6 comments/ 225130 views/ 16 favorites Janice By: Jakey All in all, I consider myself to be a pretty good judge of character. I rarely make mistakes when it comes to first impressions, and I like to think that I am fair and nonjudgmental when others meet me, too. I'm pretty easygoing, and I like to put people at ease when they make my acquaintance. That's probably why I have a fair number of friends, and people generally trust me and confide in me. By the same token, I've made my share of mistakes and have had my share of successes as have we all. And also, like everyone else, there are parts of your life that you enjoy reliving and parts you'd wish you'd never experienced. But if you think back on your life they are, on a few rare occasions, one in the same. I met Janice through friends about 2 years ago. She is a very attractive woman, a real knockout about 5'3" tall with light brown hair and green eyes. Her figure was perfectly balanced to the rest of her body, nice enough up top, nice legs, etc. When I met her for the first time we hit it off, but she was involved with someone so I pursued it no further. I never met her SO Chris and I wondered why since she was quite a prize. She was a great dancer and looked absolutely adorable in her typical flowered sundress. Not to mention she was well read, well traveled, and had a very cosmopolitan demeanor. It was clear to anyone that met her that she was not some girl next door; she was a social butterfly and could light up a room just by walking by. During the winter she had a falling out with Chris. A few months later, I was unattached so I asked her out & she gave me the typical "let's just go out as friends" routine. I obliged her and treated her to a walk on the beach and a nice dinner at my favorite Chinese place. I fumbled through my chopsticks and enjoyed the conversation decidedly more than the food. She was also fluent in 4 languages, one of them Chinese, which made dinner interesting since she could actually order in Chinese. I was quite impressed. I don't live that far from the beach, and we had parked at my house, so we started back to my place. It was a beautiful spring evening and the salt from the beach filled the air with that unmistakable brackish scent. "Jakey, I loved that restaurant," she said. "It reminds me of a Chinese place back home." Despite our dinnertime conversation, the past didn't come up much. "And where might that be?" I asked. "Far away. Minneapolis." "Yikes! Chilly winters, eh?" "Yeah, but not so bad when you have someone to share them with," she smiled. "Here we are," I explained. "Tera." We laughed at the mockery of my less than palatial estate. I bought a "fixer upper" house several years earlier. It's still a fixer upper. "I think it looks great!" she said. "Want to come in? I have running water, floors, all the toys." I could tell by the way she turned her head away the answer was no, but that was OK. We were going out as friends. "Jake, let's not confuse this. We're friends and I don't want to ruin that." "Hey, fair enough, Janice. I had a great time and maybe we can do it again." "Yeah, sure, we can. I just need to..." she trailed off. "Umm, what?" "Well, it's a long complicated story. Let's leave well enough alone for now, OK?" "You got it. I'm going to be out of town for a few weeks, Janice. Do you want to get together when I get back. Dinner?" "Yes, I do, Jakey. Sounds good to me." "OK, I'll give you a call when I get back into town." As I bent over and gave her a kiss on the cheek I thought to myself, "She's never going to go out with me again." But that was OK, too. We were still friends and that was important to both of us. * * * * * For the next two weeks I caught myself thinking about her quite often. I was really looking forward to going out with her again and I was anxious to see if she would want to oblige me. The evening I arrived back home, I pushed the front door open, careful not to dislodge it from its hinges. On the floor, amidst a pile of junk mail and bills, was a yellow envelope with "Jakey" on it. I opened it up and it was a card sprayed with perfume, or at least it smelled like it was. It was blank except for the inscription: Jake Hope you had a safe business trip. I never thanked you for dinner. Thanks, Janice PS Give me a call when you have some free time. Free time? For a hottie like her all my time was free time. But not to seem overly anxious, I waited til about 9:00 pm to nonchalantly give her a call. I got her answering machine and left a message that I was indeed, back home safe and sound and to call me back when she had a chance. About 10:45 the phone rang. "Oh, I hope I'm not calling too late," she said. "No, no not at all. Still unpacking. What are you up to?" "Just thinking about having dinner again. You may think I acted like a real jerk the other day refusing to come into your house, but I have my reasons. I am at a point where I really need to trust people to get close to them, and that takes time." "Janice, you don't have to explain. That's fine. Take all the time you need. We're just friends, right?" "Yeah, well, that's the part that I didn't plan on. I mean, we've known each other for over a year, but we have always been just friends." "I know what you mean. But I do have to admit that I am attracted to you. I like you and I am attracted to you." "I'm attracted to you, too, Jake, but there are so many things that you don't know about me. I'm afraid that you would have a hard time if you knew..." "Knew what? That you took drugs a few times? You've been arrested? I can live with that stuff, but if you had something to do with that Lindberg baby thing, I mean, that's going to be a whole other ballgame" I laughed out loud. "How do you do that?" "Do what?" "I'm trying to...oh, forget it!" she chuckled under her breath. "You're not serious very often are you?!" "I am when I have to be, but not usually by choice." "What are you doing tomorrow night?" she asked. "Probably something with you by the sound of it." "I'll be over at 8:00," she laughed. "See you then." And that's how it stayed for about 3 months. We'd have dinner, see a movie, a play, whatever. We simply and incredibly enjoyed each other's company. She was witty, intelligent, fun. I was starting to fall for her. We talked a lot about animals, art, people's prejudices, kids, architecture. We covered innumerable topics and found that we had, for the most part, pretty similar views. I mean, about as similar as they will be for any two progressive-type thinkers. One Saturday afternoon she drove up in her little '60's vintage Corvette convertible, sunglasses and bonnet notwithstanding. She had no idea how good she looked. I was in the middle of a "house project," but twisting my arm was an art she had honed to a fine perfection. "Where we goin'?" I asked. "Just hop in. My turn to take you out." We drove for about an hour way out of town, up the coastline. Eventually we pulled off onto a side road and slipped into what appeared to be a deserted golf course or field of some kind. "I used to live near here," she explained. "My private party area. I love to come here because there's usually no one else around. Great place to read." She opened the trunk and took out a wicker basket and the requisite checkered red & white tablecloth. We spread it down & unpacked the goodies which included an excellent '85 Chianti. The first bottle was gone in what seemed like minutes. Good conversation is a time accelerant, it seems. As she opened the second one, she asked, "Have you ever had the wrong idea about someone?" "Oh, no here we go again. Janice, will you relax? I like you for who you are today not for what you have or haven't done. I enjoy being around you and nothing past or present can alter that." "It's not a question of what I've done," she said as she filled our glasses again. "There are, um, pretty significant things about me you don't know yet." "Well there are things about me that you don't know, too," I replied. "Did you know that I am NOT an Eagle Scout! How about that one?!" She put her glass down and moved toward me, lying on top of me for the first time. We had never been this physical. She bent down and started to kiss me. "I trust you, Jakey," she whispered. "You should, Janice. I would never hurt you." We embraced and kissed hard, my hands fumbling under her short sundress. She moaned as I kissed her neck and gently kneaded her breasts. "Jake I need so much to know that I can trust you." She was more emphatic this time, looking me straight in the eye. "You can trust me. You can." I took off my shirt and tossed it into the speckled sunlight on the grass near our blanket. Her small hands moved slowly across my chest, to my neck. She raised her back from the blanket and pulled off her dress and unclasped her bra. Her nipples were standing out in anticipation, pink and beautiful. I wasted no time kissing them. giving full attention to their tiny, taut peaks. As we kissed, she moved her hand down toward my groin and began to massage my full erection. I also moved my hands downward and felt her gasp, but she continued to massage me through my pants. Before we went any further, she gently moved my hands away. She slowly stood up and, facing away from me, slid her panties down her legs. As she turned around I saw what I hadn't suspected. Without a word, I stood up and removed my jeans and boxers, joining her on the blanket. I resumed kissing her and she returned my passion one thousand fold. We were face to face on the blanket, our staves and scrotum mashed together. "Oh, Jakey, I have to explain this, I know. I'm a pre-operative transsexual. They are going to make me into a woman in a few months. I've already scheduled..." she whispered. "All I know is that I want you," I interrupted. "You are what I have come to desire. So you're under construction. Who isn't? This is a strange package, but life isn't neat and tidy." "But it's so...strange for you. It has to be strange!" "OK, it's strange, but it's not insurmountable. You have always been and always will be, to me, a woman. How you were born is, in a strange way, somewhat irrelevant, if that makes sense. I know who you are and who you want to be." I laid her on her back kissing her neck and tummy. My body was raging with desire and erotic confusion, which only added to the passionate moments that followed. It was then that I was faced with a dizzying and awesome array of circumstances, questions. Do I take this rather large, thick penis into my mouth? It belongs to a woman, I mean a person, that will be a woman. I want to please her, but should I wait until after the operation? Is she gay, I mean, is she going to be non-gay? Is this going to make me gay? I mean, she WILL be a woman pretty soon. My mind was grabbing at straws. The situation was what it was: accept her for who she is today and who she will be in a few months, or don't. She trusts me. I kept thinking over and over about how difficult it must have been for her to come up here, to disrobe in front of me, baring her body for me to see. Showing me what she was by birth, not by choice. I also reflected on the past three months and how I wouldn't have traded a second we'd spent together. We were falling in love with each other. How long would it be before I could find her equal? Would I ever? I gripped her shaft, hesitant at first, massaging it gently. My hesitation, my wanting, my confusion. What was happening? What am I? What are we? Who am I? Who are we, who are we together? I stopped thinking about it and slipped it into my mouth. She recoiled gently as I, for the first time, sucked the cock of another person. I had from time to time had fleeting homosexual thoughts, but nothing that could compare to this. I was giving her head and I was enjoying pleasing her. As I engulfed the shaft I gently rubbed her sack, feeling the testicles within, wondering what this would be like after the operation. I mean, what would they do with all this cock? It was at least six inches long, thick, totally out of proportion for her body. In fact, mine was probably only a few inches longer. I continued giving her head as she motioned for me to move so that she could take me into her mouth. She wrapped around me like a warm, silken glove, her red lips bobbing all the way down to my scrotum. This was by far the best I had ever enjoyed, and it was difficult to remain focused on touching, sucking, licking her. I thought to myself that this was a rare opportunity to have such an experience. The contrast of her delicate, beautiful features, her tiny hands, her wispy hair, her gorgeous face. The contrast between those frail, feminine features and this stalk of flesh wedged into my mouth. I was in a state of total psychological and sexual overload. No prior experience could compare to this. After several minutes of oral sex, I could feel her tensing in her abdomen, and her sucking becoming more rhythmic as I allowed her post to enter my mouth again and again. I was cast into another new experience as her semen trickled out of her and into my mouth, a creamy salty mixture. I never thought I would say this, but I enjoyed it. I kept sucking her until her peak subsided. As I moved toward her face, her mouth agape with subsiding pleasure, we kissed sensuously, passionately. She was satiated and I was pleased at my ability to satisfy her. I lay down next to her face to face as she caught her senses. "It's been so long for me. You can't imagine how long it's been." "Try me." "My ex never knew. I dated him for over a year." "Didn't you ever have sex?" "I gave him oral and he used to have anal with me, but only in the dark. I am so relieved that my secret life is over. You made this possible, Jakey. I am so...I am so...I am so in love with you." Again we locked into an embrace that seemed to last for hours. Her soft, supple, features relented to my touch, my moves. She was mine. She kissed me full on the lips, her softening member pressing against my abdomen. She pulled me on top of her and lifted her legs high. She was so limber it was amazing. Reaching behind her she found lubricant and began to apply it to herself. "Please tell me you like anal sex." I didn't have to reply. I placed the thick tip of my straining member at her entrance and gently pushed inward. Her opening was extremely tight but after a minute or so of relaxation, I was inside her headfirst, followed by the remaining portion of my girth. I applied more lubricant to my shaft as it poked, plunged, and sawed in and out of her tight pink hole, my testicles relaxing and swinging hard against her bottom with each thrust. I continued to slide inside her, kissing her on the lips, kissing her tits, stroking her cock as my penis invaded her anal opening. I don't know what it was that sent me over the edge. The delightfully tight anal sex, sucking her cock, her sucking mine. I began to stiffen and thicken inside her. Within seconds I was filling her with thick jets of cream as I licked her tits. As I was coming I noticed that her cock was semi-hard and she was masturbating. This was quite simply an all-out assault on the senses. In less than five minutes I was hard again and, after thoroughly cleaning myself off, was fellated to an incredible peak, dumping what little my straining glans had to offer into her mouth. There were many, many questions to be asked and answered. But now was not the time. This was more than a sexual escapade. This was the beginning. This was the beginning of something more. To Be Continued... Janice Janice had been his friend for some time now. The last few months had been particularly hard for her, an acrimonious split from her husband, the birth of her second child and being forced to provide for her family had proved very stressful. She had been out a few times, but always seemed to be the one making all the moves. She longed for someone to care for her, to make decisions and provide for all her needs. She had found herself drawn more and more towards Dave, a quiet, apparently shy, almost withdrawn technician where she worked. She couldn't quite put her finger on why he attracted her, perhaps it was his nervous smile, his soft voice, or the way that he always seemed to blush when she spoke to him, but she had made her mind up to ask him out. He couldn't be as bad as some of the losers she had been out with since her divorce. Waiting until the lab had emptied at the end of the day, she was alone with Dave. She walked up behind him and put her hand on his shoulder. He jumped as she touched him. He had thought that everyone had left for home and he was alone. Turning round in his chair, he smiled at her. "Jesus, Janice!" he laughed, "You nearly scared the shit out of me!" He blushed... "Sorry, I didn't mean to say shit... erm.. you know... erm sorry... that's no way to speak to a lady" She smiled back at him. Working at the lab, as she had done for nearly 5 years, she had always been treated as 'one of the lads' by all the men there, it was the first time that anyone had referred to her as a 'lady'. She felt quite pleased! "I'm sorry" she laughed back, "I didn't realise you were so engrossed in your work!" "Oh, I like to put all my efforts into everything I do! I'm very intense." "I had noticed!" Janice laughed. Dave blushed again. "I was wondering..." she hesitated "If you'd like to go out for a drink on Friday..." Dave blushed again, `this is like drawing teeth` she thought. "Yes, I would... very much!" he smiled "That would be nice!" Janice smiled back at him and their eyes met. She realised that she had never noticed before that he had the most irresistible deep blue eyes she had ever seen. Her knees went weak as she sensed the intensity and passion within him. She was spellbound, just standing, gazing into his eyes. She heard a whisper "Janice..." then a little louder. "Janice!..." "Uh, what..." she heard herself mumble "Sorry, I didn't mean to stare..." "That's OK" he laughed, "I thought you might have fallen asleep or something!" "Oh, God no!" She mumbled, feeling herself blushing.. "Anything but..." "I think you'd better go now!" he grinned. "Go... but why?" She stood back, thinking that he didn't want her around. "Haven't you got to pick your kids up from nursery?" "OH SHIT!!" she exclaimed, looking down at her watch, "I'd forgotten!!" She grabbed her coat and bag and ran out to her car. "Drive carefully!" Dave shouted as she slammed the door behind her. Friday eventually came around and Dave picked Janice up. Janice had arranged for her parents to look after the children, her ex-husband being not in the slightest bit interested in helping out anymore. It felt good to be freed from some of the responsibility that had been getting her down over the past year. They spent an really enjoyable evening. She felt really comfortable being with him. Although she didn't really want to talk about how awful the past 12 months had been to start with, she felt herself baring herself to him. It felt good to be with someone who seemed not to be so full of self importance, and only interested in how soon he could get her into bed. For the first time in ages, she felt really relaxed. All too soon it was time to go home. Dave drove her home and escorted her to her front door. "Do you want to come in for a coffee?" Janice smiled. "OK then, as long as it's just the one!" he smiled back. They entered he house and Janice went into the kitchen to switch the kettle on. "Have a seat in the sitting room..."she smiled, "I'll bring your coffee in in a minute" Dave sat and waited... "Here we go!" she smiled as she passed him the cup "Can I thank you for a wonderful evening?" "That's OK" He smiled, I've enjoyed myself too.. I hope we can do it again sometime?" "I'd like that" smiled Janice. They sat back in the sofa and quietly drank their drinks. "Dave..." "Yes Janice?" "Can I ask you a question..?" "Yeah, go on then... but only if it's an easy one!" he joked "I've never asked this question before, but I feel that you would give me a completely straight and honest answer." "Oh, oh, sounds serious..." he frowned "No, not really, but please say if you don't want to answer, I won't be offended..." "OK then, go ahead.." he smiled nervously "You're a pretty quiet guy. Yes?" He blushed again. "Until you get to know me, I guess I am. What are you getting at?" Janice leaned over and kissed him on the lips and then looked at him in the eyes. "It's just that I've been under a lot of stress lately.." "Yes, I've noticed.." he smiled "And, I really don't want to get sexually involved with someone who would want me to make all the moves and decisions... I need someone who can take the lead and, if you like, someone I could submit to, but only in a sexual way..." Dave blushed again as she poured out her heart to him. "I'm sorry" Janice pulled away, "I shouldn't have mentioned it... I'll go and wash the cups up..." He leapt up and followed her into the kitchen. Standing behind her, he wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly. "If submission is what you want, then I'd gladly be the one to teach you.." He whispered into her ear. She turned around to face him. "Only if it's what you REALLY want..." she said. "Believe me," he smiled, "Nothing would give me greater pleasure!" He grabbed her short hair and pulled her head back slightly. His lips met hers and his tongue parted them, seeking out hers in a passionate kiss. She heard the jangling of keys, and as she opened her eyes, he held them up to her face. "In my car" he grinned, "under the rug on the floor in the back is a black bag. Fetch it in please!" Her head was spinning... Had he come prepared for an overnight stay? Was it a present? She was beginning to think that he wasn't the shy, retiring person that she had thought he was. She took his keys and slipped out into the cold night air. A couple of minutes later, she returned with his bag, eager to find out what was inside it. "Not so fast!" he snapped, "If you want to submit to me, you will have to agree to do anything I say, without question." He grinned at her "Don't worry, there'll be nothing too painful, or humiliating for you to endure for me, at least not THIS time!" Janice stood back and pondered his words. Pain and humiliation weren't really what she had in mind, all she wanted to do was to have someone, Dave in particular, take control in the bedroom. "Pain and humiliation..." She stuttered looking mildly shocked "Don't you worry about that" he smiled "Do you like it when someone bites, or tugs your nipples during sex?" Janice blushed at his direct question. "It really depends on my mood, but generally, yes" "Then you've nothing to be worried about, it's really just the same, maybe a little more intense, but I guarantee that you will enjoy it! If you don't then just tell me to stop and I will. The last thing I want to do is to really hurt you." She was really more than a little surprised that he should be saying these things to her, but she knew that he meant it. "So," he smiled "Do you want to submit to me?" "You promise that you'll stop whatever you're doing if I ask you?" "I promise. If at any time you're not happy, just say 'STOP' and I will. OK?" "Just the word 'STOP'?" "Yes, just say 'STOP', nothing else, not 'No!', or 'Mercy!' or 'Fuck off you bastard you're really hurting me!'" Janice nervously laughed at his attempt to put her at ease. "So" he hesitated "Are you up for it?" She looked long and hard at him, he appeared to be almost pleading with her to say 'yes' "OK, Yes, but please be gentle with me!" she giggled. A broad smile of pleasure and relief crept across his face as she accepted. "Down to business then.. Strip off for me!" he grinned "What? Here?" she hesitated "No questions, just do it!" Slowly, Janice took off her shoes, skirt, tight and blouse, then stood before him in her bra and panties. "And the rest!" Her hands moved behind her back as she unfastened the bra strap. He studied her face as she studied his. Slowly and seriously, she moved the straps off her shoulders and dropped her bra to the floor. Dave's gaze was transfixed on her large breasts as they were released from the confines of her bra, her large nipples already erect. "Very nice.." he muttered, "Now turn around and remove your panties. Janice turned away and slowly pulled her panties down over the pale cheeks of her soft, fleshy backside and down her inviting thighs. They fell to the floor and she stepped out of them. "Turn around" he instructed, moving forward in his seat. Slowly, Janice turned around, averting her gaze from his, almost shyly as she faced him, naked. Dave stood up and slowly walked over to Janice. "Stand still and look straight ahead" he instructed. Slowly, he walked around her, inspecting every inch of her soft body, noticing where the curves accentuated her womanly shape, the rise and fall of her breasts as she breathed in and out. He stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her warm body again, his hands seeking out her breasts. He placed his lips on her neck and tenderly kissed her. She moved her head back and moaned softly. "You look truly beautiful my pet" he whispered, "Shall we retire to your bedroom?" "Please follow me" she whispered back "You may carry my bag." he smiled handing it over to her. "Thank you" she smiled back. Slowly, she walked across to the door and made her way up the stairs. Following close behind, he studied every movement that she made climbing the stairs in front of him. "Please come into my bedroom" she said, holding the door open. He was pleased to see that there was a queen sized bed, with posts at each corner. "Excellent!" he enthused "The bed posts will make it so much easier!" Dave turned to face her again. "Please sit on the bed" He carefully removed his clothes and neatly folded then on a chair. Leaving his shorts on, he walked over to Janice. It was quite obvious just how turned on he was! He slowly pulled his shorts down until his cock bounced free, almost in Janice's face. She looked wide-eyed at it for a moment. "You know what you must do..." he whispered. Slowly, Janice raised her hand to his cock and gently caressed it along it's length. Slowly, she folded her fingers around it and began to move her hand up and down. "That's good my pet, now take me in your mouth..." Dave looked down to see her moistening her lips and gently kissing his cock before parting her lips and taking him in. He moved his hands around her head and held her against his cock. Slowly he began to fuck her mouth, forcing his cock to the back of her throat until she gagged on it and then withdrew. "That's all for now!" he smiled, "Now let's see what we have in my little bag should we?" Janice stood up to fetch it. "No!" he chided "Don't walk! You must crawl on your hands and knees!" She looked at him as if to ask if was joking, but his look told her that he meant it. Slowly, she knelt down and crawled across the bedroom and returned with his bag. "Remain kneeling please" he instructed as he opened the bag. "And hold your hands out" He produced two cuffs which he fastened tightly around her wrists. "Now stand up!" he commanded after producing two further cuffs which he proceeded to fasten around her ankles. "Kneel before me again!" He rummaged around in his bag for a moment and produced a thick leather collar. "I think that my pet should have her own collar tonight, just to remind her who she belongs to. Lean forward please!" Janice leaned forward and he pulled the collar around her neck and tightened it "Comfortable?" he grinned "A little tight, but it's OK for now" she whispered back "Good, now do you have any bath sheets?" "There should be some in the airing cupboard, why?" "Be quiet! So many questions!" he scolded again. He pulled a long leash out of his bag and attached it to her collar. Standing up, he tugged at it until Janice stood up. "Fetch me the towels please! Like a good little pet!" Janice walked out with Dave following and found the towels. "Now be a good little pet and spread them on the bed for me" He tugged on her leash and led her back to the bedroom. Dave sat down and watched as she laid the towels on the bed. "Now lie on the bed with your arms and legs outstretched" She did as instructed. Leaning over her, he unfastened the leash from her collar "We won't be needing that for sometime, you're not going anywhere!" He brought four straps from his bag and proceeded to attach them to the cuffs on her wrists and ankles. Then, quite roughly, he pulled the straps attached to her ankles and attached them to the posts at the foot of the bed, and then did the same with her arms. She attempted to move, but found she couldn't. Next, he produced an aerosol from his bag and proceeded to spray it over her exposed pussy, rubbing the foam until it covered her pubic hair. Then he produced a silver razor and held it so she could clearly see it. "Say goodbye to your hairy pussy!" he laughed Janice tried to protest, struggling against the straps that held her tight and shouting 'No!, No!' "Stop moving around or you may get cut!" he chided again. He pressed down on her stomach to try and prevent any movement as he shaved her, taking his time to be sure that she was perfectly smooth and hairless. The touch of the cold razor against her skin again bringing further protests from her. "There, that wasn't so bad was it?" he laughed as he wiped away the remains of the shaving foam. "Would you like to see?" He grabbed a mirror from the bedside table and held it over her now smooth pussy so Janice could see for herself. Although she still protested, she found it quite a turn on to be so 'exposed' and even more of a turn on to be forcibly shaved against her will! Dave stood back for a moment and admired the sight. "Now, " he rummaged through his bag again, "I know my pet has been under a lot of stress recently, perhaps she would like being pampered?" Janice began to wonder just what was going on. She really wanted a damn good fucking, She thought that she was being tied up specifically for that purpose, but now Dave was talking about pampering her... He climbed onto the bed and knelt down straddling her, resting his cock between her breasts, his hairy balls tickling her chest. He picked up a plastic bottle and unscrewed the cap. Holding it against her outstretched arm he squeezed gently. The oil dribbled out of the bottle and he set to work massaging it in. First one arm, and then the other, he worked from the cuffs on her wrists, up to the tops of her arms. He kept reminding her to relax and enjoy it - not that she needed reminding! Next came her legs, starting at her ankles, he gently massaged her calves, and knees, paying particular attention to the sensitive area behind them. Then he moved on to her thighs. Slowly he made sure that he paid enough attention to her in this area that he knew he would be returning to later. As he worked the oil into the top of her thighs with his hands, his face became drawn towards her newly shaved pussy. Not being able to resist the temptation, he buried his head in between her legs and squirmed his tongue around between her wet lips. Janice was bucking her hips and moaning with pleasure as he worked on her. His hands worked their way around to her buttocks and he slipped an oily finger inside her ass. With one scream, Janice came, she wanted to grab his hair , press his head against her pussy and hold it there, but struggle as she might, she remained firmly tied, unable to interact in any way, other than to passively respond to anything that Dave saw fit to do with her. As her orgasm subsided she found herself gasping. "Fuck me... Please... Fuck me... I need your cock... Pleeeeeaassseee!" Dave moved his head from between her legs and wiped his chin. "Not yet my pet, you have so much to experience yet!" he grinned. Janice moaned, she needed to feel him inside her more than anyone else she had been with, but she realised that she had no say in when, or if, he would finally fuck her. The only 'power' that she had left, was the ability to tell Dave to 'Stop' and she was in no mood to do this at this moment. Once again he straddled her, this time sitting on her stomach. He grabbed the bottle and started on her body. Slowly, he started to massage her shoulders and around her lower neck. Slowly, and deliberately, he moved down to her breasts, carefully stoking and kneading them to her obvious pleasure. He moved his mouth close to one nipple and gently licked it. Gently, he closed his teeth around it and sucked it erect. His attention moved to her other nipple with the same result. Once again, he sat back on her stomach and admired his handiwork. "You like your nipples played with don't you my pet?" he teased "Mmmmmmmm" was the only response she could make, overcome with pleasure. "Then hopefully, this will be even better..." He took hold of one nipple between his finger and thumb and pulled it. The loud gasp from Janice told him that it had the desired effect. He leaned back and grabbed a small plastic clip from his bag and snapped it onto the nipple. "Yeeeoooooowww!" She cried as the jaws of the clip tightened around her. Her eyes opened wide as she struggled to lift her head and see what was causing her so much discomfort. Her breathing quickened as she saw the plastic clip bouncing around biting into her. "That hurts!" She yelled "Take it off!" "I'm sorry my pet, but you may only ask me to 'Stop'" He was a little concerned, however, that she may be in too much pain "Would you like me to stop?" Her head was spinning with all the pleasure, and now pain, that he had given her. She felt sure that he didn't really want to hurt her, and that he knew what he was doing to her. Anyway, the intense pain was beginning to die down a little and being replaced with an ache that was quite intensely arousing. "No... " She sighed, lowering her head back and resigning herself to accepting his will. Almost at once, she regretted the word. Another clip was fastened to her other nipple making her scream again. She struggled to lift her head again and stared at the clips now securely attached to her erect nipples. "Bastard!" She whispered through clenched teeth as her head fell back to the pillow and she closed her eyes to reflect on her position. After a few moment she felt the strap attaching one of her ankles to the bed post slacken, then the other one. Struggling to lift her head once more she looked to see what he was doing, almost distraught that her first experience of bondage could be coming to an end. "Don't look so disappointed! I haven't finished yet!" he laughed, "You just lie back and enjoy!" He produced what looked like a three section pole from his bag and proceeded to slot the pieces together. Then he attached on end to the cuff on one ankle and the other end to the other cuff, spreading her legs wide again. 'What was the point of unfastening my legs from the bed posts and then fastening them apart using a bar?' she thought. Janice She soon found out. Dave attached the two straps which had secured her ankles to the bedposts previously, and attached them to each end of the spreader bar. Climbing onto the bed, he hoisted her legs up and tied the straps the the bedposts at the top of the bed. So there she was, arms fastened outstretched to the top corners of the bed, her legs now high above her almost vertical, attached to the same place, her knees slightly bent, exposing her pussy and ass for his attentions. He thoughtfully placed a pillow under her lower back to make her feel more comfortable before grasping the bottle of oil again. He dribbled some oil onto the backs of her thighs and proceeded to massage it in, long, slow movements of his hands which Janice obviously appreciated judging by her moans of pleasure. Her pleasure increased as he paid particular attention to the cheeks of her ass, and between her legs. "You've probably noticed a theme emerging here, have you?" he spoke softly "What do you mean?" she whispered back, still enjoying all his attention... "First pleasure, then pain, then pleasure..." he whispered "Whatever could be next I wonder?" He took his hands off her thighs and gently kissed her pussy sending shivers through her taut body. She tried to see what he was doing, but her view was almost totally obscured by her legs. She did catch a glimpse of what looked like a wide leather belt. Her breathing quickened. The gentle touch of his hand on her ass cheeks made her relax a little, as he knew it would. This made the first stroke from the leather flogger even more of a surprise. As it struck her ass, Janice let out a loud shriek and her body appeared to physically lift off the bed. The second stroke brought tears to her eyes and another loud squeal. This was really painful, but at the same time, a complete turn-on for her, she couldn't move and Dave was in control, doing exactly what he wanted to do to her. "Keep yourself still my pet!" he taunted as he brought the flogger down a third time, sending spasms through her. "You're doing very well my pet" he smiled "I think just three more and then I'll give you the fucking you deserve!" Janice felt elated, she only had to endure 3 more strokes of the flogger and she would feel his cock pounding deep within her, bringing her to what she felt sure was going to be an orgasm to beat all orgasms. She closed her eyes again and prepared herself for the flogger. The expected stroke didn't come and she opened her eyes again to see Dave attaching thin cord to one of her nipple clips, then the other one. She had almost forgotten that they were still attached to her, but the aching in her nipples increased, reminding her that they were still well and truly clamped. Then looking up in horror, she saw him threading the cords through an eye in the spreader bar holding her legs apart above her head and pulling them taut. Her nipples were being stretched upwards from her body, straining against the weight of her large breasts, as they were pulled upwards, the clips tightened their inexorable grip on her already tortured breasts. "Now my pet" he whispered "If you move your legs when I bring the flogger down, the way I have connected your breasts to the spreader bar will mean that your nipples may be pulled even harder than they are now." he knelt down and gently wiped the perspiration off her brow. "I know that it may be difficult for you to endure so much discomfort, but believe me, it will make the final result far more . If you would like me not to use the flogger again, just say so now and I'll untie you." He stood up and playfully tapped the spreader bar. Janice shouted out as her nipples were extended again, beads of perspiration forming on her face as she clenched her teeth, cursing. "I think it may be better" he smiled "If you want to continue, that I gag you to prevent disturbing the neighbours! Should I do that?" "Yes, Yes, anything... please... just do it!!" she gasped. He brought a bright red ball gag out of his bag and held it to her lips. "Open wide!" She stared at the ball gag in disbelief and wondered how it would ever fit in her mouth. Opening her mouth, he held it between her lips. She struggled to open wide enough for him to push it in. "It's only just wider than a cock!" he taunted "Surely you can fit it all in!!" Again, he tugged on the cords. As Janice attempted to yell out, he forced the ball inside. "Mmmmmmmuuuummmmmmmpppphhhhhhhhh!!!!!!" was all that she could say in protest as he fastened the small buckle that held it in place. "Just three more!" he whispered, kissing her on the cheek. "You can scream all you like now, no-one will hear you." She lifted her head off the pillow to see him bringing he flogger down. Throwing her head back, the only sound she could make was a low, throaty scream that couldn't be heard . As her ass stung from the impact, her legs moved involuntarily, moving the spreader bar and yanking the cords attached to the clips, pulling her nipples further. The second stroke felt even harder consequently making her legs move further and yanking her tortured nipples even more, tears filled her eyes again and rolled down her face. She knew that the next stroke would be the last and that she would soon have the fucking she craved, but strangely, she also wished that he would continue with his flogger so that she could see just how much she could take before cumming. Although the whole experience was nearly unbearably painful, she was as turned on as she had ever been by the whole series of events. "Last one my pet!" she heard him whisper as he brought it down on her ass one last time. It was like an explosion to her, a ferocious orgasm, the like of which she had never experienced before wracked her whole body, the immense pleasure mingled with the intense pain as she thrashed about on the bed. Screaming and screaming into the gag, she didn't care that her movements pulled and tortured her nipples anymore, in fact, it was almost as if she was moving in such a way so as to torture herself, trying to gain as much pleasure, and pain, as she possibly could from the moment. Dave had, in the meantime, climbed on the bed and had begun to untie the cords from the spreader bar. She moaned again, as he let the cords fall onto the bed and her breasts flopped back down onto her body from their extended position. Leaning over, he unfastened the ball gag and pulled it from her mouth. Unable to speak, Janice just looked at him, wondering just what it was that had enabled him to take everything she had been secretly fantasizing about in the last year and turn it into such perfect reality. "How... did... you... know... what... I... needed?" She panted "I just knew." he grinned. "I've known since the first time I saw you!" He turned away and unrolled a condom down his still erect cock and climbed back between her legs. Carefully he removed the spreader bar from between her ankles and dropped it on the floor. Janice looked at him through her legs as he placed his cock against her pussy lips and pushed it inside. Having her in this position, her legs tied apart and elevated made it easy for him to force himself deep inside her. Time and again, he pushed his cock into her, and then slowly and purposefully withdrew it all the way, leaving Janice begging him to thrust it back in again. Occasionally, he pushed a finger into her ass as he penetrated her, always mindful that she was on the point of orgasm, he began to feel her cunt contract, trying to milk the spunk from him. Grabbing the cords still attached to the nipple clips, he withdrew his cock one last time. She looked at him, her eyes pleading with him to cum. Dave grinned and pulled the cords as hard as he could. As the clips were ripped off off, Janice screamed at the shock and pain of them being removed. He let her writhe for a couple of seconds and then pushed his cock deep inside her. They both climaxed together, a long, intense, powerful climax like nothing either of them had experienced before. Janice wanted to wrap her legs around his body and hold on forever, she wanted to dig her fingernails into his back and never let him go. Frustrated by still being tied, she just resigned herself to lying back and enjoying the feeling of his cock pumping his hot spunk against her cervix for what seemed like hours. She orgasmed several times, still trying desperately to drain every last drop of spunk from his still hard cock before collapsing in a state of near exhaustion. Dave pulled his cock from her, untied her ankles and gently lowered her legs unto the bed. He then untied her wrists and they grabbed each other, their legs and arms entwined as if never to let go of each other again. He had taken her dreams, made them into reality, without being told what they were. He had pampered her, dominated her, teased and tormented her. He had given the most sensuous pain, and the most exquisite pleasure. He had fucked her mind, and now fucked her body like she had never been fucked before... She hoped that he would never ever leave her...What could she say? "Bastard..." she panted, "You... dirty... fucking... bastard... I fucking love you!!" Janice “I think,” Claire said in her tight-jawed voice, “we should make that fat girl, Janice, our slave. If we need our pussy eaten, we call Janice. If we’re going out of town, we have Janice make herself available to our men.” Claire snorted. “Do you know Dwight actually had the nerve to tell me ‘…it just feels good and squishy…’ when he was talking about some fat, latina cunt he fucks down in Honduras? What a prick.” Abby rolled her eyes at Gail, before voicing her opinion. “I don’t understand what the big deal is. Men fuck. They like to fuck. What’s the problem as long as they come home?” “Don’t be stupid! Disease, you silly twit!” And, it was decided. Janice Weaver was surprised by Abby’s invitation. Of The Sextet, Abby was the by far the nicest; but, nice enough to invite her to her parents Maine retreat? Janice didn’t think so. She stopped at her parent’s Manhattan townhouse to relay the news. Momma Weaver was no dummy. She had a clutch of beauticians brought in to exfoliate, pluck, and wax her girl clean. She paid the club’s Zimbabwe masseuse a small fortune to come at a moments notice and massage Janice limp. She had the little anal girl come with her colonic machine and scented oils to clean Janice further. Finally, she called Mrs. MacGiver and asked her to send her two of her best to give Janice a quick primer in the art of pleasure on her trip to Maine. Janice was sipping on a Shirley Temple, when the door swished open and two of the most beautiful women stepped onto the plane. “You must be Janice,” the taller of the two said in her faintly accented English. Her skin pure white, and she had the shiniest, jet-black hair Janice had ever seen. The other woman drawled in authentic Deep South, “Mmm-hmm. There is nothing I like better than little girl virgins sipping a Shirley Temple.” The woman was about 5’6”, with strappy, baby blue heels, and only a baby blue negligee underneath the fur coat she shrugged out of. She was pale with a mane of curly, black girls falling down her back. “I’m Trish, and this here is Sadie, baby-girl.” Trish said, taking the Shirley Temple from Janice’s hand and sipping from the glass. “Now, sugar, as you already know, the rich have a different set of rules. And, I believe the…Sadie, what the hell are they called?” “The Sextet,” Sadie called over her shoulder. She and Marla, the hostess, were unpacking the videos as the plane began to taxi into line for takeoff. “Yeah. The Sextet. Anyways, sugar. This Sextet is going to try and play some mind games with you. They are going to want to make you their slave, is your mother’s takes on things. Oh, stop blushing,” Trish laughed, bending over to give the kid a kiss on the lips. “And don’t worry about Marla. She’s seen everything and done everyone and is paid plenty of money to forget. Isn’t that right Marla?” Marla looked over her shoulder and winked at Janice. “You’ll look back on today and laugh, cherie,” Marla declared as she walked back into the galley. Sadie came and sat on the other armrest of Janice’s chair. “Listen to us, darling,” she demanded, softly, “We are women who know how terrible one human being can be to another. In particular, when one human being believes they own the other human being.” “Now, you need to forget all the crap you read in romance novels, sugar. We are going to teach you the art of unadulterated sex. Well, at least lesson one. Your mother has paid us each a retainer. We are both at your disposal for the next few months, until your mother feels you are comfortable enough with yourself to be let loose. Do you understand?” Janice simply blushed and shut her eyes. Tears began to slip down her face. She heard Sadie sigh as she brushed a lock of hair from Janice’s forehead. “Darling. Your mother is a grand woman. She is trying to help you from making some very bad decisions over the next few days and weeks. These girls, The Sextets, they want to make you their slave for life. You will fuck them, and their men, and their guests and their favorite dogs and cherished horses. Darling, this is no life for a girl as rich as you.” Trish chortled merrily. “That’s right, sugar. This is the life for girls like me who will literally fuck anything not to have to stoop over another fucking tobacco plant.” Sadie laughed quietly, “Yes, darling. And for women like me who have lost the protection of a rich and powerful family.” Janice heard people laughing and glasses clinking behind some light background music. She slowly opened her eyes. Both Trish and Sadie were looking at the screen impassively. Janice looked at the screen and was thankful to be sitting down. On the screen before there was an auction of naked men and women in progress, all patiently awaiting their turn on the block, as people in evening wear came and fondled their naked breasts, their genitals, made them bend over, made them open their mouths wide. The camera then picks up the auction block, with Sadie and Trish, handcuffed together, led away by the auction house assistants. The screen blanks for a minute, before opening with a scene of Trish and Sadie, tied facing one another on a short table, both being slapped with a belt. “Oh, yeah,” Trish drawled, “that amazingly sadistic cunt, Miranda Lewis.” Playfully tweaking Janice’s breast, Trish said, “Miranda likes to punish. What you can’t see is the enormous dildo Sadie and I am sharing. Were getting fucked, beat, and bumping clits. Fucking exhausting work, I assure you.” A new scene unfolds with young girls and men fucking in a variety of fashions. The camera finds Sadie, who has her arm, up to her elbow and covered in what Janice realizes is excrement, pumping rapidly in and out of a built, beautiful man while Trish fucks Sadie with a huge, camouflage, strap on. Both women salute the screen and laugh. “The General, darling,” Sadie croons, “does not believe in homosexuality. So, I fist his ass, Trish fucks my ass, and this way we are all just a bunch of assfuckers.” It’s another scene now. Another orgy. All men this time. Sadie stands completely naked before Janice, lowering herself to the floor. She looks the girl in the eye, while her hands travel from her knees to her inner thighs, finding Janice’s hips and pulling them from the chair. Trish is behind Janice now, taking her seat and holding Janice’s legs open with her own. Her hands are busy massaging Janice’s huge, flopping tits, making Janice sigh, a little know placing itself low in her body, looking for release. Sadie began to lick Janice’s thighs, kissing them, over and over again. Sadie gently massaged Janice’s immense, but muscular ass, matching Trish’s milking motions with mirrored strokes. Janice felt adrift, completely off balance. And then Sadie began to lick Janice’s cunt through her very proper white cotton panties. Janice stiffened up for a moment, before she began to moan. Trish laid gentle fingers on Janice’s face, and brought her mouth down to Janice’s mouth. She kissed the girl gently, feeling her twisting body. She kept the out shape girl’s legs easily pinned while she began to massage Janice’s most embarrassing body part, her large girth of a stomach. The girl tried to twist her body out of Trish’s hands, but Trish increased the pressure of her mouth, pinning the girl’s head against her left shoulder, and continuing the massaging, pushing it back and forth and pulling it up and down, flattening it on one side, and slapping it like a big drum. Trish kissed the girl harder, making her respond to the pressure, making Janice’s tongue fight hers for superiority. Sadie moved her head further down the now saturated panties. She had been massaging Janice’s ass, loosening it up before she began her full assault on the girl’s rosebud. She had been pulling and pushing the girls asscheeks together, making Janice move her ass to a rhythm she didn’t even know she possessed. She ripped the girl’s panties off her body, growling as she began to eat the girl’s ass. She separated the folds, sucking them and biting them, trying to push her head right up the girl’s ass. She took a fold between her teeth and began to shake her head wildly, until she heard the girl screaming through Trish’s mouth. Sadie began chewing her way up the girl’s rectum, feeling her struggle in Trish’s grip. If the girl hadn’t been so out of shape, she would definitely have broken through Trish’s grip. Like most fatties, this girl had a well of passion ten miles deep. Sadie kept chewing, spreading the girls ass wider and wider, until she heard the telltale gasps and grunts of a woman on the edge. Sadie took the other fold in her mouth this time, shaking her head savagely before the girl screamed, her juices sluicing everywhere. Trish and Sadie laid the girl out on the floor. Marla brought in trays of savories and sweets, fruits, tea, sparkling water and champagne before returning to the galley. Sadie sat Janice up, holding a champagne flute to her lips while Trish suckled the young girl’s cunt. Just as she was on the edge of coming, Sadie popped a dark, chocolate truffle in Janice’s mouth, making the girl’s eyes roll into the back of her head. Her mouth and her pussy had exploded simultaneously. “That’s right, darling,” Sadie whispered. “There are a million ways to ecstasy. Let us help.” …to be continued… Janice It was the summer after my high school graduation. I was staying at my best friend John’s house. Him and his mom lived together in a one-story house with a pool in the back. Even though John and I grew up together, it was hard not to think of his mom in a sexual way. She was about 5’5”, 135 lbs. And, even though in her mid-thirties, she had perky 34D breasts. Her hair was light brown and her eyes were an alluring emerald green. She had these pouty lips men fantasize about and these lovely legs that ended in these well-kept feet. She was a knockout. I guess it all started the morning she noticed me. When at John’s house, I would sleep on the sofa bed. Since it was the summer, I had kicked off the sheets in the middle of the night from the heat. That morning, I woke up with Janice standing over me in a light blue terrycloth robe. At first, all I noticed was how her robe was showing some of her cleavage. I then shook my head and realized that she was telling me that she made waffles for breakfast. I nodded and said thank you as she started to walk away. As she did so, she looked at me and I noticed that she wasn’t looking at my face. I looked down and saw that she was looking at the tent that formed in my boxers. She then smiled and left the room. The next afternoon, the three of us decided to take a swim in the pool. Janice came into the backyard wearing a red bikini top that looked like it was struggling to keep her breasts in and a red thong that really showed off her shapely, tanned thighs and her firm, round ass. We swam for about an hour before she got out and lay down on a lawn chair. She picked up a bottle of suntan lotion from under her chair and started rubbing it on her legs and thighs. She then moved up to her arms and chest. I couldn’t help but watch her breasts jiggle as she rubbed the lotion into them. She then laid back and put on a pair of sunglasses. About fifteen minutes later, John said he was going in to shower off. After he went in, Pamela called to me, “Adrian, can you do me a favor sweetie?” “Sure, Ms. G. What can I do for you?” “Can you lotion my back for me?” I stammered an okay as I climbed out of the pool. While I approached her, she looked at me as she untied the back of her top, using her arms to keep it against her breasts. She smiled as she noticed a bulge forming in my swimming shorts. She lay on her stomach, waiting for me. I took the bottle and poured some of the lotion into my hands. I heard her moan as I started to rub some f the lotion into her back. My cock was throbbing as my hands moved up and down her smooth back. As I finished and started to get up, she said, “You forgot a spot” and patted her ass. She turned around and must have seen the nervousness in my face, because she smiled and said, “I don’t bite.” I put some more lotion in my hands and started to massage her cheeks. My member felt ready to explode by the time I was finished. That evening, Janice told John to drive to the market while I helped her get dinner ready. After John left, she told me she was going to be right back and went upstairs to her room. A couple of minutes later, I went to the fridge to get something to drink. As I was bent over, I felt something pinch my butt. I turned around and saw Janice standing behind me. She was wearing a white-laced teddy and white stilettos. “You like it?” she asked me. Before I could answer, she pulled me to her and kissed me deeply. I could feel her tongue probing my mouth as she started grinding her hips into my groin. During the kiss, Janice started moving backwards until she was sitting on the edge of the table. She put one of her stiletto-covered feet on the table and pulled up the bottom of her lingerie, exposing her shaved, glistening, pussy. She gestured with her finger, beckoning me to come closer. I moved to her and started kissing her again. She unbuttoned my shirt and tossed it on the floor. My heart was racing as she unzipped my shorts and let them fall to the floor, leaving me standing there in my boxers. Next, she pushed my head down between her legs and moaned. I stuck out my tongue and moved it up and down the walls of her pink pussy. She kept moaning my name as I teased her clit with my tongue, alternating between flicking and sucking it. Her moaning became louder and faster until I was rewarded with the taste of her warm tangy juices flowing into my mouth. She then pulled my up and kissed me, using her tongue to taste her on my lips. She pulled down my boxer shorts and grabbed my hard, throbbing cock. “I want you inside me,” she said as she pulled the teddy over her head. I took my hands and started massaging her full breasts. She inhaled deeply as I lightly tweaked and pulled her pink nipples. She laid back on the table and spread her legs, inviting me in. She held her breath as my head reached the entrance to her waiting womanhood. She let out a sigh as I entered her and started moving. Janice wrapped her legs around my ass, pulling me in further. I took in a mouthful of her breasts while she started rubbing her hands on my back. I could feel the warmth of her pussy surrounding my cock as it slid in and out. We started breathing heavier as we lay on the table grinding together. All of a sudden, she pushed me off and stood up. She turned me around, laid me on my back, and stood over me. “I want to ride you,” she said as she climbed on top of me. She slid down easily on my cock and started and started grinding and bouncing. I watched the hypnotic bounce of her breasts and she ran her nails down my chest. The sensation sent chills down my spine. She kept bouncing faster and faster, harder and harder. Soon, she leaned back her head. She arched her back and stuck out her breasts. I felt her walls tighten around my penis as she let out one last scream of pleasure, sending her cum dripping down my cock into my lap. Next, she dismounted and stood me up. Janice then got on her knees and wrapped her lips around my wet dick. She bobbed her head back and forth as I played with her hair. She used her hand to pump me and played her tongue around my head and shaft. She looked up at me with those beautiful green eyes and that sent me over the edge. I let out a loud groan as I shot my cum into her mouth. I could feel her sucking the seed out of me as she swallowed every drop. After we were done, we got dressed and started dinner. John came home and we ate like normal. Every so often, while at John’s house, Janice and I would get together at night. John never found out about us and couldn’t understand why I would smile when I walked into his kitchen. Janice Janice was lashed spread-eagle into the punishment frame her master had created for her. It was a sturdy frame of 2" x 4" wood that had rings in each corner for her wrists and ankles. The rope he used to tie her breasts cut in and was secured to the top of the frame and tightened each time she moved. Her black hair was tied up in a ponytail and secured to the top of the frame to keep it clear of her Master's work. Her ice blue eyes were closed in delight and her pale white skin marked the lines from the lash. Her silence was kept by the plastic bit in her mouth and her sight restricted by the blinders she wore. The lash whistled through the air, signaling its approach, and she tensed in delicious anticipation of its impact. The whip struck and she groaned in pain and delight. She wanted this, need and longed for it. She had begged to be put in this position and now that she was, it was a greater thrill than she had hoped for. While awaiting the next blow she reflected quickly on how she had come to this point in her life. Janice had been only 35 when her husband of 10 years was killed in a car accident. The insurance and his money had ensured that she would never have to work again, but it was paid monthly, not in a lump sum. Since her husband had done everything for her, the sudden freedom had been too much and she quickly overspent herself. She had gone to the bank to get a small loan to clear this up and Kevin had been the officer she met with. He was 24 tall and handsome. He offered to help her with credit counseling, but she wanted nothing that would go on her record. He had offered to do it for her informally and she agreed to meet with him that night. Over dinner at her house, Kevin had shown her how to layout and follow a budget. She claimed to understand, but when they met the following week, Kevin saw that she had already overspent. Going through it again in the living room, Kevin told her that if she did it again, he would have to spank her. Janice laughed and said that he was free to try, but it wouldn't do much good; she was used to her husband controlling things. Both had a good laugh at the thought of her being spanked but nothing more was said. The following week Janice again over spent and this time Kevin was very angry. "Remember what I said last week. If you go over your budget this week I am going to spank you. You went over by $200.00. The monthly income you have will not support this kind of thing. You have to get control." "I am trying." Janice whined. "I am just not used to budgeting. But I did over spend and now I have to be punished." She lowered herself to her knees and bent over his lap, her ass well up in the air. Kevin was surprised that she gave in this easily, and swatted her gently a few times, not being sure how far to take it. "Is that it?" She questioned. "I thought you were going to punish me, not tease me." She wiggled her butt in an obvious invitation and Kevin took her up on it. Flipping up her skirt and pulling down her panties Kevin reached back and struck with full force. Janice howled and squirmed but Kevin kept on striking her pale globes till they shone red. She felt his growing excitement beneath her and they both could smell her wetness spreading. When he finished Kevin pushed her off his lap back onto her knees. Without thought she crawled to between his legs, unzipped his fly and released the monster within. It was larger than her husbands but just what she needed. She swallowed him whole and sucked him hard, wanting to show that she was thankful for his treatment of her. Kevin grabbed her by the ears and pulled her off him. He spun her around and draped her over the coffee table, flipped up her skirt and mounted her from behind. Janice howled in delight as she felt him sink into her depths. As he fucked her he spoke to her and the words were music to her soul. "You want to be controlled, don't you?" He asked. "You want to be dominated? You want to be made into a slave? Admit it and I will make you into my slave." Kevin pounded into her without mercy as he said this. "Yes, yes, yes, I want to be your slave. I will do anything you ask anything you say. Please treat me like the slave I am. I beg you Master." Janice shrieked as she came. Kevin grinning as he heard this started pumping into her even faster, his own release approaching. Grunting he emptied his balls deep into her waiting snatch, causing her to cum again. Pulling out, Kevin sat back down on the couch and said, "Come and clean me up slave." Janice hurried to comply, happy to be under another man's control. The sting of the whip brought her back to the present and she shook in the frame. Kevin landed the blow on her dripping pussy by coming up between her spread thighs. Janice jerked and swayed, but moaned in delight. She always liked that move, it made her wetter. Kevin stepped in front of her and set the whip aside. "You are a lovely shade of red my slave, do you want more?" Kevin asked. She nodded, unable to speak. "Good, because you are going to get it anyway." Kevin picked up a handful of clothespins from the table next to the frame and Janice knew what was next. Kevin attached the clothespins to her nipples and breasts. He had already had both her nipples pierced and gold rings installed. Next he applied several to her cunt lips and inner thighs. She was shaking with pain when he finished, but each move only tugged the ropes around her breasts tighter. Kevin then picked up a roll of thin twine and tied off her clit to the breast ropes. He then closed the blinders on her mask to keep the last step secret, this was a new step for both, but Kevin was sure she would enjoy it. Picking up a small glass jar Kevin sprinkled itching powder over her breast and underarms. He even wet his finger and applied some to her clit. Stepping back Kevin watched the show. As the powder did its work, Janice started to writhe and jerk in her bonds. The sweat from her body made the itching more intense and soon she was moaning and whimpering in agony and orgasm. The powder on her clit caused it to jerk and twitch, tugging gently on the ropes around her breasts. Orgasm after orgasm swept through her body leaving her drained of all strength. Kevin, when he felt she had had enough, brought out a small hose and rinsed the powder off her. As the cold water hit, she screamed in delight and came one final time as he showered her clit. Leaving her hanging Kevin went to his workshop and pulled the latest creation into the dungeon. Janice heard wood scraping across the cement floor and wondered what was next. He had been working in the basement on something new for them for sometime, but would not let her see it till it was finished. She remembered her delight when he showed her the rack he had made for them. "Are you ready for my latest invention slave?" Kevin asked her. She nodded, still unable to speak from the bit and the exertion. Kevin undid the leg bonds and then her wrists, as she sagged to the floor she stopped and screamed through the bit. He had left her hair and breasts still secured to the frame. She straightened up and stood quietly waiting for him to untie her. When she felt her hair brush the back of her neck and his hand pushing down on her shoulder, Janice dropped to her knees. Standing behind of her Kevin opened the blinders and pulled her head up. She was kneeling before a wood frame with a flat wood base, big enough for her to stand on. The frame was just a little wider than she was and there was a flat board across the top with two holes. The top board was split in half horizontally. It looked like a set of stocks, only it was too narrow, as if for arms only. Pulling her up by her hair Kevin had her stand on the board, the holes were just below her breasts, and she realized what it was. "It is a set of stocks for your breasts my dear. Although, I am not sure the holes are the right size. I think I made them a little too small." Kevin laughed. Janice could see that the holes were far too small for her breasts. Flipping the top section up Kevin pushed her forward and she lowered her tits down until they sat on the lower half circle. Kevin had made the unit well, there were eye rings for her wrist and ankle cuffs that he her locked into. This forced her into a slightly hunched posture. Pushing her head back he lowered the tops of the stocks and latched it shut. The holes were indeed too small. She winced as the rough wood cut into her tender flesh, but the pain only made her wetter. The stocks were set so that she had to bend her knees and keep her back straight in order to keep pressure off her tits. The problem was that she could not keep this up forever. Occasionally she had to straighten her knees and this bent her back and pulled on her tits. "I have some errands to run, but I will be back soon." Kevin said as he closed the blinders once more. "You be a good girl and stay put." Turning to leave Kevin paused at the door and returned to her. She felt him spread her dripping lips and insert a large vibrator and turn it onto high. Squealing, she barley heard him say, "You better still have that in there when I return. Oh and I almost forgot, we may be having visitors later today. Some friends said they might come by to watch the game this afternoon." The last sound she heard from him before she groaned in orgasm again was his laugh as the door closed. Kevin went quietly upstairs and turned on the closed circuit TV to watch Janice suffer. He had almost ready to lose control and mount her downstairs, but he could not allow that to happen. He had more planned for her and wanted to keep her wanting. She had professed that his cock was the most important thing in her life and she would do anything to feel it inside her and feel his cum. He had taught her over the last 6 months that she had to earn that, and each time he demanded more. A cup of coffee and a short rest later, Kevin returned silently to the basement. Janice was exactly where he left her, the vibrator still dancing inside her sopping slit, but she had let it slide out slightly. Kevin slipped up behind her, grabbed the vibrator and shoved it back in sharply. Janice screamed through her bit and jerked in surprise. "I thought I told you to hold onto that. Didn't I tell you to hold onto to that?" Kevin questioned softly in her ear. Janice nodded meekly. "And since you did not obey me, you must be punished." Again Janice nodded. Kevin went to the equipment rack and pondered his choices aloud. "What do you think bamboo?" Janice heard the swish of the cane and shuddered. "The buggy whip." This time she heard the snap of the whip and whimpered. "No, I think today it shall be this." Leaving her to wonder, Kevin picked up the round paddle with the holes drilled through it. Heavy and black it would cause her much pain for the transgression of letting the dildo slide. Having removed the clothespins before putting her into the stocks, Kevin picked up a pair of alligator clips with weights and attached them to her distended nipples. Janice screamed as they tightened but remained motionless until both were attached. Between the clips, weights and piercings she felt as though her nipples were coming off. Kevin went further by attaching more weights to her nipple rings. He stepped behind her a swung the paddle. The slapping of wood against her tender ass flesh echoed in the small room. It added to the discomfort she felt in her back. A muffled yell escaped her and Kevin smiled as he swung again. She yelled again and started to wiggle her ass, trying to avoid his blows. Kevin put his hand in the small of her back to steady her and kept swinging. After he blistered her ass, Kevin moved around to the front and started to gently apply the paddle to her nipples and breasts. Though he could not see he knew that her eyes were closed behind her blinders and he could see the tears leaking out from under it. She was savoring the feel of his punishment. Saliva rolled down her chin and dripped to the floor, as she could not swallow properly due to the bit. Kevin thought that she had never looked more beautiful. Pulling the clips and weights off her roughly, Kevin heard her gasp. "That will do for now." Kevin said gently to her. "We still have guests arriving later and things to do before they get here." Janice shook her head violently. She lived for this and only liked it when she was bound and beaten by her master. This was the only validation that she wanted or needed. Kevin undid the stocks and cuffs and pulled her chin up. Janice meekly obeyed him and let him remove the bit. She knew better than to speak and contradict him. She needed much more, but this was all he was going to give her now. She would have to find a way to get more of what she craved. He removed the blinders and tossed them on the floor. He undid the cuffs from the sides of the stocks and then unlatched the top, freeing her breasts. Janice straightened up with a groan as her back and knees had cramped from her hunched posture. Kevin indicated with a flick of his wrist that she was to remove her cuffs and she did so, placing them gently on the bench. Bending over to remove the ankle cuffs Kevin pulled the vibrator from her depths and replaced it with his throbbing dick in one motion. Janice squealed at the removal of the vibrator, but grabbed her ankles and pushed back against Kevin with a sigh as she felt him sink deep inside her. Rutting her from behind, Kevin drove his cock into her without mercy, feeling the walls of her cunt grab and clutch at him. Moaning she rammed her ass back against each thrust, wanting more and more from him. Janice felt her orgasm approaching and clenched her pussy walls around him, milking him to make him come. Kevin felt her contract her insides and pulled out before either reached climax. Janice moaned in protest and pushed further backward to find him. She was so close, one more thrust would finish her, but Kevin stepped back and slapped her round bottom. "Go and take a shower and clean yourself up. Have the water ready for me in ten minutes." Kevin commanded and turned away from her. "Yes Master." Janice replied quietly. She stood up and hurried from room to do his bidding. Kevin adjusted a few of the items on the bench and followed her. He would send Janice down to clean the dungeon later, after he had finished with her. Coming upstairs, Kevin heard her in the shower and smiled. He walked into the kitchen and turned on the hot water tap in the sink. Janice screamed as the shower went ice cold, and Kevin laughed. Now she was ready for him. Continuing upstairs, Kevin walked into the bathroom and immediately turned off the lights. The frosted glass doors of the shower showed Janice's silhouette kneeling on the floor of the large shower, her head bowed. She was waiting for him. Pulling open the door Kevin stepped into the shower and stood over her with his back towards her. Janice stood up and started washing him. She began with his hair and worked down. Her quick fingers missed nothing, touching him as much as he would allow; she caressed him through the soap. She heard him inhale when her fingers slid between his ass cheeks and probed gently at his asshole. When she finished his back Kevin turned without a word and closed his eyes as she washed his face. She stopped until he rinsed his face off and could watch her. She worked her way back down, avoiding his crotch until she was back on one knee and washed his feet as he used her leg for a stool. When all but his groin was finished she reached up and foamed up his groin with a deep lather. She stroked him vigorously to keep him hard, but did not want him to shot till he was inside her. Just by handling him she was getting wetter. Janice lathered him until she could not see his cock or balls under the lather and then he turned and she stroked him till he was rinsed clean. Kevin reached down and ran his hands through her wet hair and pushed the back of her head forward. Janice opened her mouth and took his cock deep into her throat. Kevin held her head and started fucking her mouth, Janice remained motionless and relaxed her mouth and let him fuck her face. She tasted the pre cum running out of his dick head and she worked her tongue up and around his moving penis as much as she could. Her hands were on her knees and she was totally submissive to him. This is what they both wanted and Janice felt her orgasm crash in upon her from her submissiveness. She clenched up and shuddered as she came. Her tongue fluttered on his penis as her teeth tightened slightly and dragged down his cock. Kevin lost control and shot his load. Shaking Kevin fired blast after blast into her throat. Janice swallowed as fast as she could, but he was expelling too much and she drooled some of it down her chin. Kevin let go of her head and grabbed the shower walls to remain upright. Janice swallowed and licked his cock clean, lapping up his semen wherever she could find it. Finally she was licking just the head of his dick and he pushed her away. The shower rinsed the rest of his orgasm from the head of his cock and her chin. Kevin turned and stepped out of the shower. Janice turned the water off and hurried to follow him. He had stopped on the mat and she quickly dried him off. The towel was thick and warm and she was skilled in doing this for him. Her tongue licked the water off his crotch and he smiled as blood flooded back into his dick. "Dry yourself, and then come into the bedroom. I need a fuck before our guests arrive and you greet them." Kevin left Janice alone in the bathroom and she shuddered as she dried herself. When he said that she had to greet guests, it meant that they would use her if they wished. She went in to the bedroom to get what would be only the first fucking of the afternoon, she hoped. Janice Janice, a story about a wife, mother, nympho I met Janice in my freshman year of college. We had a few courses together, so we had some talking points to get to know each other better. Janice was beautiful with a soft smile that just someway brightened up the day. Her hair was an auburn color, which she wore down to the tops of her shoulders. She often wore shorts which highlighted strong straight legs that were quite long. Janice was about 5'6" and 125 pounds of pure sensual energy. Her skin was soft and she got enough sun to give her that slightly bronzed look. Janice was about a 36C (ok, I peeked once) with a great shape and firmness to her tits. We were soon dating and before to long became lovers. Not being very experienced, my lovemaking was novice at best. Janice and I kind of learned from each other as time went on. We were both quite horny, and if time permitted in our day, we would rush back to our dorms and get it on. I didn't feel we were anymore amorous that any other couple. After graduation, we both got jobs and lived together. The fucking intensified, more so by Janice who demanded shagging often. She said she had a horny bug in her puss. I enjoyed meeting her requests and very rarely opted out of sex. My job progressed more rapidly and so we could afford to get married. We soon bought a home, Janice quit her job and she got pregnant with our first, a boy who we named Brian. Less than two years later, our second son, Jeff was born. During this time I had to travel more in my work and thus was away from home for some periods. Janice was always occupied with the boys, but when I was home, she wanted sex all the time. I chalked it up to her missing me during my absences. I started to worry a little when just after a fuck she wanted to go again and was frustrated when my dick wouldn't get hard within five minutes of coming. If I joked about her being a nymphomaniac, Janice would get pissed and blame me for not putting her fire out. I pretty much dismissed her anger and usually wound up working more which gave the arguments more retread value. Things remained under wraps until the boys were old enough for school. Once she was alone in the house, Janice would get the itch and call or even come by my office for some quick copulation. This initially had the excitement value, but also soon became a point of contention. Janice, with my knowledge and ok bought a number of toys to help herself along when I just could not. However by the time the boys got to middle school, Janice was like a mare in heat. It was impossible for me, with the help of the toys to quench her sexual thirst. Reluctantly we discussed her having an affair or even swinging but concluded that was a little too dangerous and risky. It was decided that maybe a fuck buddy would be the solution. The question was who could we trust and who would be available when needed. I suggested Ted, our next door neighbor. Ted is a little older than us, no kids, and is an international airline pilot. We played golf and tennis together at the club so I knew him pretty well. Due to his work he had lots of time off and after seeing him in the locker room I knew the man was hung. Ted was about six ft three and 200 pounds or so, in great shape. His wife Ellen was just the opposite. About five two she was maybe 160 pounds, mostly in her chest and ass. She was a great gal and a good friend to Janice so if any couple could help us out it had to be them. Janice readily agreed to try and she would approach Ellen while I laid the groundwork with Ted. But before we were going to take this step we made an appointment with a leading doctor specializing in sexual disorders. After a battery of tests it was determined that Janice had FHSDD. That stood for Female Hyperactive Sexual Desire Disorder. This was a fancy way to say the Janice had a constant desire and need for sexual activity. We could not pinpoint the cause so the doctor wanted to try some medications primarily serotonin inhibitors and also clominpramine. After trying these remedy's during the time cycle, we noticed little if any improvement plus it appeared to make Janice more moody and agitated. The doctor wanted to run some more tests but we decided to hold off. We also decided to pursue our plan to involve Ted. First Janice told me the response she got from Ellen. Ellen was very supportive and commented she was concerned with Janice's problem and felt since they were friends, any help she could offer they would. Ellen did put in the caveat that if she felt slighted in any way that she could avail herself of me; of course I was delighted to hear that, since her big ass and even bigger tits often had made me drool. Next up was Ted and he couldn't have been more supportive as well as telling me his fantasy was fucking Janice. So all seemed to be set and it was decided the best way was for Ted and Janice to connect while I was at work and the boys in school. This arrangement was working good as Ted would fuck Janice several times during the day and when I got home it was my job to continue to the next day. We started to have some bumps when Ted's flight schedule changed; of course being an international pilot, Ted would be gone for stretches of time, usually 10 days. This forced all the fucking back on me. You can imagine Janet's heightened state during Ted's absences but even then his first duty was Ellen when he got back. It wasn't long before we knew this arrangement was not sustainable. We would have to enlarge our circle or try something else. One day we had Janice's sister, Polly and her husband Ray over. Polly is 12 years younger than Janice, physically opposite; she is a hair over 5 feet and might hit 100 pounds. Even with that, she has a full gorgeous ass and a nice B cup. Ray is a big burly guy about 6'2 and probably 230 pounds. Ray is kind of gruff and he works in the oil field pipeline business. We really like them both, they are outgoing and funny. Well, during the conversation Janice let it slip about Ted and Polly replied that she knew already. This took us back a bit, but not anymore than when Ray announced that they were swingers over the past couple years. Ray continued by saying he wouldn't mind helping out if we needed help. Polly concurred by asked for the same caveat as Ellen next door, would I be available for her if needed. Dancing in my head was the thought of petite Polly spinning on my dick. I liked the idea. Nothing else was said for several moments, and then Ray asked do you want to try to Janice. Considering Janice's condition, this is like asking a kid if he wants candy. Janice stood up and lifted her skirt to expose her pussy (she never wears underwear anymore, irritates her) and bent over the arm chair. Ray took this for a solid yes, opened his jeans to expose a short but ever so fat cock. The best description would be a tapered beer can. It was that thick and only slightly longer with a slimmer head. Ray got behind Janice and worked that ramrod in. Janice was moaning as the thickness was new to her and was probably hitting areas that hadn't been touched before except during childbirth. It wasn't long before he was imbedded to the root and was pounding away. Polly took this as cue and took my hand and told me to lie down. I did and she knelt over me and opened my shorts and fished my cock out. She lifted her dress (no underwear either) and straddled me. Hovering over me she grabbed my cock and wet it with her pussy before sitting on it. She then straightened her legs so I could hold them and balance her entire body just on my cock. She did push ups with her hands off of my knees. Talk about a spinner event. As my ass flexed up, I fucked her pussy while raising her whole body. Glancing over to Janice, Ray had removed the rest of her clothes and was cupping her tits and flicking her nipples. His cock was still working hard into Janice's snatch. Both Ray and I came into our respective partners. Later on Ray had two more bouts with Janice. So now with Ray included we had a little more help with Janice. During the days, Ted was up, Ray and I operated in the evenings and weekends. This activity was keeping Janice satisfied for the time being, but I already had the sense that we needed to do more. Remember the others had to service their wives as well as being on beck and call for Janice's heavy demands. Janice was now being fucked a minimum of 6 times a day and as much as 10 times. This as well as the use of various vibrators and dildo's, she was having probably 20 orgasms a day. We were also trying some herbal supplements that we read about, all in an effort to make her condition tolerable. Problems began again when Ray called to say he had been placed on night shift for the next six months. That minimized his activity during the day and left me as sole provider in the evenings. Janice and I had another talk on options. We read up on so called gangbang squads, swinger groups and everything in between. It all came down to a safety issue and discretion. We just could not get comfortable with any scenarios. Ray even brought up some in his semi regular group and Ted thought of other pilots. Ellen and Polly were no help, shit they wanted more themselves. It was then that Janice mentioned the boys. "What," I astounded. "You cannot be serious Jan". Janice then laid out the scene. Both boys would be discreet, they were young and virile (Brian was now 21 and Jeff 19), they did not have steady girlfriends, they lived at home going to college. Plus over the years they had spied on mom and often commented how hot she was. I told her that they would not go for it, the incest factor, and what would this do to the family diametric. We continued to discuss this for weeks, with us always having the same conclusions -- Janice for, me against. We finally got feedback from the others in our group, surprisingly all for. Ray and Ted could perform better with help; Ellen aghast at first thought it kinky and Polly, well her caveat again was to be included. I began to wonder if this nympho thing was a family issue. Being outpolled I finally gave in, if Janice could convince the boys, I wouldn't interfere. Needless to say what the outcome was. Here now is an average weekday. I wake in the morning and Janice either blows me or I fuck her. While I'm shaving and showering, she goes to Brian's room and gets another fuck. Brian replaces me in the shower while I go down to make coffee and breakfast. I pass Jeff's room and he is bulldozing his cock in Janice's ass. She loves it because Jeff has 7 inches that curves upwards and hits spots in Janice that drive her crazy. During breakfast in the kitchen we all take turns fucking mom again. She bends at the counter and one after the other we ram her. When the boys and I leave, Ted comes around by mid morning and does his part. By the time the weekend arrives, we have a full blown orgy on our hands. Ray and Polly come over and Polly gets her share of action. Being so petite she is constantly being carried around by one of the boys on their peckers. She also has a double penetration in this position which I had to film it was so hot. Of course we are joined by Ted and Ellen. All in all I think we have this nympho, sex addict thing under control that is until I heard my wife on the phone with her mom. Janice did not know I was there, but I heard her give a fairly detailed accounting of our activities sex wise. I was surprised to say the least because her mother was very prim and proper and would best be described as a pillar of society. I was even more surprised when Janice told her mother in a loud voice that no she could come over when we entertained. What's up with that? Janice And Her Mom Welcum Leon For a reference read Janice, Janice's Mom and Janice's Mom Joins the Group for background You know the great thing about constant fucking is that when you tire, you are really tired and can sleep like a baby no matter what your regular sleep patterns are. After our romps of last night, I fell into a deep sleep and awoke very refreshed and also very early. It was still dark outside but my urgency to take a piss was too great. But once up, it was to difficult to return to sleep, so I decided to throw on my shorts and head downstairs to make some coffee and glance at the paper since it was Sunday. Walking down the hall I just had to look in the guest room to see who ended up with Maggie, my anal cock craving MIL. Lo and behold my first guess was right; it was my BIL Ray who had Maggie in a spoon position, both sound asleep. It was very apparent they had actually fucked themselves to sleep. Ray was behind Maggie, one hand cupping a breast and the only thing left out of the sex act was that his cock had slipped out of her ass. I had to chuckle remembering last night as my neighbor Ted and I had played a joke on Ray concerning Maggie and his reactions were comical. Going further down the hall I saw the guest bath being used, by whom I didn't know till I saw into my son's rooms and they were asleep. That meant my SIL Polly was using the facilities as I went down the stairs to begin my morning. The coffee smelled great as it was brewing and I went outside to pickup the paper. I got myself comfortable in my lounger with some steaming brew and the sports section. I heard a rustle behind me and saw Polly now downstairs also grabbing a cup. She had on Ray's shirt from yesterday which engulfed her petite frame but did expose her cute butt when she sat down next to me. I could tell she had freshly showered as her hair was still damp and she smelled of the apple shampoo we had in the hall bath. "Morning she mumbled out, did you sleep ok and get enough rest?" "I did Polly, how about you?" I responded. She looked down into her coffee cup and said "I got some sleep, but as far as rest goes, I didn't, your sons are insatiable animals. They kept me pinned down till after 3AM when I finally told them no more." "I'm sorry Polly, you should have told them sooner. Between their mother and your mom, they could have given you a rest." "Don't be sorry, Polly defended, I wasn't in the least. Plus Ray never left Mom's backside all night, so she would have not been any reinforcements." We both laughed at that comment and we continued to read the paper and sip coffee. Upon turning a page, I got a quick peek between the buttons of Polly's shirt and saw her perky tits with her nice sized nipples, which started to get me hard. With that I opened my shorts and asked Polly to help me out. Looking down on my cock, Polly rolled her eyes and commented "men" but did move her head down to my groin and began to fondle me with her hands. I on the other hand, grabbed her leg and lifted it over me so I could position her body better on top of me. With a few movements we were in sync for a little 69. I rumpled up her shirt to expose her pussy and rosebud to my gaze as well as my tongue. Polly was still playing with me and hadn't embraced me with her lips yet, but was jacking me pretty good. I meanwhile was licking her puss and asshole and occasionally driving my tongue into her ass. The sweetness of her body was complemented by the aroma of her recent shower. I never plan much, but the next thing I did went to my memory banks to use on someone else. I disengaged from my eating Polly and took a swallow of still hot coffee and then placed my hot tongue deep into her vagina. The heat was welcomed by Polly who ground her bottom harder onto my face. Polly did the same to me except she kept her drink of coffee in her mouth and quickly swallowed my cock. I pulsed several times because of the sensation of wet and hot. We alternated with the coffee and our sex organs which brought new highlights to our activity. This continued on a while with me darting my hot tongue into both her ass and pussy. Laying on my recliner like we were, if you saw us from above it would appear that Polly was fucking my face. I could sense her ass clenching as she was moving toward an orgasm. Her manipulations on my cock were also cooking my ball pot. We were both moving swiftly to a classic cum and my intentions were now to flood her mouth rather than fuck her. Holding Polly's hips to keep her steady on my face, I was slurping at her steady flow of juices but was unable to keep it all from running over my face. Meanwhile her suction on my cock intensified to the point of my release. With that, I removed one hand from her hip and placed it behind her neck and lower head to keep her head and mouth where it was currently vacuuming. I throbbed several times and shot several times deep in Polly's throat my molten sauce, which she was swallowing as well as I was firing it. Polly's lower body began quaking as her orgasm began playing out. We stayed that way till our bodies had eased themselves of our respective releases at which point Polly dismounted me and slid back onto the sofa while pulling the shirt she was wearing back down. I pushed my recliner up back into a sitting position and we both grabbed some towels to clean ourselves up a bit. Within a minute or two we had resumed with the paper and our coffee, so if you had not witnessed the fiery 69 we just enjoyed, you would have thought we were a boring couple on a Sunday morning. That's how my boys, Brian and Jeff, found us as they came downstairs. They mentioned that they were running to get some donuts and if we wanted anything. After they left, Maggie came down dressed and explained that she was leaving to run some errands and to check on the house as her husband would be arriving tomorrow night. Maggie did express that she would be back later and that made my cock happy since it would be planted in her ass for sure. That left poor Ray and Janice upstairs, so I expected some fireworks as I went up to dress for the day. Sure enough, Ray was laying the pipe to Janice who had her legs straight up in the air as Ray was driving that thick prick of his home into her womb. There were a lot of O fucks being said by both of them as orgasms were just on the horizon. I watched out of the corner of my eye as I dressed. Suddenly Ray started to grunt and jerk hard as his cock was spewing his sauce into Janice. She in turn was convulsing and lifting her ass off the bed, almost driving Ray into the air. When they uncoupled Ray acted surprised to see me dressing and said, "Sorry, I woke up really horny and Maggie was already gone, so I woke Janice." Janice snuck in with "Gee thanks, I like to be a second choice" to a haggard looking Ray. "I didn't mean it that way." "Oh stop you two, I said in an effort to halt the typical banter, the boys went for some breakfast sweets, Maggie left for some errands, and you both might consider getting dressed, unless you've forgotten that Leon is coming over." With that I left the room and headed downstairs again, noticing out the window that the boy's car was back, so I knew they had returned from the store. Entering the kitchen, I saw my son's playing one of their favorite games "Hoist the Aunty". All three were nude with Brian having Polly impaled on his cock, legs around his hips and his hands under her ass keeping her in the air. Jeff was teasing her with a chocolate donut by letting her get close and then pulling in away as she remained thrusting down on Brian's rod. Then Brian traded Polly off to Jeff who caught her in midair and rammed his dick into her warm pussy. Jeff was thru fooling around and placed Polly backside against the kitchen counter and began to bang her box furiously. Polly's arms were around Jeff's neck, desperately trying to hang on thru this pounding. Brian saw me standing there and came over with a box of donuts offering them to me to select. "Hey Brian, when are you expecting Leon to come over?" "He said sometime after 1:30 this afternoon, he was going to church and then by the gym" was my answer. Meanwhile Jeff was fucking Polly like a carpenter pounds nails. They were both flailing at each other as if they didn't commingle fluids soon they would pass out. Brian left my side and went to Polly's head and lowered it to his eager erect cock. She slurped him down to the root while still getting pummeled at an amazing speed by Jeff. Jeff begins to let out a yelp and starts saying yes over and over as he starts injecting his love seed deep into his aunt's pussy. As he withdraws slowly his cock is coated with their combined fluids and starts to drip onto the kitchen floor. The intensity of the fucking was enough for Brian to ejaculate into Polly's mouth. Unable to catch the full load, it began to drip down to the floor to create a splatter pattern along with Jeff's load. The exhausted threesome fell apart sucking for air as they collapsed around the kitchen. Polly was the first to recover her wits and dashed upstairs to clean up and making a reference that she and Ray would be late. To what, I couldn't ascertain. I decided to head outside and check the grill as I was going to cook some burgers and dogs for lunch. While pulling the grill from the corner and removing its cover, I heard giggling noises from next door and instantly knew that our neighbors, Ted and Ellen had to be outside. I started to walk to the fence line and our gate that separated our properties. Upon entering their yard I could see their heads sticking out of their hot tub as they were laughing about something. I bellowed out a "good morning, neighbors" to which they both looked my way and I got a come over wave from Ellen. "Morning you two," I stated as I stared down from above the tub to my neighbors nude bodies and the sight of Ellen huge knockers bobbing on the bubbling water. My cock did an immediate salute to that sight and tented my shorts outward. Ellen gave me a come in wave to which I slid my shorts off and wrestled my tee shirt over my head. Finally naked I slid into the boiling water next to voluptuous Ellen and her mounds of joy. I started by asking what all the laughter was about. Ellen and Ted, both playing with each other below the water line, started to smile and said it was about the orgy last night. The amusement was over Ray's reaction to finding out that Maggie was a participator in the carnal pleasures we enjoy. I had to chuckle along with them remembering the facial expressions of Ray, especially when he was welcomed by the adoring magic ass of Maggie. Ted was getting more aggressive underwater with Ellen's body as the wave action in the tub intensified. Not to be overlooked, I reached out and placed my palm over the extended nipple of her left breast and began squeezing. Ellen would look back and forth between Ted and I, to see possibly who would take the lead. I dropped my head to that wondrous nipple and began sucking and licking in earnest while now lifting and feeling her right tit. Ted was now rising out of the water and lifted Ellen's ass out with him. Her twisting around had me temporarily lose her tits, but I quickly got them back as she now faced me and those heavy danglers were lapping at the water line. Ted lined up his body behind his wife and plunged a ready cock into her twat deeply. Ellen in turn let out a sigh and pressed her big tits hard into my face. As she was being fucked from behind, those beauties were slapping the hell out of me and I loved it. As I was enjoying the tit loving from Ellen, she let one arm and hand go from supporting her on the edge of the tub and located my stiff cock underwater and began to jerk me. Ted meanwhile pounded her slit to a certain rhythm in his head and his head was rolled back, occasionally peering upward to the sky. While not having the sex drive of my wife, her sister or their mother, Ellen was still a hot fuck and her plump body made it a delight to have sex with her in any fashion. Just munching on her big titties, I saw that Ted left Ellen's backside and exited the tub, still with a raging hard on. This allowed Ellen to scoot up from her earlier position of bent at the waist, and now straddle my lower body. Her radar pussy soon found my throbbing member and she lowered herself onto me. We were creating additional wave action in the tub now with me pushing up into her cunt and her heavy tits slapping on top of the bubbly water. Knowing that Ted had left the tub, I glanced around when I heard patio furniture move around and was not startled to see that Janice had joined us, naked as the day is long, lying back onto the patio table, with Ted banishing his rod between her legs. A twinkle caught my eye as her gold anklet was hit by the sun as she raised and opened her legs for the cock invasion. Ted, red and wet from the tub, jammed his cock into Janice's pussy and held still for a minute. He then began to rotate his lower body as if trying to screw his torso into Janice. She started to moan as Ted's cock made contact with her clit and made her reach for his ass cheeks to hold. Ellen's rapid breathing led me to back to the task at hand which was to get this wench and me off. Lurching forward toward me while riding my cock, her nipples were like sharp darts stabbing me in the chest. Lowering my mouth, I worked my tongue and lips onto those tips and sucked like mad, basically wanting to milk her. This acted as the final straw in Ellen's move toward orgasm and she flailed around as she erupted on my hard cock. I met her flow with that of my own as our juices met on the highway of her vagina. Something about fucking in a hot tub and reaching release, the exhaustion from that exertion is trebled. After slipping off me, Ellen panting made her big tits bob in the water as she and I tried to bring our breathing back to normal. Trying to rest, the sounds behind us made us look again. Ted had now flipped Janice over onto her stomach, ass in the air as Ted was fucking her butt hole hard. He drove his large cock all the way in as his ball sack made smacking noises against Janice's flowing pussy. Judging by Ted's facial expressions, Janice had learned some of her mom's ass fucking techniques as he was certainly enthralled fucking Janice. Ellen and I were glued to his face as he tried harder and harder not to explode. He vainly fought a losing battle and in a few moments began coming in Janice's ass as if his life force was leaving him. As Ted withdrew about half way, his come coated cock was still hard and angry looking, so he re-inserted into Janice's ass again and began to slam inside as if he was going again. He couldn't keep that going and reluctantly fell out when he was soft. His withdrawal left Janice's ass gaping and had chucks of spunk running out hitting the patio below. They both collapsed onto patio chairs, out of breath and energy. Ellen had gone inside and now came out with a pitcher of bloody Mary's, leaving a tall glass in front of each of us. Since she and I had time to resume our normal heart rate, we both sat down after filling our glasses and taking a few gulps. "So I understand Leon will be over today" said a relaxed looking Ellen. "Yeah, later this afternoon, I answered, Hey, I making some burgers and stuff for lunch, would you and Ted care to pop in and join us? We have plenty." Ted piped in before Ellen could respond," Appreciate it neighbors, but we have to run out tonight for a send off. Our senior pilot is retiring and the company has a celebration planned. It starts at 4 and it's almost across town. You know we would love to join you all but since this guy was my mentor, we gotta go." "No problem buddy, there will be plenty of other times we can see you" I calmly answered. "You will let me know how it goes, won't you?" a concerned Ted remarked. "You bet." We sat and chatted with Ted and Ellen for the next half hour or so before I wandered back over to get stuff ready for lunch. Janice followed shortly thereafter but went inside while I stayed on the patio. Checking the time, I thought it best to start the BBQ grill, and then went inside to get the meats. I ran into Brian in the kitchen on the phone, after seeing me he hung up and told me that Leon was on his way and for sure, would stay for lunch. Janice came to join me outside on the patio wearing a shirt that was tied midriff and obviously not wearing a bra as her cleavage very well showed. She also had on her shorts, the one's I refer to as Daisy dukes, frayed at the bottom and oh so short with her camel toe very clearly on display. She was not resorting to any clever antic to possibly get Leon for a shag. I decided to rub it in a bit. "Hey Honey, what's with the hot to trot look, are you so sure Leon is going to play along?" "I don't know, but advertising is always a good thing if you want to convince someone to buy" she rebutted. She had a point there. Whether we get to that point with Leon was another matter. I know for the boys it was more of a way to play with Kiesha, Leon's sister. Janice and I continued chatting outside when I saw Brian get up and go to the door. Soon he came outside with Leon in tow. Leon was a large fellow, well over six feet and in the 270 pound plus range. He was wearing a short sleeve shirt, cut at the shoulder which highlighted his bulging arms and width of his torso. He also had on warm up athletic sweat pants, which from the way he moved showed he either had boxer shorts or nothing on underneath. When he moved toward me to shake hands, his cock was hitting his pants leg and appeared to be quite large. Leon was very impressive, both in his imposing physical condition but also in his demeanor. He was quietly soft spoken, but very assured in what and how he said things. When Leon saw Janice he attempted to shake her hand, but she would have none of that and commenced to give him a big hug, which he happily gave back. The hug was massive as Leon's hands covered most of Janice's back and she seemed engulfed in his embrace, almost disappearing from view. It also looked like she made contact to some extent with his cock as her legs were between his and she bent one leg at the knee and held it behind her. After a little while Leon was trying to break away from the hug, but Janice held on, tapping her hands on his back and not letting up. Finally they did disengage. Janice went inside to answer the ringing phone. Brian and Leon went out into the backyard and asked Jeff to join them as they were going to run some plays that Leon had brought with him. So I continued to cook as the boys went through the formations on the grass. Shortly thereafter Janice came outside and as she sat down next to me and the grill, she started to fill me in on the family's whereabouts. "Polly and Ray won't be coming back this afternoon or later this evening, she said. Ray's got to help his brother move some stuff for their mom. Something she sold and now needs to be delivered, and it's about 50 miles from here." "That's to bad" I replied. "But Mom is coming back later and will probably be spending the night again and would leave sometime in the morning, so you can get another crack at her" Janice smirked. "That's real nice, dear I answered. Another crack, how poetic you are." With that Janice slapped me on the arm and went back in to check in the iced tea she was brewing for lunch. The boys were still aggressively running formations in the yard, occasionally hitting each other hard as if they had full gear on. If these were practice drills, they were getting a little out of hand, more to my son's determent than Leon's. With the first burgers being done, I called a halt to their practice and told them to clean up and eat. They all got by the garden hose and rinsed off somewhat and grabbed a paper plate and lined up. When they all had loaded up, Janice came out with the tea and started to fill their tumblers, pouring real slow for Leon as she bent over and flashed the cleavage she had with her braless shirt. It was not lost on Leon, who at first glanced around to see if anyone was looking at him directly, and then he would spy as often as he could into Janice's top. Janice And Her Mom Welcum Leon He apparently liked what he saw, as his sweat pants could not conceal the tenting activity down between his legs. Besides me, Janice noticed and gave me a quick wink while shaking her bottom as she continued to pour tea for our son's and me. Leon tried to conceal his arousal by crossing his legs back and forth, but that just made him a little more uncomfortable and obvious. He got up and went to the grill to add a couple of dogs to his plate, turned and asked me if he could talk to me privately for a minute. I said sure and we got up with our lunch and started to walk in the back yard as I awaited his conversation. He began by saying that he had confided in Brian something troubling him and Brian had informed him that I would be someone to talk to about it, as I had some experience with his issue. I had a little background from my earlier talks with Brian, so I knew a little of what may be coming. "Sir, Leon started, Brian told me that you have some knowledge and experience in something I sure could use some help on. It's pretty personal and I would understand if you wouldn't want to discuss it." Looking at him, I answered, "Leon, we really like you and you're a great kid, if I can help in anyway I would be more than happy to. You have been a positive influence on Brian and both Janice and I are thankful.l" "Thank you Sir, he softly stated as if he was contemplating his next thoughts to verbalize them. You know my sister, Kiesha?" "Yes" I replied. "Well, she's joined me in college and I'm worried that something may happen to her since I can't be everywhere to look out for her. She has an issue that makes it difficult to control herself and I worry about her physical and emotional well being." "What do you mean by controlling herself?" I inquired. "Well, Leon hesitated a little; she has a high energy level and requires attention often." I played along to make Leon more relaxed. "A high energy level is great; she's an athlete on the basketball team, isn't she?" "Yes Sir, but that is not the energy I'm talking about. It's more of a sexual nature that's the problem." "Are you telling me, Leon that your sister has a high sex drive? If so, have you been to a doctor that might offer assistance with that? Or is it something else?" Leon looked a little perplexed at this point, probably being uncomfortable with the subject matter. So I interjected at that time, if he didn't want to continue talking about it, I would understand. "Oh no, it is a little embarrassing to talk about, but mainly it's trying to figure out what to do about it that's driving me nuts" exclaimed Leon. "Could she have FHSDD?" Leon popped his head back while looking directly at me. "What is that?" "Female Hyperactive Sexual Desire Disorder" I rolled off my tongue. "I have no idea what that is and how to check it out. And if it is something like that is there a treatment or cure?" Leon puzzled. Here was my opening, and once thru there was no going back. I decided to let him know about us and see where the chips would fall. "Well, Leon, as far as I know there is no set cure, treatments are sporadic as best but can help somewhat, you should see a doctor though and have them run a few tests. I can give you some ointments and some tablets that may help in the meantime. I'm sure Janice won't mind." "Whaaaat, Leon stammered, Miss Janice won't mind?" "No, she won't, you see she has that condition and we have worked out a way to control her impulses as part of her treatment. Although it's a little bizarre to most people, it does work for us and keeps her out of the spotlight if she resorted to other methods" I explained. Leon had stopped walking and was staring like a deer in the headlights. I think he was grappling with the fact of his sister's sexual desire to the idea there would be other people with this same issue, one being the mother of his best friend, plus that his dad was telling him about it. I could tell that this information was really confusing to him and judging by his bewildered look, was not going to understand anytime soon. I thought the best way was to charge forward and just fill him in on all the activities within the family, letting him know things piecemeal was not going to make things easier. "Well Leon, Janice does suffer from this ailment, I guess you can say it's what many also refer to as nymphomania and we try to help as much as possible. So I have a neighbor and some family members helping out. My neighbor Ted, my brother Ray and both Brian and Jeff, screw Janice when she needs it". If Keisha is having any of the same problems, how are you handling that now?" I think Leon could not grasp what I just said because he blurted out, "I've been fucking Keisha several times a day when I can get home, and also she has a large supply of dildos." It was then apparent to him that he told more than he wanted. He started to fidget and increase his breathing and sweating. Before he could compartmentalize what I told him about us, he had verbalized his secret and he felt funny for letting the cat out of the bag. I tried to console him and not to have guilt by placing my arm around his shoulder and saying I understood and there was nothing to be ashamed about. Actually he should be commended for being pro active and not trying to judge or ostracize his sister. I could see a few tears develop in his eyes as I was sure he was being tortured emotionally by the route he had taken by screwing his sibling. Leon asked me how I could handle this so well. I responded with "I feel like a fireman, it's a job that needs to be done and it helps but hurts no one. Plus the perks are second to none" I added with levity. Leon smiled at that and I still had not removed my arm from his wide shoulders. I guided Leon back toward the patio where the boys were busy polishing off the rest of lunch as well as picking up a little. I did not see my wife Janice, so I assumed she was inside so I suggested to Leon that he go inside and speak with Janice as I was going to help the boys clean up. He looked a little unnerved but I assured him it would be alright and Janice could help him with a doctor's name and medications to try. Leon went inside and I started to clean the grill as the boys gathered the leftovers and prepared to take them inside. After about 15 minutes I took an armful inside and glanced toward the den. I saw two sets of legs protruding out and knew that Janice and Leon were in deep conversation. I dropped my load in the kitchen and went back outside to finish up. I had the boys hose down the patio and rearrange the furniture as I went back inside. After leaving more stuff in the kitchen, I came around the other side into the den area. I could see Leon on the couch with his head back, moaning. Still out of their sight I moved in further to finally see Janice. She had her head down, toward Leon and was sucking on the largest cock I have ever seen in person. Leon's sweat pants were down past his knees and he was driving his hips up into Janice's mouth. Though my BIL Ray's cock may have been slightly thicker, Leon's impressive weapon was a real close second. However the length was incredible and I was anticipating seeing that unit try and get into Janice's pussy and maybe later, Maggie's ass. Both Leon and Janice were oblivious to my observing them and I continued to look on as Janice worked intensely on Leon's cock, licking the shaft from bottom to top, only to take the helmet shaped head deep into her mouth with her cheeks bulging out. Leon in turn would rub Janice's back and venture down to her ass and stroke on the outside of her shorts. When his giant hand made contact with her ass, it literally covered the entire cheek. I was keenly aware that my cock was very hard and fished it out so that my shorts would no longer compress it and make it hurt. I refrained from playing with myself so as to get an even closer look at the sofa action. By this time, Janice had removed her shirt and let her large tits rub along the arm and chest of Leon. Leon took one of his mitts and engulfed one of Janice's tits with it in an effort to raise it to his lips. His thick lips nibbled at the hardening nipple as his cheeks sucked in the engorged tit. Janice moaned out in obvious pleasure and applied more spit to her sucking. Their heightened arousal caused them to disengage and disrobe completely and now the full physical specimen that was Leon was on display. He was absolutely ripped and his cock was a miniature third leg pointed straight out with immense dangling balls. Janice was flushed to say the least and her tits stood out with nipples pointed and hard like I've never seen. With them both nude at this point, Leon sat back down on the couch and held his cock in position waiting for Janice to ride him. Janice took over from his hand and with hers, guided it to her slit where she rubbed in along the lips, further lubricating it along with her previous sucking. Janice's lips stretched insanely as her pussy began to house the mushroom head of his dick. She slowly worked her way down his shaft, her breathing indicating that it was work. Her sighs and short and shallow breaths gave way that she was having difficulty housing this tubesteak. After considerable difficulty, Janice did manage to take about half of his cock in her hole. She slowly rode Leon, first gently up and down, then with a little more force. Little by little his cock went deeper into her vagina. As she would ride up, the slickness was evident on his prick as Janice was really wet. As she was getting close to his balls, the squelching of their organs was getting louder. Suddenly, with one final push down, Janice bottomed out on this huge cock and her pussy lips grazed along the top of Leon's large balls. The crevices in Leon's balls were now a reservoir of pussy juice, flowing like a waterfall from Janice's pussy. At this point they had been fucking for a good solid 20 minutes and I was impressed with the staying power of Leon. Knowing full well the loving pressure from Janice's love hole, I could not hold out that long. They just went and went along like the energizer bunny. Janice may have become a little frustrated as she altered her fuck. Instead of slamming down to the root on every other thrust, she now went down only half way and furiously rubbed his cock with her pussy walls. This made things even stickier as their combined juices began to froth on their organs. This action got an already horny Leon even more revved up and grabbing Janice's ass cheeks; he stood up, raising Janice's body with him. In one fluid motion he flipped her over and laid on top of her still with his cock impaled in her pussy. With his huge hands he grabbed her ankles and spread her legs very wide. Finally, in this position, Leon began to pound and pound her pussy. His ass clenched every time he drove to the base into Janice's hole as his pace quickened. They were trading words of encouragement between them, with Janice squealing loudly "fuck me, fuck me" and Leon responding with "so fuckin tight and your pussy is so hot." Leon was at the frenzy point, with the speed of a cordless drill; he was driving that dick deep. At this point they must have been at it at least 45 minutes to an hour and their bodies glistened with sweat from their exertions. I could tell at this point that Janice was exploding with orgasm after orgasm as she lets out a continual wail cry and frantic hip rotation. With Leon's butt flexing it was hard to determine if he was coming or just trying to drive in deeper. Though they did not slow, I began to see white residue on Leon's cock as it left the confines briefly of Janice's love tunnel. It was clear that Leon had or was ejaculating his sperm now. As his prick would come out, more and more it was coated with his cum and Janice's orgasmic flow. He repeatedly pounded his cock into my wife's cunt as if he had an endless supply of sauce. It was the most incredible sight to witness, better than any porno flick I've seen. Leon was grunting and slowing now, his cock looked like a different appendage to his body. He being black and his cock almost dipped in snow. With it nowhere to go, it pooled at his scrotum and got between the folds of his ball sack. Finally, he pulled completely out of my wife's pussy and rolled off and to the side. Collapsing on the sofa with his body hitting hard, gasping for breath, next to him, Janice was in the same boat. The leaking of Janice's pussy was impressive as globs of cum bubbled out and worked its way like a lava flow to the pillow below as well as the floor. Janice's eye's rolled back into her head and her body and mind were in a tranquil state of bliss. Still glued to them as they descended their heavenly coupling, I hadn't noticed the group behind me. There stood Brian and Jeff, flushed, naked and jerking. Slightly behind them was Maggie, skirt up and hand in her twat, stroking quickly. I had not noticed any of these people enter or even was aware they were standing near me, such was the performance I had witnessed. Then two remarkable things happened. The first was truly a first. The boys walked toward their mother with their stiff cocks out and as they approached Janice, she did an incredible thing, she waved them off. Never as far back could I recall had Janice appeared to be sated. But here she was, still searching for air and her heart rate to go down, telling her boys, not now. Could we possibly have found the cure for her affliction? Both Jeff and Brian appeared to be disorientated now, with hard dicks and no place to go begin to stumble around. They spotted Maggie, but before they could pounce on her, she had made a beeline for Leon and plopping down next to him, starting to feast on his vanilla coated chocolate cone. Her tongue slurped at the shaft and also went to his balls to suction out cum caught in the crevices of his balls. Slowly but surely, his black cock became more visible as more and more of the vanilla coating, was siphoned off. Leon was perplexed. Not fully recovered from his wild ride with Janice, Maggie was now going full blast with her vacuum of a mouth on his beaten down cock. He looked resigned to the fact he was going to be fucked again, this time by grandma. The boys meanwhile were still looking for satisfaction. Still their mother refused them anywhere nears her holes with their torpedos. Janice was still glowing in the aftermath of her delicious fuck with Leon and wanted to take full advantage of her jets finally, being cooled. I for one was happy she had a reprieve from her usual constant horniness. The boys directed their attention to Maggie, but she was on a one track mission, and that was Leon's massive black tree trunk. Her oral skills were in full force as she worked that cock with all her tools and a gallon of saliva. I didn't know Leon's sexual experience but I would venture to say what he was receiving from Maggie was a first for him. When he did open his eyes, you saw nothing but white, his eyeballs were rolled to the back of his head. Leon was feebly trying to grope Maggie, flailing away at her tits and ass. But Maggie had complete control, cupping is nut sack with one hand and her mouth fastened to his pole, he was going nowhere, except maybe off. By this time Maggie had almost completely licked all the come off Leon's cock. You would not have thought that moment before there had been a thick coat of cum covering him from his recent bout with Janice. Leon had also recovered and was currently undertaking a resurrection of sorts as his dick was becoming erect and hardening. This seemed to urge Maggie on more and her mouth and tongue were providing increasingly more waves of pleasure to Leon's anatomy. Leon had calmed to the point where he did have Maggie's tits out and was rubbing them intently. He was also trying with his other hand to either raise or remove her skirt so as to access her lower torso. Maggie paused for a moment and assisted him and removed her skirt and in a sensual tone added "I don't know if they told you, but I only take it in the ass." Leon did not seem to acknowledge Maggie's confession, but it was clear that he was about ready again to fuck. With Maggie getting up and moving on the sofa into a kneeling position with her rear end raised high up and open, Leon also got up behind her. His cock was literally dripping from the saliva attack from Maggie and he stood now, poised to assault her ass with his menacing dick. All the guys in the room had experienced Maggie's magnificent ass and how totally accommodating it was to our cocks, but how she was going to bury this monster was a mystery. Leon placed the large head straight on her rosebud and began probing and pushing. Slowly he made some headway, and the head slipped into her anus. Maggie was breathing like she was delivering a baby, short and quick gasps. I found myself mimicking her with the way I began breathing. My son's and wife Janice were like me, glued to the scene unfolding right before us. Leon pushed thru with a few inches and the distension of Maggie's ass was very noticeable. She had a pained expression on her face, but it also reflected a got to have it attitude. Leon withdrew his cock and spat on it, rubbing his lubrication over the head and again inserted hard. This time his cock made a deeper penetration than before and almost half his cock was digested into Maggie's asshole. Maggie's head was swaying side to side and grunts and tones were becoming animalistic as she urged the assault onward. With his cock half way in at this point, Maggie must have started her magical ass tour and gotten her muscles in gear. This time it was Leon that was making the animal noises as Maggie's ass was in command and fucking back. Leon's hands on Maggie's hips were not for him fucking but rather just for hanging on for the ride. Ever so slowly their gyrations were driving Leon's cock deeper and deeper into her chute. There was nothing intelligible coming out of their throats, it was animals in the wild, mating. Like all the men who have been pleasured in Maggie's ass, there is a point one gets to that is beyond euphoria. It is a high like no other, one where your cock and balls become the center of your universe and only the conquest of pleasure rules. Leon was reaching that height, a joy he never experienced let alone knew, existed. Leon howled at the top of his lungs as his cum was released, coursing its way down the sphincter of my mother's wondrous ass. He flexed his ass cheeks in order to drive out more of more of his sauce. Like before with my wife Janice, his cock was being sugar coated by his own sperm, the amount being very impressive. After what seemed like 10 minutes, Leon finally withdrew and literally fell to the floor in exhaustion. Maggie stayed spread wide on the sofa, with her ass so distended, you could have put a telescope inside and seen the heavens. The rest of us were just spellbound, seeing this carnal activity at its frenzy was awe inspiring to say the least. By this time Janice had gotten her mojo back and grabbed for Brian and Jeff who offered no resistance to her advances. They quickly took a place and commenced to give their sweet mom a double penetration, with Jeff doing the ass honors. This was just a lust encounter, with everyone of one mindset, orgasm. At this stage, Leon was still on the ground, like a prizefighter who had been hit hard and often and was thinking if it was worth it to rise up. Maggie had left the couch, also a sight with rivers of cum flowing down her inner thighs and walking, or should I say stumbling with legs that were more than jelly on her way to the bathroom. Surprisingly I had a real hard on but did not have the uncontrollable urge to blow my load. But that did not stop me from offering my cock to Janice's gaping mouth as she was fully getting shagged in both lower holes by Jeff and Brian. She instantly started to suck and did it hard; she was really worked up by her bout with Leon and them witnessing her Mom's hard ramming. Leon did not cure her, but maybe quelled her thirst for a little more time than normal. Janice And Her Mom Welcum Leon Looking behind me now, I could still see Leon, remaining on the floor, dazed and drained. To watch a physical mountain of a man be more or less some pulp was not something to observe every day. I knew though that once he got his wits back he would play the scenario over and over and realize the pure pleasure he encountered today. Meanwhile Maggie had returned, wobbly kneed still, and was looking for a place to sit down. Once she did, and her backside was revealed, the gape of her ass was still immense, she was also still dripping cum out. This was the spark I needed, and I shot several spurts of cum into Janice's throat, which she gargled for a moment and then swallowed. I was done. The boys switched holes and deep rooted their mom for the next several minutes, when they to had to release their loads. When done and leaving their mothers sex organs, Maggie rolled up and licked her daughter clean. Watching this with renewed eyes was Leon. Like some rejuvenated warrior, he sat up and you could see his cock begin to swell again. This was not possible I thought. The amount of energy and sperm he had unloaded in the past couple of hours would suffice most men a couple of weeks. But watching mom eat daughter of her sons cum was more than an aphrodisiac. Leon strode over to the women and stood in front of mother and daughter, waving a hardened cock in the direction of the lips of Maggie and the pussy of Janice. Both took notice and reached out for the jumbo dick and began oral caresses on the expanding organ. This had already been a workout for Leon, the exertion he had put out had left a thin sheen of sweat all over his body and his forehead was a mass of beaded sweat balls. It made me think of my thirst and I needed to drink something fast. Leaving the scene, I went into the kitchen and gulped down some iced tea. The cooling effect went right to my balls and I felt a little more at ease. However in the next room, wailing began and my dick returned to being a flagpole. Returning quickly to the sound of the wails, I saw both Janice and Maggie offering their asses high in the air to a hardened, black and yes, inflamed cock that literally pulsed with blood. Leon was trading off, ramming both asses with his meat, going in about half length and then thrusting about a half dozen times, then switching to the next ass. As he would remove himself from one ass, that one would gape obscenely, like a cave ready to yell and hear your echo. Leon was a fucking machine. If he was doing his sister Kiesha like this and she still wanted or needed more, she had to be in worse shape than Janice in her addiction. I was looking forward to finding out for myself and hoping it would be soon. Leon was now staying longer and deeper in each asshole. This had both my son's Brian and Jeff charged up and they each lined their cocks up to a perspective mouth for some sucking. Brian went before his grandmother Maggie and she wasted little time inhaling his sensitive cockhead. Jeff went to Janice and his mother swallowed him whole with his curved boner protruding from her cheeks vulgarly. Both the boys were beyond aroused and wasted little time ejaculating their loads on to the eager lips of their partners. Without the shooting cocks now stifling their wails, the women again made obscene noises as Leon was still pounding into their welcoming bodies. Both Janice and Maggie were glancing at each other and noticing the drippings of cum from their faces and got into a face lock to clean each other off. I saw this as an opportunity to get my jacking cock off and went to them, with their tongues interlocked and jettisoned my sperm over their lips and tongues. I was surprised by my quantity and force of my ejections and was now splattering more over their faces. Finally drained, I stepped back, emptied for the time being. The pace that Leon was on was incredible, he was pounding each hole for 20-25 strokes before planting himself in the other ass and doing the same or equal stroke count. Knowing how he had come up till now led me to believe he would only shoot a dollop or so but with a might shove deep into Maggie's ass, he erupted and pulsed a load into Maggie's asshole. Pulling out holding his cock tight he reinserted into Janice's ass and let it pulse again. Leon did this three times in each ass and his loads began to be squeezed out of those two impressive holes. Leon remained hard and jacked the remains of his cum on the small of Maggie's back. Finally empty he stepped and then fell backward into the lounge chair his chest heaving and his mouth and throat gasping for air. His chest was pounding with the rapid pace of his heartbeat. Everybody kind of halted all activity and reviewed the scene we had in the room. Both Maggie and Janice were face down on the sofa, asses still in the air on their knees with cum being farted out of their respective asses. Both Jeff and Brian were limp, having dumped their loads several times. Leon looked like he had fucked off ten pounds, but still his body rippled as his muscles were fighting for their share of oxygen. Me, I was pretty wasted to, having cum several times forcefully on both my wife and mother. I went back into the kitchen for more drink as my thirst had returned with a vengeance. Upon turning around with my drink in hand, a very naked Leon stood there, looking like he had run a marathon twice and held out a shaking hand, looking for a drink to. I gave him a glass of water which he didn't drink but rather poured down his throat. Giving the glass back to me, speechless, he motioned for a repeat. That to, was inhaled. Finally he formed some words, and between extended breaths he said, "Thanks. I really had a fantastic time here today and I hope I'm invited back at some point. Thanks so much for the information and help. Would it be alright if I were to bring Keisha over sometime?" Would it be alright? Hell yeah I thought. Based on his description and the boys telling me how hot she was, there was no way I would turn that offer down. "We would be delighted Leon for you and your sister to visit anytime you like" was my response. Leon nodded and said thanks again. He turned and said he had to go home and get ready for morning football drills. Watching him walk and get dressed had me laughing inside as he appeared as and old, frail guy after his carnal workout. When he finally had his sweats on he thanked everyone again and gave a peck on the cheeks of Janice and Maggie who were both passed out on the sofa. Brian saw him to the door while Jeff and I looked at the women and tried to figure out who would carry who to bed. When Brian returned, both he and his brother picked up the women and carried them upstairs to their bedrooms and laid them down. Other then a few heavy breaths, the ladies were out like light bulbs. Both the boys yelled down goodnight to me and went into their rooms as well. Crashing down on the sofa, I assessed the afternoon and evening. We now looked forward to having two more fuck members of our group and I wondered how all this would play out in the end. I really did not know if this would be the end, or somehow in the future we would entertain even more folks. It's amazing what fighting a disease will do to all that have contact with it. Looking around at the rumpled pillows and soiled furniture, I resigned myself to the fact that cleanup could wait; I was to beat to do anymore. I took a slow and easy pace upstairs to my bedroom and slid in quietly next to Janice. Tomorrow will take care of itself, it always has. Janice And Her Sons Mark sat naked in front of his computer, staring at porn images of mothers and sons fucking together on one of his favourite incest sites. With the mouse in his right hand and his hard cock in his left, he went through the images one by one, whistling with admiration whenever a particular picture excited him more than usual. "Wow, Brett," said Mark, "will you come and look at this?" Brett, who had been lying naked on the bed masturbating as he thumbed through a porn mag, lifted his nineteen years old body from the mattress and walked over to join his twin brother who was now masturbating as if his life depended on it. "Bloody hell," said Brett, matching Mark in the masturbation stakes stroke for stroke, "look at the size of that guy's prick." "Yeah," said Mark, "any mother would be proud to have a son like that. Still, he's not as big as I am." "Nor me," said Brett. Mark glanced at his brother and smiled. "I suppose yours is quite big, bruv," he said, "but it ain't as big as mine." "Piss off!" said Brett, good naturedly, "you know darn well I'm the biggest of the two of us." "Let's prove it," said Mark jumping up, "get your butt over here." Brett followed his brother over to the long wall mirror and the two stood naked together in front of it, staring at each other's aroused pricks. "There you are," said Mark, "I've an extra inch on you." "Nonsense!" replied Brett, retracting his foreskin so that his pink knobhead glistened in the lake of sunlight that was flooding through the open window of their shared bedroom, "I'm the biggest and you know it." "The hell you are," retorted Mark. "OK, then," rejoined Brett, "if you don't believe me, let's go and ask mum. She'll tell us the truth, you can bet on that." "Where is she?" asked Mark. Brett moved over to the open window and glanced out, his eyes lighting up as bright as the sunshine at the sight which greeted him. Mark moved over to the window too and, like Brett, his face broke into a smile at the sight of their mother, sunning herself on the sun lounge, like Mark and Brett completely naked. "Fucking hell," said Mark, "mom's tits seem to get bigger every day." "Shall we go and ask her or not?" said Brett. "Yeah, come on," said Mark and the two brothers made their way out of the house onto the patio where their mother Janice dozed drowsily in the early morning sun. "Mum!" cried Brett as they approached her. "You awake?" "Well, I was having a snooze," Janice replied, opening one eye and then, seeing her naked sons standing unselfconsciously in front of her with their hard cocks pointing directly upwards, her other one, her face breaking into a smile. It was lovely, Janice always thought, how the three of them were happy and confident in their shared nudity as befitted a family that was firmly in tune with one another and, though she was biased because she was their mother, the two hard pricks now openly on display were, Janice was very much aware, the most beautiful she had ever seen, big and hard and pulsating with life. "Mum, Brett and I want to ask you something," said Mark. "Oh, not again," said Janice, who knew what her sons were about to say, "you ain't arguing about that again, are you?" "We just want to know, mum," Brett went on. "Which one of us has the biggest prick?" "Goodness me," said Janice, shifting herself slightly on the sun lounge to get a better look at her handsome sexy boys, which was how she still thought of them though it was patently obvious from the way they stood there naked and erect that they were no longer boys at all but definitely Men - with a capital M. "I've told the pair of you before so many times," Janice went on, "you are both as big as each other. And it wouldn't matter if one of you was bigger than the other, its what you do with them that counts." "Oh we know what to do with them, mum," giggled Mark. "Yeah," laughed Brett, "much better than dad ever did." A frown swept across Janice's otherwise pleasant features. "Now, as well as telling you many times about how big you are, I've also told you many times not to mention that man again. He left us a long time ago, the rat, running off with that floozie, and I don't want to talk about him." "That's OK, mum," said Mark, "you've still got us and we'll take care of you." "Is that a fact?" said Janice, "well, you can start by taking care of my pussy again, I really need a good lick." "Only a lick, mum?" asked Brett. "Impatience isn't a virtue," said Janice, feigning a stern reply and spreading her legs to expose the neat triangle of her pussy, still sore from the good pounding her sons had given her the night before, "now which one of you boys wants to go first?" "Me mum," said Mark, not giving Brett a chance to reply. Without wasting a second, Mark was on his knees in front of his mother, sticking out the forefinger of his right hand to finger Janice's pussy. Janice gasped as Mark's finger sawed its way in while Brett stood back and started to masturbate as he watched. "Fuck, mum," Brett said, "that looks really good." "Mmm, mum," said Mark, removing his finger, now coated in his mother's pussy juice, "this'll taste nice." He licked his finger clean and then lowered his head towards Janice's steaming cunt. "Oh boy, mum," he went on, "that looks so beautiful." "Yeah," said Brett, "don't keep mum waiting." Mark smiled up at his mother as he stuck out his tongue and gave Janice's cunt a few tentative licks to get them in the mood, then he ran his tongue up and down the gash between the two satin-like cunt lips. Janice rubbed her big tits together and spread her legs wider to give Mark even better access to her love box while Brett moved over and stood next to his mother, stretching his stiff pole across her face, pre-cum seeping through the piss slit of his large purple knobhead. "You boys are wonderful," Janice said, licking her lips at the sight of Brett's stupendous prick, as Mark's tongue found her engorged clit and began to run rings around it, "you really know how to show your love for me. I couldn't be more proud of you if I tried, the way you take care of all my needs," she added, with added emphasis on the word "all". "Of course we love you, mum," said Brett, "and I think its time you showed us how much you love us, too." Janice didn't say another word, she opened her mouth and quickly took Brett's morning wood into her mouth while Mark continued to pummel her pussy with his tongue. Janice was in a world of her own now, she had always loved sex and the sex with her own sons was the hottest she had ever experienced and the fact that what they were doing was regarded as taboo in conventional society made it not so much hot as boiling. When Janice's husband had walked out on her all those years ago leaving her to bring up the boys alone, Mark and Brett had quickly learned how to become the men of the house, even moreso in the year or so since they had become consenting adults and when Janice had first caught the pair masturbating to porn images on the computer. Since then, their shared love of sex and the nudist way of life permeated every moment of their days together, feeling no embarrassment nor shame seeing each other naked and sucking and fucking whenever they wanted. "Oh yeah, mum, suck my cock," said Brett, even though Janice was doing exactly that. With his balls slapping rhythmically against his mother's chin, Janice reached out a hand and pulled Brett closer to her by his arse cheeks, cupping his globe-like buttocks in her hand and digging her nails into the flesh of his buns. Brett gasped as his mother sucked his cock and touched up his bare bottom simultaneously while Mark was making little guttural moaning sounds, lost in his own private world of joy as he licked Janice's pussy for what seemed an eternity. "Oh my goodness!" screamed Janice as Brett pulled out and turned his back to his mother to show her his arse, "you nearly made me cum, you naughty boys." "Here mum," said Brett, bending over and sticking his bare bum almost in Janice's face, "play with this." Janice inclined her head and stuck out her tongue and sent it deep into the gash between Brett's buns, licking his arsehole with expert long flicks of her tongue. Brett's arse felt like it was on fire as his mother began the rimjob, her tongue working faster and faster like an express train getting up steam while Janice's pussy likewise felt as if it would burst into flames from the continued administrations of Mark's tongue. Ten minutes later, with Brett's arsehole and Janice's pussy thoroughly lubricated, Mark had to come up for air, he had been licking his mother's cunt non-stop for almost half an hour and needed a break. Smiling at the sight of Janice still rimming Brett, he stood up and moved over next to his brother, arching his body forward so that Janice now had her sons' two firm sexy arses staring her in the face. "Rim Mark, mum," said Brett, who would have been happy for Janice to continue licking his bum forever but he knew his brother wanted a taster, "lick him hard like you did me." Brett moved away as Janice transferred her tongue to Mark. "Spread your cheeks, bruv," said Brett, "so mum can get deep inside." Janice's eyes were on stalks as she watched Mark grip his cheeks, spreading them as wide as he could and opening up his hole for inspection. "Oh, honey," said Janice, "that is such a sweet looking hole." "Yeah," laughed Brett, now masturbating as he watched, "almost as sweet as mine." Janice gave Brett a reproachful look and Brett smiled as Janice turned her attention back to Mark. "Not only have you both got lovely big pricks," their mother said, "but you have lovely arses, too." Then she quickly sent her tongue into Mark's hole for her second rimming of the morning. Mark's grunts grew louder as Janice dug her tongue in deeper. He started to wank his big cock through his legs while Brett moved round to get a closer look. He lifted Janice off the sun lounge while she continued to rim Mark and placed her on her knees, then he slid himself underneath her legs, attaining eye level with her pussy, still sodden and juicy from the long long licks Mark had given it earlier. Janice gasped as Brett began to assault her pussy with his tongue, a tongue that was as equally talented in the cunt-licking department as was Mark's, while the sensations coursing through her nether regions as a result of Brett's expert oral skills spurred her on to rim Mark harder and deeper. Everything around them became a blur, the patio chairs, the garden, the plant pots, nothing else seemed to matter as the three family members gave themselves up completely to their incestuous orgy of lust and love. "Oh fuck, mum," said Mark, after ten more minutes had slipped by in a frenzy of family fun, "I'm gonna cum." "Me too," said Brett, removing his tongue from Janice's pussy and sliding out until he was in a standing position as Mark turned and stood next to him, the brothers pumping their cocks in their hands. Janice quickly scrambled to her knees in front of her sons as they clustered round her so that she couldn't have been more up close and personal to the two hard pricks if she tried. "Come all over me, boys," she said, her eyes unwavering as she watched her sons' hands flying up and down the big shafts of their hard-ons with jackhammer speed, their pink knobs peeping in and out of their delicious foreskins as they wanked for all they were worth. Janice gave their balls each a lick and then licked the two fat knobs to help them on their way, to be rewarded a few seconds later by Mark, rocking back and forth on his sturdy athletic legs and letting out a shout of triumph, spurting out ream after ream of his rich hot spunk, his breath coming in short sharp gasps as he milked his latest orgasm in front of his mother and brother. Janice opened her mouth to take as much of her son's spunk as she could, she was still swallowing when she heard, through the mists of her happiness, Brett let out a cry and, seconds later, she felt his warm sperm land on her tits, to be followed by several more spurts which she caught expertly in her mouth, mingling with Mark's as her sons served their mother her breakfast. The brothers had each delivered their mother a Niagara Falls of cum as they emptied their big sweaty balls and Janice, who had been playing with her pussy as she took their latest gifts, let out a sigh of happiness as she came herself, her pussy juices gushing forth as she wallowed in the pleasures of her first orgasm of the day. "Oh, thank you, boys," said Janice, having swallowed the last drops of tasty incestuous spunk, "you really do know how to show your love for me." "We love you very much, mum," said Brett, "don't we, Mark?" "That goes without saying," his brother replied, "and there are plenty of other ways we can show our love for you, mum." "I was hoping you'd say that," said Janice, "let me go and get myself cleaned up and then we can suck and fuck the day away together. The housework can wait." "Don't go and get cleaned up, mum," said Brett, "you look great covered in all our spunk." "What a right old slut I am," giggled Janice. "Yeah," laughed Brett," a right family slut." "Oh I so much want to be the family slut," giggled Janice. "You certainly are, mum, but you ain't old," said Mark, "you're beautiful." "Thank you, darling," said Janice, "you boys are rather beautiful yourself." "Only rather?" asked Brett. "OK then," replied Janice, "VERY beautiful. I am so proud of you, any mother would be to have two fine loving sons like you two." "Thanks mum." said Mark, "we're proud to be your sons, too, aren't we Brett?" "Sure fucking are," agreed Brett, giving his sated cock a little tug. "We feel really honoured to be allowed to show you our pricks and give you our spunk." "I feel honoured that you want to do so," replied Janice, "you know I never say no." "Yeah, well we ain't finished yet," said Mark, "even though we've just shot our loads." "Too fucking right we ain't," said Brett, going to his back on the sun lounge and beckoning Janice over to him. Such was their enthusiasm, that the brothers were already starting to get hard again and Janice didn't need three guesses for what was about to happen next. "Bad bad boys," said Janice, "treating your mother like this." "Shut up, mum," said Mark, "you know you like it." "Yeah, mum," said Brett, "you said just now you never say no. Come over here and sit on my big prick." Brett held his cock in an upright position as Janice climbed across him and lowered herself onto it, impaling her pussy onto his prick for her first incestuous fuck of the day while her big tits fell across Brett's face. As Brett started to fuck his mother in the manner to which she was accustomed, he opened his mouth and began to munch on her melons, sucking first one and then the other and periodically running his tongue along the narrow cleft of Janice's cleavage. "Fuck, that looks real good," said Mark moving in close with his hard cock in his hand. "Let's make this a morning orgy to remember." "Yeah," said Janice as she posted up and down on Brett's cock, her pussy growing slicker with each inch of cock that she took, "and if you play your cards right, boys, I might fuck the pair of you lster with my strap-on. It'll be a reward for making me such a happy woman this morning." "That'll be great, mum," said Mark who loved taking Janice's strap-on up his arse. "After that hot rimming you gave me, my arsehole is just about ready." "Mmm," mumbled Brett, who loved being fucked by Janice as well and agreeing as best he could, all his powers of concentration focused on giving his mother the fuck of a lifetime. "Sure will," said Mark, smiling at Janice whose face and tits were still covered in her sons' earlier outpoutings which were rapidly congealing in the hot summer sunshine, "but fucking us can wait, mum. At this moment, your sons are going to make you even more happy and proud of us than you already are. Is the family slut ready for some DP now?" Then, as Brett continued to ram Janice's pussy with his thick pole, Mark didn't even give her a chance to reply as he slammed his equally fat rod deep into his mother's tight greasy arsehole.