throughout the hall that led to the very front door of the library itself. It was so cold and empty in this lonely building that itself seemed almost spooky. Shadows clung tightly onto the architectural corners, shrouding the entire hall in a mask of blackness that chilled him down to his very fiber. Keeping his eyes focused ahead at the next pair of glass doors that led to the library, he couldn't help but think that he'd give anything to not be here. Though Jacob didn't do much, nor did he have a girlfriend, or a vacation spot to flee too, he knew that anything was better than being here. "Great, just great," he mutters as he stops in front of the locked doors. The glass, covered by posters and advertisements for classes, prevented him from seeing if anyone was inside. "I can't get in." Sighing he balls his hand into a fist and knocks loudly on the door. With another disgruntled sound, he stuffs his hands back into his pockets and steps back, waiting for the door to open. "Damn it. Whichever librarian I'm working with this week better be here." The silence was deafening in the empty hallway but thankfully he didn't have to wait for too long. Before he knew it, the sound of the door being opened drew his attention forward. Stepping back a little as saw the tan shaded hand push the door open, the bored look that drifted in front of his eyes started to melt away. He then found himself staring at the woman who was standing there, holding the door open. Monica Alvarez, 32 and a new librarian to the college library by only five months, she stood shorter than him at 5'8 with a curvy frame that immediately caused him to pause and observe. Her long, dark brown hair hung down to the middle of her shoulder blades and framed either side of her round face. Her hazel eyes, covered by thin wire-frame glasses, darted over his expression as her pink lips stretched into a kindly smile. Watching her as she opened the door wider, Jacob noted her round, C cup breasts as they strained against the buttons of her black sweater, as well as the roundness of her hips, clad in dark blue jeans. He'd seen her many times since she first came to the library and he couldn't tell why he was so attracted to her. She was older, and with a family that she's mentioned before, but whenever he saw her walk through the aisles of books, he couldn't help but watch as she sauntered by with this air of sexuality and confidence that he just found appealling. "Uh, Jacob?" He shook his head from his musings as her honey-like voice pierced the haze in his mind. A flush came to his cheeks quickly as he hoped that she hadn't caught him staring for too long. To try and cover for it, Jacob faked a cough and cleared his throat before he turned his attention towards her face. Flashing her a quick smile, Jacob pulled his hand out of his pocket and waved. "Hey, Monica." She smiled as she stepped aside and waved for him to walk in. "Good morning Jacob. Come on in, it's just you and me in the library this week. Everyone else is on Spring Recess. I guess we're the unlucky ones huh?" She said with a laugh and fixed the glasses on the bridge of her nose. "Yeah. I was looking forward to getting some sleep this week." He responded and walked past her. His nostrils were suddenly assaulted with the scent of jasmine. It was a scent he noticed many times when they happened to pass by each other. "So, um, what're we going to be doing today?" Monica closed the door with an audible slam to make sure that it locked before she turned around and brushed her hands down the sides of her sweater. The material stretched, accenting her breasts momentarily before the fabric bounced back into its normal shape. "Oh, we should get started doing some shifting today. The reference area of books is really crowded. We need to make space." "Oh, all right." Jacob responded and groaned inwardly. He hated working on shifting since it was such tedious work. But he knew better than to question his bosses. "Okay, I'll go sign in real quick and we can get started." "Great." Monica replied with her usual zest. "I'll wait for you over in the shelves." Jacob nodded as he stopped to watch her walk away. He couldn't help it and was thankful that no one else was here to witness this. His eyes seemed to take on a life of their own as they slowly moved downward, following the curve at the small of her back and further down until he was staring at her round ass. The jeans she wore seemed to display those fine cheeks perfectly and Jacob found himself wishing that the edge of her jeans would slowly tumble off her hips to reveal what was hidden beneath them. Many times Jacob found himself watching her from a distance as she bent over to grab a book or two from a bottom shelf, or glancing as he passed by her desk at the small bit of cleavage that she teasingly showed off when she wore her low cut, dress shirts. Jacob had to take a deep breath as he watched her finally disappear around the corner that led to the reference area. Turning around and heading towards the worker's timecards, he could only close his eyes and pray that the tightening he was feeling in his pants would ease up by the time he got over there. **** "Come on Jacob, push harder!" Monica's voice resounded through the empty library in a grunt. Jacob's voice followed a shuddering sigh. "I'm...trying. But I'm exhausted, Monica. I'm not a machine." "Oh quit complaining!" "I think it's too big. Let go and let me do it; you're going to hurt yourself." Jacob tried to say but it sounded more like a groan. "Ooo, big man huh? Just come on. My hands are aching from pulling. We're almost done." "We really shouldn't be doing this." "Fine," Monica muttered with a sigh, "just sit back and let me do all the work." "Hey, I didn't say that." Jacob retorted before he finally sighed. "Okay, okay. One more push all right? In three...two...one...now!" With a final grunt, both Monica and Jacob managed to push a heavy, metal file cabinet into its new spot, trying to make room for another row of 3 ft. tall bookshelves that were going to be installed after Spring Break was up. Once that satisfying clatter of its sturdy aluminum frame echoed from within it left their minds, both these two hard workers leaned against the body of it to breath for a moment. Two hours had passed since they first started working and already they were beginning to feel the effects of such a strenuous day. Jacob breathed heavily as he turned around and leaned his back against the cabinet, starting to rub his sore biceps. Smudges of black rubbed off on his skin as he forgot how dusty the shelves were and he quickly stopped. Running the back of his hand over his sweaty brow, he turned his head to the side and stopped as he watched Monica. She was resting her back against the cabinet too, taking deep breathes to try and calm down her beating heart. The dots of perspiration dotted all over her face, down the length of neck and even under the collar of her sweater. Her chest expanded with each greedy breath she took, thus pushing her breasts tighter against her straining sweater. Jacob couldn't help staring at this and even held his breath as she reached down to brush her hands down her full, curvy hips. It was hard, but after a few seconds he managed to peel his eyes away from her and turned to look down at the light brown carpet at his feet. But as he did, he felt embarrassment flood his cheeks. He had a hard-on! Staring at Monica while she was all sweaty and groaning must've turned him on more than he thought. Jacob inwardly cursed himself as he tried to turn his waist sideways in an attempt to hide the bulge. The last thing he needed was for this sexy librarian to catch onto what his libido was doing to him in the middle of work. "See?" Monica said with a satisfied grin and smiled at him. "I told you, it could be done." Jacob smirked, still trying to keep his crotch out of side, and shook his head. "I didn't say it couldn't be done. I said that we shouldn't be doing it." Laughing and nodding her head, she sighed heavily as she held up her palms and stared at the black dust that was caked on. "Eww, I'm going to wash my hands." "All right." he replied and pushed himself flat against the 3 ft. tall bookshelf to let her pass by him. The other end of the shelves ended in a wall so the only way past was by him. He could still feel that tightening in his jeans and as he felt Monica start to skirt past him. He prayed over and over again that she wouldn't feel it; that she would move too fast to sense anything at all. But it was then that he noticed just how small of a walking space between these shelves was. As soon as Jacob felt the smooth curve of her jean-clad ass rub against his hardening bulge, all breath stopped flowing into his lungs. His brain seemed to stop all reactions and the only sensation he could feel was of the growing warmth and hardness that emanated from between his legs. Once she finally passed by, Jacob paused and slowly turned his head to watch her go. She didn't stop once and only kept trying to clap her hands to knock the dust off. Taking in a shaky breath, he suddenly felt his entire body go limp--well almost all his body. His hands on his knees, his mind went frantic as he ran through what happened scene for scene. Did he just imagine that her gorgeous butt rubbed against his straining cock when she passed? Or did it really happen and she just didn't seem to notice? Trying to shake the thoughts away, Jacob sighed as he found the will in his legs to move and pushed himself off the file cabinet. Looking down at his dirty hands, he decided that they needed a cleaning too. Immediately he walked out of the long row of books and headed towards the back sink. There, he surprisingly didn't find Monica but only deducted that she probably went across the hall to use the ladies room instead. So in silence, and with the thoughts of that encounter still playing in his mind, he washed his hands thoroughly and even splashed some water on his face. He could feel the blush rising and knew that he must've looked beet red by now. Jacob was still quiet as he stared at himself in the mirror and ripped a paper towel from the dispenser. He wanted to laugh now at how idiotic he was acting. She obviously hadn't had felt it. If she did, she would've at least paused or shot him an angry glance or something. She wouldn't have just continued on her merry way. So with a smirk at his stupidity, he dabbed the paper towel across his face and smooth his dark hair back. "Nothing happened, Jacob." He whispered to himself. "She didn't feel a thing." Though relieved that he was spared this kind of embarrassment, as he walked back towards the bookshelves around the corner, he couldn't help but feel a tiny twinge of disappointment. It would've been a little exciting for himself to finally be able to express how sexy he thought she was. But would she take it as a compliment? Or would he just be another case thrown in front of a court because of sexual harassment? Though nothing happened, Jacob couldn't help but wonder at what her reaction might've been. Seeing her not back yet, Jacob walked to the place they left off on and stared down at the series of heavy, encyclopedias that needed to be moved to another shelf. His hands were still aching from moving that damn file cabinet, but he knew the work had to be done. Jacob moved onto his knees in front of the small shelf and started to look over the books to make sure that they were in order and ready to be moved. Hearing the soft footfalls of Monica off to the side, he didn't bother to look up as he spoke. "Hey Monica, are you sure it's the entire 'A' section that has to be moved?" He asked as he started to move to his feet, still staring at the bookshelf. "Because I'm taking a closer look and these encyclopedia series aren't going to gro-..." He found that his throat refused to work in mid-sentence as he turned around to look at her. Monica Alvarez, 32 and a new librarian to the college library by only five months, stood in the book aisle, across from him. The black sweater he saw her in all morning was gone from her body. Now she was dressed in her sky blue, dress shirt unbuttoned, that offered him a view of her tanned skin that ran down from the nap of her neck, all the way to her exposed navel. Teasing him also was the sight of her lacy, dark blue bra that held her ample breasts at bay. Her breathing was slow and rhythmic as she stepped closer to a paralyzed Jacob, gently pulling off her glasses and setting them aside. Her fingers gently ran along the top of the bookshelf as she stepped closer, a seducing smile on her face. "What's wrong Jacob?" Still caught in the feeling of stasis that overtook him, Jacob found that all the muscles in his body had atrophied. There was no decorum anymore to try and hide his leering eyes or the hardness that swelled behind the fabric of his jeans. All he found that he could do, was stand there, speechless, and watched the advancing, slowly undressing woman before his eyes. Stopping directly in front of him, Monica smiled as she looked at him. Her soft, pink tongue darting out to lightly lick her lips, she smiled as she placed the palm of her hand against his chest. "You know Jacob, I've been noticing you for the past couple of months now. I know you like to stare at me. When I'm bending over, or whenever I pass by you." "I-I'm sorry, really." Jacob stammered to say as he found himself trapped. A small wave of panic was overcoming him because he just didn't know how to react to this. Was he in trouble? Was Monica trying to trap him so she'll have sufficient evidence to take to the school board? Or...was this for real? Summoning his stammering voice, he tried to continue with his apology. "R-Really Monica. I didn't mean to offend you, it's just-..." He was stopped in mid-sentence again as he felt Monica's warm body begin to press closer against his. Her gentle hands ran along his chest slowly and then closer to the edge of his jeans. Feeling this close to her caused a shiver to run up Jacob's spine as he found himself being calmly pressed back against the small bookshelf. His eyes darting down, he looked at Monica's round face as she leaned up and whispered. "It's okay Jacob. I like men who appreciate a woman's body." Her warm breath tickled his ear as she edged closer and brushed her lips against the lobe. "And I can tell, you'll really know how to appreciate my body." Jacob's mind reeled once he felt her warm hands move in, under his shirt, and slowly up to his chest again. The unintentional groan that fell from his mouth only seemed to spur Monica on as she pressed her lips over and over again down the length of his neck until she reached the collar of his shirt. Then she leaned up and brushed them so gently, so sensually against his lips that he was sure his knees were going to buckle. But as he felt her soothing caresses and her sweet lips against his goosebumping skin, a burning started to grow in the pit of his stomach. This fire reached up, coursing throughout his entire body: into every limb, every finger, and every strand of his hair. Deep down his conscious mind was trying to tell him that this was wrong, that this woman was married and his boss. But as he felt her start to pull his t-shirt up, Jacob felt his willpower to resist fade away. "M-Monica...I...I don't know," he whispered but making no attempts to stop her. He carefully slipped his itchy feeling shirt off his body and set it aside. The dark brown of his nipples hardened until cool air of the air-conditioned library, but the chill didn't last for long. Monica was smiling as she looked at his toned chest and stomach. Leaning forward, she slowly ran her fingers across his shoulders and then down to the edge of his jeans again. Without saying another word, she started to kiss along his chest. Her tongue slipped teasingly over one of his hard nipples, causing a shudder to roll all along Jacob's body. With that coy smile on her face, she began run her lips lower and lower on his tensing up form. His head rolling back, Jacob had to seize the very edge of the small bookshelf to keep himself standing. Monica was an expert as she moved down in such a teasingly, slow-paced manner which just seemed to inflame his desire. His cock was straining so hard against his jeans that he thought he would burst a seam. But she would soon relieve him of those fears. Her fingers hooked along the rim of his jeans, she looked up, from on her knees, and smiled up at him. "Mmm, is this what I felt earlier?" Meekly Jacob nodded his head as he gripped the bookcase tighter, causing his knuckles to turn white. "Oh...shit," he whispered as he felt her warm breath against his exposed navel. "God, Monica, a-are you...?" But all his resistance was finally sapped up and evaporated when he heard the unzipping of his jeans and felt Monica's gentle hand as she reached in. As soon as her fingertips brushed against his restrained dick, Jacob let out a low, shuddering breath and arched his back a little. Before he knew it, the button was undone and his jeans were now crumpled on the floor around his ankles. Standing there, leaning against the 3 ft. tall bookshelf, in only his blue and black striped boxers must look comical, but his lust was too inflamed to care. Feeling his boxers being drawn down and slipped off of his legs, along with his jeans, he started to breathe more harshly. His tanned skin dotted with more perspiration from all the heat he felt emanating from her kneeling body. Monica only let out a small coo of pleasure as she looked at the hardened, 7 1/2 inch, manhood that was pointed at her face. Reaching up gently, her thin fingers wrapped around the shaft as she leaned closer and pressed her pink lips against right on the top of the crown. "Oh...fuck." Jacob shook as he felt her proceed to run her moist lips down the entire length of his now seized cock. Her tongue was gentle as she licked along its underside and even around the very ridge of his cockhead, which made him gasp and seize the edge of the bookcase tighter. Then the sensation of her rounded lips closing around his dick made him shut his eyes tighter and lean his head back. Monica was in complete control as she gripped Jacob's penis and started to slowly bob her head up and down on it, while at the same time her hand stroked its base. Her tongue tickled the underside of his manhood every time she took it into her mouth and squeezed at exactly the right moments. The exact pressure and suction she put his cock through just drove Jacob utterly mad. He wasn't sure where she acquired this skill from but she was most definitely a master of the technique. Spring Break "Shifting" Jacob only released short gasps as he finally brought his head down to look at Monica while she paid homage to his cock. Seeing her down on her knees, with her lips wrapped tightly around his dick, and her head moving too and fro while she sucked seemed so surreal to him. This was what he always wanted to do with her and here they were! It seemed almost dream-like but as soon as he felt her free hand reach under and started to jostle and gentle tug on his balls, he knew that it wasn't. There was no way that a dream could be filled with this many sensations. A low growl emitted from his throat as he reached down and began to run his fingers through her bouncing hair. This affected Monica pleasantly as she edged herself closer and started to actually deep throat his cock. Shaking as he felt the warmness of her throat, Jacob soon found himself holding onto the back of her head, keeping her at a steady, pleasure inducing pace while he slowly began to thrust his hips forward to meet her mouth. Monica didn't gag in the least as she accustomed herself to his length and merely swallowed his cock deeper whenever their thrusts forward would meet. The fire in him was building momentum and he knew that at any second he was going to cum and while he would've loved to have cum in her mouth and watch her swallow every drop of his seed, he didn't want it to end like that. So gently, as his hand cupped the back of her head, he began to pull her head away from his meat, shaking as she still stroked it. "Oohh, n-no," he protested and carefully reached down to stop her hand. She had gotten him so close to the brink that the very brush of the air around them felt like it would make him explode. Monica smiled wide as she seductively licked pre-cum off of her fingertips and leaned back, still on her knees. "What's wrong Jacob? I like the taste of your cock." He smirked and smiled a bit breathlessly. He never really imagined her talking like this so he could only shake his head in amazement. But after taking a few calming breathes, he leaned down and offered his hand to her. "I think it's time that I return the favor." The fire behind her eyes was growing in intensity as she gently moved onto her bare feet and stood in before him. Jacob took a moment to observe, to take her in body, which she was willingly offering to him. His wildest dream comes true. Stepping towards her, he slipped his hands into her open shirt and started to caress her bare shoulders as he leaned down to kiss her collar bone. Hearing her gentle moans made him determined to keep going. He wanted to hear every sound of pleasure she could utter now. Carefully he pulled open her unbuttoned shirt and let it fall silently to the ground. While he kissed up and down her neck, Monica reached down and unbuttoned her own jeans, which she let descend to the ground and calmly kicked them away. To Jacob's surprise, she was only wearing a skimpy thong of blue lace that matched her bra. So placing his hands on her waist, Jacob pressed his lips against hers and began to kiss her passionately as his hands roamed lower down the sides of her body. First at her waist, he moved down, past her hips and then ran them around the squeeze her ass. Monica pressed herself tighter to his body, groaning into his ear as she started to grind against him. "Yessss, yes, Jacob," she purred erratically. His hard-on becoming apparent again, Jacob took his cue and undid the back clasps of her bra and stepped back as he pulled her bountiful breasts free from their shackles. Staring at those deep brown areoles, he immediately felt the savoring in his mouth for them. So as he leaned down and carefully cupped his hand against her breast. He gently lifted it and brushed his tongue along the bullet hard nipple that jutted out. With his other hand squeezing her ass, Jacob brought her tight against his body as he began to suck and nibble on her nipple, all the while he also caressed her goosebumping tit. Monica melted as she yielded to him and started to grind up against his body more intensly. Her hands reached down, holding him by his ass closer against her, his hard cock rubbing against her soaking, panty covered pussy. Their groans filled the air as Jacob switched to her other nipple, nipping at it with his teeth and lashing it over and over with his tongue. "Oh fuck, yes, like that!" Monica said in a harsh whisper and clung onto him. "Yes baby, suck it like that." Jacob obligated as his ran his moist tongue along her nipples again before he finally broke away and started to kiss his way down her body. Monica shuddered as she leaned back against the bookshelf, her chest heaving from such an excursion. His hands moving over to her hips, Jacob squeezed them gently as he knelt down in front of her and kissed her navel. Subtly he hooked his fingers into the edges of her panties and proceeded to pull them down. The warm scent of her dripping pussy called to him as he watched it, also pulling her panties off of her legs. Biting her bottom lip to keep from groaning too loud, Monica rolled her head to the side in pleasure and closed her eyes tightly as he felt his warm breath on her pussy lips. "Ugh, d-don't tease me. Please, please...don't keep me waiting." With a smirk on his lips, Jacob leaned forward and planted a tender kiss on her inner thigh, below her cunt. Slowly he began to move his kisses up, hearing her rises moans as he did so. But right before he would've kissed those wet lips; he turns his head and begins to kiss her other inner thigh. Monica groaned with a mixture of frustration and desire as her hands blindly reached down and grabbed the back of his head. "Oh fuck," she said in a shaky breath, between tightly clenched teeth. "Eat my pussy Jacob. Please!" His hands running up and down her thighs, Jacob leaned up closer to her cunt, breathing gently on it as he inhaled the scent. The seconds must've been agony for Monica since she seemed to almost whimper, her fingers tightening around his short hair. Then, when he felt she had waited enough, he pursed his lips and gave it the gentlest of kisses. Monica's whole body when rigid in his hands as he held on and kissed it again and again until finally his tongue reached out to run along the slit. She lurched forward a bit in a groan as she held on tightly to his hair with both hands now, holding his face against her mound. Her whole body shuddered as she felt his tongue slowly work its way inside of her pussy, licking out her flowing juices. Tucking one of her legs over his shoulder, Monica leaned back again, against the shelf, and began to cry out in pleasure as his hands began to squeeze her thighs tightly. "Ooooh fuck! Ooooh fuck, yes!" she stammered as she her breathing grew more frantic and hard. Jacob, pleased that he was affecting her like this, slowly pulled his mouth away from her pussy and began to gently work a finger inside her. Her body again went stiff as she gasped as the feeling, but she didn't protest, so he pushed his finger in deeper. Once he held it there for few seconds, he then leaned up and began to lash his tongue over her now very sensitive clit. Monica stifled her cries by tightly clenching her teeth, shaking as he licked and played with her clit and began to fuck her pussy with his finger. With every sharp breath she took, she was getting closer and closer to the edge. Her entire body a lit, she gripped his disheveled hair tighter and kept his face steady while letting him finger her mound. "OH FUCK!!!" Her pleasurable cries growing higher and higher in pitch, Monica's body began to tremble at his manipulation of her soaking cunt. "I'm gunna...I'm gunna cum! You're gunna make me cum!" Prying his mouth away from her clit, Jacob slipped a second finger into her and started to thrust in a little faster. Both his fingers now glistening wet, he waited until her body was close to its last tremble before he leaned up and flicked her clit with his tongue. "OOOH FUCK!!!!" It was then that a dam seemed to have broken inside her. Her body going completely stiff, Monica threw her head back and cried out as her orgasm erupted throughout her entire body. Trembling, her skin goosebumped, Monica couldn't stop shaking and crying out in pleasure as he kept fingering her pulsating pussy. Her legs feeling like they would go numb, Monica leaned heavily back against the bookshelf, trying to take her breath. Jacob finally pulled his soaking fingers out of her pussy and placed them into his mouth, sucking them dry. Standing up, he smiled as he leaned forward and began to kiss her along her sweaty neck, his hands roaming around her thighs again. His hard cock poke against her stomach as he pressed himself against her. The sound of her cumming had driven his own passion wild. Taking a shaky breath, Monica smiled weakly as she reached down and took a firm hold of his cock, squeezing it in her palm. "Mmm, I...think I can guess what you want to do with this." "I'm not surprised." Jacob replied and started to softly kiss her lips. Just feeling her fingers wrapped around his penis made him want to have her all the more. A coy smile on her face, Monica gently placed her hands against his chest and moved him back a little. Locking her eyes with him, she nibbled on the corner of her lip before she slowly turned around, showing her ass off to him. Reaching behind, she playfully ran her palm against her ass cheek and watched his eyes follow her hand. "Is this what you've been imagining whenever you watch me bend over Jacob? Have you been waiting to see my bare ass?" She grinned as she slowly turned her head around, flicking her dark hair onto her back. "Oh yes." Jacob uttered as he stepped forward, a firm hold on his dick. "I've been imagining it for a long time now." Gently he ran the sensitive head up and down her moist slit, but he didn't enter her just yet. He watched as she trembled with anticipation, breathing growing hard again at the idea of having him inside her. "God you have a beautiful ass." Monica let out a small laugh as she looked over her shoulder at him. Her eyes burning into his, she spoke in a low, tantalizing voice. "Prove how beautiful it is to you." With a deep breath, Jacob held onto his dick still and aimed it directly centered to her pussy lips. Slowly he began to push the head of his penis in, moving it past those soaking lips and into the warmness inside. And with a quick, sudden thrust, he plunged his cock deeper into her dripping canal. The feeling of that tightness, wrapped around his hard dick caused another shudder to roll throughout his body. Monica cried of pleasure and lowered her head against the top of the bookshelf, her hands clinging onto the edges of it. His cock all the way in her body, Jacob moaned along with her as he tried to keep still for a few moments. He wanted to just savor the feeling of that connection, the coming together of two pieces of an instinctual puzzle that had existed since the beginning of human kind. The heat that radiated off their bodies became on fusion as he reached down, running his hands up and down her bare back before his fingers soon found their way back to her round ass; the ass he'd been wanting to caress and touch since he'd first met her all those months ago. As Jacob listened to her heavy panting, he took a firm hold of her hips and finally started to pull out of her. Monica groaned the entire time until she felt his sudden thrust back into her waiting pussy. Then he did another slow withdrawal and just like before, forced his cock all the way back inside. The sounds of their soaking members squishing and slapping against one another echoed through the large, empty library. If any one had been here, they could've heard this sound all the way to the other side. But these two no longer cared about how much noise they made. Lust and pure passion were beginning to take over as Jacob thrusts, as hard as he can, from behind, slapping his balls against her cun. All the while Monica pushes her ass just as intensely back against his invading cock. Their pleasurable moans and animalistic grunts filled their ears as their two bodies met again and again and again. Their skin tingling from a current of sexually generated electricity, both felt as if their entire bodies were going to burst into pure, uncontained energy. Clinging onto the bookshelf, Monica grunts and grinds her teeth as she slams her ass back into his thrusts. "Oh fuck yeah! Yeah! You like pounding the books don't you, Jacob?" "Oooh god yes!!" Jacob growls as he tightens his grip around her waist and pumps into her as hard as piston. "I love it!" He can feel the tingling fire started to coarse up the length of his dick. Reaching over he grabs a handful of her hair and gently pulls her towards him, making her arch her back. Monica groans only grow more pleasurable as she finally let go of the bookcase and reached around to hold onto his ass. "Fuck my pussy Jacob! Fuck it hard!!" "I love fucking your cunt!" He shudders and keeps pounding into her soaking wet mound, the slippery sound only making his senses go even wilder. Feeling that they were both very close to the brink, Jacob finally pulled out and quickly turned Monica around towards him. His lips wrapped against his as he kissed her deeply, his tongue playing and rolling along with hers as the two of them slowly lowered themselves onto the carpeted floor. Both sitting on their knees, their lips moved over each other's until Monica finally pushed him down onto his back. Immediately she straddled his waist and reached around to take a firm hold of his ready to explode cock. Moving herself into position, Monica made sure his cock was aligned with her cunt before she slowly started to lower herself down upon it. Jacob's breath caught in his throat as he reached down and squeezed her hips, holding her tightly in spot. His cock immediately found it's way through those submitting pink lips and into the warm of her pussy again. Looking up, he saw Monica just hold herself still momentarily before she opened her eyes to look down into his. A smile played across her mouth as she nibbled on her soft, pink lip and started to slowly buck up and down on his hardened member. Their moans once more rolling up into the air, Jacob held on tight to Monica's hips as she bounced over and over again on his twitching cock. He could feel her pussy already starting to spasm around his dick and as he looked up, he watched those beautiful breasts as they bounced along with her. Reaching up, Jacob begins to caress and cup each one as his thumbs run over her sensitively hard nipples. Hearing her shuddering cries of joy, he grins as he gently begins to pinch them and pulls her down towards his waiting mouth. Monica complied and lowered herself while she still rode his thick cock like an expert bull rider. His mouth wrapping around one of those hard nubs, Jacob licked and nibbled on it, causing her body to spasm more wildly on top of his. Monica eyelids tightened as she groaned and breathed heavily over him. "Oh my god! Oh my god! Yes! Fuck, I love your cock Jacob!!! I love riding your fucking cock!!!" "Yes baby! Ride that cock!" Jacob muttered as he lay back, feeling the fire just about ready to release itself. His head rolling back and his eyes tightly closed, he reached up and pinched and rolled her nipples between his fingers. "Come on Monica! Cum for me baby! I want to feel your hot cum!!!" "It's coming!! I can feel it!!" Monica's shrill cries wafted up high, as her body grew more and more tense under these actions. Then she suddenly slammed herself down hard on his cock and threw her head back into the air, her mouth opened wide as she shouted. "I'm cumming!! I'm cumming Jacob! Oh yes! Yes! YESSSSS!!!!" Both of their bodies erupted every last drop their energy at the same time. As Monica's hot juices flowed down, running down and coating Jacob's cock, he felt the same twinge and released the hot geyser that was aching to break free from his body. The two of them came and their bodies shuddered hard. The smallest breath and the tiniest scrape against the carpet or touch of flesh would send their bodies into spasms all over again. With only their labored breathing to occupy them, they knew that they had spent practically everything their bodies could produce in a single, thunderous roar. As Monica's body finally started to relax and regain its strength, she calmly laid down, feeling his softening dick inside of her still pulsating cunt. With a satisfied breath and a moan, Monica laid her head against his bare, sweaty shoulder and just remained still, her fingers making tiny circles on his tingling flesh. Jacob took a deep breath as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders and slowly turned his head to face her. A smile came to his lips as he looked into her hazel eyes, imagining what this scene must've looked like. Two naked people, a student and a sexy librarian, laying down into the middle of a row of books with droplets of their sweat and sexual juices probably everywhere. But he didn't care at that moment. Tenderly running his hand up and down her back, he looked down to Monica as she lifted her eyes to gaze at him. With a shuddering sigh, she gently leaned up to kiss his chin. "That was wonderful Jacob. I've needed that for a long time now. My husband, he...he just doesn't care anymore. He's so busy with work now that I've almost forgotten what it feels like to...feel this satisfied. Especially now that I'm working so much too." Jacob felt his pride swell up as he gently gave her a reassuring, one armed hug and with a gleam in his eye, he whispered for her to lean up. Once she did, he pressed his lips gently against hers. They kissed lovely as he reached over with his free hand and stroked her flushed cheek. The two remained like this for a few minutes, kissing and caressing one another until Jacob finally leaned up and kissed her shoulder. With a deep breath, Jacob smiled slyly and looked into her playful eyes. "Well, you can always look on the bright side of working so much." Monica couldn't help the wide smile that came over her lips and continued to make little circles with her fingertip against his chest. "Really? And what 'bright side' is that?" Running his fingers tenderly through her hair, Jacob shrugged his shoulders and gave her smile, which she returned. "That we still have a four more days left of Spring Break to work through alone." Monica laughed loudly and as she showed off her pearly white teeth. Her body still sweaty, she leaned down kissed his neck, up his earlobe and whispered in an arousing purr, "So...feel like doing some more...'shifting'?" Cupping her face gently between his hands, Michael beamed and nodded. "Just try and stop me." Spring Break Slave "You fucking bitch!" I exclaimed for about the one hundredth time as I saw her holding up a DVD as she boarded the plane. A week ago, I had landed in Mexico, a regular college guy looking to blow off some steam on spring break. What I am now, and will be in the future, entirely depends upon the devious mind of the girl who just boarded the plane, whom I know only as "Mistress Ashleigh." I met Ashleigh my first night in Mexico. Returning to the hotel after a night, I saw a beautiful blonde haired, blue eyed coed, sitting hunched over on a bench. We made a bit of small talk, and I determined that she was extremely intoxicated. I helped her stand, and generously walked her back to my room. She mumbled that she liked it rough, so I threw her onto all fours, grabbed her hair and railed the shit out of her. By the time I was done, she had scratches down her back, and her ass was so red that I doubt she'd be able to sit for a week. Just for good measure, I fucked her in the ass as well. The next morning I awoke groggy and confused, and had a sizable amount of weight on my chest. I tried to rub my eyes, but found that I was tied spread eagle to the bed. Looking up, I saw the D cup breasts, and then the face of Ashleigh. "Rise and shine, slave boy," she cooed as she playfully slapped me in the face. "In case you're wondering what's going on, here's the deal: I have a tape of you raping me last night. In exchange for me destroying the evidence and not pressing charges you will be my slave this week." "Fuck you," I spat back. "You don't have it. Besides, you said you liked it rough." "Is that so?" she countered, as she moved aside, to let me see the DVD of last night playing on the TV screen. "If the DVD isn't enough, I'm sure I can just strip down at the police station and let them decide. Face it, I have you by the balls, and that's 'Mistress Ashleigh' to you." With that, she walked over to a suitcase and took out two pink string bikinis. She came back over to the bed, and untied me. "Put this on, slave," she commanded me. I knew that she had me, and I figured I would make this whole thing as painless as possible on myself. I tied the strings on the bottoms loosely, so that my dick would fit inside. As I was putting on the tiny top, Mistress Ashleigh had managed to tuck my cock between my legs, and tied the strings on the panties much tighter, so that my crotch appeared smooth. She tossed me six inch platform sandals, which I put on as she snapped a collar around my neck and attached a leash. She changed into the other bikini, threw on a similar pair of sandals, and out the door we went. The heels were very hard to get used to, and I fell several times as she dragged me down the hall of the hotel. Several people came out to see what the commotion was about, and made sure to point and laugh at the guy on a leash in a bikini. Soon, we got to the beach. I noticed we had passed a sign that said "Come join us for sex on the beach. FREE BEER," but didn't think much of it. The beach was set up for a contest of some kind, with bleachers and a stage. I assumed it was just another wet tee shirt contest, though I wondered why there were four contraptions on the stage that looked like large blocks with four loops hanging from each of them. "Well, it looks like we're early," Mistress Ashleigh stated. "I guess it would be a good idea to get some practice in beforehand," she said, as she pushed my neck down so that I was bent over one of the blocks, and only my upper chest was supported. Suddenly I felt cuffs closing around each of my hands, so that they were spread, with one on each side of the block. Then my feet were cuffed to a platform behind the block, so that my ass was in the air, and all my weight was on my tip toes and my chest. I looked up, expecting a nice upward shot of Mistress Ashleigh's tits, but what I saw was a large black strapon dildo fastened to her waist. "I suggest you suck this, because it's going in your ass," she stated matter-of-factly. Clamping my lips closed and turning my head, proved to be futile, as Mistress simply grabbed the back of my head with one hand, and pinched my nose with the other. As soon as I ran out of air, my mouth opened, and she jammed her cock inside. She continued to force me down on her cock, which caused me to gag frequently, and which left a trail of drool running down my face. After about ten minutes, I got into a rhythm of breathing and bobbing that made me look like a deep-throating professional. "Looks like someone's a quick learner," Mistress Ashleigh giggled, as she withdrew from my mouth and walked behind me. As she stepped away, I had a chance to look up, and I noticed that bleachers had filled with other spring breakers. A quick glance to the side revealed three other guys in my exact predicament, although I was the only one dressed as a girl. "Apparently these girls have very kinky boyfriends. They all volunteered for this," Mistress informed me. "In fact, they've all done this before, so they can take bigger cocks than you. You'll simply have to make up for it with enthusiasm and endurance. Unless you want me to go to the police..." The announcer kicked off the festivities. "Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to our first annual 'Turn the Tables' contest. Ladies are you tired of the men always having control? Have you ever dreamed of turning the tables on your boyfriend? Well, that's exactly what is going to happen today. These four ladies are going to wear the cocks and show the boys what it's like to bend over and take one. I understand our first three couples are real life couples, who enjoy this on a regular basis. Our couple on the end, I've been told simply, that they met a few nights ago, and he is paying off a debt to her! So this should be interesting!! Remember, the winners get $10,000 in cash. Ladies, on the count of three: ...one....two...THREE" "YEEOOOOWWW," I screamed as Mistress's cock tore into my virgin ass. This elicited a huge laugh from the audience, as apparently the other guys had taken the initial thrust with no problems. In fact, I heard the slapping of their girlfriends' hips against their asses, as my Mistress had to withdraw and take another shot at it. Her second attempt was true, and again, I let out a pained scream as she buried it to the hilt this time. Each thrust felt like it was tearing me apart, and I thrashed in my bonds as she continued to fuck me with hard, fast strokes. She leaned forward, held my head down and dug an elbow into my back, further showing her dominance of me. She went at it for awhile, and I continued in vain to escape from my bonds. All of a sudden, my ass felt empty. I took the chance to glance to the side and saw the other couples chatting with each other, and the audience, each of the girls with their hands on their guys' hips, thrusting away and talking like they were watching a football game. My rest was brief, however, and suddenly I was slammed with what felt like a baseball bat. I screamed. Mistress Ashleigh laughed, and announced to the crowd, "That's the advantage of having a girl cock; you can change sizes whenever your whore gets too loose." "Ok, slave; I really want you to humiliate yourself. Let's all hear how pathetic you are," she whispered to me. "Or you can get it in the ass from a guy in prison, it's your choice." "Please, Mistress, not that Mistress. Please," I begged. "Please fuck me harder, I'll be a good little bitch, I promise," I said, as I heard the audience laugh. "I'll be your slave for the rest of spring break, please. I'm sorry," I whined. "Did you hear that?" Mistress Ashleigh asked the crowd. "Do you think he should be my slave for the rest of spring break?" The crowd roared its approval, and I continued to thrash in my bonds. "Do you want to see her little titties?" she implored. Again, the crowd roared to life, and the triangles of fabric that covered my nipples were pulled to the side. She cupped my chest and pinched my nipples. I screamed again. "Awww, the poor girl doesn't like having her titties exposed, does she?" Mistress taunted me. "I'm just ashamed that they are so small, Mistress," I answered. "Wow!! I've really broken her, haven't I?" Mistress Ashleigh said. "Face down, ass up, bitch," she growled as she plowed my ass. I'm not sure how much longer it went on, but I do recall looking up and being surrounded by the other ladies in the contest, who had come over to watch us and congratulate Mistress Ashleigh on her victory. Finally, long after everyone had left, Mistress grew tired of fucking me, and released me from my bonds. I staggered and fell to the ground. "Looks like I wore you out, you little bitch," she laughed, as she picked me up off the ground. "We have one more place to go, and then we can go home," she informed me, as I wobbled after her in the heels, my ass throbbing. We soon entered a women's store on the beach front. "I remember what you said today, about feeling ashamed that your titties are too small, so we came here to remedy that," she said. I want you to tell the nice woman behind the counter that you want big titties so that you can please your Mistress," she said. I was too worn out to argue with her, so I approached the woman at the counter. She looked at me a few times, and then broke into a fit of laughter. "I'm here because my titties are too small, and I want to please my Mistress," I said to her, my face burning red. "How big does your Mistress want you to be," she asked. "Oh, as big as possible," I said. "I want them to really sway beneath me when I'm bent over, or on all fours, getting nailed doggie style. I want something to grab when I'm riding her cock reverse cowgirl, and I want them to slap me in the face when she's pile driving me." Both women erupted into laughter, and the sales woman came back with a pair of enormous gel breast forms. "These are the biggest ones we have, and they are DDs. I would imagine you want them on now," she said, as she pulled my bikini top to the side and stuck them to my chest. "This glue is water resistant, and only comes off with a special remover. Let me go get that for you." "Actually, we'll come back for it later in the week, if she's good," Mistress Ashleigh laughed as she paid the woman and hauled me out of the store. We walked toward the hotel, my newly acquired "assets" along with the heels and my sore ass, made for quite a spectacle. I staggered around like I was drunk. "Wow, look at how big your new titties are," Mistress remarked. They are bigger than mine! You know, with you staggering around like that, you're making quite an inviting target for the guys around here. Perhaps I should walk on ahead and see what happens." "No, Mistress, please!" I begged, as she hurried up ahead. I ran to catch up, which caused my titties to bounce uncontrollably in the skimpy string bikini, and brought more stares in our direction. We finally got to the hotel room, and I stripped out of the bikini and collapsed on the bed. Mistress Ashleigh tossed me a lacy white thong and a short, satin and lace white babydoll nightie to wear. I stood up to put on the attire, and was surprised by the weight of my unsupported titties. The babydoll barely covered my tits or my ass, and I looked over at Mistress Ashleigh, who had changed into a wife beater tee shirt and sweat shorts. I noticed a large bulge in the shorts, as she handed me a pair of white 7 inch platform stripper heels. "Guys always say it's much hotter when she leaves her heels on, and I would say that I agree," she said. "Put those on, and leave them on. You are to please me at ALL times," she reminded me. I did as I was told, put the heels on, and lay down on my side, which was all my new titties would allow. Mistress Ashleigh lay behind me in the classic "spoon" position, with her hands on my titties and her cock resting against my ass. That's the last thing I remembered as I fell asleep. I awoke to the feeling of cock in my ass. The sun and breeze were coming in through the open window, and apparently Mistress Ashleigh was feeling horny. "Slave, thank you for taking care of my morning wood," she taunted me, as she grabbed me by the neck and put me on all fours. Obviously the babydoll had bunched up around my waist, but the pounding I was taking caused my titties to spring free of their flimsy confines and bounce wildly beneath me as my Mistress hammered away. She reached around me and cupped them. "Wow, these puppies are enormous!" she exclaimed. "I'm glad I don't have to carry them around. Now stand up, and march over to the breakfast bar." I tottered over and immediately bent over it and rested my chin on top. "Look at how submissive you've become!" she said. "But you are wrong. Hop up on the breakfast bar, bitch!" she yelled as she hopped up to join me. She lay down on her back, her cock pointed menacingly toward me. "Now flip up your little nightie, turn around so I'm not looking at you, and take a seat on my cock!" she commanded. I did as I was told, cautiously lowering myself onto Mistress Ashleigh's big black cock. It must have been too slowly for her liking as she grabbed my shoulders and pulled me down, rapidly impaling me on the monster, and causing me to lose my balance on the heels. "Bitch, you are fucking worthless, now get up and start bouncing" she screamed. I quickly regained my balance, got up on the heels, and started bouncing away. Mistress reached up and grabbed my arms, and pulled them behind me, which enabled her to slide her cock further into me. Once she tired of that, she pulled my legs out, so that I was now resting on my knees and her stomach, so that she could get all ten inches into my ass. I bounced up and down and grabbed my own titties, moaning like a whore as I did so. Then I heard a knock at the door, but I was so lost in the moment, that I just kept going. "Oh that must be room service," Mistress said. "Come in," she shouted. I quickly leaned forward on my forearms to hide my face, but kept fucking her cock. "Oh, I'm sorry to interrupt," the woman said as she sat down the food. "I'll just drop this off and be on my way. Have fun with your girlfriend." "This is my slave," Mistress corrected her, as she pulled me back up to sitting position. The woman laughed and left the room. "Don't worry; she's been watching us on video for quite some time now. Now we have a cruise to attend, so get off my cock and get changed. Your dress is the first one in the closet." I waddled over to the closet, and took a long, champagne-colored, sequined skirt off of the hanger. Upon closer inspection, the skirt was slit to just below crotch-level, and it had two pieces of material hanging off an O ring at the navel. I let the babydoll fall to the floor, and then sat down on the bed and worked the skirt up to my hips. When I stood up, the skirt clung to my ass like a second skin, and the two pieces of material continued to hang down in front of me. "Mistress Ashleigh, where is my top?" I inquired. "Right here, silly," she laughed as she reached in front of me, pulled the thin strips of material up over my titties, and tied them in a bow behind my neck. She laughed at my horrified expression, and added, "Those white shoes look horrible with this color, and tossed me the same type of shoes, only clear. She poured herself into a sexy, but classy, long black dress, handed me my matching purse, took my hand, and pulled me toward the door. We exited the hotel, and made our way to the docks where a boat was waiting for the afternoon cruise. There was no shortage of catcalls along the way, and it was quite clear that I was going to be the center of attention every where I went in that dress. "Now stand behind me, keep your eyes down, and only speak when spoken to," she instructed me, as we boarded the cruise. We went straight to the bar, and Mistress ordered herself a scotch on the rocks, and a Cosmo for me. Drinks in hand, she mingled with the other couples there. I kept my head down, and blocked out most of the conversation. Many of the men just laughed at how pathetic I was, but to my surprise, many of the women were very curious. They poked and prodded me; many of them were fascinated by my outfit, and in awe of how big and realistic my titties were. They mauled them freely, treating me like a mere object on display. Soon, we had quite a gathering of women around us."You'd be amazed at how quickly you can break them," Mistress informed them. "Two days ago, this loser would have been up at the bar with your loser boyfriends. Now he wouldn't dream of leaving my side or disobeying me. There is something about dressing them up like a bitch and fucking them in the ass that really does it. Ten minutes into his first anal pounding, he moaned like a girl and admitted he wanted bigger titties to please me. Ten minutes!" "I'd like another drink, take care of that," Mistress directed me. I opened my purse to check for cash, and to my horror, all that was inside was a big black strapon. "Typical girl move, not bringing any cash to the bar," she laughed. "Apparently, she prefers to pay with her ass, isn't that right, slave?" "Yes, Mistress Ashleigh," I said. Mistress went up to the bar, and returned with her drink. She grabbed me by the wrist and dragged me out onto the deck. "Bend over bitch," she growled, and I dutifully bent over the railing as I heard her quickly pulling on the strapon. The skirt, slit as it was, was easy to roll up to my hips, which I completed just as I heard the last strap tighten into place. Mistress grabbed a hold of me, and with one quick stroke, was balls deep in my ass. By now, my only reaction was a grunt. I was aware that it was mid afternoon, so any frantic movements or wild noises that came from us would grab the attention of other boaters, which I hoped to avoid. From a distance, it just appeared that I was looking down into the water, and Mistress Ashleigh was behind me, rocking back and forth. She must have thought the same thing, because all of sudden, I felt a sharp "CRACK" on my ass. I screamed. It was followed by another, and another, and another. Mistress spanked my ass repeatedly, and I felt it burn. My cries just encouraged her to slap harder, and more frequently, as she drove the dick into me. She reached up and untied the bow behind my neck, and my big titties sprung free as the pieces of material fell to my waist. I looked up and saw that my screams had also encouraged quite a gathering of boaters, who had pulled up to see the spectacle. I looked back over my shoulder and grabbed my ass cheeks with both hands to spread it further and also to shield if from additional blows, which left my titties to bounce wildly over the rail. After a few minutes, the tugging became unbearable, and I reached forward to cup them as Mistress Ashleigh continued to spear me. My legs were also very tired from the heels and the position, and finally she pulled me upright, only to push me down on all fours. After she impaled me yet again, she pulled me backward and tried to make me ride her reverse cowgirl, facing the inside of the ship. I looked up briefly to see the other cruise goers gathered around the window, and my legs burned as I rode her cock to the best of my ability. My big titties bounced, and I finally collapsed because my legs wouldn't support me anymore. By then the boat had docked, and Mistress withdrew from my ass, and left me there on the ground, as she said her goodbyes to the other passengers. I rolled my skirt back down and retied the strips behind my neck. I stuffed my titties back inside as best I could, and staggered off of the boat behind Mistress Ashleigh. We entered the store we had visited before, and Mistress purchased the adhesive remover. "I bet those are getting heavy and sore," she said. "Do you want me to take them off?" Spring Break Slave "Yes, Mistress, please," I begged. "Not quite yet," she laughed. "I feel like humiliating you one more time," she said, as she untied the bow, once again baring my titties. We barely made it home without getting attacked, and I collapsed on the bed as soon as we got to the room. I awoke to the sound of my alarm several hours later. I was on the floor in my boxers. The room had been clean, and more importantly, my titties had been removed. There was a note that read, Dear Slave: I kept my word to you. I destroyed the tape of you "raping" me. However, I have footage of all our escapades over the past few days. Your titties and all of your girl clothes are in your suitcase. My flight leaves at 10. If you can catch me, I will turn over the footage and you will be free. Otherwise, I suggest you keep those clothes handy. You'll need to perform in them if you want me to keep me from making the tapes public. Better get moving! Mistress Ashleigh I quickly threw on some clothes, grabbed my bags, and took the first taxi to the airport. I ran through the terminals, and caught up with her just in time to see her holding a DVD up as she boarded the plane. "You might want to check his bags again," she yelled as she disappeared. Airport security approached me, but I knew that that was the least of my worries now. Spring Break Slut *This story contains adult content. If you are under 18 or easily offended please do not read. **This is my first attempt at submitting a story here. While I may try writing up some fantasies later on, this one is a true account of my recent Spring Break trip. Some names have been changed to protect the innocent and not so innocent. Please feel free to send me any feedback, I'd love to hear it. Day 1 Flying Down Sunday afternoon I did a lot of running around getting things together for my trip. I jumped online for a few minutes to chat and ran into Sir Thanos, who I've known a while and have tasked for in the past. Just recently He had started me on a new "training" program, with the intent of getting me to the point where I could orgasm on command. To do this I spent a week of masturbating five times a day without being allowed to orgasm. It didn't seem too terrible at first but by the end of the week I was feeling like I was out of my mind wanting to cum. I was unbearably horny all the time and could only think of sex. All I could do though was get myself to the brink, imagining myself filling with a fire, burning. The Sunday I was to be leaving for my trip I had one last conversation with Sir Thanos. We had discussed tasks for me to carry out on my Spring Break and He also spent more time getting me worked up and excited. After teasing me online I was instructed to head out to my car and call him on the phone. Once in my car, with Sir Thanos on the line, I was repeatedly brought to the edge of orgasm, at first while touching myself but eventually by just being told to burn. I imagined myself on fire inside, filling with heat, with flames, and it began to have an effect, pushing me closer and closer to the edge as I got hotter and hotter. I was kept in this state for a while before finally being given permission to orgasm. My first orgasm of the week hit me hard, soaking me, making me moan loudly and buck my hips. I wanted to touch myself, finger myself, rub my clit...something...anything....but was told not to. Instead I kept my hands off my body as I was brought to orgasm again and again. Once done, Sir Thanos let me go and I was left sweaty, cum-soaked, and still very horny. When I was finally able to move, I went back inside, got myself cleaned up a bit, and got moving on getting the rest of my things packed. When I was done I spent some time just relaxing and calming down a little before I had to get ready to go to the airport. To prepare for the flight down I got my anal plug and a large strand of Mardi Gras beads. I coated the plug with toothpaste and slid it into my ass, then stuffed the beads into my pussy. With them in place I took a short length of clothesline and tied a crotch rope, feeling the clothesline press against my overly sensitive clit. At one point I had been extremely thankful to Sir Thanos for allowing me to cum, but with the rope digging into me I understood his motive. My pussy and clit were hypersensitive from the week of masturbating and the multiple orgasms from earlier in the day and every movement caused the rope to rub me, sending jolts of pain and pleasure throughout my body. I had no idea how I was supposed to move at all, let alone walk. Not to mention my ass was on fire from the toothpaste and I could feel the plug filling me and the beads moving around. The result was that my mind was about 99% focused on my pussy and ass. I dressed in a skirt and t-shirt, leaving off my bra and panties (obviously) and sneakers. I made sure all my things were ready and then tried to sit still until my friends came to get me. When my friends did get there I got my stuff loaded into the car and sat to try to relax. There were 5 of us going...myself, Amber, Deb, Claire, and Kate...and we had a couple hours to drive from school down to the airport in Baltimore. We joked and talked the whole way but I was completely distracted and at one point Deb even asked me why I was being quiet. At the airport we got our stuff checked in and headed to the terminal for the flight. Luckily our terminal was fairly close so I didn't have to walk all that far. It was bad enough, with the rope rubbing me with every step and the plug burning in me and the beads shifting. I wanted to just drop down on the floor right there and rip my clothes off, tear at the rope, and fuck myself to orgasm. I was getting paranoid that other people knew I was walking funny and knew something was up, knew I was excited and uncomfortable. I knew I was soaking wet too and could feel it on my inner thighs and was paranoid I would drip down my legs and people would notice. As I felt the beads shifting I also had the fear of them or the plug slipping out in the middle of the airport. With all that running through my head I was feeling very nervous and embarrassed. The walk seemed to take forever but we finally got there and after a short wait were allowed to board. The flight was fairly uneventful aside from me squirming a lot in my seat. I did make a short trip to the bathroom to rub myself a bit and work the plug in and out some before settling back in to my seat. My discomfort continued once we arrived and I had to walk a long distance from the terminal to the baggage claim and then to get a cab. As we approached the hotel I felt relief wash over me knowing I'd soon be free of the rope, plug, and beads. We had to wait a little while but finally got checked in. I shared a room with Kate while Amber, Deb, and Claire took the other one. As soon as we got in the room I headed toward the bathroom, trying to act as calm as possible, and shut the door. Once inside I quickly hiked my skirt up, undid the clothesline and then removed the plug and beads. I made sure to wrap everything tightly in a towel and snuck it out where I stuffed it into my bag. We all got cleaned up and went out to dinner that night and then headed off to a bar for some fun. There was a lot of drinking and dancing and fun in general. After my long day I was feeling pretty wiped out so decided not to try too much that first night and instead start most of my slut tasks the next day. Claire and I flashed a few cute guys on our way back to the hotel but I left things at that. There was a whole week ahead, so plenty of time to make a total slut of myself. Day 2 The second day started off with me masturbating in the shower first thing in the morning and of course, no orgasm. After that I took a few minutes to look over my list of tasks for the week. Despite Sir Thanos' confidence that I could complete everything he'd listed, I wasn't so sure. While Kate got her shower I started my first official task, finding a pair of her panties and putting them on, then masturbating with them on. I rubbed myself hard and fast the entire time the shower was running and as soon as I heard it shut off I quickly pulled off her panties and returned them to her stuff. Once that was done I got my bikini on, put a wrap on, and started getting my beach stuff together. One friend's panties down, which left me with 3 others to masturbate in before the end of the week. When Kate was ready the two of us went next door and checked in on the other girls. We waited until everyone was ready and then all went down to the beach hoping to find a decent spot to set up. After finding our spot we started putting on lotion and arranging our chairs and towels. I've had a bit of a crush on my friend Amber for a while and one of my tasks given by Sir Thanos was to be Amber's slave for the week without her knowing. Anytime she asked for anything, I'd do it. I'd offer her massages or to put on sun tan lotion, or whatever else she wanted. I started with that immediately, offering to help her with her lotion and applying it to her back for her. We sat out in the sun for a while, watching the guys/girls go by and working on our tans and then after a while Amber, Deb, and I went for a walk up the beach. I had on a purple and black bikini, Deb's was red with yellow Hawaiian flowers, and Amber's was red, and we definitely got our share of guys trying to pick us up going up the beach. We stopped off at one hotel where there looked like a lot going on and met a few guys from Virginia. We hung out with them for a while and got some beers and shots out of them...the beers were easy, but we each flashed our tits for the shots. They asked where we were heading that night and said they were going to be at Razzle's and that we should look for them there. When we left them we headed back toward our hotel feeling pretty good and managed to each get a few beers along with way back. I offered to go grab lunch for everyone and left for a while to find us some stuff to eat. Along the way I stopped to chat with a few guys and flashed my tits a couple times. I also stopped back at the room to masturbate for my third time of the day. After lunch I decided to go out on my own for a little while and told my friends I'd meet them back at the rooms later so we could get dinner and get ready to go out for the night. I hung around the pool area of the hotel and stopped to get a drink and then started off up the beach. I met a bunch of guys on the way and couldn't even say how many times I got hit on. I was feeling pretty excited and daring from the drinking and constant horniness and flashed my tits a bunch of times along the way. At one point I even allowed a guy to grab my boobs and got another guy to give my ass a few hard smacks. I wandered into a few hotels along the beach, checking in the pool area and having drinks bought for me a bunch of times. Finally at one hotel I found what I was looking for. Two guys were sitting near the pool watching girls walk by and talking to each other. From looking at them I kind of had a suspicion that they weren't exactly great at talking to women but when I sat and talked to them I knew my guess was right. They were both nice enough but were obviously extremely nervous talking to me and weren't sure what to say. I just tried to be friendly and not scare them too much but I had an agenda to carry out. Their names were Steve and Brian, they said, and they were both from New Jersey. They'd come down with a few other friends from school who were all out at the beach. I asked if they'd been meeting lots of hot girls down there and they both sort of looked around and said not really. Like I said before, I was feeling pretty excited and daring, so I decided now was a good time to start on another task for Sir Thanos. I asked the guys if they were staying in that hotel and when they said they were I asked if we could go up so I could check out the rooms. I said my friends and I had thought of staying there but ended up somewhere else but I wanted to see what the rooms were like in case we came back next year. It was a pretty bad lie, I know, but they didn't seem to notice. Or maybe they just didn't hear or care....a girl asked to go see their hotel room. I'm guessing I could have told them just about anything. We went up to the room and I pretended to look around a little bit and then told them I had to use their bathroom. Once in there I stripped off my bikini and stepped out into the room. They were sitting, talking and Steve had his back to me but Brian was facing me and almost choked and fell out of his chair. The Steve turned around and his eyes got all big and he just kind of stared. Let me tell you it was a pretty damn good feeling. I felt like I was some super model or goddess or something standing there. I walked over toward them and bent down and gave Steve a big kiss and climbed up onto his lap. I grinded against him, giving him a bit of a lap dance and took his hands and put them on my boobs. He was still pretty nervous but started to loosen up and was squeezing my boobs and playing with my nipples. I stayed on him for a minute or two and then got up and went to Brian and gave him the same treatment. After grinding on him for a couple minutes I slid down Brian's body until I was kneeling in front of him and started to undo his shorts. I tugged them down and bent forward and gave his cock a nice long lick from base to tip. Then I started to suck him, licking his cock up and down, taking it all in my mouth, swirling my tongue around it. At one point I looked back at Steve and kind of wiggled my ass at him, hoping to invite him to touch me, but I don't think he got the hint. I kept sucking on Brian though, bobbing my head up and down for a while but making sure he didn't cum. When I figured he couldn't take much more I sucked him harder and faster until he came in my mouth and I gulped it down. With him done and recovering, I turned to Steve and gave him the same attention, kneeling in front of him, yanking his shorts down and giving him a long blowjob. I kept licking and sucking him until he shot his cum down my throat too and then told the guys we should move to the bed. I had to use my hands and mouth some more to get them hard again but when they were both ready, we took a couple condoms from their friend's stash. Brian went first and we started off in just a missionary position but I quickly got us moved around to doggie style and he gave me a nice hard fuck. I had my head down on the bed and rubbed my clit a little while he was fucking me. His cock wasn't huge, maybe about average size, and he was a little clumsy and nervous, but it felt good and it didn't take him very long before he came again. He rubbed my ass a little bit and squeezed it and pulled out and then Steve took his place. He had me doggie style too at first but after a couple minutes I got him onto his back and rode him while he played with my tits. He came pretty quickly too and I slid off of him and lay on the bed. I had my eyes closed but felt a couple hands on me and then a finger slip into my pussy and start playing with me. That was followed by a second and then he was fingering me quickly while the other guy was playing with my tits and sucking on my nipples. I knew I wasn't allowed to cum so even though it felt great, after a few minutes I faked an orgasm and collapsed against the bed. I went into the bathroom to clean up a little and got dressed and when I came back out told the guys I had to get going. It was close to 4:30pm by then and I had to hurry to get back to the hotel to shower and everything for the night. They both were thanking me and said how incredible it had been and that their friends were never going to believe it. I let them take their pictures with me (again I felt like a celebrity or something) and said bye and then left. I went back to my hotel feeling very good aside from being even more sexually frustrated and still pretty horny, and went up to the room. Kate was already showering so I got my stuff together to get ready and waited for her to finish, then took a nice long hot shower, masterbating under the water. I dressed in a short black skirt and tight blue t-shirt that stops just above my bellybutton and met the others to head out. We all went out for dinner and then wandered around the clubs for a while. We spent most of the night at Razzle's, dancing, drinking, and having a great time talking to people. After a few hours there though we were ready to leave and started back toward the hotel. We ran into 4 guys from the hotel next to ours that said they were going to be getting into the hot tub and asked if we wanted to join them. They were pretty cute so we all agreed and got changed and met them back down by the hot tub. It was tough to squeeze everyone into the tub so a few of us were just sitting on the edge but we were all joking around, talking. The guys were trying hard to hit on us, doing everything they could to get us loosened up around them. All five of us were pretty buzzed and in great moods so it didn't take much. After a while we all had our tops off. I think Claire's went first and then mine and Deb, Kate, and Amber weren't far behind. Once our tops were off things kind of degenerated quickly. Guys started copping a feel, at first "accidentally" and then blatantly. People started pairing off, making out, groping. Amber took one of the guys back up to her room and Deb and another guy went up with them. Kate decided to head up to our room alone which left Claire and I with the other two guys. We went up to their rooms and the guy was all over me. He had my bikini bottoms off in no time and got his shorts off right after. We were kissing and groping and he kissed down my body, sucking on my nipples, moving down my stomach, kissed my inner thighs and then moved his tongue up over my pussy. He loved the fact I was totally shaved and smooth and started licking me, his tongue sliding in and out and then moving up and flicking across my clit. I was in heaven and hell all at once. Heaven because it felt sooooo damn good and hell because I was fighting not to cum. Finally I knew I was getting too close and had to make a decision so I faked an orgasm and inside was feeling totally frustrated and wanted to scream. After that I rolled over and returned the favor to him, sucking his cock, swirling my tongue over it in my mouth, slurping up and down him. I sucked him until he came and then kept sucking for a while after, working to get him hard again. When he was ready he had me up on all fours on the bed and took me from behind. There was nothing sensual or soft about it, he fucked me hard. He lasted a while since he had been drinking and had already cum once, but finally I felt him start to tense up and he pulled out and shot his cum all over my ass and lower back. We both passed out after that and fell asleep naked in his bed. My first full day of Spring Break and I'd masturbated a bunch of times, flashed my tits to total strangers, had a 3some with two guys, and finished the day being fucked hard by another guy.