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John’s Wife, Angie Lee, episode 4

Angie Lee was due in from the states soon and John was certainly happy about seeing his wife after a five month separation. He was a bit apprehensive about how she was going to fit in with his new friends. He was sexually involved with my wife Dot and her best friend Goody.
At twenty-something she was engaged to be married, but he disappeared one day. Much as she tried, she didn’t think she would ever find her “Prince Charming”. All of the good men were married. She was easily attracted to men. She was horny almost all the time and she rather enjoyed illicit sex with other women’s husbands. She was single and a government employee at a military installation which gave her a wide assortment of available, and unavailable men.
She attracted men easily because she was quite direct in her approach; she hit on them in a shy and coy sort of way. Not romantically inclined, she just wanted to fuck something new. She was no beauty, quite plain even, but she had a wonderful body perfected with rigorous daily exercise. She was light-skinned and purposely avoided sunlight to keep it that way. Her features were gypsy-like, dark-haired and light-eyes, taller than average.
Angie was no bimbo, but she was a cunt. She would become acquainted with her lover’s wives then reveal their husband’s indiscretion. This might have given her some dark secret pleasure but it also caused a stinking uproar every time. This effectively shed one adulterous liaison in order to pursue the next. Still, while intelligent and deep, she had conflicted feelings about her sexuality and her religious beliefs. She would retreat to her pious self when unattached. She considered herself a good Christian, but when it came to sex, her weakness as she called it, she could not help herself. Sometimes, she said, “I’m so horny I could fuck a tree.” Angie had been involved in numerous affairs by the time she found John. They married in their mid thirties.
She looked forward to joining her husband John overseas. He was in the military and by necessity left her behind until he was settled and had adequate quarters assigned. Sometimes this took months. This was not the first time she had traveled to Europe. In her younger days she studied in Spain and eagerly sought out several brief but passionate affairs. They were both mature enough to understand each other’s sexual needs and found common ground concerning their expected separations.
After months of waiting, she joined John and quickly met his military friends and their wives. They were a friendly, close knit group of people. They worked hard and they played hard, together. John seemed to gravitate to a younger group of special friends in their twenties. His best friend was a young man named Ted. His wife Dot was a beautiful local girl, outgoing and a lot of fun to be around . She was blonde, slim and tall, green-eyed, and long-legged. Although Dot was somewhat bohemian, Angie found it easy to like her.
After catching up on a lot of overdue sex, John and Angie’s free time was spent sight-seeing and shopping. John showed her all the places he had been to before she got there. Weekend evenings were spent mostly gathering with friends, dining and dancing. One of John’s favorite places was a small gasthaus, a pub, near their housing area. It was run by an American ex-serviceman. Gene’s Place was very popular with young Americans.
Angie never smoked cigarettes, drank caffeine or alcoholic beverages. Her body was the temple of her soul. Secretly, she kept a bottle of Morgan David blackberry wine in the kitchen cabinet, to settle her nerves, she said. At Gene’s Place she would occasionally sip wine from her husband’s glass. This led to many refills for John. It was a source of humor with their friends. Angie and John drank wine from the same glass.
She looked forward to their evenings out. They would dine out, bar hop and dance with his friends till the wee hours. The wine curbed her inhibitions and she enjoyed herself immensely. She knew that European women did not wait to be asked to dance by the men and took to the dance floor with each other without hesitation. She noticed Ted’s wife Dot danced with many women, but especially with Rod’s girlfriend, Goody.
Angie learned that Goody was Dot’s maid of honor and best friend. Rod, one of the young servicemen in the their unit, was a big, good looking farm boy. He was shy, soft spoken and well mannered. One evening Angie had just come off the dance floor sweaty and very tipsy, she sat on her husband’s lap. John mostly ignored her while he talked with others at the table. With one arm draped around John’s neck and with a wine glass at her lips she watched Dot and Goody on the dance floor. Then it dawned on her. Why didn’t Dot ask her to dance? Seems Dot had danced with everyone in the place but her. Angie had not danced with any of the other women, since there were plenty of willing male partners, mostly John, Ted and Rod. But Dot had never pulled her to the dance floor like she did Goody.
When the music stopped, Angie watched Dot and Goody make their way to the loo. She was feeling giddy and decided to join them. They were having so much fun. She walked into the lady’s room as several other women were going out. She could hear Dot and Goody laughing and talking with each other in the stalls. She glanced in the mirror and unsteadily poked at her hair and make-up in the mirror. She was about to say something to the girls when she realized that they were in the same stall together. She froze at the mention of her name. They didn’t know she was there.
“I haven’t seen you dance with Angie yet.” She heard Goody say to Dot.
“No, but I’d like to get her out there and give her gorgeous ass a good squeeze. Do you think she would like it if I did this to her?” Angie heard Goody catch her breath.
“No…..I mean, yes, that. Do that, yes! Hurry Dot; a quickie!” Angie heard Goody panting; the sounds of lust were unmistakable. She held her breath fearing that she’d be discovered. What are these two women doing? Then it dawned on her. They’re lesbians! No, how could they be lesbians? Dot is married to Ted, and Rod is Goody’s boyfriend. But they certainly were engaged in sexual misbehavior she thought. She could hear them moaning softly. And Angie’s breasts were swelling like they do when she’s horny. Oh, my god, this is turning me on! Angie’s hands grasped at her hardening nipples. When they got like that they required attention. She thought of her breasts as the keys to the kingdom. Get these and the rest comes with it. She felt the wetness coming. She had never been confronted with a situation such as this and certainly never expected to react like this.
Angie heard Dot, “Um! Um! Oh, Goody!” Angie never dwelled upon sex with another woman. She liked cock too much. And, size did indeed matter. Her sexual preferences dwelled on cock. There had been a couple of times when she set aside her preference for well endowed men so she could indulge herself in another of her secret passions. One of her previous lovers had introduced her to the pleasures of anal sex. She decided she had made the right decision with John, size-wise. He was large, so she had resigned herself. No anal sex in her marriage. Not since one of her brief affairs with an older and understanding married man. He was average size, but the intense anal pleasures he gave her were unforgettable.
Listening to the girls for what seemed like hours, she had unconsciously slipped one hand to her slit, pulling the panty crotch aside. She was on her way to an orgasm when she heard the door open. She quickly regained her composure and hurriedly left the lady’s room. She had just sat down at the table when Dot and Goody came out. She couldn’t keep her eyes off them the rest of the evening. She watched them dance closely, their hips undulating and pressing close. Their summer dresses hiding legs slipping between and into each other. Angie was horny.
At closing time, Goody suggested they all head back to her apartment. John made excuses to his understanding friends. Outside the establishment, Dot and Goody gave John friendly kisses, really friendly thought Angie, but she had other things on her mind and she was pleased John wanted to go straight home.
On the way, she was highly aroused. She was anxious to get into bed with her husband. She cuddled up close to him in the front seat to unzip his fly. John was surprised at her enthusiasm and was instantly hard.
“What’s up sweetheart,” John asked surprised at her groping hands.
“Your cock, I hope,” Angie replied with her lilting laugh. She normally avoided vulgar language, but he knew she was drunk. He hadn’t seen her drunk too often back in the States, but he liked her when she was uninhibited. She rested her head on John’s lap and pulled his hard-on out of his pants. She greedily stuffed it in her mouth. She pulled her dress up, stretched her legs as much as she could in the cramped quarters of John’s Corvair and slipped her fingers into her panties once more.
Once they got home she wanted to do it on the living room couch without undressing. She climbed on top of John. After tossing her panties she sat on his lap and fucked him furiously. John had never seen her this horny. In her passion she flipped over and presented her upturned buttocks to him. She loved it from behind. he grasped his erection and rubbed the head against her asshole.
“You know we can’t do that, baby, much as I’d like to.” He rubbed his large head around her asshole and she became even more aroused.
Please Johnny! Just rub it around in there for a little bit!” Angie Lee longed for a good butt-fuck like she remembered from times before
John.
Then, “No, no. Stop. It won’t go in. Just fuck me hard.” She was at last satisfied with several good orgasms and passed out. John sat next to her smoking a cigarette and wondering what had put her in such a great mood. He was glad she was enjoying herself lately. Then he imagined what was going on at Goody’s apartment. He remembered the last time he was there and he got hard again. Angie lay sprawled and out cold next to him. He fondled his penis and reached over to his wife and massaged her buttocks. She did have a great body. So did Goody, and Dot. Angie, Goody, and Dot, he thought, and it gave him pleasure to think about the three. Nope, never happen. But he fantasized and stroked his cock.
Sunday morning at breakfast she was happy and eager to talk about the good time they’d had the night before. She asked, “Johnny, what do you know about Dot and Goody?” He thought for a moment before he responded. He couldn’t tell her everything of course.
“Well,” he began, “Dot and Goody are long time good friends. Goody struck up a conversation with Rod on the streetcar one day. He introduced them to Ted. Dot and Ted married a couple of years ago. He was assigned as my sponsor when I arrived. Dot and Ted showed me around town and I’ve been to their apartment for dinner a few times.” John waited for her response.
“And Goody?”
“Oh, she has her own very nice apartment on the Wilhelmstrasse. Her parents left her an apartment building. She’s been dating Rod for a while. Why do you ask?”
“Just curious.” She paused. John did not press the issue and continued reading his newspaper. He remembered he still had a key to Goody’s apartment.
“Johnny, do you think Dot and Goody are more than just good friends?”
“What do you mean, Angie?” She’s on to something here thought John.
“Last night they were fooling around with each other in the lady’s room.”
“Fooling around with each other?” He knew exactly what she meant. They liked to fool around with each other in the loo when they went out. They liked to fool around with him
too, but that came to a halt after Angie got there. He remembered being teasingly fondled off under the table or outdoors on the veranda at Gene’s Place by one or both of them.
“It’s unlikely that they’re lesbians, but I definitely think they’re bisexual, Johnny. Have you ever seen them together like that?”
John thought, boy have I! I wonder if that’s what got Angie all worked up last night. She suspects something. For their own reasons, he knew the girls wanted her to find out sooner or later. He thought, Oh what the hell!
“Yeah, they’re lovers. They were doing it before Dot and Ted married, honey, you know how European women are. They’re very liberal about their relationships with each other.”
“I would hate for Ted to find out, it would devastate him,” Angie said to him just before she saw the light. “Wait a minute, if you know about it, Ted must know about it, right?” The cogs were turning furiously in John’s head .
“Yes, he knows of course.”
“And he doesn’t care?” Angie asked.
It’s not that he doesn’t care, Angie. They like to party. They’re young. They have a good time, they’re swingers.”
“Group sex? How awful, Johnny! How can they do that? It’s sinful and I’ve never done anything like that. I don’t know if I can associate with people like that!” There were visions of flesh in her mind.
The conversation was beginning to irritate John. “Come on, Angie Lee! How many guys have you had sex with? And, the married guys? Neither of us were virgins when we married. As far as I know they haven’t had sex with as many people as you have. Just together. Both girls, and Rod were virgins till they met and the girls insisted on fucking him together.”
After a minute of silence, he continued, “Ted was the most worldly of the three having spent a tour in the far east before he came here. And,” he emphasized, “you haven’t told me what you did to cope for the past eight months either. I know you can’t go eight months without sex.” She was speechless. John added, “Hate the sin, love the sinner, remember?” She kept quiet. He went back to his paper. Oh shit, what must she be thinking?
She intended to tell him about getting laid while he was gone. Just a one night stand. Then she called the guy back for an encore. Then the other one, someone she worked with. That affair lasted all winter. Then an encore the following summer in a college parking lot. She loved fucking in public. She hated to admit it, but she needed it. Her mind was grinding away trying to absorb this new information. She had to think about this. They probably went to Goody’s apartment to fuck last night and she wondered if John had every joined them. She had her flings because she had tired of her dildo during their separation and she wouldn’t blame him. It was so good to have John’s impressive cock again. And he was, after all, very understanding. It was Ok, just be careful, was his attitude. She appreciated that in him but losing her freedom weighed heavily when she agreed to marry him and become a military wife.
Angie thought about this all week. The thought crossed her mind that she could fuck a married man without all the hostility it caused. It could happen on much friendlier terms. Much friendlier. It was all she could think about. It made her very horny. She masturbated every day that week, sometimes several times a day. She and John had sex every night that week like when they first met.
John wondered if there was a connection between their conversation about Dot and Goody and the sudden increase in her sexual appetite. She was still unaware of his involvement. The next time she brought up the subject was as she lay panting after an orgasm with John’s cock still twitching inside her.
“J-johnny, last weekend, when t-they left us at Gene’s Place, what do you think they did at Goody’s apartment?”
He remembered. Leaning forward he held her shoulders as probed her pussy from behind. He whispered in her ear, “They probably opened another bottle of wine and sucked and fucked each other till breakfast.” He remembered Goody coming out of the shower with Ted one Sunday morning after such an evening. He and Dot were on the bed fucking.
“W-what do you think they d-do, Johnny?” She humped back on his cock again and fingered her juicy labia. “Tell me m-more, honey. I want t-to know how they do it.”
“Rod told me,” he whispered hoarsely, “that Goody and Dot sixty-nine and while they’re eating each other he and Ted fuck them from behind.” He remembered again, slowly fucking his wife with renewed vigor. Long strokes, like he did to Dot and Goody, as he whispered his recollections.
“Oh, g-god! That’s s-so hot, Johnny! What else?” She gasped and fucked back.
John answered, “Goody likes to sit on Dot’s face while she sucks on Ted’s cock and Rod fucks Dot.” She’s getting off on this, thought John. So was he.
Rapidly and breathlessly she asked, “Rod f-fucks Dot? In front of Ted? And Ted fucks Goody too?” She had already figured that out, she just wanted to hear it. “Do they butt-fuck too, Johnny?” But, before John could answer, “Ohhhh m-my god, Johnny! I’m cumming!” Then, still panting, “Why weren’t w-we invited, Johnny?”
John’s eyes popped wide open. His mind raced. Maybe? “We were, sweetheart, I just didn’t think you would want to get involved in something like that with those kind of people,” he said dryly. Angie heard her words fed back to her. She was exhausted and drowsy. John thought she was asleep after several minutes.
“I do now,” she whispered to herself as she fell asleep. John heard her.
What a nice young man that Rod is, and what a nice long cock he has. Cock? Why am I seeing his cock? The question was set aside as she further admired the
long, slender penis with such a large bulbous helmet. In her entire life she had
never been in such a pleasurable state. She felt wonderfully warm pressed by
flesh like this. And a soft tongue was licking her pussy. She woke from her
dream the next morning fingering her clit.
John woke to find his wife sucking his cock. When she had swallowed his cum, she wiped her mouth on the bed-sheet and crawled on top of him. She kissed him and asked, “What’s the plan for the weekend, Johnny?”
John cautiously replied, “Oh, I don’t know, would you like to ride down the
Rhine River and take in a couple of castles? We could spend the night at one of those
hotels along the river.” He knew she wasn’t interested in castles.
Angie was trying not to sound too anxious, but suggested, “Why don’t we just take in an early movie this afternoon then have dinner at Gene’s Place? We can ask Dot and Ted to join us if they don’t have any plans.”
What could he say? “Whatever makes you happy, sweetheart.”
Angie was thinking, I can’t stand it another day. The morning went by altogether too slowly. Before they left their quarters, Angie went to the kitchen cabinet and poured herself a glass of blackberry wine. Then another then another quick one.
They met Dot and Ted at the base exchange theater. Angie greeted them excitedly and for the first time gave them both a very friendly hello kiss. Dot was pleasantly surprised when Angie took her hand and led her into the darkened theater. John and Ted went to fetch refreshments. They sat together in one of the back rows and waited for their men.
After a few pleasantry, asked, “Have you known Goody a long time, Dot?”
“Since I was eighteen. I met her when I got my first job. We worked together at a
champagne factory in Mainz.” Angie was still holding Dot’s hand in hers.
“She’s really a sweet person. Do you like her, Angie?”
“I think she’s a very sexy lady. Her waist is so tiny and she has beautiful hips. And such breasts!.” Angie paused, thinking how she had prepared herself for this conversation.
“You’re athletic like me, aren’t you, Dot? I exercise regularly.”
“I try to be. And yes, Goody is very sexy.” I wonder where she’s going with
this, thought Dot. Dot could smell the red wine on Angie’s breath. “You’re
pretty sexy yourself, Angie.”
“Do you think so, Dot? I value your opinion. Do you think I have a gorgeous ass? Uh, I mean, do you think I have a nice figure?” Angie had intended to let that slip into the conversation to give Dot a hint, but the wine and her excitement made it difficult to concentrate. She wanted it to happen tonight and suspecting John’s involvement in this might make it easier.
Where have I heard those words before, thought Dot. She was slightly embarrassed when she remembered last Saturday night in the stall with Goody.
“Ok, Angie. I said that to Goody last weekend. Were you there?”
“I didn’t really want to let on, Dot, and I’m sorry I was eavesdropping. It’s just that I want to be friends with you, just like Goody.”
“Like Goody? Really like Goody? “ Dot smiled at Angie. “Did Johnny tell you about me and Goody, is that it?” Dot’s right elbow was on the arm rest. Angie took Dot’s hand and placed it on her own knee. Dot wondered how much she knew.
Leaning to her left, “Yes, just like Goody,” she whispered into Dot’s ear.
Dot slid her hand inside Angie’s knee. She pulled it toward her own and squeezed her thigh. Angie caught her breath. Feeling Angie’s lips still at her right ear, Dot turned her head and kissed Angie on the lips while reaching further between the woman’s legs.
“Have you ever had sex with another woman, Angie?” She spread her legs further as Dot’s fingers grazed her clit.
“I-I’ve never thought about it t-too much till I h-heard you and Goody in the toilet stall.” Angie thought about what John had told her. “I’m excited about going to Goody’s apartment with you tonight!” Before Dot could respond, “Dot, I want to ask you if my husband has ever been there with you, but I’m Ok with that because we agreed on that before he left the States. Really, it’s Ok. It excites me to think about you and John and Goody together.”
Dot slipped her index finger between Angie’s wet labia and whispered, “He has a nice cock, Angie.”
Angie nestled her mouth behind Dot’s ear, “Oh g-god, Dot. I’m s-so horny!”
As the men came up the aisle with the popcorn they looked for the girls and saw them sitting in the back row. The seats rose steeply up to the back projection wall so they could only see head and shoulders, heads close together whispering. Angie sat to Dot’s
right and as they approached Ted saw Dot’s right hand between Angie’s knees. Angie sat with downcast eyes and did not look up as Ted side-stepped by to sit on Dot’s left. John sat next to the his wife’s left. Dot and Ted smiled at each other but made no comment.
Their attention soon turned to the screen and the women had joined hands. A few minutes later, Angie and Dot had slipped their hands to each other’s knees, their arms crossing in the middle and their legs slightly parted. They were both wearing short skirts so that the men had a clear view of their wives legs and thighs. Dot softly caressed Angie’s inner thigh and Angie wasted no time in doing the same for Dot although their eyes were still on the screen. Dot’s fingers ventured further up Angie’s thigh till her fingers found Angie’s pussy again. When Dot’s middle finger found the wetness, it delved between Angie’s labia
and stroked the cleft, easily finding Angie’s clitoris. Angie’s heart was pounding and her breathing rapidly but her eyes never left the screen. She became aware of John’s hand on her right knee. She moved her right hand to fondle John’s hard-on through his pants. Her eyes then left the screen to look down to her husband’s crotch. John slouched forward and unzipped his fly whereupon Angie reached inside to find his cock wet with precum. She tugged on it slowly and at the same time felt Dot’s bare pussy with her left hand.
Angie whispered to Dot, “Do you always go with panties?”
“I never do when we go out,” Dot replied. “And I never, ever wear a bra. Look, feel.” Angie pulled her right hand out of her husband’s fly to feel Dot’s breasts. Through the flimsy material she could feel small but firm breasts. She pinched the hardened nipples. It was then that she saw Dot’s left hand firmly grasping Ted’s exposed penis.
“You may feel that too if you want,” Dot whispered. Angie’s hand left Dot’s breasts and she shifted in her seat requiring her to remove her left hand from between Dot’s legs. Leaning over Dot her fingers wrapped around Ted’s cock joining Dot’s fingers. She leaned her over Dot as far as she could but could not quite get her mouth over it. Dot looked over at a smiling John who had exposed his cock and was pointing it at her as he stroked it. It had been a while since she’d enjoyed that handsome appendage and was looking forward to it again; tonight. Momentarily disappointed, Angie released Ted’s cock and reached between Dot’s legs with her right hand. Dot turned toward her and with her left hand did the same to Angie. Ted and John slouched down in their seats stroking their pricks. They were very pleased about how things were turning out. Angie and Dot continued fingering each other, enjoying their first devouring kisses. It wasn’t but a few minutes when Angie’s legs began to jerk and her hips hump in the seat.
Panting into Dot’s mouth, “Dot! Oh, Dot! I’m coming! Don’t stop!” They gave each other their first orgasms of the weekend when Dot followed with her own series of mini-orgasms.
When they settled down, Dot saw Angie was still looking at Ted’s cock and whispered, “Do you want them to switch seats?.” Angie’s pussy was still throbbing from her cum and was beyond the reach of her quickly eroding inhibitions. She wanted to fully enjoy the lusty moment.
“Johnny,” she whispered to her husband, “Would you like to swap?”
“Huh?” John, taken aback, wasn’t quite sure of her meaning.
“Seats, John, would you like to swap seats with Ted?” Hesitantly, she added, “Come on, Johnny, let’s enjoy ourselves. Dot and I have talked.”
The smiling men stood up and, facing their wives, sidestepped past them, to swap seats. Angie then sat sideways, leaned down and sucked Ted’s cock into her mouth thinking, it’s not as big as John’s cock, but it will do very nicely. Ted fondled her long dark hair in both his hands till she swallowed his load.
“I want to watch John fuck Dot tonight, Ted. I know it’s Ok with you. You’ve watched them fuck. I want to see it while you and I fuck too.”
She looked to her left at Dot who’s head was still buried in John’s lap, her exposed asscheeks pointing toward Angie. She could not resist putting her hand into Dot’s crack to feel that wonderfully bare-blond pussy. The thought of burying her tongue in Dot’s swollen labia occurred to her. She had never thought about licking a woman’s cunt. This was a special occasion though, and she knew she would do it before the night was over. It would have to wait till later. Angie was looking forward to later.
Dot was thinking, this lady is hot tonight! She obviously wants to get fucked properly. She came on to Dot and it didn’t bother her at all giving head to each other’s husbands. Dot was going to make sure Angie got what she wanted and have fun breaking her in to some new fun. She couldn’t wait to tell Goody. They left the darkened theater before the movie ended.
At Gene’s place, they ordered dinner and wine. Angie had her own glass tonight. From the moment they left the theater, John and Ted amused themselves teasing the girls about their performance and Angie’s attempt to keep her orgasm quiet. They were all feeling randy and enjoying the new found friendship.
Making sure Dot and Ted overheard him, John hugged his wife to him, ‘Did you
enjoy Dot’s fingers, Angie?”
“Ummmm, yes Johnny, I did. Did you enjoy the blow-job she gave you?”
“Yes, sweetheart, she’s very good. I know Ted enjoyed your mouth too since I
know how good you are too.” Ted and John both knew Dot for a far better cocksucker than Angie. But there was always room for improvement.
“Thank you dear, you’re so understanding,” she mockingly responded to her
husband. “But I hope the fun’s not over yet,” she laughed back.
Dot and Ted looked at each other at Angie’s comment. Ted spoke softly to Dot,
“I want to watch you make her cum again; with your mouth.”
Dot kissed him, and replied, “I want you fucking her while I make her
cum. baby.”
Angie, listening intently heard them talking about her and fucking. Under table, she placed one leg over her husband’s. John promptly ran his fingers up to her wet panties. She was breathing rapidly from dancing, but he knew his wife was aroused and drunk and that in this condition he knew she was not going to disappoint him. He was having visions of Dot, Angie, and Goody together. He was fully erect and his wife, in her drunken stupor, repeatedly asked, “Are you going to fuck Dot again tonight”. He was relieved that she knew and wanted to participate.
And every time he whispered back into her hair, “Are you going to fuck Ted?”
Goody arrived. As they came in the door, she and Rod shouted and waved to the four already at their favorite table in the corner. Angie watched and waved as they approached the table. She remembered her dream of Rod. She then focused her attention on Goody. God, she’s gorgeous, thought Angie. She watched as Goody gave John, Ted and Dot the same full-mouth kisses. Young Rod kissed Dot eagerly and fun-like but was hesitant when he looked at Angie. John knew he was shy and gave Angie Lee a gentle push toward Rod. Angie wanted him to like her so she drew close and pressed herself to him. He was taller so she had to stand on her toes, threw both arms around his neck to kiss him full on the lips. She could feel the bulge in his pants at her navel. They were all laughing at Rod’s discomfort and surprise at Angie. When Goody was within reach Angie wrapped her arms around Goody’s small waist and hugged her tightly feeling her friend’s breasts and hips against her. The image of Goody and Dot together crossed her mind. Goody looked over Angie’s shoulder at Dot with a questioning smile. Dot and Goody could read each other’s minds. Dot pursed her lips and tilted her head toward Angie. Goody understood.
The next thing Angie knew, she was flicking her tongue back into Goody’s mouth. Goody caught her off guard, but she was so horny that she returned the kiss almost unconsciously. Goody, looking at Dot again reached around and placed
her hand on Angie’s buttock and playfully squeezed. They both screeched uproariously.
All the laughs and hugs confirmed Angie had cum into the fold, so-to-speak. Angie, almost embarrassed and eyes typically down-cast, turned to her husband, then looked at Dot who was smiling at her. It then dawned on her how much John had been involved with these women. She focused her eyes on Rod and felt a need to rub her pussy. Before she could dwell on the subject Dot reached out to take Angie’s hand in hers and squeezed
enthusiastically. “We’re going to have fun to-night, baby! Come, dance with me.”
The floor was crowded. Angie was overwhelmed with pleasure as she danced with
this beautiful blond girl. Their hips and legs touched repeatedly. Angie felt their breasts press into each other. Dot pulled her tight at times and slipped her leg between Angie’s thighs to her mound.
The frivolity continued with wine, music, dance and most of all, anticipation. She danced with Rod and Ted and brazenly toyed with their cocks. Dancing with Goody was just about the most sensual experience she had ever had. They pressed into each other in a slow grind holding each other’s asscheeks as they swayed to the music and kissed. The others stared in awe of their wanton behavior.
During the last slow dance with her husband, Angie nibbled on John’s ear and whispered, “Are you all right with this Johnny? I mean are we going to be Ok with this.?”
“Angie, I wanted to tell you about Goody and…” she put her fingers to his lips.
“Johnny,” I’ve wanted to confess to you too, but not now. Let’s enjoy and go with the flow. Do you want to Johnny?”
John agreed saying, “Sweetheart, I want you to enjoy yourself as much as you want. I want to see you and the girls together like I’ve seen them together.”
“Was it good, Johnny? Did they make you cum good?”
“Yes,” he replied, “and they will do the same for you.”
Angie rubbed her mons into her husband’s hardon as they danced and whispered
hoarsely into his ear, “What about Ted and Rod? Can I fuck them too Johnny?” She
was close to an orgasm on the dance floor. “Ask them if they’re ready to go,
Johnny. I want to fuck. I’m so horny, Johnny.” John was thinking, boy, this is gonna be
good!
Just about that time, Dot appeared behind Angie and put her arms around both
of them pressing her pelvis tightly to Angie’s behind. Angie pressed back and
leaned her head backwards towards Dot’s face.
“Let’s go, Dot, I’m ready.”
“I’ll know you are, sweetheart,” Dot replied then kissed Angie’s mouth again,
tongue probing. “Let’s go John. Let’s take care of your wife.” Dot kissed John and went off to find Ted.
Once they reached the car, John’s Corvair only allowed a tight fit for three passengers in the rear and bucket seats in front. “Ted, you and Goody come in the back with me,” Dot said laughing, then, “Angie can sit on Rod’s lap up in front.”
“I’ll cum with you in the back darling” Goody replied. “Angie on Rod’s lap should be fun to watch.” Then making sure Angie was listening said, “You know how easy he gets hard. He was hard every time we danced.”
“He’s always hard when I dance with him,” Dot added. Rod was getting hard listening to the girls talk about his erection.
Angie’s Ride Home, episode 5
Ted folded the Corvair’s front passenger seat and followed Dot and Goody into the rear seat. Rod brought the seat upright, sat down and Angie climbed onto his lap. John was already in the driver’s seat. Angie leaned toward John with her left arm around his neck and her head on his shoulder as he drove off. As they made their way through the city’s late-night traffic to Goody’s apartment, they all poked fun at Rod who was enjoying Angie’s squirming ass on his swelling member. short skirt was no obstacle. Her damp panties nestled on Rod’s lap.
“Johnny,” Angie whispered in his ear, “He’s getting a hard-on.”
Making sure everyone heard, John whispered, but loudly, “He does get a big one sweetheart.”
Laughter from the back seat and, “You’d better be careful with that monster you’re sitting on, Angie,” Goody warned.
As his hard-on grew under Angie, Rod needed to adjust so he spread his legs apart and Angie ended up sitting astride his left knee. Her bare legs and crotch straddled Rod’s thigh. Angie felt Rod’s large dick-head as it grew under his pants, pushing forward against the crack of her ass. She lifted slightly and back into him for better contact. When she did she found herself firmly trapping his long cock in her crotch against her cloth covered labia.
“Oh, Johnny!” She groaned into John’s neck and humped on Rod’s swollen member. Two layers of soaked cloth separated their genitals. Angie Lee loved frottage but she needed more. Her right hand found its way down to her pussy and she rubbed her fingers down her labia and poked Rod’s cock head. She hooked her panty crotch with her fingers, pulled it aside and settled herself back down firmly. Now just Rod’s pants separated them and it was soaked with Angie’s wetness. She craved another “public” cum like she had with Dot earlier in the day. She was panting and sucking a hickey on her husband’s neck as she slid her crotch around on Rod’s meat.
Because she had a fondness for fucking in semi-public places she was reminded of the many different places she had done that with previous lovers. Like leaning over her apartment balcony overlooking their neighbor’s windows with Clyde giving it to her doggie; on a blanket in the woods another time sucking cock, and countless automobile trysts in the college parking lot. Angie loved fucking in automobiles, but this situation was another first.
She glanced into the back seat to see Dot’s leg draped over Ted’s lap and Goody’s hand massaging Dot’s thigh. When their eyes met, Goody leaned forward to Angie, “Are you fucking him, sweetheart? Pull it out and fuck him, Angie.” At the same time Goody had placed her fingers at Angie’s mouth. Angie’s lips parted so she could taste the juices on Goody’s fingers and knew it was Dot’s sweet cream.
Goody reached between the bucket seats and pushed her hand under Angie who lifted slightly to allow Goody to feel her wet pussy underneath. Goody, palm up, maneuvered her fingers past Angie’s panty crotch to find her cunt lips.
“You are wet!” said Goody. Angie caught her breath as she felt Goody’s fingers brush her clit. Goody’s fingers left her and she felt and heard Rod’s zipper coming open. Goody reached into Rod’s fly and pulled his turgid cock out. She stroked its length and pulled Angie’s panty aside to allow Rod’s long cock in one side and out the other. Angie rested her weight on Rod’s trapped cock and planted her pussy firmly on its length. She slid back and forth with it between her pussy lips, sliding past her opening to her clit. It was like riding a banister rail.
With her mouth on her husband’s neck she wasn’t asking when she said, “Johnny, I want him inside me.”
John turned his head towards her momentarily and kissed her lips. Focusing back on the road, he replied, “Do it, baby, I’ll drive around the block real slow.” Then, glancing quickly at Rod, “Go ahead, boy! She’s in the mood!” John drove past the apartment with his wife’s mouth latched and sucking on his neck. He felt her hips humping Rod’s hard-on. Her free right hand clutched at his cock under his pants.
Rod shifted to his left and held Angie’s hips in a spoon. Angie slid down to her husband’s shoulder but did not let go of his cock. She and Rod on their side, Angie lifted her right leg for Rod cock to poke stiffly between her asscheeks. She slid her wet cunt forward till Rod’s bulbous head nestled at her asshole for just a moment, knowing that she could never fit it in there, but it thrilled her to rub it on her asshole. Rod pushed his dick-head in just past her labia and it nudged her clit. Angie slid back and Rod pushed forward and the head popped into her hot, wet hole. “Oh!” She shrieked, mostly in surprise at how easy it went in. She stopped, moaned into her husband’s shoulder, “Mmmmmmm!” She took it little by little. “Oh!” she said each time it slid in further. “Oh! Oh-oh-oh! Oh, Rod!” Rod was trapped against the passenger door and all he could do was hang on to Angie’s ass and let her ride. Angie rode Rod’s long slender cock with her left arm around her husband’s neck and her right hand grasping John’s now fully exposed and erect cock. She had an urge to suck it but couldn’t figure how to get it in her mouth without loosing the wonderful appendage in her pussy. “Oooooh, gawd, Johnnyyyyy! It’s innnn……. soooo d-deep!”
“Is it good, Angie?” Angie looked into the back seat in response. In the passing city lights She saw Goody finger-fucking Dot. Ted had his hands full of Goody’s breasts. Angie and Dot’s lust filled eyes met. Dot was about to cum on Goody’s fingers and as she looked at Angie, “G-good, huh?” John kept driving around the block enjoying his wife’s hand-job and the screwing she was getting from young Rod. He was thinking ahead to Goody’s apartment. It had been a long time since he had been in Goody’s apartment.
Angie released her husband’s cock and sat up straight. She aligned herself directly over Rod’s lap. She put her hands on the dashboard, lifted her ass slightly so as not to loose Rod’s penis in the moving car, but it was still halfway up her cunt. She lifted till it was vertical, then slowly lowered herself back down. Rod’s long cock slid easily up to her cervix. Her head was pressed up against the headliner and her back was arched. Rod’s hands grasped her breasts from behind and Angie’s hands were about to tear the leather off the dash. John knew Rod was plumbing new depths with his wife. He was large and thick but he had seen Rod’s cock when the boy had fucked both Dot and Goody on previous visits to Goody’s spacious and comfortable apartment. Rod was longer than he, not as thick, but long with a large bulbous helmet. Angie was thoroughly enjoying the front-seat fuck. It was too much for Angie. She came with a roaring howl as Rod’s cock jerked and twitched and unloaded into Angie. Cheers from the back seat joined-in with her. Angie had always loved sex with the possibility of being caught, but now she knew it was better with an audience.
John pulled into the courtyard at Goody’s apartment building. Angie was still breathless and panting. She had Rod’s still-hard cock buried deep inside her when her husband turned the ignition off.
“Ok Angie, get off it and let us out,” Dot said from the back seat.
Angie turned to John and whispered, “Thank you, darling, it was so good.” Turning to Rod, “Oh, thank you too Rod. Can I have more of that tonight?” She kissed the boy on the mouth before he could manage a coherent reply then laughed and squirmed around on his dick before lifting herself off. Angie got out of the car and leaned against it. She was still a little unsteady from the wine and the orgasm. Dot came out of the back seat and put her arm around Angie’s waist and pulled her close.
“Are you ok, sweetheart?” Then added, “It was good, wasn’t it?” Angie smiled at Dot.
“He has a long one, doesn’t he?”
“Yes, I know,” said Dot. “I’ve enjoyed it myself a few times. Actually he was the first man I fucked me before Ted. Goody and I raped him one night,” Dot told her laughing. But I was really hot and horny watching you and him from the back seat.”
“Yes, I saw you watching and I could see Goody giving you a helping hand,” Angie replied laughing loudly. Then added, “Did you, uh….did you like Johnny’s big cock too?”
Dot smiled and walked Angie, arm still around her, to the apartment entrance and said, “Yes, I really enjoyed fucking John, but I wasn’t cheating, really, Ted and Goody were there too. And he said you and he had an agreement about sex while you were separated. Are you Ok with that now? Don’t be upset, we’re all just good friends who love to have sex together. John is one of the nicest men I’ve ever met and it’s much more fun with people you like.”
“Yes, I understand and I want it too and I want to do it with you and Johnny.” They stopped in the shadows where Dot pulled Angie close to kiss her. As they kissed Dot placed her hand at Angie’s wet panty crotch. She inserted her fingers into Angie’s labia and rubbed
gently.
“Oh, Dot! You’re soooo good to me! I want to make love to you, Dot,” Angie whispered as Dot’s fingers delved further into her pussy. She could feel Rod’s cum dribbling out onto Dot’s fingers. Angie fumbled under Dot’s dress remembering that she was not wearing panties. She found it also wet and warm.
“We will sweetheart, we will. Let me help you out of these wet panties.” Dot bent down to pull them down while Angie steadied herself with a hand on Dot’s shoulder. Dot pulled Angie’s panties off one foot then the other and in the process turned her head into Angie’s mound and inhaled the heavy aroma. Having accomplished that Dot turned her head, “Where the hell is Goody?”
Goody was sitting on the door opening between Rod’s legs. Rod was still sitting in the front seat with his left leg in and his right foot on the cobblestones. Goody was sucking on his cock-head while holding the rest of it with both hands. John and Ted were standing nearby smoking and enjoying the show. Goody looked up to see the group watching her.
“What’s the matter, you never seen me suck him off? I just wanted to get a taste of Angie before he put it back in his pants!” John and Ted applauded and laughed.
“Come on, Goody, unlock the door and let’s go in, I’m thirsty!” Dot told her, still holding onto Angie Lee who added, “And she’s horny too.”
Once inside the apartment, Goody brought out a couple of bottles of her best Rhine wine. Dot and Angie were seated together on the large divan. They were kissing and fondling each other and divesting themselves of their clothes as they went along. The men were seated close by on the several large easy chairs surrounding the divan. They were enjoying the performance while Goody served wine all around. Once she had poured the wine Goody disappeared into her bedroom and returned momentarily wearing little else but garter and
stockings.
“Come sit on my lap, Goody,” John told her.
“Get undressed first, Johnny, I want your cock while we watch Dot do you wife,” she said.
Rod and Ted also undressed. They stroked themselves, sipped wine and smoked while watching the girls on the divan. Goody sat over one of John’s legs and on the armrest so she could grasp his cock with one hand, sip her wine with the other, and watch the girls.
Dot and Goody, completely naked now, sucked each others tongues and nipples. Their hands roamed from legs to buttocks then to each other’s cunts. One long-tall blonde and one dark beauty completely entangled in each other legs and arms.
“How do you like watching your wife get fucked, Johnny?” Goody put her drink down and
concentrated on John’s cock, slowly stroking it.
“I’m enjoying this tremendously, Goody. I never thought I’d see the day.”
“Oh, oh, oh, Dot, eat me please!” Dot pushed Angie down on the divan. Angie had one foot on the persian rug the other leg stretched out on the divan. Dot knelt between Angie’s widespread and stretched her arms to fondle her new friend’s nipples. From her breasts she slid her hands down Angie’s stomach and to her prominent mound. Dot toyed with
Angie’s pussy and spread the labia with her thumbs. She flicked her tongue at the engorged clit before she opened her mouth wide to completely cover Angie’s cunt.
“Oooooh, Dot! That’s sooooo good!” Dot had Angie’s pelvis humping within minutes. Dot’s mouth never left Angie’s pussy but her tongue worked like an orchestra conductor’s baton. When she inserted two fingers to find her G-spot, Angie began to howl in her orgasm. Angie had never had her pussy eaten by another woman and never like Dot was doing now.
“Your is a screamer, Johnny,” Goody said to him as she continued stroking his prick.
“Yeah, she does get rather carried away when she’s having a good cum like she’s getting from Dot. You boys,” he said to Rod and Ted, “let go of your dicks and go over there and let Angie Lee do it.” Angie heard the comment.
Rod and Ted stood up and walked to the divan. Angie remembered her dream again as she watched them approach. When they were on both sides and behind the low-backed divan, she grasped a cock in each hand. Dot’s fingers were marvelous as her orgasm subsided, but now she wanted a cock in there.
“Dot….. please, Dot. I need c-cock now……..I want to f-fuck Ted now, please!”
Dot grabbed her husband’s wrist and pulled him down on the divan next to Angie.
“Let her get on top of you face up so I can do her while you fuck her.” Ted knew the routine. He had done it both ways with the girls before and they loved it. He lay down face up and pulled Angie on top of him with his feet resting on the floor. Angie first turned her back to him then straddled Ted to insert his cock. It slipped easily into Angie’s well lubricated pussy. Dot pushed her back onto Ted’s chest who wrapped his arms around Angie to fondle her breasts. Dot knelt between their legs as Ted was began to furiously fuck Angie from underneath.
“Slow down, Ted! You’ll be cumming in no time that way! Make it last, baby.” Dot took hold of her husband’s cock and literally pulled it out of Angie.
Angie looked down at Dot between her legs, “Awwww, Dot, now you’re b-being mean to me! It’s so good.”
“Don’t whine Angie, you’re going to love this.” Dot placed Ted’s cock next to her cheek and her mouth back on Angie’s cunt. Dot took her husband’s cock in her mouth, then replaced it at Angie’s opening. Angie took Ted’s cock in to the hilt a few strokes before Dot pulled it out and into her mouth to taste Angie Lee’s juices on it.
Angie still had Rod’s prick in her hand. She pulled him close to get it in her mouth. Rod leaned over and obliged her. Rod began to slowly fuck Angie’s mouth. She could not take all of it in, but three or four inches and that large helmet combined with the couple she was fornicating with was pleasure beyond her wildest dreams. Dot’s mouth produced the most erotic sensations she had ever experienced and she finally had a cock in
her cunt and one in her mouth. And, Dot’s marvelous mouth mouthing her clit.
“Isn’t that the hottest thing you’ve ever seen Johnny?” Goody had John’s rock-hard monster firmly embedded in her throbbing vulva. She was sitting on him and enjoying the spectacle on the divan. slowly lifted herself up and down on John’s cock. Her beautiful ass and small waist was a sight to behold. John could see his penis as it disappeared into Goody then reappear as she rose. Her swollen pussy lips encircled his cock as it slid out then it pushed them back in to disappear. His hands hefted and massaged her swollen
breasts. He looked at his wife and was barely holding back his orgasm when he saw that Angie looked just about to cum in Dot’s mouth again. Angie did not remove Rod’s cock from her mouth, just opened it to release a muted howl again. Her hips were bucking and trembling as her cum exploded, jerking with each spasm. John held Goody’s ass down on his lap, pushed up, and shot a load into Goody.
Dot massaged Angie’s mons and flicked her tongue to Angie’s clit till her cum subsided. Dot, herself, hadn’t cum yet. She liked to hold it back and stay horny. She enjoyed being this horny. She motioned to Rod to bring his turgid cock around between Angie’s legs and stepped aside. Dot was not going to let up on Angie. Tonight she was going to see that Angie was fucked properly. Ted had not cum either and his hardon was out of but sliding slowly between Angie’s sopping labia when Rod placed his helmet at Angie’s pussy. Ted adjusted to let Rod in. In doing so his cock slid easily between Angie’s asscheeks. Rod lifted Angie’s legs up to his shoulders. Angie’s wide open cunt, her asshole and Ted’s cock were plainly visible to the on-lookers.
“Yeah, in her ass, Ted! She loves it there and she hasn’t had a good ass-fucking in years,” John told him. Dot, wine glass in hand stepped over to John, pulled Goody off him, and placed herself in the same position.
“Got any left for me, Johnny?” she asked smiling. “I need a good cum too, and you know how I love your cock.” Angie heard and looked over at John across the room. Dot was lowering her pretty bare pussy onto her husband’s cock. Goody was sitting next to them on the arm rest leaning back on the big easy chair fingering herself. John’s cock was spent, but tumescent.
“Maybe with a little help from Goody,” John replied to Dot’s question. He pulled Dot down on his lap. She leaned back on him so that her pussy was just above his cock, hanging between her legs.
Goody turned, “I can use a little more attention myself, Dot. I haven’t had much from you because of Angie.” Then she knelt on the carpet where she could look at Dot’s pussy and John’s limp dick.
“Come here sweetheart, I haven’t forgotten you. Come here, lick me and make Johnny hard again.” It never took long to recover with these two girls pressing their flesh against you.
John kissed Dot’s ear and said, “You certainly lived up to my wife’s expectations, Dot. She absolutely loved your luscious mouth just like we all do.”
“I love doing it like that with Ted. You know Goody loves it too. We did it with Inge too.”
John asked Dot in surprise, “You and Ted did Inge? The girl from Denmark?”
“Yeah, she slept over the night before she left. She was hot, too.”
John feigned disappointment, “Why didn’t I get invited? I know a few other guys who fucked her, and I would’ve loved to have been there to watch.”
“You’ll probably get your chance, Johnny, she’s coming back to her job at the airbase in a few months”.
Goody popped John’s cock from her mouth and looked up, “Me too!”
“You too, Goody. Johnny, put that thing in me.” John was again hard enough again to attempt another penetration into Dot’s gorgeous blond pussy. John knew that once he had it up her twat that she had a way of squeezing his dick like he had never felt before. He looked over at the divan to see Rod slowly inserting himself into Angie Lee and Ted’s cock nudging her asshole.
Angie, ankles astride Rod’s shoulders, frantically fumbled for both cocks. Guiding Ted into her asshole and Rod’s cock into her pussy. Angie was thinking aloud, “Oh m-my god! I’m gonna fuck both of them. Easy, Ted, easy! G-go, Rod, deeper! Oh, T-ted! You’re going in
too!”
“You said you wanted to fuck both of them Angie Lee,” John shouted to his wife.
“Oh, yesssss, Johnny! I didn’t expect both of them right off the bat. But, oh gawd! Yesss!”
With all the juices dribbling down the crack of her ass, Ted was easily able to push the head of his dick just past Angie’s sphincter. Like a rubber band around his penis. He slowly worked his cock into her ass. She pushed back when he inched forward. Ted and Rod were in with only a thin membrane separating their cocks.
“Fuck meeeeeeee!” Angie was reached another plateau in her sex life. Getting filled both ways, Ted’s prick in her ass was intensely erotic. It had been years and she yearned for it. She almost forgot the cock sliding into her pussy. Almost. “It’s soooo good, Johnny, its so fucking good! Awww fuck…meeeee!”
John’s monster cock slowly but steadily fucked Dot’s hairless blond pussy and Goody’s mouth and fingers toyed with both. Angie had Ted in her ass and Rod in her cunt. She looked at John and could see his large penis disappearing into Dot from underneath. Dot had spread her legs to either side on the arm rests. Dot held Goody’s head to her mound.
“Johnny!……Johnny! Please, I need one in my mouth!” Dot and Goody looked at each other and John.
“She wants all her holes filled,” Goody said to John.
“Okay, darling, I’m cumming. Excuse me girls…my wife is in need of one more cock.” It took just a little effort for John to straddle his wife and Ted’s heads and lower his cock to his Angie’s open mouth. Dot and Goody squeezed together on the easy chair, legs intertwined, muff grinding and watching Angie get thoroughly filled three ways. Angie Lee, consumed in lust didn’t remember the men extricating themselves when they finished with her. When she came to her senses, she found herself still in another orgasm as Goody lapped at her clit and Dot sucked on her hard nipples.
“Are you ok, Angie honey?” Panting still, Angie looked at Dot then at Goody between her legs. Immediately she insinuated herself so she could place her mouth at Dot’s pussy.
“I’m f-fine, Dot. I want t-to eat you now.” Smiling, she turned slightly and found Dot’s thighs pressing her ears and her in her face. Angie pressed her mouth to Dot’s labia and finally fond herself eating another woman’s pussy. She licked and sucked at every inch of her friend’s womanhood. Angie felt Goody’s mouth and tongue between her legs and looked to see Dot’s head disappear into Goody’s crotch. They formed a three way.
“Ever see a daisy-chain, guys?” John asked. The three of them lay on their sides lifting one leg to expose their pussy to the mouth of the woman sucking on it…Dot sucking Goody, Goody sucking Angie and Angie sucking Dot. They reversed positions at Angie’s suggestion. Angie sucked Goody, Goody ate Dot and Dot tongue fucked Angie.All three men found themselves amazed at their good fortune, but quite frankly fucked out
for the evening. They sat nearby watching drinking wine and smoking cigarettes.
“I thought my wife was just about satisfied, but it looks like they’ll be at it for a while longer.” Ted and Rod looked at John watching the women while stroking his semi-hard saying, “I’m gonna enjoy letting her loose with Inge.
Maybe fuck Inge while Angie eats her. Just like Dot and Ted did her.” He got up and approached the women. His cock was rigid and was looking for a warm hole.
The morning found Dot and Goody squirming under the warm blankets getting their morning orgasms. John masturbated next to them on the large bed waiting for his turn.
Angie was in the shower between Ted and Rod again.

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Dared To Do Doggy

As the old bus grinded noisily away from the No.27 stop, Rebecca Moore flipped her light duffel bag’s draw string over her shoulder and began to make her way into the large complex before her. The last rays of the setting sun were slowly dissolving ahead of a barmy summer twilight.
The petite, thirteen year old blondes, moist, red lips, curled into a wicked little grin as a loud chorus of woof-whistling burst forth as a car-full of teenage boys whizzing past. She’d had new blonde highlights added to her already fair hair just that morning, making her straight, mid-length hair, easier to form into the alluring tendrils that framed her pretty face and made the smooth, sun bronzed skin of her charming shoulders seem even more tanned.
“Keep to the right beside the race track and you can’t miss my place!” Rebecca recalled Sandra Orrick’s directions as she entered the showground proper.
Some big race horses lifter their massive male heads, snorting the air and nodding approvingly as the curvy girl past their holding stables.
Sandy was so lucky! It must be exciting to live around the hustle and bustle of the cities favorite racing venue she decided. Rebecca Moore was new in town, but she already knew, be it horse races, Gymkhanas, dog shows, greyhound racing, exhibitions, fairs, you name it, pretty much every event or display the city ever had was held right here. And Sandy’s father was the chief groundskeeper for the whole thing.
She made her way past the various pavilions and concessions already thronging with early-birds gathering for the Saturday night races. Men’s heads turned here and there amongst the crowd, sneaking leering glimpses of the shapely teenager passing by. Her close fitting boob-tube accentuated the firm young breasts and perky teenage nipples beneath and her lime-green cotton cutoffs outlined the pert, athletically rounded ass that graced her smooth, shapely legs below.
Picking her way through the crowd, Rebecca eventually arrived at a bungalow style house that was the ground keeper’s cottage. It was completely surrounded by a high paling fence, instantly recognizable, as per Sandra’s description, as the Orrick family’s home. Rebecca made for what appeared to be a wide hinged gateway in the fence. When Suddenly;
“Whoo,Whoo Whoo Whoo Whoo!” Rebecca recoiled in shock as she heard a large, savage dog barking just beyond. Threatening snarls continued to vibrate the wooden fence as Rebecca recognized her school friends sweet, contralto voice, commanding the agitated animal.
“Richter. Sit!” The voice ordered.
Rebecca regained her composure somewhat as the barking stopped, the gate swung in and she was greeted by the dazzling, apologetic smile of Sandra Orrick’s pretty face, beckoning her inside the Orrick’s private yard.
“Hi Becky. So you made it at last! Sandra greeted.
Her exquisite violet grey eyes danced with happiness at Rebecca’s arrival, putting Becky immediately at ease, just as her new best girlfriend had done, only a few weeks before, when the two had first met at Becky’s new school.
“Don’t be afraid of ol’ Richter here. His bark is worse than his bite.!” Sandra reassured as she patted the black, boney, skull-like head of the dangerous looking Doberman dog beside her dismissively.
Beauty and the beast! Becky mused to herself as she studied the odd looking couple. Sandra, who was about a year older and an inch taller than Rebecca had obviously been swimming recently. She wore only a skimpy polka dot bikini which hid very little of the sexy teenage girls ample cleavage, curvy hips and generally statuesque physique. Her long brunette hair flicked up attractively well below her broad yet feminine shoulders and softy outlined her classically beautiful face. Becky had to admit, she was little envious of her new girlfriend. The impeccably manicured eyebrows, the straight bridge of the girls small, slightly upturned nose, and especially the deeply sensual fullness of her lips served in stark contrast to the menacing K9 figure crouching on its brawny haunches to her side.
Richter was a fearsome looking Doberman. His small, black eyes, gleamed intelligently above a long, snout-like mall. A powerful jaw sprouted long, sharp teeth above mottled black and pink gums. Formidable muscles rippled beneath the animals short, well groomed black and tan coat and twitched in his long, columned neck as he studied Rebecca Moore, his moist black nose straining the air for her scent.
Becky couldn’t help noticing the well hung male appendage that swayed slightly at the dogs grey skinned groin area.
Yep. He’s a boy doggy alright! Becky confirmed to herself as she noted the bright pink tip of the animals pointy penis protruding slightly from his leather-like sheaf, and the dogs fat, smooth, ball-bag bloating heavily below.
“Come on inside and meet my folks before they leave.” Sandra said as she started for the house.
Becky’s eyes widened enviously as she viewed her friends sexy back and rump. The bikini was “thong” style she realized. From its tight beginnings at the sexy gap below her friends bouncy round bum, the bikini’s string disappeared within the deep, tawny crack of Sandra Orrick’s smooth, firm buttocks, only emerging again above to bite gently into the nicely padded rounds of her curvaceous hips as they wiggled seductively side to side as the lovely creature led Becky up the garden path.
However, no sooner had Becky taken a step to follow her sexy friend, then she was stopped in her tracks by the suddenly active Doberman.
Richter had darted forward, blocking the teenagers path. Before Becky could even react, he had his pointy snout between her tightly clamping thighs as he inhaled the rich female aroma of her pure young vagina. Becky was quite off balance as she tried to evade the curious animals indecent inspection. A sudden blush of embarrassment warmed her cheeks as Sandra came to her rescue. She took the crotch rutting dog by the collar and calmed him into submission once again. As Rebecca steadied her nerves again, Sandra made light of the situation.
“Sorry about that Becky. Richter’s only trying to get to know you. He still does the old “crotch sniff” to me and mom all the time. Don’t worry. You’ll get used to him!” Sandra grinned.
It was the way one might speak while admonishing a naughty little boy Becky imagined. By this time they had reached the front door, just as Sandra’s parents were on their way out. Sandra introduced everyone. Mr. Orrick was a tall, slightly weathered looking man in his mid forties. He must have been a good looking guy when he was younger, Becky decided. His hand seemed pleasantly roughened by hard work as he shook Becky’s own politely. Mrs. Orrick was like an older version of her Daughter. Shorter and with larger, heavier breasts, but a very attractive woman just the same and perhaps a couple of years younger than her husband.
“Well. You girls have fun now! And remember Sandy, use the beeper if you need us’ Mrs. Orrick waved back as the couple hurried past.
They were on their way to tend to their various duties around the racetrack for the night. Sandra’s Dad was “Clark-of-the-coarse” during races and her mom did whatever she could to help out. During the day, they did all sorts of tasks around the showground, anything from cleaning the stables and kennels, to leveling the race track and maintaining the buildings. That’s why the city paid for them to live here inside the showground fulltime, Sandra explained as they went inside.
As they entered the sparsely furnished living room through glass sliding doors, a young, red headed boy greeted them. He was much shorter than either girl. Sandra introduced the boy as being her little brother Denis. He was about eleven Becky guessed. He was kind of scruffy looking, mostly bones. His pale skin was covered with freckles. He had green eyes and his carroty orange hair was coarsely cropped and spiky looking. Obviously he’d also been swimming recently. He was almost naked, except for a pair of dark blue trunks that wrapped around his skinny hips and boney pelvis, bulging only slightly at the front where they formed a smallish lump to house his little pecker.
“How ya go’in Becky? Hey. You weren’t kidding sis. She’s a real sexy chicky-babey!” Denis said as he ogled Becky’s sexy body.
“Ignore my uncouth little brother Becky. Let’s go for a swim!” Sandra laughed as she noticed the look of bemusement on Becky’s pretty face.
“You can get changed in my room, back there Becky, we’ll meet you in the pool.” Sandra instructed as both she and the boy headed outside giggling. Becky soon found Sandra’s bedroom. She pulled her bikini from her bag and changed hurriedly. Her friends bedroom had all the usual teenage stuff, including a DVD player and portable TV. Wow. Sandra must really like dogs! Becky mused as she realized the many posters that decorated the small bedroom consisted entirely of various big dogs in action shots. There was even a framed photo next to the bed which showed Sandra hugging Richter. Sandy was kissing his cheek and Richter had a blue sash which read “1st Prize” around his muscular neck.
Denis let out a shrill woof-whistle and Sandy clapped as Rebecca rejoined them poolside in a hot pink bikini. The duo were already swimming merrily about in the deliciously cool water as the warm summer evening swallowed up the last glowing sparks of twilight. Soon all three were splashing and giggling with delight. The noises of excited folk attending the race meeting nearby where plainly audible. However, the high, sturdy fence made the Orrick family’s yard a private sanctuary, safe from the prying eyes of the great unwashed public belong. Becky was thoroughly enjoying herself as she swam about, despite Sandra’s little brother sneaking peeks at her skimpily clad body whenever he reckoned the pretty teen wouldn’t notice. The girls made chit chat and small talk as they swam, but soon they had all had enough and Sandra disappear inside the house to fetch some food from the oven.
Becky stretched out on a lounge-like deck chair beside the pool. Sandy’s little brother sat on the edge of another close by, almost leaning over her and grinning enjoyment as his wide green eyes rolled brashly from head to toe along the supine girls shapely body.
“I like the bikini ya wearing!” He leered as his eyes fixed shamelessly on the firm, uplifted swellings of her firm young breasts.
“It looks really, really, good on ya now its wet!” He continued, causing Becky to become conscious of effect the cool water had made on her pert young nipples. Her stiff little nubs were quite obvious now beneath the thin damp material of her bikini.
“What do you think Richter?” The obnoxious kid asked into nearby shadows. Startled, Becky was suddenly aware of the black, hulking form of the big Doberman against the darkened backdrop of the yard, only a few feet away.
She sat forward quickly as Richter moved in close beside her. Becky was painfully aware of her sudden vulnerability. With Richter’s close pressed bulk to her right and Sandra’s brother wedged thoughtlessly between the deck chairs to her left, the only way she could escape would be to slide off the front edge.
However, before she could react, the big dogs head was stretching slightly over her flat belly. His bright black eyes gleamed mischievously as they roamed the young girls tantalizingly feminine body.
“Check em out eh boy? Sandy’s headlights are on full beam!” The bratty little boy chuckled as he pointed at Becky’s proud young breasts. As if on cue, Richter suddenly nuzzled his boney snout under Becky’s closest boob and nudged it strongly upwards, as if feeling its weight.
“Bad dog!” Becky snapped, raising a hand to slap the curious brute. In an instant the dogs demeanor changed. Lips curled back, baring the sharp fangs beneath, as a spine tingling growl erupted from the beast.
“Don’t do that!” Denis cautioned the visibly shaken girl as she recoiled.
“Richter’s a trained guard dog. He don’t like no big sudden movements. He’s just being friendly. Aren’t you boy?”
Becky was paralyzed with indecision. She didn’t dare provoke the dog. She found herself mentally repeating, He’s not going to hurt me! He’s not going to hurt me! As the dog swapped his interest from her ample tits to the lusciously inviting valleys of her scantily clad pelvis.
Becky had already crossed her legs, clamping them together defensively, especially where her creamy inner thighs joined the cupped, fork space around her young vagina. Even so, Richter seemed to have little trouble as he drove his long, barrel shaped snout and visibly quivering nose between them deeply at Becky’s crotch. He nudged forcefully within the tight confines of her warm fleshy leg meat, easily jimmying enough room in-between to bump his snorting nostrils down the clinging crotch band of the frightened girls skimpy bikini bottoms to where her tightly puckering sphincter cringed below.
Richter’s highly tuned K9 sense of smell savored the warm, slightly tart, feminine odor of Becky’s anus before rooting his snout upward again. His pulsing nasal probe devoured the heady aroma of the girls tightly packed, virgin pussy furrow. Ancient chemicals bubble in his brain and inflaming his inhuman sex urge.
Meanwhile, Denis hadn’t lifted a finger to curb the dogs outrageous behavior. Pinned by the dogs exploring head, Becky continued squirming her ass about on the chair and alternatively crisscrossing her legs in a vain attempt to prevent the dog from buffeting away at her most private feminine area. Indeed, the boy seemed fascinated by the bawdy spectacle.
He looks like he’s enjoying this! Becky told herself as she appealed to the motionless boy to come to her assistance with a cross, embarrassed expression all over her pretty face.
At that moment, the dogs growing frustration caused him to nip to the soft, plumpness of Becky’s thinly covered, humid pussy mound, sending a sharp jolt of tingling pain rippling through her taught young body. Instinctively, the molested teen struck a slapping blow to the frisky dogs back, causing him to withdraw his K9 proboscis and fix his beady, pig eyes with a threatening glint on Becky’s own .
Suddenly, almost as if she had been waiting in the shadows, Sandra was back.
“Cool. Foods ready!” Denis blurted as he jumped up and headed for a plastic table setting nearby.
“Richter. You naughty boy. Have you been trying to make friends with Becky again?’ Sandy laughed, placing down the tray she had returned with and flipping a small morsel of food at the big dogs feet.
Becky took the opportunity to escape and join Sandra and Denis at the table.
“That dog of yours scares me a bit Sandy! And Denis didn’t try to stop him hassling me either.” Becky pouted, agitatedly, whilst eyeing the greedily munching eleven year old opposite her reproachfully as he scoffed down his meal.
“Awe, I’m sorry Becky! You just gotta learn to relax around old Richter. He don’t mean to hurt ya” Denis mumbled around a mouthful of food.
“Speaking of relaxing,” Sandra interrupted. “I’ve got a little surprise for you after dinner I think you’ll really like Becky!”
She flashed her pearly whites reassuringly and Becky started to feel better again. Oh well. At least no one seems to think what the dog did was funny. I guess I’m just not used to having dogs around the house. Becky decided as she finished up her diner. Soon, they had eaten and Sandra cleared the table, dropping the empty paper plates in a bin and returning to her seat.
“Now for the surprise.!” She announced.
“Do you know Paul Masters from school Becky?” Becky thought hard for a second as she sieved through a jumble of new names and faces she’d only recently met while attending her new high-school.
“Oh yeah!” She recalled. Paul Masters was a weird gothic kind of guy from school. A loner type boy, a couple of years ahead of them at school. She recollected his black greasy hair, supper pale skin and pimply face. Becky couldn’t imagine why a nice girl like Sandy would even know a kid like that.
“Anyway.” Sandy continued with an excited look in her eyes.
“I was telling him you where coming over here tonight, and he gave me a little present to share with you.”
“Awesome!” Denis blurted almost jumping up and down in his seat as Becky starred at her pretty older friend with a perplexed, quizzical, expression. During which time, Sandra, smiling like a cheesier cat, placed a slim white object on the table top and said;
“Surprise!”
“Oh my God. Its a frigging joint!” Rebecca swore in astonishment.
Denis was clapping his boney little hands together in undisguised glee while Sandra brought the marijuana cigarette to her sexy lips, produced a lighter from somewhere and lit it up, taking several large inhalations.
‘Denis?” she offered, gesturing toward her little brother with the joint after holding its sweet, sticky smoke in her lungs and then exhaling mightily.
The excited boy snatched the fatly rolled fag and started puffing away at it as Becky gaped. This evening was turning out a lot different to the hanging out, watching movies or listening to music Sandy had imagined it would be. She’d never have guessed a pretty, intelligent girl like Sandra Orrick would be a marijuana smoking “party girl”. Still. She hadn’t known Sandra that long she told herself.
Becky was indecisive when Denis offered her a turn on the cigarette. God. What would your parents say Becky? She asked herself as she imagined their disapproval. On the other hand, I don’t want my new, and until now, only, best friend thinking I’m a “prude” do I? Besides which, she admited to herself, the idea of doing something so blatantly against the law was thrilling a side of herself she had hardly even knew existed until now. The boy helped make up her mind by suddenly pushing the warm, smoldering butt between her reluctant fingers.
“Go on Becky. Its really good SHIT!’ Becky heard her older, wiser, girlfriend encouraging her.
Oh well. When in Rome I guess! Becky told herself as she took a first, tentative, drag on the pungently fuming cigarette and the acrid, intoxicating smoke filled her inexperienced lungs.
She coughed violently as she handed it over to Sandra. Her next turn, she managed to get a lot more of the thick smoke in without coughing and by her fourth try, everything was feeling quite smooth.
Indeed she felt much more relaxed, just as Sandra had promised. A warm glow spread from her lungs to her finger tips as Becky took yet another deep drag on the roach. Sandy felt a gentle breeze caress her skin and the world seemed such a lovely place to be. Happy voices echoing from the distant race stands reminded her of carnivals with Ferris wheels and toffee apples.
What a lovely, kind wonderful girlfriend, Becky told herself, as she gazed hypnotically at her gorgeous friend opposite, she was enjoying yet another hit on the rapidly disappearing cigarette. God she’s a sexy girl! Becky found herself thinking as she recalled the various reactions the boys at school made as they ogled the enchanting fourteen-year-old’s wiggly walk, or the firm bounce of her breasts while playing volley ball in scanty gym cloths. Yep. She would only need snap her fingers and any boy at school would fall between her feet and worship her, Becky decided as an odd thought occurred.
“Why’d Paul Masters give you a joint anyway Sandy?” Becky blurted, surprised and suddenly giggling at herself for no reason.
“Hah! Sandra coughed while raising a finger to the sky. A reaction that made the intoxicated company spew giggles uproariously.
“Well. Let’s just say I know what that guy likes! She stated with an upraised eyebrow and giggled even harder, causing an un-beckoned vision of Sandra on her knees, doing unspeakable things to Paul Masters private parts as the boy grunted and wheezed above her, in Becky’s fetid imagination. Could that how Sandy earned the “present”? The vivid hallucination shocked Becky’s warm, fuzzy feeling brain, causing her to jolt physically in her seat. Sandy noticed the inexplicable little jump as her little friend struggled vainly to clear her thinking and burst out laughing.
“Hey Denis! I think Miss. Rebecca is a teeny weenie bit stoned now.” She smirked as Denis looked across the table and agreed.
He reminded Rebecca of “Denis the menus” at that moment. Its him! She found her self thinking: The little bratty kid who’s always up to something naughty and loving it. She burst out laughing as if she’d just been told a riotously funny joke.
“Yep I reckon she’s good and stoned now. That’s for sure!” The young lad giggled.
“Hey. I got an idea. How about we play a game? How about we play Truth Or Dare!” Denis suggested, grinning from ear to ear and giggling manically.
“That’s a pretty funny idea Denis!” Sandra replied laughingly with a hand on her chin, exaggerating a look of modesty.
“But I’ll only play if Becky does. How about it Becky? Will you play? Sandy urged her slightly dazed friend while sniggering.
Rebecca had never even heard of the strange game before and told them so.
“Don’t worry I’ll explain everything girlfriend! But we better go inside to play.” The older girl cautioned.
A few moments later they were back in the Orrick’s living room. As Sandra directed, Becky took a seat on the floor, “Denis the menus” (giggle) sat across from her while Sandy ran around the house pulling down window shades. What’s she doing? Becky wonder to herself. Its not sunny out? But Sandy was older and wiser than she was, she reasoned. She’d been a true friend to the new girl at school. Staying close by her side, ever since that first day and helping her get adjusted. Becky felt a real love for Sandy welling up inside her. She wanted to give her friend a big thank you hug for befriending her so quickly, and..
“Ok. These are the rules.” Sandra interrupted Becky’s fond reverie as she plopped down on her sexy, bikini clad ass ,cross-legged, completing a rough ring between the “players” in the center of the room.
“The game is played in rounds. On the 1st round the 1st player asks the 2nd player a “Truth” question. If the 2nd player refuses to answer the 1st players question, the 1st player gets to ask a “Dare” question. You can’t refuse a dare question ever! The 2nd player than questions the 3rd player, and so on, until the next round which is all “Dare” questions. Understood?”
Rebecca burst out laughing. She couldn’t even believe Sandra had said all that just now, let alone expect her to understand it all. But what the hell. I’m sure I’ll figure it out as I go along. When in Rome! She told herself again, tinkling with mirth.
“Ok. I’m going first!” Denis announced excitedly. He looked straight at Rebecca as he asked;
“Rebecca, Have you ever wanted to French kiss another girl and if so. Who?”
Wow. This new game is pretty wild! Becky realized, as she struggled for the best way to answer the unexpectedly adult question.
“I’ll take a dare instead!” She blushed. Denis looked delighted, it was almost as if he’d anticipated her refusal, Becky mused.
“Ok, I dare you to take your bikini off and play the rest of the game in the raw!” The excited eleven year rascal ordered the sexy older girl imperiously.
Rebecca’s slightly buzzing mind pondered the naughty request for a moment. She was vaguely aware that exposing herself in public was something she had been to modest to do in the past. But despite that, she soon found herself on unsteady feet, trying to appear brave as her clumsy fingers fumbled to untie the loose bow of her bikini’s bra.
In another moment, unhooked, it slid from her smooth shoulders, falling to the floor and allowing her proud young breasts to spring fully into view. Becky blushed a mischievous little grin at her approving friends catcalls. The cooler air around her soft, creamy boob flesh felt delicious, and the sheer naughtiness she felt by revealing her bare breasts made her crinkly, pink areola tingle erotically.
Meanwhile, Sandra and her little brother were praising Becky, shouting enthusiasm for her to remove the bikini’s bottoms. She hooked her elegant thumbs into the small, pink briefs and striped them seductively down the full sweeping length of her downy thighs before stepping out of them completely.
All her most private feminine secrets were now fully exposed before her excited young audience, making her feel giddy and deliciously wicked.
It’s funny. She considered. Earlier she’d felt annoyed when Sandra’s little brother had ogled her swim suited body, yet now, she was letting the bratty kid get a good hard look at her completely naked anatomy. She even felt a little thrill of pride at having provoked the obvious hard-on that bulged forward from the boys trunks as his eyes roamed hungrily over Sandy’s body. Denis obviously admired her poochy vagina lips protruding gently through her sparsely covered blond mons and the tingling pink nubs of her fine young boobs.
“Fuck. You’re so fucking sexy Becky!” Denis crowed lustily as he leered. Even Sandra was clapping and congratulating Becky. Then, she told Becky it was time to take her turn at the game.
Becky was feeling deviously free and adult as she tried to concoct a totally naughty question to ask Rebecca next. However, she found the soft buzzing of her drugged mind made thinking clearly difficult, so she settled for;
“Sandra. Have YOU ever wanted to French kiss another girl and if so. Who?”
Sandra grinned wickedly and nodded her pretty head in the affirmative. Denis whooped and make raucous catcalls in obvious delight as she fixed her sultry eyes on Becky’s own and half whispered;
“Can you guess which girl I’m thinking about kissing right now?”
The honesty of her female school chums erotic confession made Becky feel a little awkward and she blushed hotly. Their eyes held long enough for Becky to become aware of a tremendous desire to go to Sandra just then, tell her how grateful she was to, that the lovely girl was her best friend.
Her fetid mind swam with images of soft, feminine red lips meeting, glistening, dainty tongues dancing wildly together. She had never seriously contemplated lesbianism before, but wasn’t surprised to find the idea of tongue kissing with Sandra Orrick appealing to her now. Still, she opted to feign embarrassment and merely pretended to laugh her girlfriend off.
Meanwhile, Sandra had already turned to her little brother and was asking him a “Truth” question:
“Denis. Is it true you have a stiffy right now. And if so. What would you like to do about it?” Every one guffawed hilariously for a moment, before the lad answered.
“Awe shit. That’s to easy!” He snickered as he indicated toward the hugely bulging trouser tent in his Speedos. The thin material clung partially to his small, but fully engorged penis beneath, as it stood out rigidly from his pelvis.
“Sure I got a boner. And its been stiff all afternoon with Becky around.”
The blatantly naughty confession made the blushful Becky giggle uncontrollably, he never took his eyes off her as he continued.
“And sure, if I had my way right now, I’d bend Becky over right here on the floor, spread her nice tight ass-cheeks apart and shove my cock right up her tight little asshole!”
Rebecca was amazed that an eleven year old boy could even think such obscene things, let alone say them to her face. More surprising were the hot tingles the obscene flattery had instantly ignited in her immature pussy. She imagined Denis behind her at that moment, pushing his hard little weenie in-between the spreading rounds of her passive young bottom. She could almost feel his pencil like dick punching its way through her little brown sphincter, and sliding delightfully to-and-fro inside. The obscene thought made her shiver fitfully and wiggle her ass against the carpet.
However, although Rebecca hadn’t minded playing the raunchy game that much so far, Denis’s next question struck her an icy mental blow, even through the drug induced confidence the marijuana in her system had afforded her so far.
“Rebecca. I dare you to let Richter lick your pussy out” The wicked young boy demanded.
Becky’s confused mind whirled, un-comprehendingly, at the filthy little boys amoral suggestion. Fun is fun! But surely Sandra would finally tell her bratty little brother to pull his head in now. She told herself.
Sure enough, her older friend had already moved defensively to her side, embracing her comfortingly and reassuringly.
“I bet Denis shocked you pretty bad eh Becky?” She whispered soothingly as Becky nuzzled her head onto the other girls shoulder and received a comforting, pecking kiss on the forehead. She was quickly relaxing again as she snuggled happily into her supportive older friends plump young bosom.
“But don’t be scared Becky. You’ll love it once you’ve tried it!” Sandra cooed as she made a small nodding gesture to her horny little brother. He hurried from the room, returning almost immediately with the inquisitive Doberman dog by his side.
“But..uhhhhhh?” Becky mouthed, trying to comprehend what was happening as she suddenly became aware of her girlfriend’s cool hands sliding gently over the silky skin of her taught young body. Smoothing delightfully down into her lap, they gently uncrossed the beautiful young girls legs, spreading them open, right in front of the interested dog’s ardent gaze with a firm, but gentle pressure, as she spoke earnestly in Becky’s trusting ear;
“Richter really likes you Becky. When you let him get to know you properly he’ll show you just how much, I promise Ok?
“Ahh..” Was all Becky could mutter bewilderedly as Sandra kissed her forehead, as if in acceptance, while at the same time, adjusting the young girls position. She was cradling her younger friend from behind now, between her own lovely, widely spreading legs, as Becky’s firm round ass and spine backed snuggly against the reassuring pillow of her body.
“Here boy, come and get it!” Sandra encouraged the anxious K9.
She spread the unresisting thirteen-year-old’s legs still further, in invitation, as she pressed her chin at Becky’s shoulder in time to watch her well trained pet crowding quickly in-between the girl’s wide flung knees.
Richter’s primitive brain shivered with primal lust as it analyzed the multiple feminine odors his quivering nostrils vacuumed in. His keen eyes acknowledged the invitingly spread condition of this new female’s unprotected twat. His sensitive olfactory confirmed her feminine ripeness. There was also the familiar, reassuring aroma of his young mistresses permanently in-heat cunt, otherwise unseen, as it pressed snuggly in behind the blond’s ass, drooling its tasty butter-sauce into her bikini’s sopping crotch band.
Sandra spoke gentle words of encouragement as the dog brushed his cold wet nose through the crisp blonde curls of Becky’s helplessly exposed vagina, causing the girl’s breath to catch, as she mewled softly.
Meanwhile, any fears Rebecca had held before, had evaporated completely. She gazed down between her own obscenely wide spread thighs and watched her school friends big dog taking his initial liberties with her passively accepting pussy.
She was blissfully aware of Sandra’s smooth, cooling hands, gently sliding to her breasts, quickly finding the stiff tingling nubs of her buzzing nipples and expertly rolling and pinching them with stroking thumbs. Becky marveled. It was as if her girlfriend responded to her needs with the knowing understanding of a lover many more years experienced than those a normal fourteen-year-old girl could possibly possess.
“Yeah. Lick that juicy blond cunt, boy!” Sandy’s little brother heckled excitedly as he leaned in from close by.
He’s playing with himself! Becky realized as she noticed the boy’s small, but fully engorged cock was now free of his trunks and visibly twisting in his sweaty little hand as he urged his dog to devour Becky’s willing upturned box.
At the same moment, Richter dove his bristling snout into the readily yielding blond-fringed gash with gusto. His searing pink tongue pressed its way wildly though the salty folds and excitingly stinky creases of Becky’s immature, human pussy, like a hot iron on an ironing board, stripping her sparse blonde pubes of their salty, cuntle encrustations with his greedy K9 lips as he went.
Becky was visibly shaking in Sandra’s ardent embrace as the dog started corkscrewing his firm, muscular tongue deeply between Becky’s plump outer labia, stretching the sensitive inner ones below violently aside and plunging into the supper tight, virgin confines of her pure pink girl tunnel beyond.
Becky aided the animal as best she could, instinctively humping her groin onto the dogs intruding cunt-plunger by clenching her athletic buttocks rhythmically against the floor, allowing the straining brute to force his tongue forward grudgingly, inch by squelching inch, deeper with each pumping action of his boney head, until finally it reached the intact flower of her unclaimed virginity.
The young female groaned in deep satisfaction as Richter growled his own out of growing frustration. He desperately longed to sink his fluted tongue to the hilt in his willing new bitch and scoop out her lust inflaming nectar, but he found full access to his intruding oral appendage inexplicably blocked now by something beyond his inhuman understanding.
He twisted and strained his slobbery, fluttering tongue even harder as he tried to drive in deeper into Becky’s tight tube which, despite the dogs strenuous efforts, remained firmly barred by the maddening barrier of the thirteen-year-old virgin’s protective hymen.
“Fuck. What’s up with him? It’s like his tongue’s stuck in the bitch or something?” Denis blurted, questioning his older sister worriedly.
“Are you still a virgin Becky?” Sandra asked sweetly into the quivery, rutting, girls ear.
“Uhh Huh!” Becky confirmed, groaning deliriously within the warm, tingly depths of her passion inflamed, drug assisted stupor.
“Denis, Hold him back for a second!” Sandra ordered as her brother darted in, grabbed Richter by the collar and pulled him away, causing the animals long sticky tongue to withdrawal from the young virgins cunt-mouth with and audible sucking smack.
Becky’s disappointment was sudden and obvious. She questioned Sandra desperately with needful blue eyes while rubbing ineffectually at her ruddily inflamed cunt-lips and mightily aroused clit with two very unsatisfactory fingers.
“I told you you’d love it didn’t I Becky! You don’t want him to stop it now. Do you eh?” Sandra mocked a little teasingly, giggling again.
“Mmmmmmmmmmm.Yeah!” Was all Becky could manage while looking somewhat slightly dazed. Her older, wiser friend took charge of the situation. Guiding her with words of affection and soothing tones to the softly sprung couch nearby. Loving hands made the needed corrections, positioning the trusting young girl to kneel by its edge. The shaky young blond supported her upper torso on her elbows wonderingly. Sandra whispered hotly in her ear ;
“You lucky girl! I wish I could loose my cherry to Richter again.” And before Becky had fully absorbed her girlfriends words, Sandra had motioned her brother to let the whining, frustrated Doberman loose.
Richter’s K9 brain was raging with fuck lust. He already knew what was expected of him now. How many times had naked human females knelt submissively, just as Becky was now, as they supported themselves on the Orrick family’s couch with their smooth buttocks splayed invitingly before him? He’d lost count. Even Sandra and her Mother still often mated with him this way when the mood struck them. And then, although less frequently, there were the other, often young females, like this new blonde one, which although they may resist initially, would eventually be persuaded to satisfy his burning animal desire to fill them with his soupy puppy seed.
On his mistresses queue, Richter closed the distance between himself and the dutifully kneeling virgin teens invitingly upturned buttocks with just two powerful pumps of his finely conditioned hindquarters. He tackled the surprised young human from the rear so violently that he knocked her plump chest flat across the sagging lounge.
“Oh GOD!” Becky managed to blurt as she tried desperately to regain the breath the animals weight had knocked from of her. His heavily muscled, bristly upper body had landed fully on her lower back with a meaty thump.
“Arrghhg. Help! The terrified teen begged Sandra, who, still by her side, had grabber the girls upper arm, quite possibly stopping the frightened girl from being torn physically from the couch.
‘Sshh. Everything’s going to be ok!” Sandra shushed.
Richter clamped his powerful forepaws in a vice like grip around Rebecca’s slender waist and in the same motion dragged her curvaceous young hips and ass in and under his already violently humping hindquarters.
During the next few minutes Becky could only prey for survival as her drug impaired brain tried to process the coliderscope of sensory stimulation it received. There were sounds of sexual frenzy all around. Sandra’s younger brothers raucous shouting was a steady tirade of obesities like:
“Yeah fuck it boy! Fuck her good!”, “Fuck her tight little cunt!” and “Fuck that little bitch!” while Sandra’s beautiful soothing contralto contrasted by imploring her to “Just relax”, “Don’t fight it!” and “Just go with the flow!” As she kneeled beside Becky and did her best to add stability to the straining waif, struggling beneath her hulky K9 lover.
Meanwhile, Richter snorted and puffed like a rattling locomotive above Becky’s swaying back as he stabbed his cock purposefully at Becky’s exposed rear with his shiny hips.
Sandra marveled at her virile pets bright pink prodder, its wickedly pointy end was already in a direct line of fire with the passively lipped entrance to Becky’s virgin funnel. She almost felt sorry for the squealing little girl as Richter’s “practice stabs” punched his male spear savagely into her wiggly inner thighs and bouncing butt meat. She reached beneath to Becky’s juddering boobs, giving a quick, reassuring squeeze of female solidarity as her friend endured the necessary pain of becoming the dogs newest human bitch. Just then, Richter’s knocking prick-head found Becky’s virgin cunt-door.
“Oooooh GOD! Becky bellowed in pain as all of Richter’s body parts acted simultaneously with the explicit purpose of impaling the struggling human bitch beneath his humping carcass with his piercing animal cock.
The synchronized convulsion rammed his skewering cock-shaft all the way through Becky’s fluttering fuck-mouth and shredded the obstructive virgin membrane of her hymen forever, sweeping aside its ruined taters as the wild fucker continued to flense a searing path to the furthest reaches of Becky’s now deflowered fuck tunnel.
Sandra stroked Richter’s rutting flank in admiration as small streaks of crimson appeared on Becky’s wildly shaking, creamy thighs, a sure sign to Sandra that her beloved pets cock had triumphed over her silly young friends irritating cunt blockage. Richter now had all the pleasure giving access Becky’s tight young cunt could give him.
“Good boy, Now fuck her pain away.” Sandra encouraged her pet as he sawed his long, deeply buried cunt-rasp back and forward inside the tight ravaged tube of Becky’s now thoroughly defiled canal.
Meanwhile, Becky had already recovered from the brutal initial onslaught of the inhuman fucking. As the dogs pluggering tool found its stride within her, she found the pain she’d experienced as the dog popped her cherry fading rapidly, replaced instead with a rapidly building pleasure deep within her previously untapped innards.
She was aware, now and then, of Sandra stroking her cheek or tweaking her wildly tingling nipples as she felt the dogs quickly bloating penis within her. Pressuring apart the virginal walls of her vaginal canal, the dog’s pre-cum leaked out around his expanding knot and trickled down between her quaking thighs.
“Don’t worry Becky! He’ll cum in you soon!” The knowing fourteen-year-old observed. The dog had changed his stroke. He continued to poke Rebecca, unfurling her wrinkled inner cunt tract as it stretched elastically around the fully expanded dog cock.
“Arrrgh,” Becky moaned. “It feels so good!” She wheezed as the first pulsing squirts of Richter’s dog cum erupted deep within her, baptizing her never before fucked pussy with his acrid, inhuman sperm. It spewed hot, gushing puppy-batter into her gratefully clenching womb, triggering the most powerful orgasm of her young life at that same moment.
After several minutes of dog and girl pulsing in mutual orgasm, Richter had finally emptied several quarts of his cum into his new bitch. Quite satisfied with himself , he plopped his shriveling prong from the moaning, thoroughly fucked ex-virgin and sauntered off to his kennel to lick himself clean of her stinky blood and drying juices.
Meanwhile, Sandra, still slumped across the couch, felt a sudden pressure at her rear. For a moment she thought the dog had returned for more, but then she felt boney figures at her hips, turning in time to realize Sandy’s bratty brother was behind her, fully naked.
Before she could raise an objection, and no doubt aided by the greasy dog goo that already lubricated her spread ass cheeks and winking but hole, Denis pumped his slender penis easily through Becky’s puckering anal ring. She started to complain, but before his small ball-sack had bumped her ass cleft more than a few times, the young lad, already well beyond white-hot with fuck lust, jetted his thick white sperm in to Becky’s tightly gripping shit shoot .
“You dirty little basted!” Becky spat as the youth pulled out his rigid-digit while it was still squirting cum. A thick white glob splattered on Becky’s back as he did so.
“Denis you naughty boy!” Sandra scolder as the kid pumped the last few squirts of his cum from his rapidly dissipating hard-on with his hand.
“Sorry Becky. I just really needed that, especially after we’d talked about it in the game!” He giggled.
“Oh Yeah! I’d forgotten all about the game!” Becky managed to reply, still in a daze from everything that had happened to her in the last few minutes. Damn! Becky told herself. I’ve just lost my vaginal virginity to a fucking dog and my anal virginity to a bratty little boy whose even younger than I am! She knew she should feel humiliated. But somehow, that isn’t how she felt.
“Well, I guess we all won something from the game after all?” Becky said after she’d caught her breath for a few moments. The after glow of her recent orgasm and the remnants of marijuana coursing through her bloodstream, mixing pleasantly in sparkling embers within her well fucked body.
“Not quite. There was the French kissing remember?” Sandra reminded, moving in to cuddle her from close by.
“But don’t worry Becky. Tonight you’re sleeping in my bed with me and we’ll make that dream come true to, just as much as you want.” Sandra promised as she kissed Becky’s beatific, sweaty, smiling face.
“And tomorrow, I’ll show you what other fun we can get up to around the showground!”
But that, dear reader, is a story for another time.

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Secret Email Account

All my stories so far have been in a narrative style. I thought about writing one as a play but then the idea popped into my head to use email. I hope you like this. Let me know if it works for you. Margo (P.S, I had to shorten the email addresses. For good reason, this website won’t allow anything that looks like one.)

The Shaman 4

This is a continuation of the Shaman series, and the events won’t make total sense unless you read the earlier parts of the series. I revised this to reduce the size of the paragraphs. Paragraphs are supposed to start with a change in the speaker, with a change of characters or subject, but it didn’t work so I added paragraphs also at a natural pause in the flow of action. I hope you like it.

Accidental Lovers – Part 3

My continued thanks to everyone for the feedback and my apology for the huge blunder on the boy using his hands. This is the concluding installment and I hope it wraps things up nicely. So please enjoy “Accidental Lovers” and let me know what you think of it.

MY SISTER SHERI

My sister ShERI is 2 years older than me & I’ve always wanted to pull my cock out for her to see. She is soo sexy & I know she loves to fuck !!! Years ago, we were partying & I think she thought about fucking me !!! I slept at her house & asked her as we were in her bedroom if she had a pair of shorts for me to wear & I freaked when she pulled off the ones she was wearing & handed them to me as she stood in front of me wearing a silky blouse & the prettiest pair of black silky panties !!! They were perfect !!!
They totally covered the back of her ass & were kind of see through in front up top above her pussy lips & black thick bush !!!! I wanted to keep her right there in her panties, so I grabbed the shorts & told her that they were the wrong kind cuz I wasn’t wearing any underwear & they were too loose without them !!! She asked what I needed & I said I needed underwear,but didn’t bring any !!! ShERI just looked at me & said ” if you need to wear some that bad, you can wear some of mine!” & looked at me smiling, with a look in her eye that i will never forget !!! I said “Ill do it, but if you tell anyone, I’ll tell them that you undressed in front of me first !!!” & she said, “ok, our little secret—–BUT 1ST RONNIE, ” & SHE TOOK A DEEP BREATH & SAID ” I WANT TO SEE YOUR COCK” i WAS FLOORED !!!! I FELT MY COCK START TO THROB & GROW & SHE NOTICED OT TOO CUZ SHE GOT A HUGE GRIN ON HER FACE & JUST STARED AT MY COCK. I THEN UNBUTTONED MY PANTS & LOOKED HER IN THE EYE TO HOLD HER GAZE. I THEN GRABBED BOTH SIDES OF HER FACE & PULLED HER LIPS TO MINE & FRENCH KISSED HER SOO PAAAIONATELY AS I STEPPED OUT OF MY PANTS FOR HER !!! i STEPPED BACK SO SHE COULD SEE MY COCK !1 SHE STARED AT IT FOR WHAT SEEMED LIKE FOREVER AS THE HEAD STARTED OOZING OUT PRECUM!! SHERI SAID ” FUCK YES RONNIE, YOU ARE WAY BIGGER THAN I THOUGHT YOU WOULD BE & SHE GOT ON HER KNEES IN FRONT OF ME, GRABBED COCK & STARTED KISSING JUST THE HEAD OVER & OVER, EACH TIME GETTING MORE & MORE OF MY PRECUM ALL OVER HER LIPS. sHE WAS A REAL PRO & I LOVED HOW SHE SAVED MY CUM & DIDN’T SWALLOW IT. EACH TIME SHE KISSED IT, SHE MADE THESE AWESOME SUCKING & SMACKING NOISES !!! IT WAS PERFECT !!! i COULDN’T BELIEVE HOW GOOD IT FELT OR AS NASTY AS SHE WAS GETTING!!! SHERI TOLD ME THAT SHE WANTED TO EAT MY CUM & ASKED ME IF I WOULD CUM ALL OVER HER LIPS & FACE SO THAT SHE COULD ENJOY IT WHILE i PALYED WITH HER & FUCKED HER !!! I REMEMBERED THAT I HAD A RUBBER THAT WAS TOTALLY FILLED WITH SO MUCH OF MY CUM & SHE SAID ” DID YOU CUM IN IT ??” & WHEN I SAID YES, SHE ASKED HOW MANY TIMES & SHE FLIPPED WHEN i SAID THAT THE WHOLE TIME I WAS DRIVING ON THE WAY THERE I HAD IT ON & MUST HAVE CUM ABOUT 15 TIMES IN IT & IT WAS FULL TO THE BRIM !!! SHERI’S EYES LIT UP & SHE SAID ” RONNIE, PLEASE SHARE IT WITH ME !!! CAN i PUT IT ALL OVER MY FACE, LIPS, TITS & PUSSY FOR US BOTH PLEASE RONNIE PLEASE DO THIS FOR ME”!! I AGREED & WHEN i RETRIEVED IT, & SHERI SAW HOW MCUH CUM WAS IN IT, SHE STARTED MOANIGN LOUDLY & SUCKING MY COCK FOR ALL IT WAS WORTH !!! I COULD TELL I WAS ABOUT TO CUM—-& SO COULD SHE CUZ SHERI PULLED MY COCK OUT OF HER MOUTH & STARTED STROKING IT SO TIGHT & HARD & SHE SAID ” eXPLODE FOR ME RONNIE, I WANT TO SEE HOW MUCH CUM YOU CAN SQUIRT FOR ME CUM FOR ME CUM ALL OVER ME NOW RONNIE CUM NOW ” I COULDN’T BELIEVE HOW GOOD SHE STROKED MY COCK & HOW GOOD IT FELT !! i WAS ABOUT TO CUM SO I STARTED BUCKING MY HIPS LIKE I WAS FUCKING & SHE LOVED IT !!! SHE LAYED BACK ON THE BED & PULLED ME TO HER RIGHT AS I WAS CUMMING & SHE GAVE ME THE MOST INTENSE & MOST PLEASURABLE HAND JOB I’VE EVER HAD !!! SHERI GUIDED MY CUM AS SHE CLOSED HER MOUTH AS MY 1ST SPASMS SHOT A VERY THICK STICKY STREAM OF CUM ONTO HER LIPS & CHIN !!! iT FELT SOO GOOD AS I CAME THAT I SQUIRTED GOBS ON HER TITS, NECK, FACE, LIPS & CLEAVAGE !!! SHERI THEN LAYED BACK & SPREAD HER LEGS & PULLED HER PANTIES TO THE SIDE & SHE SHOWED ME HER PUSSY FOR THE FIRST TIME !!! I’VE WANTED TO SEE HER LIKE THAT FOR SOO LONG THAT I IMMEDIATELY DOVE RIGHT IN & STARTED EATING HER OUT WITH A FURRY !! RIGHT AWAY I GOT EXTREEMELY HARD AGAIN RIGHT AS SHE WAS MOANING & BUCKING & SHE SCREAMED ” YES RONNIE, THATS IT RIGHT THERE OH MY OH OH OH FUCK RONNIE, YOU’RE GOING TO MAKE ME CUM YES YES YES ” & SHE STARTED BREATHING SOO HARD & HER BODY GOT REALLY STIFF & THEN SHE STARTED CUMMING–OR I SHOULD SAY SQUIRTING !!! HER ORGASM LASTED ABOUT 10 SECONDS & WHEN SHE WAS STILL CUMMING I LOOKED UP AT HER & WAS STUNNED AT THE WAY SHE LOOKED !!! HER FACE, NIPPLES, CHIN & NECK WERE COVERED IN MY CUM & SHE WAS SLURPING AT IT & SHE SCREAMED ” NOW RONNIE PUT YOUR FUCKING COCK IN ME RIGHT NOW & FUCK THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME !!!” i PUT THE HEAD ON HER PUSSY LIPS & PUSHED JUST THE HEAD IN AS SHE GASPED. HER PUSSY WAS ALREADY SOO TIGHT I KNEW SHE HAD NEVER HAD A COCK CLOSE TO AS BIG AS MINE & SHE WANTED IT BAD !! I WAS DIZZY WITH LUST & DESIRE THAT WE JUST HELD EACH OTHER SOO TIGHT & SHE SAID TO ME ” RONNIE, PLEASE SLID IT INTO ME AS WE SHARE YOUR CUM & KISS ” SHERI LET OUT A GASP AS I SLID MY ENTIRE COCK INTO HER FOR THE 1ST TIME OF MANY !!! SHERI IS SUCH A WONDERFULL LOVER & SHE FUCKS PERFECTLY…………………..BUT MORE LATER

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Family Brothel 2 by Darklord9895

“Oh yeah, you’re as good as the other bitch!” he screamed.
Jenna was proud of herself. Ok, maybe he exaggerated a little bit in his ecstasy, but she had to be really good, though. She pulled it out of her mouth to pull down his pants so they were both completely naked. Then she took a rubber from the box, thinking ‘safety first!’ and rolled it over his prick. The young hooker then straddled his lap and guided his cock to the entrance of her pussy. She lowered herself slowly, letting inch after inch slide in her juicy cunt.
Henry felt like he was in heaven. This young twenty year old snatch was the tightest he ever had the honor to fuck. Jenna began to rock her hips, letting her client’s hard dick slide in and out of her hole.
“Oh yeah, yeah, keep that up,” moaned Henry. He grabbed the big round tits bouncing over him. They felt wonderful. Nice and full, just the right size and firm as hell.
Her mother had told Jenna that the guy liked it, if she talked dirty, so she moaned “Ohhh, I love to ride that big fat cock of yours. Bang me, push it deep in my young wet pussy. Oh oh oh ohhhhhhhh!”
She clenched her pussy muscles. Henry was about to explode. Her grabbed her hips and pushed his ass up to meet her thrusts. A few seconds later he climaxed and squirted a huge load of cum. Jenna got off his cock and sat down beside him on the bed. He was out of breath, and near a heard attack. He needed a few seconds before he could speak again. Then he ordered the whore to take of the rubber and clean his cock with her tongue. She did as he wanted. His dick was getting hard again and she knew what that meant; he would bang her again.
“I wanna fuck you doggy style now, so get on you hands and knees!” he ordered.
He put a condom on his stiff cock, got behind her and with one hand on her ass and the other on his cock, he guided himself in her still wet pussy. Henry grabbed Jen’s shoulders and pulled her back, ramming his cock forwards at the same time. He got in deeper and deeper. The girl loved every second of it and even came after several hard thrusts. A few minutes later he climaxed and pumped his hot semen in her cunt, well, in the condom of course.
They fucked one more time and Henry had one of the hottest nights in his life. And Jenna had never earned more money in a single night. He handed her five hundred dollars when he left with a smile. Five hundred dollars and a lot of fun — what a night!
***
Jenna wanted to become a regular hooker of the brothel. She liked dancing and would still do it, but now she would be available for fucking and sucking too. At the next family meeting, they all talked about it and agreed that they would share their jobs from now on. Both women would dance and fuck.
Later that night, when their mom was asleep, Jenna came to her brother’s room.
“What’s up sis?” he asked.
“It’s … uhm … it’s kind of embarrassing. I … I need your help … I’m not sure if I should ask you that …” she said very nervously.
“Just ask Jen, I won’t bite,” he smiled.
“Ok. You know, as a hooker you’re expected to do everything to satisfy the client. Everything, including anal sex. I’ve never done it before and …”
“You don’t have to do it, Jen!” he assured.
“It’s not that. It’s just that I want to do it right. If I have I client, I can’t try anything, they expect a professional and that’s what they pay for,” she explained to her brother.
“Hm, I think that’s right. So what do you want to do about it … oh … you … you mean I should … really?”
“Yeah, exactly. I want you to fuck my ass! If you don’t want to, I’d understand. I mean we’re brother and sister after all. I’ll fuck strangers, so it isn’t a big deal for me to fuck my own brother. So, what do you say?”
Greg thought about it. Since he fucked his mom on a regular basis, why shouldn’t he fuck his sister too? Additionally he had been curious about anal sex for quite a while.
“Ok, let’s do it!” he finally said.
“Great!”, the girl nearly shouted, “I’ll be right back, wait here for me.”
With that she left. A few seconds later, she came back with some KY-jelly. “This will make it easier!”
With that she stripped naked in front of her brother. He did the same.
“So, how do you want to do it?” Greg asked.
“Well, I think I should suck you cock first. It will get in better when it’s wet.”
She didn’t wait for an answer, but guided is already stiff cock in her mouth and sucked it.
“Oh wow, Jen, I didn’t think you would be as good as mom!” escaped Greg’s mouth and the moment he said it, he already regretted it. He shouldn’t tell his sister that he fucked his mom.
Jenna heard what he said and got curious.
“What do you mean? How do you know how mom gives blow jobs?”
“Oh, I just talked to some of the guests. Never mind, just keep sucking please.”
Ok, Jenna didn’t really believe it, but this was not the time to ask further questions. She kept sucking him until she thought that he was hard and wet enough. Then she lubed up her asshole with some KY-jelly and got on all fours. “Ok, please be gentle now.”
Greg got behind his sister. He aimed the top of this cock at her asshole. He pushed forward a little bit. His cock opened her ass and the tip slid in.
“Aahh. Hold on. Give me a few seconds to get used to it,” Jenna said, “Ok, now push it in a little deeper.”
He slid in another inch. They repeated this until his cock was completely in his sister asshole. Then Greg started to pump his cock in and out of her. Slowly at first, than rising up the pace.
“Oh Jen, your so incredible tight. Oh yeah, yeaaaah. This is awesome!” Greg screamed.
“Don’t stop Greg, I love it. Pump that fat cock of yours up my shitter! Push it in deeper, fuck me as hard as you can! Ooooohhh! Yeeeeeeeaaaahhh!”
They both came at the same time. Greg pumped load after load in his big sister’s ass. They both collapsed on the bed exhausted.
Clap, clap, clap came from the door. They both turned around in shock. It was their mother wearing nothing but a thong and a smile.
“Mom, it’s …” they both started.
“Shh, it’s ok. You two looked really sexy. I’m blessed having such a handsome well-endowed son and such a sexy daughter!” their mother said.
“But mom, aren’t you mad at us?” Jenna asked.
“No, in fact, I’ve been fucking your brother for quite a while now. And I don’t mind sharing him with you,” she grinned.
“Oh mom, you’re the best mom in the world!” said Jenna, as they all hugged each other.
“Thanks, but for now I think all of us should go to sleep. We have a lot of work to do tomorrow!” And that’s what they did.
For the next days and weeks, Greg fucked his mother and sister on a regular basis. Every time he was horny, one of them was horny too, so he always had an ass, pussy or mouth waiting for him.
One day a guest came to the brothel. He introduced himself as Peter; they never said their real names, but who cares? The difference between him and other clients was that he wanted to fuck two girls at once. He was willing to pay six hundred dollars. Julie looked at her daughter, who was looking at her. Without a word, both of them nodded, knowing exactly what the other meant. They took his hands and led him to one of the rooms. He sat down on the bed.
“I wanna see you undress each other, kissing and fondling each other. Like lesbians!” he demanded.
Of course the girls had expected that. The started dancing slowly and very close. They rubbed their bodies against each other. Julies tits pressed against her daughter’s. Jenna began to pull her mother’s top over her head until her tits came into view. She leaned down and took one of the nipples in her mouth she had used to suck milk from it as a baby. Julie leaned back her head and moaned as her daughter licked her nipples.
Then Julie grabbed behind her daughter and unclasped her bra. They pressed their tits together and started kissing each other. They stuck out their tongues and touched each other’s. Julie put her hand under her daughter’s short skirt and touched her young clit. She started stroking it and made her moan with pleasure. Then she pulled down the skirt and showed to guest her daughter’s firm ass. She also took off her hot pants. Now both of them were completely naked. The guest was totally overdressed, so they took off his clothes too. The knelt between his legs and started licking his cock from two sides. Jenna lowered herself a little bit and started to lick his balls, while her mother took his cock in her mouth and started sucking.
After a few minutes Peter lay back and — after the usual protection measures — Julie straddled him and sank down on his cock. While her mother rode the client, Jenna lay next to them and let him play with her tits. After a while mother and daughter switched positions.
“Let’s switch positions,” Peter said.
He wanted Julie on her back, got between her legs and fucked her. Then he ordered Jenna to sit on Julie’s face, so she could eat her. Jenna gulped and didn’t know if it was ok with her mom.
“It’s ok, sit on my face,” Julie encouraged her daughter.
Jenna did as she was told and her mother began to lick her hot snatch.
“Oh yeah, lick me mo.. lick me Julie, oh yeah!” Jenna almost said ‘mom’, “Oh yeah, that’s it! Awwwwwwwwww, ohhhhh, yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh!” she came with a loud scream. Seeing the young vixen cumming while the girl he fucked licked her was enough to make Peter cum. With a final hard thrust, he came.
When he was gone, Jenna turned to her mom, “Mom, that was wonderful. I’ve never been with another woman before. What you did felt great. Do you think you could show me how to do it properly?”
“I’d be my pleasure,” her mom grinned.
They got in a sixty-nine, so Julie could explain how to do it and Jenna could try it at the same time. Julie gave her some advice until both of them came with trembling bodies. They lay in this position for about five minutes.
“Mom … there’s another thing I’d like to learn,” Jenna said.
“What is it?”
“When you sucked his cock … you took all of his cock in your mouth. I would have only managed to take half of it. How can I learn to deep throat?”
“Well, there is a way to learn it real fast … but it’s a little bit rough …”
“No problem. Whatever it takes, I really want to learn it,” Jenna assured her mother.
“Ok then. Greeeeeeg,” she called her son.
Greg came and asked what was up. They told him about Jen’s plan and that they needed his ‘help’ to teach her. Julie told her daughter to lay back on the bed. Greg had to get over her head with his cock above her face. His sister opened her mouth and Greg guided his cock in.
“Ok, now fuck her face and push it in a littler further with each thrust. Don’t stop for anything, even if she chokes. You only do what I tell you from now on!” Julie told her son.
Greg nodded and started thrusting. He got in a littler further with every thrust, just as his mom had told him. When about four inches of his cock were in his sister’s mouth, she started choking and became red. He looked at their mom, but she didn’t tell him to stop, so he continued. Inch after inch disappeared in her mouth and she continued choking. Finally all seven inches of his thick cock were in her mouth and he fucked her face for all he was worth. After some thrusts she got used to it more and more until — after several strokes — she didn’t choke any more at all. She enjoyed it as he did. His balls slapped against her chin every time he pushed his cock in her hot wet mouth and his pubic hair brushed against her nose.
He couldn’t believe how hot her mouth was and how good what she did with her tongue felt.
“Oh yeah sis, you’re doing great! I’m cumming Jen, I’m cumming in your mouth. Yeaaaahh, drink my cum, swallow it! Oh, oh, oh, ooooohhhhhhh!”
He came in her mouth and she swallowed every single drop of his huge load. Julie was so proud of her daughter. They all were done for the evening and fell asleep in each other’s arms.
***
The brothel was running better and better. Even though they had two hookers now, it nearly wasn’t enough to fuck all guests. They decided to hire another girl. Jenna mentioned that she had told one of her friends about her job and that she seemed pretty interested in getting a hooker herself.
“Is she good at sex?” Julie asked.
“I don’t know; she’s kind of a slut, but we should test her …” Jenna answered.
Both of them looked at Greg, who smiled like a kid on Christmas. They decided to give Jenna’s friend Amya try. Jenna called her and asked her if she would be interested. She was, and would come over in an hour.
When she arrived she wore a long coat. When she was inside, she dropped the coat. She wore a see-through fishnet top, a jeans skirt and high boots. Her long dark hair was hanging down and covered her nipples.
The family told her to do a striptease first, as she would have to do this too. She got on stage and started dancing. She shook her hair wildly, finally showing her nipples and her big firm tits. She swung her hips and ass, while she seductively pulled down her skirt. She wore a black thong underneath. Then she pulled the top over her head and pressed her tits together. Amy looked directly in Greg’s eyes as she lifted one of her tits and took the nipple in her mouth. She lay on her back, grabbed the sides of her thong, pulled it down and spread her legs, while she pushed her hips up and down. The family had a good look at her swollen pussy lips.
When she was finished, she got standing ovations.
“Really good! Time for phase two now,” Julie said.
Greg got up, took Amy’s hand and led her to a fuck room. His mom and sister followed them. Greg got naked, and Amy sank to her knees and started licking and sucking the boy’s cock. She was good at it, he thought. While she took about five inches in her mouth, she massaged his balls with her hand. After her strip, it didn’t take long before he was ready.
“Oh yeah, suck that cock. Gooood, yeah! Suck it, bitch! I’m about to cum. Oh yeah, I’m almost cu … cu … CUMMIIIIIING!” Greg screamed as her came in her hot mouth.
Without choking she swallowed every single drop of his hot semen. Greg’s cock was still hard, so Amy lay back on the bed and spread her legs. Greg climbed between them, aiming his cock at her waiting pussy. She was wet already, so he pushed it in completely with a single thrust.
“Ooohh,” both moaned together.
He drove his prick in and out of her young cunt. She crossed her legs behind his back and pulled him in deeper and deeper. After a few minutes Julie told them to stop and that it was time for some ass fucking now. Amy turned around and got on her hands and knees. Greg’s cock was wet from her pussy juice and he managed to push half of it in her tight ass hole with his first push. He grabbed her hips and pulled her back on his cock, until it was completely in. He banged her furiously and showed no mercy until he was about to come. He wanted to shoot his cum in her ass, but his mom told him to get up. Amy had to sit in front of him.
“Cum on her face, Greg. Cover her in sperm!” Julie said.
Greg stroked his cock about three times before he shot his load in her waiting mouth, in her face and on her tits.
“So, did I qualify?” Amy asked with cum dripping from her chin to her fat tits.
“When can you start?” Julie answered and they all laughed.
***
Having a third hooker now made work easier again. Their expanding business could need another though. It seemed like fate when Julie’s thirty-two year old sister Kelly called.
“Hi sis, how are things going?” Julie asked.
“Not so good. It’s not enough that Ted, my husband, left me with nothing; I also lost my job a week ago. What about you? You have a job, right?” Kelly said.
“I … yeah, I have. It’s kind of a family business.”
Julie thought about whether she should offer her sister a job at the brothel. Kelly was very good looking. A sexy blonde woman with firm c-cup tits, sporty ass and legs. You could see that she did a lot of sport. But would she be willing do fuck strangers for money? She wasn’t prude or anything. In fact her husband had left her, because he caught her cheating on him two times! He wasn’t good at fucking but she is a nympho so she couldn’t resist.
Julie decided to give it a try. “Kelly, we have a small brothel. If you want, you could work here … as a hooker. I mean if you don’t want, it’s ok, I just wanted to …”
“That would be great!” Kelly interrupted her.
Julie told her that she could move in with the family if she wanted, so she wouldn’t have to pay rent and drive about an hour each day. Kelly moved in two days later.
“Kelly,” Julie said, “there’s another thing. You need to show us that you’re worth working here.”
“No problem!” her sister answered and stepped on the stage.
She did a sexy show for her audience and stripped until the only things she wore were her brown cowboy boots. The family was amazed by her firm trained body, her pert breasts and her bald cunt.
“Well done, Kel. Now for some serious action … I think Greg needs some relief,” Julie said.
“You … you want me to fuck my nephew?”
“Would that be a problem?”
“No; it’s a surprise, but no problem!”
They went to a fuck room and Greg got naked. Kelly got on her knees and looked at her nephew’s hard seven inch manhood. It looked wonderful, exactly what she needed now. She started to lick the pre-cum from the tip of his cock. With a slurping sound she took it in her mouth and started sucking. She managed to get all seven inches in her mouth and bobbed her head back and forth. Kelly grabbed Greg’s ass cheeks and pulled him deeper into her mouth. She was roughly fucking her lovely face with his cock.
Greg was ready. Fucking his sexy aunt’s face was great. She was an expert at this, just as his mom and sister. “I’m about to cum, aunt Kelly!”
Kelly pulled his cock out of her mouth and rapidly stroked it with her hand, aiming it at her open mouth.
“Oh oh yeah oh oohhh, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWW!” Greg moaned an came on his aunt’s waiting tongue. She played around with it for a few seconds, then she swallowed her nephew’s fresh cum. Then she started to lick his cock clean and to make him hard again. She had to show some fucking after all. While she licked his cock and balls, Greg fondled her wonderful firm tits. It didn’t take long before he was hard again.
Kelly lay on her back and spread her legs for him. Her pussy was glistening and her pussy lips were swollen. Greg got between his aunt’s legs and pushed his raging hard-on in her wet pussy. He began thrusting and banged her for about five minutes.
“Oh yeah Greg, you’re wonderful! If any of the guests will be this good, I’ll work for free! Fuck me! Bang me hard! Ooohhh!” Kelly moaned. She was so wet that her pussy juice ran down her ass, as her nephew pounded his prick insider her. She knew it wouldn’t take long for her to climax, but this fuck was not for her; she had to show that she can satisfy a man. So she pulled Greg down, embraced him and rolled on his back. She sat upright and began riding him. She took his hands and guided them to her tits.
Her hips went up and down faster and faster and she could see in his face that Greg would cum soon too.
“Oh Greg, your big cock feels so good inside my tight pussy! Ohhh, yeah! Fuck, fuck, fuuuuck!” she screamed.
“Fuck, Kelly, your pussy IS tight!”
Greg grabbed her hips and pulled her down harder and harder. When he felt her pussy muscles flexing and she was cumming, he thrust his cock inside her pussy as deep as he could and pumped spurt after spurt of his hot teenage cum in her!
Kelly dismounted him and lay on her back next to him. Jenna saw her chance, got between her aunt’s legs and began sucking her brother’s cum from her aunt’s pussy. Kelly was surprised, but liked it. Soon she had another shattering orgasm.

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THE WILLING SLAVE: A LOVE STORY

A young woman is devastated when her poor family sells her to be a sex slave. Things look black until she is bought one final time.
CHAPTER 1
I’d be the first to admit that I went off the deep end two years ago when my beloved wife died. It was actually a blessing—she had withered away over a fourteen month ordeal from some disease I had never heard of and never want to hear of again.
I went out and bought a Lamborghini, spending more than a quarter million dollars. I drove around in 55 mph speed zones doing 100 or more. I told you I was acting crazy. Fortunately, I sold it before I killed myself. I also bought a motorcycle, a big Harley, grew my hair long, added a scraggly beard and joined a motorcycle club. Outsiders would have considered it a gang, but most of our members held legitimate jobs, and even professions, but a couple bordered on being Hell’s Angels. The word was that they were involved in a lot of illegal activities—drugs, bootleg liquor, smuggling, hijacking, and even white slavery.
It was through the club that I happened to be seated at the bar in Hog Haven that Sunday night. The Haven is a bar that isn’t open to the public, but it’s not a private club either. It is strictly a bar for Harley owners and riders. Last year a couple of kids in their twenties came in riding rice burners—Japanese bikes—and were lucky to escape with their lives. On this evening I sat nursing a Bud when I heard Big Danny, one of the so-called “bad members” bitching. “I got to get the cash and all I got is this dumb bitch. She ain’t worth shit. She ain’t even trained yet, so how am I going to get ten grand for her?”
I looked up as I took a final slug from the longneck, asking, “What’s the problem, BD?”
“Shit, fuck, doc, I got this bitch, see. I bought her for ten grand and now I need the money to get my bike back. It got repo’d last night. They sent these two big coons with shotguns to get it. I been fucked.”
“So sell the bitch. What’s she like anyway?”
“She’s good looking, a brunette with decent tits, but she’s got a real shitty attitude, claims she was tricked into being a fucking slave. Yeah, tricked my ass; she just wants to get out of her bargain. Guy I bought her from told me he gave her folks seven grand for her. Told me she wanted to get away from her asshole father; said he been fuckin’ her since she was ten. Now she don’t want come across. Damn, she bit my cock last night.”
I laughed, “Sorry, Big Danny, but the idea of that just breaks me up. I hope you showed her you’re the boss.”
“Hell, yeah—I damn near busted her eye. Got herself a real nice shiner now; that’ll teach her.”
“How old is she, anyway?”
“Why? You interested in her, doc?”
“I might be; you know my wife died from that fucking disease. I still can’t pronounce it.”
“Well, the guy I got her from says she’s twenty, but she looks younger.”
“Hmmm…OK…you want ten grand, right?” He nodded. “Bring her to my place at midnight tomorrow night, but don’t beat her any more. I’m not going to pay that kind of money for damaged goods. I’ll have the cash, but if she’s busted up I’m not giving you shit.” I got up and left.
The guys call me “doc,” but I’m not a doctor. I’m a retired businessman. They call me that because I’m just about the only club member with a graduate degree, an MBA. I made my money in the real estate boom and got out a year before it crashed. I saw how the big national builders and mortgage companies were distorting people’s information to sell more and more houses and knew it couldn’t last. I sold my holdings cheap—about eighty cents on the dollar– just to liquidate them, but after the crash they were sold even cheaper—at about half what I got. Coming up with $10,000 would be a cinch; all I had to do was go to the bank.
Having Big Danny come to my house was chancy, but this way he’d be the one crossing the state line, not me, so any possible federal charges would be on him. Of course, I doubted that Big Danny knew that or even cared. The other thing was—I didn’t like to take my pistol, a Sig Sauer 9mm, out in public and there was no way I’d make a deal with someone like Danny without one.
The following night Danny showed up around 11:45 close enough to midnight for me. I just wanted it dark and late enough so my nosy neighbors wouldn’t see anything. Danny led this thin woman into the house in chains. This was going to be a real slave sale. I debated whether I should check her teeth. I could see that she was filthy. Her clothes were torn and dirty and her hair badly needed washing; no wonder she rebelled at Danny. I stood next to her and she looked to be about five feet seven inches tall, maybe four or five inches shorter than me. She had a good body—C-cup breasts probably, with narrow hips and broad shoulders and a flat abdomen. She had some decent muscle tone so I guessed she worked out or ran regularly. Her legs were long and well-formed with an attractive gap between her legs.
“OK, Danny, you have a deal.” I went to my safe and removed the money, passing two $5,000 bundles to him. He held out the keys to the locks, trying to get more, another $2,000. I put my hands on my hips, opening my shirt and flashing him my Sig, suggesting he should be happy to break even. He left and a minute later I could hear his truck back out of the driveway.
“OK,” I began, “what’s your name?”
“Fuck you.”
‘OK, Fuck, you need a shower and some new clothes. You’re filthy and you smell. The shower I can give you; the clothes will have to wait until tomorrow. It’s late so I’m going to keep you chained until we have a chance to chat in the morning. Let’s go.” Reluctantly she followed me into the bathroom. I cut the clothes from her body and pushed her into the shower. “Wash your hair. If you need help with anything, let me know.”
“You going to watch me, pervert?”
“As a matter of fact I am. I don’t know you well enough yet to trust you, but, if you want, I can get into the shower with you and wash you myself.” She actually did smile at that, but got in, closed the door and turned on the water. Fifteen minutes later she emerged, looking like a different person. I helped to dry her and gave her one of my tee shirts to use as a night gown. I unchained one wrist, looping and locking the chain to the bed frame. “Sorry,” I told her, “but it’s the floor for you tonight. You can share the bed with me tomorrow, if you wish. I’ll get you a pillow and blanket.” I tucked her in, kissed her forehead, and went to bed. I found sleep almost immediately.
CHAPTER 2
She was awake when I rose the following morning. I unlocked the chains, pointing her to the bathroom. “Here’s a toothbrush you can use, and some anti-perspirant. Sorry I don’t have any clothes for you, but I’ll go to WalMart later and get you some essentials. Let’s get some coffee first and then we’ll talk.”
She came out a few minutes later, telling me she borrowed my comb. She looked a lot better than last night, even with Danny’s shiner. I made coffee with my Keurig and gave her a cup, offering milk and sugar. “Let me explain what’s going to happen. Technically, you’re my slave, but I’m not going to chain you or beat you. In fact, once I get back from WalMart you can leave if you wish. But…where are you going to go? You have no money, no ID, no job, so what would you do? You’d have to become a hooker on the street and then you’ll meet some pimp or john who will be worse than Big Danny or wind up in jail. Your life won’t be worth shit. On the other hand if you stay I’ll treat you like my girlfriend. I’ll buy you clothes, take you to dinner, the beach and treat you well. You’ll still be my slave so I’ll expect you to have sex with me, clean the house, and prepare some meals for me, mostly dinner. Can you cook?” She shook her head “no.” “OK, I’ll have to help you. By the way, have a name?”
“Angel.”
“Your real name, not something some asshole gave you.”
She laughed, “That obvious? OK… it’s Andrea—Andie.”
“Thank you, I’m Adam. Let’s get something to eat, I’ll bet you’re hungry. When did you last eat?”
“Day before yesterday—a sandwich.” I got a cantaloupe from the fridge and cut it open for her. She wolfed it down. I broke out a pound of bacon and about eight eggs. I had the griddle going in seconds, the entire pound spread across its hot surface. I mixed the eggs together and scrambled them once the bacon was done. Andie swiped a piece and I playfully swatted her hand with my fork. Minutes later the eggs were scrambled and we sat down to eat. I remember being young—I’m now 60—but I don’t remember eating as much as Andie ate that morning. I guessed that Danny wasn’t big on treating his guests with civility. He probably couldn’t even spell it. Seeing her cup was empty I refilled it with fresh coffee.
We cleaned up together and I gave her a pad and pencil. “Write down your sizes–bra, panties, and blouse and pants or shorts. Also I’ll need your shoe size. Walmart is about twenty minutes away so figure I’ll be back in about 90 minutes. Now…you’ll have the run of the house. I’m not going to lock everything up—we’d be here until tomorrow, but, trust me, there’s not enough to steal to make it worthwhile, and then I’d have to call the cops. Have a seat and watch TV, or find a book to read, or just walk around. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
I know nothing about shopping for women’s clothing so it took me longer than I expected. I returned almost two hours later to find Andie sitting in the living room reading a Playboy. I gave her the bags and she dressed. After seeing her naked last night there wasn’t much reason to be bashful or shy, so she did it right in the living room. I wasn’t expecting any compliments for my selections, but she did say, “Thanks” several times.
“I’ve been thinking, Adam. You’re right–if I leave here I’ll wind up worse off than I was before so I guess you’re stuck with me.” She walked up to where I was sitting, dropped into my lap, and kissed me. It was a “friends” kiss, not a “lovers” kiss, but that was OK with me. I was glad she was staying. “You know, I have a lot of experience fucking older men…my asshole father and grandfather have passed me back and forth for years.”
I pulled her head to my shoulder, caressing her head and running my hand through her lustrous hair. “Put that behind you. It will never happen again. Now, let’s go shopping.” We climbed into my BMW and headed to the nearest mall. I tried to keep up with Andie as she ran from store to store. I left her in Victoria’s Secret while I put several big bags into the trunk. I returned just in time to pay the bill.
“OK, Adam, I’m done.” I asked if she were sure and she laughed, “Just how much money do you have?”
“Enough to take care of both of us; now, want lunch or should we go home?”
“Let’s go home. I think I need to thank you.”
“No, you don’t need to. I don’t want you to feel you need to do anything. It’s much more fun with a willing and eager partner.” I drove home and showed her where to put her clothes. She marveled at the size of the closet. My wife had been a clothes hound with more than a hundred pairs of shoes and dozens of outfits so her closet was built to handle all this. There were drawers and mirrors and shelves like even I couldn’t believe at times. It took us almost two hours to get everything done. I made a drink and retired to the screened porch, looking out over the golf course.
“Where are we,” Andie asked.
“In southeastern North Carolina, near the South Carolina border—the Atlantic is about two miles over there.
Are you from around here?”
“No, I’m originally from West Virginia–you know one of those coal mining towns that have gone broke. My family was poorer than dirt. I really can’t blame my father for trying to sell me, but I can’t forgive him either.”
“Listen, if you’re going to live here you need to help yourself to food or drink—coffee or soda, or whatever. Are you old enough to drink?”
“Almost—but I’ve been drinking for years. I’ll be 21 in another month.” We chatted about everything and nothing trying to get to know each other. The more she told me the more I marveled that she had even lived to see twenty. I knew things were tough in most of the bankrupt coal towns, but I never imagined the conditions Andie described to me. There were ten people in her family—mom, dad, grandpa, and seven kids, all in four rooms in a house with no indoor plumbing and no insulation. For Andie to live with me must be like living in a palace. I had finished my drink so I got up for another, “C’mon,” I told her, ”I want to show you how to make drinks. Ever hear of a gin and tonic?” She shook her head “no” so I went through the very basics with her as I made two drinks. “Here, try it. I find it really refreshing, especially on a hot day.” We returned to the screen porch where I sat on the love seat. I was a bit surprised when she sat next to me—very, very close to me.
I toasted her, “Here’s to a successful relationship—for both of us.” When I looked at her she had a tear in her eye. “What’s the matter,” I asked.
“I can’t believe how lucky I am. I could have wound up with someone like that Danny jerk, or even worse. Instead I’m with a gentleman who treats me with respect, like I’m a real person.” I put my arm around her shoulder as she cried—broke down—into my chest. I held her for almost thirty minutes, stroking her cheek, rubbing her back, and caressing her hair. She looked up then and kissed me. Her lips parted and our tongues met. She gripped my head and pulled me into her as her passion rocketed. When we broke the kiss she looked into my eyes, “Let’s go to bed.”
“You don’t have to, you know.”
“I know—I want to, but if you keep that up you’ll have me believing you don’t want me. Don’t you want me?”
“God yes, I haven’t had any real sex for two years, since my wife died…and you’re gorgeous, even with that shiner. I’ll probably embarrass myself by cumming as soon as I enter you.”
“Ha, so what’s the problem? We’ll just do it again as soon as you can. Then you’ll take a lot longer. C’mon.” She pulled me up; I grabbed both drinks, following Andie into the bedroom. She pulled the blanket down before she pulled me to her. I barely had time to put the drinks on a couple of coasters. Kneeling over me Andie pulled my golf shirt over my head and addressed my shorts. She pushed them and my boxers to the floor. “Stand up a sec, will you? I want to take a look at you. Hmmm, pretty nice—how old are you, anyway?”
“I’m sixty…much too old for you.”
“Oh, no you’re not; you’re only as old as you feel. How old do you feel now?”
“A lot younger than sixty, that’s for sure.” Andie laughed and pulled me back to the bed. In seconds she had stripped off her tank top and bra, and shrugged out of her shorts and panties. She pulled me down into an embrace as she began another kiss. Her mouth pressed against mine; her tongue danced in my mouth as her hard nipples pressed into my chest. I was lost in the rapture of the kiss and the heat of her touch. She broke the kiss, moved back a few inches and looked into my eyes. “I could really get to like you—maybe even more. You’re the nicest, kindest person I’ve ever known.” She kissed her way down my body. She began to lick, the tip of her tongue lightly tracing over my skin when she reached my abdomen. She licked all around the base of my hard cock before moving up the sensitive underside. She tickled my pee hole, managing to push her tongue in almost a quarter inch. She cupped my balls in her hand as she swallowed my cock. I had never been deep-throated like this before. As a kid I’d been able to get laid now and then, but hardly any girl would suck my cock, let alone take it all into her throat.
Suddenly, she jumped up, straddled my hips and lowered herself onto my hard erection. My erect penis is only six and one-half inches long, but it is more than two inches in diameter and doesn’t taper at all. I could feel the silky tightness of her pussy, the wetness, the heat. Andie felt hot; I was worried that she might have a fever so I put my wrist to her forehead. She laughed, “My father always did that. But I think I just have a really hot pussy.” I had to agree—it was plenty hot enough for me.
Suddenly, I shot my head up, ”Condom?”
“Oh, I guess we should. I’ve only ever fucked my father and grandfather and I don’t think they ever fucked outside our family. On the other hand…a stud like you….”
“Yeah, right! What diseases can you catch from your right hand? Not too many, I would think. All the same we should be careful. I don’t want you getting pregnant—not yet anyway.”
Now it was Andie’s turn to be startled, “You mean…? You’d actually…? Oh, wow, that’s incredible.”
“Well, here’s the thing. I always wanted children, but my wife couldn’t have any—some problem with her uterus, or something. But I think we should wait until we know how things are between us. Having a kid if we’re always arguing would be a catastrophe.” I leaned over to my night table and pulled out a new box of condoms, one I had just bought when I realized I’d be purchasing a slave. Andie raised herself a few inches as I rolled it over my cock. Andie wasted no time sliding back down my shaft.
I tried to move up to meet Andie, but she stopped me—“I want this to be for you. We’ll have plenty of time to take care of me. I’m a pretty good judge of character and I’m betting you’ll take satisfying me as a real challenge.” I relaxed as Andie began to move around my cock. She may have been pissed at her father, but he had obviously done a great job teaching her to fuck. She clenched those powerful cunt muscles as she massaged my cock. That combined with her unceasingly rapid thrusts made me think I was in heaven. As I predicted I was ready to cum—much too fast for either of us. I couldn’t help myself—I drove my hips up, lifting Andie off the bed as I filled the condom, wishing it was Andie’s pussy instead. In seconds I was spent, but not too spent; I placed my hands beneath Andie’s thighs and lifted. I was able to curl almost 200 pounds so I handled her easily. I dropped her slowly onto my mouth.
“You were right—I do take it as a challenge. Now it’s your turn.” I leaned up as I pulled her slender body closer. I licked her left labium first, cleaning it of her yummy secretions; then I moved to her right. When that was done there was only one place left—her wet dripping slit. I pushed my tongue into her, sucking out every delicious droplet. Leaning forward I reached for her G-spot, rubbing it furiously as Andie began to shake. I continued, ramping up the pressure as I tickled her clit. I had no idea how sensitive she was—she came screaming in seconds. I moved her down and held her tightly, kissing her cheek as we both recovered. In time she lifted her head, “That was incredible…the best…I’ve never cum like that…ever.” She leaned back down and kissed me. This time it was definitely a lovers’ kiss, long and hot and passionate as she drove her tongue deep into my mouth. When we broke the kiss we lay there breathing deeply, rubbing our hands over each other’s bodies.
CHAPTER 3
It was late when we finally left the bed—almost 6:30. I decided we needed to go out for dinner. Andie and I hit the shower. This time she actually pulled me in with her; I followed her as we both laughed. We were covered in her delectable juices. We explored each other’s bodies, tentatively at first as we became more and more familiar with each other. I caressed her with the soap as I washed her breasts, her abdomen, and her shapely firm ass. She giggled as I slid my hand up and down her butt crack. She fell into my arms as I turned the water off.
I helped her from the shower, telling her to stand still while I got a warm towel from the heated rack. I nuzzled her neck as I dried her tenderly. I wrapped the towel around her head before grabbing another for myself. I playfully slapped her butt as I pointed her to the closet. “Pick something nice, but not too fancy. We’re going to a nice, but not posh restaurant. Tomorrow we’ll shop for some food—some of your favorites, too.” Ten minutes later she was still in the closet wearing nothing but her bra and panties. “What’s the matter, Andie?”
“Uh…I’ve never had so many clothes. I don’t know what to choose. Hell, Adam I don’t know HOW to choose.” I stepped up and pulled out a top. Then I picked a pair of shorts. “Do these go together?” I asked.
She nodded and smiled. Two minutes later she was dressed. Five minutes later her hair was combed, lip gloss applied, and we were out the door. I backed the Beemer out of the garage, put the top down, and drove away to a moderately priced restaurant I had often enjoyed in the past. We walked up to the desk and were seated almost immediately. “We have a nice table for you and your granddaughter,” the young woman said.
“Ha! I’m not his granddaughter,” Andie responded. “I’m his girlfriend…and his lover. Believe me, I’m the lucky one,” she told the astonished server. We ordered iced tea, salads, and baby back ribs. Andie was amazed when she saw the salad—it was huge and it was accompanied by a freshly baked croissant drizzled with honey butter. “Wow, Adam, this is delicious and I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a big salad.” Then whispering she continued, “This is only the second time I’ve ever eaten in a restaurant. The other time was when I graduated high school. Of course, later my dad and grandpa took me home and fucked me to celebrate.” She hung her head in despair.
I lifted her chin, looked into her eyes and told her, “We’re celebrating tonight and you won’t have to fuck later, so relax.”
“And if I want to…?”
“We’ll see. Remember, girlfriend, I AM sixty.”
“Maybe,” she said between forkfuls of salad, “but you fuck more like thirty and you suck like….” I put my finger to her lips to silence her. “Later…we’ll talk about it later. Let’s just enjoy the meal, OK?” Andie nodded as she filled her face with some tomatoes, cucumber, bacon bits, and boiled egg. I had to laugh. Watching her eat was a joy. After half starving to death I could easily understand why she would chow down like it was her last meal.
Andie’s eyes popped out of her head when they brought the long racks of ribs covered in spicy barbeque sauce. We had delicious loaded baked potatoes to complement the tender ribs. Once we had finished I ordered a cheesecake for us to split for dessert.
“What’s a cheesecake, Adam? I can’t imagine a cake made out of cheese.” I explained as best I could about cream cheese and how the restaurant brought in cheesecakes daily from a famous restaurant in New York City. I had just finished when the waitress brought a huge slice with two forks. Andie took a tentative taste, smiling when she learned she loved it. I sat back, enjoying the sight of her wolfing down this new treat. Tomorrow I’d give her another; I was pretty sure she’d never had a bagel before.
We drove home, arriving around 8:30. I explained to Andie that I usually showered and changed into my “pajamas,’ a T-shirt and what I referred to as gym shorts, after dinner. “I like to be clean when I go to bed,” I explained. “I find I sleep better.”
She gave me an evil grin, “Is it OK if you get dirty once you’re in bed?” I grabbed her as I laughed, spun her around and kissed her. I gave her a playful spank as I moved into the closet, emerging a few minutes later in my T and shorts. I lay on the couch to watch a football game. A few minutes later I was distracted when Andie walked in wearing the sheerest baby doll I had ever seen. “Did I buy that for you today? You look great in it.” She leaned down, kissed my cheek, and lay in front of me, her ass pressing against my rapidly growing cock.
“Boy, Adam, you sure do have a lot of TV’s. We only had one and we only got five channels. How many do you get?”
“I don’t really know. I suppose…maybe 80…a hundred? It’s enough…I can only watch one at a time, although with you here we could watch two.” I looked at Andie and I could see she really didn’t care. “Oh, who gives a damn. If you want to see something and I don’t have it…I’ll get it for you…OK?”
“OK, but right now I’d rather kiss you and make love than watch TV. Can we go into the bedroom? Please?” I rolled my eyes but down deep I was thrilled. It had been so long since I had anyone want me…really want me. My wife hadn’t for more than ten years. For her sex was more a duty and responsibility than a joy. Now a woman I hardly knew couldn’t wait for my cock in her pussy. I resolved to have her on birth control so we could really enjoy each other.
I pushed Andie off the couch. “OK, Andie, I can watch just as well in bed as I can here and there’s a lot more room in the bed, besides if you lead the way I can check out your ass all the way there.” She giggled, turned to slap my hand as I put it onto her butt, but took it into hers as she led the way. She put some extra sway into her hips as she teased me all the way to the bedroom. She pulled me onto the bed, pulling down the blanket and tucking me in. “Comfy?” she asked. I nodded, not quite sure what was going on. She took the remote and found the football game I had been watching. Convinced everything was as I wanted it, she turned to face me, grinned wildly, and destroyed my entire evening—not that I was complaining.
First, she lay on top of me, her mouth licking and kissing my neck. Telling her she was tickling me did no good—she just became more determined. Suddenly she changed tactics, sucking and biting my neck. Damn! She was giving me a hickey! I “struggled” to get away, but my efforts were feeble and ineffectual. “C’mon, Andie, I’m too old to be walking around with a hickey.”
“Oh, no you’re not, and I’m going to prove it to you right now.” She released my neck and I threw her off me. As she fell I jumped up, surprised at how quickly I was moving. I pinned her under me; we were both laughing. Fuck the football game; this was a lot more fun, and it was about to get better. I pulled the baby doll up over her shoulders, lowering my mouth to her nipple. I suckled madly as I pushed her panties below her knees. When I touched her pussy I found her to be soaking wet—running pussy juice. I moved my finger into her, searching for her sensitive G-spot.
I knew immediately when I found it; Andie reacted strongly, almost cumming at my first contact. I raised my head as we kissed passionately, our tongues exploring what was still unfamiliar territory in each other’s mouths. Andie pulled the blankets from between us, gripped my rock hard organ and pulled me into her forcefully. I drove into her with abandon, lifting her legs over my shoulders. She met my every thrust with one of her own. On and on we went, harder and harder, faster and faster until I could take it no longer. I pulled out, remembering at the last second that we had forgotten all about the condom, and rained semen over her chest and abdomen. Totally spent, I collapsed on her smearing the gooey mess all over us.
It was several minutes before we were able to speak. “I need another shower…and it’s… all… your… fault.” I rose from the bed, bent over to pick her up, and carried her to the shower. We kissed and kissed as the hot water ran over our bodies. I dried her, then myself, and we went back to bed. I had to laugh when I saw it. It looked like a hurricane had passed through. We worked together to make it then we climbed in naked, savoring the touch of skin on skin. As we fell into a deep sleep, the TV droning on all night.
CHAPTER 4
A month later not much had changed in terms of our sex life—we were still fucking like rabbits. I loved being with Andie; she was full of energy and life…and mischief. I found out just how much she could create one afternoon. I had risen early to play golf in my league. After finishing I joined my comrades in the snack bar for a burger and soda while we waited for the results of the day’s competition. I had just finished my fries when I heard my buddy, Tim, “Wow! Would you look at that?” I looked up to see Andie in the hallway, obviously looking for me. I turned my chair away from the table and waved. She came in when she saw me. Her outfit reminded me of Olivia Newton John in “Grease.” She wore a black tank top and skin-tight black Capri’s. Putting it mildly—she was FUCKING HOT!
“Hi, what’s up? Want a burger or a soda, or something?”
“Umm…no burger or soda, but I’ll take you up on the ‘or something.’” Andie moved forward to straddle my legs. She pushed her groin into mine as she grabbed my head, pulled it forward and laid a huge wet kiss onto my lips. She moved her firm breasts into my chest and her cunt into my cock—all in front of more than forty of my friends. I sat there helplessly until she stopped.
She moved back, a huge grin on her face, “That’s the best ‘or something’ I’ve had in years.”
“Thanks, but I hope you know I will never live this down. You’ve made me a marked man.”
“Don’t worry, Adam—they’re just jealous.” Andie kissed me on the forehead and rose. “Don’t be too long, Sweetie I’ve got a special ‘or something ’ planned for you this afternoon.” I cringed as that remark was met with hoots and howls throughout the snack bar. She walked out, turning at the doorway where she lifted her top and flashed her magnificent tits at the crowd. “Bye, baby–don’t be too long.” She blew me a kiss and left.
I sat there expecting to hear it from the boys, but instead I heard it from Tim, “Well, boy, what the hell are you doing here? Damn…if I were you I’d be out the door and running home.” I laughed and was about to explain, but realized it would do no good. Andie’s mischief would follow me for months, at least. I left with everyone else, ignoring their gibes about how I was getting lucky. It didn’t bother me—I knew I was lucky and that I’d been lucky almost every day over the past month.
We’d done a lot over the past thirty days. I had Andie order a copy of her birth certificate and hired a driving school to teach her to drive. I’d also sent her to a doctor for a checkup and birth control. I was also tested. Our health reports came back clean and we’d enjoyed making love unencumbered by concerns about health or pregnancy. Now I was looking forward to another afternoon of giving and receiving. Andie was waiting as I walked in. “Are you angry with me,” she asked. “I was sitting here missing you and getting horny. I needed you, so….”
“No, I’m not angry. You were right; every one of those guys wishes he was me. Hell, I was thrilled I was me, but right now I need a shower—I’m sweaty and smelly.
“Not a problem, let’s go,” Andie exclaimed as she ripped her blouse from her body and shrugged out of her Capri’s. I followed her, losing my shirt and shorts in the bedroom and scampering behind her as I tried to lose my boxers without falling on my face or my ass. Andie turned and laughed as I was trying to hop my way out of my sweaty socks. “Here,” she said grinning, “lean on me.” I did, kissing her neck as I finally threw the last sock down to the floor. I swept her into my arms, savoring the touch of her skin against mine. I released her when I got a whiff of my underarms. It had been a hot day and I was an active sweater.
I pulled her into the shower, shielding her from the water until it warmed. We plunged under the stream together as Andie’s hair ran over her face, dripping onto those glorious globes on her chest. I went for the soap, but she beat me to it, smirking as she began to wash my cock and balls before moving to the rest of my body. Believe me—having someone bathe you is a real luxury and when the bather looks like Andie it’s an extra bonus.
When she had finished she relinquished the soap and I took my turn. Washing her was almost as great an experience as being washed. I started with her back as I nuzzled her neck and cheek, nibbling her ear and washing it with my tongue. My soapy hand moved down to caress her tight butt, my finger running up and down her crack until I used the soap to lubricate my finger and slide it deep into her ass. Andie looked up at me in amazement. She turned suddenly to kiss me, burying her tongue deep into my mouth. I used this opportunity to soap her breasts and abdomen.
Andie broke the kiss, “Enough…please…I need you, Adam.” That was good enough for me. I shut down the shower and led my lover out. I dried her tenderly, caressing her body as though I were the slave and she the mistress. Once she was dry our roles reversed. She led me by my rock hard penis to bed. We kissed, expressing our need for each other when the phone rang. I let the answering machine handle it until I heard Tim’s voice. I picked up the phone, “Bad timing, buddy…how about if I call you back later? Sorry, but I’m occupied at the moment. Tim…Tim…you know a gentleman never discusses stuff like that. I’m going now…yes, I have something much more important right now, right Andie?”
“Oh, yeah, Adam—I need you to fuck me. Bye, Tim.” I hung up the phone. When I turned back to her Andie continued, “Sometimes you are so funny. I loved the way you handled your friend. I’ll bet he’s jerking off right now.”
“Ha! No bet—Tim is divorced so he’s always jerking off…and up to a month ago so was I. Having you here with me has changed my life, and I hope it’s changed yours, too.”
“You already know the answer to that, but do you think we can stop talking for a while. I really need you in me.” She rose up, climbed onto my body and spun around, positioning her pussy at my mouth while she attacked my hard cock with hers. Andie licked up and down my shaft and all around the helmet before sucking my organ deep into her throat. I wrapped my mouth around her entire pussy and sucked hard. I knew from prior experience that she loved this and she reacted immediately so when I penetrated her tunnel with my tongue she came almost immediately, drenching my face with her ejaculate. I kept on sucking and licking her cunt, moving up to her clit. I sucked it between my teeth, licking and nibbling as I massaged her velvety breasts with my hands. Her sucking became erratic as she turned on and began to shudder. She raised her head and arched her back as she came again, her entire body experiencing several massive spasms before she collapsed onto me.
I spun her around and pulled her close to me. I rubbed her back and kissed her cheek as she came down from her high. I had learned that Andie was multi-orgasmic—her two orgasms would do nothing but get her hotter to fuck and we’d be doing that as soon as she recovered. It was almost ten minutes before she was lucid. “Fuck, Adam, you do give me the best orgasms. Now let’s take care of you.”
She threw her leg over my body, straddling my hips. She rubbed my hard cock into her slit as we shared lubricants—pre-cum from my cock intermingling with her copious pussy juice. A second later my cock disappeared into her. I knew she loved the girth of my thick cock; it stretched her pussy walls and gave her incredible sensations. Andie began rocking, rubbing her hot clit into me as she massaged my cock with her tight muscular cunt. I met her motions, driving deep into her. I knew I wouldn’t last long, not after all the foreplay we’d had. I felt my balls clench as a river of hot semen was forced up through my cock before exploding into Andie’s cunt. Five times I shot a thick rope of cum into her and just as I was finishing I could feel Andie’s pussy contract as her third orgasm took control of her body. We collapsed into each other totally spent—sweaty and covered in cum. Our bed was a mess, but we didn’t care. We lay there in the mess, too tired to even care.
CHAPTER 5
We had been together four months. Andie had experienced more new things during this period than she had during her prior twenty-plus years. First, she learned to drive. Her family had an old beat up truck, but only her father was allowed to drive it. When she got her license I bought her a new Mustang convertible. She insisted we go out to dinner that night and, of course, she drove. I also took her to a beauty salon for the first time. Her hair was washed and styled; she had a manicure and pedicure. When she was done she told me she felt incredible…and so sexy. The best surprise came when her passport arrived by FedEx. “Why do I need this, Adam?” she asked.
“Well, basically because if you want to leave the country you need a passport. I’ll bet a thousand against a nickel you’ve never traveled…and your trip here from West Virginia doesn’t count.”
“Like you’ve said several times—no bet. We barely had enough to eat, let alone go anyplace. We did go to the County Fair one time, but grandpa took me behind the tents and fucked me…in my ass. He hurt me, Adam and he just laughed. Can you believe that?”
“Yeah, actually I can. Some people are just sick. They get off on hurting people—it’s how they get their jollies. When you’ve lived as long as I have you see a lot and some of it is just disgusting.” I put my arm around her and hugged her close to me. “Hopefully, you’ll see a lot of the good things from now on; you’ve obviously had more of your share of the bad up to now.”
I talked to her then about traveling—how much I enjoyed seeing different places and learning about different people. We talked for a while and went to bed. I had long ago dropped the idea of wearing any kind of pajamas to bed. They just got in the way and I loved the feeling of Andie’s skin against mine. The following morning I awoke lying on my back with Andie tucked under my left arm, her head resting on my shoulder. “Adam, would I be here with you if I weren’t your slave?”
“Andie,” I responded as I kissed her forehead, “first of all, you’re not my slave—you’ve never been my slave. If you were I’d chain and beat you every time you did something wrong. I’d never allow you to be free when I left the house. I’d chain and cuff and gag you. Have I ever done anything like that?” She shook her head, “No.” “I told you that you could leave when we first met and you can leave now if you want.”
She looked up at me, a tear in her eye, “Do you want me to leave, Adam?”
“Absolutely not! I don’t want you to go anywhere, but if you wanted to go I wouldn’t stop you.”
“Do you like me, Adam? I mean, I know you like fucking me, but do you like me—you know—as a person?”
“Now you’re going to laugh at me.”
“I promise I won’t laugh, Adam.”
“Well, I’m pretty sure you will because what I’m going to say will sound ridiculous. No, Andie I don’t like you, but I do love you. I’m in love with you. I love everything about you, and yes, I do love fucking you, but even if we never fucked I’d still love you.” Andie laughed. “See, I told you—I knew you were going to laugh.”
“Oh, Adam—I’m not laughing at you—I’m laughing at ME! I’ve been so nervous about this. I didn’t know how to tell you…” She hesitated for what seemed to be a minute before finishing, “that I love you. You’re the best thing that ever happened to me. You’re kind and sweet and loving and patient and….”
I stopped her there, “Stop…you’re going to give me a big head, you know that? You’ve given me the confidence to ask you something.” She raised up, leaning her head on her arm. I leaned up opposite her before reaching in for a chaste kiss on her cheek. ”Since you love me and I love you, how about we go shopping this morning?”
“Shopping? What does that have to do with being in love?”
“Well, that’s when a couple usually goes out and buys an engagement ring. Will you marry me?”
“Oh my God, I can’t believe it! You’d actually marry me? ME? Oh my god. I’m so lucky.”
“Actually, I think I’m the lucky one, but…is it a deal?”
Oh, yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!” She leaned forward and kissed me. It was anything but a chaste kiss. She was all over me, her tongue active in my mouth as her lips ground against mine. It seemed like ten minutes later when she finally broke the kiss.
“Let’s get up and go out for breakfast. Then we’ll buy your ring, and then we can talk some more about traveling. There’s something I’ve been thinking about and I’d like your opinion.” We got up and I literally floated into the bathroom. I couldn’t believe my luck—she actually loved me! We went to a local pancake house for their buffet. I loaded up on bacon and an omelet; Andie copied me and then went back for more. We sat in a booth, both of us on the same side of the table. We talked and joked as lovers have over the millennia. I heard a couple of old biddies in the booth behind us comment, but Iet it go. Nothing was going to ruin my day. In fact, I was going to give them something to really talk about. “Darling,” I began, “how’d you like to go off birth control?” Andie jumped for joy; the blue haired bitch behind me choked. It served her right for being so nosy.
After breakfast we went to the town’s best jeweler. Andie asked me how much we could spend. I told her I was worth millions—price was no object.” Andie had small delicate hands with long slender fingers; she tried several rings of different sizes and settings before deciding on a simple solitaire of about 1.5 carats. The jeweler assured me that the stone was top quality and I believed him. I’d played golf with him several times and you can learn a lot about a person that way. I paid with my credit card and we left, Andie beaming at my side.
We went home and sat on the screened porch. “I’ve been thinking about taking a river cruise in Europe starting in Vienna and ending in Amsterdam. It would take us about three weeks.”
“What’s a river cruise, Adam? How do they get those great big ships on a river?” I couldn’t help but laugh, but I kissed her to make sure she knew I wasn’t being critical.
“Think of a small boutique hotel that goes places with you. We’d stay in a cabin—they’re usually small, but we won’t spend too much time there other than fucking and sleeping. We’ll eat in the restaurant and we’ll visit a lot of places we’ve never heard of, but they’re usually interesting and informative. We can buy lots of souvenirs and special clothes like fancy sweaters. I’ve been to Vienna—it’s beautiful and there’s lots of great pastries and good food. Plus they have very good wine and beer.”
“I’ve had beer but I’ve never had wine before. Is it good?”
“Some of it is excellent, and European beer is great. Maybe we’ll go to Brussels after the cruise; it’s a wonderful and very old city. Did you know Belgians invented French fries, and comics, and a ton of other good things. Their national food is mussels, ever have them?” She shook her head “No.”
“It sounds great, Adam. Can we make it our honeymoon?”
“That’s exactly what I was thinking.” I pulled her onto my lap and we held each other until I heard her stomach growl. I pushed her up and went to cook some hot dogs for lunch.
CHAPTER 6
We wed in a small simple ceremony with a Justice of the Peace. Tim was my best man; the Justice’s wife served as Matron of Honor. The ceremony took only ten minutes but the result would last us for life. I saw my attorney the day before the wedding and changed my will. Two days later we flew first class to Vienna. I explained to Andie how Austrians spoke German and how Wiener Schnitzel had nothing to do with wieners.
We walked through the city with our guidebook, enjoyed some delicious pastries, Andie eating at least twice what I was able to consume, and even took their subway once we figured out how to use the automated ticket machine. We began every day the same way—fucking—and we ended it the same way.
After four days in Vienna we boarded our ship. Andie was surprised at how narrow and long the ship was. We found our cabin on the top deck. We had two twin beds and a small balcony just big enough for two chairs and a small table. Once I phoned the reception desk, those beds were moved together to form a King even though we could have gotten along great in a twin. We usually slept so closely we were like a single body.
We unpacked our clothes, cameras, and toiletries, struggling to find room for everything in the tiny cabin. I had also bought several bottles of Austrian and German wine. When we finished we went into the lounge to sit and take in the sights on the Danube. When the bar opened I bought Andie a beer. She had learned to love the local beers, and this was no exception. It was a Belgian beer; I explained that Belgium had more breweries than anyone else. There were somewhere around 650 breweries in that tiny country. I assured her we would try several when we visited there.
Andie had been wide-eyed her entire time in Europe. She marveled at how old some of the buildings were and the size and architecture of the cathedrals we had visited. One of the highlights of our visit to Vienna had been our visit to Schonbrunn Palace with its more than 1,400 rooms. “This one room probably cost more than my entire house,” she told me when we visited our first room on the tour. She could have said that about every single room we visited. It was a magnificent building loaded with history. We also had a great time on the train to Schonbrunn, meeting and talking to several Austrians who were thrilled to meet some real Americans and practice their English. Andie couldn’t believe how friendly the people were. She’d learn a lot more on this trip.
We met a number of our fellow travelers in the lounge and compared the nightmares of flying; they were surprised we had flown first class and were even more surprised when Andie told them we were on our honeymoon. “I’m glad our cabin isn’t near yours—we go to bed early,” a woman from Michigan said, kidding us.
“Yeah, we go to bed early, too,” Andie replied, causing everyone to laugh hysterically. However, when one of the women asked how we met Andie froze. “Go ahead,” I told her, “tell them the truth.”
Andie took my hand and began, “I come from a poor family—really, really poor. My father sold me to be a sex slave, that’s how bad it was. I was devastated. The man who bought me would rape me and beat me for no reason—it was horrible. Then he sold me–at a profit, of course–and things got worse. The new guy starved me and beat me, too trying to break me. But he suddenly needed money to get his motorcycle back from the repo company and Adam bought me. The first thing he did was tell me that I was free and could leave him at any time, but he pointed out that if I did I’d be in even worse shape than I was. He treated me with respect and caring and…most of all with love. I fell in love with him and he fell in love with me and here we are.” The people around us were speechless.
I leaned forward and kissed Andie’s cheek. I pulled her up, excused us, telling everyone we had some business to conduct, a remark that was met with some chuckles. I held Andie’s hand as we walked to our cabin. “Your story will be common knowledge around the ship by dinner,” I told her. “People like to talk so don’t be surprised if someone asks you about it.”
“Should I have lied, Adam? I don’t want to embarrass you.”
“No, darling, you should never lie. None of that was your doing or your fault so you have absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. You should be proud that you survived all that abuse. There are plenty of women who wouldn’t. As for me—well, it takes a lot more than that to embarrass me.” I sat on the bed and pulled her to my lap. “I’m having a wonderful time. I hope you are, too.”
“Oh, Adam everything is so fascinating. I never dreamed….” I stopped her with a brief kiss. Well, I intended it to be brief; Andie had other ideas. She pressed her lips to mine before telling me, “Let’s get down to business, shall we?” What a marvelous idea!
I pulled down the blanket while Andie stripped out of her clothes. She was working on mine before I was even done with the bed. I was forced to sit down or fall—trip over my pants and boxers. Andie pulled my clothes off, throwing them into the pile with hers in a corner of the room. She pulled my shirt over my head and attacked my cock. It hadn’t taken long to harden—about three seconds! I was sixty years old and I was as horny as a teenager even though I was cumming several times a day.
I lay back savoring the feeling of my wife’s (oh God, I still wasn’t used to the idea of actually being married to beautiful sexy Andie) tongue and lips. She pushed her lips up against my pubic hair, swallowing my cock into her throat. She looked up at me and smiled—as much as one can smile with a mouth full of cock. I pulled her off my cock into another deep passionate kiss, tasting my dick on her tongue and lips. I rolled her over into missionary and drove my cock into her tunnel.
Andie had been off birth control for just over a month and we were trying—desperately—to get her pregnant; missionary gave her the best chance. She spent more time with her legs in the air than she did with them on the floor, or so it often seemed. I drove my cock into her as we kissed and kissed. Her velvet vise clutched my cock forcefully as it tried to milk me of my seed. Andie wrapped her long legs around my body, pulling me even deeper into her. We met with every thrust and when Andie squeezed my cock, flexing her cunt muscles around me, I gave up. My balls clenched, by cock swelled, and river after river of steamy white cum rocketed into Andie’s womb. I reached between us, found her hot clit, and rubbed her to her orgasm. I had learned that she never had a weak orgasm. Many times she had bucked me off of her as her body experienced one powerful muscle spasm after another. I fell on top of Andie kissing her madly. “I love you,” I told her, “more than I can ever tell you.” I leaned down again and kissed her. I tried to move off but she held me tight. “I’m never letting you go,” she said with a smile, “Thanks for drowning my pussy. You must have donated millions of sperm to the cause. It doesn’t seem fair—you give millions of sperm, I only give one tiny egg.”
“Sure, but soon my job will be done while yours will last for nine months, and then you’ll give birth. I just pray our baby looks like you. You’re beautiful; I’m just ordinary.”
“You may be many things, darling, but ordinary will never be one of them.” She kissed me again as I rose for a shower. The only negative about the ship so far was the tiny shower; there was no way the two of us could share.
CHAPTER 7
We went to an important meeting before dinner. We took our life jackets with us. We went through the required emergency drill and then listened to a “port talk” in which our guides explained what we would see and do tomorrow. We had a port talk every evening just before dinner. Andie and I enjoyed a stein of beer tonight and every night during the cruise.
I knew that a mother-to-be shouldn’t drink, but we didn’t know that Andie was even pregnant. She didn’t drink much, a maximum of two drinks a day—one beer and one glass of wine. However, that would stop if she missed her period. We had agreed that nothing would harm our child.
We learned a lot on this trip. We saw a 900 year old abbey, numerous huge and beautiful cathedrals, learned what kings did with their second and third sons—sent them to be prince-bishops in the Church. We even saw Oscar Schindler’s house. We bought a load of souvenirs, including a beautiful cuckoo clock. We passed through dozens of locks, the first attracting the attention of all the passengers, but by the tenth few of us were interested.
Yes, we learned a lot. By the end of our trip we learned that Andie was pregnant. It still had to be confirmed but after peeing on four home pregnancy strips we were pretty sure. We were elated and when we shared the news with our fellow travelers they were, too.
We spent three days wandering through Amsterdam; I even took Andie on a tour of the red light district. She was amazed by the sight of the semi-naked women in the windows hawking their wares like fish mongers in olden days, except now they were hawking themselves. After Amsterdam we traveled by train to Brussels, spending four days there in a hotel just off the Grand Place, the central city square surrounded by more than a dozen guild halls dating back to the twelfth century. We treated ourselves to some Belgian chocolates, reputedly the best in the world. Then it was time to go home.
We went out for mussels our last night in Brussels. In Belgium you can get them dozens of ways—steamed, fried, with garlic and a host of other combinations, including baked with yummy cheese. That’s what we had—huge mussels on the half shell baked with cheese. Not only were they delicious, they were so rich it was almost impossible to finish the portion. OK, it was impossible for ME to finish; Andie, on the other hand, finished hers and the remainder of mine. How she ate all this food without gaining an ounce was a miracle. I enjoyed a magnificent Belgian beer; Andie had a Coke.
The following morning we took a cab to the airport and were on the way home. Tim picked us up in Myrtle Beach, the closest airport to our home. He asked us a lot of questions, but he skipped the big one. Finally, Andie couldn’t hold back, “We learned a lot on this trip, Tim, especially that I’m pregnant. Want to be a godfather?” I thought Tim would drive us into a ditch when he first heard, but he recovered beautifully, driving the rest of the way with a huge smile on his face.
We made an appointment with Andie’s gynecologist. Her deprived upbringing denied her many things and excellent medical care was one of them. She marveled at all the different kinds of doctors. Dr. Ferguson had been my wife’s doctor and I thought she was fantastic. She took Andie’s urine and ran the test five times—all positive. Then she took blood and tested that—we were pregnant. Andie had a special diet, which she hated, but she followed it to the letter.
I had experienced many surprises since I bought Andie and they were all wonderful, but I wasn’t prepared for the biggest of all. Andie had a sonogram at four months. Dear God—twins!

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