0 comments/ 45265 views/ 4 favorites Oops! Ch. 02 By: bassbelly Elise surveyed the magnificent castle and grounds. It would be hers most of the time. Who would have ever thought that the two-bit slut she had been for most of her life would morph into what she had become. She was a high priced prostitute, but she had everything she wanted. She knew there might be some hard times ahead, but right now, that didn't worry her at all. The chief butler knocked on her door and she admitted him. "Orders from Herr Herman," he informed her, "Get on the Gulfstream and fly to Berlin. There you will meet Herr Haas. You are to accompany Herr Haas for two days. You will be his companion and bedmate. Then, fly back here." "Sounds like fun. I hope this guy isn't a total loser." she thought. The butler loaded her bags into the Mercedes Benz limo and accompanied her to the airport where she boarded one of Herr Herman's Gulfstream jets. It was off to Berlin! Another limo met her at the Berlin airport and took her to the best hotel in the city. She was checked in to a large suite with a hot tub and a wet bar. She took a bath and jumped into the hot tub. 30 minutes later the door bell rang and she pressed the remote button. The door opened and there stood a tall Arian looking guy about 40 years old. He didn't say a word he just took his clothes off and joined her in the hot tub. "You are here to get a proper passport among other things," he announced, "I will be here for two days. I will be sleeping with you. You will then fly back to Frankfurt." That sounded good to Elise. "Could be worse," she thought. Herr Haas slid over next to her and gently petted her breasts. He took a nipple into his mouth and sucked tenderly. One hand slid up her thigh to her neatly trimmed bush. He flicked her clit. She started twitching and moaning as she received the first really good sexual sensations she had had in a while. "By the way, your new last name is Ecstein. This will appear on your passport. Tomorrow we will take care of that business. Right now, we have to take care of us!" He took her hand and led her away from the hot tub. They dried each other off and headed for the bedroom. When they got to the huge bed, he laid her down gently and started kissing her legs finishing up at her pussy where he licked and sucked on her clit. She was writhing and quivering under his attentions. He stuck his finger in her vagina and massaged her 'g' spot. She went wild and grabbed his cock, guiding it to her waiting lips. She licked the pre-cum from its tip and then swallowed it all the way to the back of her throat. "Damn," exclaimed Herr Haas. He had received blow jobs before, but never anything like this! "Don't ever stop," he cried as she bobbed her head up and down on his prick. He had her labia sucked into his mouth and was running his tongue up and down them. His cock started to swell and he knew it wouldn't be long. "Oh, oh, oh!" he shouted as the first blast of warm Arian cum shot down her throat. He had never been brought off this fast, not even his first time. "OH, CHRIST!" Elise screamed as she came on his face. "I can't wait to see what else he has in mind," she thought as her orgasm wound down. Herr Haas got up and ordered room service. He and Elise did not get out of bed for 2 days except to get her passport. By the time he escorted her to the airport, he was completely fucked out. Reluctantly, he led her up the steps into the jet. He kissed her hard one more time, then he deplaned and the jet moved to the end of the runway and took off. As soon as she got to the castle in Frankfurt, the chief butler took her passport. "We must acquire a visa," he explained. Then he was gone. A week later the butler appeared, presented her passport to her and announced, "You will go to the airport. You will be flying to New York. You will meet Mr. Hansen and do for him what you did for Herr Haas." She quickly opened the passport and there was a U.S. visa. Her bags were packed for her. The butler gave her another credit card. She took the limo to the airport, once again boarding the Gulfstream. The big business jet thundered down the runway and disappeared into the west. Mr. Hansen met her at JFK. He escorted her to a limo and they set off for downtown Manhattan. He had an apartment downtown. It was, of course, a penthouse apartment. The private elevator whisked them up to the penthouse. It was easily the equal of the other residences she had visited. Expensive art adorned the walls. Various pieces of art sat in cupboards around the living area. She noticed that the drapery was all oriental silk. The view was fantastic. He escorted her around the place. It was around fifteen thousand square feet, she reckoned. He showed her a massive bedroom with a huge silk covered bed. He took her into the 'play' room. There were all kinds of interesting toys in the room and all of them were used for sexual enhancement of one kind or another. She had seen most of them during training on the island. "Do you like this?" Mr. Hansen inquired. "It looks interesting," she replied. "By the way, where's the kitchen?" "If you get hungry, just summon Jeffers. He's a professional chef. We are busy people and don't have much time to mess around cooking. Now, my dear, why don't you get comfortable? My sleeping quarters are your sleeping quarters. We'll visit the play room later." Elise walked into the bedroom and immediately divested herself of her clothing. She stretched out naked on the bed. How lucky could a girl get? Mr. Hansen entered the bedroom. "Let's knock some of this New York dust off before we do anything else," he said. He stripped down to nudity. She noticed he had a nicely shaped cock about 7" long. "Big enough to play with," she thought. The shower turned out to be another huge room with water jets everywhere. When the water came on it was instantly hot. No warm up. Amazing. He walked over to her and grabbed her tits. Then he rubbed her pussy. "Let's get soapy," he exclaimed. He started soaping her up with a wonderful smelling body wash. It made her feel warm all over. She soaped him and rubbed his cock. She washed his nuts. She washed his ass and stuck a finger in it. He moaned and moved back onto her finger. She shoved it in to the second joint and twisted it. Then she jerked it out. He almost came when she yanked her finger out of his ass. That hadn't been done to him before. "Let's get rinsed and get out," he said. He used big, rough European towels to dry off. As she dried him off she once again rubbed his dick good and hard. He did the same to her tits and pussy. Throwing the towels on the floor, they walked gland in hand to the bedroom. He jumped in bed and she followed him. "I am yours to command until my boss calls," she informed him, "What do you want to do first?" "I always wanted a toy like you," declared Mr. Hansen. "I may try to buy you from Herman." Elise didn't answer him. It made no difference to her who owned her as long as he had bucks. All of Herr Herman's buddies had bucks. "You are in charge," said Mr. Hansen, "Do what you want." Elise sprang across the bed and grabbed his balls. She greedily sucked them one at a time and then made a valiant but unsuccessful attempt to gobble both of them up at once. She grabbed them again and slid her hungry mouth over his dick. She deep throated him. He had a wild look in his eyes as she took his whole cock into her throat and started swallowing. "OH Jesus!" he cried. He had never felt anything like that before. He knew he was going to cum faster than he ever had. He tried to hold it off, but Elise had too much skill. He fired his load down her throat. His dick slipped out of her mouth. "Damn, I have never cum that fast or that hard in my life!" he exclaimed. She smiled up at him. Not a drop had escaped her sucking gullet. She had swallowed it all. Hansen knew it was going to be a very fun few days. As she grinned at him she tickled his perineum. He twitched. She knew he was going to like whatever she decided on. "Let's do it like missionaries," she suggested. Hansen had very seldom done it that way so it kind of intrigued him. "Whatever you say sugar, you're driving." She spread her legs and invited him in. He complied with no hesitation. His cock skidded off her thigh and planted itself solidly in her cunt. She started an action with her pussy muscle that had to be felt to be believed. Her cunt was massaging his cock like a milking machine. "Oh Jesus," Hansen muttered, "I'll never last long like this!" "Yes you will," she replied remembering the lessons taught to her on the island. She knew exactly how to bring him right to the brink and keep him there until he was begging for release. She continued to work her pussy on him as he wiggled in an attempt to shove his dick in further. Just as he was ready to cum she clamped down hard with her cunt and stop the motion. She did that five or six times. Hansen was going out of his mind. He wanted to cum so bad but she wouldn't let him. He had never been at this peak for this long in his life. Still she tortured him with her talented snatch. Finally he cried out, "Please, please let me cum!! You're killing me!" In response the milking sensation increased rapidly. He knew he was going to have the most fabulous climax of his life. She continued to milk his cock. Suddenly he eyes clamped shut and he tried to drill her through the mattress. He stuffed it in as far as it would go and held still while he off-loaded the biggest gob of cum he had ever produced. He fell to one side as she smiled up at him. "That's my version of the missionary position," she grinned. "What do you think?" "That's lethal," he replied as he panted back down to earth. "If you could bottle that stuff you'd have more money than Herman." "After you recover, let's go have a look at your 'game' room." she smiled. "Good idea," puffed Hansen. "I should be recovered in a month or two!" She woke up with a start, not remembering where she was. Then reality set in and she remembered she was in New York with some guy named Hansen. In fact, he was lying next to her and had his finger in her pussy. He was asleep but his finger wasn't. "He must be having a hell of a dream," She thought as she felt his finger wiggling around her G spot. Her pussy was sopping wet. She was approaching orgasm. She grinned. What if he brought her off and never woke up? Too good! She humped his finger. Her dam burst and she flooded the bed with girl juice. Hansen still had not awakened. She enjoyed the feeling of coming down from her orgasm and then drifted off to sleep again. He woke up and felt the pussy wrapped around his finger. His hand was wet with cum. She was wriggling around in her sleep. He felt for her G spot wondering if he could bring her off in her sleep. He stroked his finger into her a little more vigorously. She moaned and humped harder. Suddenly she bucked her hips and shot cum into his hand which by now was a gooey mess. He took his finger out of her snatch and got up to go to the bathroom. Almost as soon as Hansen left the bed, Elise was awake. "What a dream!" she thought. She wandered off to the bathroom to find him in the shower. "Sleep well?" he asked with a wry grin. "Yeah, how about you?" she giggled. Hansen wondered what was so funny, but decided it wasn't that important. After all, they had to explore his sex lab today. She got in the shower with him and soaped him up. She polished his rod and gripped his nuts. She felt them contract a little and she knew it wouldn't take much to send him over the edge. "I wonder what got him so ready?" she asked herself. She rinsed his cock off, dropped to her knees and popped his hard cock into her mouth. Once again she deep throated him. She swallowed. He groaned. She hummed a happy little tune. He came like a freight train. "Shower's over," he announced. They dried each other off and ordered a meal. It only took Jeffers about twenty minutes to prepare and serve it. The meal was delicious. They polished it off with a two hundred dollar bottle of wine. They were both a little wobbly as they headed for the game room. He escorted her inside. "Would you like to try the Chinese trapeze?" he asked. She had seen one before on the island and she knew how it worked. She hopped up into the swinging seat. "Who winds it up?" she asked. "It's electric, self winding. We don't have to work at all," he replied sliding into position under her. His oak hard shaft was sticking right straight up as she wound herself down over it. When her pussy touched his thighs he pushed a button and it wound itself back up. It was much better than the one on the island. After her pussy had twisted around his cock twenty times or so he felt himself about to cum. "I'm gonna squirt into you!" he remarked excitedly. "I'm gonna cum too," she responded. The trapeze continued to twist and twirl. She had never felt anything like this. It twisted right down to Hansen's lap just as she came hard. As she wound up again, Hansen came too. He shot semen all over her pussy and ass. It was great. He crawled out from under the trapeze and shut off the machine. His only comment was, "Wow!" "Your cock's all droopy," remarked Elise. "Yeah, it is kind of floppy," Hansen replied. "We better rest for a while. I've got to make a couple of phone calls. Go into the TV room and amuse yourself." She was fiddling around with the remote controller when Hansen came into the room. He didn't look happy. "Herman called and wants you to go to Australia right away," he said sadly. "I wish we had more time together. It was just starting to be a lot of fun!" "Oh well," she replied. "I guess it's over for now. How do I get a visa?" "Jeffers is getting it for you right now," Hansen replied. "We won't even have time for a quickie." Elise replied, "Too bad! Maybe I'll get to stay longer next time." Jeffers had packed her bags and put them in the limo. She wasn't happy with the turn of events, but she was a slave and could do nothing. The limo let her out in front of a Gulfstream waiting at the executive terminal. She boarded the corporate jet and it slipped down the runway and out across the wide, blue Pacific. She was the only passenger on the jet. She dozed off in her seat. Four and a half hours later they were landing in Honolulu. She deplaned and was escorted to a limo which took her to the Royal Hawaiian on Waikiki Beach. She learned that she had a suite there for two nights before the long flight to Australia. "Two days without cock," she thought glumly. She briefly considered scooping up one of the beach boys but decided against it. She knew that Herr Herman would be very angry if he found out. She didn't want to wind up in a Kenyan whorehouse. Two days later an escort appeared and took her back to the airport. She got on the jet and once more they glided across the Pacific. Four hours out of Honolulu, she heard an ominous rumble coming from the rear of the plane. A steward appeared and said," Strap in. We are having engine troubles and may crash!" Her blood froze. "So this is how it ends," she thought. "It looks like it's time for me to pay the price for the life I've led." She could see they were losing altitude rapidly. The friendly blue Pacific now looked like a horrible blue monster, ready to consume her. "Oh damn!" she wailed. "We're all gonna die." She remembered the tiger sharks from the island. The sharp descent stopped about 200 feet above the waves as the jet started to pancake into the sea. The pilot skillfully made a nose up landing on the water. As soon as the jet stopped, the steward broke out the life raft and deployed it alongside the sinking aircraft. She got into the raft with the pilot, copilot and steward. They watched as their link to civilization slipped beneath the waves. "Don't panic," said the captain as he deployed the sail. "I know where we are and we should be able to sail to the nearest island in about two days. We got off a mayday and location before we went in so we should be ok." A small pool of relief trickled into Elise's mind. Maybe she wouldn't die after all. Three days later they spotted the island. They got busy on the oars and were soon shooting through the surf and onto the beach. The men dragged the raft up into the tree line and broke out the 'stranded' kit. They constructed a small hut for protection from the sun. It gave them somewhere to sleep. "You guys scout the island and see if we are alone," the captain ordered. The two men walked off in different directions. "Funny turn of fate, huh?" he said. "Herr Herman won't be pleased," Elise averred. "He hates it when his plans are disrupted." "I've known Herman for a long time," the pilot said. "He will make every effort to find us." Elise walked over to the pilot and sat down next to him. "What'll we do until the cavalry arrives?" she asked with a sexy smile. "I'm sure we'll think of something," the pilot answered and cupped her breast. She gave a small moan as he rolled her nipple in his fingers. He leaned in and kissed her, ramming his tongue down her throat. They played tonsil hockey for a little while. She grabbed his cock through his uniform. "We're overdressed," she observed as she stripped off her skirt and blouse. He removed his coat, shirt and pants and then removed her bra. Her magnificent tits bobbed free. "Talk about the perks of the wealthy!" the pilot remarked. He stroked her tits and noticed a growing wet spot on her panties. "She's ready," he thought. He laid her back on the raft floor and jerked her panties off. He pulled his boxers off. His 6" cock waved in the island breeze. He quickly mounted her and thrust his prick into her honey pot. "Thank god!" she thought. She hadn't had a cock in her since Hansen. It felt so good as he stroked in and out of her. She performed her missionary trick on the pilot. Soon he was panting like a bird dog. "Make me come," he pleaded. "Not yet, quality takes time," she replied as she played him up and down the climax scale. Suddenly her pussy started a rapid rhythm. His breathing was shallow. He slammed into her hoping for release. He didn't quite understand what she was doing to him but he knew he didn't want it to stop. Just as he thought his balls would explode, her pussy clamped down hard on his cock and performed a quivering motion that drove him over the top and into the biggest, best orgasm he had ever had. "Perks of the wealthy," flashed across his mind as he fell off of her and started a nap. Unsatisfied, Elise put most of her clothes back on and waited for the return of the crew. An hour later the steward showed up. "Nope, nobody's here," he said, looking at the partially dressed Elise. "I found a nice little clearing back in the jungle," he offered. Elise was now near maximum horny. "Let's go," she enthusiastically agreed. Five minutes back into the trees was a small glade with a fresh water pond. The steward stopped in the middle of the glade and Elise dropped to her knees in front of him. "I need this more than you do," she remarked as she dragged out his cock and immediately deep throated him. His worlds suddenly consisted of his cock and two lips. He could not think of anything else. He felt her swallowing around his cock head. He had never felt anything like this before. He exploded down her throat. She didn't spill a drop. "OK, let's get serious," she said as she pulled off his pant and boxers. She jumped out of her panties and flopped down on the turf. She grabbed his flaccid cock and started jacking him off. It slowly rose in her expert hands. She pulled him to her, desperate now for release. She rolled him onto his back and jammed his dick into her center. He had a much larger appendage than the pilot. She happily bounced up and down on his thickening meat. She rubbed herself back and forth so that her clit was sanding his pubic bone. Harder and faster she rode. He came into her and a minute later she got the much sought relief. She threw her head back and screamed, "YES, YES, YES!" Oops! Ch. 02 If you read 'Oops!' You'll know that I had a secret - well, shall we say, 'experience' with Danielle's sister Carly - so secret that not even Carly knew about it. "How?" I hear you ask. Let's just say there was alcohol involved and one thing led to another, which led to me cumming all over Carly's hot little butt. But if you want the whole story, then read the story. You may remember the four sisters from 'Oops!' or you may not. They are four of the most gorgeous women ever, but then maybe I'm biased as the eldest is my wife. All four of these women had bodies to die for, at least last time I saw them they did. That was just over two years ago. If they were anything like my wife, Danielle, then they had managed to maintain their incredible figures and healthy, natural good looks through a steady regime of doing bugger all and eating whatever they wanted. Lucky bastards! It's amazing what genetics can do for you. Both of their parents remained slim throughout their lives and did nothing to deserve it. However there is one side to their genetic makeup that they had to be wary of. They all had very addictive natures. As a result of his addictions, their father was also a very violent man who regularly beat his wife and daughters for the slightest of infractions. So there was no mourning when he left, in fact it was more like a family-wide sigh of relief, followed by a massive party. What occurred at this party will stay in my erotic fantasies forever. Both of their parents were severe alcoholics and in the past year their father had passed away from indulging in too much of a good time. He had left his family just over two years ago, much to the relief of all concerned, and met up with a woman who was quite a bit younger than him. She also had addictions but hers were of a far more hard-core variety. It turned out she got him hooked on heroin and several varieties of party drugs. Being the man he was, he couldn't turn down the 'opportunity' and it eventually got the better of him. When news of his death filtered through to his wife and daughters, it was only after his will had been executed and he had already been buried. My wife was left a little lost for a while after this. She felt a bit awkward that she didn't feel bad about his death or miss him at all. Personally, I think she felt at a loss because there seemed to be no finality about it - no funeral to say goodbye or good riddance as the case might be. We hadn't managed to get to see any of Danielle's family last year, although we normally travel there every year to see them. Last year we just couldn't get there as Danielle had returned to university and was in the middle of exams. She was a bit pissed off that none of them had bothered to come and visit us and I can't say that I blame her. It always seems to me that we are the ones making the effort for them. Danielle, being the oldest sister, always felt a bit protective of her younger sisters so she couldn't stay angry at them for long and made up all kinds of excuses for them. When the opportunity arose to travel up there this year, she jumped at it. I must say that I was a lot more interested this year as well. Remembering that fantastic party and the amazingly erotic night it produced certainly raised my interest and my cock. In fact I spent most of the two thousand mile drive with a hard-on. Danielle seemed to be really getting into the swing of things too. She was normally very reserved sexually, and when we went north it was even worse - like someone turned the sex tap off. This year it was the complete opposite. The amount of times we stopped on a small side road or rest stop just to fuck, it's amazing we got there at all. She seemed to be getting a taste for a bit of exhibitionism as well. Every time we stopped it was just a bit more daring than the last. Sometimes it was closer to the main highway, sometimes she would wait until she saw a rest stop with people in it and tell me to stop. One time she got me to stop in a service station car park. She told me she wanted to get a drink because it was so damn hot. If any of you have ever been to the northern parts of Queensland, Australia in the summer, you will know just how hot and steamy it gets there. No amount of air conditioning in the car can remove the humidity. She told me to stay in the car and keep the air-con going as she wouldn't be long. I watched her as she got out of the car and noticed her short summer dress had bunched up in the back and the sweat was making it stick to her. Her lovely bum was on display with the cheeks peeking out the bottom of her white cotton panties. "That's interesting." I thought. "She must have changed them after our last road side stop. I thought she had pink panties on." I know I should have said something to her but I figured she would feel it and pull it back down. Besides, I just love looking at her hot ass and any excuse will do. I couldn't believe it as she just sauntered straight into the shop without even touching it, and was it just me, or was she swaying her hips a little more than she usually does when she walks? I was hard as steel in moments and when she leaned over the counter to pick up the newspaper she had decided to get as well as the drinks, I could see her pussy lips straining against the fabric of her panties. I also noticed that the teenage boy sweeping the floor of the shop had noticed as well. His jaw hung open and I swear his tongue nearly fell out onto his shirt front. The man at the counter was none the wiser as he obviously couldn't see what was going on. That didn't stop him from having a quick peek down the front of her dress as she bent over. Danielle paid for the drinks and the newspaper, and as she turned to leave the shop she pulled down her dress where it was bunched up and winked at the boy with the broom who promptly went the color of a beetroot. She sauntered back out to the car with her hips swaying like a hypnotist's watch and a wicked grin on her face. "You could have told me my dress had ridden up," she said as she got in and dumped the cold drink bottle right in my crotch. "Holy shit, that's cold! Like you didn't already know it was! Did you enjoy giving your little show?" Danielle laughed as we pulled out of the parking lot. Gravel sprayed up and rattled under the car as I took off. "O.K. you caught me. I was only planning on teasing you a bit but when I realized broom boy was looking at my ass too, well, I have to admit that really made me hot." "You showed him more than a bit of ass, honey." "What?" "When you bent over to get the newspaper your pussy was well on display." "Bullshit! I've got panties on." "Yeah, but when you bent over, they pushed against your pussy. I could see your pussy lips clearly from here so he definitely got a good look too. When I think about it, I bet the older guy at the counter was looking down the front of your dress as well." "Oh my god! You're kidding!" "Nope. I've gotta say though, it's made me hard as a rock thinking about it. I mean, there was a stranger at either end of you, both of them thinking about fucking you." "Oh fuck that's hot! Not what I intended though." "I know. That's what makes it so fucking hot. I mean, think about it - one guy, a complete stranger, was thinking about your sweet pussy and what it would be like to slide those panties to one side and shove his hot, hard cock into you while the other one, also a complete stranger wanted to feel your tits, probably while you were bent over like that and no doubt with your lips wrapped around his throbbing cock." "Oh fuck, shut up! You're making me wet. Look." Danielle lifted up the front of her dress and sure enough I could see a small damp spot appearing on the front of her new white panties. "Mmm, that looks very yummy. Do you know what that young guy with the broom is doing right now?" "What?" "He's hiding in the bathroom. He's got his cock out and is slowly stroking it with his eyes shut tight and the image of your panty-covered ass and pussy burning in his brain." "I never thought I'd be into this, but that is making me so fucking horny." "I'm pretty turned on thinking about that too." "What do you mean?" she asked with a worried look on her face. "Do you want to see me get fucked by two strangers?" "I've got to say that the mental image is turning me on a lot, but no, I don't think I want you to be fucked by a stranger but I sure loved them looking at your sexy body." "Oh well, like I said, I didn't intend to show them but it was a lot of fun." "So what are you going to do about your little moisture problem?" "Hmm. I think I've got just the remedy." She started to dig around in her hand bag and pulled out her mini vibe. She turned it on and immediately started running it over her pussy with her panties in between. There was an immediate moan and the scent of her pussy got a little more intense. Slipping her hips forward a bit further she pulled her panties to one side then spread her legs and her pussy open and applied the vibrator straight to her clit. She worked the little vibe up and down her slit, moving down to her hole getting it nice and wet and then back up to her clit. When it got back up to her clit she would gasp. She swapped the vibe into her other hand and then slowly pushed a finger straight into herself, letting out a deep moan as it slid all the way in. "Knowing that young guy was looking straight at my pussy turns me on so much, and thinking about him pulling his hard prick while thinking of me is so good. Oh man I'm gonna cum, oh, oh, ohhhh!" Danielle now had two fingers slamming in and out of her pussy, making a slurping noise while her other hand held the vibe right against her clit. She was making animalistic grunts as she bucked her hips against her hand. In between puffs she said, "Wow, I haven't cum that fast in a long time. I can't believe how horny I've been all day. Oh no, look at you, I can't leave you all uncomfortable like that. You look like you're about to split your pants." Danielle immediately reached over and squeezed my cock through my shorts. She was rewarded with a damp patch appearing at the tip of my cock and soaking through the material. "Oh poor baby, let me fix that for you." She tried to pull my cock out but I had to give her a bit of help as things had gotten awfully tight. Not an easy task when you're driving down a freeway but as they say where there's a will there's a way. Once it was out she dove on it. She grabbed it hard with one hand then leant over and took my knob straight in her mouth. She was swirling her tongue around my knob and sucking really hard, just on the tip. It felt pretty amazing to me but she was obviously uncomfortable as she took my cock out of her mouth and sat up. "That's not going to work. This is better." She moved around on the seat until she was on her knees with her ass up in the air and her head in my lap. She licked the pre cum that had developed at the tip of my cock and then slowly slid her lips down the entire length of my shaft, taking me into her throat. I could feel her swallowing to stop the gag reflex and it felt incredible as her throat squeezed around my cock. Then she slowly slid my cock out of her mouth. Once again she sucked my cock deep into her mouth and started to hum. "That feels so good baby, I love it when you do that. I can feel it vibrate right down into my balls." I reached over to her ass that was up in the air right next to her window. I started to rub her ass cheeks. She loves it when I play with her ass. I pulled her skirt up and discovered that her panties were still pushed to one side. I slowly moved my middle finger down towards her pussy. She was still incredibly wet and some of her juices had obviously run down into her ass crack when she came earlier. I started sliding my finger up and down, going from her clit, over her hole then up over her ass hole and then back down again. She was obviously really enjoying this as she picked up the pace on my cock and increased the suction. It was then that I noticed a Minivan in the other lane a bit ahead of us, and it gave me a naughty idea. Danielle had her face on my cock. Without her realizing, I slowly sped up just a little bit. I was a bit uncertain, as I didn't know how a stranger might react to this but I had to find out. As I got closer I saw that it was a car load of guys in about their early twenties. I decided to go for it and sped up until I was matching their pace right next to the driver's window. The other driver looked across and swerved a bit in shock at what he saw. He started talking to the others in the car who all clambered over to the windows on the driver's side of the van. I kept working Danielle's pussy and ass right in the faces of these guys as we kept pace. One of the guys turned around to say something to the others. When he turned back another face appeared in the window - a young woman this time. She had a look of shock on her face at what she was seeing but she didn't seem to be able to take her face away from the window. It turned me on so much to have this hot young woman watching me finger my wife's pussy and ass while she sucked on my cock. I was really struggling to hold on and not cum - Danielle doesn't normally let me cum in her mouth. Not that she hates it; she just prefers to feel me unload in her pussy or ass. I could really feel the pressure building in my balls and I warned Danielle that if she kept going I was going to cum. She just moaned and sucked harder. She pushed her ass more firmly against my hand and I slipped a finger into her ass. I looked across to see what the reaction to this was in the other car. The guys in the front were pumping their fists in the air but the reaction in the back was a bit different. The girl had taken her top off and was sitting sideways on the lap of the guy nearest the window. He had his mouth firmly on her nipple. The other guy in the back had his hand on her other tit and she had her mouth open, her head thrown back and her eyes shut. This was all I could take, and that image threw me over the edge and I started to cum. It seemed like I came for ever. Spurt after spurt squirted from my cock straight into my wife's mouth. I was really struggling to keep the car going in a straight line. Danielle sat up and looked over at the other vehicle and immediately knew what had happened. Instead of being pissed off she opened her mouth wide and showed them all my cum. She closed her mouth, swallowed exaggeratedly then opened her mouth to show them it was empty. The guys in front started cheering and she rewarded them with a flash of her tits. I then took off down the highway, accelerating away from them. "Why didn't you tell me we had an audience?" she chided. "I didn't want you to stop." "I wouldn't have stopped, next time tell me okay." I liked the sound of that. Next time. Not long after that we pulled over into a motel for the night. It was so humid that we really had trouble getting to sleep, and hearing the couple next door going at it all night didn't help. It sounded like they were going for hours. If there was only one girl in there she was going to be sore in the morning. As for us we were just too tired to produce anything of note - just a very short quickie to try and get us off to sleep. In the morning we woke to what sounded like a herd of elephants in the next room, and when I got up to look out the window I couldn't believe that the people coming from the next room and piling into their minivan were the same ones we saw yesterday. I turned to Danielle who was making a cup of coffee for us both. "You're not going to believe who our neighbors were." She had a puzzled look on her face as we don't know anyone in the area. "Who?" "Do you remember a minivan yesterday?" "Oh... no way!" "Yep." "Well that explains the noise last night. I wonder how many of them had a go with her." Danielle had a look on her face that seemed to be half awe and half curiosity. "I don't know, but I think she might need an inflatable hemorrhoid pillow today, judging by the way she hobbled out to the car. She's got a big smile though." We both had a laugh at the thought but I couldn't help but notice that Danielle seemed to be day dreaming about something all through her morning coffee. The rest of the day was spent traveling with not as many pit stops. Our conversations drifted off into that comfortable silence you only get with someone you know well. Every once in a while Danielle would come out with some random statement or question, each one centered round the girl in the van. "I wonder if they're all feeling awkward in that van today?" and "I wonder if she's feeling sore after last night" or "do you think she'll be wanting more?" and "I wonder what it feels like to have all those cocks in you? How many do you think she could take at once? Just one or two, or do you think she got all three holes filled?" I was beginning to wonder if she was just intrigued or really wanted to try this, and if she did, how would I feel about it? "I don't know honey, I wasn't there. How many do you think she could take?" "I don't know, but it's pretty hot to think that just one wall away from us she was getting drilled and maybe completely full of cock - real cock, not just toys like we play with but three real, hot, throbbing, squirting cocks." She now had her hands between her thighs and was rubbing her pussy through her panties. Needless to say, that became one of our pit stops. The closer we got to our destination the more I just wanted to get there. We were both tired from the two-day drive and needed a dip in the pool followed by a comfortable bed. When we finally arrived we were greeted by Danielle's mum but all of her sisters were out, either at work, with a boyfriend, or at a friend's place. It was a bit of an anti climax to be honest, as I'd been looking forward to seeing the girls. Danielle's mum was definitely looking a lot better than last time I'd seen her. She had a bit more color about her and she didn't look as haggard. I commented that she looked well and she surprised us both. "Well, six months off the booze will make you look better. Sure as hell makes me feel better." "Wow, really mum?" "Yeah. Once that scum bag dropped dead it was like the weight of the world just lifted off me. I wasn't scared that he'd come back any more, and the fact that he had a sizeable life assurance policy that he'd forgotten to change out of my name certainly didn't hurt." I burst out laughing. "The prick will be rolling in his grave." "Good!" my wife told her. "It's not like he didn't owe you, mum. You deserve it all and more for the things he did to you." Danielle almost spat with vehemence. The rest of the evening we spent just lazing around in the pool. After I'd totally relaxed and soaked long enough, I said to Danielle. "When everyone gets home, let's have a barbecue. I'll go get some seafood and a few nice steaks. Do you want make up some salads?" "Yeah that sounds great. I'll have to send the others a text message and make sure they are coming home though. Belinda's got a new boyfriend, so they might be busy if you know what I mean? Amanda will be home from her friend's place soon and I think Carly finishes work in about half an hour." "O.K. I'll get dressed and head down to the market. Just send me a message and let me know how many will be there." As I drove off down the road I was thinking about Danielle's sisters and it seemed odd to me how Belinda now had a boyfriend. She's eighteen now so I shouldn't feel weird about it, but last time I saw her she was still at high school. Carly was definitely in my thoughts too. Last time I stayed with them she ended up with a load of my hot cum all over her ass. I still instantly get hard when I think about that night. I wonder if she ever figured out why she had a sticky ass in the morning. I guessed I'd find out that night. I hoped it wasn't too awkward. Oops! Ch. 02 I couldn't believe I was so nervous about seeing Carly. What if she'd figured it out and thought I had taken advantage of her. What if she said something to Danielle? I mean, it's not like I did it intentionally but I still don't think she'd take it too well. Oh well. Time will tell, as they say. I arrived at the market just in time as the seafood place was about to close, and thankfully, as I was walking through the door, the phone buzzed to let me know that they all would be there, including Belinda's new boyfriend. I made my order and took off to the supermarket to get the steak as the butcher had already closed. All the way back to the house I was nervous about the reception I'd get from Carly. I was really sweating on it by the time I turned into the street. I sure hoped I was building it all up into something worse than it really was. On the nature strip were two cars that weren't there before and worse - one was a police car. Oh crap! I was screwed now. I couldn't just high tail it out of there and leave Danielle behind. Might as well just face the music and get it over with. How could this silly situation have gotten so far out of hand? I forced myself to get out of the car and into the house. Every step felt like I had lead boots on and I was so stressed by the time I opened the door I felt like I was going to vomit. I walked into the living room and there was the whole family looking at me. Oh crap! There's the girls' mum and Danielle looking at me confused, and Carly with a smirk on her face. Oh crap Oh crap! There's Belinda sitting next to a cop and, wait a minute, why was Belinda holding the cop's hand? Amanda was saying something to me. "Oh, hi sweetie. Sorry. Didn't mean to be rude." Danielle was still looking at me funny. "What's wrong honey? You look like you've seen a ghost?" "Nah, I'm right, just freaked out when I walked in and everyone was looking at me and there's a co... sorry police officer sitting on the couch. Just didn't expect it. Sorry." Shut up fool you're talking too much. Carly got up and was almost laughing at me now. She came up and gave me a hug and spoke to me in my ear. "Naughty boy must have thought he was in trouble or something." She laughed at my shocked reaction then wandered off to her room. Belinda said, "This is my boyfriend Dave." "G'day Dave. Sorry about the weird entrance. I don't normally behave like a halfwit in front of new people. It's just been a big couple of days." "No worries mate. Good to meet you at last. This one here prattles on about you all the time. If I didn't know better I'd say she has a bit of a crush on you." Belinda cuddled up to him. "Did it seem like I had a crush on anyone other than you this afternoon when you should have been working Dave?" Belinda made it sound oh so innocent but I could see she'd turned into quite the vixen in the last two years. Dave blushed and stammered some excuse about needing to get the car back to the station. "I thought you were staying for the barbecue?" I didn't want him to just run off. Some male company would be good in this house full of women. "Yeah, I'll be right back. Just gotta take the car back. The boss is good; he doesn't mind us using the car a bit after work if there's nothing going on but best not to push the friendship." "O.K. See you in about fifteen minutes?" "No worries. I'll pick up some beers on the way back." I wasn't sure if Danielle's mum would mind us drinking, so I hadn't brought any beer back from the market but it seemed like Dave knew the score. The girls were all catching up with each other so I headed out the back to fire up the barbecue. I had it all going and heating up as well as having all the food set out ready to go but I was waiting for Dave to get back so he wouldn't end up with cold or overcooked seafood. While I was waiting I was day dreaming and I nearly jumped a mile when Belinda came up behind me and pinched me on the bum. "Bloody hell, you're a bit jumpy tonight aren't you?" "You just scared the shit out of me. I was day dreaming." "I've got a question for you." "Shoot." "Do you still have your good camera?" "Yes, but before you ask, you know I don't lend it to anyone." "No, I don't want to borrow it exactly." "O.K. Now I'm confused. What's up? "Well it's Dave's birthday in two weeks and I wanted to get some photos of me for him - you know nice ones - like glamour photos." "Oh. Well I could try. I'm not that good at portraits but I'll do what I can." "That would be great, but do you think Danielle would mind?" "What's there to mind? I'm just taking some photo's of her little sister right?" "I just wasn't sure if she'd mind you taking glamour photos of me." She put extra emphasis on the word 'glamour'. Her face was starting to glow a nice shade of red but I just put it down to her being shy about the possibility of wearing something a little revealing in front of me. "I don't see why it would be a problem but we can run it by her later on." "Just don't let on to Dave o.k. because I want it to be a surprise." "No problem." After Belinda had gone back inside Danielle came out with the oil and the barbecue utensils. "What was your problem before when you walked in?" "Oh nothing I just wasn't expecting Belinda's boyfriend to be a cop and when I walked in everyone was looking at me, just freaked me out a little." "Guilty conscience hey?" If only you knew. "After the last few days, you bet. Someone might have seen us and given the cops our rego." Danielle looked at me with that evil grin again and said. "Perhaps if they had pulled us over I would have had to convince them to not arrest us. Offer them a little pay off. Maybe I would have had to take them both on at the same time so they would let us go. What do you think?" "I think you've become a naughty girl who craves cock, and lots of it. I also think I like it." Danielle laughed. "You might be right. I think you've corrupted me. Besides, if the cops who pulled us over looked like Dave does I would be tempted for sure. Belinda's got good taste in men." "Really? You think he's hot or is it the thought of being handcuffed while you were used and abused that gets you all excited?" "Bit of both I think." "We might have to play with that idea later. Speaking of later, Belinda has asked a favor of me but I want to run it by you first. So when we've got some quiet time I'd like to talk to you about it o.k.?" "Sure, sounds intriguing." "Don't mention anything to Dave though because it's about a surprise for his birthday." "O.k. Do you think he's going to be much longer? I'm bloody starving." As Danielle was saying, this Dave was walking through the back door with a slab of beer and a bag of ice. "Speak of the devil!" "There you are. About time you got here; I've got a hunger for some meat." Danielle winked at Dave as she went back inside. Dave looked at me with one eyebrow raised in question and I just laughed. "Don't worry about her. She's just testing you to see if you have a sense of humor." "Fair enough. Just wasn't expecting that. Want a beer?" "That would be great mate. Yeah these girls can all surprise you from time to time. They like to keep you on your toes. It's all in good fun though. Probably should get this food cooking before one of them comes out here and beats me." "Yeah I know what you mean about the surprises. Belinda surprised the hell out of me the other day. I was on patrol down near the river where they all go swimming. I had no idea she was even down there until I had to reprimand a girl for flashing her tits at police officers. I pulled over and here's this girl with her shirt up over her face flashing her tits at us and when I asked her to put her shirt down I couldn't believe who it was." "You're kidding?" "No. I couldn't believe it. She just pulled her shirt back down and gave me this silly grin and ran off. Luckily my partner never saw her face. Got a real eyeful of her tits though. I couldn't decide if I was turned on, pissed off or just amused." "Sounds pretty funny to me. I would have had a good laugh." "My partner sure did. Thought it was hilarious. Kept saying what a cheeky bugger she was and how she had a great set of tits. I wanted to be pissed off at him for talking about my girlfriends tits but if she's going to show people then who am I to complain?" "I wouldn't complain. They're little hotties these sisters and it sounds like they are all as adventurous as each other." "Oh yeah? Sounds like you have some stories to tell?" "I could tell you lots but you would probably arrest me." I said with a laugh. "Oh, so that's why you looked like you were about to do a runner when you came home and saw a cop in the house?" "No." I lied. "Nah that was just a case of me freaking out 'cause cops never seem to bring you good news. No one ever told me Belinda's boyfriend was a cop." "I suppose that would be a surprise." "These prawns are done. Let's get these inside before these blowies carry 'em off in the night." "Yeah they're big ones this year. I'll keep an eye on the steaks until you come back." I carried a large tray of fresh cooked prawns inside and was promptly attacked by a horde of hungry women. Not an entirely unpleasant thought. Belinda looked my way and said. "You two seem to be getting along out there." "Yeah he seems like a nice bloke. So long as he keeps you happy, I'm happy." "Don't get him too drunk; I intend to get him to keep me happy tonight." I laughed and couldn't help but wonder what happened to the shy girl she used to be. She sure had come out of her shell in the past two years. The rest of the night went well with us all chatting and catching up with news of each other's lives. Danielle was exhausted and went to bed early and not long after Carly came and handed me another drink as well as opening one for her self. We both wandered over towards the pool and sat on the edge with our feet in the water. "Oh dear, you've had a few drinks now. Not afraid you will end up in the wrong bed?" O.k. - so now I'm sure she's figured it out. She had that same evil grin on her face as she did earlier. Time to bite the bullet I guess. "Now what makes you think I would end up in the wrong bed?" "History. Or as Dr. Phil likes to say, the best predictor of future behavior is past behavior." Here goes nothing. "What makes you think I have ended up in the wrong bed in the past?" "I think we both know that you ended up in the wrong bed last time you were here." "Are you sure it was the wrong one?" "The bed was definitely the wrong one; it wasn't all that wrong though. In fact I've had a few sleepless nights spent thinking about it. I don't think it was intentional." "No it wasn't." I hope no one else can hear this conversation. "I was pretty pissed off about it when I first figured out why my ass was covered in cum the next morning. The more I thought about it, the more the thought kept creeping into my night time activities. I soon realized that the thought of you accidently doing me while you believed it was Danielle turned me on so much. It still does." She put her hand on my arm. "You don't have to worry," she reassured me. "I'm not going to say anything. It will be our little secret. I was going to say something at first when I thought you'd taken advantage of me being drunk. But then I remembered telling you that Danielle was going to be sleeping in my bed. I realized you were none the wiser until the next day yourself." "You have no idea how much I freaked out when I first realized what had happened. I just hoped you wouldn't think too much about it or work it out." "I can understand that. Have you thought about it much?" Oh shit, where is this going? "It's not the sort of thing that just leaves your head, and yeah, I've got to say I've thought about it more than just a few times. The whole way here I was freaking out, wondering what would happen if you had it figured." "I guess I can let you off the hook. I'm cool with it. I have to admit, it was fun watching you stress out when you first saw Dave. The look on your face was priceless." "I'm glad you didn't let me dangle for too long. I'm glad you got a laugh out of me too." "Don't pout - and I wouldn't leave you to, ahem... dangle... for too long." She got up and wandered off to talk to the others then but I had to stay seated for just a minute longer. No point standing up right now and showing the whole family I had pitched a tent in my lap. 'Anyone for camping?' After some more small talk I decided to hit the hay. It had been a very big couple of days with some extreme ups and downs. Add to this half a dozen beers and I was trashed. Belinda had been trying to drag Dave off for the last half hour and I thought he would relent now that I was going to bed.