4 comments/ 66388 views/ 25 favorites My Mate By: n2anal78 I looked up at the sky, it was growing dark, and I only had a few more minutes. I had locked down the ranger station and my cabin home several hours before I had started this monthly hike to a remote location in the park. Every month for the past 7 months I had been repeating this monthly ritual. 9 months ago I had been attacked shortly after sunset on the night after the full moon. An animal had attacked me and although I had been successful beating it off with my walking stick I was left with a savaged leg. I had thought it simply a large wolf and when I had tested negative for rabies put it out of my mine. 8 months ago the night before a full moon as the sunset I felt incredible pain, my entire body felt afire and I thought I was suffering a sudden fever. My skin felt too tight as if too small for me. Then suddenly I howled with sudden sharp pain mingled with terror, and I was no longer human. To put some myths away, werewolves change not just the night of the full moon, but also the night preceding and following a full moon. The change itself is not pleasurable; it is torturous which may explain why the animal is so thoroughly consumed with the killer instinct. Every moment I am the wolf I am fully aware and conscious of my actions but the instincts of the animal greatly overwhelm any amount of will and thought the human has. That first night I had destroyed the inside of my home, and had only just barely not succeeded in tearing the door off the hinges and escaping into the night near where people dwell. The following day I searched the park for a suitable remote location and found my place, a cave deep in the national forest's wilderness, miles from any human habitation and distant enough from where campers should be that I hoped they would be safe. That night after my change I prowled the area around the cave marking out a territory of my own, noting the smells of other predators, and as I completed my first circuit coming upon the smell of another werewolf. He burst from the underbrush attacking with fang and claw sending me tumbling with a howl of pain. I got up with a speed I did not know I possessed and turned to face my attacker. He was large, and darker of fur than I, but his smell my instincts immediately recognized as the one who had attacked me a month before. I was furious and both the man watching and the beast acting were one in their anger. I attacked slashing with my fore claws driving my adversary back. I quickly had him backed into a tree and as he rose up to strike me with both paws at once I charged forward with jaws open. My teeth sank into his throat and he whimpered pathetically before I tore the meat of his throat out. The other struggled for breath and then collapsed limply, and as death closed in on it I charged forward. I tore great chunks of flesh from my enemy's flesh and swallowed them in great gulps, soon all that was left was bones, and I felt stronger, more powerful than before. I resumed my patrol, and did not come upon any other threats either that night or the final night of change for the month. The strength of the beast was apparent in my everyday self, and the power I had gained by devouring my enemy as well filled me with greater energy and strength than I had ever felt. In the months following I had killed and eaten two more of my kind, each one making me stronger than I had been before. Every month I increased my territory hoping to find more opponents. Tonight was the night before a full moon, so the first of three nights of changing, and while part of me feared what I would do as the beast the other part of me was excited, even thrilled with what was to come. I finally made it to my cave and I double-checked my supplies. I kept the cave stocked with the things a human needed, food, clothing, bedding and fire materials. I quickly stripped out of my clothes, no point in destroying them as I changed and there was no one here to see me in the nude. I watched the sun set, expectantly. The moment the sun disappeared from the horizon I felt the familiar sensations, my skin being too small, my face too short, and the pain. As the pain became unendurable I screamed. My scream turned to a howl as the change was complete, and I was the beast. I immediately began my prowl, circling the outer perimeter of my territory, marking it as mine. The wind shifted slightly and I smelled a scent I did not recognize. Too late to avoid the ambush a furry form burst from the under bush and charged with claws blazing. The pain of the scratches was negligible and I growled low at this interloping werewolf. It was smaller than me, but both faster and more agile than the other three I had previously faced. This one had reddish brown fur, and quick green eyes. Darting in and making its score and moving away before I could strike back it wasn't really causing me any real harm or pain, but I wasn't winning either. Then I noted the pattern attack and as the smaller beast charged forward I swung with my paw. Much less powerful than I it went flying into the air crashing into a tree. I did not allow it time to rise I was upon my opponent in an instant and had its throat in my jaws. She whimpered and immediately took a submissive pose. She! Rung like a bell through my nostrils and into my beastly mind. I growled low, possessively, around her throat. When I sensed the appropriate submission I released her throat from my jaws and continued sniffing her. I used my tongue to test her readiness, she was in heat! I nudged her with my nose and she rolled over onto her paws, and I mounted her. We were soon joined and our howls of passion filled the forest. I woke naked with the unfamiliar sensation of a morning blowjob. I looked down in amazement to find the most gorgeous red head sliding her tongue over the head of my cock. She looked up at me and my eyes met her emerald green ones. She slipped the head of my cock between her lips and smiled around my cock. Then as she continued to watch my face she slid her mouth down my cock, nearly taking my entire length at once. She slid her lips back up my shaft and then she suddenly engulfed my entire cock letting it slide down her throat. She made a low throaty noise around my cock that vibrated all the way through me, and nearly made me cum instantly. She rotated her body around in a non-too subtle hint indicating she would like similar treatment. As she straddled my face I eagerly ran my tongue along her slit. As her mouth continued to devour my cock, I ran my tongue around the folds of her pussy trying to find every bit of her juice. As I felt my cock near explosion I took her clit between my teeth and as I bit lightly I flicked it with my tongue. She screamed around my cock as I shot my load into her mouth and she gushed into mine. We spent several long moments licking each other clean. Then with my cock fully hard again I rolled her onto her back and spun around. I thrust my cock deep into her pussy in a single push and she screamed out into the forest surrounding us. I forcefully pounded my cock deep into her as if the beast still controlled my actions. I growled low and she moaned with me. Her eyes were open wide staring up into mine as I continue to hammer her pussy. Suddenly her pussy clenched tight on my cock and she screamed again as she came around my cock. Her orgasm was more than I could take and with a final deep thrust I buried my cock as deeply into her as possible and shot my load up into her again as I animalistically roared with my orgasm. Spent I rolled off of her and she rolled close to me. " So you are my dream lover?" She asked with a smile. " You are mine." I growled possessively, not sure where this new side of me came from, was the beast affecting the man? She smiled and nodded. Feeling once again rejuvenated I rolled back on top. The animal was unleashed and this was my mate! My Mate, My Love To know true love and true passion you have to experience it for yourself, but for those who haven't why don't you sit back and enjoy my story. * My name is Lieghanne, and I am 982 years old. Yes I guess that makes me Immortal or another name for it is Vampyre. I was made when I was 25 so I never aged after that. I am 5'2", I weigh 105, and my measurements are 34 36 34. Men seem to flock to me for my looks and for the power that I exhume. But that all changed when I met Steve. Ahh, Steve, now there is a fine specimen of a man. Standing at 6'3", nice broad shoulders and a cock to die for. He has a nice 9 incher with a width of at least 3 inches. But we will get more into that shortly. We met when I decided I was bored with the normal entertainments and wanted to go to a Goth club that had just opened up. So that night I dressed to the nines in a blood red and black fitted corset type dress that I prefer and headed out to the club. The club was named Bloodsuckers, which I found funny. I knew that there were only two of us in the town and well Kirk wasn't exactly on the prowl for a fun time because he had found his mate years ago. I paid my fee and left the doorman checking out my unbound breasts as I walked past. Walking in the music was hopping and the lights were on full strobe. I managed to find a table near the back but to where I could see all that was going around. I had to grin as I walked past the many tables of single men looking to get laid. Some of their thoughts ran toward taking me to the bathroom and taking me in the stall to taking me home and taking their sweet time making me cum over and over again. When I sat down the server came up and asked if I wanted a drink. I waved her off saying I just wanted to dance and not drink that night. I stayed there for a few more minutes just watching and getting into the groove so that when I finally walked out I was ready to dance. While I was out there I felt an arm come around my waist and a voice in my ear whisper "mind if I join you?" "Of course not, but please don't stop dancing. My name is Lieghanne, but please call me Liegh. And your name?" "Steve, and tonight I am your slave." I couldn't help but grin at that comment. I could read what was in his mind and then when I took a deep breathe and smelled his blood I tasted something that I didn't think I would find, a mate, a lover and hopefully my permanent partner. So we danced the night away, and I couldn't help but keep smelling his blood, and the more I smelled it the more I wanted it and the more I wanted his blood the wetter my pussy got. I knew that by the end of the night I would have him deep inside me and I would taste his blood. When 1:30 rolled around we stopped dancing so that he could grab some water. "Liegh, why don't we go back to my place and talk some more? I want to get to know you better." "That will work but instead of your place lets go to mine. I am a little bit more comfortable there and I don't want any distractions when we talk. And I know that your roommate will be around." So we left and headed up to my place to continue talking and maybe more. We sat down and I started out. "I am going to be perfectly honest with you right now Steve, I want you and I want you badly. You have been making me wetter and wetter all night. I could feel your cock rubbing against me all night. And I know that you want me just as bad. I can smell it in your blood and see it in your eyes. So what do we want to do about it?" "Well you don't beat around the bush do you? Well then I will be perfectly honest, from the minute that I saw you walk in I got hard as a rock. I wanted to take you into the bathroom and take you against the wall. But then I figured you wouldn't be into that and that you deserved a little romancing. But now what I want to know is how did you smell it in my blood?" "That my dear is something that I will tell you later. For now strip, and take me hard and fast. I don't think I can wait much longer." So we both stripped down and he stood in awe at my body. He slowly started to caress my breasts, turning my nipples into little pebbles as he sucked and rolled them. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter. Then when his hand traveled down to my pussy my fangs just exploded in my mouth and I had to be careful when I moaned. He slid two fingers deep inside and started to thrust them in and out like I wanted him to do with his cock. "You like that don't you? You want me to bury my nice hard throbbing cock deep into your pussy. Well get ready because I am about to." And with that he turned me around and just thrust his whole cock into me with very little warning. He had me pinned to the wall and I just moaned and hungered even more for him and his blood. Neither of us lasted long as we were both too damn horny for anything but a quickie at that moment. So when we were finished, we both collapsed on the floor and I snuggle my mouth into his neck. I gently bit him and just tasted him, and he tasted so good. I ran my tongue over the marks and sealed them so that he couldn't see them. "That was amazing. And I know that I can't wait to go again with you but first I think you need to tell me a little more about you." "Let's go sit on the couch because some of what I am g going to tell you, well you may not believe." So we did, but first he drew on his pants and handed me his shirt so that neither of us got distracted. "I am 982 years old, I was drawn to you by the smell of your blood. I am a Vampyre, and you are my mate." Steve just sat there looking dumbfounded for a few moments letting it all sink in. "So just now when I felt something at my neck..." "Yes I bit you. I had to. After the massive orgasm you gave me I had to feed. I only took a little. Your blood was driving me nuts. There are no marks I promise." "But what does it mean? I mean being your mate?" "It means that I make you like me. It means you never age. It means that the sex will get even better. The only downfall is for me to turn you, you have to be willing and you have to know that there is a great deal of pain involved with it but I can take most of it away when we are joined. It's up to you. Now if you don't want to I will take your blood and make you forget everything." With that I walked out of the room and into my bedroom to wait for him. While in there I started to finger myself to get off again because I was still so horny. I was just about to cum when I felt a mouth on me taking over for my fingers. With in moments I was cumming harder then I could have made myself cum. "Does this mean what I think it means?" "Yes oh beautiful one, take me inside you and make me what you are. Tell me what I need to do." "First of all lets go to the couch, it will be easier with you sitting up, I can have full access to your neck and I want to make sure that I can feel your entire cock inside my pussy." We both stripped and I went down on him. I took his whole 9 incher into my mouth and just started sucking him trying to bring him to the brink of pleasure. I wanted him as close as possible to lessen the pain and increase the pleasure. "Oh god, Liegh, I am so close please, please, please let me take your pussy." I straddled him, and slowly sank down onto his throbbing cock. My pussy was so wet that all I wanted to do was sink down all at once, but I wanted the pleasure to last. By the time I was fully impaled I could tell how close he was. I tilted his head back so that I could have full access to his throat. "Just relax and keep thrusting my love, this is going to hurt, but its going to feel so good." I sank my teeth deep into his throat and started to drink deep, enjoying and relishing the taste of his blood and the thickness of his throbbing cock inside me. Just as he was getting close to death I pulled away, sealed the holes and slit my wrist. "Drink my love and you will live. Drink and you will cum harder than you ever have before. Drink now my love and release your juices inside me." And he did, he drank and drank until his cum started shooting out of him and deep into my cunt. I pulled off just as he started to twitch and convulse as his human body died and he was reborn as a newly made Vampyre. "My love how do you feel?" "Horny, hungry and hard. Pick one. I want you again and I want you now. And then I want to taste you again because you tasted so good." So again he sunk his cock into my soaking went pussy, and sunk his newly formed teeth into my breast. And on and on it went through the night. We only had to break once so that I could teach him to feed off a mortal without killing them and without seducing them. So now you know my story. But all good stories must cum to an end. For now I am going to my mate he is calling me and I can't help but answer the call. Tune in for more and maybe I will tell you my story of becoming a Vampyre, My Mate's Girlfriend Paul's a mate of mine. He's a genuine nice guy and that surprises people when they find he's a mate of mine. Most people think I'm a bit of a bastard, but Paul doesn't mind that. He just says that's who I am. Like I said, a genuine nice guy. Like me, he's in the building trade. Difference is, he's concreter, where I'm a carpenter. What else do you need to know about him? Early twenties, girls think he's handsome, reasonably intelligent, affable and popular. He's also got a very nice girlfriend, Nichole, known as Nicky. Nichole's a couple of years younger than Paul. Around twenty, is my guess. She's a brunette, quite pretty and, like Paul, reasonably intelligent and she stacked. She's got the sort of figure that would give a blind man an erection. She's a secretary/receptionist, I believe. Nichole is also what they call a good girl. That means she won't put out. If I was betting, I'd put my money down on her still being a virgin. I know Paul's not getting any from her, even though she runs tame at his place, because he was griping about it the other day. He's too nice to push the issue when she tells him to back off. I reckon she takes advantage of his good nature and nice manners. I suspect that it won't be all that long before they break up. I could be wrong about Nicky, of course. I don't know her that well. I'd seen her around a bit before she took up with Paul, and I've seen a bit more of her since then. The only real knowledge I have of her is that her ex-boyfriends always struck me as losers, which probably explains why she's found it so easy to keep her legs crossed. I'm Gavin by the way. Early twenties, fond of the ladies and they're fond of me. I am not a Lothario, chasing after them all the time, but I do appreciate their company. One day I happened to get a bit better acquainted with Nicky. Paul had to go to Sale to do some work at the Air Force base there, and would be staying on the base for the week. He asked me if it would be possible for me to drop past his place sometime during the week and check over his PC for him. He thought he'd picked up a virus and was hoping I could fix it for him. I'm quite handy with computers and I like mucking around with them so I said sure. He let me have a spare key and then he toddled off to Sale. I was busy over the next couple of days but I happened to have Wednesday afternoon off, so after lunch I headed over to Paul's place and let myself in. I was walking down to the room that he uses as an office when I heard a noise. Now the house was supposed to be empty. Paul didn't have any pets, he was in Sale, and Nicky would be at work. If someone had bust in looking for something to pinch, that someone was about to get a nasty surprise. The noise had come from Paul's bedroom and so I walked quietly up to it and stepped in. That someone got a very nasty surprise. A pleasant surprise for me, mind you, but a stark naked Nicky was horrified. After the first horrified scream and the traditional dance of the hands, Nicky recognised me and screamed at me to get out. I just smiled and asked her why she was there. She should, I pointed out, be at work. "The owner had to attend a funeral," she said, "and he closed for the day and we all had the day off. I came around to Paul's place to do some housekeeping for him and then I had a shower. Why are you here? You can tell me later. Will you just please go away while I get dressed?" The shower explained the nudity. There seemed to be a lot of it and I was quite enjoying the view. "No," I said, in answer to her second question, "and I'm here to work on Paul's computer. He thinks it's got a virus." "What do you mean, no?" Nicky protested. "I want to get dressed." "And you can," I told her. "Just as soon as we've finished, although you'll probably want another shower." "Finished what?" Nicky asked, looking startled. I smiled. I haven't been called a bastard for no reason. "Me Tarzan, you Jane," I told her. "Jane naked. Tarzan horny. Jane is going to be screwed." "I most definitely am not going to be screwed, as you so crudely put it. You get out of this room right now. And I'll be telling Paul how you're harassing me." Nicky wasn't too impressed with my Tarzan act, it seemed. Not that it mattered. She was still naked and there was a nice bed right behind her. I moved towards her, unbuckling my belt as I came. "You can't be serious," Nicky protested. "I said no. No way. Now you've had your little joke. Please just leave." As I was taking my trousers off while Nicky said this, she must have realised even before she'd finished speaking that I was serious. She started backing away, but only succeeded in bumping against the bed and involuntarily sitting on it. Stepping out of my trousers I also bent and took hold of Nicky's ankles, flipping them up onto the bed so that she was now lying down. "No need to rush," I told her. "I don't mind taking my time." "I sat on the bed by accident and you damn well know it," Nicky protested, pushing at me as I sat down on the bed next to her. I just laughed, caught her wrists and pinned them above her head. A slight twist and I was lying next to her, one of my legs settling between hers before she even thought to close them. From the horrified look on her face she could feel my hairy thigh pressing against sensitive female flesh. I only needed one hand to hold her arms out of the way. She wasn't exactly struggling, apparently not believing that I was actually going to do this. I suspect that her belief took a bit of a hit when my free hand closed over one breast while my mouth closed over the other. "Gavin," she wailed, "you can't do this to me. I don't do this sort of thing." "Nicky," I returned. "Everyone does this sort of thing. Some just start doing it sooner than others. Now be quiet for a while." To assist her in being quiet, I kissed her. This meant I had to let go her wrists so that I could keep both her breasts warm, and she promptly repaid me by drumming her fists on my back. To turn her mind of hitting at me and on to something more productive, I reluctantly released one of her breasts and reached down. As soon as my hand closed over her mound she stopped hitting. She seemed to just shudder slightly. Leaning back from her a little I looked at her. "You're touching me," she gasped. "I've been touching you for a while," I pointed out, my hand gently palpitating her mound. "Not there, you haven't," she whispered. "Well, I'm sorry," I told her. "I'll make up for lost time now." With that I eased her lips apart and slipped a finger inside her, and Nicky squealed. "What are you doing?" she demanded. I was getting a bit tired of that question. I explained it to her. "Nicky, instead of asking what I'm doing all the time, just take a moment to think about it. If my mouth is on your breast sucking on your nipple, don't ask, just relax and feel it and you'll know what I'm doing. If you find my finger here, doing this, you should be able to guess what I'm doing." From her shocked squeal at the second example, she knew what I was doing all right. "I'll give you a clue this time. Your clitoris is just here, so when I do this, I'm waking it up." Nicky almost bounced off the bed at that one, but at least she was shutting up. Or so I thought. A few moments later and she started again. "Gavin, I said no, and I meant it," she protested. "You have to stop this now." "Nicky, will you just be quiet for a while," I growled. "I'll stop and you can ask questions when my cock is inside you, alright?" "No," she wailed. "You're not supposed to be having sex with me." "Then you should have thought of that before you got undressed for me," I pointed out, and the sheer unfairness of the accusation seemed to shut her up again. As I continued to tease her, I could feel Nicky squirming about on the bed. She was getting excited, but didn't yet know what she was excited about. My explorations had showed that she was still a virgin, even though she wouldn't be one for much longer. My trespassing touch also told me she was hot and wet and ready for the next step, and I was way past ready to take it. I wasn't going to just roll on top of Nicky and force her. I wanted her to see me coming, to realise that she was being taken and to accept it. I moved down and settled between her thighs. Taking her knees in my hands I eased them farther apart and lifted them, while Nicky looked at me and protested. "What are you doing?" she started to say, then corrected herself. "All right, I know what you're doing. Why are you spreading my legs like that?" "You'll find it easier when I enter you," quite reasonable I thought. From the look on her face you'd have thought I was offering to rape her or something. "You can't do that," she insisted. "You can't expect to have sex with a woman just because you happened to catch her naked. People just don't do that sort of thing." "I do," I pointed out. At the same time I reached for her mound and eased her lips apart. One hand directed the tip of my cock up against her slit and I gently pushed forward. Nicky just seemed to hold her breath and watch as my cock eased between her lips where I was holding them apart, and she gasped when I let go and she closed around the head of my cock. I eased forward slowly, feeling for her hymen and pushing against it. I could tell Nicky knew what was about to happen even if she didn't ask for a change. She sort of wailed a long slow "No" which changed to a short sharp squeal when her cherry popped and I suddenly sank an inch or so into her. I paused for a moment while she adjusted to the new state of affairs, and then I leaned over her, watching her as she watched my cock slowly pushing home. I don't think Nicky so much as blinked or breathed until I was fully sheathed inside her tight little passage, then she gave a gasping shudder and finally looked me in the face. "Why are you doing this to me?" she asked. "Because I wanted you," I told her. "I've been wanting you for a while and when I walked in and saw you standing there naked I wasn't going to wait any longer." Nicky just blinked and said "Oh." She paused for a moment and then asked, "What now?" "Now I am going to take you," I told her. "All you have to do is relax and move with me. You'll catch on quickly enough." I pulled back until I was almost out and then pushed back in slowly, enjoying the feel of her tight hot passage closing around me. There was no response from Nicky yet, apart from some deeper breathing as I drove in. Taking my time I again pulled slowly out, paused for a moment and then back in, slightly harder this time. A few more thrusts and I could feel Nicky starting to respond. As I was coming in, she was starting to lift her hips, pushing up to meet me. "That's a good girl," I murmured to her, smiling. "And again, but a little harder." Not smiling, but definitely concentrating, Nicky lifted to meet me again, pushing harder this time. She gave a tentative smile at my obvious approval, and the next thrust was met smartly by her upthrust hips. Satisfied that she was with me, I started increasing the tempo. Only slowly at first, making sure that Nicky stayed with me, but moving faster when Nicky proved quite capable of matching me. Nicky was gasping now as she humped hard up against me, her enthusiasm growing by the moment. Personally, I was having a fine time of it, relishing the smooth movement and the rubbing of skin over skin agitating all those lovely nerves. From the eager and slightly stunned look on Nicky's face I surmised that she was also enjoying the interaction of body against body. Now that we were coming together so nicely I found some time to apply some attention to Nicky's breasts again. Two fine specimens such as those should not be forgotten at a time like this. Nicky squealed when my hands closed over her breasts, roughly massaging them and rolling her nipples around. Now she had the problem of trying to throw her hips up to meet me while at the same time trying to push her breasts up into my marauding hands. The result was a woman writhing under me, trying to get closer to me. Of their own accord, her legs rose and closed around me, not just holding me but actively pulling me into her whenever I drove against her. Her hands were clutching at my shoulders, pulling me closer, wanting to feel me hard against her breasts. She was babbling now, wanting me to take her, fuck her, harder, faster. I was doing my best to oblige, driving into her hard and fast, relishing the feelings that were washing over me and also enjoying the way Nicky was reacting to my mastery of her. We continued for a while, with me trying to prolong it as much as possible. I eventually found I was reaching the end of my run and I hoped I'd done enough to help Nicky reach that point as well, as I wasn't going to be able to put it off much longer. I finally groaned and started doing some short sharp strokes, releasing myself into her. I was vastly relieved on two counts. One, because I was climaxing very nicely and two, because Nicky just seemed to come apart under me. She screamed and threw herself up against me, her internal muscles forcing her passage to clamp down upon my poor cock while she milked me for every last drop. I lay next to her, listening to her breathe, sensing awareness slowly stealing back into her. Finally she roused. "I need a shower," she muttered. "True," I agreed. "But after your shower, there's something I want you to do. I have to have a look at Paul's PC. It could take me an hour or so. Could you refrain from getting dressed until after I've finished." "You want me to wait around in the nude for a couple of hours?" she protested. "Why would I do that?" She guessed the answer almost immediately. "You have got to be kidding," she snapped. "Once was more than enough." She stormed off to have her shower and I tidied myself up and went on down to Paul's office, trying to assess the chances that she'd still be here and naked when I'd finished. My Mate's Mum Is that Tim's Mum in the window? How could this be happening while I am sitting at my desk at work? A few months ago my mate Tim told me there was a good paying job going in the company that occupies the office across the road that he and his Mum had moved into after his Dad left. It seemed to be a bloody good idea to work near Tim's place as we went out on the hunt for chicks together most nights and this would just reduce the travel time. I got the job, a very good job and an additional benefit that I could go over the road to Tim's place for the occasional lunch or simply to have a break from the office. I must admit I enjoyed spending time waiting for Tim to come home as I got to chat with Tim's Mum, Maggie. Maggie must be in her mid to late 40's and although she has aged well she isn't one of those Mum's who look like 30 year olds. She has a few grey hairs and had the crows feet wrinkles around her eyes and a look in her eyes that spoke of the pain she had been through. She was over weight but then who isn't these days, however her extra weight was curvy, sexy and very feminine. She seemed to enjoy my company and was always eager to hear what Tim and I got up to and who with. My office was on the 3rd floor of the five storey building, I had the good fortune to sit in front of a south facing window. Directly across the road Tim and Maggie had a north facing apartment on the top floor of a 4 storey block of units. I like being here, and I used the sight of Tim getting home as an unofficial quitting buzzer if I got bogged down in paper work. Anyway, on the day in question, I was staring out the window at nothing in particular. In fact I was thinking about the amount of tax our company paid and the huge amount of revenue the government must get from business. As I stared into space so to speak I noticed movement just above my horizontal line of sight. Is that Tim's Mum in the window? Sure looks like her, well it is their apartment anyway but something isn't right. Damn, she has no top on and I can see breasts, woohoo!! Fancy seeing Maggie's boobs, I had known her for so long it seemed a little like perving at my Mum. But these boobs weren't related to me in any way and it seemed my dick knew that as it was starting to register my interest in the view. I wonder if she is naked all the way down. If only I was on a higher floor I would get a better view. She moved back from the window, and I could see she was brushing her hair. In fact her hair was all I could see now and the flash of a hand and brush coming up to start a downward stroke through her hair. She must just be out of the shower; well I had come in early today to get these tax receipts done so it must be shower time before the daily grind of her life. That night at home I thought of Maggie and the vision of her breasts. When I went over to Tim's that afternoon she made no show of being aware that I had seen her and that put me at ease. I half expected a slapped face and a very angry mate when I arrived. Just as I went to sleep I found myself wondering if she would keep the same schedule tomorrow. I better get in to work early to do some more of those tax receipts. At my desk, I check my watch, its 6:15am and I hold my breath. Minutes tick by like hours and I was starting to think yesterday was a one off. At 6:19am the bedroom light went on and there was Maggie, her hair covered with a bath towel, turban style, and another towel being used to dry her arms. Bloody hell there are those boobs again, not perky young girl boobs, but mature large boobs that hung and moved with a mind of their own. I had of course noticed before that Maggie was a very well endowed woman, but she was Tim's Mum and you just don't perv at your mates Mum's boobs, right? I had to get higher and see if she was as naked in her room as she was in my mind. I left my desk in a sprint and dashed to the elevators. Up button, press press press, damn it where can it be at this time of the morning? Fuckit the stairs will be faster so the stairs it is, at even more of a sprint. Level 4 and I am dashing to the corresponding spot to my desk on level 3, but I find a row of locked offices with drawn blinds. The executives in this place don't have a fuckin clue do they, so level 5 it has to be. I don't bother with the bloody lift; it's straight to the stairs and onto the floor. I come to a halt and stare, toilets and showers on level 5? I didn't know these were here. I hope they have a window in the men's. I enter to toilet expecting the worst as who puts windows in toilets? As I suspected the toilet ended in a hard wall, but then I notice that the shower area has its own separate door off to the side of the hand basin area. I go in not sure if anyone puts windows in showers, and yes there is one in the area of the end shower where you get undressed. Damn its one of those frosted windows and its one of those funny ones with the rotating handle that pushes the bottom out. Suddenly it dawns on me that if I wind the window out there will be nothing to impede my view of Maggie. I wind the handle like a man possessed and as the gap grows I have a fantastic view of Maggie's naked bum leaving the room. Well at least I know where I have to be at 6:15am each day, in this shower cubicle. How to get to work and need a shower that is the question. After thinking about just not showering at home or just hanging out in the shower I realise I will need a better reason as both those will have people questioning what I am up to. Running to work seems like the answer, but I hate running and have avoided it since I gave football away as Mondays were just the wrong day to be crippled with sore muscles. Well running it is then, and if I leave home at 5:30am that should give me enough time to run the 2 and a bit miles and recover enough to enjoy what I hoped to see. The next day the alarm went off at 5:15am, my bag was packed so I pulled on the running shorts, shirt and shoes and off I set with backpack on my back. At 6:05am I arrive and I think I am dying and there is no way I am taking the stairs. I get to level 5 and find the showers empty, so I take the end cubicle, empty the contents of the back pack and hang my clothes on the hook. I am early so I may as well start a shower and at least get the jump on being clean. I look at my watch as the hot water hits my back, and see that it is now 6:15am, so I step out of the stream of water and stand in front of the slightly opened window. A few moments pass and on goes the light and there is Maggie, hair wrapped in a towel and the other towel wrapped around her. She stands in front of the window and looks down at the street; I stand barely breathing looking down at her. She pulls the end of the towel that is tucked under her left arm and she unwraps herself in front of the window. My pulse is pounding and I feel I am about to pass out from the tension. The last of the towel comes away from her body and there she is, tanned, curvy and very naked. She slowly start to dry her neck and then each arm. My cock grows and I find my hand drawn to it. I have to get this window open wider as I am having trouble keeping my head still to keep Maggie framed in the gap. So I wind the window out fully and am aware of the gust of fresh air that blows in on my naked body. Maggie dries her tummy and I stare at her boobs, and she slowly dries them too, towel under them both at the same time and then both hands draw towel up between them and over the top and around. I am stroking my cock for real now with no care for who can see me. The towel goes behind Maggie's back and she stands fully exposed to the world through her window. I watch as the momentum of drying her back has her boobs swaying back and forth ever so gently. I look down her body at her just visible hair covering her pussy and I feel my cock harden just that little bit more. She stops drying herself, holds the towel in front of herself and reaches to one side. She straightens and brings the phone to her ear. The towel covering her hair must get in the way and she tries to loosen it but it falls to the ground. Her wet hair falls over her shoulders and some covers her face, it's a mess but oh so natural and adds to the delight of seeing this beautiful woman in this very candid setting. As she talks on the phone she continues to absently dry herself with one hand. She reaches the towel around to dry her lower back and bottom, twisting as far as she can so the free hand can dry as much as possible. She changes hands for towel and phone and repeats the drying on the other side. She seems to slightly spread her legs and she pushed the towel between her legs and slowly wipes the water off her pussy and out of her curly fair pussy hair. I imagine drying her in just this way and removing the towel and kissing her pussy, smelling the faint scent of the soap she uses. I resist no longer and push my tongue between her lips and feel the warmth of the slightly moist skin of her pussy. The taste is sweet, more so because of the forbidden nature of the act. I refocus on Maggie and she had dropped the towel and stands there chatting. I can feel myself reaching the point of no return and let myself go. "Oh Maggie, oh Maggie" I murmur as my cock explodes on and out the window. "I am cumming for you Maggie" and I meant every word of it. Bang, Bang "What the hell is going on in there" an unknown voice on the other side of the shower door. "Wait fella, just finishing up" I reply, and how true is that. As I do my best to wash my cum down the drain I see Maggie put down the phone and pick up a towel and leave the room drying her hair. I think I am in lust with my mates Mum. My Mate's Sister I was staying with a friend who lives in a small village just outside Skegness in Lincolnshire; I'd visited him before but this was the first time I'd gone alone, and as I was alone I was staying with his family in their spare downstairs bedroom. On the first night, we went out in Skegness and got drunk. We pulled a couple of local females but aside from a little kissing and as much touching as I could get away with nothing interesting happened. The next night Tony, his girlfriend Gill, and I went for a quiet drink in a few of the pubs in his village. These are proper village pubs that have no interest or respect for the licensing laws which say they should be closed by 11.00 PM; consequently we arrived back at his place by half past midnight we were still surprisingly sober and planned to watch a bit of TV before bed. We went into his living room to find his 18 year old sister watching TV by herself. Tony and his girlfriend sat on one sofa leaning against one another and holding hands. I sat on the other sofa with Tony's sister Nicola. The four of us watched the TV chatting about what had happened since we'd last seen each other. I glanced across at Tony and Gill; she had been getting sleepy and was now lying with her head in his lap and one arm wrapped lazily around his lower leg. I looked towards Nicola, she was looking at me. Without saying a word she rested her head against my arm. I moved my arm around her shoulder letting her slide down my body until she was lying in my lap. My hand rested naturally on the soft flesh of her belly. As Tony and I talked for a while longer I was gently stroking his sister's skin, she didn't object and I could tell from his look that Tony was cool with the idea of me being with his little sis. Tony finally decided he was tired and he took Gill upstairs to bed. He thoughtfully closed the door so that his parents wouldn't hear anything. Nicola seemed to wake up just after the others left. She turned on to her back and looked up at me. "You were staring at me earlier," she said. It was true I had been looking; she was good looking and had a fantastic body. I had fancied her from the time I first saw her about three years ago when we'd been at school together. "I was just looking, have you got problem with that?" I asked. "No," she said smiling. We looked into each others eyes; it seemed like hours but was really no more than four or five seconds. I don't know who moved first but the next thing I knew she had propped herself up and I had leaned down and we were kissing each other. It started with just soft short kisses on the lips then it developed into more passionate and lingering kisses, and finally both our mouths were open and we were locked in a long deep French kiss. My hand was still on her belly. I could feel her stomach muscles tense while she was holding herself up; I raised my knees to support some of her weight and felt her relax slightly. Nicola was wearing the clothes she'd been in earlier that day. A loose fitting white t-shirt and a short black skirt. I stroked her short brown hair while the fingers of my other hand moved cautiously under the first couple of inches of her t-shirt. I didn't know what to expect when I did that, I half thought she'd push me away and run screaming to her mum and dad. The other half expected her to do nothing, either through being too surprised to act or through wanting me to touch her. I thought she was going to push me away when I felt the soft warmth of her small hands on mine; instead she pushed my hand further up her top, revealing her breasts in their soft white bra. Holding her around the shoulders and waist I gently lifted Nicola into a sitting position. We kissed again and I wrapped my arms around her small body to undo her bra. I tugged her bra and t-shirt from her arms in one go, leaving her beautiful creamy white breasts exposed. I couldn't resist getting up close with those pert little tits, so I lowered my face to her chest and began to kiss her very gently on the top of her breast. With soft slow kisses over her breast I teased Nicola's nipple to attention. Opening my mouth wide I took as much of her small breast in as I could manage, then slowly I pulled my head back with my lips firmly pressed against Nicolas skin until just her nipple was in my mouth. I sucked gently on it for a moment then I gave her a playful bite, being careful that I didn't hurt her. When I lifted my head again to look at her Nicola wrapped her arms around my head and pulled me to her, we kissed again. As our tongues explored each other's mouths Nicola's hot hands pulled my shirt from my jeans, she fumbled with the first button but soon managed to undo my entire shirt. She stroked my bare chest and pulled me to her. The cool flesh of her firm breasts felt good against my chest and belly. Nicola had her hands inside my shirt and was stroking my back. For the first time I noticed that she was wriggling underneath me, pushing her pelvis into mine, trying to rub herself against me. "I know what you want," I whispered in her ear. "Oh yeah," she replied. "What's that then?" "This." I told her, pushing one of her hands down the front of my trousers and into my boxer shorts her hand immediately found my hard cock. She felt it for a few moments, holding it in her hand and then trying to stroke my balls but my jeans were too tight for her to get her hand properly down. Nick pulled her hand out and pushed me away with both hands. I let her stand up. For a moment I thought that I'd upset her but she was quickly kneeling down on the floor in front of me. She grabbed at my jeans and struggled with the buttons down the front until she had pulled them open. Nicola's forwardness surprised me; she'd always seemed like a shy quiet girl until now. "I always had you down as a shy girl," I said. "When'd you last get any action?" "Never," she replied. "You're a virgin?" I asked. "Yes, but you're going to change that for me. Aren't you?" she begged. Her sweet childish voice sounded so sexy I just couldn't wait to get into her knickers. "Try and stop me." I said as Nicola went back to work on my trousers pulling the opening apart and gazed down with a look of excitement at my cock. "Christ," she murmured. "What?" I asked. "That won't fit inside me." She said with an exasperated look on her face. "Of course it will," I reassured her. "If you relax and don't fight it, it'll fit." I said again. Now I don't claim to have an especially big dick but I have to write this as it happened and you must remember that Nicola was a sweet untouched virgin and this was the first cock she'd seen for real (that said it is an enormous cock, honest). A little more slowly now Nicola began to play with it. At first she just stroked it much as one might stroke a pet; she quickly got the hang of what to do and before very long she was kissing it. She kissed and licked her way down the length of my shaft until she reached my balls, she hesitated until I urged her to kiss them and to suck them into her mouth. She did as I told her and did it well. She knew what to do with my cock; she worked her way back up its shaft kissing and sucking all the way. When she got to the top she kissed the tip of my cock lightly. She must have read that somewhere because it felt great; it had taken my last girlfriend bloody ages to work out what to do with a cock and her mouth she seemed to have it sussed already. My cock sprung back as her lips touched it. She licked it the next time, holding my cock still. She sat back on her heels and looked up at me. Nicola was still holding my dick in her hands, she pulled it towards her and keeping her eyes on my face lowered her head and allowed my cock to slip inside her warm virgin mouth. She performed a masterful blow job using her whole body to stimulate me; she lifted herself up and down causing her breasts to rub against my balls. I made her wrap her thumb and forefinger around the base of my shaft and started her off gently wanking it using slow but firm strokes. As I think I've said she was a natural and she had stamina, she managed to keep going for ages without a break. I held her free hand and put one hand on the back of her head. She had built up speed with her mouth but managed to keep the rhythm of her hands steady. I felt that she was going to stop soon, I whispered for her to carry on just a little longer. She obeyed and I came in her mouth. Without any complaining Nicola swallowed every single drop that I pumped into her and then she sucked the cum from the end of my cock causing one final spurt to shoot out into her face. Again without complaining she wiped it off and sucked it from her finger. "You are good; I don't believe you've not done that before." I said pulling Nicola onto my lap. She straddled my lap on her knees and looked down at me to reply. "That was my first time, babe." She replied. "I'll be better next time." "Don't be silly, that was awesome." I answered as I slid one hand under her skirt. I gently stroked her inside leg, working my way gradually up towards her slit. I could feel the heat from her wet hole without touching it. I did my best to avoid touching it, preferring to stroke the tiny area of flesh between her leg and pussy. I kept working my way up as we kissed; my fingers squeezed the lips of her cunt together over her clitoris. "Please," Nicky whispered. "Don't tease me, I want you now, babe." "Not yet," I replied kissing her again. My hand continued its slow journey up. Using my knuckles I rubbed Nicolas inner thigh, her skin was so soft and smooth that I wanted to bend down and kiss it. I could sense that she wanted it to. "If you're a virgin, does that mean that nobody has ever gone down on you?" I asked. "No, never." She sighed. "We'll have to do something about that then, won't we?" I beamed. I stood up, lifting her with me. I carried her to an armchair and sat her down in it while I knelt before her. We kissed again; my hands were all over her firm breasts. She leaned back in the chair with her arms on the chair arms and waited for me to move. Her skirt was fastened by a single silky cord tied in a bow by her hip, I gave it a smart tug and the bow unraveled itself, and I pulled it loose and opened her skirt. I knew Sarah wasn't wearing any knickers, but when I lifted her skirt and saw the shaved wet pussy I knew that I had to fuck it else I'd die. My first instinct was to bury my face between her legs and start licking up her glistening juices but I managed to control myself. I put her legs over the arms of the chair, leaving her cunt totally exposed to me. She was now so wet that her juices were starting to run down her bum and drip onto her skirt. I looked up at her; she was staring at me with big pleading eyes her chest moving quickly as she took shallow fast breathes. I lent forward and kissed the soft smooth flesh of her inner thigh, I knew it wasn't what she wanted me to do but I wanted to tease her until she couldn't stand to wait any longer. I began to slowly work my way back down between her legs, kissing and sucking all the way. Again I was careful not to touch her pussy or clit directly, although I did squeeze the lips of her pussy together over her clit again, only this time I used my mouth to do the squeezing. Once I reached a point half way down the length of her slit I pushed two fingers into Nicolas wet hole. At first I only pushed them part way in and then withdrew them completely. She went mad, her hands were grasping at her own pussy and she was begging me to eat her pussy. I caught both of her wrists in one hand and held her tight. With the other hand I pushed my two fingers back into her body, this time a little further before again completely withdrawing them. The whole time I kept my eyes fixed on her face, when she felt my fingers leave her again tears formed in her eyes and began rolling down her cheeks; her eyes were closed but she was whispering for me to stop teasing her. I released her wrists and lowered my mouth to her tight hole. Holding her thin legs in place and keeping one eye on Nicola's face as I extended my tongue and gently licked the juices from just inside her pussy. She took a deep breath and held it for a moment before releasing it in a staccato of short quick breaths. Very lightly at first I began to lick her clit, I gradually applied more and more pressure using the tip of my tongue at first to caress her delicate organ and a little later the flat top of my tongue to lap up her juices and smother her sensitive clit. At the same time I pushed two fingers back into her pussy and began to work them deeper into her body using small circular movements. She loved it and the movements of my fingers quickly stretched her virgin cunt until I was able to push a third finger comfortably into her. I fucked her with my three fingers and ate her pussy; after a few minutes I felt the walls of her slit squeeze my fingers briefly and then relax again. She was about to cum; the look on her face confirmed that for me. Nicola's face and upper body had turned red it started as a light pink around her breasts and became progressively darker up her neck until her face was a deep red. Her features were contorted, her eyes screwed tight shut, her hair stuck to her cheeks by her sweat and her mouth open wide in a silent scream of ecstasy. My attention was returned to what I was doing by pain in my hand. It was the pain of having my fingers crushed by Nicky's powerful pussy. I stopped moving my fingers inside her, not as much from choice as from having little alternative as her cunt gripped them tight. Nicola's hands were against my face trying to push me away but there was no real power behind them, I could hear her whispering for me to stop. That was the last thing I wanted to do. Instead of easing up I began licking her clit as fast as I could, my three fingers were free again and were now joined by a fourth finger which pounded into her body as hard as they could. Nicky's whole body tensed, she was panting hard now and she started to rock a little as a second orgasm swept through her body in a tidal wave of pleasure. Once I felt the second orgasm subside I stopped, partly because she was now begging me to stop and more importantly because she had started to make more noise than was advisable with her parents just a few feet above us. Holding Nicky's soft young hands I guided her into position above my lap with me lying on my back on the floor. She lowered herself until I could feel her hot cunt rubbing on the underside of my cock. "Are you ready for that?" I asked her. "Yes," she replied. We kissed again and I laid back. Nicola bent down to kiss me, giving me the chance to lift my cock ready for her to sit on. I was just able to touch her wet cunt with the tip of my cock as we kissed, when Nicola felt it touch her she moaned softly. She raised herself to be directly above my cock and then lowered herself onto the entire length of my shaft in one go. "Oh, that feels good." She said as she became use to the sensation of being filled up. Gently at first she bounced up and down, she became livelier as she became more confident. Nicola rocked her hips back and forth with my cock buried deep inside her. I slipped my thumb onto Nicola's clit as she rocked the combination of being fucked by my shaft and rubbed by my thumb quickly made Nicola cum. She gasped for air and started to make some moaning noises; she started to get too loud so I pulled her face to mine and kissed her pumping my cock into her as we kissed. "That was so good." She said as her orgasm subsided. "I'm not finished with ya yet, gorgeous." I told her as I rammed my hard dick deep into her. I told Nicky to swing her leg over and turn around without taking my cock from her pussy. She did it. Once she had her back to me I sat up and wrapped my arms around her waist. "We're going to stand up and I want you to bend over the back of that chair without taking that out, can you do that?" She agreed to try and with a little difficulty we stood. She knelt on the armchair and leaned forward over the back of it. I held onto her slim waist and slowly began to fuck her again. She loved it; I reached out to play with her breasts while her hand played with her clit. Doing my best not to hurt her I smeared my thumb with her juices and pressed it against her arsehole, it slipped in fairly easily. I asked if she was okay with it and she nodded. I used my thumb at first but then I swapped to my forefinger and after fucking her with that I pushed my index finger in as well. Being as gentle as possible and using as much of her own juice as I could I continued to open her bum until it was wide enough for a third finger. She was stroking my dick as it went into her; she even slipped a finger into herself as I fucked her. While her fingers played with my shaft she used her palm to press against her clit, it took longer than before but the young girl was soon cumming again, and again she was being too loud so I had to put a couple of fingers into her mouth to silence her. As she was cumming I withdrew from her pussy and quickly slid my cock deep into her tight arsehole. She squealed with surprised, but didn't try to stop me using her like this. Withdrawing, I told her to kneel on all fours on the floor. I dipped my cock into her cunt again to get as much lubricant on it as possible, she sighed. Telling her to relax I placed the tip of my cock against her arse and pushed fairly hard into her sweet young body. "Are you okay, babe?" I asked. "It's good, but be gentle," she replied. I screwed her like that for a few minutes, but it wasn't easy. Nicola is a lot smaller than I am and so I had to force myself into an uncomfortable position to use her. "Here, sit upright." I told her when I finally became fed up of the discomfort. "Right, now I'm going to sit down and I want you to sit on my lap like we did before, okay?" She agreed. I held her tight and we kissed as she slowly lowered herself onto my cock. It hurt her a little as the thickest part of my cock slid into her bum but she refused to stop. "Put it all in me, babe." She said as she slid down my shaft. "I want you to fuck my arse like you did my pussy." It took a while but eventually Nicola's bum was full with the whole length of my cock. "I can't move," she said. She sounded exhausted. I made her lie back on me and then we rolled over together so that she was face down on the carpet and I was on top of her. "Do you still want it?" I asked. "Yes, please do it." I kissed her cheek and slowly pulled my cock halfway out before pushing it slowly back into her. Her bum was really tight so I could only move slowly, but as it went on she became looser and I was able to move faster. I held both her hands on the floor as I started to work up to a more normal speed. She groaned and panted, gasping for air. I was soon pumping her bum hard and rubbing her pussy with my fingers. She came again; she started just before I began to shoot my load into her. I emptied every drop into her tight little arse and lay on top of her while we both recovered. I pulled my cock from her and she rolled over. Her whole front, her breasts, belly and groin were covered in bright red carpet burns. "I'm sorry," I said. "You should have said something if it hurt." "It's okay you didn't hurt me." She said with a smile. We kissed and cuddled for a while, it was nearly four in the morning. Nicola and I wanted to stay together all night but with her parents in the house it wasn't a good idea. She crept upstairs to her bedroom and I went to the guest room. My Mates Touched Up My Sister My sister Kate was always popular and as we grew up she became very popular with guys, and with her many good looking girlfriends I was not complaining. All my friends told me that she was very sexy. I usually had mates stay over at mine on the weekends, especially when I was home alone because we would get drunk on my dad's beers and play video games all night! One Friday night when I had just turned 19 my two college friends came round for a planned gaming session. Kate was home from University as it was summer holidays so as usual she was told to watch out for us as my mum & dad were going away for the weekend and her being 22 and at uni they thought she was the more responsible. She was meant to have gone out but someone got sick so she agreed to stay in. We decided to have a whole night playing computer games and watching porn. We were ready for bed though (Boxers and tee shirts) just in case Kate checked on us. My mates always asked me awkward questions about Kate and tonight was no exception!! Steve asked 'Have you ever seen her naked?' I said 'Of course but when we were both very young.' Pete said 'Shame it wasn't recent, I reckon Kate has an amazing body with big firm boobs!' I said nothing as I was kind of used to this type of talk. Steve said 'I heard boobs were really bouncy, not firm?' Pete argued 'Well they can't be both can they? Does she wear underwear to sleep in? I have heard that some women with big boobs have to wear bras to sleep in?' 'How would I know, it isn't like I can ask her is it!' I said. 'Well we could try to get her to bend over and see if we can see any bra?' Steve said. Pete thought this a good plan and I had had enough to drink to agree to anything to get them to be quiet. Just then Kate called up to say she was about to watch a horror film and did we want to see it too. Both my mates winked at me and raced off downstairs. Kate was fairly drunk at this point after helping herself to most of a bottle of wine and was curled up on the three seater sofa. She seemed to be wearing her night clothes as well (Light blue loose buttoned pyjama top and matching bottoms). My mates sat either side of her so I took the single chair across from them. Because Kate was leaning to Pete's side of the sofa I could see him darting looks at her chest trying to see more cleavage although by his face he was not having any luck. This went on for about 20mins until Kate asked for more wine. I got up and so did the guys so they could help me!! In the kitchen Steve asked if Pete had seen anything and he said sadly 'No, but if we can make her move around we might see more. I did see she has four buttons undone on her top!' If Kate leans forward we could defiantly see if she is wearing any bra under her top!' Steve said 'I think we should tickle her, that would get her moving and maybe then we could see something!' 'I'm so up for that!' Pete said. Now I could have argued against this but I was very drunk and also a little curious myself to see how far this would go so I agreed. I took the wine and some more beers back in to Kate who started drinking from the bottle. About 10mins later Kate sat up for a scary bit of the film although she was swaying a lot. Pete then poked her in the side and she jumped a bit with a giggle. 'That tickles' said Kate, just as Steve did the same thing from the other side. 'Ha ha, stop that!' she said. They both began to tickle gently so laughing she pulled her legs up and into a ball so they could not get to her. I knew her feet were very sensitive so I grabbed them, which made Kate howl and throw her feet forwards so she was rigidly straight. All three of us were tickling her now and I noticed their boxers were tenting a fair bit (as was mine)! Kate had tears of laughter in her eyes and while she was trying to get away I noticed the guy's hands moving higher on Kate's sides. As their hands were near level with Kate's now bouncing boobs she tried to get up and leaned forwards. I couldn't see fully but I could see enough to know she was not wearing a bra under her straining top. The guy's saw that I had had a good view and as they caught my eye I shook my head which made them both grin wickedly. Kate reached out to me to help her up and as I took her hands to pull her Pete and Steve each put a hand under her breasts to pull her back down. I tried again and this time as Kate was coming up they put their hands up onto Kate's breasts pulling her back. She was so drunk that she didn't notice and kept trying to wriggle free whilst laughing. I let her fall back and after about 10 seconds of Steve and Pete groping Kate's boobs with one hand and tickling with the other she seemed to realise what was happening and pushed them away then made it off the sofa. Kate was not as mad as I thought she would be but she said 'I'm going to watch the rest of this in my room for some peace and quiet.' I did notice that her nipples were very visible now, with that she took the bottle and went upstairs. Pete and Steve were both wide eyed with big grins on their faces and kept saying 'Kate's boobs were bouncy and firm and her nipples felt amazing!' We settled then and kept drinking until the film ended. Steve said he needed the loo so we got another film ready while he was gone. When Steve came back he said he wanted to show us something so we went upstairs after him and followed him to Kate's room where the door was a little open, (Usually she locks it at night). As I looked in I could see that Kate was bundled in bed and out for the count with the tv still on but mute. So we moved quietly up to the side of her bed where her small reading light was on and the near empty bottle of wine was sat. Steve leaned and touched Kate's face with his hand, she didn't move at all. With a wicked grin Pete pulled the duvet slowly from off of Kate's chin, as she didn't move he pulled it further off Kate and as more of her appeared I wondered at her beauty. Pete now had totally removed the cover from Kate and she was on her side facing us in her night clothes. I knew this was wrong as she is drunk but I was also sporting a huge boner and lots of beer, I also thought it would shut these guys up for good to see a little more. I reached over and undid two more buttons from her top and shifted it to show a lot of cleavage. 'Wow she is gorgeous!' Whispered Steve 'Yeah, I wonder if she is wearing panties?' said Pete. With that Steve gently pushed Kate over so she was now lying on her back, he then put his hand into Kate's top and started squeezing one of her boobs. Steve untied the draw string of Kate's Bottoms and slowly pulled them down. She was still covered by her top and I was very nervous now. Steve reached over put his hand on Kate's outer thigh then slid his hand around to her inner thigh and up under her top, at this Kate shifted and incredibly slightly opened her legs! Steve said 'Oh my, oh my, oh my! Kate has no panties on at all!' As Steve said this he undid the last three buttons on her top and opened it so we were now staring at Kate totally naked with a heaving mound of bush that almost made me come right there. That is enough I thought but Pete leaned forward and without saying anything he started kissing Kate's erect nipples. Steve then started stroking Kate between her legs. Kate moved her legs wider apart and started to moan and breath heavily. Steve then swapped with Pete and now he started to push his hand deep between Kate's legs. Kate let out a long low moan as Pete entered her with his finger and slowly moved it back and forth. Faster and faster it got until I thought Kate would surely wake up but instead she ground her teeth and came over Pete's hand. At this point we quickly put all Kate's clothes as we had found them and pulled the cover back over her, hopefully she would think she had had a good wet dream. One by one we excused ourselves and it was pretty obvious that we were jacking off in the bathroom! (Yes even me!). We all went back and drank most of my dad's beer supply and for the rest of the night no one asked me any awkward questions. Kate never mentioned anything the next day or since. (I went on to be a very popular boy in our school!). But I do wonder if she was as drunk as she seemed to be that night?