4 comments/ 17836 views/ 1 favorites Gina Ch. 01 By: HandsomeExplorer [Ring. Ring. Ring.] The telephone interrupted my late evening meditation, stirring me out of my deep state of inner relaxation. After first considering ignoring it, I lifted the receiver. Assuming it was just a wrong number, I prepared to politely remind the caller of his or her error. "Hello," I almost whispered into the receiver, my mind still dazed from its altered meditative state. "Scott?" a woman responded. I thought the voice seemed familiar, yet wasn't expecting to hear from anyone at this hour. "Yes, that's me," I replied. "It's Gina. I hope I didn't wake you." The voice of my ex-wife was familiar, yet something felt different. Was it because we hadn't spoken for nearly a year? Perhaps after all those years of living together, I'd just lost touch with the subtle nuances of her tone, her vocal expressions... But no, there was something else, decidedly different. Her voice seemed deeper, richer, fuller. It sounded relaxed--more relaxed than I'd ever heard in the 11 years we'd known one another. "Uhhh, no. You didn't wake me. I was just meditating, that's all. You sound different..." "Well, that's probably true. After all, you haven't seen me in almost a year--maybe you forgot me already?" The guilt tripping was beginning already, I thought. "I'm here, downstairs," she continued, before I could react to her previous comment. "Can I come up?" "You're *here*? Why?", I asked, my heart sinking into my gut. I was genuinely surprised. I didn't think we would ever see one another again. Even though we both lived in the same city, our homes were over 10 miles apart, and our workplaces were more than 35 miles away from one another. Save for an occasional trip to a market near my apartment, I figured she'd never want to come near my region of town. "Well, it's a long story," she began. "But it would be a lot easier if I could see you in person again." I felt waves of emotion. Memories, images, sounds from the past came rushing into my brain. In the span of seconds between my pressing the front-door buzzer that allowed her access and her knock at my door, ten years of my life with Gina rapidly played back through my psyche. I approached the door with many mixed feelings. Opening the door slowly, I saw Gina, looking more alluring than ever. Even so, Gina had always turned my head. She had those dark, exotic looks that hinted at a smouldering passion right underneath the surface. Being a brunette had always felt like a liability, she'd so often told me. "Blondes really do have more fun," she'd said on more than one occasion. But for me, those dark looks--her long black hair, her light olive complexion, her deep brown eyes--had always gotten to me. Reminding me of my first high school crush when I'd fallen madly head-over-heels in love with a tall, willowy brunette named Jan. Tonight, Gina reminded me more of Jan than I'd ever seen her looking before. How can I describe that first look at her after those many months of not seeing her at all? I'll never forget it. The red velvet minidress and the dark stockings certainly got my attention. And then there was her hair, much fuller, fluffier, shinier, bouncier than before. And her lips: They shone a deep crimson, rich and full and, seductive? Yes! That was it. I'd never seen her looking so seductive before. My mind scrambled to adjust to this image of the woman who had been the demure, insecure wife with me for those many years we'd lived together. "I'm so glad you're still up," Gina said as she looked at me. She was standing just five inches from me yet I wasn't sure how to respond. Part of me wanted to reach out and hug her and kiss her, and a part wanted to just let her enter the room untouched by me--allowing me a chance to grow accustomed to the sight of this "new" Gina. Finally, I eased out of my temporary stupor and reached out my hand to take hers in a gesture of invitation. "Come in, please," I replied, spontaneously lifting her hand to my lips, kissing the outstretched back of her hand in a way I'd only seen in movies. "You look positively wonderful," I said. I wondered how long it had been since I'd last said that to her. "And you look good, too," she spoke softly. In that next instant, we stood there, looking into one another's eyes. Gazing into one another's souls, reconnecting after the lost months of no contact between us. I always felt that when I looked into Gina's eyes, I saw so much more of her than she was willing to reveal. I used to wonder about her mysteries--her life before mine crossed her path. And now, I felt those same feelings, wondering what kinds of mysteries she now held, after so many hours of our living apart. "I'd like to kiss you," she offered. "That is, if you haven't rejected me completely." Ever the insecure, vulnerable, delicate creature with me. I often wondered if that is who she really is, or if that was just the way she was with me. When I contrasted her shy, self-effacing personality while living with me against her past descriptions of affairs with other men, I'd always seen contradictions. As if I wasn't seeing the complete Gina. As if she had always been playing a role with me she could never break free of, in spite of herself. Tonight, I hoped maybe I'd begin to understand a few of the mysteries about her I'd never resolved. I decided to begin by allowing my lips to gently explore hers. Instantly, I felt my body responding as her body pressed forward into mine. The taste of her lips and the smell of her perfume sent chills up and down my spine. Our mouths were intensely hot, mutually pursuing something we'd missed from each other for over a year. As if we were both enjoying a sumptuous banquet after many days living on mere bread and water. Gina's tongue sought refuge in the cavern of my warm mouth, probing deeper and deeper. Her lips were smouldering, her body insistent as she pushed her pelvis into me, urging my throbbing erection with the mere friction of her body against me. As she kissed me, the low cut of her dress fell open enough to afford a generous view of deep-plunging black lace that contained her overly ripe breasts. In that second before my eyes closed, I recognized the outline of the black lace camisole I'd bought her many years before for our private erotic interludes with my camera. My mind was filling again with images: Images of Gina and me at the beach, lying nude under the hot sun. Images of us watching a favorite erotic film,'Henry and June', and telling each other afterwards all the fantasies it had inspired as we made gentle love by the fireplace. "God, you taste good," I gasped breathlessly, fully two minutes after our kiss had begun. "Wait. Let me put on some music," Gina said as our kiss temporarily broke. "Do you still have those Sade albums of mine?" I'd hung onto those Sade albums as a memory of Gina, even though I never listened to them after we separated last year. Once the divorce was final, I'd let my life enter a new and different phase, but still longed to hang on to some of the special memories of what Gina and I had. Music, especially sensual music, had been among our mutual passions. Gina swept past me, walking over to explore my music collection. Her body had a grace of movement I didn't recall from the past. Even though she'd been a dancer, she'd always felt too gangly to let herself feel like a dancer, she'd told me. Tonight, though, even with her tall black heels (another new, and unexpected addition to her wardrobe) she walked with an ease, an air of self-assurance that was out of character with the Gina I'd recalled. I sat back down for a moment and drank in the sight of her. I remembered how erotic I'd always felt with her, how erotic I'd always wished she could let herself feel when she was with me. It was almost as if the Gina I'd long been searching for--the Gina that she'd so often protected when we were together--was finally emerging. Like a beautiful butterfly, at last she had no need for the safety of her little coccoon. As the first notes of "Smooth Operator" poured forth from my speakers, I arose to dim the lights to a soft back background glow. I watched Gina, slowly moving her hips to the music. Standing five feet in front of me, her hips flowed with the music. She closed her eyes, swaying back and forth. She was hypnotically responding to the rhythms and Sade's sensuous voice. When she danced, her voice began to hum along. My mouth began to water--my tastebuds suddenly discovering imaginary flavours spontaneously inspired. And then I felt myself getting aroused. Really aroused. As she slowed her dance to match the mood of the next song, Gina's fingers reached up to stroke her hair, then her right hand slipped downward, teasingly approaching the top button of her dress. Tempting me, I knew not why. The dress began to fall open, her deep cleavage barely concealed by the tiny cups of her camisole. "Watch me, Scott," she urged, eyes still closes, fingers taking on a life of their own. Releasing the remaining buttons of her dress, she threw her shoulders back and let the soft fabric fall to her waist while turning her back to me. I gazed hungrily at the outline of black straps flowing down the length of her shoulder blades. God, she has such sexy shoulders... I began recalling the many erotic photographs I'd taken of her over the years. Gina looked so good in black. But when she wore black underneath anything, even old sweatpants and a tee-shirt, it always turned me on. "Do you like showing off for me?" I asked with a sly smile, entering into her little teasing game. "Yes. I want to show off for you," she responded in a voice both throaty and barely more than a whisper. She was entering a state of barely-contained lust, deep erotic hunger. And she was letting me be in that place with her. A place I'd so often dreamed of entering with her, but never could unleash before. It was a place that I'd created for the fictional Gina who was star of many of my erotic stories. 'Maria' was her name in all of my stories. Maria was a woman of unbridled passion, a woman who wasn't afraid to experience all the pleasures that life had to offer. I watched Gina, mesmerized by her every movement. I watched as she lifted her skirt and revealed the smooth flow of her long thighs and the skimpy silk panties underneath. God, is this for real? My former wife looking like a symbol of unbridled lust. Showing off for me. Making me hot for her, making me have fantasies about her. Making me wonder, who has she been with since we departed? "Watch, Scott. Enjoy. I love showing my body to you. Do you like it? Do you want to see more?" I did, of course. But what was she doing this for? Was she trying to punish me, to tease me? Was she going to get me all worked up, and then just when I took the bait, pull back and walk out? Was this the way she'd punish me for seeking my freedom from a dysfunctional marriage? Fears began to probe my consciousness. After all, it had been me who had insisted on moving out, seeking a new life more in tune with my own needs. "Yes, Gina. Show me more. I want to see more." My voice matched the hypnotic mood of the music. I felt myself falling into a trance as I continued to gaze upon her. "I'm going to take it all off for you tonight," she murmured. "Nice and slow. Just like you like it." Unzipping her tiny skirt, her fingers dropped the soft fabric to the floor. Standing there before me, she looked scrumptious in her black stockings, shoes, and lingerie. "And now, I want you to come over here," she purred to me. "Come closer." I wondered what was on her mind. I stood to walk toward her, but felt my legs growing rubbery. What was I afraid of? I didn't know. My ex-wife was a vision of pure lust, a slut. She was behaving like the start of my wildest fantasies. Yet I couldn't come to terms with the fact that she looked more like Maria than like Gina. Had she become Maria? Or in fact, was Gina really Maria? Standing within a few inches of her, I watched as her fingers released the front clasp of her bra, the cups falling away and revealing the fullness of those breasts I'd so often loved to nuzzle. Her nipples and their silver-dollar-sized brown areole stood firm, inviting my fingertips and lips to tease them. "Go ahead, taste them," she purred. "I love it when you suck my breasts. I always have." I reached forward, taking one of her breasts between my fingers, gently caressing the flesh and worshipping them the way I had so often done before. She always loved it when I'd spend long moments pleasuring her breasts. She'd sit astride my hips, impaling herself on me, lowering her breasts to my hungry lips, begging me to suck them, enjoy them. And I would be ravenous to fill my mouth with her tender flesh. And as my lips would close around her tender bud of flesh, she would sigh, moan, and shudder. It was always such a wonderful feeling to be connected that way. Now, taking her breast into my mouth, I again let those old feelings return. I watched a familiar look appear across her face, heard a familiar sigh of contentment emit from her lips. Her head tipped back as it always did, thrusting her breast even further into my mouth, as if by pressing harder, she hoped to fill my mouth to capacity with the fullness of her breast. I could tell that any inhibitions she had when she'd entered the room would soon be melting away. "Feel me, Scott. I'm so wet." I looked as her fingers descended to the top of her tiny black panties. She held open the waistband, inviting me to slip my fingers underneath while my lips remained closed over her left nipple. That familiar heady aroma of Gina's pussy filled my nostrils as my fingers slid toward the entrance of her hidden opening. What I discovered as I explored her was a flowing volcano. She was wetter than I'd ever known her to be. My fingers eagerly teased her, entering gently to probe deeper inside. All at once it was unmistakable that another man had recently been with her. And at that same instant I grew incredibly hot, aroused beyond anything I'd ever felt before. Lifting Gina into my arms, I seated her on my lap, kissing her passionately. I was overcome with desire for her. "You've been with someone today?" I asked. "Yes," was her simple reply as she looked down at the floor, avoiding my eyes. "Have you been with him before?" "Yes, many times." "Do you enjoy being with him?" "Very much." My mind whirled. Images floated through it again. I tried to imagine who her lover was, what he looked like. I tried to picture what it looked like when they were together. I was overcome, with anxiety, confusion, lust. I knew she had another lover. But I'd never thought I'd come so intimately in contact with him. As I pondered the comments she'd just shared with me, she began to open my shirt, to reach inside and caress my chest, to tease my nipples. She always knew how to get me hot. "Is he the guy you told me about last year?" I asked, recalling her mentioning in our last telephone conversation that she was dating a fellow faculty member. "No. That's over," she replied as her fingers descended to lower the zipper of my pants. She reached inside to caress my hardness, which was pressing painfully through the tightness of my briefs. I watched her head lower to my waist as she kneeled before me, lowering my briefs to reveal my nakedness. My cock stood tall before her. "You have a new lover, then," I concluded, almost losing consciousness as her fingers began to work their magic. Gina's fingers were caressing me all over, her mouth trailing sloppy kisses down the front of my body. I shuddered as her fingertips reached my cock. "Yes. I do. Do you like knowing that?" she asked in a tone barely concealing her lust. She'd never been so forthright about sex before. This was a part of her that had always remained shrouded in mystery for me all during our years of living together. "Well..." I muttered, many conflicting feelings drifting through my mind. "You always said that was one of your fantasies," she purred as her lips approached my throbbing hardness and sent a jolt of electricity coursing through me. Within seconds I erupted and filled her mouth to overflowing with my hot, creamy spunk. Surely we'd entered a new dimension in our relationship... [end, chapter 1] Gina Ch. 01 I was on my way home from my girlfriend's house, and I was furious. Well, girlfriend isn't quite the right word anymore. We had a huge fight and ended up breaking up. It started when I finally talked her into sleeping with me. I had gone through the usual ritual, involving dinner and a show, some wine at her place and lots of kissing. At least I thought that was the usual ritual. I had been a virgin until tonight, and technically I wasn't entirely sure if what we did counted as sex. Maybe I was still a virgin? After we had kissed for a while I started feeling brave and started touching her breasts. She had small, firm breasts, but I didn't get to enjoy them for too long before my girlfriend removed my hands. She wanted to just continue kissing, but I had other plans. I wanted this to be the night when I finally could say "hey, I'm not a virgin anymore". I was 8 years old, the same as my girlfriend. I'd turn 19 in just about two months. I'm not what you would call a big guy. I'm 5'6" and weigh just above 140 pounds. At that time I weighed even less. When she removed my hands from her breasts, I seized the opportunity to slide my hands down her petite body until I reached her thighs. Stroking her thighs, thinking I was a professional seducer, I whispered in her ear that I wanted for us two to go to her bed and make love. She tensed a bit, hearing this, but after a few seconds she kissed me and took my hands before she got up and led me to her bed. She laid down on it and just looked at me, smiling shyly. I knew that she was no virgin, but figured she still wanted me to take the lead. I took off her clothes, and even managed to unhook her bra, without her helping me. I marvelled at the sight of a naked female for the first time since I hit puberty. Not counting the numerous porn movies I'd seen of course. Then I took off my own clothes, while she still lay on the bed. My dick stood erect, thinking it would get its' first taste of pussy in just a few seconds. I lay down on top of her and kissed her on her lips before I tried to slide my hard cock inside her pussy. "Wait. I want you to do something for me first." That was the first words she had said in the last hour. "I'll do anything," I replied. Anything to get my dick inside you, the voice in my head continued. "This is really embarrassing," she said, and hid her face under her pillow. "I want you to go down on me before we have intercourse." "Of course I'll do that for you," I replied, smiling, while I asked myself "who the hell uses the word intercourse during foreplay?" I had seen this being done thousands of times in porn movies, so I had a good idea how it should be done. I licked her pussy all over for a while before I finally found her clit. I inserted two fingers into her pussy, and started fucking her pussy with my fingers while my tongue licked her clit. My fingers went faster and faster in and out of her pussy, while my tongue remained its' slow pace on her clit. Until now I had thought that licking pussy would be something that would make a woman cum immediately, but to my surprise she still hadn't had an orgasm after the first 5 minutes of this. 5 minutes turned to 10 turned to 30 minutes before she finally came, but when she came it was all worth it. She started shaking, clenching her thighs, pressing them hard against my ears, and her pussy squirted on me. This was the first time I had ever heard about a woman ejaculating, but it was amazing. When she finally stopped cumming, she just lay there with a big smile on her lips, and I knew I had made myself worthy of loosing my virginity tonight. I climbed on top of her and she guided me inside her hot, wet pussy. I was so horny I thought I would come after the first two thrusts, but somehow I managed to hold on until I got used to the sensation of a pussy around my cock. One thing I'm really proud of is my ability to hold an orgasm for a long time. Even though I was still a virgin I had masturbated for years, and had never been a fan of quick orgasms, so I had taught myself to hold my orgasm for a really long time before I finally let it go. When I finally got used to the feeling of a pussy around my dick, and started fucking her for real I felt like a king. It lasted for a few seconds. I wanted to be able to grab her tits while I fucked her and figured I'd make my girlfriend get on top of me, so I asked her if we could change positions. "Why do you want that?" she asked. "Can't you just do it like this?" "I just want to try something else," I answered. Then I made the huge mistake of trying to make a joke. "You don't want me to be the only one working here, do you?" I said, referring to the fact that she had been on her back the whole time. "If you don't like having sex with me this way, we can stop right now," she said then. After this we both said some things that are best left unsaid, but it ended in a huge fight and we broke up. I still hadn't had my orgasm. So there I was, on my way home from my ex-girlfriend's house. I was furious and horny, and not quite sure if I was a virgin or not. On my way home I had to walk through downtown. There were a couple of strip joints there, with a reputation for giving extra service for a little money, and I was seriously considering the possibility of loosing my virginity that way when I heard someone coming up behind me. "Aren't you a bit young to be hanging around this place, young man?" I turned around and saw a woman approaching. I could feel my face turn red, knowing that it couldn't have been that hard to figure out what I was considering. I was standing outside one of the strip clubs, facing the door with my wallet in my hand, counting the money in it. The woman was somewhere between 30 and 40 years old. She was shorter than I was, but it was clear that she weighed more than me. Since it was chilly outside she wore a big coat that hid her body, but it was still clear that she was a big girl. She had long blonde hair and a really pretty face. I looked down, afraid to look her in the eye, and told her that I'd never been in a club like that before. I told her that I had just broken up with my girlfriend, and was on my way home now. Then I turned around and walked home. Fast. I did not dare to turn around and give her another look, although I wanted to. I was afraid that she would laugh at me, call me a pervert or even worse. Nothing much happened the next week. I didn't try to get together with my girlfriend, even though my cock pleaded me to. The following Saturday I went to a club with some of my friends. I had never been to this club before, but my friends had. They hooked up with some girls very early in the evening, and left me alone at the bar. I was watching my friends dance with the girls when I became aware of some girls sitting at a table. There were five of them and they seemed pretty drunk. To call them girls might be an understatement. They were all above 30 years old, and I recognized one of them. It was the woman I had met outside the strip club last week, and it was clear that she had seen me too. She smiled and winked at me while she took a sip of her glass. I smiled back, relieved that she wasn't shouting "pervert" and pointing any fingers at me. I went back to watching the dance floor, looking for my friends, but I couldn't see them anymore. Then one of my friends came up to me from behind, making me jump and almost spill my beer. "We're leaving," he said. "That's cool," I replied. "But since I'm the only guy who hasn't found himself a girl yet, I think I'll hang around and have some more beers before I'll leave." "Suit yourself. Keep an eye on the dance floor. There are lots of single girls out there," he said with a wink. "I'll do that," I replied. Three beers later I spotted the woman from last week on the dance floor. This was the first time I had a real chance to have a good look at her. Her hair was long, and she wore it in a ponytail. She had a white top that showed very much of her cleavage, and she had a short, black skirt on. She was dressed to get laid. I noticed that her tits were very large, and I felt my dick swell in my pants. "Forget it," I told myself. "She's not interested in anyone your age anyway." I drank some more beers. "When the club closed, I still hadn't moved from my seat at the bar. I got up to leave when she approached me. "Hello again, young man," she said. "Hi," I said, blushing. "I'm Gina." "I'm Tommy" I answered. "All night I've been thinking about sucking your cock." At exact that time I took a sip of my beer, and it caught in my throat. I coughed hard, while she stood there grinning at me. Play cool, I told myself, before answering. "I think I can let you do that, since you asked so nice." Then she surprised me. Again. "I said I was thinking about it. Not that I'd do it. If you'd danced with me or something earlier tonight I might even do something more than just thinking about it." She looked down at the bulge in my pants. Then she slid her hands down in each of my front pockets. Her right hand cupped my balls through the pocket while her left grabbed my hard cock. Then she kissed me. I could taste the alcohol on her tongue. "Just think about what we could have done tonight. What you could have done to me tonight. How you could have used me, tonight. But you haven't earned it. At least not tonight." Then she turned around, lifted her short skirt a bit, and grinded her ass against my hard cock. "Mmm," she purred. "It feels so good against my ass." Then she took a step forward, and I could see her bare asscheeks while her skirt slid down. It was clear that she wasn't wearing any underwear. I looked down on my hard cock, and when I looked up again she was lost in the crowd of people leaving the club. I put my hands in my pocket to try to hide the tent I had in my pants, when I felt something in my left pocket that shouldn't be there. I left the club and waited until I was alone before I took out what I had found in my pocket. It was a white thong. Her white thong. Her wet, white thong. It had a phone number written on it. (to be continued...) Gina Ch. 02 "Scott, do you remember when we watched 'Henry and June'?" Gina's question was as unexpected as it was oddly-timed. "I'll never forget it," I replied, my mind flashing back to the night we watched the film for the first time. It was based on the erotic journals and real-life experiences of the famous writer Anais Nin and focused on her love affair with writer Henry Miller and his wife June Miller. "Well Scott, I think I've found my Henry and my June," Gina responded. As soon as these words left her lips, I felt her fingers reaching for my cock once again. She tickled it with her hot tongue for just a moment before closing her mouth around my throbbing flesh. I was overcome with lust as I watched her taking such great efforts to bring me pleasure. I wanted to slip my fingertips inside her panties again--to return the pleasure. "Oooooh god, you're good," I sighed as she drew me deeper into her warm mouth. Just as I started to drift off into another reality, I remembered that we were within a few feet of my floor-to-ceiling windows with their open blinds. I wondered if she was aware that someone would easily be able to see what we were doing. I was conditioned by years of taking proper steps to insure her sense of security whenever we made love. Often in the past she'd wanted to keep the lights off and the blinds closed before she took off a stitch of clothing. "Do you want me to close the blinds?" I asked. "No, leave them open," she purred. "I don't care if anyone can see." This was indeed a new side of Gina I'd never had the joy of discovering... It was so deliciously wicked to watch her movements, to feel her lips exploring my body once again. How many times had we done this before? Hundreds, maybe thousands (who kept count?). But never, never before was it so sensual, so delightful. It had always seemed rushed in the past. There I lay, naked to the world, in full view of anyone who might be walking across the parking lot outside, or anyone who might be looking outside their window. My apartment was on the second floor of a high-rise building, across from another multi-story apartment building. With only the dim chandelier glowing overhead, the lighting in my room was soft, almost surreal. But it offered plenty of reflection of the movements in my room, should anyone happen to watch. As the music changed from the soft jazzy sounds of Sade to a classical recording, I felt a noticeable shift in my own mood. The sensuous sounds of the violins carried me to a higher plane, setting my spirit free. It felt so nice to turn myself over to Gina's attentions, letting her do anything at all with me. I wanted others to see us. With Gina, I always wanted the inhibitions to melt away. In my fantasies, she was someone who totally loved her body and all the pleasures it could bring her and others. I never placed a value-judgment on the fact that she liked having sex with others before we met. Heck, that's what had turned me on about her so much. That was one of the ingredients in our emotional stew. I knew that she liked it. And that's why it was difficult, during those many years of marriage to see her suppressing that natural instinct that I knew was still somewhere underneath her layers of self-protection... Out of half-closed eyes I watched Gina's movements. She was crouching over me now, leaning forward, her legs straddling my ankles. Naked except for those tiny black panties. I reached out to caress the tips of her breasts, her nipples positively begging for attention. "Oh yes, that's good," she sighed as I teasingly rubbed her nipples between my fingers. "You always did that so good." I knew this was going to make her even hotter for me, hotter than ever. "I always loved your body, even when you didn't," I encouraged. "I know," Gina sighed, somewhat apologetically. I lay there and watched her as if I were not part of the scene--as if the me that was participating in this scene and the me observing it were two separate people. I tried to imagine who her new lover was. Had I ever met him? What did they do together? How did they meet? What was his name? I wondered what kinds of things she'd been discovering from her newest lovers. I wished I could secretly watch her with these other people. I wanted to watch what she did with them, what they did with her. I wanted to hear her words, her sighs, her moans, her pleadings. I wanted to watch her letting go, giving herself over to the pleasure her lover was sharing with her. What would it look like to see her in the arms of another man? What had it been like for her today, before she came to see me? What had she done with this man, how did it feel, what were her thoughts, her words? How had she dressed today before she met him? Could it be that this outfit she wore for me was the same one she'd put on for him? Did he know she was now here with me? An image flashed through my mind, of Gina lying flat upon her back, a tall ruggedly handsome man lying between her outstretched thighs. I pictured her in my mind's eye and saw their bodies merging. Her hands were stroking his ass cheeks as he thrust hard into her depths, over and over and over again. I could almost sense the joy she must have felt today before he flooded her body with his warm juices. I imagined that moment of ecstatic release when his juices first entered her. What was she thinking as she held onto him and let him fill her? I wished that I could have seen her at that moment. And then in another second, I tried to imagine what it felt like to be him, in his moment of joyful connection with her. Was this the first time they'd ever been together? "Did you like fucking him?" I heard myself ask, betraying the questioning state of my mind. "Yes, I loved it," she said matter-of-factly, with just a hint of a Cheshire Cat grin crossing her face. Then she returned to licking me, slowly moving her lips upward from my cock toward my stomach. I felt her hardened nipples tickling across my stomach. As she moved up to kiss me again, I slipped my right hand down the back of her silky panties. "Why don't you take these off and let me feel you?" I suggested. My fingers slid around to the front inside of her panties, seeking the firm bud of her clitoris. It was like a tiny pleasure button hidden underneath that rich forest of curls that protected it. I wanted to search inside that forest and find what I'd been missing all these months we'd been apart. "Ohhh, god," she began. "Don't stop, Scott. Don't stop. It's so goooood." Her sighs of contentment were a sweet symphony to my ears. My fingers eased themselves inside of her, finding her overflowing nectar again. I wanted to feel this new sensation of her body with another man's juices filling her. I didn't know why. But I'd never known the feeling of actually being with her after she'd been with another lover and this sensation, this thought, was making me feel incredibly aroused. I wanted to feel what it was like to be inside her again, deep inside her. "Take these off," I insisted, urging her to stand up so that I could remove her panties. As Gina stood up facing me, her back to the window, I momentarily noticed that someone was watching her--us--from an apartment window across the courtyard. I wondered if Gina knew. At first I saw a man watching alone. But then, another person appeared. It was a woman. I couldn't quite make out her face, but I could see she was dressed only in her underwear. Black underwear, very similar to Gina's. And as I watched Gina lowering her panties slowly down her thighs, I could see in the background that this woman was also removing her underwear. And then she was helping her partner out of his clothes, in plain view of whoever might want to watch. "Now give me your panties," I said to her. She stood there, a grin crossing her face, oblivious to the people in the other window. She tossed the tiny black panties over to me. Catching them, I unfolded them and looked inside. They were indeed stained from the combined ingredients of her overflowing pussy. I decided that now was the time to take our relationship into a deeper realm. I turned her panties inside out. Then I just looked at her, seeing the silhouette of the other couple in the window behind Gina. They were watching our every move. "Watch me," I whispered. I started to rub the silky fabric of her panties over my body. Beginning at my neck, slowly trailing downward. Stopping to tease my nipples, caress my chest, then move down toward my stomach and below. My right hand gripped my throbbing cock, stroking it slowly. And then I moved my hand away, letting her stare at me. Her eyes became glassy, revealing the heightened state of arousal she had entered. I'd never seen her looking so erotic before. I wanted to always remember this night. "Caress yourself," I whispered urgently. In the background the gentle tones of a Mozart piano concerto entered the room, altering the mood but adding to the joy we were both feeling. Pleasure is such a wonderful thing, but we're all so afraid of it. Why? Maybe we're afraid of bliss because it always disappears too quickly. Better to endure the daily monotones of life than to occasionally hear its crescendos. Because for every crescendo, there's always another pianissimo-a quiet moment when we feel nearest to death. Tonight, I wanted to feel the crescendos, the pianissimos, and to know so much more about Gina's. "What are you feeling right now?" I asked as Gina's fingertips traveled over her flesh. "I'm feeling fabulous," Gina responded. Her right hand tickled one of her nipples while her left hand's index finger teased her clitoris. I'd always wanted to watch Gina masturbate for me. To really get into it and let herself go totally. It was hypnotic. Time was standing still, even though the music didn't. Gina's sighs were growing louder, her eyes closed. Again I noticed the couple across the courtyard, watching us. Only now, the woman was sitting astride her lover, with both of them facing toward us. I saw his hands cupping her breasts, caressing them. And her fingers reaching down between their legs, she leaning back in a 45 degree angle toward him. They were enjoying us, and I was enjoying them. I wanted Gina to feel their eyes upon her. "Now come closer," I encouraged. She slowly walked toward me, til she was standing just above me. "How long were you with him today?" I asked. "All afternoon." "Were the two of you alone?" "No." This last admission surprised me. I wasn't sure what to think. And I felt afraid to ask. What kind of erotic world had she entered since my departure? Was this what she meant by her 'Henry *and* June'? Images flooded through my mind, images of fantasies we two had spun together during our many stolen moments of lovemaking. Had my departure freed her to live out these fantasies? "Will you be seeing him again?" I probed, not sure what answer I was hoping to hear. "Yes, tomorrow." I wondered if they were living together. Just then I saw the other couple across the way, changing positions. The woman was now lying flat upon her back, legs raised and parted, facing the window. Her partner was now standing above her, his own back to the window. She was looking right at me. Momentarily I felt self-conscious, too many new and confusing feelings flooding my mind. As Gina moved within reach of my extended arms, the other woman's lover lay down between her outstretched thighs. I watched her head tipping backwards in an obvious gesture of pleasure while he presumably entered her in one simple thrust. Turning my eyes back to Gina, I was ready for whatever surprises she might have in store tonight. "I want you," I began. "I want you right now. Please come to me." "I'm here. I want to be here. I want to make love with you," Gina replied. I watched as she kneeled above my own outstretched thighs. My arms reached to surround her and draw her to me. Her thighs lowered to either side of my waist as she positioned herself carefully, pushing the tip of my cock into the entrance of her opening. I reached to guide one of her hanging breasts toward my lips, encouraging a sigh from her. My fingers teased the nipple to exquisite hardness, then brought it right to my mouth. She slid down hard, impaling herself completely. Then she was feeling me inside of her flowing depths, just as my mouth closed around the nipple. I groaned as her molten pussy, still moistened by another lover's juices, surrounded my own flesh. The sensations were so vivid. I caressed Gina's buttocks, my fingers teasing her backside, then reached to caress the spot where our bodies were united. I imagined her other lover in this same position. I wondered what it looked like and who else might have seen them. Then I reached to grasp her breasts with both hands and rub her nipples across my chest. "Ooooh," she cooed. I knew this would be a wonderful release for her. I let her sounds guide my movements, just as the sound of the music guided the mood within the room. I brought Gina's breasts down to my chest, her nipples brushing against my own. As our nipples kissed, I whispered into her ear. "I can feel your lover's nectar filling you. I can see him. It's so good, isn't it?" I knew my words would soon send her over the top. We always loved to fantasize together when we made love. Only now, it wasn't just a fantasy. It had really happened. And I knew it would happen again. "You like having another lover, don't you?" I continued. "Yes." Her breathing was rapid. "And he knows you're here, doesn't he?" I knew we were both close to the edge. I wanted to open the floodgates even wider. "Yes, he does," she groaned, her orgasm quickly approaching. "And she knows it too," I said conclusively, betraying my intuition that Gina was in fact part of a triad, just as in 'Henry and June.' I knew they both loved her, both had sent her to me, both wanted her to return after spending the night with me. She was theirs. "YES!! YES! FUCK ME, SCOTT!" Gina gasped, moaned, screamed, her orgasm ripping through her, wave after wave overpowering her. I grabbed her buttocks and thrust upward, my own juices pouring into her body. I wanted us to become one, to melt into one another. I loved hearing her sighs of release, feeling her body shaking in my arms. Minutes later, when I at last opened my eyes again and looked across the courtyard, the other couple was gone. [END, PART 2] Gina Ch. 02 Three days passed, and I still hadn't worked up the nerve to call the number on the thong. Was she really considering sleeping with me? I was half her age, and she had seemed very drunk when I had met her at the club, and I was sure that she had forgotten all about me already, but I sure hadn't forgotten about her. All I was thinking about was the feeling of when she grabbed my hard dick and cupped my balls. How she had pushed her naked ass against the front of my jeans. How her tits moved when she danced. How big those tits were. I think I must have jacked off at least 20 times the last three days, thinking about her. Okay, maybe not 20 times, but damn close. I had gone back to the club Monday night, just to see if she happened to be there. I had made sure to walk past the strip club, where I first met her, on my way to the club and on my way home. I still hadn't seen her, and I was too embarrassed to just pick up the phone and call her. What was I supposed to say? "Hello. Are you still thinking about sucking my cock?" I figured that I should settle with another day of masturbating, and maybe call her the next day instead. Bored of my old porn magazines I made my way to the local store that sold magazines and movies for adult. I figured I wanted to see a movie with some large girls, while I fantasised about Gina. I was looking around the various shelves when I heard a familiar voice behind me. "You still haven't called me." I turned around and stared straight into Gina's eyes. I felt my face turn red again, and started to stutter an apology. She grinned at me and said, low enough so that only I could hear; "I'm not thinking about sucking your cock today." I was not able to hide my disappointment when I replied; "you're not?" "No. Today I feel like doing something else." She winked at me at held up a movie she had picked from the shelves before approaching me. It had a large woman on the cover that seemed to be somewhere between 30 and 40 years old. "I've seen this movie before, and absolutely love it. Would you like to watch it with me?" "Yes," I whispered hoarsely. I was breathing hard by now and my dick was rock hard. She looked at the lump in my jeans and licked her lips. "I've got to admit that I was just considering sucking your cock again. Come with me." When we got to her car I asked her why she wanted me, when I she could have any guy she wanted. Foolish, I know, but this was going way too fast for me to understand it all. Thankfully she just laughed before she started explaining. "When I saw you outside the strip club I was on my way in myself. I was feeling extremely horny, and guys at a strip club are usually easy to pick up. But when I saw you outside the club I figured that what I really wanted was some young guy like you. After you left I just went home and masturbated to this little movie I showed you just now. Unfortunately my dvd-player broke while I watching the movie, and the dvd was caught inside it, and I couldn't get it out. That's why I'm buying it again now. I bought a new dvd-player earlier today, and figured I wanted to watch the movie when I got home." "But what about what happened in the club a few days ago?" I asked. "Well," she said, unbuttoning a button in her white blouse, showing me a bit more of her magnificent cleavage. She was wearing a red bra I noticed. "I'll admit that I was a bit drunk that night, and when I saw you at the club I knew I couldn't let the chance slip away. I wasn't planning on using such a direct approach as I used, but when I saw you checking me out on the dancefloor I got the idea of giving you my panties. Speaking of panties, do you like the ones I'm wearing now?" She hitched her skirt up, showing me her red panties. I noticed they matched the red bra, and more importantly, it had a dark stain in the front. "Yes," I whispered. My jeans were threatening to explode. "Show it to me." "What do you mean," I stammered. "Unzip your jeans and show me your cock. I want to see it." I did as I was told. My dick stood proud and erect, showing off for Gina as she drove the car. My dick is 6", not too long and not too short. It's the only one I've got, and I'm very happy with it. Gina reached over and grabbed it in her right hand. "Beautiful," she said, giving it a few tugs. I moaned and let my head fall back in the seat, enjoying Gina's hands on my cock. "Jerk off for me," she said. "I want to see you masturbate while I drive." Once again I did as I was told, and started stroking my dick. My left hand stroked the shaft while my right hand massaged my balls. Did I mention I'm left-handed? Gina unbuttoned another button in her blouse. By now we had come to the outskirts of town, and there weren't that many people around. Gina was breathing hard, and her tits were threatening to rip open the shirt, sending the two buttons holding the blouse together flying. I wanted to come, and was beating off furiously. The fact that I can hold my orgasm for a long time doesn't mean that I'm not allowed a quickie now and then. We were now driving up an empty street. "I want to cum soon," I told her. "Perfect," she said. "Unbuckle your seat-belt, and stand on your knees in the seat. I want you to point your cock towards me when you cum." She unbuttoned the last two buttons of her blouse. "I want you to shoot it on my tits." Amazed by this woman I unbuckled my seat-belt and got on my knees in the seat. I noticed she had slowed down while I did this. Anyone looking towards her car could clearly see what was going on on the other side of her car windows. I kept up my hand's pace on my cock, and felt I was about to cum. I grunted and closed my eyes, pointing my dick towards her cleavage. Then she did something I didn't expect. She grabbed my dick just before I spurted for the first time, and put my cock in her mouth. I shot once inside her mouth before she released my dick and pointed it towards her tits again. "Sorry," she said, while my orgasm still raced through my body, "but I just had to have the first spurt in my mouth. I've been thinking about your cum in my mouth for the last three days now, and I just needed a little taste." This woman never ceased to amaze me. Here she sat in her car, with my cum covering her tits, and I didn't even know anything about her except her first name. "Ah, great timing," she continued. "We're here." We drove up the driveway to her house and she stopped the car. She got out of the car at once, her blouse still open with my sperm glinting in her cleavage and the pornmovie in her right hand. I zipped up my pants before leaving the car, but when I got out I could see that it was totally unnecessary. The house was surrounded by bushes, and there was no way you could see this part of the driveway from the streets. I followed Gina up to the front door, when she suddenly turned around. Leaning back against her front door she asked me; "don't I deserve an orgasm too before we get inside?" I conceded that she had a good point, and asked her what she wanted me to do. "Get down on your knees, and pull my panties down," she commanded. I got down on my knees in front of her and carefully pulled down her panties. Above her pussylips was a soft patch of hair, but I could see it was trimmed, and her pussylips were bare. She was very wet. "Now go ahead and lick me." I did as she commanded, and started licking like my life depended on it. Her pussy was flowing over, and I easily slid two fingers inside her, and started fucking her with them. She was moaning loud, and I was sure the neighbours would hear it if they were home. All the while I was licking her pussy she was guiding me by telling me what felt good, and what pace I should lick and finger her in. It didn't take long before she reached her orgasm. "Oh God, I'm going to cum. Keep that up. Lick right there. Yes! Oh God, it feels so good! Yes! YES! Oh Tommy, you make me feel so good! I'm cumming!" That was the first time I'd heard her say my name, and it felt wonderful. I kept lapping at her pussy while her juices were pouring out of her. I wanted to swallow it all. She had her hands on my head, and she was pushing my face against her pussy. Finally she couldn't take it anymore, and pushed me away. I looked up at her and saw that her tits were now out of her bra. She still had it on, but she had lifted her tits out of the cups of the bra. She must have taken them out while I was licking her pussy. I could also see that she had massaged my cum into them. Her tits were shiny. They were also just as huge as I remembered them. "How big are they?" I blurted out. Laughingly she told me that her bra size was 44E. I had no idea what that really meant, but she had given me an answer, and I was satisfied with that. "Now let's get inside," Gina said. "It's time for the real fun to start." (to be continued...) Gina Ch. 03 Late. Very late, or very early, depending on where one is supposed to be at 4:00 in the morning. I'd fully expected to head to my office in just three more hours, but now that was all changed. Gina changed it. Her unexpected arrival at my apartment the night before had opened a pandora's box. There was no way I could walk into my office with all the thoughts now preoccupying me and still expect to get a lick of work accomplished. Besides, I had other work to take care of now. It was six hours since she knocked at my front door. In that short time I'd learned more about Gina's inner world than ten years of living together had taught me. My life, my past: I'd put it all on the shelf as soon as the divorce was finalized. Gina's absence from my home gave me a convenient excuse to lose myself in my professional work again--to bury the emotions that she had first kindled. Now all my repressed memories came back to haunt me as I sat and watched her sleeping peacefully upon my living room floor. Our marriage had been a casualty of too much routine, too little joy and passion, too many stresses and strains and outside pressures. Every moment we spent alone together felt like borrowed time. We tried to fit a lot of excitement into times when we were least assured of outside interruption. Probably like a lot of other couples, we experimented. Tame experiments. We watched erotic films. Films like "Emannuelle" and "Sex, Lies, and Videotape." Films that reminded Gina of her younger days. We also saw films that opened her to the idea of love between women, like "Desert Hearts" and "Entres Nous." Gina loved these films. She said they reminded her of her single days spent with her best friend Kathy. We also bought sexy clothes for each of us. We took photographs of each of us undressing for the other. Over time, the photos became more revealing, not just of bodies, but of desires and longings. They seemed to document our erotic awakening over many years. We bought a book about glamour photography and I started encouraging Gina to experiment with new and more provocative poses. She seemed to enjoy it—as long as it was behind closed doors. I so often looked for ways to reassure Gina that I found her both beautiful and loveable because she didn't seem to believe it for herself. I loved to shop for pretty clothing for her. A slinky dress, silk stockings, many kinds of lingerie. Victoria's Secret catalogs became a regular part of our household. I remember our first trip to the mall after they opened a Victoria's Secret store. We almost expected (and wanted) to see those pretty sales associates modeling our favorite lingerie. Once in a great while when we had a few days alone to ourselves, we dressed up to go out on the town--dinner and a show, maybe a little dancing. Once or twice I remember being somewhere together, like a restaurant or night club, when I was suddenly aware that someone else was watching her. How exciting it was to know that someone else was admiring Gina's beauty! Once, a couple sat near us at a restaurant and it was clear that both were interested in us. Nothing really happened between us beyond exchanging the usual pleasantries you exchange with friendly strangers in a public place. But that night, alone with me, Gina was an absolute tigress in heat. We made love all evening and well into the morning hours. And before the night was over, we'd admitted to one another our deepest fantasies. I could recall that night so vividly now. That night, as we lay entwined in one another's arms, I found the courage to admit that the thought of her with another man excited me. At first, she said nothing in response to my comment. But as we lay there caressing one another I had this sudden image flash through my consciousness. And I had to share it with her. I remember telling her, "I have this fantasy about you coming home after work to tell me you've spent all afternoon making passionate love with a handsome stranger." Almost as soon as I said it I felt her body shudder in my arms as the first orgasm erupted inside of her. I wondered, was it my fantasy that turned her on and sent her over the top? Did she have someone in her mind's eye at that very instant--someone other than me? As this thought crossed my mind my own orgasm overtook me. Ever since that night I wondered, would she come home some day and announce she'd allowed another person to share pleasure with her. It wasn't a suspicious kind of feeling. I didn't feel possessive of her. No, it was more a curiosity. Many times I realized that the idea of Gina being desired by others made me happy. At first, I thought that was strange. But after a while, I realized that if she knew it wasn't just me that found her desirable, maybe she'd believe it was true. One day, I came across an advertisement in the local alternative newspaper: "Unmarried couple seeks other couples or singles for mutual exploration of our fantasies." The author had left a post office box number and simply signed the name "Jim." I took out a box number of my own at a local post office, and after talking about it with Gina I sent off a quick note of introduction to "Jim." I wrote, "We'd like to correspond with you to see if we have mutual interests." That was all I said. And then we waited, and waited. A few weeks later when I had nearly forgotten about sending my note, we got back a letter I'll never forget. It was from Jim and his partner "Sally." Jim was a lawyer, Sally a lawyer's aid. Not married to one another, but both married nevertheless. Jim was into "exploring." Not in person, just by mail. And so was Sally. If we were interested they would write further next time to tell more about themselves. Well, we were more than interested. I wrote back immediately enclosing photos of both of us (nude, but without our faces being exposed). Gina was as ready for it as I was--and yet, we had no idea where things would head. We were just ready for an erotic adventure, and Jim & Sally gave us one for the next two years. I was thrilled to see Gina wanting to join in the fun. She and Sally even exchanged *very* erotic letters with one another. And then one day Jim wanted us to meet them both in a downtown hotel room. Although we chickened out at the last minute and never did meet them, the idea gave us many nights of inspired lovemaking in the weeks that followed. ...But yesterday, it actually *had* happened. Gina had been with another lover. The full weight of realization began to sink in as I sat there at my desk and gazed at Gina's nude body splayed across my plush living room carpet. I watched her for a while, her chest gently rising and falling with her breathing. I imagined the hands of others caressing her. I thought of unseen hands running over her skin, I though of other mouths savouring the taste of her body's most intimate secrets. Closing my eyes, I envisioned Gina slowly undressing for people I had probably never seen. I began to caress my own naked flesh. I felt my cock growing, extending upward and oh, so full. I opened my eyes and looked down, my thighs spreading wide apart. The sight of Gina was creating an incredible erotic tension with my mind, my body, my soul. She was here as if we'd never parted, and yet... I knew she belonged to others. She had taken an evening to visit me, to play with me, to show off herself and her new "freedom". And she knew how much I'd like watching her strip for me, listening to her telling me about her new lovers. I loved the feeling of being naked in the middle of my apartment. I kept wondering, who were those people watching us in the other apartment? Did they know Gina? What would it have felt like to have them in this room with us, making love alongside of us, perhaps joining us? My head spun. It was all too much to take in at once. What was I feeling inside--hurt, excitement, jealousy, intrigue? Suddenly I was overcome with a longing to feel others' bodies next to mine. I couldn't get it out of my head. I decided to take a shower. How long had it been since I took a really sensual shower? I decided today it was time to worship my body—to make it tingle with pleasure and erotic release. As I stepped into my tub and drew the curtain, hot water trickled down through my hair, running off to slide down my shoulder blades, over my chest, soaking the hairs that covered it. I grabbed a fresh bar of glycerine soap and closed my eyes once again. I wanted to pretend that this soap was someone else's hand caressing my body from head to toe. My nipples arose to delicate peaks as the water hit them. I brought the soap up to my shoulders and pretended I was standing in the shower with three other people: Gina and her two lovers. I began to glide the bar of soap slowly along my arms, from my fingertips up to my shoulders. I closed my eyes and let the soap smooth itself over my chest, circling my nipples, approaching closer and closer until it brushed across them, teased them, sending chills throughout my body, making me grow harder. "Mmmmm," I moaned as I drifted into a daydream world, recalling scenes from 'Henry and June.' I saw Gina in the arms of two different lovers--a man and a woman--as we all stood in an enormously large shower. The man was kissing Gina, their tongues intertwined, while the woman's hands were washing Gina's breasts. I pictured the man as tall and dark, the woman as beautiful and blonde. Just as Henry and June had looked in the movie. My fingers continued pleasuring my nipples, making kaleidoscopic images dance before my mind. I saw Gina again, only now it was the woman who was kissing her, the man whose fingers were applying the soap to her lower body. And then I saw him standing behind Gina, pressing his hard prick against her. The woman was now kneeling in front of Gina, her mouth licking Gina's delicate pussy, her fingers reaching behind Gina to grasp her partner's hot cock. She was speaking softly to Gina, "Take him, take him, take him." My cock was throbbing painfully as these images passed through my brain. I moved the soap bar down, sensuously across my stomach, my navel, descending. I felt it enter into the patch of curls between my legs, seeking my throbbing flesh that dangled like ripe fruits in the springtime. "Ohhhh, god," I sighed again, my fingers now grasping my hardness, feeling it grow mightily in length and thickness. I do love the feel of my own body in a state of erotic bliss, though it is not often that I have such delicious fantasies to inspire me. I stroked my fingers up the length of my cock and down again. The soap was now gliding over my buttocks as I stood with legs wide apart, caressing along the undersides of my thighs. My cock grew harder as my fingers teased my rear opening. I pictured the other woman, Gina's other lover, teasing me with her fingertips and showing me all kinds of new ways to play games. At the same time I imagined my tongue entering Gina's pussy, seeking the hidden bud of her clitoris, probing her depths. I imagined the rich taste of the many juices that were mixed inside of her body. Then another image flashed through my brain. It was of me having replaced the man behind Gina. And it was now my cock entering Gina's body from behind with intensely powerful thrusts until she was fully impaled by my prick. I imagined reaching around and grabbing her breasts, my hands ravishing her throbbing nipples which I knew had been in her lover's mouth the day before. In my mind I was mauling her tits and fucking her hard, pushing her body firmly against the shower wall as she moaned and begged for more. I imagined taking her, over and over again, saying to her, "is this how you like it Slut?" ...All of a sudden, my eyes opened as I felt real hands touching me. Standing naked in front of me in the shower, Gina smiled at me. "I thought you were sleep-showering," she began in a playful tone. "Here, let me help you with your problem." Kneeling down before me, she took my cock between her fingers, bringing it up to her lips. Kissing the head, she opened her mouth to further envelop my flesh. "God, you never did *that* when we were together," I sighed. "Nope! And there's a lot of other things I didn't do either," she admitted, making me wonder whether I should press for a detailed summary of her new discoveries. "Oh, you're good," I moaned as her mouth took more and more of me deep into the back of her throat. She actually seemed to be enjoying it! I leaned back against the wall, my hips thrust outward. "Close your eyes again, lover," she began. "I've been saving this up for a long time." I reached down and ran my fingertips through her thick, long hair, grasping her neck gently while she continued pleasuring me. Somehow, I had always felt a little guilty when Gina sucked my cock, like I was getting all the pleasure and she got little in that position. I got hotter when we made love in an upright position, where both of our heads could connect, or a sixty-nine, where our mouths could engage in a mutual search for buried treasure. But this time I positively glowed from her oral pleasuring. Could it be? Yes! I realized what had changed. Gina was really enjoying this--I even could hear her moaning. I looked down and saw her fingers grasping her own sex unashamedly while she kneeled in front of me. "You like to play with yourself, don't you?" I suggested. "Oh yeah, it's so good," she replied breathlessly. "Does he watch you play with yourself? And does she?" I continued. "Yes. Oh yes. Ooooooh yes," she responded. By now her voice was sounding like a mantra, as she continued humming and blowing her hot breath over my flesh. I felt a rumbling deep in my loins, growing, building. I imagined what a volcano was like, on the verge of erupting, sending tons of hot lava down the mountainside. "I want to fuck you Gina. Climb on top," I urged, sitting down in the middle of the giant bathtub. "Oh, it's so good. So fucking good," I purred as she kneeled and placed a knee on either side of my waist, then reached to guide my cock inside her waiting body. At the same time, I reached for her tits, my fingers massaging her nipples til she was ravenous to feed them to me while she impaled herself on my cock. I pulled one deep into my mouth and let my teeth gently nibble the tender bud while she threw her head back in a state of total abandon. "Mmmmm. I've missed this," she moaned as I thrust hard, filling her completely. I'd forgotten just how wonderful it could be to spend an early morning making love. "It's been a long time, hon," I said as she continued riding my manhood. I was wondering if we'd be able to do this again soon. "You mean you've missed it too?" she responded. "I didn't think you'd ever be interested again." "Are you kidding? I always got turned on for you," I exclaimed. "But now I keep thinking about you in the arms of another man," I admitted. I was feeling myself getting close to the edge but wanting to use this erotic high to perhaps encourage her to be more open with me about her other lovers. I wasn't sure if I wanted to know who it was, but the mental images in my brain at that moment were bringing my volcano very close to eruption. "Have you known him long?" "Three months," she said. "Three incredible months. I met them at a party." A twinge of jealousy passed through me but I just kept fucking her. I remembered her comment last night about Henry and June. I made a mental note to look in my collection of Anais Nin's diaries, to read about her affairs with Henry and June Miller. I wondered how literally she meant it when she referred to them. Lowering my mouth to one of her out-thrust breasts, I closed my lips around her nipple once again. "Oooooh, don't stop," Gina sighed. Sucking Gina's breasts had always been one of the few ways I could inspire her to release her inhibitions. I knew she'd be more open with me now. I decided to take her on a voyage of erotic communication while our bodies rocked back and forth in unison. "Does he like your body?" "Yes." She wasn't volunteering anything, so I just continued with my questions. I struggled for words. "Do you like to dress up for him?" "Yes. And she likes it too." My cock grew even harder inside of her as I listened to this last admission. "Have I ever met either one of them?" Asking this question was really scary--I wasn't sure I was ready to learn that she might be with someone I knew personally. "I doubt it," she replied. "They just moved here from California. He's a photographer, and she's a writer." I wondered what kind of photography he specialized in. "Have you ever posed for him?" I asked, more to play for fun, not really expecting her answer. "I began posing for him three months ago, on a dare. Just a few glamour shots, nothing fancy. He really liked me. Wanted to take more pictures of me. Invited me to come to his house one night, to meet his wife." Her revelations were incredibly arousing to me. All kinds of thoughts raced through my mind. Did I want to know the answers, or would I rather let my fantasies fill in the blanks? "And did you do more poses at their house?" I asked, my voice becoming huskier as our bodies thrust together urgently. "I did a lot more poses," she responded. "He's going to publish some of them, next month." Oops, I wasn't ready for that one. I couldn't believe my ears. I ran out of things to say. I faltered. I stuttered. And then I felt my orgasm building to the breaking point. My lips struggled to hang onto her heaving breast as the first explosion tore through me. "Ohh, god, cum inside me," she begged. "Cum baby, cum for me. Give it all to me, now!" I couldn't stop cumming, my hot juices flooding her insides. Seconds later I heard her scream, her own orgasm beginning and flowing down her legs and up to her brain. We held onto one another so tightly, lying there in that huge bathtub, the shower still running down our backs... [END, PART 3] Gina Ch. 03 Gina didn't put on her panties and her tits were still hanging out when we entered her house. She took a moment to unzip my jeans again when we had closed the door behind us, and she grasped my dick, which had gotten painfully hard again. She pulled me by my cock to her living room and pushed me down in her couch. "Would you like anything to drink?" she asked me. "Sure," I replied. "I'll have whatever you're having." Gina soon returned with two beers. She was now wearing just the skirt. She had discarded her bra and blouse while she got the beers, but had left her skirt on. I doubted she had put on her panties again, and I would soon find out I was right. I thought she looked very sexy topless in her black skirt. It seemed that she was fond of black skirts and white tops. She gave me one beer before she turned around and picked up the dvd lying on the table. While she picked up the dvd I lifted her skirt, confirming my suspicion about her panties. I let my hands caress her asscheeks. She had a big ass, but I thought it was the sexiest ass in the world. "Oooh. I like it when you touch my butt. I think it's time for us to watch the movie I bought now. Not exactly dinner and a show, but I'm counting on getting you to bed anyway," she said with a wink. "Well," I replied, "I'm certainly getting a show, and if I find that I need something to eat I can always eat your pussy again." "We'll see," Gina said, shaking her big ass at my face before she went over to her TV and put the dvd in her newly bought dvd-player. "It was my day off today, so I got the dvd-player installed before I met you." The movie started playing, and I noticed it was a German movie. At least I thought so. I couldn't translate the title, or understand what the actors were saying, but who cares about that when watching porn anyway? On the screen a woman around 35 was lying on the floor, fucking herself with a vibrator. She was at least as big as Gina, and I felt my dick jerk when I heard her moan something in German while the vibe went in and out of her wet pussy. Did I have a thing for big women? Or did I have a thing for older women? Maybe it was the combination? All I could say for sure was that I was horny as hell watching the movie, and I could tell Gina was horny too. She was absently fingering her pussy while she watched the movie, occasionally glancing at me. I was stroking my dick again now, and I felt uncomfortable having my clothes on while I jerked off. The zipper was gnawing at my balls. I got up of the couch and took off my jeans, socks and shirt. I sat down again, naked, and used the opportunity to seat myself closer to Gina. She smiled at me and reached over for my hard cock. I lost interest in the movie at that time and leaned over to kiss Gina. Our tongues wrestled for a while before she drew back. She looked at me with a wicked look in her eyes. "Fuck my face," she told me. I'd never heard anyone say that before, and wasn't quite sure what to do. Luckily she took the initiative and lowered her mouth on my cock. She started sucking me, licking the head before she lowered her mouth again as far as she could go without gagging. Occasionally she took her mouth completely off my dick and licked my balls. She even licked the area of skin below my balls, and I gasped in surprise every time she did. I never thought of that area as an erogenous area, but it felt amazing to have her lick. After a while of her teasing me like this I grabbed her hair while she was on her way down my shaft again. I guided her head up and down my cock, not letting her mouth slide completely off it at any time. Suddenly she put her hands down on the couch and pushed herself off my cock. I was afraid I'd done something wrong and let her off my cock, my heart racing. I was sure she would kick me out now. "Fuck my face harder. I want your cock down my throat. Don't be gentle with me. Use me!" I didn't know what to do for a second, but then I got control over myself, grabbed her hair and pushed her head down on my cock again. I used her hair as a handle and pushed her face as far down as it would go before pulling it up again, then pushing my cock down her throat again. She was actually moaning now. I could see her hand disappearing under her skirt and her tits swayed like two big pendulums. After I had fucked her face hard for a few minutes her hand reappeared from under her skirt and she offered her wet fingers to my mouth. I hungrily licked her soaked fingers, lapping up the pussyjuice she had to offer. That's when I decided I had to fuck her pussy. I pulled her mouth off my dick and replaced it with my tongue, kissing her hard. "I need to fuck your pussy now," I told her. "Oh yes, please fuck me now," she replied. "I want your cock inside me." We had both forgotten about the movie playing in the background, but I happened to glance at the movie and saw that the woman in the movie was riding some guy in a couch, facing him. I couldn't see much of the guy, just his thighs under the actress' ass, but from the sounds on the TV it seemed as if he enjoyed the treatment he got. "I want to do it like that," I told Gina. She turned her head against the TV and laughed. "Not exactly like that right now, honey. We can do that later. You said you wanted to fuck my pussy, remember?" At that moment the guy the woman in the movie was riding put his hands on her asscheeks and spread them. I could see that his dick was firmly placed inside her asshole. "Shit!" I exclaimed. "We'll be doing that a lot later, you and me," Gina said with a wicked grin. "But not right now. I want you in my pussy now. We can use the same position however." Gina faced me and straddled me, sinking her warm, wet pussy down on my hard cock. She had placed her knees on either side of me in her couch and her fingers locked themselves behind my neck. My cock was hard to begin with, but the prospect of soon-to-come analsex with this hot woman had made it hard as rock. I'd always been a fan of anal porn, but didn't think I would experience it myself this soon. I grabbed her asscheeks, like the guy in the movie, and spread them, feeling Gina sink even further down my cock. Her right hand released its grip on my neck and slid down my left arm, lingering on my hand that was holding her right asscheek, before I lost track of it. It was still behind her back, but I couldn't feel it. Her eyes rolled backwards before she closed them, and I heard her sigh. I could only imagine what she was doing. I wished the Tv was replaced with a mirror. Well, her skirt would have concealed what she was doing anyway. After a while she opened her eyes again, grinning at me. I felt her hand on my balls now, and she was squeezing them. I felt I was about to cum and told her so. "I want you to cum on my tits again," she said and got up from the couch. She placed herself between my legs and stroked my cock, pointing it towards her bare chest. On the TV the woman was humping up and down on the still-concealed guy she was fucking, but I was more interested in looking at Gina while she jerked me off. She was stroking my shaft towards her tits with her left hand when her right hand disappeared behind her back again, sliding up under her skirt. I tried to look over her shoulder at what she was doing, but couldn't see anything. When her eyes rolled back in her head again I couldn't keep my orgasm back any longer. I was shooting my sperm all over her tits again for the second time in an hour. Gina kept milking my cock until she was satisfied that she had gotten all my sperm out of me. She still had her right hand underneath her skirt and I could tell by her flexing biceps that her hand was moving under there. She kept it there while she used my cock to smear my cum all over her tits. She licked my cock clean after this, and I suddenly felt her body give a shudder. She smiled happily and her hand reappeared. "That was nice," she said. "I think we can stop the movie now. We haven't seen much of it anyway, so we can watch it later. Now, let's go get something to eat. I know a great restaurant downtown." "Aren't you going to take a shower first," I asked. "No, actually I'm not. I like the idea of going out with your cum smeared all over my tits. I am going to change however. Do you think I should put on something that shows off a lot of my cumcovered cleavage?" I swallowed hard and nodded. This was going to be an interesting trip downtown. (to be continued...) Gina Ch. 04 Gina went upstairs to change while I ejected the DVD and turned off the TV. I put on my clothes and drank the rest of my beer. I was just finishing my beer when she came down again. As she had told me before she went upstairs she hadn't taken a shower, and her tits were still covered in my cum. You had to know it was there to see it, but I still thought it was a sexy thing to do. I never believed a girl would take me to a restaurant with her tits covered in my sperm, but that's what was happening. Gina had put on a tight, black bra that pushed her 44E tits together and made them look even bigger. She was wearing a red blouse and a short, white skirt that barely covered her big ass. Seemed as if she did own something else than black skirts and white tops after all. She was also wearing high heeled red shoes. Her blouse was unbuttoned at the top, and she showed a lot of her beautiful cleavage. I wondered if she had put on any panties while she was upstairs. Gina looked me up and down when she entered the living room and gave me a big grin that made me blush. She glanced at where my clothes had been when she went upstairs and her eyes narrowed. "Take off your jeans," she said. I obeyed quickly, wondering what she had in mind. When I had pulled off my jeans she told me to do the same with my boxers. I now stood in front of her with just my t-shirt and my socks. "Nice," she murmured and licked her lips. "Now put on your jeans again, but leave your boxers here. You don't need them." I did as she told me, and we left her house. I got in the passenger-seat of her car, while she placed herself behind the wheel. When she got in I got a look under her skirt and noticed to my disappointment that she was wearing panties again. It matched her bra. Seeing my disappointed face, she smiled, took my hand and guided it under her skirt. She pulled her panties to the side and I pushed two fingers into her. She was wet again. "I want you to finger me while I drive," she told me, pushing her ass forward in the seat and parting her legs more, giving me better access. Then she turned the key and drove downtown. When we got to the restaurant I was hard as rock again. She hadn't touched me at all while she drove, but the sensation of her pussy clamped around my fingers and her moans and whimpers while she drove had me horny again. She had to stop the car for a while when we had driven half of the distance between her house and the restaurant. Sensing she was about to cum she drove to the side of the road, as she didn't want to cause any traffic accident. She was trembling violently and moaning, while my fingers pistoned in and out of her wet pussy, and I could tell her skirt would have a wet stain where it covered her ass. She was dripping, and the part of her skirt that covered her ass was right beneath the leakage. When her orgasm had subsided I tried to pull out my fingers, but she just told me to keep up what I was doing and started the car again. No wonder I was so horny when we reached the restaurant. I pulled my fingers from her pussy when Gina pulled into the parking lot. Even though my fingers where very wet Gina grasped my hand and pushed my fingers into her mouth. She licked and sucked my fingers for a few seconds and I felt myself grow even harder. "I taste good, don't I?" she asked me rhetorically and winked at me. I thought I might cum again right there. Gina glanced at my lap and grinned at me. "You should try to hide that," she said, and pointed at the tent in my jeans. "We're going to a fancy restaurant, you know. They don't like it when people enter with an erection." I pushed my dick to the side and pushed my left hand down my pocket to hold my dick through the pocket. Gina chuckled as she opened the cardoor and went out of the car. I followed her, and we went inside the restaurant. We were seated at a table for two and a waiter came up to take our orders. Gina ordered a bottle of red wine for us and we both ordered steak. We talked for a while until the waiter arrived with the bottle of wine. He poured to glasses, and went to the kitchen again. Gina leaned over the table and whispered; "open your fly." I blushed and looked around. "What if anybody sees it," I asked. "The tablecloth will hide what we're doing, and if somebody happens to see it anyway, then let them look." Gina had a naughty look in her eyes. I swallowed hard and quietly unzipped my jeans. "Now pull out your dick," she commanded with a whisper. I did as I was told. Suddenly I felt a naked foot on my cock. Gina had pushed her ass forward in her chair to make her foot reach my dick, and her upper body clearly showed what she was doing with her feet. Her hands had a hold of the chair so she wouldn't fall down from it, and her cumcovered breasts were moving up and down as she was breathing hard. Luckily nobody was seated close to our table. Gina kept massaging my dick with her feet, alternating between her left and right foot, while we drank our wine and talked about ourselves. Despite what we had been through the last few hours, we didn't know anything about each other. I learned she was 37 years old and had never been married. She also told me that she was 5'1" and weighed close to 200 pounds. I didn't ask for her height and weight, but she told me anyway. When I told her I was 18 years old she laughed and said she was old enough to be my mother. Before I could protest she lifted both her feet and stroked my cock with them, making me forget all about my protest. I told her about my ex-girlfriend, and how we had a huge fight and later broken up when I asked her to change positions the first time we'd had sex. "She doesn't know what she missing," she laughingly said. This woman liked to laugh. When our food came it was a waitress who served us. She was about 30 years old, the same height as me and a bit plump. Her waitress-uniform hugged her body, and made her curves obvious. She had red hair. Her tits were big, but not as big as Gina's. Her nametag told us her name was Susan. Gina had still her foot on my cock and I was blushing furiously. I could see that the waitress knew what was going on, and she grinned at us. I don't know if it was by accident or not, but the waitress lost her pen on the floor at that moment, and "accidentally" kicked it under the table. "I'm so sorry, ma'm," Susan said, "but I seem to have dropped my pen under your table, and my hands are full. Could you please crawl under the table and retrieve it for me?" She gave Gina a wink. "Certainly," Gina replied, her grin just as big. Gina pushed her chair back and crawled under the table. I felt her mouth taking my dick into her mouth, and a moan escaped my mouth. The waitress put down our plates at our seats and looked at my face with a wicked look in her eyes. "Can you find my pen?" she asked Gina. "Not yet," Gina answered with her mouth full of cock. "Take your time," the waitress replied. She had her back to the rest of the customers, and was blocking the view for the rest of the customers. She was massaging her breasts through her uniform and had a lustful look in her eyes. Gina started massage my balls, and that combined with the sight before my eyes and Gina's mouth on my dick made me finally cum. The first spurt shot into her mouth, but then Gina pulled my dick out again and pointed it downwards. I could tell she was pointing it at her tits again. Gina milked my dick dry and licked it clean. "There it is," she told us and got up from under the table. She handed back the pen to the waitress and sat down on her seat again. "Thanks," the waitress told her. "I'll just put it here, so I won't loose it again." Slowly she pushed the pen down the front of her shirt, between her tits. Then putting a hand on each breast she pushed them together. "Yes, it's safe there. By the way, you seem to have gotten something on you. I don't seem to have any napkins with me. Do you mind if I just use my hand to wipe it away?" "Not at all," Gina replied. I looked over at Gina and noticed that my sperm was lying in big gobs on her breasts. Susan leaned over and let her index finger slide up Gina's cleavage, scooping up a big amount of my cum. Then she put it to her lips and sucked the finger. "Mmm, it's good," she said. "I know," Gina replied. Then the waitress left, leaving us to our food. We ordered a bottle more of wine during our dinner, and when the time came to pay the same waitress came back with the bill. "I seem to have my hands full again," she said, indicating the bill in her left hand and some sort of remote control in her right hand. She leaned towards me, showing her cleavage, with her pen protruding at the top. "Do you mind handing me my pen?" she asked me. I looked at Gina and she just winked at me. I put my hand down her shirt and cupped her right tit before I pulled out the pen and handed it to her. Gina paid the bill. As she handed the money to the waitress, the waitress put down her remote control. Gina glanced at it and picked it up. I had also looked at it and saw that it only had two buttons; "on" and "off". Gina pushed "on". A low buzz came from under the waitress skirt, and she grabbed the table. A low moan escaped her lips. Then she quickly wrote down something on a piece of paper and handed it to Gina. Gina winked at her and pushed the remote control down the front of the waitress shirt. It was now firmly placed between the waitress tits, and she couldn't pull it out until she was sure nobody saw her. That meant she would have to walk through the whole restaurant before she could turn off whatever was buzzing underneath her skirt, as the restaurant was more crowded now than it had been an hour ago. Me and Gina got up and left the restaurant, the owner smiling and waving as we went by. He had probably not seen the dried sperm between Gina's tits as we left. "What did she give you," I asked when we got out on the street again. "What do you mean," Gina innocently replied. "That piece of paper she gave you. What did it say?" "Oh, that was just her phone number," Gina replied with a grin. (to be continued...) Gina Ch. 05 Gina and I managed to keep our hands to ourselves during the drive back to her place. We even kept our clothes on. Gina walked a few feet in front of me from her car to her front door. I was staring at her big, sexy ass all the while, seeing it sway sexily from side to side. Even though I had cum three times the last few hours, I felt my cock start to swell again. I never knew a woman could be as naughty as Gina had proven to be. Looking at her big ass I was wondering what she would show me next. She must have felt my eyes on her ass, because she lifted the back of her white skirt and flashed me her ass, just as we approached her front door. "I could really use a massage right now," she sighed as we walked through the front door. "Why don't you go get a bottle of wine from the fridge, and then come join me in my bedroom?" "Sure," I replied. "Where's your bedroom?" "It's upstairs, last door to the right." I nodded, and headed for the kitchen. I had made a mental note of where to find the kitchen before we went to the restaurant. Opening the fridge I saw several bottles of white wine. I couldn't tell one bottle from the other, so I just selected one at random. I headed up the stairs with the wine, and walked through the last door to the right. Gina was lying naked on the bed. It was the first time I had seen her completely naked. She was lying on her back, massaging her magnificent 44E breasts. "Hello lover. Put the wine on the table and take your clothes off." I did as she asked me and stood by her bed. It reached me to mid-thigh and was big enough for at least two people. "You look marvellous," I told her. "Thanks," she replied with a smile. "Now grab the massage-oil standing next to the wine and climb up here with me." She turned over on her stomach, showing me her lovely ass. With the massage-oil in my hand I climbed up on her bed and sat down beside her. She had her eyes closed, and she jumped in surprise when the cold oil hit her skin just below her neck. I massaged her neck and shoulders for a while as I stood on my knees beside her. "Lower," Gina whispered. I gradually massaged my way down Gina's back as she urged me to massage lower and lower on her back. When I started massaging her ass she was finally satisfied. She sighed and smiled as I massaged her asscheeks. I let my slippery hands slide all over her ass, kneading each cheek. I grabbed both asscheeks and pulled them apart, getting a look at her tiny asshole, hiding between those magnificent globes. "Put some oil in my asscrack too," Gina whispered. "I want to feel your slippery hands sliding between my asscheeks." I poured some oil in my right hand and let it slide between her cheeks, making them shiny. I was hard as a rock again. I slid my fingers up and down the crack of her ass, feeling her shudder each time I passed her little asshole. I was feeling brave, and was just about to push my finger inside her anal-opening, when she suddenly turned over on her back. "Fuck me," she whispered with lust flaming in her eyes. I crawled between her thighs and slid right into her pussy. She was unbelievably wet. I started out slow, but she wouldn't have any of that. She whispered into my ear to fuck her harder. Happy to please her I fucked her as hard as I could. Gina grabbed my asscheeks, and I got to know how it felt to have your asscheeks pulled apart. I was afraid she would rip my cheeks apart when she threw her head back and moaned loud as she came. She was shivering beneath me while I kept fucking her. After her orgasm subsided she pushed me away. "Time to massage my front," she told me. Until now her head had been pointing towards the wall, but now she turned around, facing the door instead. She scooted down the bed until her head no longer rested on the bed. She was still lying on her back. "Stand beside my head and massage my tits." I grabbed the oil, got out of the bed and walked up to her. My balls rested on her chin as I poured some oil on her breasts. Gina gave my balls a lick before she grabbed my cock and slid it right into her mouth. When she was lying like this I could slide my whole dick into her throat without any difficulty. Sliding my dick out of her mouth she said; "now, massage my tits good while you fuck my face. You do remember how I want my face fucked, don't you?" I nodded and started massaging her tits as I slid my cock in and out of her mouth. I slid my hands over her tits and pushed them together as I fucked her mouth faster and faster. Her tits were starting to get really slippery, and I even bent down, licking them, completely ignoring that I had shot three loads of cum on them today. Since I had already had three orgasms today it took a while before I felt that familiar feeling in my balls. I knew that I was close to cumming and told Gina so. She pushed me away and sat up in her bed. I thought she wanted me to cum on her tits again, so I kept jacking off, pointing my cock at her tits, but she playfully slapped my hands away from my dick. I was confused. Gina got the bra she had on during our visit to the restaurant and put it on. She was putting on clothes, and had denied me my orgasm. Had I done something wrong? When she had put on the bra again she lied down on the bed again. "I want you to do something else now," she told me. My heart made a leap of joy. I hadn't ruined it after all. "Push your cock between my tits now. I want you to fuck my tits. I love to have a cock between my huge tits." I was happy to oblige, and pushed my cock towards her cleavage. I had to straddle her face to get close enough to fuck them. Her breasts were slippery with oil and my cock was slick with her saliva, so I met no resistance, even though she had a really tight bra on. "Why do you have your bra on?" I asked. "Couldn't you just push your tits together with your hands?" "I want my hands free, so I can touch you," she replied. "Ah, yes, it feels so good to have my tits fucked," Gina said from underneath me. "You really like having your tits, fucked, don't you?" I asked rhetorically, feeling like a stud. "Yes. And I love having you shoot your cum on my tits. And I get REALLY turned on when you fuck my mouth, even though I have a hole that I enjoy having fucked even more." "And what's your favourite fuckhole?" I asked. I was getting close to cumming, and figured hearing her say "my pussy" would send me over the edge. "This hole," Gina answered, and caught me completely in surprise. Then she spread my asscheeks apart and touched her tongue to my asshole. I had never had anything in my ass before, but Gina's tongue slid in without much resistance. I was humping her tits, my dick jerking as it shot stream after stream of sperm into her cleavage. My ass felt amazing. I had never thought it would feel so good to have a tongue in my ass. I had to grab her tits to not fall down, and Gina moaned into my ass as I did so. She kept licking my ass while my orgasm raced through my body, and she kept licking while I rested my upper body on her tits and tummy. I was panting and my legs were shaking. "That was amazing," I told her when I finally got enough strength back to push myself off her. "I know," she replied as she sat up. "I expect you to return the favour later." She winked at me. I was still panting and had to lie down. As I drifted off to sleep I heard Gina say; "you should rest for a couple of hours. You need your energy. I've been dreaming of your cock in my ass the whole day, and when you wake up I'm going to make my dream come true." (to be continued...) Gina Ch. 06 I was lying on my left side when I woke up. Gina was lying in front of me and I had wrapped my hands around her while I slept. My right hand had a firm grip on her huge tit and my cock was erect and pressed up against her ass. I rose quietly from the bed to not wake Gina. She moaned in disappointment when my cock slid out from between her asscheeks but she did not wake up. I went down the stairs and headed towards the kitchen, my erection proudly pointing the way. I got a beer from the fridge and headed upstairs again. We hadn't touched the wine I brought up a few hours before, but I preferred a beer right now. I glanced at the clock as I entered the room; 3:30AM. I sat down in the chair in Gina's bedroom and drank the beer as I watched her sleep. She had turned over on her stomach and kicked off the sheets. I was watching her big, naked ass when I remembered her last words before I drifted up to sleep. I grinned and drank my beer. She had given me many surprises during the last 12 hours or more. It was time for me to surprise her. I finished my beer and walked up to the bed. I carefully grabbed one ankle and pulled it away from the other, and then did the same with the other, taking my time as to not wake her. When I had her legs far enough apart I silently climbed the bed and crawled up between her legs as far as I could. I laid my hands on her asscheeks and carefully caressed them for a while. I let my fingers touch every inch of her ass before I slid my fingertips into her asscrack. I spread her cheeks ever so slowly. I was sure I didn't move my hands more than an inch an hour, but finally I could see her beautiful little asshole. It looked so delicious lying just a foot from my face, and remembering how Gina had licked my ass I knew I had to taste hers. Leaning forward and extending my tongue I had my first taste of ass. I thought that it might taste bad, but the thought of letting Gina feel the way I had felt, before I exhausted had fallen to sleep, made me give it a try. I hadn't needed to worry. It didn't taste much at all. But the thought of licking Gina's ass, the kinkyness of it all, made me hard as steel. Gina was sighing happily in her sleep and flexed her asscheeks a couple of times. I was licking up and down her asscrack, tasting the dried massage-oil. After a while I got bolder and stiffened my tongue to probe her asshole. Gina's asshole was tight, but after a couple of attempt to penetrate her ass her asshole finally accepted my tongue. Gina moaned when I started tonguefucking her tight opening, but I was still sure she was asleep. I decided I wanted to stimulate her even more and released her right asscheek to use my fingers on her clit. I slid my hand under her body trying to reach her clit. She was soaking wet. "Please. Just do my ass. Don't touch any other parts of me. I want you to make me cum just by stimulating my ass." She wasn't sleeping after all. And she had said "please". It was the first time I had heard her use that word as I could remember. It seemed that her ass was her weak spot. Maybe I could use this to my advantage later? I didn't reply, but put my hand back on her asscheek. I squeezed both asscheeks hard and grinded my face into her ass. No use in being careful now that she was awake. Gina moaned louder and started pushing her ass back at my face. She had placed her hands on the wall, and it seemed as if she was trying to push down the wall, but instead the movements made her ass push against my tongue. We kept this up for a while before I slid my tongue out of her ass. Gina whimpered her disappointment, but said nothing. I was in charge now. I got up on her knees and pushed my right thumb inside her ass. My left hand grabbed her long blonde hair and pulled her head backwards. She got up on her knees with me behind her ass I pulled her hair. She was moving her hips, trying to make my thumb slide in and out of her ass, but my hand moved with her, denying her what she wanted. I kept pulling her backwards by her hair, making us both walk backwards on our knees until I reached the edge of the bed. Now I was standing outside the bed while she was standing on her knees on the edge of it. My thumb was still in her ass. I released her hair and slid my thumb out of her ass. She must have thought I was going to fuck her ass then, because she was moving her hips back and forth. Instead I grabbed each asscheek and pulled them apart, looking at her asshole. It was opening and closing by itself. It was all I could do not to ram my cock in her right then, but I wanted to wait a bit before I did that. I gripped her hair again and pulled her backwards until her ear was an inch from my mouth. "It's your turn to fuck my face now," I told her. Then I pushed her down on all four, grabbed her hips and pushed my tongue inside her ass again. I guided her hips back and forth to start with, letting her get the rhythm, before I released her hips. My hands found the back of her knees, and I grabbed them to brace myself as she was picking u the speed. My tongue was extended as far as I could and it slid as far in as it could possibly go, before it slid completely out again. Gina had let her upper body rest on her shoulders and gripped her asscheeks, pulling them apart as far as she could to give my tongue better access. "Fuck, yes. Shit, this feels so good. I've actually never done this before. So this is how it feels to fuck somebody's face. Your tongue feels amazing! I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum! Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Her whole body was shaking as she said the last three words. Even though I hadn't touched her pussy it gushed out pussyjuice. Her bed had a big wet spot on the edge of her bed, and some had dripped down on the floor. Finally Gina let her body slide down on the bed, away from the attacks of my tongue. When she had started her orgasm I had taken over the movements in and out of her ass, and she was now trying to escape from my tongue. Gina turned over on her back with a big smile on her face. "I've never experienced anything like this before," she told me. "Who taught you that?" "I kind of made it up as I went," I answered. Then Gina saw my hard cock and smiled. "About time we gave your little friend something too, isn't it?" I grinned and nodded. Climbing up on her bed I grabbed the back of her knees and pushed them forward until her knees rested on her huge tits. Gina smiled and grabbed her knees, letting me have my hands free. I was about to slide a finger into her pussy when she suddenly spoke. "My ass, remember. Nothing else." She bit her bottom lip and actually blushed as she said this. "Are you sure?" I asked and bent down to lick her clit, to show her what she was going to miss. At the same time I pushed my right thumb inside her ass again. I licked her clit and fingered her ass for a while. Gina was moaning loud the entire time, still gripping the back of her knees. When I felt I had teased her enough I pulled my thumb out of her ass and put my dick against her now-open asshole. I gave a hard push and had my dick in Gina's ass for the first time. It slid right in and I couldn't believe how good it felt. It felt much better than her pussy. Maybe even better than her mouth. I looked into Gina's eyes as I pushed my cock into her ass, and her eyeballs rolled back into her head as she sighed. I understood at that point that she had been fingering her ass when we had watched the porno downstairs. Her expression was the same as then. Suddenly she focused her eyes on me. "Fuck me, stud," she almost shouted at me. I started to ram my cock in and out of her tight ass as hard and fast as I could. Gina's moans became louder and louder until she was screaming out her ecstasy. "Fuck, yes. Fuck my ass, Tommy. I'm your analslut. You can fuck my ass whenever you want, just cum in my ass. I'll do anything if you just cum in my ass. I want your cum to trickle out of my ass when I go to work tomorrow. Use my ass whenever you want it. However you want it. I wish I could suck your cock right now, but please don't take your cock out of my ass. I need it in my ass!" An idea came into my head, and I pushed my right thumb into her mouth. "Pretend this is my cock," I told her. Gina started sucking my thumb as if her life depended on it. "I'm going to cum now," she moaned around my thumb. "Fuck, fuck, fuck. I'm cumming! I'm fucking cumming!" Her assmuscles flexed around my cock, and that sent me over the edge. Spurt after spurt of hot sperm shot into her ass as we both had a huge orgasm. Gina bit my thumb, to prevent waking the neighbours with her screams, as her body was shaking. I slapped her ass hard with my left hand as I watched her big 44E tits jiggle. Finally my dick went limp and slid out of her ass. Exhausted I fell on top of Gina, resting my head on her breasts. We lay like that for a while, before Gina pushed me off of her and onto my back beside her. Gina turned around until her face was beside my dick. "We need to clean this," she told me, and started licking my cock. She took her time, and before she was finished I had an erection again. Gina got on top of me and sat down, trapping my dick between my stomach and her wet pussy. Then she leaned down and kissed me. Our tongues danced for a while before she rolled off me. She was now lying on my left side. She rolled over on her side so that her back was against me, and told me it was about time we got to sleep. I glanced at the clock and saw it was 5:00AM. "I don't have to be at work until 10:00AM tomorrow," she said, knowing that I must have thought she was going to get to work late. "We still have 3 hours to sleep until we have to get up. Then I need you to prepare me for work. I might need more cum in my ass if it's going to be trickling out of my ass." She turned her head and winked at me. I scooted closer to her and spooned her. My cock was still hard and pushing against her thighs. "Put it in here," she said. Then she lifted her right asscheek, indicating I should put my cock between into her asscrack. I did as she told me, and then she pushed back so my head slipped just inside her asshole again. Gina sighed and rocked back and forth for a while. "Now I need to get some sleep," she said. "Push it all the way in, and let me go to sleep with your cock in my ass." It was the sexiest thing I'd ever heard anyone say to me. I pushed my cock all the way into her ass, and laid there listening to her breathing as my hands gently stroked her tits, while she drifted off to sleep. (to be continued...) Gina Ch. 07 I woke up with Gina's mouth on my cock. My dick had gone soft and slipped out of her ass during the night and, since she missed my cock, Gina had decided to suck it back to life again. "Good morning, lover," she said with her mouth full of my cock. "Good morning," I replied smilingly and grabbed her hair. I guided her movements on my cock with a firm grip on her hair. When I was finally fully erect I put both my hands on the back of her head and started fucking her face, pushing my hips up and letting my cock slide into her throat. Gina loved it when I was treating her rough, and she was moaning around my dick. After a while Gina pulled my hands from her head and lifted her mouth from my cock. "Even though I get horny as hell when you fuck my face, I still need your dick in my ass now." Gina straddled me and put my cock against her asshole. She hadn't had anything in her ass for at least an hour, and we hadn't lubed up her ass, so it didn't slide right in as it had done earlier. "Shouldn't we lube your ass first," I asked. "No. I want you to just push it in. Use force if you have to. I like it when it hurts a little." I grabbed her asscheeks and spread them wide. Gina had my dick in her hand and pointed it to her tight asshole. Then she started pushing her ass down on it. She closed her eyes and her face and the look of deep concentration. I could tell that she was experiencing a mixture of both pleasure and pain, but her hard nipples and occasional moans told me she liked it. She kept pushing down until she had my whole cock inside her ass. I still had my hands on her asscheeks, and was pulling them apart. "Now, massage my tits, but don't move anything but your hands. I want you to just lie back and enjoy." I moved my hands up to her tits and squeezed them. Her large 44E tits felt heavy in my hands. I pinched her nipples and moved my head up to lick them. Gina abruptly pushed my head back down again. "Uh-uh," she said. "Just your hands, I said." I did as she commanded, deciding not to give in to the urge to fuck her ass mercilessly. Gina reached down with her right hand and started fingering her clit. i could feel her pussy drooling on my pelvic. It was frustrating to just lie there while she had her ass filled, clit fingered and tits massaged. Gina's left hand reached down beside her right, and her fingers slid into her wet pussy. She slid her fingers in and out of her pussy for a while before she pulled her fingers out and pushed them into my mouth. I sucked her fingers hungrily. I was about to go crazy. I had her big, beautiful ass around my dick, and she wouldn't let me fuck her. Suddenly I had an amazing feeling in my dick. She wasn't moving her ass, but instead she used her assmuscles to milk my cock. It was awesome. I didn't know this was even possible, but still she was milking me with her ass. She was still fingering her clit and I squeezed her tits harder as I sucked her fingers. Gina fingered her pussy faster and faster. I gripped each nipple between two fingers and pinched them as hard as I could, and this sent her over the edge. She started trembling and threw her head backwards. Her howl of ecstasy would have awoken everyone in the neighbourhood if they hadn't already left for work. As she came her ass started contracting, and this released my orgasm. I shot a huge load inside her ass, and, feeling my cum in her ass, Gina started bouncing up and down on my cock, which triggered yet another orgasm for her. I was sitting in her living room when Gina came downstairs. She had dressed and got ready for work while I had helped myself to breakfast and watched the morning news. She was wearing a blue dress that reached to her ankles, and a white bra. I knew the colour of her bra since I had watched her put it on before I left for the kitchen. Her feet were bare and she wore glasses. I'd never seen her with glasses before. She looked so innocent. "I need to leave for work now, hansom," she said. "But before I leave I need you to do something for me." She went to the couch and bent over the side. "Pull up my dress," she said. I walked up behind her and pulled up her dress. She wasn't wearing any panties. I spread her asscheeks and put my right thumb to her anal-opening. I firmly pushed until my thumb disappeared inside her asshole. I fucked her ass like that for a while until I pulled it out. Gina gave a sigh of disappointment. My thumb was shiny with my cum. "Reach into my cleavage," she said. I slid my left hand up her body until I could reach her tits. I groped each tit before I pushed my hand into her cleavage. Her bra pushed her tits firmly together, and between her huge breasts I found a hard object made of plastic. I pulled it out and looked at it. It was a blue buttplug. It matched her dress. "Put it in my ass," she begged me. "It'll keep your cum inside my ass until I get to work, and I don't want it to trickle out before then. "You'll have to suck it first," I told her. I gave her the buttplug and put my thumb back in her ass. Gina hungrily put the buttplug into her mouth and sucked it for all she was worth. "That's enough," I told her. "Now give me the buttplug, and tell me who your ass belongs to." The dominant tone in my voice even surprised me. "It's yours, sir," Gina replied. I was surprised by her calling me "sir", but pleasantly so. "Please put the plug in my ass." "I will, as soon as you tell me what you are." "I'm your analslut, sir." She lowered her head and blushed as she said so. Her ass really was her weak spot. I put the plug into her ass and pushed moved my right hand in front of her face. "Suck my thumb," I told her. She eagerly did as she was told and sucked my thumb clean. "You'll have to leave now, if you don't want to get late for work," I whispered in her ear when I was satisfied that my thumb was clean. She smiled as she stood up and kissed me. Since I lived in the opposite direction of her work I had to take the bus home, since I didn't want to stay in her house while she was at work. Before I had left she had given me the number to her cell phone, and told me to call her at work. She wanted to meet me after work, and I was supposed to call her so we could agree on when and where. However, I had decided to call her a bit earlier than she expected. Her buttplug had given me a few ideas, and I wanted to see how dedicated she was to being my "analslut". (to be continued...) Gina Ch. 08 I decided to call Gina at work a few hours after I came home. She had mentioned that she had a half hour break at 3:30PM. Gina worked 10-8 Monday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. Tuesdays were her days off. I waited until her break was almost over, and called her cell phone. "Hello," she answered after a few seconds. "Hello, sexy," I replied. "Tommy?" "Yes. Surprised?" "But you're not supposed to call yet," she whispered. "I know. I called anyway. Do you still have the plug up your ass?" I could hear some voices in the background, and understood that there were more people in the room. I heard a chair moving and footsteps before a door shut closed. "Yes," she whispered. "It's been up my bottom all day, and I feel incredible sexy. My co-workers are in the room next to this, and none of them know that my ass is filled with your cum or that I have a buttplug up my ass." "Take it out of your ass, and hide it in your cleavage. Then walk to the bathroom. Call me again when you're there." I hung up and waited. She called me again a minute later. "Hello, hansom," she murmured. "Hello, analslut," I replied. "Say that again," she breathed. "I feel so dirty when you call me that." "Analslut." "Mmm, yes. I had to walk through the room where my co-workers sat when I walked to the bathroom, and your cum started to trickle out while I passed them. It's sliding down my thighs now. It was just waiting to pour out, and when I removed the plug it started flowing." "There's plenty more where that comes from, lover," I told her. "Yes, and I plan to have another dose in a few hours." "But until then I want you to do something for me." "Anything," she hissed. "First thing; take your bra off. I want everyone to be able to see your hard nipples when you get out of there." "Okay," she said and did as I asked. "Now describe the bathroom for me." "It's about 6 feet long and 9 feet wide, it's got a sink with a mirror over by the opposite the door, and the toilet is to the left when you enter. It's the only bathroom in our office, so all my co-workers use it." "Terrific," I replied. "Go face the morror." "Okay." "Is your ass pointing at the door now?" "Yes." "Good. Lift your dress above your ass. Put the buttplug on the sink, you don't need it at the moment. Now, pull your tits out of the front of your dress." "Damn, my nipples are hard already," Gina told me. "Good," I replied. "Are you nervous?" "Not really. The door's locked, so I won't be caught." "Unlock it." "What?" "Do as I say!" I couldn't hear anything for a few seconds, then the door unlocked. "There," Gina whispered. "Good. How do you feel now?" "Vulnerable. Horny. Sexy. I want your dick inside me." "Later, honey. I want you to finger your ass now. Keep your dress up above your hips and your tits out of your dress. Let anyone catching you see what you're doing. Tell me what you're doing while you do it." "Okay. I'm holding the phone with my left hand, and I'm massaging my anus with the fingers on my right hand. I'm pushing my fingers inside my ass, and they're sliding right in. My ass sucked them right in. I'm pushing my fingers in and out of my tight little hole. I really want something bigger than my fingers up there. I wish you were here to fuck me. May I use the buttplug and fuck myself with it?" "No," I told her. "Just your fingers. Continue." "I'm sliding three fingers in and out of my ass now," she whispered. "I can see my huge tits jiggling in the mirror. I wish you were here to pinch and bite my nipples. I'm definitely going to buy me some nippleclamps to wear at work. I can feel something sliding down my thighs, and I don't know if it's my pussyjuices or your cum. My pussy is unbelievably wet. Shit, my break's over by now. They'll come looking for me in a little while." "You'd better hurry then. You're not to leave until I've heard you cum." "Damn, you're naughty. Maybe you deserve some spanking when I get home," she joked. "Maybe. If you lick my sore ass afterwards, I might let you." "I know I'm old enough to be your mother, but damn, you make me horny." "Just keep fingering your ass," I told her. "I am," she whimpered. "Put down the phone and massage your tits, but keep your ear close to the phone." There was a clinking sound as she put down the phone. "I think I'm going to cum soon," she whispered. "It's going to be a big one. I might alarm the whole building." "Wish you had my cock in your mouth, to muffle the sound, don't you?" "Mhm. But I think I'll just put the plug in my mouth instead. That might muffle the sound just enough." "Do that. Then squat down in front of the sink, low enough so you just can see your own beautiful face." I heard a muffled moan as she knelt down. "Now, when I tell you to, put the phone down on the floor under your ass. I want the phone to be as close to your ass as possible as you massage your tits and finger your ass. Keep your head high enough to see your whole face, and fuck yourself to an orgasm. I want you to see the look on your face when you cum. Put the phone down now." I listened as she put down the phone and heard the tell-tale sounds of her fingers sliding in and out of her ass. Her muffled moans came faster and faster, and I wondered if anybody had heard her yet. They surely must have. I glanced at the clock and noticed that her break was over 15 minutes ago. Someone might be looking for her now, and if anyone tried to look for her in the bathroom, or needed to use it themselves, Gina would be in trouble. I had a pang of guilt, but ignored it as I continued listening to Gina's impeding orgasm. When she came it was to the sound of her own muffled half-screams. They were loud to me, but I couldn't know if anyone else heard them. Her hand made slapping sounds, as it hit her ass when she thrust her fingers up her anus, but those sounds were replaced by a deep grunt, then everything went quiet. I had to wait for a minute before I heard her pick up the phone. "That was incredible," she told me. "I thought I might tear down the whole building with my screams, but the plug muffled most of them, and I don't think anyone heard me. I had to bite down hard on the plug anytime anyone went by the door though. That's the best orgasm I've ever had at work, and I've had quite a few of those. I need to get back to work now, though, or else they'll come looking for me. I'll just put my bra back on and slip the plug backing my ass first." "Put the plug in your cleavage. Let your ass rest for now. It'll soon enough get stuffed again," I told her. "Sounds good, lover," she replied. Then she hung up and went back to work. (to be continued...) Gina Ch. 09 Me and Gina kept fucking like rabbits for the next two weeks. No holes were barred, and even though we concentrated on assplay, Gina had her pussy and mouth fucked quite often too. We both licked each others asses a lot and Gina even stuck her fingers into mine on occasions. I found that I liked the attention she was giving my ass almost as much as I liked playing with her ass. I licked her pussy as soon as I got the chance, and Gina was even more eager to suck my cock. I still shot my sperm on her tits or in her ass almost every time I orgasmed, and Gina loved to lick my cock clean after I came, whether it was in her ass or on her tits. If I shot on her tits she usually massaged it into her breasts, and then wore something that showed her cleavage when she went out. It seemed as if she liked showing the world that she made me cum on her tits. She rarely wore any panties, and when I shot my sperm in her ass it would trickle out and slide down her thighs. It was Saturday morning, and, since it was summer and quite hot, we had decided to go to the beach. We had visited the local adultstore a few days earlier and bought a couple of things, preparing for our trip to the beach, and I was very excited. Gina stood naked in front of me. We had decided I should have the pleasure of dressing her for the day. I started by tying her blonde hair in a ponytail. I was naked myself, standing behind her, and the sight of her big, sexy ass gave life to my erection. I stepped in front of her so she could see my engorged dick. She licked her lips, but said nothing. I grabbed her hair by the ponytail and pulled it backwards. Since I'm a bit taller than her, she being 5'1", she was now looking into my eyes. I could see that she was as excited as I was about our trip. I leaned down and kissed her, grinding my hard cock against her body as I did so. Even though she weighed close to 200 pounds I thought she was the sexiest woman I'd ever seen. Her size was a significant part of her sexyness to me, along with her age. 3 weeks earlier I'd never thought I'd ever get to be with a woman 19 years older than me. I broke off the kiss and reached into the bag we had brought from the adultstore. I pulled out a small vibrator that was operated by a remote control. Gina smiled and got down on her knees before she placed her hands on the floor in front of her. I got behind her and she pushed her ass up against me. I got down on my knees and put the vibrator against her pussy. She was wet. I slid the vibe up and down her slit for a while before I started pushing it in. even though I could easily have slid it all the way inside in just one stroke, I teased her by fucking it in and out of her wet pussy for a while. I leaned down and licked her asscheeks as I did so. "You're cheating," she said as she leaned down to rest her upper body on her shoulders. She reached back with her hands and pulled her asscheeks apart. "Am not," I replied, flicking my tongue over her asshole. "I'm just making sure you're wet enough for me to push this little toy of yours inside you." "I'm wet enough, and you know it. But please lick me for a little while longer." I grinned and stabbed at her asshole with my tongue. It slid in simultaneously as I pushed the vibrator all the way in, and I left it there while I wiggled my tongue for a while. Then I got up, leaving the vibe inside her. I grabbed her ponytail and guided her to the edge of the bed and sat down on it. Gina was now in front of me, still on all four with the vibrator up her pussy. I pulled her face up to my dick and she started licking my balls. Gina had shaved my balls the previous day, and I was hairless "down there" for the first time since I hit puberty. I felt extremely sexy and Gina seemed to love it. Gina licked my balls for a while before I had her stand up in front of me. Her huge 44E tits jiggled as she got up and I found a yellow bikini top we had modified earlier that day. We had cut a small hole, just big enough for her nipple to slip through, in the front of each cup. It was a really tight top that pushed her tits up, making them look even bigger than they were. I massaged each breast, squeezing them and sucking, licking and biting her nipples, to make sure her nipples were erect before I helped her put the bra on. Her nipples had a bit of trouble getting through the small holes we'd made, but we managed to get it right after a while. Gina stood before me now with her nipples showing through the holes in her bikini top and her thighs clenched together to keep the vibrator in place. I decided it was time to put on her "thong". Thong might not have been the right word though. It was the sexiest underwear I'd ever seen. It had a strap that went around her waist, as a normal thong would have, with a piece of cloth attached to it that reminded of a very short skirt, and the front of the strap that went between her thighs looked just like any other bikini. There was however a big difference between this garment and a thong though. The string that should go between her asscheeks and end attached to the strap that went around her waist looked a bit the same, but, however, it wasn't attached to the strap just mentioned. Instead it ended in a series of small balls, that became bigger and bigger. There were seven of them. The balls were supposed to go into Gina's ass, far enough to tighten the material in front to her pussy. The piece of cloth that surrounded the "thong" disguised the fact that the strap between her legs wasn't fastened to the strap around her waist, and because of this nobody could tell the difference between this "thong" and an ordinary thong. Gina stepped through the strap that was going around her waist, and we pulled it up her thighs. Once in place I had her spread her legs and pull her asscheeks apart. I had to hold the vibrator in place while she did this, and pulled the front of the "thong" tightly over her pussy before I concentrated on getting the balls in place. I held the string tight over her pussy and went down on my knees. I couldn't resist licking her delicious asshole as I was down there. I was making excuses for myself, telling myself that I was only doing it to make the balls slide in more easily, but I knew that I was doing this much for my own delight too. "Oh, God," Gina moaned. "What did I ever do without you? You treat my ass so good." I just kept licking her ass, while she rocked her hips back and forth. "Please. Fuck me, just a little, before you finish dressing me. I need you in me now. Please?" "Happy to oblige," I told her. I released the "thong" and pulled the vibrator out of her pussy. I quickly replaced it with my dick and started fucking her hard, doggystyle. "Oh, yes! Fuck my pussy. Fuck me hard!" I grabbed her ponytail and pulled her head backwards as I fucked her. "Get on your back," I told her after about five minutes. "I want to fuck your tits." She rolled over onto her back, and I straddled her face, putting my dick between her tits. I grabbed her exposed nipples and pinched them while I rode her tits. Gina started licking my balls from underneath me and was massaging my asscheeks. "You have such a tasty-looking ass," she told me. "Sometimes I wish I had a dick so I could fuck it." "Well, I'm the only one with a dick," I replied, "but we both have a tongue." I pushed my ass down on her face, and she responded by pulling my asscheeks apart and licking my asshole. I came a few minutes later, shooting my sperm on her tits, with her tongue up my bumhole. "Thank you," she said when we got up. "It wouldn't have felt right to go to the beach in this sexy outfit without your cum on my tits." She winked at me. I laughed and we resumed the positions we had before I started fucking her. I pushed the vibrator back into her pussy, and started pushing the balls on the "thong" up her ass. It took a while to get them all in, but I loved every minute of it. When the last ball finally went in I noted, with a certain degree of satisfaction, that her asshole clamped shut around it, and held the "thong" firmly in place. "Now we're about ready to go to the beach," I told her. I put on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, and Gina put on a skirt and a blouse to conceal her outfit until we got to the beach. There was a light breeze coming in from the sea when we reached the beach, and we had the place almost entirely for ourselves. We found a spot that was very isolated, and the nearest people were several hundred feet away. Nobody would see what we were doing there. Gina pulled off her skirt and blouse and lay down on a blanket. The breeze blew over her nipples, making them even harder than they already were. I leaned down and gave each nipple a playful bite. "Undress," she told me. I pulled off my clothes, and stood naked beside her. We had found a very secluded spot, and nobody could see us until they were 30 feet away from us, although we could see most of the other people on the beach. This had long been one of Gina's fantasies. She'd been dreaming about watching a young guy masturbating somewhere public for a long time, and I was happy to fulfil her fantasy. I lay down on a blanket and started playing with myself as she watched me. I massaged my balls and stroked my cock in long, slow moves. I grabbed a bottle of sunscreen and lubed up my dick, making it slippery and shiny. I changed pace every few minutes, prolonging my orgasm for as long as she wanted me to. I had the remote to her vibrator beside me, and decided to use it after a while. When I stroked my cock slow I let the vibrator start vibrating on slow, letting in speed up with me, until it stood on high speed and I was stroking myself really fast, then I changed pace again, starting all over. I kept this up until I sensed she was about to cum. I put the vibrator on high speed, and just when she was cumming I released my orgasm, shooting my cum all over myself. When her orgasm had subsided, Gina came over to me and lapped up my cum from my stomach and dick, until I was all clean again. I was also hard again. Gina had that effect on me. As soon as I had my orgasm she did something to make me hard again. We were sitting side by side, eating lunch, about an hour later, when I suddenly discovered a familiar figure down on the beach, about 300 feet away. It was my ex-girlfriend. I pointed at her and told Gina who she was. "Hmm. I've got an idea," she told me with a wicked grin on her face. She got on all fours and pulled the string of her "thong" from her ass, moaning as she did so. "I want you to fuck my ass while we're watching your ex-girlfriend. That would be so hot." I got hard again, just thinking about it. Kneeling behind Gina I pushed my cock against her ass, and it slid in, inch by inch. I poured a bit of sunscreen down her asscrack as I pushed my cock in to lube it up. When it was finally all the way in I started fucking her like crazy. I leaned over her back and grabbed her huge tits, while down on the beach my small-titted ex-girlfriend was enjoying the sun with a couple of her friends. I had no feeling of regret at all as I watched her as I fucked Gina's ass. Gina reached back and massaged my balls for a few seconds before she reached even further back and slid one finger of her skilled hand up my ass. This released my orgasm, which in turn triggered Gina's orgasm. We both moaned quietly as we watched my ex-girlfriend, our orgasms racing through our bodies. Gina had my dick up her ass, and I had her finger up mine. It was like heaven. (to be continued...) Gina Ch. 10 My birthday finally arrived, and as usual I planned on spending the evening with Gina. She had called me earlier and instructed me to come over at her place at 6:00PM. I was horny as hell when I arrived at Gina's house. My dick was rock hard as I stepped through her front door, and I had to pull myself together to keep myself from fucking her right there in the hallway. "Happy birthday, handsome," she said and kissed me. Her hands were already unbuttoning my jeans. She was as horny as I was. "Thanks," I replied and squeezed her tits. "I've got a surprise for you. It's in my bedroom, but before you get to see it I want to see you naked. I've been thinking about you the whole day, and I need to see your cock now." She kept undressing me while she talked. When I was naked she dropped to her knees in front of me and took my hard dick into her mouth. She still had her clothes on, but I planned for that to change soon. I grabbed her hair, and guided her head on and off my cock. I was gentle, because I didn't want to cum too soon. "Thanks," she said and got back on her feet again. "I just needed to taste you before I give you your present. Are you ready for your surprise?" "Yes," I whispered in reply. "Good. You'll love it." Gina grabbed my dick and pulled me up the stairs. I was wondering what she had planned for me now. I had a few ideas of what it might be, but none of them were right. Gina put her hands over my eyes as we got close to her bedroom, and she held them there while I entered her room. When she removed her hands I gasped in surprise. Lying on her bed was a woman. She was about 30 years old, about my height and a bit plump. She was naked. There was something familiar about her. "You remember Susan, don't you Tommy?" Gina asked me. It was the waitress from the restaurant we had visited the first day I fucked Gina. Susan's eyes were filled with lust. She was apparently just as horny as me and Gina. "This is your birthday-present. You can use her just as you feel like, except for one thing. You can not fuck her pussy. You can lick her clit and finger her pussy, but if you need to put your dick inside her you can use her mouth or ass." Susan licked her lips as Gina lay down the rules for the night. She turned over and crawled on hands and knees over to the edge of the bed. Gina grabbed my dick and guided it into Susan's waiting mouth. Susan quickly showed me that she was just as skilled as Gina was with her mouth. She licked up and down my shaft as she massaged my balls with her left hand. Her right hand gripped the base of my cock, and she stroked my dick as she sucked it. "I want to see you fuck her face. I want to see what it looks like when you fuck mine." Gina had whispered that into my ear, but it was apparently loud enough for Susan to hear. Susan took her mouth off of my dick and turned over on her back. Her head was outside the mattress, and she leaned her head back so that I could slide my cock right into her throat. I was looking at Susan's large tits and reached down to squeeze them. I pinched her nipples and bent down to lick them. "Her bra-size is 44DD. I checked her bra while she undressed and got ready for you. Not quite as big as my tits, but still pretty big." Susan was moaning as I massaged her tits. "You can do that while you fuck my face," she said. She impatiently started licking my balls. Gina grabbed the base of my cock, and her hand got a few laps form Susan's eager tongue, as she guided my cock to Susan's mouth. When the head of my cock had entered Susan's mouth, Gina got down on her knees behind me. She placed each hand on my buttocks and pushed. This caused my dick to push its way down Susan's throat. I was wondering how she could manage to hold her breath for so long when Gina spread my asscheeks and started licking my anus. All concern for Susan disappeared at that moment. Having my dick sucked and my ass licked at the same time was heavenly. Gina must have thought it was time for Susan to get some air, because she started moving her head back and forth. I wanted her to keep her tongue in my ass, so my ass followed her movements. This caused me to slowly fuck Susan's throat. We kept this up for a few minutes. My hands were on Susan's tits, Gina's hands on my ass, her tongue on my anus and my cock down Susan's throat. Suddenly Susan turned over on her stomach at a moment when my cock was fully out of her mouth. She grabbed my dick and stroked me against her face. Her big eyes were looking up at me as she licked my balls. Then she put my dick into her mouth again and I resumed fucking her face. Susan's hands suddenly reached between my legs and she grabbed Gina's tits. With a firm grip on each nipple she started pulling Gina's tits towards her, then pushing her away. Susan was now in control of the speed I fucked her face with. When she pulled Gina's tits towards her Gina's tongue stabbed at my anus, which caused me to slide my dick into Susan's throat. Then she pushed Gina away, which caused me to withdraw from her mouth. After a while I decided I wanted to do something else. I took a step back and turned to tell Gina what I wanted now. As I did so Gina threw herself at me and her mouth engulfed my dick. I was caught by surprise and took a step back; still with Gina's tongue dancing on my cock. Now I was within reach of Susan's mouth, and she stabbed her tongue at my ass. I laughed and grabbed Gina's hair to pull her off. "Get up on the bed," I told Gina. "I want to fuck your pussy." "What about your present," Gina replied. "She can watch. It's only fair that you get my first load, isn't it?" "Yes, you have a point there," she conceded. Susan got down from the bed and gave room for Gina. Gina crawled up in the bed and lay down on her back. She spread her legs and I got between them. She was soaking, even though I hadn't touched her yet. "I don't think I'm going to last long this time," I told her. "That's okay. You'll be coming a lot today. One quickie doesn't matter that much. Just fuck me good and hard while she watches." I pushed my dick into her pussy and Gina closed her eyes. I started fucking her slowly, but soon increased my pace. I had become oblivious of Susan as I fucked Gina. I didn't notice what she was doing until she was beside Gina, putting her hands inside a pair of handcuffs. Susan fastened the cuffs to the head of the bed. Gina's hands were now fastened above her head, and when I turned to look at her feet I could tell that Susan had tied them to the foot of the bed with a couple of silken scarves. Gina was completely vulnerable now. Susan reached into a bag that stood beside the bed and pulled out another scarf made of silk. She used that scarf to blindfold Gina, and then she climbed off the bed again. I kept fucking Gina while she lay fastened to her bed. Her tits jiggled and her head trashed from side to side, but except that she couldn't move. She was moaning loud as she had a small orgasm. It was not one of the huge ones, but it was enough to send me over the edge. I shot my sperm inside her wet pussy, watching her open mouth as I did so. It looked as if she wanted my cock inside her mouth, and when I had finished my orgasm I fulfilled her unspoken request. I crawled up her body, my limp cock leaving a trail of cum as I slid up her tummy and tits, until I slipped my cock inside her mouth. She licked me clean, then I got off the bed. Gina was still blindfolded and tied to the bed. I suddenly had an idea. I put my finger to my lips, indicating that Susan should be quiet. I took another scarf and tied her red hair in a ponytail. Then I pulled her by her hair to the bed and pushed her between Gina's legs. Since Susan's hair was tied in a ponytail lying on her back, Gina couldn't tell who of us that was between her legs, since Susan's hair and tits didn't touch her legs. Susan gave me a big grin and lowered her mouth on Gina's pussy. "Yes, Tommy. That's it. Make me cum now." Susan and I smiled to each other, but none of us said a word. "Lick my pussy, Tommy." Then she stiffened. "Tommy? Is that you?" Susan moved her head away from Gina's pussy. Gina had never told me that she was attracted to girls, and I didn't want to ruin this by asking her at that moment. "Yes," I lied. "It's me, babe." Then Susan resumed licking Gina's pussy. I went behind Susan. Her ass was in the air and I spread her legs a little. I started licking her from behind, and my tongue licked from her clit to her anus. "I'm about to cum now," Gina said while Susan lapped my cum from her pussy. I removed my tongue from Susan and walked up beside the bed. "Shit, shit, shit," Gina yelled. "I'm cumming now. I'm cumming!" At that moment I removed her blindfold, showing her who was licking her. Susan was looking up at her with a wicked look in her eyes. "Oooh, I'm cumming. Lick my pussy, bitch!" She didn't seem surprised at all to see that Susan was the one licking her pussy. I went behind Susan again and resumed licking her pussy and ass. When Gina's orgasm had subsided we released her. She gave me a playful slap on the chest as she stood up and called me "a very naughty boy". She told us that she was attracted to women sometimes, but hadn't experienced lesbian sex the last five years. We ate after that, and when we got back to Gina's bedroom I had a look in Susan's bag. I saw a double-headed jelly-dildo and pulled it out. Gina and Susan grinned at each other. I had them get in a 69-position on the bed, and told them to concentrate on licking each others asses. They happily obliged and I crawled on all fours around them on the bed to get a good look at what they both were doing. Sometimes I helped one of them lick the other's asshole, and sometimes I pushed my dick into their mouths. When I was convinced that their asses was good and wet I had them get on their hands and knees, facing the opposite direction, with their asses close enough to touch. I gave them the double-headed dildo and told them to put it inside their pussies, while I stood at their sides, watching. I grabbed the middle of the dildo and moved it right and left, fucking their pussies for a while, before I pulled it out. Then I put both ends of the dildo, now wet with their pussyjuices, inside their asses. "Push your asses against each other now," I told them. "Fuck each other hard. See who can make the other one cum." They both grinned at me and then started slamming their asses against the other. The room was filled with the sound of ass slapping against ass, and their moans, which often were muffled by my dick as I went form one mouth to the other. Gina came first and her wordless scream must have been heard through the whole neighbourhood. She gripped the sheets and her eyes rolled backwards before she collapsed on the mattress. The dildo slid from her ass and she rolled over on her back. Susan crawled on top of her and they started making out. Their huge tits were pressed against each other and their pussies were touching. Susan still had the dildo sticking out of her ass. They had their legs spread a little, and I moved in between them. I pushed my hard cock between their pussies, and they moaned in unison as my cock slid against both clits at once. I grabbed the dildo sticking out of Susan's ass and pushed it in and out of her asshole as I started moving my dick. They continued kissing as I fucked them like that. We kept this up until Susan came. She cried even louder than Gina and trashed violently on the bed. She was still cumming when Gina rolled her off of her and went down on her pussy. This caused her cum again as Gina licked her clit and I kept fucking her ass with the dildo. Tears were rolling down her face when Susan's orgasm finally ended, but she smiled at us, so we knew they were "happy tears". "It's time to fuck my ass, birthday-boy," Gina said and winked at me. She got up on her feet and bent over the bed. Her hands reached back and she spread her buttocks. Susan had risen from the bed too, and got to Gina's ass before I got there. She got down on her knees and licked Gina's anus a few seconds. "She tastes good," she told me and got back on her feet. "Fuck her ass good, stud," she said and walked over to her bag. I pushed my dick inside Gina's ass in one thrust. When I was fully inside her ass Gina stood up and I fucked her ass standing from behind. I glanced at Susan after I'd fucked her for a while and saw that she had put on a strap-on. She climbed up on the bed and stood in front of us, her fake cock level with Gina's face. She gripped Gina's hair and guided her mouth onto the dildo. "Suck my cock," she told Gina. I grabbed Gina's tits as she sucked the dildo, and when it was wet with Gina's saliva, Susan got down on the floor again. She pushed the dildo right inside Gina's pussy in one hard, fast thrust, and I could feel the fake cock through the wall between her ass and pussy. Whenever I pulled my cock out of Gina's ass, Susan would push her dildo into Gina's pussy, and then pull it out again as I pushed into her ass. They were kissing as I massaged Gina's tits. Suddenly Gina's ass started contracting and I knew she had her orgasm. She was moaning into Susan's mouth as she came. Gina pushed us away even before her orgasm subsided and told me it was time to fuck Susan's ass. Susan removed her strap-on and pulled her asscheeks apart. I pushed my cock inside Susan's ass and started fucking her ass from behind as I squeezed her tits. Gina put on the strap-on and watched us for a while. She stepped in front of Susan and got down on her knees. She licked Susan's pussy for a while before she crawled on her hands and knees behind me and licked my anus for a few minutes. "Do you remember what I told you before we went to the beach about a month ago," she asked me as she got up on her feet again. "No," I replied. "I said I sometimes wish I had a cock, so I could fuck your ass. And now I've got one." She was whispering in my ear now. It took me a few seconds to realize what she was saying, but by then it was too late. Her strap-on, slick with her own pussyjuice stabbed at my ass, and before I knew it was already inside my tight asshole. From the second the dildo entered my ass I started cumming. It was the strongest orgasm I'd ever had. Susan was slamming her ass against my dick while Gina fucked me mercilessly in the ass. Susan started cumming again while my orgasm still raced through my body. It felt like I'd been cumming for ten minutes now. Susan sunk to her knees, and I followed her, sinking down in mine. This caused Gina's fake cock to slip from my ass. My cock slipped from Susan's ass and I decided to do something I'd never done before. This was a day for doing new things. I'd had my first threesome, watched two girls having sex for the first time and had my ass fucked for the first time. I thought it was time to taste my sperm for the first time, and leaned down to lick Susan's cumfilled ass. Gina walked in front of Susan as I licked Susan's ass. She gripped Susan's hair and thrust the fake dick inside her mouth. Gina's eyes locked with mine as Susan was sucking the dildo that had just been in my ass, and I was licking Susan's ass that I had just filled with my cum. Gina winked at me. "Happy birthday," she said and smiled. "This is the best birthday ever," I replied, and resumed licking Susan's ass. (to be continued...)