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Recreation

By: WFEATHER



"So what you're saying, if I understand it correctly," Lieutenant Jonathan Hollister summarized, "is that by using your system, we can take virtually any DNA we find at a crime scene and use it to reconstruct an image of that person?" 

"I personally prefer the term 'recreation,' as in 'creating another,'" Ms. Jones replied somewhat smugly, "but in essence, yes. Just think of how much easier this could make the investigation process. 

"Here's an example from a case on Jupiter Station III from just last month," she continued. "A housekeeper at one of the station's low-budget hotels discovered a beautiful young woman sprawled dead upon the floor with no apparent signs of struggle, and no injuries visible. A quick scan by the responding emergency personnel revealed no internal injuries, either. The video surveillance system at this hotel was notorious amongst the locals for its sporadic operation, so there is no footage of whoever may have entered the young woman's room. She had come alone, and was only ever seen alone by the hotel staff, including the staff in the small shoddy gift shop and restaurant off the lobby and in the nearby establishments as well. There were a few strands of hair located in various parts of the room – a DNA analysis matched two strands to the dead woman, yet the others have still not been matched to anyone anywhere. 

"One of my colleagues is currently speaking with the police forces at Jupiter Station III about this very same system I have been detailing to you," Ms. Jones continued. "But think about this: If they had had this system in place at the time the crime was discovered and reported, they could have had, within the space of an hour, a DNA-derived image of the person who had shed each of those other hairs. Now, because this is a hotel, those hairs could very well be from previous guests who had been in that hotel room; a quick check of the hotel records for the previous, say, six months would confirm that. Any matching person who had not been a registered guest, however, would be a likely suspect, and that person's image could then be run through various databases to find a match, and that would give the police ample information to locate this person to at least initiate a dialogue, if not actually arrest him or her based upon what the more 'traditional' investigation had revealed in the interim." 

"And in this scenario," Lieutenant Hollister queried, "how long from the time the strand of hair is initially analyzed to the time the person's information is retrieved from the various databases?" 

"In the case of Jupiter Station III, since they have some fairly extensive databases due to the immense size and popularity of the station, I would say... hours." 

"Hours! Not even a full day?" 

"Hours, Lieutenant. Of course, if it becomes necessary to contact other jurisdictions and expand the search to other databases, that slows things down due to bureaucratic red tape. Jupiter Station III is also a good example because the police and customs both work very closely together on investigations of all types; it's no secret that they share information like longtime lovers share body fluids. But still, just look at the time savings..." 

"I believe that I would like to test this," Lieutenant Hollister stated firmly. 

Ms. Jones smiled warmly. "That can certainly be arranged, Lieutenant." 

*****

Two days later, Lieutenant Hollister and three of his closest colleagues stood in a small room on the sixth floor of the DNA Forward Corporation headquarters building on Luna II. The equipment itself seemed rather innocent and mundane, leading the Lieutenant to wonder if he was being somehow duped. 

"As I mentioned earlier," Ms. Jones said, "the board yesterday officially gave this system the name Recreation. I personally believe it is the best possible name for the system, given what it does. And now, to personally test this, may I have a volunteer, please?" 

Lieutenant Keen stepped forward. "What would you like for me to do, Ms. Jones?" she asked, her voice flowing as softly as a bubbling brook in the Old Earth sims. 

"Just stand still for a moment, please." Ms. Jones reached up to Lieutenant Keen's ebony hair, selected a strand at random, and gave it a few tugs before finally freeing it from the officer's scalp. "I hope that didn't hurt much," Ms. Jones offered with a slight smile before returning to the table of equipment. 

Opening a drawer, Ms. Jones produced a pair of scissors. "For this to truly be successful, the Recreation certainly needs a lot of DNA. The more DNA, the better. While it is possible to locate evidence which is just barely discernable to the naked eye, the Recreation could have a difficult time truly creating an image of the person in question from such a tiny amount of DNA – 'tiny' being a relative term, of course. What I would like to propose, then, is to use just a small piece of Lieutenant Keen's hair initially, and then use the rest of it for comparison purposes." 

After cutting off about three centimeters of the split end of the strand, Ms. Jones put the scissors away and closed the drawer. "We can now place the small strand upon the analysis tray" (she did) "and activate the Recreation." Seconds later, a soft blue light descended from the top of the analysis area then narrowed visibly until the only light was focused directly upon the immediate area surrounding the three-centimeter strand. 

"How long will it take to complete the analysis of something this size?" Lieutenant Hollister asked, definitely interested. 

"Approximately five minutes. Then we can exchange this one for the longer strand, and while the analysis is taking place on the longer strand, the Recreation will already be fully at work processing the image it will create based upon the first sample." 

"Interesting, but what if you already have files on each of us?" Lieutenant Keen challenged. "I think it would be worth our while to go to some random location, collect some DNA 'evidence,' and bring it back here." 

"And I know just the place for it," Lieutenant Hollister offered with a smile. 

*****

"Jonathan! How are you? What a surprise!" 

Lieutenant Hollister strolled into the bar, his uniform clearly causing waves amongst the few patrons drinking at this early-afternoon hour. 

"I'd offer you a drink, but since you're clearly on duty..." 

"No need to apologize, Sherri," the officer replied with a smile. "I just need one small thing from you." 

"Oh?" 

Finally reaching the bar itself, Lieutenant Hollister leaned upon the counter. "I'd like some of your hair, please." 

The easygoing bartender was at a loss for words, her mouth agape in surprise. 

Lieutenant Hollister laughed aloud at her reaction. "This is really an innocent request. There's a company which claims that it can reconstruct an image of a person based upon DNA, something which would obviously be of great assistance to us in investigating a crime. I would not be surprised if the company has somehow procured records on me and my colleagues doing the evaluation of their technology, so I want to test it with the DNA of someone I know and trust, someone who they most likely will not have a file on." 

Sherri's eyes glossed over for a moment as she considered the request. Finally, she leaned forward to whisper, "Take whatever you need from upstairs. Of course, you know the way." She added a wink and a smile. 

"Thank you, sweetheart." 

*****

"Damn," Lieutenant Hollister said to himself. "The image is uncanny." 

The image upon his screen was of a naked Sherri Fountain, reconstructed by Recreation. The image in his mind was of a naked Sherri Fountain, as he had seen her about a week beforehand: naked, bound to the shackles attached to the wall. There were only two differences between the two images: in Lieutenant Hollister's mind, Sherri also bore a holographic tattoo of a butterfly between her ample breasts, and her body was crisscrossed with the myriad markings of the bullwhip she loved to hate.

He sat at his desk for several long minutes, comparing the image on the screen with the image in his mind, his erection unmistakable and fortunately hidden from the view of anyone who might have entered his office at that time. 

At last, he leaned forward and pressed the intercom button to signal his secretary. "Nana, would you please contact the Chief's office and schedule thirty minutes with him at his earliest convenience? He needs to be made aware of some groundbreaking technology which will greatly assist our investigatory capabilities." 

If his secretary replied verbally, Lieutenant Hollister did not hear it. Instead, he was already thinking about how he could make use of such technology to help him possibly locate other young women with similar interests to his. 

Recreation



The base beat of the music pounding through the room was the same as the pulse pounding through his body. Adam sat on a sofa in the basement of the frat house, a Friday night party swirling around him, his eyes on the small blond who knelt between his legs. Her tight black dress was like a second skin, hugging the firm breasts that were too big to be natural and a tight sweet ass that had drawn him to her through the crowd. Her red lips glistening as she licked them in anticipation, staring at the red penis swelling right before her eyes. Her hands reached for his cock, squeezing, stroking. She had little hands, but they felt so good wrapped around his throbbing cock that Adam groaned, sliding down in the sofa a little farther. 

She tugged at his pants, working them under his balls in a way that made him hiss in pleasure, working them until his entire package was exposed. For a moment his erection stood like a flag pole, hard as steel, red as a tomato, rising above a thatch of black curls and two red hard bulbs. Then she stroked her little fingers over his tight balls and swirled her tongue around the tip of his rigid penis and everything quivered. Then he disappeared into her sweet, hot mouth as she swallowed him whole.

"Suck him! Suck him! Suck him!" The chanting swirled around him as the little blonde's mouth moved up and down his cock, his head filling her throat as her lips reached his base every time. Adam's head fell back as he groaned. Then she began to suck, the pressure mild with his cock buried, increasing as she slid back, then she'd let his head pop free as she gave his balls a gentle squeeze. Adam knew he was going to die of pleasure as everything in his groin spasmed painfully.

"Harder! Faster! Make him cum!" The shouting increased as Adam's hips moved with the blond. He couldn't help the thrusts, but it let her peel his jeans to his knees, then ankles, then off, baring him from the waist down. She sucked harder, more at his head, moving up and down less, her hand sliding under his balls to rub him rhythmically. Adam groaned hoarsely, sliding a hand into her hair to guide her movements, his hips rocking. He felt her finger rubbing lower, probing, and squirmed a little.

"Cum! CUM! CUM!" The crowd gathered closer as his sight dimmed. He was panting like he'd run a race, his body fueled up and close to the limit. Adam's cock was swollen longer, thicker than ever before, his balls tight and aching like he'd been kicked. The blond sucked hard at his head, one hand working the base of his erection, the other...

"Fuck!" Adam roared as his hips jerked, his cock pulsing. The blond shoved two fingertips into his ass as she lifted her mouth away and Adam came like a geyser, thick white semen spurting again and again as the blond twisted her fingers just inside his asshole. His world spun wildly as he flew free. He didn't even see the blond give him a smile and let another man escort her away. The chanting crowd dispersed back into the party, some dancing, some drinking, some too drunk to do anything but pass out.

"Enjoyed that, did you?" A dark haired woman asked as she settled on the couch beside him, beer in hand. Adam wore only a t-shirt, his legs spread wide as his half-hard erection lay between his still quivering thighs. It didn't seem to bother her as she shifted and got comfortable.

"Where'd she go?" Adam managed. The woman pointed and he saw his frat brother Ted fucking the blond doggy-style on a low table. Her black dress was bunched at her waist and Ted's short cock was working her like a jackhammer. "Oh." Well, damn.

"Don't worry, honey," the dark haired woman said softly, her voice pure southern sweetness, drawing his attention back. He looked back at her and went hard instantly at the sight. She had shifted, leaning back against the arm of the couch and sliding one leg beneath her, draping the other to the floor and letting her thighs spread wide. Her dress was bunched at the waist, exposing the bare shaved flesh of her swollen pussy lips. As he goggled, she slid the lip of the beer bottle up and down her slit, shivering at the cold glass on her hot flesh. She tilted her head back, stroking herself faster with the bottle.

Adam's eyes widened as he saw whiteness at the mouth of the bottle. His mouth watered, his spent cock twitched and he clenched his jaw on a groan. He couldn't tear his eyes away as her cream oozed down the neck of the bottle to mix with the beer while she pushed the glass rim into her pussy. Her thighs quivered and she bit her bottom lip, eyes closed, as she twisted the bottle against her hole. Adam thought he'd melt from the heat building inside him as he watched the bottle fuck her. He swallowed hard.

"Thirsty?" Her drawl was breathy with arousal. He glanced at her face, saw her green eyes sparkle with lust. She slid the bottle from her pussy, juices running down the neck and tilted it towards him.

"Hell, yes," Adam groaned, grabbing the bottle as she offered and draining the contents. Beer, sex, his hunger flared. He lunged towards her and grabbed her thighs. She was so juicy and he made a low growl as he licked and sucked her pussy lips, savoring the sweetness. He heard the chants start again as he thrust his tongue into her hole and sucked hard. She bucked against him, her fingers digging into his shoulders. 

"Suck her! Suck her!" Several men gathered around the couch eagerly. Adam slurped and licked in and out of her pussy hole, then used his tongue and teeth to tease her clit, driving her wild. She squirmed on the couch, panting. He tilted his head so his eyes met hers and he saw the challenge. In response, he closed his mouth over her and sucked hard, enjoying the way her hips lifted from the couch, the way she clutched the cushions. Another hard suck and she came, her cum flooding his mouth.

"FUCK HER! FUCK HER! FUCK HER!" The crowd went wild. Adam fumbled for his jeans, desperately looking for a condom, but the woman grabbed his arm.

"Now," she panted, "Raw and hot." She tilted her hips, her sex spread before him, creamy and glistening. Groaning, Adam gripped her thighs and drove his cock deep into her pussy. She jerked against him as he buried himself to the hilt, her body stretching to take his hard length, her hands clutching at his shoulders. "Again," she panted.

The crowd faded away as Adam rammed his cock into her again and again. He was panting and grunting, unable to control the lust, the need to bury himself in her hot wet body. His fingers gripped and bruised, her nails scored his hips and ass. His head pummeled her core even as he hammered her pussy and she bucked under him. They mated like animals, loud, rough, and, at the end, brutal. He scooped up her legs in his arms as he drove into her, tilting her hips to slam his body against her ass, his cock exploding into her core like a cannon. Wave after wave of searing seed pumped into her as she cried out, shuddering, writhing, clutching at him. He kept pumping, working her, ejaculating with each stroke until he felt her body clamp tight. Her orgasm had her crying out again, her cream enveloping him, her pussy rippling and spasming around his thick shaft.

Unable to stand, Adam collapsed onto her and laid still, his cock oozing the last of his seed inside her. He couldn't breath, couldn't move, he was so spent. He turned his head a little, looked into her green eyes, and groaned.

"Well, they said Adam fucks pussy like God's gift to Woman," she chuckled, sliding her hands over his bare ass to give him a squeeze, then tugging teasingly at his t-shirt hem, "Hey, Adam, I'm Eve." He couldn't help the chuckle.

Adam shifted so his cock slid out of her with a wet slurp and she shivered at the sensation. "Nice," she murmured, her eyes locked on his as he half-stood over her, "Your seed is warm and sticky. I love the feel of millions of sperm wriggling inside me."

Adam groaned at the image. Glancing around, he grabbed his jeans and then held out a hand to her. "I always make it a point," he said, his voice soft and dangerous, "To show a woman why I was kicked out of paradise." He swallowed hard again at the sight she made - wet, flushed, rumpled - he wasn't done with her by a long shot. "Let's get something to drink. I've worked up a thirst again."

Eve gave him a wicked grin as she let him pull her to her feet. "A little knowledge can be a dangerous thing," she murmured as he turned towards the bar. She gave her arm a yank and he turned back towards her. She stepped close and slid her body against his, her hand stroking his crotch. "What do you say we see if we can get kicked out of here, too?"

"Again?" he growled, pleased to feel his cock tighten. But he'd already had two massive orgasms, could he manage another? He slid his hands over her ass and up to her breasts. He'd damn well give it his best shot.

"You seemed to like it when Miss Penelope had her fingers in your ass," Eve murmured. She slid her hand around to squeeze his ass.

"You're kidding," he groaned. He'd exploded harder with the blond woman's fingers in his ass than ever before, but the thought of it just made him cringe.

Eve stood on tiptoe to breathe in his ear, her hand returning to his cock. "I'd like your fingers in my ass," she whispered, "You can even slide your cock in my ass." She felt him quiver. "You'd like that, huh," she whispered, licking his ear. A shudder went through him and she laughed.

Adam stood absolutely still, letting his mind fill with images of her. "Come upstairs," he managed, his voice hoarse.

"Upstairs, downstairs, on the stairs," she teased, "I'll cum anywhere if you fuck my ass." She wiggled her belly against his growing erection. "I want to cum screaming, Adam," she whispered.

"Come upstairs," he repeated, his eyes hot on hers. He slid a hand behind her neck and crushed his mouth to hers. Her tongue teased his and he nearly groaned. "I'll fuck your ass in my bed." He didn't need her to answer -- it was already in her eyes. He led her towards the staircase.

Inside his room, Eve shed her dress quickly, her naked body all cream and roses, her curves not as lush as the blond, but more than enough to make Adam's mouth water. He peeled his tee over his head as she stepped close to him, sliding her hands over his bare chest. "Do you usually fuck girls in the ass?" she asked, her voice a low purr. Her eyes stayed on his as her hands helped him undo his pants, peel them away, until he was as naked as she was.

"No..." he managed as she slid onto the bed, rolling to her hands and knees and stretching like a cat. He stepped forward to slide his hands over her bare back and down to her ass and she purred again. He squeezed her ass cheeks, feeling the firmness of her warm flesh. "I don't really..."

Eve looked over her shoulder at him, a wicked look in her eyes. "You've never fucked a woman's ass," she said softly, "Lucky, lucky me." She wiggled her ass and he groaned, squeezing her cheeks again.

"Look, I'm a pussy kind of guy," he started, stepping back.

"I'm a pussy kind of woman," she smiled as she shifted and rolled to her back, everything exposed as she sprawled on his sheets. He wasn't fully erect yet, but a few more seconds of seeing her spread open like that would do it, he thought. "I love a good cock and you've got the moves to make me cum," she continued, sliding a hand between her thighs and stroking herself, "I just want good to be incredible."

"And fucking your ass will give you that?" He wanted her. In a second, it wouldn't matter how, as long as he could bury his cock inside her.

"It's tighter than pussy, Adam," she purred, leaning forward to slide her free hand along the underside of his cock. His dick bobbed and she smiled again. "It's hotter. You'll feel so much more inside my ass and I'll cum harder. You'll cum harder." She licked her lips, her eyes dark as she stroked both his sex and hers. "I'll scream for you, Adam."

"Yes." He groaned the word. He wanted this. It was new, wild, and dirty. He wanted to hear her scream his name.

Eve rolled over again and tilted her ass up this time. "You'll have to use something to make it wet," she said, watching him over her shoulder, "Use spit if you haven't got anything else." She saw him hesitate and hid a smile. "Put your hands on my ass, Adam, and spread my cheeks." He did.

His mouth was dry as he stared at her. Her asshole was small, red, and he thought there was no way in hell his cock was going to fit in that. "Work up a little spit, baby," she murmured, "Spit on my hole." He shook his head. His mouth was so dry it would never work...he saw her fingertips slide into her pussy just below and he groaned. Her fingertips worked her pussy until she was juicy and his mouth watered as he remembered eating her earlier.

"Slide that nice cock into my pussy, baby," she purred, "Get it all nice and wet." Adam groaned, stepping close and thrusting into her. She closed around him like a glove and he groaned again. This is what he enjoyed, he though, sliding back and forth a little inside her. She shivered. Doggy-style was his favorite. He began to pull back, but stopped when she shook her head.

"Lick your finger," she continued, still watching him. He did as she asked. "Stick it in my ass, Adam," Eve whispered. Adam slid his finger up her crack and pushed it into her ass. She moaned, squirming, and he groaned. He felt her muscles ripple around both his cock and finger. Her ass was tighter and hotter, even just with his finger. "That's it, baby," she moaned. 

Adam began to move his finger, seeing how she shivered more, then started to move his cock in rhythm. A shudder went right through her and she lowered her head to the mattress. "Oh, God, yes, Adam," she moaned, "That feels so good."

It felt pretty damn good to Adam too, as her inner muscles worked his cock. She was almost dripping wet now and he thrust his finger deeper. She whimpered and he pulled back. "More, please..." she whimpered again. He added a second finger and she shuddered again.

Two fingers thrusting into her ass, his cock worked her pussy in a slow, smooth rhythm. This was so unlike him. He was still not fully erect, but he was getting close. He was usually a hard and fast kind of guy, but this was so erotic he wanted to savor every movement. The sounds she made were soft but needy and urgent and they made his blood heat, his pulse pound.

"I need your cock, Adam," she moaned, "I need you..." She slid her hand under her body to touch his cock, to squeeze him with her fingers. He felt his balls tighten. "I need this big dick fucking my ass."

"Eve," he groaned. What could he say? Seeing her enjoying it, feeling the extra sensations, he wanted this as much as she did. Adam slid his cock free, pulled his fingers out and placed his hands on her ass cheeks. He spread her cheeks and pushed his head into her crack, working himself into position. He pushed against her, but didn't slide inside. She whimpered and he started to pull back.

"No, please, Adam," Eve was panting, "Push hard. It takes an extra push, but it's so worth it..." 

He pushed again, leaning over her. He wrapped a hand around his shaft, his other hand on her back as he pushed until his head popped inside. His groan mingled with her cry as her ass gripped his head like a vice. There was pain, but the pleasure was so big his balls clenched and his cock swelled more. "More," she gasped. He gripped her hips, thrusting, working his cock deeper and deeper, inch by inch. She panted, her hands fisted in the sheets, her ass pushing back toward him, urging him on.

Adam was stunned. He was buried only halfway and yet the sensations were incredible - the heat searing him, her muscles squeezing him with her every breath. Everything was so much more intense than fucking her pussy. Eve moaned breathlessly. 

"Yes, yes," she whispered, "Fuck it, Adam, fuck my ass." So he did. He gripped her hips firmly and worked his cock in and out of her ass, never letting his head pop free, just stroking her. His body was on fire, his cock throbbing as he groaned. Eve was squirming and panting like a bitch in heat underneath him, her hands tight on the sheets, her body lifting and lowering with his thrusts. Her skin was flushed, he was sweating.

"Oh God, oh God," she started sobbing. He saw her hand slide under her body again and he reached down between her legs. He thrust his fingers into her dripping pussy and she gasped, her own fingers rubbed her clit as he pumped his fingers in time with his cock. "Oh, oh, oh." Her voice got tighter, tenser. He pumped harder.

Eve screamed his name as she came, her body bucking beneath him like a bronco. The spasm of her inner muscles drove him over the edge and he erupted like a fire hose, his own hips jerking as bursts of seed shot up her ass. Adam's head snapped back and his groan was ripped right from his gut as he emptied himself into her. She collapsed on the mattress and his cock was pulled free, the last drops of his cum splattering over her pink ass. He managed to drop to the side of her, panting, quivering.

"Nice job, Adam," Eve purred, rolling to her side and resting her head on her bent elbow.

"Give me an hour and a cold beer and I'll do better than nice," Adam growled. He might be new to this, but he was a quick learner. And he had a reputation to uphold. "Give me all night and you'll lose your voice."

Eve slid a hand over his chest, down his belly. "That sounds like a dare..."



Recreation at Lunch



They were sitting at the drive-thru eating lunch in the car, just the two girlfriends. They talked and joked and then ten minutes before they had to leave and return to work a car pulled in next to them. The driver of the car was a guy perhaps thirty-five and both gals looked over at him.

The driver in the girl's car looked at her friend and absent-mindedly asked her friend if she'd ever blow a guy like that. 

While still staring and without turning the second gal said "You bet!"

The driver gal said "But you don't know him do you still think you would?"

Still looking at the guy the second gal answered "I wouldn't care if he was married or if his wife or girlfriend was in the car with him I'd still blow him. He looks like he'd be interesting."

The girl driver smiled then as she asked "Even if he was Gay?"

"Yeh and even if I had to fight off his boyfriend to get the pleasure." the second gal added.

There's a female version of the Double-Dog-Dare-ya and the driver used it "I double-Dick-Dare-Ya."

"Right here and now?" the second gal asked.

"Especially right here and right now." the driver continued.

The second gal seemed to think for a moment and then reached for the door handle and opened the door.

"You won't do it and I won't fall for your bluff." the girl driver said.

The second gal climbed out of the car, closed the door and then stuck her head back in through the open window and said "Watch and learn." Then she turned around and took three steps to the guy driver. His window was down and she asked him to open his car door.

The guy driver looked puzzled and asked "Why?"

The second gal told him "Just do it please."

The guy thought further, decided there could be no harm in a public place like this and opened his door.

The second gal then asked him to turn sideways on his seat and again the guy followed directions still wondering what she wanted.

The second gal then reached down and gently rubbed the guy's crotch and felt instant response. "My girlfriend dared me to give you a blowjob right here and right now. Will you let me do it?"

The guy looked questioningly at her and asked "Is this a joke?" then glanced over at the other driver and saw her smiling wildly.

"It's not a joke if you'll take it out for me." his questioner asked with a smile and she squeezed his cock hard and was amazed at the size it felt in her hand. She added "I can take it out if you'd prefer."

The guy looked down at her busy hand then thought a moment before he spread his knees and reached for the zipper at his fly and slid it open. He wore nothing beneath the pants. She reached in and pulled it out.

"Damn! I didn't think I'd be this lucky." she said as she leaned far over and lowered her lips to it. She worked the head into her mouth and then used her tongue to sweep his head and find that tiny cleavage in the crown under it. She teased and liked it especially as the first two drops of his preparation touched her tongue and the taste swept through her mouth.

When she'd accepted the dare she worried the guy might not be circumcised because she preferred men that were. This guy's cock was perfect, large and beautiful as she stroked it with both hands until she could get him down her throat and then she reached under and found his balls to caress.

The excitement was perhaps too intense for him even though he lasted for almost two minutes before he filled her. She worked him the entire time he was cumming and swallowed it all even though a few large thick drops had escaped and emerged at the corners of her mouth as she'd pulled back a bit when the last of his load was emptying into it .

She licked him clean and then thanked him. The taste lasted as she turned back toward her car.

His dick was still hanging out as she returned to the car, sat down and closed the door. 

The guy asked loudly if he could have her number and call her sometime. 

She shook her head, turned her head back to her friend then licked the drops from the corner of her mouth and said. "Let's get back to work. I win!"



Recreation Ch. 02



"I must say, Ms. Jones," Lieutenant Jonathan Hollister noted smugly, "that DNA Forward Corporation's Recreation system has really helped our investigation unit in unprecedented ways since we installed it nearly three years ago. I must admit that I was quite skeptical at first, but your colleagues have really created something virtually revolutionary with Recreation!" 

"I'm very glad you feel that way, Lieutenant," Ms. Jones replied, sitting opposite the officer's desk when he gestured to the unoccupied chair. He was aware of how her eyes tracked him as he rounded the desk to sit in his chair. 

"Now that known and potential criminals know that our investigatory time has reduced so dramatically, crime has dropped by nearly fifty-five percent. I don't know if you are aware of this yet, but Luna II's Customs Service is expressing great internal interest in acquiring Recreation for its own use, instead of coming to Luna II Police whenever they believe criminal activity or criminal elements are passing through the border and they have DNA evidence they want to check." 

"No, I wasn't aware of that," Ms. Jones admitted, a smile upon her face. "Perhaps you could discreetly direct me toward the appropriate persons at Customs so that I can initiate a dialogue?" 

"And help you increase your own commission? Absolutely! That's the very least I can do after what you have already done for Luna II Police. I will need to do a little research to determine who is really spearheading the effort within Customs, or at least who is making the most noise about it, and I should be able to get that information to you by the end of business tomorrow." 

"That would be splendid, Lieutenant." 

"Now, down to the real reason you're here today, shall we?" 

Ms. Jones simply smiled. "Do you really think I'm here to upsell you?" She batted her eyes for extra effect. 

"Just a suspicion," Lieutenant Hollister admitted, "but not an ill-advised one, in my opinion." 

Ms. Jones laughed softly. "Well, you are definitely right with your suspicion. I wanted to give you a heads-up about Recreation Mark II, which is nearing the customer beta-testing phase now." 

"Mark II? What have you done, decreased the total time from hours to minutes?" 

"No, better." 

That took Lieutenant Hollister quite by surprise, and he knew the surprise was clearly tattooed to his face. However, in the past three years, he had formed a very good business bond with Ms. Jones, so it did not unduly concern him. 

"The official marketing materials are not yet ready, although they should be by the end of the month, so I can give you a proper presentation at that time," Ms. Jones acknowledged. "However, what I can tell you now is that Recreation Mark II takes things to the next level, by truly recreating a person, animal, plant, or whatever, based upon DNA." 

However, Lieutenant Hollister was not so comfortable with Ms. Jones that he was not extremely embarrassed by how low his jaw hung at this statement. 

"The Mark II is definitely more expensive than the original, there is clearly no doubt about that. It is also much, much larger, requiring a large room. Do you remember those antique two-dimensional vids of what computers were like back in Old Earth's Mainframe Era?" The officer nodded, finally closing his jaw again. "Then you remember the size of those early computers, taking up the space of entire large rooms. The Mark II is very much the same, and we do hope to bring down the size – and the cost – within ten years, ideally within seven years. Just think of the possibility: Instead of an image of someone created from the retrieved DNA, this will allow you and your investigators to actually create a living replica of that person, based upon the DNA evidence your investigators find at a crime scene." 

Lieutenant Hollister leaned back in his chair, the idea dancing about in his head. To be able to have a living replica to study could have its uses. Perhaps the replica could be used in a line-up, an identical and hopefully less-threatening copy of the suspect used for the line-up while the suspect remained in custody or even while the suspect was still on the run. Perhaps the replica could be led back to the crime scene and the surrounding area, if for no other reason than to watch how other people react, to help the investigators locate witnesses to be questioned. 

"We firmly believe that Recreation Mark II will also quickly gain legal recognition as to its accuracy," Ms. Jones added, "in the same way that the original Recreation has been recognized legally across the Sol System." 

"But bringing a Mark II-created replica to a courtroom could present some very interesting challenges," the Lieutenant noted aloud. 

"That is very true," Ms. Jones replied. "In fact, the primary challenge at this point is that, for some reason, the Mark II recreations only live about two hours before they die and begin to break apart, back into the original organic components which had created them." 

"How long does it take to replicate someone using the Mark II?" 

"For a really young, small person, like an infant, about three hours. For a full-grown adult, up to thirty hours." 

"Wow. That could be a major setback after the gains we've achieved using the original Recreation." 

"The original Recreation system is still in place, so within an hour, your investigators can still have an image of the person based upon the analyzed DNA. Then at that time, if it is deemed necessary to create a living recreation, then that process can be initiated." 

The Lieutenant made up his mind instantly. "I definitely need to look into this. You've definitely piqued my interest, Ms. Jones. As soon as all your official materials are ready, I want to hear about this. I'll alert my secretary to give you priority to anyone who calls to meet with me – anytime, day or night. And I'll especially try hard to get you that promised information by the end of business today." 

Ms. Jones smiled. "Thank you, Lieutenant. You are definitely too kind to me!" 

*****

As Jonathan lay on the bed with Sherri ensuring his erection remained rigid and tall, he closed his eyes and imagined using the Recreation Mark II to make a copy of his beautiful submissive, of any of the young women he had "found" who might also share his interests. The two-hour life limit was indeed a bother of sorts, not necessarily affording the time he liked to take with some scenes, especially for a scene in which he applied pain and pleasure in equal, slowly-increasing measure upon Sherri's willing body. 

It would also be interesting to have two submissives at once in a scene. He had contemplated that concept for years, and a few times had even asked Sherri what she thought of the idea, but she had always emphatically declined, and he certainly respected her wishes. However, if she were to share him not with a stranger but with herself, then she might be more willing to try a threesome scene. 

Then again, he could perhaps leverage the replica in some way. Perhaps as a punishment, he could have the replica restrained and forced to watch as the real Sherri was severely beaten, adding psychological pain to the physical pain. Perhaps to create some jealousy, the positions could be reversed so that the real Sherri was restrained and forced to watch as he made love to the replica. 

"What are you thinking about, Master?" 

Jonathan opened his eyes again, looking down his body at the naked young woman fondling his genitals. "I'm thinking about a potential surprise for you, thanks to cutting-edge technology," he replied with a smile.

When she grinned in response, his mind was made up. Somehow, he would need to create a replica of Sherri and turn his fantasy of a threesome to reality. 



Recreational Activities



A brief note: This story contains consensual sex, impregnation and slight humiliation kink. Please continue and enjoy if that is something you would like to read.

*****

The sunset is beautiful from the view of a 12th story office. The large room is bathed in a warming red glow that's quite relaxing and most welcome after a long day of headache inducing business meetings and phone calls.

Now though was a time to simply relax and be free of such tedious tasks. What a better time to be greeted by such a beautiful view seeing as the occupant of the large office, CEO Raymond Winters (38 years old), was expecting his secretary to return from her much deserved vacation.

Taking a sip of his iced tea, he savored the sweetness of the refreshment as he recalled the memories of all the good times he's had with his secretary before.

Nina Diamond is more than a secretary though. She's under a special contract of Mr. Winters' that keeps her busy with more than just paperwork and file sorting. Just thinking of those soft hands of hers draws and interested twitch from his length as he remembers Nina working to pump his cock, her open mouth poised in front of his dick and awaiting his load.

Just as he was about to give in to a little self-fondling, the buzzer at his desk alerts him to someone awaiting outside his door. He smirks, knowing he told his staff to fuck off for the rest of the afternoon and therefore it can only be one person.

Pressing his index finger to the buzzer's mic, he invites his guest inside. "Come in my pet."

The large wooden door clicks before opening to reveal his precious Nina. She steps inside and offers a smile as she sets her purse aside and closes the door. "Hello, Mr. Winters," she greets before bowing her head in respect. Her body is fit (which is to be expected for a 19 year old like herself) though with curvy hips that are positively sin in the short skirt she's currently wearing. Her white blouse is tight around her large breasts, the buttons tempting him to part them and lavish her chest. She always dresses in such a way that brings him arousal without even touching her.

"I have missed you," he says as he gestures her to walk over to him.

"I have missed you as well," Nina replies as she approaches him, her red heels clacking against the hardwood before softening to the ears as she stepped onto the plush carpet that surrounded his desk area.

"How much have you missed me?" He asks with a wink as she comes to kneel in front of him. He sets his tea on the desk and rests his hands on his knees, not caring if she notices his cock already beginning to harden.

Her eyes flicker to his bulge before blushing and looking back up at him. "While my vacation was quite relaxing, I could not help but think of you while I was alone in my hotel room. I spent too many nights away from your touch."

"I see," Mr. Winters says as he begins to rub himself a little, just imagining Nina toying with her clit as she desperately tries to get off without the aid of his penis. "Well then, let's get down to what we both want, shall we?" Nina nods eagerly as her eyes focus on his crotch, awaiting her favorite treat.

Mr. Winter's slid his zipper down with ease as he adjusted in his seat. Nina wasn't allowed to touch yet and he enjoyed teasing her like this. Stroking his cock through his underwear, he let her admire the thickness as it swelled to full size beneath the fabric. Her mouth was watering at the sight as his fingers traced his dick before bringing her face forward and pressing her cheek against him. She rubbed her face against his bulge, sighing in content before she was pushed away so he could withdraw himself fully.

There it was, his 10 inch dick stood proud and hard in front of her. The tip glistened with pre cum, begging to be tasted. Using his thumb and forefinger, he rolled the foreskin up and down a few times as she bit her lip to keep from moving without permission.

Finally parting his legs in invitation, Nina moved forward, her painted pink lips pressing to the thick, mushroom head of his cock. Mr. Winters looked down at his slutty secretary with a smirk on his lips as her eyes closed and her mouth moved against his 10 inch cock as if in worship of its size. Those soft lips pressed to every inch of his length as they have done many times before, mapping each vein and tasting his leaking slit for a drop of his hot cum that she craved so much.

His hand tangled in her dark hair as she moan and kissed down the column of his shaft before arriving to his heavy sac. Cupping them gently in her hand, she rolled them and licked them lovingly, sighing as he groaned in appreciation. As her fingers massaged his balls, her mouth moved back up to the tip of his cock and swallowed the head. Her tongue eagerly tasted the few drops that leaked out before pressing more of him inside.

"You're such a cockslut," he muttered as he leaned back and closed his eyes for a moment, simply basking in her warm mouth as she bobbed on the first 3 inches of his cock before sinking down lower, swallowing more and more. "Come on, slut, swallow it all. Milk me good."

She made a whimpering sound though it was one of agreement before sinking lower, flattening her tongue against the underside of his shaft as she eased him closer to her throat.

Mr. Winters was impatient though, as he often is, and thrust his hips, cramming his cock deep down her throat. Nina gagged on his girth but didn't pull away even as her eyes watered, lips stretch wide around his baby maker. Her tongue wiggled beneath his cock, pressing against a vein and tasting every inch she could.

"There you go. I know how to feed my little slut," Mr. Winters muttered as he pet her hair and began rocking his hips, his balls smacking against her chin. "Been waiting nearly two weeks to have this again. Feel those," he urged as he brought her hand to his balls again before rocking a little faster, earning more small whimpers from Nina. "Nice and heavy just for you."

With a wicked grin on his lips, Mr. Winters thrust harder, gagging her once more before pulling out with a sloppy, wet pop. Drool trailed from her mouth to his cock as he kept the tip a mere few inches from her mouth to at least let her get a breath before shoving it back in and pumping once more.

The office was mostly quiet save for the sounds of Nina's whimpers and the sound of Mr. Winters' big cock slipping between her lips. He groaned and sunk balls deep, holding her there by the back of her head before pulling out and slapping her lips with tip of his cock. She sticks her tongue out, wanting to taste more as drops of cum drooled from the tip.

"There you go, taste what you can get because I'm finishing elsewhere," he whispered before standing from his seat and pulling her up with him. Pressing his hips to hers, he ripped open her blouse and shoved her bra down before pawing at her tits, squeezing them and tweaking her nipples while Nina moaned and whined for more. Her breasts were always the most sensitive.

"On the desk, face down," he suddenly demanded before pulling his hands away; perhaps he'll play with them more another day. She nodded simply at his command though before doing as she was told, bracing her hands on the desk and lowering to the cool wooden surface. Her ass stood in the air as her legs spread wide, ready for him to pound her just the way she liked.

"No panties?" He chuckled as he lifted her skirt over her butt. "Looks like you were prepared for me. You know I don't like to be slowed down."

Gripping his cock by the base, he moved forward and guided himself between her wet lips and into her hungry hole. Nina moan as the thick head stretched her good as it pressed inside, deeper and deeper, filling her aching walls. Her cunt pulsed around his throbbing cock, hungry for him like always.

Mr. Winters groans as he bottoms out, her beautiful body accepting him inside her with ease. "Such a good girl," he whispers before pumping his hips, slow at first. Nina gasps when the tip of his cock sinks especially deep, hitting her g-spot but it's not nearly hard enough.

Turning her head to look back at him, she begs him with her eyes as her mouth hangs open, moaning and panting as he rocks his hips a little faster.

Leaning down and pressing his body over hers, he growls against her ear, "needy slut." He pressed his lips to hers in a sloppy kiss, their tongue sliding out to press against one another as his pace quickens. She whimpers wantonly at the feeling of his thickness filling her just right as he pounds against her pussy. His heavy balls remind her how full they are with each slap against her.

"Oh god, Mr. Winters!" She cries when his nimble fingers slide beneath her to toy with her swollen clit, bringing her closer to climax already.

"Look at you, such a filthy slut. I bet you could cum from sucking my dick alone, couldn't you?" Mr. Winters growls in determination as he thrusts as hard and fast as he can, rocking the desk and making Nina scream like an animal in heat.

It's not long before she cums hard around his cock, her sensitive clit still being cruelly toyed with for a few more moments before his hand moves to tug at her hair. He loves her like this, tired from orgasm so he can use her pussy as his fuck toy.

Just as he's pounding into her as hard as he can, the phone on the desk rings and he slows to a stop, keeping himself buried deep inside while he answers the call. Sure he could easily ignore it, but what would be the fun in that?

"Mr. Winters," he greets rather casually. Nina buries her mouth in her arm, trying not to make any noise while he talks on the phone.

His hips begin to move again despite still being on the phone and Nina can't hold back a rather loud gasp when he pulls out nearly all the way and slams back in.

"Excuse me a moment," Mr. Winters says before covering the receiver with his hand. "Looks like someone's going to be getting pregnant," he mutters before returning to his call. Nina quiets herself once more as he rocks inside her, not wanting to get into any more trouble.

"I'm sorry, Sir," she mutters apologetically when he ends his call but she's only met with a harsh thrust.

"From now on, you'll call me Daddy," he demands before resuming his harsh pace. Her cock-hungry pussy takes his pounding though, loving it in fact. Nina might be in trouble but at least he's not pulling out.

"Y-Yes, Daddy!"

"You like Daddy's cock?" He groans between breaths as he grows closer to climax. He can feel his balls tightening, ready to release. "Well I hope you like his milk in your womb as well."

With that, he grips her hips and pumps as hard as he can before slamming in as deep as he can, emptying his load inside her. Nina has never had anyone ejaculate inside her before but she oddly enjoys the way his cum fills her.

"Oh god," she groans. Mr. Winters begins to pull out but stops when only the head is inside and squeezes his cock at the base and pushes toward the head, making sure to get every drop of cum inside her.

"Lovely," he murmurs as he pops the tip out and watches his seed drip from her cunt. Now softened, he tucks his cock back inside his trousers and steps around the desk to face Nina. She's still exhausted and slumped against the desk. "Now, about your punishment." He moves closer and cups her chin, making her look up at him with a glazed look. "You won't be getting a taste of this for a while," he says while gripping his cock through his pants. She looks like she wants to protest but he simply shushes her with a shake of his head. "I'll only be cumming inside of you from now on. Every 2 days I want to see you in hear at 5pm sharp. I want you bent over this desk and ready for me to breed."

"Breed?" She dares to ask as she stumbles to stand up on her own.

"Yes. I intend to impregnate you. I've always wanted to and I feel you're ready now."

Her cheeks flush red but she nods in agreement. "Yes, Daddy."

"Good girl." He flips her skirt down and pats her perfect ass and sends her towards the door. "Once you're pregnant, I'll let you suck me to completion."

Nina pauses at the door, fixing her shirt and bra before turning around to nod at him. "Thank you, Daddy," she says with a small smile before exiting the large office.

Mr. Winters grins to himself and strolls over to the large windows that overlooked the city. "I've always wanted and heir anyhow."



Recreational Activities



This was a moment both long overdue and one that came out of nowhere.

For six years I'd worked on the show Parks and Recreation, with production on the final season beginning today. I had been exploring the old sets after the first day was finished, including Leslie Knope's - a.k.a. Amy Poehler's - old parks department office.

It was a nostalgic trip that another Parks actress, Aubrey Plaza - a.k.a. April Ludgate - came by for as well. We shared in that for several minutes - and then came that overdue, surprising moment.

After watching and working with funny, incredibly sweet, and quite beautiful ladies like Amy, Aubrey and Rashida Jones for six years, I can't say I never imagined one of them suddenly kissing me. On some nights, I have to admit I imagined more than one of them.

I just didn't expect it to happen now. And yet here I was, struggling not to fall onto the desk as Aubrey pressed against me and attacked my mouth.

Despite the expert way Aubrey attacked it, I was too stunned to respond back. I didn't remember if either of us said something to set this up. Given Aubrey's...unique, oddball, fire starting personality, maybe she was kissing me to set up some sort of weird joke or prank.

But when she broke off, she didn't tell a joke or have someone come out with a hidden camera. Waiting for the punchline was just one of the reasons why I didn't say anything, although I should have.

Yet instead of asking for answers or clarity, I watched Aubrey slowly start to smile. Smiling isn't exactly something she's asked to do too often on Parks, or in many other projects. And yet despite her anti-social, cynical, weird, troublemaking persona onscreen and sometimes in real life...she does have one hell of a smile.

Especially while her hand was trailing down my chest.

By the time it reached my jeans, I was willing to risk any future embarrassment.

Since I was joining in this time, Aubrey wasn't quite as aggressive when our lips met. However, her hand more than made up for it when it palmed the front of my pants. A few more strokes and kisses later, she broke off and spoke up.

"Sit on the desk, k?" she asked as if this was a normal, everyday thing. Since she was back in no nonsense mode and I wasn't in much position to argue, I got myself to sit on the front center of the desk. Aubrey then went behind the desk and took the chair, rolling it until it was in front of me.

She promptly sat down on it, not wasting any more time. With her on the chair and me on the desk, she bent her head down as she unbuckled and unzipped me. Soon, she was right at eye level with my erection.

I waited for her to react or make a joke. Instead, she took me right into her mouth and I promptly stopped breathing.

I felt as stiff as the part of me that Aubrey was relentlessly sucking on. But that part was probably throbbing more. It certainly was when Aubrey swallowed me down a few times, licked and suckled my head while jerking the rest of me off, then just bobbled onto me like she was starving.

She looked as nonplussed as ever, even while shoving my cock deep into her mouth. Yet when she came off, that slow, alluring smile grew on her. However, it was her stunningly beautiful big brown eyes that really lit up with intensity.

They stayed on me as Aubrey sucked me back in and teasingly moved her tongue around. An intense suck made me throw my head back, and it stayed there as she slowly took me in deeper and deeper. Finally she got all of me in before slowly moving her tongue and lips up, then lightly bit below my head and tonged my slit.

Aubrey came off and we both had to catch our breath. I barely got my head on straight before she said, "All right, now fuck me."

She sucked me again before I could get up, as it dawned on me she didn't want to be fucked down there - maybe not yet. Nevertheless, I didn't move anything, so Aubrey took me out and said, "Come on, time is money."

I only had a second to remember an April/Aubrey one-liner that started that way last season, before her mouth got me thinking straight. Slowly, I thrust myself a little deeper into Aubrey's mouth, yet she removed me again. "Come on, I shouldn't have to do all the work," she warned.

Taking the hint, I thrust somewhat faster when Aubrey resumed her blowjob. Before much longer, I fucked her mouth with more vigor. She came off and looked more satisfied, then took the bottom of my cock in her hand and sucked my top, all while I kept fucking.

I fucked her hand and mouth as Aubrey moaned onto me, still sucking and bobbling with the same resolve. She popped off and caught her breath, yet still pumped me while her lovely face gave me another intoxicating look of desire.

"Fuck me," she repeated directly, which made it all the hotter. When she went back to sucking me, I gave her what she wanted right away.

I barely held on as I fucked her harder, especially when she still managed to suck me, pump the bottom of my shaft and brush my balls. After taking her mouth off, she continued to stroke and fondle me, then came back down to kiss, lick and tease my head, taking more of me in until I pushed in the rest.

After repeating the pattern twice more, I had to stop. Even Aubrey got the hint and jerked me off a little slower. She finally stopped completely, shaking her hands off and letting me relax.

By the time I did, she went right back to blowing me. This time it was slower and deeper, as her tongue circled me and traced my veins, all while her lips tightened around me. Her gorgeous eyes went back up right as she hummed and sucked me down, to the point where I felt like melting.

Aubrey's mind numbing mouth deep throated me for what felt like an eternity, and yet felt too brief at the same time. Whenever she wound up stopping, she said afterwards, "Okay, you're good. Now fuck me and cum for me."

Her mouth wrapped back around me and I started following orders. However, she started bobbling me on her own, then came off and let me fuck myself back in. We took turns being in command, yet I had my hand on Aubrey's head and was thrusting all too quickly by the time I was ready.

"Fuck, I'm doing it...open your mouth," I gave one token suggestion. Yet she did come off me, although before I could stroke myself to the finish, she beat me to it.

Aubrey licked my head one more time while pumping me, then sucked my head and gave one more deep hum and blow. Once that pushed me over, she opened her mouth wide in time to catch my release.

It was one of the more draining releases of my life, as I could barely see all that cum going into Aubrey's mouth. Nevertheless, she watched it go in and caught pretty much all of it, even as I just kept unloading.

I caught my breath and stayed upright long enough to see Aubrey start swallowing what I gave her. When she finished and licked her lips, I could finally lay back on the desk. I was lucky I didn't fall off it first, really.

I felt Aubrey stroke my deflating cock a few more times, then pat it and kiss it. Without a word, I heard her leave the set soon after.

Maybe that was a fittingly inexplicable way for her to go. At least she had the energy to go right now.

I didn't feel like moving a muscle. After one of the biggest orgasms and most unreal blowjobs of my life, I didn't mind lying around for a bit. There I stayed, lying on my back on a desk that had been filmed on TV for six years, and now was basically my bed after Aubrey Plaza blew me into oblivion.

"Okay, so you...oh God, naked cock!"

That wasn't Aubrey's voice. It was another woman's, but...

Oh God, it was another woman. Someone else was back in here. And...

Motherfuck.

"Fuck, Amy!" I yelled, while trying my best to cover my still hanging cock in front of Amy Poehler - and not fall off the desk in the meantime. I succeeded in the latter, but the former was a losing battle.

I didn't even get to start tucking myself back in, before I noticed a smiling Aubrey standing next to a flushed Amy. Then it all came together - in a much less fun way than the last thing that came.

"It really was a prank!" I accused. "You set me up! That's why it was so good! You knew I wouldn't tuck it back in time!"

"Come on, give yourself some credit," Aubrey teased.

"Whoh, I did not expect that," Amy said, still looking away somewhat.

"I am so sorry, you shouldn't have seen that," I tried to save face. I got an amazing blowjob from one celebrity crush/boss, then got exposed and embarrassed in front of my other one. I supposed it balanced out.

"And you shouldn't have cum before I got here! But someone managed to make that moot without telling me, didn't she?" Amy said.

"Hey, it's not like it's the first time you saw a cock around here without being prepared," Aubrey said. "But Chris helped you nail that scene six years ago by getting naked, and I nailed his cock and set the scene in here! So it's all good."

"He exposed himself on camera so I'd react funny. For the scene on camera," Amy responded. "If I suddenly went to look for our cameras, would I find out we're missing one?"

"Ew, no! I do listen to you on some important stuff, you know!" Aubrey objected. At that point, I started to pay attention and remember some...odd things.

"Okay, hold on. Does anyone mind catching me up here?" I asked, finally remembering to zip myself back up too.

"Right, right, backstory stuff, then," Amy said. "Okay, look...I know this would be really creepy and wrong if two guys did this to a woman. I'm the first to admit that. I just got too excited and horny to see that when we planned it, that's all."

"And it is..." I tried to hurry things along. But Aubrey's directness then came in handy.

"Me and Amy both wanted to fuck you," she stated. "We're starting our last year, and we're doing a bunch of things we never got to do before. You were the first one of those things."

"We never agreed that you would get...such a head start, though," Amy pointed out to Aubrey. "We implicitly agreed you'd just kiss him and lay the groundwork for me to join in. Not do other kinds of laying before me."

"Hey, I had to take him for a test blow before you tried him out. Make sure he measured up! Trust me, you'll thank me later," Aubrey figured. "If I came up with a hilarious prank in the meantime, what's done is done."

"Okay, okay, fine, let's not go in circles here," Amy conceded. "The last thing we need to do before this is fight. Assuming there's still a this here. He kind of still has a say in that." It was nice of her to say that before I would have.

Directly addressing me, Amy went on, "Look, if she confused you or made you uncomfortable, I'm sorry. Considering that's what she does anyway...and what she added on to it this time...it might be weird of you to want an apology, though. But the option's still there."

"I appreciate that. Although I guess I don't need it," I admitted.

"The truth is these are our last few months together here. I want to spend them doing everything I haven't gotten a chance to do yet, but really wanted to. So does Aubrey. Thanks to all your years of hard work and friendship...and the fact we wanted to get the hard stuff out of the way early...we wanted to start our Parks bucket list...like this. With you," Amy said. "And...asking permission first and not putting pranks into it just seemed to get in the way."

"But like he said, he didn't need it," Aubrey jumped back in. "With all the googly eyes he's used on us over the years, why would he mind? You sure Adam didn't use you for googly eye research?"

"No...and those googly eyes were completely..." I briefly sputtered.

"See, there you go. Things are getting too serious and less hot around here. Plus it seems like you set the bar too high already," Amy predicted. "Maybe the moment's passed or something."

"Okay, you haven't backed out or down from anything for six years. We're not starting the last one like that now," Aubrey declared. "But fine. If we gotta get hot again and you're not up for it yet...I might as well take another test drive for the team."

With that, Aubrey started unzipping and lowering her jeans, leaving her surprisingly long legs and white panties exposed. She then took the chair and rolled back behind the desk, then gestured to me. "If anything else, you really owe me. So get under that desk and start owing."

This would be some kind of...debt repaying under normal circumstances. If there was something normal in this. But to do that with an audience...with Amy Poehler as an audience...

If I thought about it any longer, or even looked at her, I would lose my nerve. So I had to rush to the desk while I was still revved up.

When I got there, I dropped to my knees in front of Aubrey and the chair. Before doing anything else, I put my hands on Aubrey's upper legs and slowly slid higher. The feel of them helped me steady myself and get back in the mood, though I knew Aubrey would probably get impatient soon.

Beating her to the punch, I suddenly palmed the front of her panties, letting my fingers slowly dip into them. Aubrey didn't say anything, yet I heard her containing a little groan. My hands then went into the sides of her panties, which she took as a sign to lift her hips up.

This gave me room to start sliding them down, as I got halfway through before Aubrey sat her now bare ass back down. When I got her panties all the way down, I got my first look at her bare pussy. She leaned back on the chair to provide a better look, for me and perhaps for Amy.

If Amy was watching, she would then see my hand covering Aubrey's center. She'd see me putting my right hand onto her hip and pressing my head against her thigh. She might not have a clear shot of me kissing it while I started fingering Aubrey, but I did. 

Once I heard Aubrey groan steadily, I decided to surprise her. Putting both hands on her hips, I suddenly dove into her and tried to lick and suck her pussy with the same zeal that she sucked my cock. Given the different texture and the different position, maybe it wouldn't be quite the same.

"Oh, fuck..." Aubrey announced anyway. Never mind, then.

She could have just been selling it for Amy, wherever she was and whatever she was doing. But I needed to ignore that aspect of it a little while longer. As such, I just sent my tongue back into action and let it navigate all around and inside Aubrey.

I even tried to bob my head and mimic Aubrey from earlier, particularly when I suckled on her lips. When that ran its course, I held her upper legs tighter and shook my head and mouth over her. At last, I came up for air and looked up at her.

Aubrey was breathing harder, at the least. Her shirt was still on and her face looked freshly flushed. Yet after a while, it got back to being annoyed as she said, "Well, get back down there, already."

Instead, I put two of my fingers back into her and watched her try to contain her gasp. After a few thrusts, the rest of it came out. "Motherfucker..." I heard her mumble.

I watched Aubrey get more turned on and aroused, while letting my fingers and even my thumb bring her there. I waited a few seconds until I pulled them away, bent down, licked her hard up and down, then did the same to my wet fingers. Once they were freshly wet and the taste of Aubrey was freshly in my mouth, I put my fingers back in and leaned up to kiss her.

Aubrey bent her head down the rest of the way, meeting my lips with the same fervor she showed at the start. She tasted herself and me, all while I finger fucked her and made her groan against my mouth. When she broke, she licked my lips and briefly nibbled on my bottom one, which made me jam my fingers deeper into her.

"Go down and taste me again," Aubrey breathed out. "Get my juices all over your lips..."

In no position to refuse, I bent back down and removed my fingers, letting my lips do the work. I rubbed her lips with them and kissed them, then licked her up and down before licking my lips too. "Eat me fucking harder..." I heard Aubrey ask.

Bobbing my head for show again, I sucked on her pussy and clit and even added my teeth into it. After a few nips, I slid my tongue into her and sent it as deep as it would go. I felt her pulsate against it, collected as much as I could and then sent my tongue back into my mouth, coating it all around with what Aubrey left me.

I pulled my head back, expecting Aubrey to kiss me and devour my tinged mouth. "Okay then...I think I got it from here," Aubrey said instead, sliding her own hand towards her pussy.

"Huh?" I asked, not grasping her thought process. Yet she started fingering herself instead of answering me. At the least, I decided to get up from my knees and stand up, so I'd be more comfortable when I asked her again.

After struggling to get up on my own, I managed to stand on my own feet. But before I could start addressing Aubrey again, I felt a tap on my shoulder.

When I turned, I felt Amy's lips on mine in short order.

Now she was the one tasting Aubrey on me - which I supposed was Aubrey's plan. That little...

But now it was Amy kissing me. The star of this set for six years, with one to go, was kissing me. One of the sweetest, smartest, funniest and most admirable women in the business was kissing me. And the second of my top two celebrity crushes was kissing me, while the first was masturbating to it.

Somehow, that was the final trigger to get me to join in.

After sharing a few more kisses with Amy, I helped her get out of her blue blazer. Her red top was then unbuttoned in short order, which I then opened up. I was met with a pink bra and a healthy amount of cleavage for my trouble.

As I heard Aubrey breathe harder next to us, I bent my head down to kiss the exposed sides of Amy's breasts. My right hand went on to cup her right cup, squeezing it before I kissed it at the center. I licked and teased it, but then Amy went a step further and slid her left hand right into my pants.

It was small enough to fit right in, and to grab my reformed erection as well. Now I was the one breathing heavily, although I still heard Aubrey groaning louder. I looked up and saw Amy with a knowing, sexy smirk and great amusement - and perhaps even pleasure - in her deep blue eyes.

On impulse, I cupped both her breasts with my hands. As full and firm as they felt, even with the bra still on, I knew it wouldn't be enough. Quickly, I tried to put my hand into her jeans, but it wouldn't fit, so I had to try and lower them down.

I got them unzipped and loose enough to lower them down just enough to expose her center. And it was exposed, since there was no underwear to be found. I wouldn't have pictured Amy as someone to go commando - or to do much of anything else we'd done so far - but I supposed Aubrey convinced her to go for it.

I went for it by inserting my left index finger into Amy. "Oh, I needed that...oh, that's a relief..." Amy moaned.

"Told you. You're gonna get fucked so good by those fingers..." Aubrey said. "We're both getting finger fucked so good, shit...I just got a big head start..."

Aubrey was frigging herself quite heavily in that chair, peering down at Amy stroking me inside my pants. She then looked at Amy's center, so I got my fingers back to work for the both of them. I watched Amy start to succumb, then saw Aubrey get even closer to release.

Fueled into my own frenzy, I fingered Amy faster and then vigorously kissed her neck. Amy threw her head back, as her halfway exposed chest pressed against me and her hand squeezed my cock. Between that, her moans and Aubrey getting louder, I suckled and fucked Amy in one big display.

"Fuck, fuck her, make her...oh, shit, me first!" Aubrey called out, giving me just enough time to turn and see her cum on her hand.

This made me distracted enough to slow down on Amy and give my hand a rest. Her hand loosened her grip on me too, as we both watched Aubrey ride through her orgasm. When she came crashing down, she leaned back on the chair and caught her breath, which it seemed we were all trying to do.




Recreational Activities



Aubrey was the first to stop, taking her fingers out of her pussy. She held them up and stood, getting herself to walk towards me. Getting an idea of what she wanted, I waited until her wet fingers went in front of my mouth, before licking them partly clean.

Aubrey licked the rest off as I went back to kiss Amy. When Amy was done tonguing and licking my mouth, I broke away to kiss Aubrey. Getting my second wind, my hand went back to work fucking Amy in the process.

"Oh Jesus..." Amy declared after me and Aubrey came apart. My hand went faster and harder while my free right hand went onto Amy's shoulder, rubbing her neck and her blonde hair. Amy squeezed my cock once more, but finally removed her hand from my pants - perhaps too lost in pleasure to help with mine.

But she wasn't too busy to turn her head towards Aubrey. Or lean in closer when she did. Or kiss her when their lips met.

The sight of these two beautiful, funny ladies softly kissing set something off in me. Call me a typical male. But this typical male pumped and curled his fingers even faster into Amy, watching her moan into Aubrey's mouth as I did so.

"Yeah! Oh, that's right there!" Amy babbled. I hadn't worked on her as much as me and Aubrey worked on Aubrey, and she took a while to cum. But who knows what Amy was doing while I was eating Aubrey out. Maybe that and my current work was bringing Amy closer to the edge now.

"Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay..." Amy kept saying. My thumb rubbed her, and then Aubrey reached down to thumb and rub her too. "Oh, fuck, okay!" this triggered Amy to say - and triggered much more than that.

Amy put her hands on my shoulders and leaned on them as she came on my hand. I just stood there and let it happen, not feeling so bad that I couldn't do this with Aubrey. As for Aubrey, she was lowering Amy's pants down lower, probably in case something dripped down onto them.

I pulled my fingers out afterwards, once again ready to lick up fingers dripping with juices and cum. But this time, these fingers were my own and I had a hand in getting them wet. Both Amy and Aubrey were nice enough to let me lick all of it up too.

When the dust settled, I looked at the ladies and could only say, "That's all of us, then."

"Right, so we all got the first one out of the way," Amy snapped back to it. "We're gonna need something better to sit in for the next round, though. Once we all get zipped up again, I know just the set for that."

After Amy and Aubrey got fully dressed again, Amy took the lead and led us through the studio. I followed her and Aubrey pretty much on autopilot, while contending with the bulge still in my pants. But me and the bulge stopped when Amy got us into the next old Parks and Rec set.

This was the set of Leslie Knope and Ben Wyatt's living room - complete with a couch that was much more ideal to sit in than the desk and chair. And ideal to sit in for other things, I now figured out.

I went over to the couch and felt it up, pretending to seriously test it. In the meantime, I began to hear stirrings -and things being unzipped - behind me. Steeling myself, I turned around to see Amy and Aubrey getting undressed again - and this time about to go all the way.

In a hurry, I threw my shirt off so things would be more balanced. But I only got my jeans unbuckled and my cock back out before the ladies were just about finished. Aubrey helped Amy get out of her bra just as I dropped my pants down.

The ladies were now standing side by side, fully naked. I'd seen Aubrey halfway naked already, but this was the first I saw of her topless. Her chest was fairly small, yet the shape and texture of her upper body still looked smooth and tight.

Amy was the direct opposite, with her fuller chest, curvier figure and lighter skin. But the contrasts only made the both of them even hotter. Yet they each had the same naughty, goosebump raising smiles and dark, seductive eyes to top it all off.

"You are both so beautiful," I found myself saying truthfully. I knew it years ago, but saying it and seeing it here really drove it home.

I stepped out of my pants as Amy and Aubrey stepped towards me. I backed up towards the couch and sat down, with Amy the first to meet me. Aubrey sat down nearby as Amy bent down to kiss me, and I cupped her breasts in return. When she finished, she said, "Maybe I'm no Aubrey, but..."

Without further verbal explanation, Amy backed off and then dropped to her knees, in front of me and the couch. She settled her body between my legs, then turned her attention to my cock. Grabbing hold of it again, only in open air now, she pumped it and slowly lowered her head down.

Drawing it out, Amy brushed her lips over my tip, then brushed her tongue over my slit. She finally wrapped her mouth on my shaft, before flattening her tongue and rubbing it up and down on me. Afterwards, she stuck out her tongue and licked every inch of me that she could, then went down to tongue my balls.

"Hmm. Aubrey was right on," Amy said. "Makes me wish even more she didn't get a head start, but..." She left it hanging again, then did the rest of the talking by bobbing on my cock. She held the bottom of my shaft while sucking harder and making it all the more wet.

Aubrey was such a whirlwind, it was unfair to measure Amy's mouth to hers. Amy was an energetic ball of sunshine on and off camera, so her enthusiasm here was already no surprise. Yet there was something almost soothing in how Amy sucked me down, and gave me licks and little kisses when she didn't.

The mere fact that Amy Poehler was sucking my cock was still a bit overwhelming, so I just laid back and followed the ride. My hand laid on her hair, but I didn't force her down like Aubrey had let me do. I was lost in my own little world as Amy swallowed, sucked, licked and pumped me, until she took her mouth and tongue off.

After a few more licks up and down, Amy sat up a bit more. Until her chest was level with my wet, throbbing erection. It all dawned on me just as Amy put her round tits around my shaft.

She used her hands to slide them up and down on me, then let go. Taking the invitation, I put my hands on Amy's breasts and jiggled them, my cock still trapped between them. Soon enough, I kept them still and started carefully fucking them myself.

Aubrey then reminded me she was still there by grasping my chin and turning my head around. She kissed me and I eventually joined back in, even with my cock still pumping.

Even with all the sensations I'd felt so far, the feel of kissing Aubrey while thrusting between Amy's breasts was right up there. It was almost topped by Aubrey breaking off and smirking at me while I fucked Amy's tits. But then Aubrey topped it again by reaching out and rubbing my exposed tip at the same time.

She let go long enough for Amy to stick her tongue out and lick my head. Aubrey promptly put her fingers back on my tip to rub it all in. This continued for a while until Aubrey got up and kneeled down besides Amy.

"You ready?" Aubrey asked at least one of us. Amy was the one who nodded and then got on all fours, to which Aubrey responded by putting her hand on her ass. She went down further and inserted a finger into her pussy, just as Amy took her tits off me and put her mouth back on.

Amy bobbled on me while Aubrey finger fucked her from behind, making the technique awfully clear. Once I started to thrust my hips, we were fucking Amy from both sides, although Aubrey kept going when Amy removed her mouth.

"You okay?" I asked. I knew pretty quickly that Aubrey could take stuff like this, but Amy was a wild card.

"Not too shabby," she answered. "That makes two of us," she gazed down at me while saying. She kissed my head a few times and took it deeper in her mouth each time, then plunged down as Aubrey switched hands behind her.

I put my hand through Amy's hair and resumed pumping her mouth, while Aubrey traded hands on her pussy. She was working it pretty hard with both of them, so between that and my efforts, Amy popped off pretty out of breath.

"All right, it's all good! Yeesh...I could use a sit down," Amy said. Aubrey took her hands off and went back on the couch, followed by Amy giving me a final suck and lick before getting on her feet. She then found a place to sit down.

After settling on my lap, Amy raised her hips and I took that cue to place my wet cock under her folds. I almost asked if she was ready, like Aubrey did, yet Amy was ahead of me. She sunk down and let my head enter her, so I now hoped I was the ready one. 

I rested my head back, watching Amy take me in and look pleased with herself in the process. "So this was on your final season bucket list?" I had to ask.

"I know. It sets an unfair bar for the rest of it," Amy joked. "But Rashida wasn't available to get back this week, so I didn't get everything. Maybe next time."

I guess adding her was too much to ask for. But... "Next time?" I caught on to.

"Well, you, me, Aubrey and Rashida is out for now. That leaves you, me and Rashida, you and Aubrey yourselves, and you and me. Depends on her what I can do with you next," Amy informed. "But let's cross off what and who's available right now."

The logic got more irrefutable when Amy came all the way down. She rested against me and I put my arms around her as she began rocking on me. She kissed me slow and warm, setting an almost romantic tone into the mix.

Our lips and tongues rubbed together as I began thrusting into her, resting my hands on her ass. They went up her back as all our respective parts went a little faster. Before long, our kisses got deeper and hotter, as Amy's went from sweet to horny in short order.

She rode me harder and broke away to kiss down my neck, like I had done with her. I held her and fucked her tight while letting her lips and tongue rub my neck, until my hands brushed the sides of her boobs. Getting her to sit upright, I put my head against her chest, only this time a bra wasn't in the way.

My left hand went down to rub her pussy while I went back and forth sucking her tits. After coming off them, I felt a nibble of my own on my ear - Aubrey reintroducing herself.

"Just a little longer and then I want in. Okay?" Aubrey stated.

"Come on, do you have to put a clock on it?" Amy asked in between her heaving, and my rubbing and fucking. "I'm technically still the boss of you, you know!"

"I'll make it worth your while, trust me. I got you this far," Aubrey reminded. "You might as well do less talking, more fucking in the meantime." She did have a point.

"Well, in that case..." Amy all but rolled her eyes. However, I almost rolled mine for different reasons, once Amy doubled her efforts riding me. She rocked her hips and held me tight all over, pushing me against the couch.

Now it was her turn to kiss my ear, as I held onto her waist and tried to have my hips keep up with hers. It was largely a losing battle. Especially when she whispered, "You like that? You thought about doing that all this time? With her too?"

I let out something close to a yes, or maybe it was a squeak. Either way, it made Amy put her face back up against mine. For this make out session, we started out hot and heavy, and then it started getting slower.

I rested my right hand into her hair while my left found room to hold her breast, squeezing it as our lips kept gliding together. That hand slid back down to her center by the time we finished our longest kiss. Finally, Amy gave me one more lingering lip lock and squeeze around my cock.

I managed to reach up for one more kiss before she started pulling back. "You want to follow that? All yours," Amy announced. She got herself off me and went to my right, sitting down right next to Aubrey, who was now sliding back towards me.

I was still getting the Amy haze out of my brain, unable to focus completely on Aubrey. She didn't say a word, yet she got my attention by putting her hand on my upper leg. 

When I looked up at her, she smiled ever so slowly, laid her hand on my cock and bore the full weight of her irresistible eyes on me, putting me back in an Aubrey haze.

That gaze made me give in when she closed the gap between us, kissing me and stroking me all at once. But she let go of my cock, only to put me on my back and put herself on top of the rest of me. "Now you can really fuck me," she let me know.

Aubrey settled herself against me and I managed to start pushing in. I wrapped my arms around her waist as she grinded on me, laying her head against my neck. From this angle, I could see Amy watching us from the other end of the couch.

"Amy, I enjoyed my big show, you enjoy yours right now," Aubrey said. It probably wasn't wise to linger on Amy, so I put my focus back on Aubrey. We kissed and I got my first feel of her breasts, which got easier when she sat straight up to ride me.

"Come on, use those hands on me," Aubrey requested. Per that, I cupped her breasts and rubbed my thumbs over her nipples. "Oh, fuck...little lower," she responded, so my thumbs went underneath her boobs. But I knew she meant lower than that.

I kept my right hand on her chest while my left drifted towards her pussy. It had a clear target to rub and stroke, to go along with my thrusts inside her. Aubrey countered by putting her hands on my chest and nipples, resting on them while pumping her hips against mine.

When both my hands went between her legs, Aubrey let out a guttural moan. I thought I heard one behind us from Amy at the same time. Regardless, I got ready to take Aubrey by surprise.

Once Aubrey took her hands off my chest, I lifted myself up to sit up straight. Putting my arms around Aubrey to steady myself, our hips stopped thrusting as we adjusted to the new position. I didn't stay in it long before I tried to spin myself around and take her with me.

Getting the idea, Aubrey made it easier for me and got off, putting herself on her back. In no time, I laid myself on top of her and quickly thrust back inside her. Going faster than before, I kissed all around her face, ear and neck before landing back on her lips.

Aubrey merely let out a series of moans along the way, bucking her hips back on me. Just as she let out a "Fuck, yes..." I felt a hand on my ass. I couldn't make myself stop, however, so I kept fucking Aubrey all while Amy squeezed and rubbed my ass. Apparently both her and Leslie Knope were butt girls.

She even had room to brush my balls, which only made me pump deeper into Aubrey. No matter what made me do it, however, Aubrey was on board. "Uh huh...just what I wanted..." Aubrey groaned.

"That so?" I teased.

"Yeah...just one more thing before we cum," Aubrey warned. "But I wanna fuck you some more here first." Who was I to object?

Despite being below me, Aubrey moved her hips fast enough to start taking control. She also took over putting her hands on my ass, helping me pump forward. I just watched her face contort and get lost in pleasure - one of the many things that threatened to make my pleasure overflow.

But before it got too close to that, Aubrey said, "All right, that's enough. Time for the one more thing."

Yet again, I made myself slow down and hold back, until I could get myself off of Aubrey. I stood up and let her do the same - then she wound up standing in front of a no longer masturbating Amy.

"I don't think you should do that yourself anymore," Aubrey told her. Amy sat herself up in front of her, only for Aubrey to part her legs, get herself on all fours and place her head between those legs.

"Hold on, are you..." Amy looked speechless for once.

"You're gonna tell me Tina never does this for you? You can kid me, but not all three of us," Aubrey said in her typical deadpan. It seemed to do the trick, at least enough for Aubrey to turn her head back to me. "Now that that's settled, get back there and help me out."

Quickly seeing how she wanted me to help, I stood behind her and slid back into her waiting pussy. After I started fucking her from behind, Aubrey put her head down and worked over Amy in front.

Amy still looked a little nervous - which was way weird on someone like her. Yet when Aubrey's tongue began its work, it all melted away. I could relate, and she looked at me and saw that as well.

"Come on, fuck me harder so I can eat her harder," Aubrey said against Amy. "Amy, you can fuck me harder at any time too."

"Well, at least I have permission," Amy said, sounding like her usual can-do self.

Inspired, I grasped Aubrey's hips and pumped my cock deeper into her, while watching her back her ass against me and watching what I could of her eating Amy. Watching Amy start to give in and put her hands on Aubrey and her own chest also helped me along. 

Amy arched her hips up soon after, as we were officially fucking Aubrey from both ends like Amy went through. Of course, my position was a little different, but it was still a good different. Especially with Aubrey clenching my shaft and making loud, muffled noises on Amy's center.

"Come on, fuck me all over. I want it...you do too," Aubrey got out, staring intently at Amy and then me.

"She's got us there," I dared to suggest to Amy.

"Don't tell us what to...oh, fuck hell," Amy moaned, thanks in part to Aubrey. "Okay, now I'm telling you, fuck her hand. We both want it hard..."

Putting a hand under Aubrey, I rubbed her while I fucked her harder, trusting it would make her devour Amy harder. From the sounds Amy was making and from her moving hips, it seemed like the theory was sound.

Yet Aubrey was making the bigger noises. "Oh, that's it, fuck me!" she said before loudly eating Amy again. "With the hard cock, wet pussy, whatever!" Well, it would certainly be hard to think of her as emotionless and energy free again. Among other things.

"That hard cock ready to go yet?" Amy asked.

"Gonna get there at this rate," I groaned through. Aubrey's bucking certainly helped make it a conservative estimate.

"Okay, pull out," Amy instructed. Before Aubrey could object, Amy put a hand on her hair and pushed her hips up. "She got all your cum already. I...fuck, I think you should share it this time. But first things first...get those fingers up there and follow my lead this time."

It seemed Amy was putting herself back in charge - something one questioned at their own peril. I didn't feel that foolish, so I took my cock out - which was probably the best way to keep it contained - and put my fingers in instead. I finger fucked her while Amy grinded herself onto Aubrey's face, which muffled any complaints or groans.

"All right, you got it," Amy praised. "Now make me cum. One of you is gonna make me cum...Aubrey, you got dibs..."

To help her along, my fingers curled into her while my free hand rubbed her ass. A brief little spank made her muffled groans louder, so I felt free to give her a few more taps. Before she asked for more, I put that hand under her and tweaked her nipples next.

"Now we're talking!" Aubrey brought her head up to catch her breath.

"Save the talking after the cumming!" Amy ordered. To that end, Aubrey went back down on her and then held onto her tits. She squeezed them and gave Amy the extra push forward, while I hoped my fingers and pinches did the same for Aubrey.

"Oh, crap on a...both of you...fuck me, fuck me, yes!" Amy called, seeming to make a breakthrough. I let myself watch for a moment, burned it into my memory and then removed my fingers. As Aubrey lapped up Amy in front, I would do it to her from behind.

Getting on my knees behind Aubrey, I pressed my face into her and ate away. I hoped that this maneuver, combined with Aubrey receiving Amy's juices, would push her over to release her own. Grasping her hips and wiggling my tongue all over her hopefully helped too.

I heard deep breathing from Aubrey, so perhaps that was a good sign. However, a much better one came and went all over my mouth a short time later.




Recreational Activities



Aubrey quieted down by the time I finished licking her, and Amy sounded still for once too. I finally released Aubrey and got back on my feet, which prompted Aubrey to get up and go sit next to Amy again. Once they were settled, I walked over to them with my still prominent, but less sensitive erection waving in front of them.

"So that's two for you guys," I counted. "And Amy said she wanted me to share..."

"Way to keep track of continuity," Amy teased. "That and..." She finished by pointing to my still wet, tinged with Aubrey mouth.

She helped me clean it off by getting up and kissing me. After I joined in the next one, she sat back down and spent the next few seconds sucking me off. When that was done, she said, "Aubrey, no need to leave you out," before leaning over and kissing her.

Once Aubrey kissed herself and myself off of Amy, it was her turn to get up and kiss me. A few kisses later, it was her turn to suck and lube up my cock. After that was done, it was Amy's turn to start stroking it.

Aubrey let her hand rest on my balls in the meantime. Yet that job then went to Amy after Aubrey took over stroking my shaft. Their stroking, cupping and impatience to see me cum was now just about ready to be rewarded.

"Oh, Jesus..." I held out just a while longer. "I guess I can't get any on the set...so..."

Amy bent down to suck me one more time, then Aubrey followed even harder. It was Amy who held me and wound up pointing me at her breasts, by the time I finally started shooting off.

After connecting with each of Amy's tits, Aubrey took a hold of me and bent down. I got a few strands right on her face before striking Aubrey's open mouth. However, Amy seized me and got the last of it into her mouth.

Nevertheless, the end result left the rest of my cum on Amy's chest and Aubrey's face. I didn't know if I was in danger of passing out from that beautiful sight, or from the orgasm itself. But somehow, I stayed conscious regardless.

The ever prepared Aubrey got to her pants, pulling out a tissue. She wiped her face clean, but decided to make Amy clean by rubbing my cum deeper on her breasts, then licking it off. Amy just smiled, and I probably would have too if I recovered in time.

I stayed still while the ladies gathered their clothes. Before they started putting them back on, I finally spoke, "So this is only the first bucket list thing with me you crossed out, huh?"

Amy and Aubrey just kept smiling, and now I added a smile of my own.

No matter how the actual episodes turned out, I knew Parks and Rec would go off with a bang. Now it seemed this was just the first big one.

THE END



Recreational Purposes



Maggie woke up in an amorous mood that morning. She bounded out of bed, fed the kids breakfast and got them off to the school bus in record time. She was looking forward to jumping back in bed with her husband when he entered the kitchen. Maggie was disappointed to see Keith had already showered and dressed.

“You’re going in early?” she asked dejectedly.  “Yeah, I have a meeting at 8:30 sharp, and I still have a few things to prepare,” Keith said. 

Maggie walked up behind him and pressed her body against his back.

“Just five minutes. I’ll make it worth your while,” she said.

“I can’t, Mag, I really have to get out of here. Can you fix me a cup of coffee?” Keith asked as he stood fixing his tie. When he was finished, he pulled her arms from around his waist and said, “Tonight, I promise.”

Maggie sighed. She took a travel mug down from the cupboard and poured coffee into it. There was no mistaking the pout on her face.

“Who’s the dumbass who scheduled an 8:30 meeting?” she grumbled.

“I did. I have a million things to do today, and I want to get them all done so I can forget about work and enjoy the weekend.”

Maggie finished preparing Keith’s coffee and handed him the mug. 

“Just the way you like it,” she said with a not so convincing smile.

Keith glanced at the coffee maker on the counter. Beside it was a clear plastic bottle containing a white liquid. His eyes darted to the sink. Maggie’s breastpump rested there, waiting to be washed. Keith felt his balls lurch and tighten inside his pants. 

He stole a glance at Maggie’s chest. Her pajama top jutted out where her erect nipples were. Keith exhaled heavily, knowing he had to leave the house before he changed his mind. He bent down and kissed Maggie quickly on the lips. 

“I’ll try not to be too late.”

“Okay,” Maggie said quietly. She sounded so sad that Keith stopped on his way across the kitchen to look back at her.

“Oh, hon, I’m sorry. Maybe you could take care of the situation yourself,” he suggested.

“No… I should go to the grocery store,” Maggie said.

“Suit yourself,” Keith said. He knew she was lying. She would be masturbating before he pulled out of the driveway. Keith hesitated by the door. He caught her eye, but Maggie seemed embarrassed and avoided his stare.

“Go to work!” she snapped at him.

“Alright, alright.” Keith said. As he walked through the door he called over his shoulder, “Save a little something for me.”

“Good bye!” Maggie called out firmly.

She waited until she heard Keith drive away before going upstairs to the bedroom. She knew Keith was aware that she masturbated when he wasn’t home. Occasionally, Maggie would leave him a voice mail message at work to let him know she had just pleasured herself. But today, Maggie decided to not share her plans. She figured if Keith was going to run off to work and leave her in that state, she wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of knowing she was about to roll around their bed with a vibrating tool shoved up her pussy.

Maggie went directly to her dresser and opened the second drawer. She fumbled through underwear and socks until she found a life-sized pink dildo. She rolled it across her palm and stroked the smooth, long shaft with her fingertips. Not exactly what I had in mind, but it will do for now, she thought to herself.

Maggie pulled off her pajamas and settled herself on the bed. She looked down at her breasts. Motherhood had been kind to her. They had always been large, but after two children, her breasts were now downright huge. Maggie squeezed them until tiny white dots of milk appeared against her dark brown nipples. She bent her head forward and licked at the sweet milk she had just expressed. It truly was delicious. She could understand why Keith was so obsessed with it. 

She giggled quietly. It was their little secret, hers and Keith’s. Their youngest child was in the first grade. Maggie was lactating strictly for recreational purposes now. Between pumping and Keith’s frequent suckling, her milk supply was as plentiful as when the children were infants.

Spreading her legs, Maggie reached down and gently traced circles on the delicate skin surrounding her clit. She picked up the dildo, put it in her mouth and sucked on it until it was coated with her saliva. Removing the toy from her mouth, Maggie turned the dial on the bottom. It buzzed quietly in her hands. She inserted the pink rubber toy into her mouth again, pushing it until it reached the back of her throat. The vibrations sent waves of excitement through her body. Maggie felt her clit begin to pulse.

She nearly jumped off the bed when the dog began barking downstairs. Then the doorbell rang.

“Oh, crap!” Maggie exclaimed aloud. She had forgotten that it was her turn to have the girls over for Friday morning coffee.

“Be down in a minute!” she called cheerfully down the stairs. But she wasn’t thrilled at the thought of having company, not at this particular moment at least. Maggie’s friends had let themselves in and were already gossiping in the living room below her. She got up and put the dildo back in the dresser, slamming the drawer shut in frustration. It would have to wait. She dressed quickly and went downstairs.

After several cups of coffee, a muffin and two hours of girl talk, Maggie’s mood had improved. She decided she would go to the grocery store and run some errands. While she was in her bedroom brushing her hair, Maggie looked over at the second dresser drawer. She had already waited this long. Why not let it build until Keith was home from work, and the kids were fast asleep? 

The children came bursting into the house just as Maggie was putting away the last of the groceries. They were having a snack and telling her about their day at school when the phone rang.

It was Maggie’s mother calling to see if she could take the children for the evening. Maggie couldn’t believe her luck. Why hadn’t she thought of that herself? The kids were so excited that they didn’t even argue when Maggie told them to get washed up and put on clean clothes.

When her mother came by for the kids, Maggie did her best to contain her enthusiasm. 

“Tomorrow’s Saturday, so don’t worry about getting them home early,” she hinted. She waved good bye as they drove away, then checked her watch. There would be enough time to shower and change before Keith got home. The day was turning out better than she had expected.

Keith pulled into the driveway at 6:15 pm, earlier than he had anticipated. Traffic had been surprisingly light for a Friday. Grabbing his laptop bag out of the passenger seat, he got out of the car and headed for the house. It felt good to be home. Keith opened the back door and entered the kitchen. 

"Honey! You're home!" Maggie threw her arms in the air animatedly. He couldn't help but laugh. She liked to make a big deal out of his return from work. It had become somewhat of a joke between them, and he secretly loved it. Running across the living room and into the kitchen, she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. He felt himself smiling through the kiss. What a wonderful way to end the week. 

He held her tightly and felt her melt into his strong arms. When their lips parted, she smiled up at him. Her gaze fell squarely on his face. Her soulful brown eyes revealed the love she felt for him. But Keith saw something else there tonight. He knew what the penetrating look meant, and as they held each other, he felt a lustful surge coming over him. He cocked his head to one side as if listening for something. The house was unusually quiet.

"They're with my mom. She’s taking them out for pizza and a movie," she said in answer to the question that he hadn't even had a chance to ask. "They won’t be home until nine." She leaned into him again and gave him one of those long, wet kisses that sent shivers up his spine. Maggie slipped her tongue softly inside his mouth. God, she thought, I have been waiting all day for this. Now that Keith was home, the longing Maggie had felt since he left for work that morning gave way to a feeling of excitement, a fluttering in her stomach and aching between her legs. 

"How was your meeting?" she asked sweetly, pulling his neatly pressed shirt out of his pants. She ran her hands up Keith’s chest, brushing by his nipples and up to his shoulders. She drew her fingernails over his skin with just enough pressure to make Keith groan and then laugh softly. Bending down, Keith kissed and nibbled her neck. He playfully pulled up Maggie’s skirt and grabbed her ass. She giggled and tried to squirm away from him, but Keith was much stronger than she was. One arm held her firmly against his chest while his other hand wrestled into her bikini panties. He squeezed her firm ass and forced his hand around to her front to probe between her legs. His eyes opened wide. Her panties were damp and as he explored her he realized how incredibly wet she was.

“The meeting was fine. Did you have an enjoyable morning?” Keith winked at her as he asked the question. 

“The girls came by for coffee,” Maggie said. Keith rolled his eyes. “I never got around to fixing the situation,“ she continued. Now Keith was getting excited. His wife was a woman with needs, and she could be ferocious in her pursuit of satisfying those needs. The thought of Maggie unleashing her pent up sexual energy on him was definitely arousing. 

“I know you just walked through the door, but the kids aren’t home… are you too tired from your long day at work to fuck my brains out?” she asked innocently. Her eyelids fluttered up at him like tiny butterflies. Keith threw his head back and groaned. He loved it when she talked dirty. He grabbed her by the hand and practically dragged her upstairs.

It was a cool evening and a breeze blew through their bedroom windows. Moving toward the bed, Maggie pulled her sweater off over her head to reveal her black bra. Keith stopped in the middle of the room to look at her. She had a lovely figure, curves everywhere, and large creamy white breasts. The setting sun cast an orange glow and illuminated the room just enough so he could see the outline of her erect nipples through the bra. 

“Let me help you with these clothes,” she said to him as she peeled his white oxford off. She pressed against him again, this time licking at his right nipple while her hand found its way to the left. Keith stood still, allowing her to play with his chest. 

“Uhhhh,” he breathed heavily as she bit down on his nipple. His chest was devoid of hair, shaved so it was smooth and revealed his well-defined muscles. Before they were married, she had asked him once if she could shave his chest for him. He had been somewhat nervous about this, but agreed. She drew a hot bath for him and made him recline in the tub. After stripping naked and stepping in after him, she had kneeled in between his legs and lathered up his chest with shaving cream. Maggie carefully shaved every strand of hair off his chest and abdomen. Keith remembered the overpowering urge to reach out and touch her breasts, but every time he moved his hand, she gently pushed it away. She meticulously shaved him and lavished attention on every inch of his chest. 

Then she had made him sit on the edge of the tub while she shaved his balls. He remembered the contrasting sensations, the coolness of the shaving cream and the warmth of her fingers as she gently worked away at his delicate skin. Once he was shorn, she had pleasured him orally. Maggie shaved him from that day on.

Maggie lay down on her back sideways across the bed and hung her head over the edge. She grabbed at Keith’s legs and pulled him close to her. He hastily unzipped his pants. Pushing down his boxers, he positioned himself directly in front of her mouth. Her dark eyes shone up at him as she lapped at his balls and wet his cock with her pink tongue. Grasping his cock in one hand, Maggie guided it into her mouth, her fingers meeting her lips so they carressed him in one warm, fluid motion. 

“Oh, Mag, that feels so good,” Keith whispered. He rocked his hips back and forth in time with her gentle strokes. He looked down at Maggie on the bed. She was lying with her long legs slightly bent at the knees, her body completely relaxed except for her hands which reached over her head to touch him. If Keith hadn’t been able to see and feel his cock sliding into Maggie’s mouth, he might have thought she was sleeping.

“Mmmmm.” Maggie hummed as she sucked, causing her mouth and tongue to vibrate softly on Keith’s slick cock. Keith groaned and rocked his pelvis faster. He pumped his cock into her mouth for a few minutes before Maggie pulled it out. She stroked him with both hands, keeping them in continual motion, and kissed and licked his balls. 

“Do you like that, honey?” Maggie asked.

“You know I do,” Keith replied. “Suck my balls…”

Maggie drew Keith’s balls into her mouth and teased them with her tongue. Her head was completely between his legs now. Keith could feel her nose bumping into the tender area beneath his balls. Every time she exhaled, a burst of warm air passed over his asshole. 

She released his balls and pulled his stiff cock down to her mouth again. Keith groaned deeply as she held his ass cheeks in her hands to guide him into her mouth. 

“Mag, oh Maggie, yeah, suck me…”

Maggie dug her nails into Keith’s ass, forcing him deep into her mouth. With one quick swallow, all seven and a half inches of him slipped easily down into her throat.

“Oh, fuck, yes!”

Keith looked down to see that the entire length of his cock had disappeared into Maggie’s mouth. He shuddered in ecstasy. This was just one of Maggie’s talents that drove him crazy. Keith squinted at his wife in the darkening room. He wasn’t sure, but he thought he could see a bulge in her throat as she swallowed his thick, hard cock. Each time he entered her mouth, Keith could feel her lips pushing up against his pubic bone. She was salivating so heavily now that she had to slurp to keep from choking. Keith grunted and panted with pleasure. Maggie continued sucking him deep into her throat until she felt his cock begin to twitch.

“Do you want to cum in my mouth, babe?” she asked.

“No. You know what I want.” 

Maggie rolled over onto her stomach and leaned on her elbows. She looked at Keith lovingly.

“So come and get it.”

He sat on the edge of the bed to pull off his shoes and kick off his pants. He caught Maggie by one arm and pulled her close. Kneeling together on the bed, they kissed again, their arms wrapped around one another tightly.

He tugged at her panties, pulling them down her legs and tossed them aside. Keith slid his hand between her thighs. Using the juices that were dripping from her pussy, Keith lightly stroked her clit. Maggie gave a little cry. She clung to him as his finger teased her. Unable to wait any longer, she pushed Keith down onto the bed and straddled him.

She put her mouth close to his ear and whispered. 

“I didn’t pump this afternoon… my breasts are practically bursting.”

Keith groaned aloud. Maggie sat up and proudly stuck her full breasts out for him to see. There were two damp spots on her bra over each nipple. She was leaking.

“Oh, Maggie…” Keith said lustfully. He pulled the straps off her shoulders and peeled the bra down to free her swollen breasts. He cupped one in each of his hands and softly squeezed them, using his thumbs and index fingers to pinch her nipples.

“Ooooh, honey, be careful. If you keep pinching them like that, there is going to be milk everywhere,” Maggie teased. Keith laughed and squeezed her tits even harder. Maggie reached behind her and unhooked her bra. She tossed it on the floor then leaned down to speak softly in his ear once more.

“Are you hungry, baby? Do you want to drink mommy’s milk?” Maggie whispered naughtily.

“Oh, yeah, give it to me!”

Maggie rocked against Keith’s hips a few times, then raised herself up on her knees. Grasping his stiff cock in one hand, she held it steady while she lowered herself down onto him. 

“Mmm, baby, you feel so good,” Maggie said. She moved forward and back on Keith, riding him like a cowboy. Maggie looked directly into his eyes and rubbed her breasts. She knew he liked to watch her touch them.

“Close your eyes,” Maggie said softly. Keith shut his eyes and waited. He knew what would come next. He thought about it every day. He daydreamed about it at work and in the car. The anticipation made his cock grow rock hard. As Maggie rode him faster and faster, she moaned in delight. Her pussy was sopping wet now, and the sounds of her body moving against his filled the room.

“Please, please, Mag,” Keith moaned without opening his eyes.

And then he felt it. Tiny jets of warm milk hit him in the face and large drops fell on his bare chest. His breath caught in his throat and Keith opened his eyes. The lashes of his right eye were sticky and her milky discharge clouded his vision. He quickly reached forward and grasped her breasts to help her squeeze the milk out.

“Open your mouth, baby,” Maggie said in between gasps.

Keith opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out slightly. Pinching her nipples, Maggie sprayed milk from the left breast directly into his mouth. Keith heaved with excitement. When he could hold no more of the sweet liquid, he swallowed and presented his open mouth again.

“I want to suck them. I want to drink all your milk while you fuck me!” 

Maggie helped Keith pile pillows behind his back, then leaned forward to dangle her breasts in his face. He fondled her milk-laden tits, which were still dripping milk onto his chest. Then he took one breast in his mouth. His tongue licked at her nipple, circling and teasing it. Maggie dug her arm under Keith’s neck and cradled his head. She held him firmly while he suckled at one breast and cupped the other one in his hand.

“That’s it, yes, suck my tit!” Maggie cried. Keith took her entire nipple and areola into his mouth and sucked. Maggie moaned loudly. She could feel a squeezing sensation in her breast as her milk let down into Keith’s waiting mouth. The release felt wonderful. Sighing in pleasure, she pushed her pussy hard down onto Keith’s fully erect cock.

Keith needed to swallow repeatedly to keep up with the breastmilk that was gushing out of Maggie’s full tit. His mouth never lost contact with her warm skin, all the time sucking and swallowing her sweet milk. Maggie held his head close to her bosom and showered his head and neck with kisses. She rode him while Keith thrust his hips up and down, causing the lovers to move in unison.

“Oh, Keith… honey, that feels so good, don’t stop,” Maggie said with urgency. She was very close to climax. She dug her nails into the back of Keith’s head and held him firmly against her breast.

“Oh, fuck, don’t stop! You’re going to make me cum,” Maggie cried. Keith groaned in response, his mouth full of her luscious juice. He had been on the verge of orgasm since she squirted breastmilk in his face. Now he was just waiting for Maggie to reach her peak before he erupted inside her.

Maggie spread her legs wide to allow Keith to penetrate her as deep as possible. Keith felt the tip of his cock bumping against Maggie’s cervix, and knew he couldn’t get any further inside her. He thrust his hips upwards again and again, and marveled at the response it caused in Maggie. 

“Yes, harder, harder, fuck me harder!” she cried. Her thighs began to quiver. Keith sucked furiously at her right breast and squeezed the left, which was dripping milk in a steady stream now. The sticky liquid dribbled down Maggie’s breast and onto Keith’s body, ultimately mingling with the juices that were accumulating between their legs and on the sheets.

“Oh god, yes… I’m gonna cum, baby!” Maggie screamed. She pressed her mouth against Keith’s ear. “Bite me!” she ordered him through clenched teeth.




Recreational Purposes



Keith bit down hard on her nipple as Maggie’s orgasm washed over her body. Jets of breastmilk shot into his mouth, hitting him in the back of the throat. He couldn’t hold back anymore. Pushing his cock as far as he could into Maggie’s convulsing body, Keith blasted his cum inside her. He clung to Maggie desperately with one arm as his cock erupted several more times inside of her.

Maggie’s body began to go limp as her orgasm subsided. She collapsed into Keith’s arms. She pressed her lips to his smooth, muscular chest over and over. They lay holding each other silently for a long time.

Maggie slid off of her husband and snuggled up beside him in their bed. She nestled her head under Keith’s arm and reached down to caress his balls.

“So, are you hungry?” she asked.

“Actually, no. I’m feeling rather full,” Keith laughed.

Maggie giggled and gave his balls a quick squeeze. “Seriously, I got two huge rib eyes at the butcher’s today,” she said.

“Mmm, I love steak,” Keith said.

“I know you do.” Maggie kissed him tenderly on the lips. “Why don’t you rest for awhile? I’ll call you when dinner’s ready.” She got out of bed and pulled on a sweatshirt and a pair of jeans.

“No panties?” Keith asked.

“I would just have to take them off again after dinner…” Maggie teased.

A broad smile spread over Keith’s face. 

“Wow, an appetizer, dinner and dessert?” he asked. He crossed his arms behind his head and watched Maggie as she made her way across the bedroom to the door. “What’s the occasion?”

“No occasion, honey. It’s just Friday.”

Maggie blew Keith a kiss and went downstairs to make dinner. Keith stretched out on the bed and drifted off to sleep. He awoke some time later and wondered if he should wait for her to call up the stairs for him. Keith decided he could not wait. He roused himself out of bed, lured downstairs by the smell of steaks on the grill and the woman who was cooking them.