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My Asian Treat Pt.9

My Asian Treat Pt.9
Golf and Betrayal?
As Kayko prepared our bath I could not help but think what things were going to be like in the future. I was sure that I would have to make a few little life style changes, and I would have a “permanent” roommate, but the rest seemed to all fade away as I watched my beautiful sweetheart move around the room. I didn’t really care about anything else, even the contract, I just wanted to be with Kayko above all else. As she lathered up my dick and balls, I marveled at just how gentle her touch was. Every movement seemed like a rehearsed and practiced exercise to make me feel good. And she did just that!
As I settled back into the hot pool I watched her very intently. Her diligence and attention to detail as she washed out the inside of her pussy showed me just how mindful she was of her own body. Having not achieved a degree of cleanliness with the first few buckets of water, she again filled the basin at the top of the stand before reinserting the hose to flush out her delicate pink box. Several times during the procedure I caught her taking a look at her new engagement ring before looking over at me with a huge smile. I am safe in saying that she was sitting on cloud 9! And what was even better was that in just a few moments she was going to be sitting on my dick again. Life is replete with its’ little pleasures. It’s even nicer when you don’t have to go looking for them and they just “fall” into your lap.
My thoughts were suddenly interrupted with the sensation of my dick sliding into something soft and hot. As I gazed upward, Kayko was just finishing up the task of impaling herself on my rock hard meat. When her ass came to rest on my lap, she slightly wiggled back and forth to nestle herself down as fully onto me as possible. As soon as my hands came up and cupped her small round breasts she began milking my cock with her exquisite pussy.
“Hey sweetheart,” she half whispered as she brought her face in close to mine, “Are you alright?”
“I am just fine honey,” I replied as I flexed my sphincter muscle to make my dick jump inside her.
Kaykos’ eyes grew wide for an instant before she leaned in and kissed me very deeply. It’s amazing all the different emotions you can feel in just a single kiss. If you are really into the moment and really care about the person you are kissing you can tell exactly what their emotional state is. I could only describe Kaykos’ emotional state as pure contentment. She was VERY happy with where she was and what she was doing. And I have absolutely no complaints either. With her soft pussy firmly milking me inside her I didn’t need anything else.
As I sat back and enjoyed her, Kayko picked up a mug and a brush. Swirling the brush around inside the mug produced huge amounts of foam which she gently brushed onto my face.
“You need another shave,” she said as she coated every inch of my face with the sweet smelling foam. “Besides,” she giggled as she set the mug and the brush down, “Your whiskers tickle my legs.”
“I just wanted to make sure I had you undivided attention,” I mused as Kayko lifted a big straight razor to my cheek.
“Hold still sweetie,” she whispered as she began shaving me in slow and deliberate strokes.
I had no choice but to hold still. After all, I did not want her to cut my face off! But again I was amazed at her delicate touch. First of all, she kept sucking on my dick with her pussy throughout the entire event. The only time her pussy stopped was when she really had to concentrate on what she was doing. (Like the area around my nose and upper lip) At those times she clamped her pussy down tightly on me almost like she was getting an extra foot hold. It was amazing! After only a few minutes she was done, and not a single nick to speak of. I raised my hands to my face and washed off the remainder of the foam. This was undoubtedly the closest and cleanest shave I have ever had!
“What are you thinking about?” she asked while bringing her full weight down on my lap.
“Just how wonderful you are.” I replied while squeezing her tits again.
A big warm smile came across her face as she switched her pussy into hyper drive and began milking me with deliberate intent. My dick strained at the more intense sensations, threatening to explode inside her. Kayko then raised her knees up and slid her feet around behind me, locking her ankles together behind the small of my back. In this position I could feel the head of my dick pressing hard against the round doughnut of her cervix.
“Well,” she said as she wiggled her ass side to side a little, “you have made me very happy.”
Kayko leaned forward and kissed me very deeply. I must admit that I was very happy too. This woman, who I had come to care for very much, was enjoying me to the fullest. We sat still in the water for several minutes while kissing and holding each other close. I didn’t want it to end. But when we heard the limo pull up outside we knew the moment was over. Climbing from the water Kayko retrieved our robes before she hurried out to the front door. By the time I approached the sitting room she was returning with two big bags of takeout food.
“I am sorry I didn’t make your lunch for you,” she stated while setting the bags down on the low table.
“It’s ok honey, I have had a great day so far.” I said while taking a seat at the side of the table.
My mind began to drift as I watched Kayko set out our food. Every move she made was deliberate and precise, everything set neatly in its place. I began thinking of what the future was going to be like with her. How different it was going to be to come home to house that was not empty and silent. I also thought how nice it would be to share my bed every night with someone so wonderful. As Kayko kneeled down beside me and began serving our food, I knew I had not made a mistake. My life was going to be complete.
I snapped back into reality when Kayko said, “We are going to have to tell Hirito about the engagement.”
“Yes we are.” I replied while watching Kayko fill my plate with oysters and shrimp. “I’ve noticed that you are having me eat a lot of oysters.” I looked over at her and smiled.
Kayko got this devilish grin on her face before she stuck her hand into my lap and grasp my cock. “I like you nice and hard.” she replied with a bit of a giggle.
“No harm in that!” was my response as I picked up the biggest oyster on the top and shoveled it into my mouth.
The meal went down without any hitches. We spent the time talking about my apartment in the US and how an upgrade might be in order. It was very pleasant talk. By the time we were done eating I was full, almost to the point of being sick. As Kayko cleared the table I sat and sipped on some whiskey on the rocks, savoring the meal and the fine company. When Kayko returned to the room she stepped up on the table, dropped her robe, and sat down right in front of me, spreading her legs wide open.
“How about some desert?” she queried while biting her bottom lip and spreading her pussy open with the fingers from her right hand.
I might have just eaten a big meal and felt like I was stuffed to the gills, but as far as I am concerned, pussy is always on the menu. Leaning forward I began kissing the inside of Kaykos right leg at her knee. This had the instant effect of bringing a soft moan from her lips. I slowly kissed and licked my way closer and closer to that hot pink prize where her slender legs met. I love seeing her reactions to my touch because about half way up her leg little goose bumps broke out all over her accompanied by a slight shiver. Her breathing began to deepen as I licked and swirled my tongue around the soft and smooth skin of her inner thigh. Kayko was certainly enjoying my attention, and the raging boner I had needs no explanation. I was making my sweetie feel good! By the time I reached the gentle curve in her thigh where her crotch starts to open up I could easily smell her excitement. That deep musky aroma did nothing but encourage me to feast on the delight she held open before me. With the tip of my nose just barely brushing the coal black patch of neatly trimmed hair just above her wide spread pussy, I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled my hot breath directly into her love box. Kayko let out a loud moan and arched her back as the size and number of goose bumps covering her body increased exponentially. ‘That’s my queue,’ I thought to myself as I lowered my mouth and covered her hot gash. Swirling my tongue around her hardened clit made Kayko cum almost instantly, her back arching and toes curling up as her sweet nectar flowed into my mouth. Kaykos breath was coming in short sharp gasps as I devoured her womanhood, savoring the delicious sweetness of her talented pussy. I placed my hands behind her knees and pushed her legs upward and outward, this spread her pussy open wide in front of me. Kayko brought her left hand down and stuck two fingers from each hand into her pussy and pulled her pussy wide open, exposing the dark pink tunnel that lead up into her.
“Lick inside me,” she growled, almost in a state of frantic lust. “Consume me!”
Would you pass up an invitation like that?! I jammed my tongue as deeply into her as I could and sucked hard, doing my best to lick all of the exposed pink sweetness. Kayko cried out in sheer bliss and quickly pulled her fingers out. Her hands instantly came down on the back of my head and she pulled my face into her forcefully. I think, if she could have, she would have shoved my whole head in there! With two hands full of my hair Kayko rocked her hips up and down, grinding her pussy up and down against my mouth. I swirled my tongue around inside her as her pussy began sucking my tongue deeper into her. Kayko started speaking in half Japanese and half English as orgasm after orgasm ripped through her. Her cum was pouring out from around the edges of my mouth and steadily dripped down onto the table next to her ass from my chin. When her next big orgasm plowed through her I quickly pulled my tongue from inside her and inserted my middle and index fingers from my right hand up to the second knuckle. Finding her G spot I began a furious assault on her pussy, slamming my fingers in and out of her as my tongue and lips assaulted her clit with a vengeance. The scream that came from Kaykos mouth must have been heard in China! Almost instantly Kayko raised her ass off the table and began convulsing in erratic spasms. Cum blasted out of her pussy and covered my hand and forearm all the way to my elbow when I sucked her clit into my mouth as hard as I could. I looked up at Kayko as I held onto her in the midst of her massive orgasm. Her mouth was wide open and her nipples were pointing at the ceiling as her body continued to twitch uncontrollably. Then, as abruptly as it all began, Kayko went completely limp. Her hands let go of their death grip on my head and she collapsed onto the table.
Sometimes, when events happen, it’s amazing the things that go through your head. In that brief instant, as Kaykos body came to rest on the polished table top, I thought I had killed her. If it were not for the fact that I could see her chest moving up and down with slow breaths I would have called someone for help. She was passed out cold! Pulling my soaked fingers from inside her I gently eased her feet down onto the floor, leaving her lying on the table with her legs still spread wide. I was just about to pull out my dick and enjoy myself when I heard a voice from behind me.
“You are better at that than I thought.”
I spun around quickly to see Hirito standing in the doorway. He was in his business suit with his hands in his pockets.
As I wiped Kaykos cum from my face I asked him, “How long have you been standing there?”
With a big grin on his face he replied, “Only long enough to see my sister cum all over your face!”
I was a bit embarrassed, not only for my but for Kayko. She had just had a massive orgasm and was now passed out cold while completely nude on the table. I started to cover her up when Hirito spoke.
“She’s ok,” he said while gesturing toward his unconscious sister. “Come on, we’ll go have a drink.” As I started to get up Hirito walked over to the desk and wrote something on a piece of paper. “Go get dressed and I’ll meet you at the door.”
I wasn’t going to argue with my host. I stepped into the sleeping room and pulled on a pair of slacks and a nice golf shirt. When I returned Hirito was waiting in the hallway. Behind him I could see the piece of paper lying on Kaykos stomach.
“What is that?” I asked while pointing to the note.
“I’m just letting her know where you will be,” he said while looking back at his naked sister, “and that she is to join us at her convenience.”
As Hirito started toward the door I stepped over to the desk. “Go ahead, I’ll catch up,” I said as I picked up the remote and the vibrating egg. “This won’t take but a second.”
I knelt down between Kaykos splayed open legs and gently pushed the egg into her. She was so wet that the egg slid right in without any resistance. Flipping the switch to the on position I could just faintly hear the muffled buzzing of the egg inside her. Kayko didn’t move, not even a flinch.
“Enjoy your nap sweetie,” I said just before kissing her on her pussy.
As I headed out the door Hirito was waiting for me in the driveway.
“You must teach me how to do that,” Hirito laughed as I approached. “Such talent can bring about many good things.”
“No problem,” I replied as we started to walk toward his house at the head of the property.
As we walked I began explaining the technique. It really is pretty simple. “The biggest factor,” I explained as we took off our shoes and entered the rear of his house, “Is to pay attention to her reactions. You can easily tell if you’re doing it right by the way she responds.”
“Let’s see if you’re right,” he said as we entered the room at the front of his house.
The room was large with a full sized pool table at its center. There was a bar at the far end in front of a huge cabinet with every kind of liquor you could imagine stacked neatly in rows. To the left of the bar was a table with a small stand holding a small brass gong. Hirito walked over to it and struck it with the small striker at its base. Within seconds a young girl entered the room from the door to the left. She was quite attractive, but young. I guess she was maybe 13 or 14 years old and dressed in a traditional Japanese kimono. She was also tiny, standing only 4 foot 10 inches or so with a body that was straight as a rail and maybe 90 pounds on a good day. She took 3 or 4 steps into the room before stopping and bowing.
“This is Ruu, (Her real name)” said Hirito as he walked over to the young beauty. “She is my sokujitsu.” (Translated it means concubine or something close to it) As he walked around her he dragged his hand from her small titty lumps around to her kimono hidden ass. Hirito continued by saying, “She is also the student of Kayko although she still has a lot to learn.”
I could not help but feel sorry for the girl who stood with her eyes directed at the floor. I quickly deduced that Kayko was teaching her the “pleasure tricks” of the ancient ways. But, the noted sound of disappointment in Hiritos’ voice clearly marked his dissatisfaction with the degree of her progress. ‘It’s a different culture’ I kept repeating to myself as Hirito barked out something in Japanese to the young girl before pointing to the pool table. Instantly, Ruu disrobed and hopped up onto the pool table. Not only was her frame tiny but she almost didn’t have any tits! Putting her little titty lumps into the A cup category would downgrade the entire grading scale. I would say she was probably still in the training bra stage. Her hair was a lighter shade of brown and pulled up neatly behind her head where it was held in place by what looked like a pair of chop sticks. Sitting completely naked, she lay back on the green surface and placed her heels on the tables guard rails before spreading her legs wide apart.
“Now, my friend,” said Hirito as he stepped around to the side of the table where Ruu was lying down, “show me how to give her pleasure the way you did to Kayko.” With that he gestured toward her spread legs.
Instantly I felt awkward. I had just proposed to Kayko earlier in the day, now I was supposed to ‘show’ Hirito how to pleasure his young play thing. Nope, wrong answer. I was not about to betray Kayko, not even for the purpose of instruction. I would just have to tell Hirito how to do it. After all, I learned how to do it by reading about it and practicing on my then current girlfriend.
“Ok buddy,” I said while stepping up beside him, “here is the best way to start…” and I began re-explaining the procedure to him while he knelt between her wide spread legs. Within ten minutes Ruu was rocking her head back and forth and doing her best to rip Hiritos hair out of his head with both hands. It looked like my instruction was successful. When Ruus’ legs began to shake I told Hirito to increase the speed he was thrusting his fingers in and out of her. When he complied that finished her off. Within seconds Ruu arched her back, let out and ear splitting shriek, and then passed out on the table.
“Good job,” I said as I walked over to the bar to pour myself a drink.
As Hirito stood up it was plane to see that he had done everything correctly. His face and chin were covered with Ruu’s cum. Without any hesitation Hirito unzipped his pants and pulled out his own little boner and shoved it straight into Ruu’s unconscious body. Instantly he began pounding into her, forcing her ass to come up from the table top with each thrust.
“This is great,” he panted while doing his best to destroy the helpless girl.
I sipped on my drink while watching the spectacle from one of the bar stools. Hirito was definitely proud of himself and thoroughly enjoying himself at the same time. But his stamina is nowhere near my abilities. After just a few minutes Hirito pulled Ruu by the waist hard against himself and began grunting, pumping his seed deep into her. When he was done he stepped back and zipped up his pants.
“I must thank you my friend,” he said as he left the naked girl laying on the pool table and joined me at the bar. “I have never enjoyed myself quite as much as I just have.”
“Ok,” I replied while taking a big gulp of my whiskey, “How about if you allow me to marry Kayko?”
Hirito stopped dead in his tracks and looked me squarely in the eyes. “Do you think that is wise?” he asked as he poured himself a glass of scotch. “It usually is not smart to mix business with pleasure.”
“I am aware of the inherent dangers,” I retorted, “But I have grown very fond of her and cannot imagine my life without her. May I have her hand?”
Hirito took a sip of his drink, his eyebrows furrowing as he contemplated his answer. The butterflies crept back into my stomach as I waited patiently for his answer. I don’t ever remember a time when I was more nervous. Hirito took another sip of his drink and looked back at Ruu who was just starting to stir.
“You will care for my sister?” he asked while setting his drink down on the bar.
“Like a princess,” I replied while looking him squarely in the eyes.
Hirito thought for another moment as he watched Ruu sit up slowly. It was obvious she was very disoriented and at a loss for what had happened to her.
After what seemed like an eternity he looked at me and said, “Very well. I give you my blessing.”
I almost shit my pants! The surge of emotion that coursed through me was unparalleled.
“Thank you my friend.” I said as I held out my hand. “I will honor her for the rest of my life.”
Hirito shook my hand before stating, “You had better, or your dealings here in Japan will come to an abrupt end.” With that he bowed to me and I returned the gesture.
“Now,” Hirito said as he unzipped his pants and headed toward Ruu, “I have some unfinished business.”
“Enjoy yourself my friend,” I said as I headed for the door. “I have a young lady to see myself.”
I didn’t even bother to put my shoes on. I just picked them up and headed for the guest quarters. I was so happy about the days’ events that I really didn’t care if I tore my socks up or not. I just wanted to be with Kayko.
When I walked into the dining room Kayko was still passed out on the table, just as I had left her. Naked, legs spread, and the black wire from the egg sticking out into space. There was a nice thick stream of her girl cum flowing from her parted pussy lips onto the floor between her feet where it pooled in a dinner plate sized puddle. ‘What a waste,’ I thought to myself as I quickly stripped naked. “We can’t have that,” I said to myself as I knelt between her spread legs. Her aroma was enchanting as I lowered my mouth to her neatly trimmed pussy. The feast before me deserved my special attention.
I didn’t even mess around with the foreplay this time. I dove straight in like a hungry wolf and began sucking her cum into my mouth. Her taste was sweet and tangy, and there was a lot of her nectar to be savored. When I pulled the vibrating egg from inside her, a huge flow of cum followed it. I quickly caught as much of it as I could with my hand and spread it generously over my rock hard dick. It was time to fuck my baby awake. With steady pressure I slid right into my favorite little love box. Kayko was sopping wet, and the generous amount of her cum that I had spread over myself made entry deep into her almost completely effortless. It felt so good to have my dick back inside its’ warm and snug home. With my nuts resting against Kaykos’ ass I leaned down and kissed her very gently on the lips. Kayko stirred ever so slightly. I pulled out almost half way before sliding back in to the hilt. Kayko stirred a little more and began to move her head just a little. That was my queue. Pulling out halfway again I began pumping myself in and out at a steady and even pace, slowly and steadily fucking my baby back to life. It was after 15 or 20 strokes before Kayko opened her eyes. When she did, the first sight she had was of me over the top of her, and the first sensation was of my dick sliding deep inside her pussy. Almost instantly she smiled from ear to ear and clamped down on my dick with her talented box, starting her special massage on me immediately.
“Hello beautiful,” I said as I continued my slow and steady pace, “Did you have a nice nap?”
A huge smile came across her face as she wrapped her arms around me, pulling me down onto her. “Yes lover. But I really like waking up this way!”
We made love for another 2 or 3 hours until it was late in the evening. Kayko offered herself to me with her legs wide and passionate kisses everywhere. We finally fell asleep cuddled together like two spoons in a drawer, Kayko lying on her side with her back to me and my dick nestled as far inside her as it would go. The whole world was right for us and we were living it to the fullest.
Day 4.
I awoke to the familiar feeling of Kayko giving me one of her stellar blow jobs. I always enjoy the sensation of waking up just as I am blowing a load down my sweeties’ throat, and this morning was no exception. Kayko swallowed down every last drop before kneeling down beside me.
“Good morning,” she said with a slight bow. She was already dressed in her new short skirt, pink golf shirt, and pink socks. “It’s time to get you ready for your golf game.”
As I sat up Kayko stepped out of the room and returned with the small tray. Again it had a small vase with a single flower in it, a cup of coffee, and an empty bowl.
“Another ‘special’ breakfast for me?” I queried.
“Hy,” replied my black haired goddess as she pick up the bowl and stood up.
Spreading her feet apart she held the bowl between her legs. I could see her naked pussy under her short skirt from my seated position and I watched intently. Kayko must have seen me looking because she used her free hand to lift the front of the skirt to give me an unobstructed view. Slowly her delicate pink lips parted and first one, then two hard boiled eggs slipped out and into the bowl. Kayko then resumed her kneeling position next to me and offered the bowl to me.
“For you,” she said with a big smile on her face.
“Ummmm,” I hummed as I took the bowl from her hand. “There is nothing like fresh eggs straight out of the oven!”
As I munched down the pussy juice coated eggs Kayko prepared my clothes. She laid out my kaki golf slacks, light blue shirt, socks and underwear. I was really enjoying watching Kayko lay out my clothes. Every item laid out gave me a nice view of her naked pussy under her skirt. As she would turn around to get the next item she would look down at me and give me a coy little smile. By the time she was done I had another raging hard on and she knew it. Her small nipples were straining at the pink material of her shirt, sticking out like two marbles on a smooth floor. As I set the bowl down on the tray Kayko walked up to me, stopping a few inches away from my crossed legs. From my seated position her thighs and the bottom hem of her skirt were directly in front of my face. The intoxicating fragrance of her woman scent filled my nose as I took in a deep breath. I leaned forward and brought my hands up the back of her legs, running them up from the tops of her calves to the base of her ass. Goose bumps broke out all over her as my hands slid up her toned legs and pulled her closer to me. Kayko looked down at me as I moved my face in between her legs and began licking at the smooth skin. She lifted her little skirt and spread her feet apart as I drove my tongue into her steaming hot love box. Upon contact with her clit Kayko shuttered really hard and pulled my face hard into her with both hands. I could hear her breath coming in short gasps as I licked and sucked at her hardened little joy nub. I wasn’t satisfied with the results I was getting so I stuck two fingers up into her. This time she let out a very audible gasp accompanied by her fingernails digging into my scalp.
“Oh my god Mike!” she gasped out loud as I began working my fingers in and out of her. Juice began running down my hand and then wrist as Kayko shuttered from my loving attack. “I’m going to cum!”
Hearing that from her was like firing the starting gun at a track and field event. Without a seconds hesitation I scrambled to my feet, leaving my robe behind as I stood. Kayko had no time to react to my movements as I stood up and shoved my cast iron dick straight up into her, lifting her feet off the ground as my legs straightened out. Kayko let out a loud gasp as our pelvic bones smashed together. She quickly wrapped her legs around my back as I grabbed a hold of her waist and instantly began pumping her up and down on my cock like a little toy fuck doll. After 5 or 6 good hard strokes Kayko let out a scream and came all over us. As I slammed her down her juice squirted out from around the sides of my cock and sprayed all over my balls before dripping down to the floor. I was literally trying to fuck her in half! Kayko dug her nails into my back, drawing blood where each painted fingernail pierced my skin.
“Cum in me!” she screamed at the top of her lungs, “Fucking cum in me!”
With one last hard thrust I began blasting cum up into her. As the first hot rope hit the back of her pussy she froze in place, her legs putting the death lock from hell on my waist. I arched my back while holding my helpless, impaled goddess firmly on my dick, forcing my dick into the deepest depths of her womanhood. Kaykos’ movements became almost frantic in nature with her hands scratching and clawing at my back, desperately seeking a better grip on the man she had so deeply inside her.
“YES,…YES,…YES…!” she kept repeating as my balls emptied into her. Her frantic clutching was suddenly replaced by a shower of kisses on every last part of my face and neck. “That’s it baby, cum in me,” she breathed heavily in my ear.
I stood like a statue with Kayko mounted on my dick as the throbbing slowly subsided. It felt really good to blast a huge load into her, and she was very glad to receive it. We stood kissing for several minutes as my dick began to soften and slowly slide out of her. When her pussy finally let go of my now limp member I set her down on the floor.
“Thank you Mike,” she said with a bow. “I will keep your gift with me while you play today.”
“Whatever you want my darling,” I replied.
Without a moment’s hesitation Kayko dropped to her knees and licked my dick and balls clean. That, my friends, is full service. As I pulled on my shorts and slacks I looked over at Kayko who was sitting on the floor next to the sleeping mat with her legs wide apart. She looked up at me with a big smile on her face as she happily began stuffing my spare sleeve of golf balls into her pussy one ball at a time.
“What are you doing?” I asked while pulling my shirt over my head.
As Kayko pushed the last golf ball inside she looked up at me and smiled. “You need a caddy, right?” She stood up and straightened out her skirt. “Are you ready?” she asked with a sly grin. “I am.”
Picking up my golf spikes I offered her my arm. “Oh yes…Shall we?”
We piled into the back of the limo for the ride to the country club. This was going to be an interesting day. Kayko sat with her legs crossed and a firm grip on my hand. Occasionally she would look down at the sparkling ring on her finger and smile. I knew she was happy, I could tell by her actions and demeanor. At that moment I could not think of anything that could ruin my day. As we rode in the car Kayko began asking me questions about my game. ‘How long is your drive…How far do you hit your irons…those kinds of things. I guess she was just being thorough. When the car pulled into the parking lot 30 minutes later I was as ready as I was ever going to be. (Especially for someone who was expected to lose)
As the limo door swung open I was greeted by the president of the company. (I am omitting his real name for legal reasons so I will just call him Ito) He bowed and invited me to join him on the driving range for some warm ups. Kayko followed quietly in tow with my golf clubs. I must admit, the place was immaculate! Everything was so trim and so precise, it seemed like it was a dream. With a couple of buckets of balls we headed out onto the practice tees.
“I have some good news for you Mike,” Ito said as he teed up his first ball. “The CEO of the company will not be joining us this morning.”
“How is that good news?” I asked as I hit my first ball with my sand wedge. “I was looking forward to meeting him.”
“She,” he stated while lining up for another strike, “has other duties today.”
“She?” I was now quite puzzled.
“Yes,” he continued, “but the owner of the company will join us when we make the turn. He has some pressing business this morning and said we should start without him.”
I was at a loss. Aside from the fact that this sort of thing just doesn’t happen in the Japanese business world, I was now going to meet the owner of the company! I felt a little flutter of the butterflies in my stomach and sliced my next ball way off into the woods. Fuck! Then I thought for a second. When I considered that I had already negotiated a successful business deal with the company lawyers and the president, meeting the owner would not be any more difficult. My next strike was straight and true.
As we walked up to the #1 tee I yielded first hit to Ito. As he set up and prepared to address the ball I stepped up to Kayko.
“Ball please,” I said as I reached out with my hand toward the hem of her skirt.
Kayko smiled up at me and took one step forward, allowing my hand to slip between her legs. When I felt her trimmed bush brush against the heel of my hand a gooey slick golf ball plopped into my palm. Bringing my hand up from my secret ball stash I inspected the ball and my hand. Both were covered in cum. (A combination of mine and Kaykos)
“So sorry Mike,” Kayko said as she quickly retrieved a towel from my bag and hurriedly cleaned my hand and the ball.
“It’s ok sweetie.” I said as I approached the tee. “It should help the ball fly farther, right?”
Kayko said nothing in reply but stood silently next to my golf bag as I lined up for my shot. I cleared my head and did my best to crush the ball. Straight as an arrow I outdrove Ito by a good 60 yards, leaving myself with an easy approach and maybe a single put. My round was going to be good.
The front 9 went by rather quickly. I won 3 of the 9 and intentionally lost the rest to Ito. It’s easy to lose a hole when you close your eyes when you putt. And an “accidental” hit into a sand trap or two and you can really make things look legitimate. But my day, my game, and my life were about to make a hard right into the surreal. As Ito and I stood waiting for the foursome in front of us to tee off at #10, a voice which sent a cold streak down my spine spoke up.
“Sorry I am late gentlemen, but I had some personal business to take care of this morning.”
In the microsecond that it took my brain to process the voice I spun around.
Ito was already coming up from his bow when he said, “Mike, may I present the owner of the company…”
I did not allow him to finish his sentence as I stood dumbstruck looking at the familiar man.
“Hirito?!?!”
End Pt. 9

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Wardrobe for sale. Wife not included.

This is the first story I’ve posted here. I wrote it about one of my favourite themes: my wife with another man. It’s not perfect, but I was keen to write a whole story from start to finish, rather than getting bored of a story midway through due to a misguided sense of perfectionism.

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The Unspoken Game

Bryce’s and his step sister Samantha, start playing an inappropriate game. Mom catches them and things escalate.

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Whata Week- Day 4

Whata Week4- Classroom
You’d think we’d have sex in the brand new car, but my legs and pussy and ass was too worked up to do it and Rob was too tired, so that’s on the side for another time.
Rob has practice today so I’m going to have to wait after school for him, but depending on what the announcements say after school, I might have to do photography club or practice mach trails. When you’re the girlfriend of a football player- or fiancee, you have to find some way to keep yourself busy.
Tuesday. Right now we’re in Biology, which by now we don’t do anything but talk considering we have only a few more weeks till graduation. But today we have a substitute. The good thing is that we can sit wherever we want and of course I took the one next to Rob. The bad thing is that our sub is a sub trying to be a teacher so tries to teach us.
When I sat down in my stool next to Rob’s, he gives me a quick kiss on the lips. Ms. Fisher is quick to scold us, but everyone learns to ignore her.
I reach and grab Rob’s hand and place it on my belly
“Two days late” I tell him and he smiles
“How do you know it’s mine?” he laughs and I punch him in the arm, before kissing him. “Did you take the test yet?” he asks.
“I would, but I don’t think it’s safe to take in my house. I have it in my locker, I’ll take it at yours after school”, he bought one last night.
“What about your dad?”
Ouch he hit a mark. Saturday I wanted to tell him, but I choked. I thought I’d tell him at church too, but then that thing with Robbie got in between it. Then I wanted to tell him yesterday, but because Robbie and I had sex again, I missed him because he worked that morning and was asleep before I got home. And lastly, I’m just too scared to speak.
I know he hates Robbie, I know he’ll do something insensible/unreasonable and I know he’ll just take his frustration out on me and my boys. I mean I know I’m eighteen, I can marry who I want, but he just don’t work like that and I’ve been raised to love, fear and respect him and his choices. Which is why…
“I’m going to wait till the graduation party. We can till everyone then.”
He grunts, knowing I just made it so I can tell him including everyone else at the same time. Because dad isn’t the type of man to stand out and be the odd ball, so he won’t yell his disapproval if everyone else is happy about it.
“Do you know what you’re going to do about school?” he asks changing the subject to my great relief.
“The university has a daycare, some students and parents run it. So I won’t be behind.”
He smiles and slouches into his stool sighing, “I can’t believe I’m going to be a dad already”. He didn’t sound disappointed, more excited than anything, which make me smile.
“I can’t believe it actually turned out to be you.” I know how he thought that, like I was going behind his back when he clearly took my virginity, but I meant by him being the father to my baby-babies (My mom side of the family has a thing going on for twins-hint- Micah and Zach).
“Why? Our child development class didn’t hint you off?”- Junior year, we failed.
“You just better not hit this baby with a football or else my foot will meet your balls.” He laughed and placed his arm over my shoulders, pulling me in for a kiss, but is cut off.
“Hey Robbie, did you do the Calculus homework?” Simone asks and I swear I loathe this bitch. I think it was Sophomore year when Robbie dated her. She was my friend during Freshmen year till that. Robbie dumped her a little too fast than normal, way too fast to have had sex with her yet. She clung onto him too much and Robbie doesn’t much like that- unless it’s me and I won’t give him that satisfaction. She made all his football practices, all his games, went to his house every day, called him every day, text him every hour, e-mailed him eight times a day, walked home with him (he didn’t have a car or his permit his Sophomore year) and clung to his arm when he walked down the hall every chance she got. He dumped her in one school week and she hates me because even though then, me and Robbie were just friends she must’ve thought I was having sex with Robbie behind his girlfriend’s back- including hers, so I’m his whore. She even tried to say that she dumped him because he wanted her to do what he was making me do.
What the fuck was he making me do?!
She knew I was abstinent, my father told her himself and even tried to convince her into it too, but she refused, because…
She’s the whore!
After Robbie, she tried out every guy on the football team using her cheer-leading role to help, but failed to get half and got dumped all the same by the other half.
But now, two years later, she’s desperate in getting him back and hates any girlfriend he has, which if you haven’t followed is now me.
“We didn’t have homework for math” Robbie tells her, not even trying to look at her. But by this I can say she’s just trying to stop us from kissing like the Robbie-obsessed-bitch she is.
“Didn’t we?” she asked trying to sound innocent.
“Could you fuck off?” I growl at her and she half flinched. I know she’s scared of me, one of the reasons we were friends in 9th grade was because I could defend her while she ran off with the mouth.
“Why don’t you get fucked?” she growls back and I try my hardest to hide my smile, but Robbie just smiled, making Simone think it was because of her comeback.
I lean forward and whisper a growl so only she can hear, “Maybe if you could turn your ‘fuck off’ you wouldn’t be a STD infected bitch, would you?”
She turned sheet white that grew into a red fury as I pulled away back to my seat laughing softly. That’s another reason I hate her. She had an STD when she dated Robbie and he still don’t know about it either. It turns out she’s been having sex since Junior High or Elementary. She’s just dirty, just not playing with dirt, but bugs.
She fumed for a long minute thinking about what to say, but failed to. Instead she says like she always do, “Why don’t you get yourself your own guy and stop digging in my leftovers, bitch”
Alright. In Freshmen year we always talked about how we liked the same guys, how we always say that the same guys looked cute or hot or whatever. But unlike her, I never dated them- mom said that I was too young, and I never had sex with them unlike this whore. Actually ever since I fount out about her STD, I don’t want to go out with any guy she’s been with.
I know what Robbie wanted to say, but he refrains from talking to this whore, so I say it for him.
“Bitch!, you never had a taste!” She stood up ready to hit me and when her hand went flying for my face I punched her square in the nose twice as fast before she could even feel my skin.
Alright, I know you’re not really suppose to fight with closed fists girls, as to what my mama taught me. (She says not to fight with close fists because it ends the fight a little too quickly =) But my old fighting teacher was from Italy and he said a closed fist was what was good about America, because there it was considered a weapon to use a fist and is punishable. So I punched the bitch. Wouldn’t you?
After that I should’ve been sent to the office, but Robbie and a few of my friends saw her get up first to hit me, so I just had to go to my guidance counselor and talk about my relationship, blah blah blah, my life at home, blah blah blah blah, my fighting streak (this isn’t my first) blah blah blah blah blah.
By time I was done, my free class with Robbie was over and I was pissed.
It turned out I had swimming practice, something I’m glad for. I love to swim, it eases me like I have no problems or worries. It’s like being in another world… or being with Robbie. He knows how to drain my problems, and pool or him was exactly what I needed after the Simone shit.
When I got dressed, with a simple T-shirt and sweats like I always do after practice, and locked the pool I had to go upstairs to get the pregnancy test from out my locker, plus my books from biology class since I wasn’t able to get them earlier.
My locker is so easy to get into. A simple combination of 7-17-27, something that everyone knows. This is why I sometimes put my stuff in Robbie’s locker. I took out the black bag and opened it up, the pregnancy test still there. I didn’t have to hide it since I’m the only one here. I shut Rob’s locker and go to my biology class, which is never locked because this school is cheap to replace the broken lock when some kids broke it last year for a end of year prank using firecrackers.
I go to my desk, which I easily find, even with the lights off-they turn on through the main office and it was getting dark outside. I open my drawer that we put our books in and guess what, they’re not there. I already guessed that Robbie played gentleman and took my books for me. I close my drawer and remind myself to give him a nice sloppy kiss when I get downstairs, but then someone grabbed me by my waist. My elbow flies back, trying to hit whoever in the nose, I can tell their height perfectly and quickly by how they grabbed me, but he grabs my wrist.
“Dammit Robbie” I laugh and I know it’s him because he’s the only one who can react that fast.
When I moved here I didn’t want to take karate because I was shy on beating up kids I didn’t know, but it turned out Robbie was taking the class and persuaded me into joining. I loved the look on his face when he saw I was a green belt with a blue stripe. But now, we’re both red belts with black stripes and decided to stop there, because the requirements for a black belt didn’t fit into our schedules. But still, Rob knows all my moves from our sparring and knows what I do when I’m grabbed by the waist.
Robbie laughed and kissed me on the hand before kissing my cheek.
“You’re just lethal today, aren’t you?” he laughed kissing my lips finally. “You don’t know how much I was turned on when you punched Simone.”
“Sadistic perv” I whisper at him and he laughs, hitting a switch to turn on a lamp I thought broken.
“I’ll be the sadist if you be the masochist.” he says softly rocking me from side to side as he hugs me.
“How about I” I growl grabbing his groin and clutching it making him moan, “be the sadist and you be the masochist?”
“Oh, female domination huh?” he asks seductively and I smile.
“It was going to happen sooner or later” and we both giggle at that.
“How about we fight to see who’s dominant?” he whispers in my ear and I know he doesn’t mean sparring either.
“That wouldn’t be fair. You have a bigger weapon.” I say a smile on my face and I notice his weapon growing even larger, hiding behind his pants.
“Lets see if you can crush my weapon then” he laughs and in a second my T-shirt is off.
He turns me around, grabs me by my waist with his strong hands and sits me on the table, his lips on mine before I can realize anything else.
I kiss back as hard as I can, trying to take dominance, but I lose. He’s stronger than me when it comes to strength. We both make a mental note, 1 to 0.
I take off his T-shirt and I can swear I saw a eight pack starting to form. “You muscle monkey” I laugh, running my fingers through his chest then his power abs that girls would kill me for. He starts to pull down my sweats and I start to pull down his sweats, his boner snagging on them. He gets my underwear down and without warning or hesitation, shoves two fingers in and starts vibrating like a earthquake was powering him. He hit my clit every time, being completely too rough. I heard my juice being splashed around and being crazily pushed into dryness.
He stops and quickly lowers and bite my clit. I squirt so hard I lost all sign of sight and sound. When I stopped I felt him eating my pussy out, painfully and roughly, scraping his teeth on my walls over and over till I came. I grab his hair and hold on tight as he slurped my juices. I push him away, unable to handle anymore and he smiles at me, thinking he won this round.
I get off the table and he hops on, using his legs to pull me into him and kissing me. I push him away and grabbed his cock, not wasting any time. I slurped up his pre-cum, then traced my tongue along the slit of his cock to the sac that makes my future babies. I grab the sac into my mouth and nibble on it, biting hard every few times making his cock flinch with excitement.
“Damn. Stop teasing!” he begs between gasps, but I don’t care. I’m in demand now and I say he still needs to suffer.
I nibble more on his balls, a little harder and a little slower, both of us becoming hornier by the second. This is endurance.
“Dammit, alright you win” he laughs jerking himself off and I release his balls smiling. He stops jerking and I quickly take him into my mouth, easily sliding in with no strain. He moans and in seconds, he blow his top, his hot semen sliding down my throat with ease. 1 to 3.
I continue to go down on him till I had my fill of his salty, sweet cock. He’s deflating in my mouth, but he’s still as wide if not as long.
I swirl it in my mouth, moving it in all types of ways so I can get it to reach and touch everything my mouth has to offer. But finally, to show my control over him, I bite lightly, then softly on his cock and it kicked the back of my throat, making me laugh. We already know who’s going to win this. I slowly slide his cock out my mouth, savoring everything I could get before it leaves.
“Three to one” I tell him and he frowns. He jumps off the table, grabs me again by my waist and puts me back on the table.
“Round two” he says spreading my legs open and what he did made me shriek. He bit my clit and stuck four fingers (two from each hand) in my pussy and started ramming me hard, one set of fingers going in as the other was going out, pulling on anything he can. He was fucking milking it!
My legs started to quiver as he bit harder on my clit, swirling it with his tongue as he used his fingers as fucking pumps. In seconds, shorter than his time, I came and he stopped biting me to eat me out, making a second load of my juices for him to slurp up. He slowly pulls away,and by the feel I can guess there’s a trail of slobber connecting us and he slurps that up too.
“Two to two” he says standing up and kissing me hard on the lips and after that I had to agree that he took that point.
“Last round” I moan, then I stretched myself, getting ready for the last fight. Rob just smiles and chuckles as I try to get ready. “Like I won’t need to” I smile at him.
“Like it’ll make a difference” he laughs walking up between my legs and without warning, grabs me by my ankles, place them on his shoulders and banging it in me with some unknown power he just unleashed out of no where.
He’s going harder and faster than he’s ever gone and he’s grabbing and squeezing wherever he can as hard as he can. I started screaming at the top of my lungs, but he uses one of his hands to cover my mouth, shutting me up.
He goes harder, knocking the books, that are always on the table, to the floor. I lose my breathe, completely knocked out of me by the pain and pleasure.
I feel like I’m about to lose conscious, but Rob kisses me and transfers all the oxygen he can into me.
That was cruel. It’s starting to hurt more than feel good and he knows it, which is why he’s keeping me from passing ou-…. What the fuck?! I’m losing!
Rob chuckles as he sees I finally realize it and after seeing his challenge, I met it. I squeezed as hard as I can, but at the wrong moment.
I squeezed when he was just entering me, making it more painful as he slammed right back in. Plus, to top it off, he went faster and harder, tears streaming my face.
“Fuck!, I give!” I cry and he immediately slows down, his loud unleashing into vast ropes into me- but not as strong, he has some limit. He kisses me down onto the table and he’s tall enough to be planted on the floor and stay in me as he laid into my breasts, softly stroking as he still squirted.
I could feel his sweat as he laid on me and after a few seconds I hear him chuckle. His body vibrating on top of mine.
“Damn, you almost had it too.” he laughs and he takes one of my nipples in his mouth, sucking on it like a baby. I only breathe hard, trying to get the breathe that was knocked out of me.
I start to stir, ready to get up, but he grabs my wrists and slams me back down onto the table, sitting up to smile at me.
“We’re not done” he says smiling down at me, “This is male domination now” he laughs, sticking his fingers in my mouth when I was ready to protest.
He grabs my underwear from beside me and stuffs it in my mouth, keeping me from talking (The asshole). The taste of my own juices disgusting to me making me face scrunch up.
He laughs a little seeing my face and playfully slapped me twice on the face. I can tell by that he got an idea and he flips me over, lifting my waist so I’m on my knees.
I hear him get up on top of the table and he levels himself so his cock is rubbing up against my ass cheeks. He playfully smacks each of my ass cheeks with his cock that was no longer flaccid before smacking me at the same time with both his hands.
I felt the sting. It hurt badly, but the pool of juices leaving my pussy said another thing. I’m not a masochist it’s just that it’s something new and exhilarating.
“Damn you got ass” he laughs as my butt jiggles for a few more seconds. I feel him try to stick his cock in my ass, but it doesn’t go in. “What the fuck?” he asks getting on his knees and spreading my ass cheeks wide. “You retracted again!” he yells silently so it doesn’t carry and he laughs, “I know I gaped your ass yesterday!”.
He quickly shoves two fingers in my asshole and stretches them as far as he could making me scream into my own underwear. Then just as quickly as I’m stretched he shoves his cock in me, getting up on his feet in a squat, grabbing my hair and riding me fast and hard.
I scream as loud as I can in my underwear and Robbie just tugs and pulls on my hair to his own delight. He releases one hand from my hair and spanks my ass again and a tear streaks my face, but he knows that this pain is a good pain. But still he loosens his grip and slows down out of worry.
He pulls out and shifts us, putting me on top of him and sliding his cock in my pussy nicely, making me moan after my long muffled scream rampage.
His hands each grab one of my butt cheeks, his teeth find my boob biting hard and harder. Then squeezing hard on my ass, gripping my ass and lifting it up before impaling it on his hard cock as painful as possible.
I bow my head, in defeat, trying my hardest to find the comfort of Rob’s shoulder to help ease some of this pain, but couldn’t reach it.
My tears ran free. The pleasure now no more than pain, but as if he heard me, he impaled me as hard as he could and shot his load, which wasn’t thick or much but still filling as he loosened up and held me gently now.
He’s groaning in my ear, softly nibbling on it as his cock again goes to sleep in it’s home.
“That was fun”, he laughed pulling the underwear from my mouth.
“And painful” I choked out after coughing.
“That too” he says kissing me softly and lifting my hair behind my ear that I know must be a mess from him pulling on it.
I kiss him back with whatever energy I can muster then lay on his chest to help ease the pain.
“We gotta get out before they lock the doors.” Robbie says with a sigh and I know he doesn’t want to get up from this peaceful place.
I groan in response, hating it just as much as he is. I could stay like this forever. Actually having pain and him drawing it out of me like he is now makes it feel fantastic.
” Come on piglet” he groans sitting up.
” I don’t think I’ll have time to take the test tonight” I groan.
” You can take it tomorrow morning” he says slowly lifting me off his drained monster.
” I have a swim meet tomorrow, don’t I?” I muttered to myself, knowing I need my sleep unless I’m going to be all stiff.
” Your dad even coming this time?” he asks sliding on his pants, but he just asks it to ask knowing he knows the answer.
” No, but Ma is coming with Micah and Zach by the second half of the races.” Because they don’t get out of school till later.
” Oh,” he says stopping from putting on his shirt, good enough for me to see his beautiful abs. “About that Simone thing. Just leave her alone alright.”
“I don’t like that bitch. She’s got too much mouth that’s coated with dirt (both mouths)”
“Yeah, but, just tolerate her for two more weeks, okay?” I groan with a low growl, knowing that Simone is the one person that I don’t want Rob to say anything nice about.
“Fine, but if she starts shit I have the human right to finish it.” He smiles at me for saying that and places his hand on my naked belly as I clipped my bra on.
“Just don’t do too much alright”
I smile and kiss him, before something crossed my eye. I thought I saw something out the door, but I guess I saw wrong, but I saw some type of movement. But Rob grabs both sides of my face and deepens the kiss, knowing he’s not getting my full attention and he gets it.
“Two weeks” he says referring to the graduation.
I grab his hand and put it back on my belly, “Nine months”
He grabs my hand with his ring on my finger and kisses it, “Four months”, he says and I grin at him. That can only mean one thing. He’s already got the wedding date set. 😉
To be continued…

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Just Friends

Two horny friends finally admit they can’t keep their hands off each other… Perhaps there’ll be a sequel if this one gets good comments/ratings.

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Girlfriend’s Fantasy Becomes Reality

One day I decided to join an online dating site, I didn’t really expect anything real to come from it.. after going through profiles of women I matched with, and getting no replies. I gave up on the whole thing for about a week until I decided to check my e-mail and found a message from a single female in my area named Amber who is, “looking to meet good looking, open-minded guys that know how to please a lady”. Amber wrote that she is a brunette 5’2 110 lbs 38C. She had a pic in her profile, she was wearing skin tight pink short shorts w/ a white tank-top, and i could see the waist band of her thong pulled up around her waist.
I replied and said that I read her profile and think that we should meet because we have many things in common.. and that I loved her picture. Amber soon e-mailed me from her e-mail address and gave me her phone number and said to call when ever I get this.. I called her and it was quiet on the line at first until I broke the ice and mentioned that she was breath taking in her photo.. she was blushing through the phone and she giggled and said “i’m glad you like it… I’m sure you probably enjoyed it lastnight.”
That’s when I knew we were going to click. After talking on the phone for a couple of nights, we stumbled onto the topic of sex.. she asked me if I had ever had a three-som with another guy and a girl.. I told her that I did and I then asked her if she has, she quickly replied “yes”, with excitment in her voice. She went on to telling me that one of her fantasies is to have two large cocks rubbing together in her mouth and milking them dry and swallowing their warm cum. I was shocked to hear this, but I was too fuckin hard to give a damn. I just knew I had to meet her as soon as possible.
The next day I told her that I needed to meet her in person, and she knew what I had on mind and said “only under one condition.”, I said “sure.. anything!” and thats when she said that i’d have to help her fufill her dirty fantasy. I was ready, she gave me her home address and told me to come over in 30minutes.
I pulled up to her street and notice that she had a black Mercedes-Benz parked beside a silver Range-Rover outside of a very expensive looking two story house. I parked and went up to the door and as I was about to knock she opened the door and said “Hey baby.. you’re here!.. Come in.. Have a seat and I will be right back”. As she dissapeared up the stairs, I was looking around and finnally I made my way to the balcony overlooking a large lake.. thats when Amber came down and wrapped her arms around me and told me how great it was to be able to touch me, thats when I decided to turn around and kiss her.. she smelled so good and looked so sexy in her tight blue jeans and her red t-shirt.. and those big silver loop ear-rings.. i was just starring at her when she smiled and said ” Hey, why don’t we go inside now” and I said “I’m already there!”..
As we were walking through the threshold of the balcony door she turned to me and quietly said “baby I have someone here I want you to meet.. ” and I was feeling a little crushed.. thinking that she going to reveal her husband or something.. so I grabbed her by the arm and said “Wait, Hold up.. you mean you have another guy here?..” she said “Yea, you remember what we talked about?” I said “Oh yeah.” and went along with it.
Amber led me by the hand up the stairs which was setup as a living room but with a bed, and as she entered the room before me she said “Hey my man is here.” I finnally saw the guy, he’s a white guy about 5’9 and clean cut. Amber then introduced me to Mike her, childhood friend, I said “Hey Nice to meet you Mike”. Almost imediatly after introducing us, she grabbed a fist full of my shirt and pulled me down to her and kissed me and then pulled my shirt off.. and ordered Mike to take his clothes off.. and before I knew it she had my cock out, stroking it with her right hand, and still managed to tounge wrestle with me. I opened my eyes and I could tell she was motioning for Mike to come over, then she grabbed a hold of his large, semi erect cock and began twisting and pumping our cocks.
Amber began kissing and licking down my chest and fell to here knees, I felt her raise my cock up and suck on my balls then lick her way up the shaft to the head, she wrapped her sexy lips around the head and slowly started working her tounge on it going further until my cock hit the back of her throat. Amber pulled off and started working on Mikes cock as I watch and run my fingers through her hair. I am standing straight up against the wall as I can hear slurrping and smacking of hard sucking and saliva to flesh. Amber then switched back to me shortly, then pulled our cocks together and putting the moist heads into her waiting mouth as she was moaning and getting very wet.. as she was going to lap her tounge around our cocks again Mike just let out a loud groan and shot his cum all over the inside of Amber’s mouth and my cock. I could just feel Milkes warm cum coating my cock and it turned me on even more..
Amber licked it all up and came up to kiss me.. with a mouth full of his cum.. ( I had recognized the taste of another mans nut from when my ex had cheated on me and let the guy cum in her pussy.)
and instead of spitting it out in disgust I kept on kissing her while it was coating our tounges and lips..
She just looked up at me and moaned.. by her reaction I can tell she was pleased by it. After that we all had gotten on the bed; Mike’s cock was still limp.. and I looked at Amber and told her it was my turn to please her.. so she layed down on her back and kept her knees together to where I could see her perfect slit.. I pulled her knees apart and dove in face first, I paused fir a sec to take in the sweet smelll of her moist pussy which made my mouth watter. I slowly parted her lips and slid my tounge up and down the side of her long clit which made her crazy.. she would thrust her hips up like a bucking mustang.. Mike was busy sucking on her perfect round tits while she was slowly stroking his cock as it was recharging.. as I am pleasuring her soaking wet slit I insert to crossed fingers and twist and thrust while rubbing my fingers against the sensitive walls of her pussy I take her clit in my mouth and start sucking and massaging it with my tounge while humming on it at the same time sending vibrations through her clit..
Amber begins begging me to fuck her as she lets out loud moans… I then rise to my knees as I am positioned beteen her thighs i rub the head of my cock up and down her slit and tapping her clit until my cock is lubed in her juices.. I then ram my thick cock in her we pink pussy.. Her pussy felt soo good it wasn’t too tight and wasn’t too loose, it was just perfect, so I kept thrusting it deep into her with long strokes.. Then Mike stands up and puts a leg over her and gets on his knees and faces fucks amber , I feel the bed just rocking hard back and forth, i then increse the speed of my thrust while i watch Mike slamming his cock in my girl’s mouth… After a few minutes I feel Amber using her pussy to squeeze my cock and i tell her I think I’m going to cum!!.. thats when Mike comes down and puts his faces really close to my cock.. not knowing what he is doing i keep fucking her so hard i can see her pink pussy is turning red.. and all of a sudden he starts running his tounge all over her clit and i stop and she tells me to keep going I feel his tounge scraping the shaft of my dick and it gives me the chills and I just blow my load in her.. I pull my cock out and she says “Wait babe.. let Mike clean off your cock.. at this point I can tell what is going on.. so i just go with it..
I’m no laying next to Amber in the bed and Mike is on his knees and elbows suckin my cock like there was no tomorrow.. I start moaning and put my hand over my face and turn toward Amber and tell her that I can beleive this is happening… She kisses me and slides her tounge past my lips and gives me a deep kiss..
After he finishes i get up and go to the bathroom and wash up.. I come back and it’s now dark out, as I walk towards the bed I notice that Mike is on top of her with his cock sliding in and out so I sit next to them and say “Sup”.. Mike answers with a groan.. then Amber says “Baby?”, “yea?” “you’d do anything for me right?” I start thinking and getting nervous of what she is going to ask me to do.. but still i say “yea sure.. well it depends..” “oh..” I then ask her what it is she wants me to do.. then she reachs down and pulls his cock out of her pussy as she looks at me and says “I want to see you suck his cock dry for me.. pleaseeee” I then question here about this being her real fantasy and she admitts to it.. But there is something about her that I can’t say no to.. but I wasn’t going to say no to this because everything that happened tonight has made me want to try it… so I explain this to her the she smiles and gets all excited about it..
So I tell them that I’m ready to do this shit.. so Amber ask me how I want it.. which sounds funny comming from her in this situation.. I hesitate and tell her it would be eaier for me if he stood in front of me while i sat next to her on the edge of the bed.. Mike doesn’t say a word and positions himself infront of us.. I then grab his cock from the base and I just put it in my mouth and imediatly I start tasting our mixed juices.. I was sucking the head of his thick cock and stroking it, i did all of the things i know i liked to be done to me so i took it out of my mouth and lifted it so i could lick up the bottom of his shaft to the underside of his head where i used the tip of my tounge to work that part of the cock until i use my lips to pump his cock hile massaging and carressing my tounge all over his wet dick i continue doing this while Amber looks on fingering her pussy… I start to notice that Mike is now thrusting his cock in my mouth and he had placed his hand on my head he shoved his cock in so far back i felt the head pass my tonsils.. I gagged but the quickley recovered so it wouldn’t be too embarassing.. Mike surprised me when he shot a thick load in my cheek.. it started getting all over the place so i slurrped it up and swallowed it then kissed Amber and shared the remaining cum with her.. That was the first and last time e did that.. now Amber and I are married….

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Diary

MY LADY HAS A SHORT STAY WITH PAMELA

My partner told me as I would be away for a week on business she would accept an invitation to stay and holiday with Pamela, one of her girlfriends. She promised to email me every day to keep me updated.
And she promised not have sex with anyone else while I was away – however that has been a problem for her in the past.

Fiction

Wendy and Miss West iv

This is just a quick one. There will be more soon…
The second night of Wendy’s employment had ended after she had French kissed each and every ladies vagina and anus. The ladies had left Miss West’s office to leave the employer alone with her young employee.
Wendy was untied by Miss West and allowed to dress in front of her.
Miss West then told her she wanted to take her shopping for clothes. Instead of meeting at the office Wendy was to be outside the shopping mall on Thomson Street at 7pm. Wendy knew the mall well. She had window shopped there a lot. It was quite an exclusive mall with mainly expensive ladies clothes shops.
They met outside at the agreed time.
They walked into the first clothes shop on Miss West’s itinerary. Wendy excitedly gazed at the array of clothes. Most were way out of her normal budget but she knew tonight that didn’t matter! She brushed past racks of clothes running her fingers along the fabric as if it were a piano. She went from one rack to the next getting giddier and giddier. She picked up a long flowing dress, held it to her body and skipped to a full length mirror to admire herself.
Miss West watched Wendy in her excitement and enjoyed the child in her. She looked like a kid in a sweet shop. Miss West almost felt guilty that she was soon going to spoil her fun.
Wendy hooked the dress back and went to another dress that took her fancy. Miss West approached her and took her by the hand.
“Oh, Miss West, I love this shop! I have never seen so many nice things! I think that yellow dress with the black swirls is my favourite!” Wendy announced hurriedly pointing at the dress she had just held to her body.
“Yes Wendy, I’m sure it was very nice.” Miss West replied in a soft controlled voice. “I’m afraid you are forgetting Wendy that this is not about you. This is about me; and you doing what I want!”
Wendy’s heart sank as the excitement was taken from her so quickly. What did Miss West mean?! What was going to happen? Surely if we are out buying clothes for me it’s about what I want to wear!? Wendy thought to herself.
“Wendy, remember who you are and what you do for me!”
Wendy felt terrible. One moment she had been so happy that Miss West was going to buy her some nice clothes and now she was put in her place and reminded that she was just an employee to this wealthy women. She felt silly now that she had treated Miss West like a friend or even like her mum on a shopping trip!
Miss West let go of Wendy’s hand and instructed her to go to the changing rooms and remove every stitch of clothing and wait for her to bring something for her to try on!
Wendy blushed at being made to fell so small but remembered her duty.
“Yes Miss West, anything for you.”
She walked slowly to the changing area. There was a shop assistant stood near the changing room. What could she say to the young girl! Erm, I don’t want to try anything on but can I use the changing room! She had to think fast.
She approached the young girl slowly and nervously asked if it was ok if she waited in the changing rooms until her mum brought over some clothes she was forcing her to buy for a wedding.
The girl bought the lie and allowed her in with a friendly smile.
The changing area was large with mirrors all over. The actual rooms themselves were quite small with a tiny mirror that couldn’t be used to view a full outfit. That had to be done in the full length mirrors outside the rooms.
Wendy slipped into the furthest changing room. She pulled the curtain across and removed her clothes as instructed. She hung them up on the pegs provided and stood naked waiting for Miss West to return.
Would the shop assistant really believe that Miss West was her mum! What if Miss West said something to contradict her?!
Suddenly the curtains swung open. Miss West stood there next to the shop assistant! Both looked on at Wendy. Miss West looked on with a smile on her face as she saw Wendy’s embarrassment. The shop assistant looked on in shock as she saw the naked girl in front of her. She turned her head in embarrassment as Wendy used one hand to cup her vagina and one arm to cover her breasts.
Wendy let out a loud gasp as she squirmed whilst trying to cover herself up.
“Oh come on Wendy! We are all women, there’s nothing to be shy about!” Miss West said in a mocking voice.
Miss West had picked up several items of clothing, all of which she had given to the assistant to carry and hand to Wendy.
The assistant calmed down as she realised she had a job to do. She gave Wendy a polite smile and handed her the first item to try on.
Miss West had given the assistant strict instructions to hand one piece of clothing at a time to Wendy and had also asked if she could hang around and get any different sizes that might be needed. The girl, who worked on commission, was only to keen to help.
Miss West stepped back and took a seat outside the cubicle. Wendy dared to reach out to take the first garment from the young assistant, as she did, her breasts were exposed to the assistant and both girls blushed.
Wendy retreated behind the curtain to put on the clothes she had been offered.
“Wendy when you get it on I would like you to come out so I can see if it looks good on you.” Miss West talked loudly to Wendy. The shop assistant was still stood outside waiting to assist Wendy.
“OK.” Was Wendy’s reply.
“Excuse me Wendy? I said when you get it on I would like you to come out so I can see if it looks good on you.”
“OK!” Wendy said a little louder.
“Wendy!” Miss West almost shouted.
Wendy now knew that Miss West wanted her usual answer. How could she when there was the assistant just stood outside!
“Wendy!”
“Yes Miss West, anything for you.” Wendy eventually replied quietly.
The shop assistant looked shocked as she heard the reply! What was going on! Why would this girl call her mum Miss West!?
As Wendy took the clothes from the hanger she became weak with dread as she realised Miss West had only given her a blouse to try on! She was going to be naked on the bottom half and she had to leave the changing room and stand in front of this other girl! She put the blouse on and tried to pull it down to cover her bum and cleanly shaven vagina.
She gave a nervous cough before slowly pulling on the curtain. She left it half closed and remained in her small cubicle to allow Miss West to see her. The shop assistant could see her too and looked on and noticed how embarrassed Wendy looked.
“Come out so I can see you properly Wendy.”
There was a pause…
“Wendy?” Miss West enquired.
“Yes Miss West, anything for you.” Wendy whispered and gave Miss West a look of disgust at what she was being forced to do.
The young girl smiled as she realised Wendy was taking orders from this women. She could see how embarrassed Wendy was. She knew it wasn’t really her mum. She guessed it was either a very strict boss with a thing for her employee or maybe some weird kinky relationship. Either way it gave her twisted satisfaction to see this pretty girl squirm in her awkwardness.
Wendy left the cubicle as instructed. She kept her hands low and in front of her to try cover herself as much as possible.
“Wendy, put your hands by your side and walk up and down so I can see how it fits.”
Wendy acknowledged the instruction and did as was expected. She looked down as she walked past the assistant and quickly walked to the far end of the changing area and back again.
“No, take it off Wendy and try the next thing on, I don’t like that on you.”
Wendy felt uncomfortable with being told she didn’t look good in the blouse. She felt silly anyway but then to be told it didn’t suit her made her ordeal worse.
“Quickly Wendy! We don’t have all night!”
Wendy stepped into the changing room and took hold of the curtain.
“There’s no need for that Wendy. We have both seen you totally naked already. Leave the curtain open.
Is that OK with you?” Miss West aimed the question at the shop assistant.
“Yes of course.” She replied politely with a little smile on her face, as Wendy was made to feel even more silly.
Wendy removed the blouse and handed it to the girl. She took it and as she handed Wendy the second item she looked Wendy in the eye with an inquisitive look, as if to say; ‘what the fuck is going on here!’
Wendy looked down, knowing that the girl knew Miss West was not her mum!
The next item was a short dress. Miss West had deliberately chosen one which was not only small but also the wrong size for Wendy.
Wendy struggled to get the dress on. The young girl saw Wendy struggling and stepped forward to assist. The dress stopped so that Wendy’s upper thigh could still be seen. The top half was so tight that her breasts pushed hard on to the thin fabric, showing her nipples through it. The assistant did her job and managed to fasten the zip eventually. Her hands touched Wendy’s body as the pair of them pulled and heaved.
“Oh, well done.” Miss West clapped at the amusement. “Now take a stroll Wendy.”
“Yes Miss West, anything for you.”
Wendy walked very awkwardly in the exceptionally tight dress. As she walked the dress rode up so her entire private region was exposed once again. Wendy could feel herself on display but knew Miss West wanted it this way, so she didn’t attempt to pull it down.
The dress looked terrible on Wendy and it was hard for the assistant not to laugh at Wendy’s predicament.
Miss West could see the girl smirking and she liked this as she knew it would embarrass Wendy further.
Wendy was ordered to take off the dress. Which she did with the help of the assistant. Just as Wendy was being handed the third item Miss West noticed the shop assistants shoes.
“Ooh. Stop right there both of you!”
The assistant was shocked at how quickly she stopped and took notice of Miss West!
“Excuse me. Sorry, what’s your name please?”
“Rachel.”
“I love those shoes! Would you allow Wendy to try them on?”
The shoes were red leather with a thin strap across the front and a black high heel.
“Erm, they are my shoes and they are not for sale.” She replied.
“Please let her try them on.” Miss West held out a bank note for Rachel.
She saw the numbers, 50, printed in the top corner and quickly changed her mind!
“Oh, OK!” Rachel succumbed to the offer of money, as had Wendy.
She took them off quickly and as she handed them to Wendy. Miss West asked; “Please would you put them on for her?”
“Of course.” Rachel replied.
She bent down at Wendy’s feet and gently started to fasten her in to the first shoe.
Wendy felt quite uneasy at having this girl at her feet. Her head was only a foot or so away from her vagina.
What if she can smell me Wendy thought!
It wasn’t until Rachel had fastened the first shoe that she looked up at Wendy and suddenly realised herself how close she was to Wendy’s sex. She quickly looked back down at her task as she remembered she was dressing a naked girl. She had never been so close to another girls exposed vagina.
Rachel fastened the second shoe, stood up and took a step back, not daring to look at Wendy as she now blushed a deep red at being so close to Wendy’s nakedness.
“Ok Wendy take a walk around to see if they look good!”
She walked quite uneasily at first. Her first step almost took her to the floor in a heap. She managed to check herself and by the time she was heading back towards the two women she was getting used to them.
“Let’s try that again Wendy. Try to be a bit more elegant this time though!”
“Sorry Miss West.”
This time Wendy looked good. She moved with grace. Rachel became a little jealous at how good she looked in her shoes. The heels lifted her legs so Wendy’s already pert bum looked even harder and more toned. Her breasts jiggled firmly as she returned to her cubicle.
“Rachel what do you think? Does she look sexy in your shoes?”
Rachel paused for a long time before replying. She felt quite uneasy about commenting on what she thought of a girl she didn’t know.
“Erm, she looks great.” She replied shyly.
“Does she look sexy though!?”
“Yes…very.” Rachel replied uneasily as she thought about the commission she could earn from Miss West.
Wendy looked up sheepishly at Rachel’s comments. Their eyes met and held each others gaze for just a couple of seconds. They both knew the other was cute and sexy. Rachel was very curious as to what Wendy and Miss West were up to and Wendy felt quite sexy knowing this girl was watching her and thinking she was sexy!
“Wendy. That dress you really like. Do you really want it?”
“Oh Miss West it is lovely. If you would like me to have it then, yes.”
“OK. You can have it. Go and get it right now.”
“What, dressed like this?”
“Yes Wendy. Before I change my mind!”
“But Miss West there are lots of customers out there shopping. I can’t just go out there naked!”
“You have shoes on Wendy. Go now!” Miss West raised her voice.
“Yes Miss West, anything for you.” Wendy disappeared. She wanted the dress so badly and she wanted to do as she was told too. She was getting paid after all.
Miss West followed her out of the changing area. She wanted to see other peoples reactions and that of Wendy as all these strangers looked at her whilst being naked.
Wendy paused briefly as she got to the main shopping area. She quickly worked out the best route so she could use the racks of clothes to hide her naked body. She darted from one point to the next and went unnoticed to the far side of the shop. Wendy’s progress was being monitored by Miss West. She was slightly annoyed that Wendy hadn’t been noticed.
Wendy still had 10 meters to go to get to her dress. As she came out from behind a rack of clothes Miss West took her opportunity.
“HEY LOOK! LOOK AT THAT GIRL! SHE’S NAKED!” Miss West shouted and extended her arm to point. There wasn’t a person in the shop who did not hear her announcement.
Everybody looked at the naked girl running around the shop! Some pointed in amasement, some laughed and some tuted in disgust. One lady shouted “What are you up to! Cover yourself up you stupid little girl!”
Two men in there twenties pointed and laughed. One of them managed a wolf whistle.
Wendy froze in shock! There must have been 15 to 20 people starring at her. She felt stupid. She thought people must think she is either an exhibitionist or maybe a slut! She tried to cover her self the best she could.
The girl working behind the counter shouted; “Someone call security!”
Rachel was now watching the display. She didn’t want Wendy to be caught by security as she knew Wendy would be thrown out of the shop. How would she explain that Wendy had her shoes on? She knew if Wendy was thrown out she would loose a lot of commission too!
She shouted to the girl behind the till that she would deal with it. She summoned another assistant and asked her to help her.
The two girls approached Wendy and took an arm each. They frog marched her through the shop. They held her arms tight to control her, meaning Wendy could not cover herself at all. Wendy had goose bumps all over her body from the embarrassment. Her little nipples poked out hard and erect. She tried to squeeze her legs together to hide her labia from peoples view. Rachel deliberately didn’t take her the most direct route. She ensured Wendy was forced to walk close past people and in areas were she could be seen by everybody in the shop.
Miss West looked on as she saw what Rachel was doing. ‘Good girl!’ she thought to herself.
Wendy was horrified. She could feel strangers eyes on her body. There were young men starring at her gorgeous body and making comments on what they would like to do to her. Most of the people in the shop were female, mainly around Wendy’s age and a few years older. She felt so silly. She saw each and every one of them studying her body. Some of the girls smiled at Wendy and some just laughed. Wendy blushed but couldn’t help looking into their eyes to see if they were looking. To her dismay they were all looking!
Rachel guided Wendy towards the changing area and to her relative privacy.
She thanked the other assistant for her help and told her she would deal with it from here.
“Well done Rachel! That was fabulous!” Miss West praised her.
She then turned to Wendy. “Did you enjoy that little show Wendy!?”
“Yes Miss West, anything for you!” Wendy replied reluctantly.
Miss West and Rachel smiled at each other as Wendy blushed at her lie.
Miss West noticed Rachel was starting to enjoy Wendy’s torment. She decided to bring her down a peg or two, to make her a little uneasy.
“Rachel do you sell underwear?”
“Yes we do.”
“Could you go and get several pairs of knickers and matching bra’s please?”
She nodded and wondered off into the shop floor.
“Are you enjoying yourself Wendy?” Miss West wanted to make the most of this time alone with Wendy.
“Yes Miss West.”
“Then spread your legs for me!”
“Yes Miss West, anything for you.”
Wendy was stood just outside the cubicle and in front of Miss West. She spread her legs a little more than shoulder width apart and stood in silence while Miss West studied her naked body. Wendy still wore Rachel’s shoes which made the two women equal height.
“Lets see how much you are enjoying yourself shall we!”
Miss West maintained eye contact with Wendy as she reached down with her right hand and began to touch Wendy’s vagina. She cupped it at first and massaged it softly. Wendy was slightly damp at this sudden attention she was receiving from Miss West. Her expert fingers started to work her clitoris and soon Wendy’s juices were flowing freely. The two women looked at each other intently as Miss West excited Wendy. She swirled her fingers around Wendy’s little bud and ran her fingers up and down her slit to spread her juices. She occasionally slipped an index finger right up Wendy’s cunt. Wendy closed her eyes and breathed deeply which heightened her pleasure.
Their privacy was interrupted as Rachel returned with an array of underwear in various sizes and colours.
Miss West took a step back from Wendy leaving her there with her legs spread. The attention to her pussy had made Wendy loose concentration and it took her a moment to realise her pose. She quickly closed her legs as she noticed Rachel staring at her.
“OK. Lets see what you look like in this underwear Wendy!”
Rachel handed Wendy the first set of knickers and bra. They were white lace.
Wendy was looking forward to being able to cover herself at last. She quickly grabbed the lingerie but before she could start to put them on Miss West stopped her.
“I think it would be better if Rachel put those on for you Wendy.”
Wendy paused and first looked at Miss West and then at Rachel to see her reaction. Rachel looked at Miss West in disbelief.
“I don’t think I can do that!”
“Of course you can. You are a shop assistant and Wendy needs your assistance to get these clothes on. It’s your job to help and what’s more you will be earning a lot of commission from me this evening!”
Rachel was shocked at Miss West assertiveness. She found herself obeying her orders almost before Miss West had finished speaking.
She took the underwear from Wendy and once again bent down at her feet. She opened the knickers with both hands and offered them first to Wendy’s left leg. Wendy lifted her shoed foot and slipped it in to the opening. Rachel pulled them up to Wendy’s shin and then offered them to her right leg.
Once both feet were in Rachel lifted her body up, but remained on her knees. She nervously pulled the knickers up slowly over Wendy’s thighs. She couldn’t believe what she was doing!
Wendy now felt as though she had the upper hand on Rachel and it was here that felt silly. As Rachel pulled the knickers towards Wendy’s crotch she couldn’t help but take a quick look at Wendy’s vagina. Rachel blushed and looked away when she saw how damp it was! Eventually she managed to pull the knickers up to here waist. Holding the waist band she lifted it to the correct height on Wendy’s slim hips. She reached for the bra next.
“Ah ah! Could you please adjust Wendy’s knickers so they sit correctly!” Miss Wendy could see how hastily Rachel wanted to move on to the bra. However the knickers were slightly twisted and were not sitting perfectly around Wendy’s creases.
Wendy opened her legs slightly so Rachel could do as asked. From her kneeling position Rachel looked up and could see what she had to do. She knew she was going to have to put her fingers inside another girls knickers to pull them down, so they looked neat and tidy.
She was nervous at her task. She had never undressed or dressed another woman! She felt incredibly uncomfortable and her predicament was worsened as she looked up to see Wendy smiling down at her.
Wendy now felt she was in control and could see how exciting it could be. She began to understand why Miss West got such a kick out of being dominant.
Rachel reached out and carefully grasped the inside front of the knickers. She slid her fingers down towards Wendy’s crotch and pulled the thin fabric from Wendy’s vagina to reposition them. She re laid them softly onto Wendy’s vagina. She softly bit her bottom lip as did.
She then stood up and crouched down behind Wendy. She lifted the knickers again, this time from Wendy’s tight bum. As she re laid them she allowed her fingers to brush on Wendy’s soft skin. She was slowly becoming aroused and very curious.
Satisfied the knickers looked good she then took the bra and cupped it over Wendy’s breasts. She softly adjusted the shoulder straps, making sure she touched Wendy’s skin and then fastened the clasp. She was amazed by the softness of Wendy’s skin.
Wendy looked gorgeous in her bright red high heels and crisp white underwear. She walked around the changing room with a whole new confidence. She knew Miss West found her attractive and they had both seen each other in some very strange predicaments. Now she felt a change in the attitude between herself and Rachel. The early nervous tension was fading and the air was filled with sexual tension. If Rachel really didn’t want to be there they all knew she could just leave! This put Wendy at ease and she began to enjoy herself.
“OK. Now lets try another set of underwear.” Miss West decided. “Rachel, please carry on and assist Wendy.”
Rachel did not need telling twice. Wendy offered no help in undressing herself. She let Rachel do it all.
She stood in front on Wendy and reached right around her to unclasp the bra. There bodies did not touch but Rachel’s clothes brushed against Wendy’s sensitive skin and sent a shudder down her near naked body. She dropped the bra on the floor. She then reached to remove Wendy’s knickers. Rather than just getting hold of the fabric and pulling them down, she pushed her fingers under the waist band of the knickers and slid her hands down the smooth skin of Wendy’s hips and legs and the knickers followed.
Wendy let out a deep breath of pleasure as she felt the tender hands touching her skin.
Miss West smiled at the two girls bonding.
Rachel put on and took off two more sets of underwear onto her knew friend. Each time she did she allowed herself to touch Wendy a little more. She took time to ensure they were fitted correctly and touched Wendy in her very private places when she could. She touched her bum, her waist and her legs and put her fingers in further than needed when adjusting them. Each time she did she did it subtly. Wendy pretended she didn’t realise what she was doing and this allowed Rachel to think she was getting away with it unnoticed.
Miss West saw every move Rachel made. It reminded her of her first lesbian experience with her friend. It had happened many years ago with her best friend. They had ended up sharing a bed at her parent’s house. Miss West had pretended she was dreaming and started to stroke her friends body as she slept. Her friend, who was awake too, also pretended she was asleep and allowed herself to be touched. As her friend didn’t object Miss West had carried on. She pushed her hand under her friends pyjamas and felt her tummy and soft skin. She worked her way carefully towards her nipples expecting to be stopped at anytime. There was no objection from her friend and eventually worked down to her vagina. Neither of them spoke. They both pretended to sleep. Neither of them spoke a word and tried to keep their breathing shallow. Miss West played with her friends slit until she came. After she was finished both girls rolled over and fell asleep. They never spoke another word of it to each other. Miss West moved on to other girls after that night as her lesbian lust grew.
Seeing Rachel taking chances to touch Wendy brought a smile to her face.
“Rachel. What is your favourite type of under wear? What type are you wearing now?” Asked Miss West.
“Oh!” The question took Rachel by surprise. “Erm, I’m wearing a g-string at the moment.”
Rachel was wearing a tight skirt so the g-string ensured she didn’t have a panty line.
“Would you let Wendy try it on?”
Rachel was caught in the moment. Miss West didn’t know who was most surprised with Rachel’s reply.
“Sure.” She said easily. She was already turned on by dressing and undressing Wendy. The whole situation of Miss West dominating this young girl and seeing this fit girl naked and embarrassed made her want to experience more.
She slipped into the open cubicle, hitched up her skirt and pulled down her knickers with a wiggle of her bum.
She covered her legs with her skirt again and bent down to put the knickers on Wendy.
As she adjusted the knickers each woman had there own private thought about the two girls juices mixing on the thin fabric of the g-string. It was such an intimate act to share ‘dirty’ knickers Rachel thought.
Miss West approached Rachel. The three of them were very close to each other now. There faces at near equal heights.
“Rachel, are you aroused?” Miss West enquired.
“Yes, a little!” Rachel replied slightly embarrassed.
The women lowered there voices to a whisper.
“Would you like to kiss Wendy?”
A shy nervous smile appeared on Rachel’s face and a warm surge rushed between her legs at the question.
Wendy was excited too. She now found women attractive and Rachel was a beautiful young girl. She would love to be forced to do things with her she thought to herself. She listened in with anticipation.
“Yes.” Rachel said quietly.
Miss West pushed the two girls gently into the cubicle. They stood inches from each other. Neither of them spoke or touched. They waited for Miss West‘s instructions. They both had butterflies in their stomachs, Rachel’s legs were like jelly.
Miss West ran her hands through both of the girls hair simultaneously. Her hands came to rest at the back of their heads. She slowly forced their faces together. The girls steadied themselves by resting their hands on each others hips.
Their lips met softly. They took it slowly and barely made contact. Wendy bit gently on Rachel’s bottom lip and then sucked it tenderly. Rachel smiled and as her mouth opened Wendy explored it with her tongue. Their tongues pushed against each others as they massaged each others mouths. Their soft tongues whisped over each others and each felt the others breath on their face.
The kiss lasted less than a minute. Miss West looked on longingly at the site of two such pretty girls sharing an intimate kiss. Her loins became warm as she lusted over this new girl she had just met. She still thought Wendy was beautiful and a perfect employee but Rachel had something she craved. Maybe it was her pretty face or gorgeous figure. Maybe it was that she reminded her of herself when she was younger.
The kiss broke and both girls gazed into each others eyes. It had been Rachel’s first kiss with a girl. Wendy was now experienced compared to her new friend! Rachel’s face beamed. It was such a tender kiss she thought. Much softer than when she had kissed boys. Wendy had enjoyed it too. It had been nice for her to share a lesbian experience with somebody as naive as herself rather than with a dominant older women.
Miss West wanted more.
“Rachel, what else would you like to do with Wendy?”
Rachel, slightly flustered and worried about being caught by somebody, replied shyly;
“Nothing. I think I should get back to work.”
“Now, now Rachel, please don’t rush off just yet! Wendy, is there anything you would like to do to Rachel?”
Wendy now got her chance to make Rachel uneasy.
“Oh Miss West. I would love to do something with her!” Wendy looked Rachel in the eye and gave her a cute smile. She licked her lips seductively and pouted at Rachel.
Rachel blushed at being looked at like this by Wendy.
“I would love to kiss her again Miss West; but not on the lips…” She spoke softly now and almost whispered; “down there!” Wendy shifted her gaze momentarily towards Rachel’s lower half.
Rachel tried to step back in shock but the cubicle restricted her. She let out a quick, high pitched gasp at Wendy’s comment.
“Ooh yes. That would be lovely wouldn’t it Rachel?” Added Miss West.
“Err, no I don’t think so. I really need to get back to work!” Rachel spoke hurriedly and with panic. She became quite flustered.
“Well young lady how are you going to explain to your boss that Wendy is wearing your shoes and your g-string!” Miss West stated.
“Oh she must not find out! Please! Please can I just have them back?” Rachel panicked.
“Of course you can. Once you have turned around and hitched up your skirt!”
“Oh please don’t make me do that! I will do anything but that! I don’t want her to kiss me down there! I’m not a lesbian!”
“Well you have two choices. You either let her kiss you down there or I go and see your boss right now!”
“Oh please! I need this job so much! What would you want her to do to me?”
“I want you to turn and face the wall. Then I want you to hitch your skirt up above your bum. Then I want you to spread your legs a little. Then I want you to reach round and spread your bum cheeks so Wendy can see your tight little bum hole. On my command she will then French Kiss your anus!” Miss West spoke softly but with authority. It made Rachel feel as though she had no choice but to obey.
Wendy looked on with great pleasure as Rachel succumbed to Miss West’s power and then shrivel in fear and embarrassment at the thought of the inevitable.
Rachel was relieved she didn’t have to do the kissing down there but she really didn’t fancy a girl touching her privates like that. She didn’t want to go with another girl anyway and definitely not at work or while another woman looked on!
“Oh come on Rachel let’s get it over and done with! We don’t have all night!”
Rachel obeyed. She faced the wall. Struggled to get her tight skirt over her tight bum and then shifted her feet apart.
“Come on, let her see your anus Rachel!” Miss West mocked.
Slowly she placed her hands on her bum cheeks and spread them very slightly.
“Ok Wendy get on your knees and study Rachel’s little anus!”
Wendy, still wearing the g-string and feeling very turned on, bobbed down and perched on her knees with her face just inches from Rachel’s behind.
Wendy gazed at the little hole in front of her and Miss West gazed at the beautiful scene in front of her. One young girl about to have her anus mouthed by another girl for the first time and one girl about to taste yet another female. Miss West had high hopes for Wendy. She thought they had a good relation ship ahead of them, playing this daring role play and carrying out her fantasies in various locations and with various women.
Rachel stood in silence. She could feel two pairs of eyes staring at her in this intimate position. She felt humiliated and exposed. She froze waiting for that first touch from Wendy’s mouth. Although she was scared she had never felt so excited in all her life. She had a mass of mixed emotions and her vagina became wet and her little anus ached with anticipation.
“Wendy, kiss Rachel.”
“Yes Miss West, anything for you!”
The words of command and Wendy’s answer added to Rachel’s fear and she let out a gasp.
Wendy couldn’t believe how easy it had had been for Miss West to break Rachel and get her to agree to this!
Wendy placed her hands on Rachel’s and encouraged her to spread herself further. Rachel’s crevice opened and Wendy moved her mouth to Rachel’s hole.
She laid a couple of soft kisses around Rachel’s rim which caused the young girl to shudder at the sensitivity of her skin in such a private place. Wendy continued to kiss her rim and then started to flick at Rachel’s hole with her tongue.
Rachel couldn’t believe the sensation. She had felt nothing like it. She was so tender and sensitive and it was hard to deny how pleasurable it felt.
Wendy was soft at first. She built the pleasure up slowly. She moved in and out from the hole to the rim. Flicking and kissing.
Miss West also not wanting to get caught decided to speed things up a little. She laid her hand on the back of Wendy’s head and pushed her face harder into Rachel.
Wendy took the hint and began to vigorously French Kiss Rachel. She pushed her tongue hard and deep into Rachel and made the kiss sloppy. She slurpt at the tight anus with lips and tongue, sucking and probing.
Rachel began to rock her hips back and forth as the motion took her into a distant place. She closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip. She fought hard to make sure she didn’t let out a scream of pleasure. She thought pleasant thoughts. She tried to deny to herself what was really happening.
Wendy loved the taste of Rachel. She knew from her previous two nights work when a woman was enjoying herself. She thrived on making Rachel turned on. To break another girl in! To take a girls lesbian virginity! She lapped faster and harder and tugged at Rachel’s cheeks to get in deeper and deeper.
Miss West pushed harder on Wendy’s head as she too was taken by the experience. She had never seen Wendy so eager to please another woman. She was also impressed by Rachel. She appeared to be enjoying having a girl tongue her arse. She stroked Rachel’s face and smiled. To her surprise Rachel looked into her eyes and smiled back. She was almost in a trance as Wendy worked her into a frenzy.
Suddenly Miss West ragged the curtain closed and stood back from the cubicle. She coughed falsely and in a panic said “Come on Wendy chop chop!”
There was another shop assistant entering the changing area with another customer.
Wendy and Rachel realised at the same time what was happening! Rachel closed her legs and attempted to pull down her skirt. Wendy stayed on her knees and kept hold of Rachel’s cheeks. She quickly lifted a finger to her lips to gesture to Rachel to keep quiet.
Rachel froze. Wendy, much to Rachel’s astonishment, stopped licking her anus but gently laid kisses on to Rachel’s soft bum cheeks. She shook her head for Wendy to stop. Wendy looked up and smiled. She gave her a few more kisses and then stood up and slowly and quietly turned Rachel around to face her. Again she gestured for her to keep quiet. They could both hear the other people outside. Wendy moved in to kiss Rachel on her lips. Rachel pulled away. She put her mouth to Wendy’s ear and whispered.
“I thought you only did it because she forced you”?
Wendy copied Rachel and whispered in her ear.
“Yes. Normally I just do as I am told. But, but you are different. I think you are lovely!”
Rachel was stunned. She was flattered that Wendy found her attractive but nervous too at their predicament.
She did not pull away when Wendy tried to kiss her again.
They shared a slow gentle quiet kiss. Only they would know about it. It was such a loving kiss and the secret made it so sexy both girls thought to themselves. They broke the kiss and they stood there in silence and waited.
Rachel allowed herself to explore Wendy’s body with her eyes. She studied her face and neck line. Her shoulders and arms. Wendy had a perfect body and felt exhilarated to have had such an affect on this young girl.
Rachel’s gaze fell to Wendy’s breasts and her eyes circled Wendy’s nipples and then down to her tummy button.
Wendy took Rachel’s hands and lifted them slowly towards her. She placed them on her shoulders and slowly guided them down to her breast. Rachel caressed them and gently squeezed Wendy’s breasts. Both girls looked at each other and smiled shyly.
At that moment Miss West coughed again and tugged on the curtain. The girls moved fast and managed to pull away before Miss West could see their touches.
“OK. I think it’s time we left Wendy. Rachel, thank you very much for your time. We will take three of the dresses Wendy liked. Could you get three different colours please. We will also take two sets of each of the sets of underwear Wendy tried on.”
“OK. Erm, what about my shoes and erm, underwear?” Rachel asked nervously.
Miss West leaned in and whispered to Rachel;
“You may take Wendy’s shoes for now. If you would like yours back you may call around at my house to pick them up next weekend! I will give you my address. As for the g-string, I’m sure you’ll agree it looks so good on Wendy!”
Rachel smiled and disappeared to pick out the clothes Miss West had asked for.
Un be known to Miss West Wendy had heard what she said. She felt strangely jealous. Rachel had only just met Miss West and already she was being invited to her house! Wendy had never been invited and she had known Miss West for two days now!
“Wendy, put on this dress.” Miss West handed Wendy a dress that she had not tried on yet. It was exceptionally short and tight. Wendy, still in the cubicle slipped the dress on and checked herself out in the full length mirrors outside. The dress was so short you could see the bottom of her bum cheeks as she walked. She picked up the clothes she had arrived in and followed Miss West to the check out. People stopped and stared as the couple walked through the shop. Some stared as they recognised the ‘naked’ girl and some stared at the shortness of the dress!
Rachel met them at the checkout, scanned the dress Wendy was wearing and bagged up the remainder of the clothes. Miss West paid for the goods and slipped a card to Rachel with her home address on.
Miss West and Wendy left the store and Wendy continued to feel tense as peoples eyes fell on her ridiculously short dress.
It was almost time for the ladies to depart. They did a little more window shopping and chatted freely.
At 10pm Miss West turned to Wendy.
“That’s it. Times up. Are you ok to make your own way home?”
“Yes Miss West.”
“Wendy next week I am working away from home so I will not need your services.”
Wendy felt almost disappointed. Not only did she need the money but she almost liked being Miss West’s play thing.
Miss West continued. “Instead I wonder if you could come to my house next weekend?”
Wendy didn’t hesitate. “Yes Miss West, anything for you!” Wendy’s weekends were precious. She worked to earn money to spend at the weekend. Her main reason to go out was to look for a boyfriend. But now, with her body being used as a toy by Miss West and her friends, the need for a boyfriend faded. She was living a sexual fantasy well beyond her belief.
She couldn’t wait for next weekend…..and didn’t Miss West ask Rachel to call round to pick up her shoes….?

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Once upon a time in Italy

Hey guys/girls, this is my first story. I hope you enjoy it! The story is more or less true, altough I changed a lot of the details and shortend the events of that night significantly.

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THE SEXUAL ANATOMY OF WOMEN

THE SEXUAL ANATOMY OF WOMEN
The Vulva is the external sexual organ of women. There are many
questions about the vulva and this FAQ will begin to
attempt to answer some of these.
THE VOCABULARY OF THE VULVA
Vulva
The external female genitals are collectively referred to as The
Vulva. All of the words below are part of the vulva.
Mons Veneris.
The mons veneris, Latin for “hill of Venus” (Roman Goddess of love)
is the pad of fatty tissue that covers the pubic bone below the
abdomen but above the labia. The mons is sexually sensitive in some
women and protects the pubic bone from the impact of sexual
intercourse.
Labia Majora
The labia majora are the outer lips of the vulva, pads of fatty
tissue that wrap around the vulva from the mons to the perineum.
These labia are usually covered with pubic hair, and contain numerous
sweat and oil glands, and it has been suggested that the scent from
these are sexually arousing.
Labia Minora
The labia minora are the inner lips of the vulva, thin stretches of
tissue within the labia majora that fold and protect the vagina,
urethra, and clitoris. The appearance of labia minora can vary
widely, from tiny lips that hide between the labia majora to large
lips that protrude. The most common metaphor for the labia minora is
that of a flower. Both the inner and outer labia are quite sensitive
to touch and pressure.
Clitoris
The clitoris, a small white oval between the top of the labia minora
and the clitoral hood, is a small body of spongy tissue that is
highly sexually sensitive. The clitoris is protected by the prepuce,
or clitoral hood, a covering of tissue similar to the labia minora.
During sexual excitement, the clitoris may extend and the hood
retract to make the clitoris more accessible. Some clitorises are
very small; other women may have large clitorises that the hood does
not completely cover.
Urethra
The opening to the urethra is just below the clitoris. It is not
related to sex or reproduction, but is instead the passage for urine.
The urethra is connected to the bladder. Because the urethra is so
close to the anus, women should always wipe themselves from front to
back to avoid infecting the vagina and urethra with bacteria.
Hymen
The opening of the vagina in precoital women (i.e. those who have
never had sex before) is typically covered by a thin tissue membrane
called the hymen. The hymen, which serves no known function, is
usually perforated to allow the flow of menstrual blood to leave the
body after puberty. Usually, the hymen stretches across or surrounds
some but not all of the vaginal opening. The hymen is the
traditional “symbol” of virginity, although being a very thin
membrane, it can be torn by vigorous exercise or the insertion of a
tampon. Some women are born with hymens so thin as to be almost
nonexistant, and intercourse may not tear the hymen in even average
women; instead, it may simply stretch.
Perineum
The perineum is the short stretch of skin starting at the bottom of
the vulva and extending to the anus. The perineum in women often
tears during birth to accomodate passage of the child, and this is
apparently natural. Some physicians may cut the perineum preemptively
on the grounds that the “tearing” may be more harmful than a precise
scalpel, but studies show that such cutting in fact may increase the
potential for infection.
Vagina
The vagina extends from the vaginal opening to the cervix, the
opening to the uterus. The vagina serves as the receptacle for the
penis during sexual intercourse, and as the birth canal through which
the baby passes during labor. The average vaginal canal is three
inches long, possibly four in women who have given birth. This may
seem short in relation to the penis, but during sexual arousal the
cervix will lift upwards and the fornix may extend upwards into the
body as long as necessary to receive the penis. After intercourse,
the contraction of the vagina will allow the cervix to rest inside
the fornix, which in its relaxed state is a bowl-shaped fitting
perfect for the pooling of semen. At either side of the vaginal
opening are the Bartholin’s glands, which produce small amounts of
lubricating fluid, apparently to keep the inner labia moist during
periods of sexual excitement. Further within are the hymen glands,
which secrete lubricant for the length of the vaginal canal.
“G-Spot”
The word is in quotes because there is still some debate as to the
existance or purpose of the G- spot. In the illustration above, what
is indicated as the g-spot in fact points to a region known as the
Skenes glands, the purpose of which are unknown. Despite the
controversy, one fact remains– there are many women who claim that
pressure on this region of the vagina is extremely pleasurable.
Usually, two fingers are used, and because the spot is deep within
the tissue, some pressure may be needed. Also, because the Skenes
glands are alongside the bladder, some women may found that the
increased pressure makes them feel as if they need to urinate.
Cervix
The cervix is the opening to the uterus. It varies in diameter from 1
to 3 millimeters, depending upon the time in the menstrual cycle the
measurement is taken. The cervix is sometimes plugged with cervical
mucous to protect the cervix from infection; during ovulation, this
mucous becomes a thin fluid to permit the passage of sperm.
Uterus
The uterus, or womb, is the main female internal reproductive organ.
The inner lining of the uterus is called the endometrium, which grows
and changes during the menstrual cycle to prepare to receive a
fertilized egg, and sheds a layer at the end of every menstrual cycle
if fertilization does not happen. The utereus is lined with powerful
muscles to push the child out during labor.
Ovaries
The ovaries perform two functions: the production of estrogen and
progesterone, the female sex hormones, and the production of mature
ova, or eggs. At birth, the ovaries contain nearly 400,000 ova, and
those are all she will ever have. However, that is far more than she
will need, since during an average lifespan she will go through about
500 menstrual cycles. After maturing, the single egg travels down the
fallopian tube, a journey of three or four days– this is the period
during which a woman is fertile and pregnancy may occur. Eggs that
are not fertilized are expelled during menstruation.
FREQUENTLY ANSWERED QUESTIONS
WHAT IS THE G-SPOT?
The Grafenberg spot, or G-spot, is an area located within the
anterior (or front) wall of the vagina, about one centimetre from the
surface and one-third to one-half way in from the vaginal opening
(see illustration and text). It is reported to consist of a system of
glands (Skene’s glands) and ducts that surround the urethra (Heath,
1984). Some authors write that you must press “deeply” into the
tissue with two fingers to reach it with any effectiveness.
The significance of the G-spot is that some women (about half) report
that it is a highly sensitive area that under the right conditions
can be very pleasurable if stimulated. For some women, it can be a
primary source of stimulation leading to orgasm during intercourse.
Other women report no particular stimulation, and some say that it
feels as if they need to urinate. The G-Spot has been linked to the
phenomenon known as female ejaculation. To date, there is little data
about female ejaculation, although there is some speculation that it
is the product of the Skene’s glands.
WHAT IS TOXIC SHOCK SYNDROME?
Toxic Shock Syndrome (TSS) is a rare but serious illness which can
occur in men, women and children. About half the number of cases
reported are associated with using tampons and affect a tiny number
of women every year– only about 1 out of every 1.5 million women who
have periods. TSS can occasionally be fatal.
Toxic Shock Syndrome can be treated successfully providing it is
recognised quickly, and most young people make a full recovery.
Younger people may more at risk from the bacteria which are believed
to cause this rare condition, because their immune system may not be
fully developed. In the unlikely event that you have these symptoms
during your period–a high fever (over 102F or 39C), rash, vomiting,
diarrhoea, sore throat, dizziness or fainting – you must remove your
tampon and consult your doctor immediately. These symptoms can be
early warning signs of TSS, which can develop very quickly and may
seem like flu to begin with.
Do not worry about wasting the doctor’s time and remember to say you
have been wearing a tampon. Do not use tampons again without checking
first with your doctor.
By using tampons correctly and following the advice below, you will
reduce the risk of developing TSS.
REMEMBER:
* Always wash your hands before and after insertion and removal
of a tampon.
* Always remove the used tampon before inserting a new one.
* Always remember to remove the last tampon at the end of your
period.
* Never use 2 tampons at once.
* Tampons should only be used when you have a period.

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After “The Electricians” I have received mails asking I have ever had any real experiences with girl sex and if I have any stores about it.
I am sorry to disappoint my readers, but I am “almost” completely straight. I have had a few situations where I have had sex with other couples present where the guys have wanted the girls to touch each other. I have tried it, just to say I have tried it, but it has never really had me going.
The only time I have had a real experience with another girl, is one of the few times when I haven’t afterwards written it down. Probably because I felt funny about it. However, I will try to tell it the way I remember, since apparently some readers seem to fancy the thought of me with another woman.
When I was 17 I was an exchange student and lived for a year with an American family in a relatively small town. The family was very nice, very religious and strict. There was a daughter, who only turned 17 after I had arrived and a son of 15.
At 17 I had been sexually active for two years, and had been with perhaps 10 different guys. I felt very experienced and was totally unprepared for a society where I wasn’t even allowed to be alone with a boy. However, I behaved myself very well. I respected the family and the rules of the society, and I also realised that if I were known to be “willing” I would get a bad reputation and possibly even risk being sent home. So I restrained myself, didn’t have a steady boyfriend, but dated many of the guys from the football team and basketball team (I liked the big guys) and expertly rejected their advances.
I was however, often very frustrated. I had only a few months before I left started to experiment with “toys”, but couldn’t find even that in the small town as it seemed to be a forbidden object. So after about half of year of frustration I finally picked up enough nerve to ask the guy who had taught me about toys to send me some. He did so, very well camouflaged in case they should be opened by the customs. Fortunately they arrived safely. But I had to be careful with the buzzing ones as the walls were very thin upstairs in the house. It was only us kids who had rooms upstairs but Kris, the daughter, was rather jealous of me and would happily have told on me had she found out, and the boy Darrel I knew kept spying on me, so I never knew where he might be lurking.
As a matter of fact I remember having great fun using him for a bit of excitement. My favourite toy was a set of Ben-Wah balls. Three or maybe four balls the size of table tennis balls were strung together on a string. When you inserted them in your pussy and put on your panties, you could pretend to sit at your desk doing homework, but only a slightly rocking motion would eventually set you off with a very nice orgasm. Kris was an aerobic dancer and Darrel was a football player. They had an exercise room, with a mirror and handrail along the end and weights and two exercise bicycles. I didn’t have any workout clothes of my own, but used to borrow Kris’s. She was my size in body, but with only small breasts, so I could hardly fit my breasts into it, but since it was very stretchable it worked out anyway, just was the material very stretched across my breasts. I was very aware of Darrel always staring at me when we were exercising together, but I quite liked it. In the beginning I felt a bit guilty and worried what the family would say about me being in the exercise room alone with Darrel. But since Kris and Darrel also often practised together, and I was supposed to be part of the family on even terms, nobody seemed to mind as long as somebody else was in the house at the same time.
Even though Darrel was only 15 he was quite well build, I guess from all the workout. I my frustration he became the object of some of my dreams, as he seemed to be the only male ever around me at times when I was excited. I enjoyed the way he always managed to choose the workout tool, which would give him the best position from which to watch me, as I sat on the bicycle. I had developed at way of putting the bike seat so high that I was stretching to reach the pedals, which made me move on the saddle in a way, which stimulated my clit. I know my nipples stood out very visibly excited through the stretched material, and even though Darrel tried to hide it when he was shifting positions I knew he was getting an erection from watching me.
One day when I felt exceptionally frustrated I put in the Ben-Wah balls before going to the gym. I just thought it would be a nice pleasant feeling, but was actually choked when I found out how intense the feeling was when I sat on the bicycle saddle. I just tried to bike carefully, but the feeling was so strong that I soon found myself biking faster to try to hide the movements I couldn’t stop making. I was very aware of Darrel looking at me in wonder as he saw me exercising at a speed I never used to reach. It was so hard to control movements, speed and composure under those circumstances. Controlling the orgasm, which hit me very hard, was impossible and I collapsed on the handlebar – trying to pretend I was just completely out of breath from the final spurt. I even had Darrel worried for he came over to ask if I was ok. I sure was – I had just had one of the strongest orgasms in 6 months while being watched by a hungry 15 year old!
I don’t know if he suspected anything, but I guess he did, because after a couple of “normal” workout sessions, he asked me if I had given up practising the high-speed chases. I told him I was just slowly building up the style, it had been almost killing me last time, but he thought that maybe I should go back to trying again. For the next practise I put in the balls again, but this time I was prepared and controlled it a bit better. But I still had Darrel staring at me intensely, and I imagine that he knew very well what was happening. Not with the Ben-Wah balls, but that I was getting off in front of him. He never said anything, and I just pretended that I thought he wasn’t aware. I had a lot of exercise in the following months, but it didn’t leave me any less frustrated.
Ok, I got a bit sidetracked there. Just goes to show that I feel more inclined to write about situations involving males than females.
Anyway, at one time a group of girls from the school was going away for a week at a camp. We had to get up very early the morning we were leaving, so one of the girls who lived quite far away had asked if she could stay with me the night before. In that way she didn’t have to get up in the middle of the night to make it to the collection point, which was very close to where we lived. That was no problem with the family or me. She was a very cute rather petite girl. A bit shy, but I knew a lot of the guys fancied her. She just didn’t seem to be aware. We had to share my room as I was already occupying the guestroom, but that didn’t bother me.
Kris and Darrel were away for the evening, so we had the upstairs to ourselves as we were packing the last bits and preparing for the next morning. We found out we had a lot in common and we talked all the time. Even as I was in the bath I talked with Marsha who was outside in the bathroom. As I got out I saw her staring at me.
“You have got such nice breasts,” she commented without hiding that she was staring at them. “I wished I had as big breasts as you have. I always feel so aware that I am not even filling out the bras I am wearing.”
I looked down myself. I must admit that I have always been quite happy with my breasts. Even when they were developing they didn’t start as small protruding nipples as I have seen on a lot of other girls. They seemed to just grow as if they were slowly being blown up like a balloon. Now they looked like two half soft-balls stuck on my chest. Really round and with the nipples almost in dead centre.
I looked at her. She wore a thin kimono type of robe, and I could see the outline of her breasts clearly through the material.
“I don’t think your breasts are all that small. Let me see,” I said as I stretched out a hand to move the material away. She shied a bit back, but she did let me undo the rope and open the front of the kimono. As we both looked at her now bare breasts, we both noticed how her nipples started to harden. She looked embarassed.
“I am not used to people looking at me like that”, was all she said, but she didn’t try to cover herself again.
“You have a much smaller frame than me. It would look out of place if you had as big breasts as I do. Anyway in my experience, when it comes to it, it is not the size of the breasts that does the trick with the guys. It is your attitude towards your breasts. If you feel they are too small you loose your self confidence, and that is immediately obvious. You have to like your breasts, and the effect they have on the guys.”
“How can they have an effect on the guys if they cant even see them,” she wanted to know.
“First of all, you breasts are not particularly small. They seem very firm. They are just a bit further apart than mine, so more of your chest look flat. But when you actually look at them, I am sure any guys would feel happy to touch them and to play with them”.
She blushed again as the nipples grew even harder.
“Have you never had a guy touch them or see them”, I asked. But I almost certainly knew the answer to that already.
“You mean naked?” she asked as if shocked that I could ask a question like that.
I had to admit that was what I had meant, but I tried to soften it a bit by asking how far she had ever let a guy go with her. She said she had had a guy touch her on the breasts through her dress as he kissed her goodbye in the car after a dance. But she had been so worried about his reaction that she had quickly stopped him.
“And that is as far as any guy has ever got with you?” I asked stupidly, forgetting where I was. A girl with her looks would have got a lot further in my part of the world.
“Of course, have you let the guys get further with you?” she asked as if she already expected me so say” of course not” as well.
I didn’t know what to tell her. Would I ruin her idea of me if I told her the truth or should I use some of my experience to help her understand a bit more about the guys and gain some self confidence? I decided to risk it.
“You must remember that I come from a society which is quite different from yours”, I said as an opening, hesitating a bit. She was waiting for the continuation. “I haven’t let any guys here do it because I am trying to follow the norm here, but back home the situation is quite another one. Actually my mom said she would prefer I brought the boys I wanted to sleep with home, instead of doing it somewhere else. At least in that way she knew where I was and with whom. So you can see I have completely different conditions and experiences”. I then continued to tell her a bit about the life in Denmark and what I had done with some of the boys. She obviously believed me from the comments she made as we went along, but she was also finding it difficult to understand.
While she talked she had been preparing to get into the bath, and I had had a good look at her. She was actually very pretty. She had rather broad shoulders for a small girl like her. Her breasts were quite far out to the sides, but when she bent down they collected in a cone shape which actually wasn’t all that small at all. She had a very narrow waist and a bum, which I could easily envy, as my one is harder and not shaped as femininely as hers.
I told her that. She looked down herself and smiled a bit as she looked at my hips and said she could see what I meant. I don’t think anybody had ever told her and she seemed immediately to gain a bit of self-confidence. When she stood up she didn’t slouch as much as before, which made her breasts stand out in a different way than before. I also told her that. She smiled and from that time I noticed her often reminding herself to pull back her shoulders when guys later watched her.
We talked all the way into the bed and as I, as I always do, slipped under the sheets completely naked, she looked at me and asked if I always slept like that. When I confirmed that she smiled and did the same, looking like a little naughty girl and telling me that she thought that was totally naughty and that her mother would never let her do anything like that at home. This society never stopped amazing me.
As we kept talking about boys, sex and experiences I started to get excited. I tried surreptitiously to play with myself, but as I soon got more excited I had to stop as I didn’t feel right in doing so in front of her. My very first experience with masturbation was in a room with a girl doing it. I remember feeling both left out and a bit offended that the girl just did that right in front of me, without at least recognising my presence and satisfying my wish for help in trying that myself.
Marsha had just finished telling about her feelings when she watched the wrestlers, apparently a sport, which it turned her on watching. I thought that was the ideal time to talk about her feelings for herself.
“Do you masturbate,” I asked her. I could almost feel her gasp in shock.
“Of course not,” she claimed vehemently; and I quite believed her.
“Why not,” again I probably knew the answer but I had to ask to keep the line of talk going where I wanted it to go.
“I …, That …,” she was stumbling to find the right answer. I knew the answer was going to be something like “Nice girls don’t do that”, but that she realised that I probably did since I asked that way, and she didn’t want to make it sound like I was not a “nice” girl. Finally a “Do you?” came out, as I had expected.
I explained to her that I certainly did, that I had done since I was 14 and I would not survive the frustration if I didn’t. I told her that it was nice, necessary and that it prepared you for real sex because it made you know your body and your feelings so you were aware of what happened to you the first time you had sex with a guy.
She was thinking very hard. Finally she asked, “Do you think I should try? I mean right now?”
I hadn’t expected her to ask that, but she apparently saw me a mentor, and thought that if she had to try it, it would be better with me telling her about it. I just wanted her to get going, because I was dying to get going myself. So I told her that would be a good idea, then we could talk about what she felt about it.
She turned on her back and I could see her spreading her legs a bit and placing a hand at her crotch. She was staring into the ceiling and I could see the nipples through the sheet moving with her breath, which didn’t seem to pick up in speed. I had a finger between my legs and I was already starting to breathe heavier. I stopped and looked at her, which made her stop as well.
“It doesn’t seem to work,” she said.
“How do you do it,” I asked as I really couldn’t see how she could do it very well from that position.
“I just … touch myself … there,” she said with a combination of embarrassment and frustration that it didn’t work just to touch yourself “there”.
“Ok, let me show you”. I had been prepared that it might come to that. She seemed so unaware of anything concerning her body. Also I was getting a little bit excited by the thought of “helping” her. I moved the sheet aside and looked at her. She was so pretty as she lay like that, with small breast pointing straight up. I made her bend the legs and move them aside. She was very light blond and had only very little pubic hair. I had looked at other girls before, but it was a strange feeling knowing that I was expected to touch her and help her. I was getting more than a little excited myself.
I ran my fingers lightly down the inside of her legs and lightly touched her lips. She was wet all right, so it wasn’t that she wasn’t excited, she just didn’t know where to touch. As I hit her clitoris she gasped and tried to close her legs. I stopped her and asked her if it hurt.
“No, but it feels very strange”.
I told her to relax. That was what it was supposed to feel like. She did relax and I slowly played with her lips and clit spreading her moisture around. She was gasping each time I hit her clit, and as I stopped circling around and concentrated on only the clit she started to flex backwards, spreading her legs further and gyrating her bum around on the bed. I took her hand and placed a finger on the strategically right place and urged her to go on. She tried a bit, she was getting the picture. But then she stopped and looked up at me.
“Please, will you not continue. It feels so good when you do it.”
I actually wanted to, so I did. Just ever so slowly to build her up and not freighted her off with too fast or strong an experience. She put her hands behind her head pushing her breasts forward. I told her to touch one of them and she tried. She cupped them and squeezed them a bit. Finally I used my free hand to play a bit with her erect nipples closest to me to show her how. I rubbed them carefully between my fingers until they hardened even more. She was now certainly getting more excited because her breathing was now fast and shallow. I let go of her breast and she grabbed it herself. I rested my chin on her knee and watched how she now rolled the nipples between her fingers obviously giving herself considerable pleasure. It had been a very nice feeling touching her breasts, not just the actual feeling of the breast, but the knowledge that I was touching another girls breasts and giving her that experience. It was getting me really excited.
I looked down at her pussy. I had never really studied one this closely before. It seemed so clean. I ran my fingers around a bit and inserted a bit of my thumb inside her, but stopped when I felt the resistance. Better save that for her first guy, I thought. I kissed her knee and slowly ran my tongue down the inside of her leg. I wasn’t really planning the move, it just seemed a natural thing to do. I changed position so I lay between her legs spreading her lips with one hand while my fingers circled around her clit, holding back a little. I wanted to kiss it, but was afraid of her reaction if she all of a sudden found me kissing her there. She complained that I had stopped and looked up at me. She didn’t say anything when she found me between her legs. I think she had just given herself completely to me. I kept looking at her as long as possible as I sank further down towards her pussy, but she just kept staring at me, never making any move to stop me. When finally I licked her lips and clit she went almost wild. She was rocking up and down so I could hardly find the right spot. I sucked her clit into my mouth and rubbed it hard with my tongue as I held her hips. I couldn’t stop her moving, but at least I was moving along so I didn’t loose the grip. I had stopped being careful, I wanted her to come now. I was burning myself and I couldn’t wait to get a hand on my own clit, but I wanted her to come first. I didn’t have to wait long. She almost choked me as she squeezed her legs tight around my head as she came. She was shaking wildly for a long time. When she finally relaxed and let go of her grip of my head I lay down next to her and did something I never had thought I would do. I actually gave her a warm and loving kiss. She really was so beautiful that I couldn’t help it. But I was surprised when she responded with a tongue kiss. I hadn’t expected that, but she was really an expert kisser. She might not have let any guy touch her, but she had certainly learned to kiss.
When we finally stopped I rolled over on my back to get my breath back. She leant on an elbow looking at me.
“Gee Jenny, that was so fantastic. Do you want me to do that to you as well?”
I couldn’t believe she had asked that. I hadn’t thought about it, but now I found that I actually did. I told her so. She just lay there looking at me.
“I didn’t know it would be so good,” she said as she touched my nipples. They hardned quickly and my breathing quickened when I started slowly to realise I was about to have (or rather was in the middle of) my first girl encounter.
“Kiss it,” I asked her, and she obliged with no hesitation. She followed my instructions as I told her to suck at it, pull it with the lips and all the things I liked. I sneaked a hand up to her breasts and played with her as she was bent over me. When I couldn’t wait any longer I carefully directed her head towards my pussy. She moved and lay between my legs the same was as I had done for her. I put a pillow under my head so I could watch her. I would never have thought I would find anything like this exciting, but she was just like a little angel fulfilling a dream. It wasn’t like this was another girl doing it, this was Marsha, my little friend the beautiful white angel with the cute blond hair end the sweetest small breasts dangling slightly as she moved up and down licking my pussy all over.
I was directing her the best I could in between my heavy breathing. She was very easy to teach. Not like a guy who thinks he knows what is best for a girl. Marsha did exactly what I told her and she remembered what I had done to her and tried very successfully to do the same to me. When I came I cried out, which I don’t usually do, but it was just so intense I couldn’t help it. Finally release by not just my own hand. I had forgotten how big the difference was between doing it yourself, and the feeling of being in somebody else’s power as that person brought you off. She climbed up between my legs and lay on top of me as she kissed me again. I could feel her breasts touching mine. I envied the guy who would get this girl. She was really something else.
Finally she rolled off me and climbed under her sheet.
“I am totally whacked, and I am sure my mother would NOT approve of this,” she giggled as she put a hand out from under the sheet and found mine. I gave it a squeeze and we fell asleep like that, holding each other’s hands.
She became my best friend for the rest of my stay. We never repeated the performance, but I was aware of her playing with herself every night in the camp, as she was in the bed right next to me. She knew I was aware for we talked about our nightly experiences during the day. We certainly could hear each other, and we were concerned how much the other girls could hear. But we didn’t really care.
Neither of us had any sex during the remainder of my stay, but it certainly wasn’t for lack of offers. Marsha had gained such a radiance of self confidence. She carried herself as a queen, quite obviously proud of her body and not afraid of wearing clothes which showed it off to its full advantage. The guys were falling all over her, but she was just reserving herself for the right guy. Had I been a guy I would have been madly in love with her. As it was I think I actually were.
Now, I don’t really want to ruin this story. But just for the sake of completeness, Marsha was married to a guy she met shortly after I left. They were divorced after only one year as it became obvious to everybody that he was beating her up badly. She hang around a while, moved in with a new friend and was found by a neighbour beaten almost to death by him. He was arrested and she recovered. Now she drives a schoolbus. She has stopped seeing guys. She has never had any kids. I want to go and see her, but she has asked me not to. Maybe she should have become a lesbian!

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A Woman Scorned

A Woman Scorned
My name is Daisy. I am a 29 year old Filipino woman living in a small town nearly 200km out from Sydney, Australia. I am on my own since I left my husband of 11 years when I caught him cheating on me with his boss’s daughter. It wasn’t the first time but I am inclined to believe it will be his last and I will get the reason why all in due time.
First a bit more about us both, I am 5’2 with long black hair, skin tone like a strong coffee and big dark brown eyes. I have a cute little button nose and full, plump juicy lips. My breasts are a perky C cup after having surgery to suit one of my ex husbands egotistic needs with large round areolas. My height is a little bit of a drawback and has always made me self conscious but it did not stop me from landing some modelling gigs that helped me to get through my Sport Science Degree at Uni. I now work as a personal trainer and love my work.
My ex is a used car salesman. He is very athletic and was captain of the football team in school. He had been spotted by recruiting staff from more than one of the professional league clubs and had started training with one of them before an unfortunate shoulder injury put an end to those plans. He was easily the best looking and fittest guy in school and despite the injury was still in fantastic shape. His major faults were the combination of his low self esteem and fiercely competitive nature.
These are the faults that led to him cheating the first and second time and also the last and final time. Despite the opportunities I had being in the field that I was in I had always been faithful to him but he had trouble believing it and felt he had to prove that he could still ‘pull the ladies’ to remind me of what a catch he was.
The story starts around a quarter to 11 on a Thursday when a client rang and cancelled an appointment. My next was not until 2pm so I decided to stop by the car yard and see if David and I could have lunch together. He was not out in the yard and his assistant was not at her desk so I just walked into his office after there was no response to my knock. I was a little surprised and disappointed to find he was not there. I walked down the hall to his boss’s office and knocked on the door and heard a deep, booming but friendly “Come in” so I entered.
“Hiya Doug, do you know where David is?” I asked him. “No sweetie sorry, did you ask Lisa?” “Well no, she doesn’t seem to be in either” I replied getting a little confused. “Sorry dear, maybe they are both on their lunch break” “Oh that’s ok, please tell him I stopped by” “Will do, bye now”
Doug was not only David’s boss but he had been David’s coach in school and kind of David’s hero. He was a huge man with hands the size of baseball mitts and legs the size of tree trunks. He had a gorgeous wide smile that contrasted greatly against his black as coal skin. He was always such a gentleman and had been a wonderful boss to David. He only stopped coaching after his wife died of leukaemia leaving him to raise his three daughters on his own.
After leaving the yard I drove home to have lunch by myself. When I arrived home I was surprised and a little excited to see David’s car in the driveway. I rushed up to the door and pushed but it was locked. I dropped my keys and bent to pick them up and was startled by what I thought was a scream coming from inside, I figured David was watching a movie but could not work out why, being the middle of a work day. After picking the keys up and entering the house I headed to the kitchen expecting to find David either making or eating lunch. When he was not there I went through the lounge and out into the back yard searching but he was nowhere to be seen.
Finally I headed toward the bathroom figuring he would be taking a shower. As I approached I heard voices and my stomach started doing flips. Oh dear god it is not happening again I said to myself but as I drew nearer still the squeals of delight confirmed that he had another woman, or maybe it was a girl by the sound of it, in our bed. I peered through the slightly ajar door and in the dresser mirror was able to see him kneeling on the bed behind a girl that must have been 16 or 17 fucking her doggy style. When she turned to face the mirror I gasped quietly and not loud enough for them to hear, it was Lisa his assistant and the boss’s youngest daughter.
I felt like a knife had just ripped through my heart as a million options all raced through my head. Should I run sobbing? No, I had nowhere to go. Should I race in there screaming? No I may actually be angry enough to kill him. What could I do? Then it came to me, revenge; revenge was what he had coming to him after do this to me again. I went into the linen closet and pulled out our video camera and as much as it pained me to watch it I recorded everything right up until they went into the shower and at that point left taking the footage, the evidence with me.
I moved the car down the street and watched for them to leave and cancelled the rest of my appointments for the day while I waited. When they left I returned home and cried until I was dry and then started writing down ideas until I came up with a plan I was satisfied would have a long lasting effect on him. I made a couple of calls, one to a friend to organise somewhere to go for the night where David would not suspect anything was wrong and another to Doug to fill him in on exactly how much David appreciated his job and friendship.
Doug was furious. I had to beg him not to kill David who had returned from lunch, or should I say from banging his daughter’s brains out. After I was satisfied he had calmed down enough and would not kill David I went to the local mall, to the sports store to be exact. There I talked with a man that David had gone to school with that now worked there. Every time we walked past David would cuss and go on about how he hated Marcus and how Marcus was full of himself and was cheat like school was just yesterday. The truth was Marcus was bigger and stronger and better looking than him. The one thing that David really despised about him is that he had become a legend for having a cock big enough to put a horse to shame and I was hoping would well and truly put David to shame. Unfortunately there was also rumour that Marcus was gay and I was worried this would interfere with my plan but hoped I could talk him around. After talking with Marcus for a long time after he got of work we came up with an arrangement that suited us both.
The following day at lunch time Doug called David into his office. I was waiting in the office next to Doug’s for him to come and get me. Doug told David he had some surveillance footage for him to look at and to be quiet and not say a word until it was over. At this point David did not seem to suspect anything as he probably thought it was just security footage from the yard. From next door I heard the footage begin playing. I heard Lisa squealing and moaning and David calling her his little slut and slapping her ass. I heard David try and speak and then Doug scream “Just shut up and watch” so loud that I almost wet myself next door.
When the movie had stopped I heard Doug explain calmly that David had betrayed him in the worst possible way. That their friendship was over, that David was fired and that unless David would like to be put in prison for having sexual relations with a minor he would shut up and do exactly as he was told, WHATEVER he was told. Of course David agreed and what other choice did he have. Doug tied David’s hands roughly to the chair behind his back as David whined “Are you going to hurt me?” “Don’t give me ideas. Just shut up and do as you’re told” came the response as he tied David’s ankles to the chair legs. For a few moments I heard nothing and then a knock at the door.
When I entered the room David went a ghostly white and then asked “Daisy, what are you doing here?” “Why dear I have come to have lunch like I did yesterday only you were not here were you? Tell me, where were you David?” He started babbling about being able to explain and that the tape was not of him and that Doug had set him up. “Oh who do you think made the tape you stupid son of a bitch” Doug boomed. “Enough arguing, I came here for lunch and I am veeery hungry” I said as I cheekily rubbed my hand over Doug’s crotch.
I sank to my knees in front of Doug and put my face up against the tent forming in his pants, inhaled his aroma and then kissed the bump that had been poking into my face. “What are you doing Daisy, don’t you dare…” David screamed “I beg your pardon? Dare what?” I said more than asked. “Open your mouth again and I will nail it shut” Doug said. David’s face had begun to regain colour and was now reddening with rage as I released Doug’s cock and it hung before me. I nearly lost my cool and I felt my eyes bug out of my head at the big salami stick dangling in my face. I tried to hide my terror let only my excitement show at the prospect of having Doug’s beautiful big cock in my mouth and deep inside me tiny pussy. David was not small but merely average at 6 inches and by no means big enough to prepare me for the battering my petite body was about to get. Fortunately David was looking down and missed the horror on my face.
Doug on the other hand did not miss it and quickly and reassuringly said “My little Asian beauty I am going to look after you so well and at the same time we might teach that ignorant prick over there a lesson or two as well” “Oh Doug it’s so beautiful. It’s so thick and so black” I said for David’s benefit and then attempted to fit the bulbous head in my mouth. I had two hands around the shaft and my finger and thumbs did not even meet. I was licking and sucking and rolling my tongue all over his glorious cock and enjoying every minute of it. The fact that David was seething with anger helped. I unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down as he removed his tie and shirt, kicked his shoes off and stepped out of his pants. I grabbed his round firm ass and started slurping and sucking as Doug praised my efforts over and over. “Watch if you know what is good for you” Doug yelled at David.
“Now baby, when I cum do you want to taste it or would you like it all over your gorgeous body” Doug teased. I never use to swallow when I gave David head which I did rarely anyway but if it caused him more agony I was willing to try it. “I don’t want to spill a drop, I want you to shoot a load straight down my throat and then fill my ass and my tummy with your glorious seed” “Your wish is my command little lady. Let’s get you undressed so I do not ruin your clothes” I kicked off my sneakers, ripped off my tube top and disposed of my bike shorts within seconds leaving me in only a G-string. Doug put his hands under my armpits and picked me up like I was his 3 year old daughter and kissed me all over my face and neck as I gasped in pleasure and David’s great displeasure.
When he set me back down I guided him backwards so he was sitting on his desk and in full side on view of David and I resumed sucking his beautiful cock. I bathed his balls in saliva and then massaged them as I polished his knob with my tongue. “Oh yes sweetie, get ready now here it comes”. His already huge cockhead seemed to swell even more in my mouth and then his warm salty cum gushed down my throat. There was so much I didn’t have a hope of keeping my promise not to spill any so I cupped my hands and collected the rest. Doug read my mind and ordered David to open his mouth and swallow as I walked over to him. After his initial refusal Doug towering over him must have changed his mind so he opened up and let me pour it in. It took a while but eventually he swallowed the lot.
Doug cleared his desk with a very cliché swipe of his muscular arm and laid me across the surface and knelt on the floor with his face between my opened thighs and kissed me softly from side to side. David never ate me out so my anticipation of his lips on my mound and clit was driving me wild. My breathing hastened until finally I felt his warm soft lips press against my vaginal folds and I came. He lapped up my juices eagerly and then continued eating me out only now more vigorously. His tongue lashed in and out of my pussy occasionally flicking across my G-spot and eventually bringing about a second orgasm.
I looked over at David sitting helplessly watching his sweet wife getting pleasured masterfully by a huge black man with tears rolling down his cheeks. I had seen it all before and could not feel sorry for him now. I had cried a million more tears than him and it was him that had hardened my heart towards his excuses and lies. Doug was fingering me now with one huge digit and then he introduced a second as he began his oral gymnastics on my clit with his tongue. My head was now thrashing from side to side as I moaned and groaned with ecstasy. When I came my back arched and my legs opened further as my fluid gushed into Doug’s face and mouth before I collapsed exhausted on the table top.
I lay spent as Doug kissed my stomach and breasts and taunted David “Ever seen her cum like that before little white stud?” “Please stop” he begged “please don’t screw her. She will never want me after she’s had that fucking monster inside her” “That’s the idea” Doug grinned as he stepped in between my knees and aimed his enormous cock at my sopping wet hole. He nestled the tip of his cock up against my lips and then using his hand slipped his knob up and down against my lips and began inching in slowly. As gentle as he was being, he was still much more man than I had ever had inside me and I whimpered and whined and beat my fists against his chest the whole time he was entering me until I felt his cock came to rest against my cervix. He gave a little nudge to make sure he was as far as he could go in and then leant in and kissed me all over my face and mouth. “Are you ready Miss Daisy?” he asked. “Oh my god I am so full, filled with your beautiful big black cock. Make me cum please; fuck me harder than I have ever been fucked”
With that he began stroking in and out slowly, gradually picking up the pace until he was pounding into me. I held on to my breasts to stop them bouncing right off my chest and then began mashing them in my fists and whining like a wounded animal as he battered my insides with his relentless hammering. The pain caused by his sheer size soon became exquisite pleasure causing me to orgasm over and over again each wave a little stronger building up to the Tsunami as his load clashed with mine inside me and we both cried out in blissful relief and he rocked slowly to a halt inside me. We briefly forgot David was there until we heard him sobbing “Oh my god you came inside her. Why did you let him? What if…?” Doug cut of his whining with “So does she ever let you fuck her anally David?” “Oh god no, please don’t…” “Shut up”
Doug pulled out some jelly and lubed my ass and his cock up really well before bending me the table. “Are you sure you want this Honey?” He whispered in my ear. “Oh yes Doug, fill my ass, fuck m y brains out” I said wanting that big hard dick inside my body again. He handed me a pillow from the sofa and said “bite into this” and began sliding in slowly. Despite my best efforts not to I howled into the pillow as I bit down hard. Oh god it hurt so much that I nearly backed out. I nearly asked Doug to pull out but then the pain began to fade. A few moments later it felt nice. Suddenly Doug scooped me up and turned around with his cock still in my ass and stood only inches in front of David lifting me then impaling me over and over again. I began rubbing my clit furiously, I wanted to cum so badly and then I felt Doug’s cock pulse inside me and then I felt his warm thick cream fill my bowels. This triggered my orgasm immediately. Doug lifted me off his now deflating organ and turned me around so that David could watch his cum running down my legs as he kissed me deeply.
We cleaned up and got dressed. As I was finishing up Doug said “You keep in touch pretty lady” and then turning to David and untying him said “and you get the fuck out of here and never let me see you again” “And I want you packed and gone by the time I get home at 6:30” I added. “But…” David started “GET OUT” boomed Doug. David hurried out without even clearing his stuff from his office and I thanked Doug very much for his help with the situation. “Believe me the pleasure was all mine” he grinned “now I just have to deal with that daughter of mine”
I stopped by the bar I had agreed to meet Marcus at and he had 2 friends with him, Stephen and Jason, both white and reasonably good looking. We had a couple of shots of courage each and then headed to my place. When I got there I asked the boys to give me a couple of minutes and then come in.
I went in and found a suitcase sitting near the front door but it would not have been enough to have all of David’s things that he needed. A little angry that David had not done as asked I stormed down to the bedroom where he was waiting for me “please baby, can we talk about this” he begged in a pathetic voice “talk? Again you mean. You will just give me the same excuses followed by promises. No more talk, I need to be on my own and look after myself” I said confidently. “Or have Doug look after you, isn’t that what you mean, aren’t you his little whore now?”
“You fucking prick, how dare you” just then the boys came in. “What the fuck? What are these assholes doing in my house? Especially the black asshole” Doug said with surprise as they glared at him. “Well it’s a good thing I invited them because you certainly didn’t learn anything this afternoon. They are here to make sure you learn and to make sure you leave. Grab him boys” I barked.
As Stephen and Jason grabbed David and pinned him in a chair Jason held his face so that he was forced to watch as I started removing Marcus’s clothes starting with his pants. “Let’s see if this legendary cock is as amazing as it is supposed to be” I said as he stepped out of his pants and I hooked my fingernails into the waistband of his bulging underwear. “Oh sweet lord I’m gonna die” I said as his colossal and not yet erect cock rolled out a good 11 inches down his leg. “Look at that honey, Marcus brought a baseball bat with him. Let’s see if I can get you to first base Marcus” I said as I took the head into my mouth and started pumping his shaft.
I heard a crack and out of the corner of my eye saw David’s face go bright red from receiving a slap as punishment for trying to look away. I groaned loudly to add insult to injury and turned to the boys and said “what are you waiting for”. The boys stared stripping David’s clothes from his body as he kicked and screamed but he was no match for these two athletes. Once they had him naked they bent him over the back of a sofa still facing the bed that I was kneeling in front of now going to town on Marcus’s gigantic prick. I sucked his balls one at a time into my mouth and kissed every inch off his equipment over and over then resumed pumping it with my hand so I could watch as Jason sat in the sofa and roughly grabbed the hair on the back of David’s head to hold it up and Stephen lined up behind him with his own pants now around his ankles.
David screeched like a 12 year old girl as Stephen plunged into his ass and started fucking him. Tears ran down his cheeks and he swore and cussed everyone in the room. “Jason shut him up please” Marcus said. Jason began explaining “Now listen little man, I am going to unzip my pants and you are going to swallow every inch of my cock…” “If you force that thing in my mouth I will bite it fucking off” David screamed interrupting Jason. “Oh if you do that you had better swallow it quick to make room for Stephen’s and then Marcus’s monster before he jams it up your skinny white ass” Jason taunted as his cock now bobbed around a couple of inches from David’s panic stricken face.
“OPEN” Jason yelled as he pulled David’s face toward his cock hitting him square in the eye with his knob. David reluctantly opened his mouth and Jason rammed his cock upwards sliding it deep inside David’s mouth and then pulling it out as David coughed and spluttered. He repeated this and then took a more gentle approach as David started to comply a bit more.
Meanwhile I was now sitting on the end of the bed watching with Marcus kneeling between my open legs and his tongue probing my pussy. I knew he was bisexual now as all the boys were but he ate my pussy divinely. Alternating between slow purposeful click sucking with G-spot rubbing to frenzied attacks both with lips and fingering at the same time. I came several times and I have to admit that the thought of receiving Marcus’s cock in my pussy was helping.
Just then Marcus pulled me off the bed and lay me across the floor on my back looking up into David’s eyes. He stood above my waist and then scooped up my legs and put them over his shoulders and squatted a little until his cock head rested against the entrance to my quivering pussy. “Do it” I yelled. David stopped sucking and screamed “Noooooooooooo” as he saw his wife of 11years receive at least double and this time nearly triple the amount of meat than she ever had before. I felt my eyes bulge nearly out of my head and I opened my mouth to scream but no sound came out. Despite the priming I had received from Doug’s big cock earlier that day nothing could have prepared me for this.
I watched a bulge roll up my stomach toward my belly button as his cock slid in and then watched it roll back own my firm flat stomach. My insides burned with agony for a long time before the pain became soothing pleasure. When I begged Marcus to fuck me harder tears streamed down David’s face as I guess he realised I would never be turned on by his pathetic dick again, and he was right. Soon I felt an orgasm building and concentrated on performing for Marcus which worked a treat as he grunted and spurted blast after blast deep into my unprotected womb filling me completely.
He slowly withdrew and his sperm rolled down my belly letting my husband know that I could well fall pregnant to this man that he despised. I scooped some of the cum off my belly and stuck it in my mouth and groaned with pleasure before collecting a second helping knowing that I never swallowed David’s sperm and this would add to his punishment.
“My turn boys” Marcus boomed. They had both deposited a load into my cuckold’s mouth and ass and were waiting for the changeover anyway. To be honest I was lost in sheer pleasure and my desire for revenge had been satisfied. I lay on the bed on my back now with Stephen massaging my tits as I swallowed his cock and Jason eating my pussy. My concentration was broken by a blood curdling shriek and I propped myself up on an elbow and still pumped Stephen’s cock in my fist as I looked to make sure Marcus had not changed his mind and plunged a knife into David or something.
Marcus was still behind David and he had a slightly startled expression on his face as David was slumped over the chair unconscious having passed out at the invasion of his rectum that had just taken place. Marcus checked for a pulse and breathing and once satisfied he had not killed David continued to rape his ass.
David came around just in time to see the boys cover me inside and out in semen and feel his own bowels filled to overflowing with his arch enemy’s jizz. “Good morning sunshine” Marcus taunted as he noticed movement from his victim beneath him. “Seems you aint man enough to handle the Marcus meat white boy. Let’s see if your old lady is. You want a go sweet thing?” he directed the question at me although he kept looking at David as I responded. “Oh my god yes, please fuck my virgin ass (I had never let David fuck my ass) with that beautiful black monster” Stephen and Jason got dressed and helped to get David dressed and sat him down in between them in the sofa as Marcus lined up behind me on the bed facing David. He lubed me up very well and then entered very slowly. I couldn’t help but close my eyes as my tiny ass was breaking apart. I had to concentrate harder than I ever had before as I licked my lips with pleasure despite the excruciating ache in my ass. As before the agony turned to a dull throb as my ass became numb and then as feeling came back it was pleasant, enjoyable even.
As Marcus Grunted indicating he was about to blow I was surprised to feel an orgasm of my own approaching from this anal assault but sure enough I exploded at the same time as Marcus then collapsed in a satisfied yet exhausted mess on the bed. Marcus began get dressed and asked “what do you want us to do with this sorry piece of shit?”
“Drop him off somewhere a long way from hear if you don’t mind, oh and… alive please. I think he has learned his lesson” I said.
“Just the same, I think I should hang around here for a while just in case don’t you little lady? Besides I think I have a round 2 left in me, do you sweet thing?”
“Ooh yes on both counts” I replied
“Think you could handle the drop off on your own boys?”
“Hell yeah” They replied in unison both with a sly grin on their face.
“They are so gonna fuck him again on the way” Marcus said
“Well we wouldn’t want them being the only ones getting some more action now would we? You ready for round 2?” I grinned

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