Viva-Ponata

I have found a new, free sex game (new to me, not new to everyone). It is called Viva-Ponata.

If you have not heard of it, you can check it out at the following link:

http://viva-ponata.com/register.php?REF=142

If you use the link, I get credit for the referral (if you reach level 5), and I get 25 diamonds (which is a type of currency in the game).

The game is a sort of a sexual simulation game. You pick your name, you can earn money by performing various illegal acts (selling Viagra, stolen DVDs, turning tricks). And you also can enhance your appearance (which adds to your beauty, so you can get a better job, for instance). I am a fairly tame character in real life, so this allows me to let my hair down. I mean, I look forward to turning tricks – someone has to choose your ass among all the prostitutes working the streets.

I am by no means an expert at the game, but it is a fun diversion. If you want to try it, sign up (free), and drop me a note. I am leesa@SD. SD is a short for Seductive Dreams. I am the least experienced porn actress in the studio, perhaps a plus in some ways.

I don't really like online gaming, but this is . . . sorta cool. If you are interested, I would appreciate you using the link. And who knows, perhaps we can chat there!

Ta-ta. Camilla being a Leesa on Viva-Ponata.

Oh, and to enhance my "turning tricks" aspect of the game, I will write a bit about the various johns from the game. Yeah, I know most johns want their anonymity. But every once in a while, a john will want to roar, "I fucked the crap out of this whore."

My Fantasy Fulfilled

By Her husband ( JULY 99)

Me and Carol have been married almost 30 years and have always had a great sex life.
She will just about do anything anywhere, as long as it is with me.
Through the years we have discussed my many fantasies, one of which is her fucking another man.
Her reply to me was always maybe someday but I will have to be very drunk and in the right mood.
We have been going to swingers clubs for some time now and I must confess deep down something tells me that I really don't want her to go through with this fantasy of mine, but going to these clubs really turns me on by just the thought of other men try to hit on her and fuck her.
And she knows this and does a real good job of driving me crazy.
Because of her great looks and fantastic body she never has any trouble getting guys to hit on at these clubs.
I usually sit back and enjoy the show and Carol knows it, after a few drinks and some sexy dancing with guys at the club we usually find our way to the back with a couple of them to on of the private rooms and Carol will give one or two guys a hand job and sometimes if she has been turned on she will give a couple of blow jobs while I fuck her.
this has always satisfied me and we generally end it there.

One weekend we decided to go out for a couple of drinks, now let me tell you Carol is a good looking 50 year old women she always gets the looks from men when she dresses but when she dresses hot she is a knock out.
To my surprise this night she really outdid herself.
When she came out of the bedroom she had on a skirt that just about covered her ass, no panty hose red high heels and a skimpy blouse opened to the third button, I took one look at her and had to fuck her before we left.

We arrived at the club about 10 o'clock and for some reason I felt this night was going to be something special.
As we walked up to the door I couldn't help but notice that she had opened another button on her blouse and her tits were in full view.
She looked at me and gave me a smile as we walked into the club.
As I started to walk to our usual table she stopped me and said that she would rather sit at the bar which was very crowded, there was only one stool available so she squeezed in and sat down next to two guys who took one look at her and I could tell right away they liked what they saw.

After a few drinks and some heavy conversation carol introduced me to the guy on her left as John who immediately after our introduction asked her to dance, I figured she was having a good time and I was also just watching her turn these guys on.
I decided to leave them alone and see what happens, as I was walking away I couldn't help but notice Carol had her had on his crotch and he had a very visible hard on.
She knows this really turns me on we made eye contact and smiled I watched for a while and went to talk to some other friends.
I must have talked for quite some time because when I returned Carol and John where not in the bar area.
After looking around the dance floor I walked into one of the couples rooms and in the back on some mattresses I couldn't help but notice those red high heels sticking straight up in the air her skirt was pulled up and her blouse was wide open, John had his cock slamming her as hard as he could she also had a cock in each had and one in her mouth.
We have been in this situation many times before but I was always the one fucking her.
There was a mini gang bang going on and I could tell by the look on her face that she was very drunk and enjoying every inch off it.

The guy in her mouth must not have been the first as I got closer I couldn't help but notice she had cum on her face and hands, The scene made me horny as hell there was Carol fulfilling my wildest fantasy and it looked like she was loving it.
I actually had to stand on line with my cock in my hand to get a chance to fuck my wife.
As I came closer I could her talking to each guy she had them so turned on some of them came as soon as they put there cock in her.
She would be disappointed at this and ask for more. When it was my turn she looked me straight in the eye and said fuck me hard I am not sure to this day if she knew it was me?
After I dropped my load I couldn't help but notice all the cum oozing out of her cunt. I guess I was taking to long I was told to move over and I did, As I looked over my shoulder I couldn't help but notice the next guy had what looked like a 10" cock he got on top of her and without any hesitation pushed it completely in I looked at Carol her back arched her eyes opened real wide and she gave a groan and started fucking him wildly.
This went on for a little while longer until John showed up whit a couple of drinks he brought back, as he approached her he picked her up she immediately started kissing him and went with him sipping the drinks he brought back, I decided to sit back and watch what happens all the time stroking my cock.

After about ten minutes Carol finished her drink and was drawing a crowd around her again she still had her red heels on the skirt was gone and her blouse was completely opened.
John at this point had other Ideas for her he stood her up and was dancing real slow with her whispering in her ear and I could see she was nodding her head yes to whatever he was saying.
I followed them to the bar area and decided if his plans were to take her out I was going to step in but that not what he had planned. Carol was real drunk and could hardly walk and they all knew this at this point she was much better on her back.
John took her to the dance floor and every body started dancing with her with there cocks out and she would stroke each one and get to her knees and suck until he would cum.
After about ten minutes of this she just stayed on her knees and sucked cock for about a half hour.
If you are wondering what I did your right I dropped a load in her mouth.
I decide this was enough she was a mess cum all over her face a tits I approached her and stood her up and walked to the bathroom cleaned her up and took her home we fucked for what seemed like all night

I am not sure I liked this new step we took but she sure did..
Carol and I are regulars at the club and it's not just blow jobs anymore.

Hamilton and Gregg - The School Years

By Gregg Dean( JULY 99)

Everyone knows your parents stopped having sex years ago.
As soon as your family was complete your parents stopped that form of unpleasantness.
No one can, or likes to imagine their parents in passionate congress, so therefore the truth is our parents don't do it.
Neither do school teachers. Teachers are odd in all respects and I apologise now if you are one.
There's nothing personal I hope you know.
Maybe I just didn't understand the education systems as a whole.
Everyone hates school. Pupils hate school, teachers hate school.
In fact teachers hate the pupils.

Teachers are a species beyond my comprehension. Sartorially challenged, (where do you buy jackets with patches on the elbows?) sufferers of terminal dandruff and full time owners of cars even Noddy wouldn't drive.
One teacher particularly comes to mind here. Mr. Bent, our P.E. instructor.
After a lot of digging we found out his first name was Willy and from then on we made his life a misery in the sadistic way that only children can.
"Shut up you little pricks," he would say, "if I wasn't here teaching you little bastards, I could be fishing."
By way of retaliation Hamilton and I used the words "prick" and "bastard" with abandon around the school, eventually blaming it on Mr. Bent who got himself a week's suspension.
Hamilton reckoned it was Bent's own fault.
"You can't go around using fucking language like that.
The bastard had it coming."
I reckoned we had set him up and I felt bad about it.
Not only that, I knew he would wreak his revenge using subtle and commanding ways peculiar to teachers. I decided to handle the situation by brown-nosing my way out and when Mr. Bent returned to duty, I stole a packet of his favourite brand of cigarettes and took them down to the gym.
The door to the gym was locked - well almost.
After pushing twice, the latched popped back and the door swung open. Inside, I heard Mr. Bent working out.
Obviously dedicated to his body, he kept himself in good shape in his own time.
I was impressed and this compounded my feelings of guilt.
I couldn't see him immediately. Then I heard the sound of Mrs. Cooper the deputy head.
She too was down here exercising as she was clearly out of breath.
I found them both in the gym store room on the mats. Mr. Bent and Mrs. Cooper were entirely naked and she was bent forward over the vaulting horse, her pendulous tits hanging over the front. Mr. Bent's hand was playing free with the biggest muff I'd ever seen outside of Red Square on a cold day.

Every now and then, she would urge him to "do it to me" and he would line up his erect baton with her passage, though how he ever saw where he was going to push it with all that hair in the way was a mystery to me.
I tugged at my crotch as my little man had responded to the sight.
"Cone on," panted our deputy head, "shove it in hard."
Mr. Bent obliged, pushing his rod all the way home. Mrs. Coopers mammaries swung magnificently at each stroke, and she cried out in passion.
"There," growled the PE teacher. "what do you think of that you hot bitch-puppy?"
"Yes, again, again."
As he thrust in carefully measured strokes, he manoeuvred his hand to cup her swinging breasts, playing with the large brown nipples between his fingers.
She moaned, covering his hand with hand with her own and pushing them to her chest.
He suddenly broke from the arrangement to get down on his knees.
Parting her copious pubic rug, he lapped at her moist pussy, and she writhed in ecstasy, tittties swinging around out of control.
"What's going on here, Gregg?"
I turned round in alarm to see Hamilton, whispering at my shoulder.
He had evidently followed me down to the gym.
"See for yourself." I whispered.
We watched in fascination as our very own deputy head, stood legs apart, hanging over a vaulting horse while our P.E. instructor, sucked on her clit.
While my mouth was dry with excitement and the keen thrill of a voyeurism, Hamilton allowed himself a low chuckle.
"Well, well. Mr. Bent and Mrs. Cooper, in the gym, with a vaulting horse."
He made it sound more like Cluedo.
"Your nose, Bill. Push your nose in." she urged.
I turned to face Hamilton and he grimaced.
"Did she say she wants his konk up her cunt?" I asked Hamilton.
"Perhaps she's used to fucking aardvarks," he replied.
Mr. Bent obliged with the nose bit, keeping his tongue working her clit.
We then watched as Mrs. Cooper sat back onto Mr. Bents lap, neatly slotting his cock in her muff.
It became obvious that our rutting educators had never in their wildest dreams considered getting caught, as they were remained completely oblivious to our presence.
Mr. Bent's hand went round between Mrs. Cooper's legs, to play with her prominent clit.
"Is she gonna suck him, d'you reckon?" hissed Hamilton, a fan of the blow-job. I wasn't much worried.
This was good enough entertainment for me. As far as my education was concerned, if these two were quite prepared to give us a practical lesson, I'd be happy to sit the exam at a later date.
Visions of me having to take Veronica Smith from behind in order to graduate appealed to my adolescent horniness.
"Bill," said the deputy head huskily, "Bill, I'm coming. Fuck me harder, I'm coming."
Her hips moved vigorously on his lap, one of his hands playing with her tits while the other ran moist circles over her clitoris.
Her breathing came harder and harder and her hip movements became more urgent.
"Yes, fuck me Bill. "She repeated. "Go on, fuck, fuck."
Her breathing came in sharp intakes, ragged with small cries of ecstasy.
Her hands moved behind her, gripping his sides, digging in her nails.
Then she came. It was the first time I had ever seen a woman come.
She released her breath and uttered one long groan, falling forward in a single throe of pleasure.
She remained still for a long time.

"Is she gonna suck him now?" asked Hamilton again.
"Shhhhh!" I hissed.
By way of an answer Mrs. Cooper removed herself from Bent's stiff member rubbing it between her hands.
Bent lay back and moaned.
She moved her mouth down to the helmet of his cock.
Her tongue played lightly with the end, and Bill writhed on the gym mats. Suddenly she stopped.
"Shit, Bill. We're being watched." She ran to her discarded clothes and placed them over her naked bits.
"What are you two doing here?" Mr. Bent demanded angrily.
"The gym's out of bounds during lunch-time".
"You'll find yourselves on report if you don't leave immediately," added Mrs. Cooper, recovering somewhat.

I was no good in this kind of situation.
No matter how wrong they were, I knew I was guilty of blatant voyeurism whilst completely out of bounds.
I hung my head, shamed-faced.
Hamilton on the other hand was made of different stuff.
Even at fourteen he had an innate grasp of one-up-manship.
"I came to tell Mrs. Cooper that her husband is on the phone, what shall I say you're doing?" he said simply.
It was a magical moment.
The silence was profound.
The tension in the air, tangible, as the balance of power shifted second by second.
They were both lost for words. We all knew Hamilton was lying.
My jaw dropped in admiration at his inventiveness and sheer nerve.
"Look boys," said Mr. Bent standing up, his member now at half mast and swinging round like a ship's boom, "we had better all keep this quiet. I mean we could all get into trouble here."
Mrs. Cooper nodded.
I was about to agree and leave when Hamilton pressed home his advantage.
"I'm sorry, but we weren't the ones on the job. I'm not sure how we could get into trouble."
Mr. Bent's face contorted with anger.
"Look you little pricks. I've had enough or this. I'm going fucking fishing".
He reached into his jacket pocket and took out his car keys.
Summoning up as much dignity as a man with his dick in a semi erect state can, he left the gym, walked naked to his car and was never seen again.
Mrs. Cooper, unable to suffer cat calls of "hot bitch-puppy" from elusive pupils, left to become a sex therapist.

This small scandal died away and sex in school life was almost exclusively extra-curricular.
I do remember one sweet moment during a school swimming lesson when Christine X (she's now in government) slid aside the leg of her bikini pants, whilst hanging onto the edge of the pool.
I came up behind her, she took my hard cock in her hand and guided it into her pussy.
I remember coming.
The strangeness of the situation added to the erotic moment and I thrashed around in ecstasy to the extent where a life guard came over thinking I was drowning.

Hamilton's sexual experience outweighed my own by some considerable amount.
He was confident, street-wise and better looking then me.
At sixteen he was up to fucking our French teacher both in and out of school hours, but the strangest even took place during an appeal for crisis aid.
It was decided that everyone in the school exercise their imagination in order to raise money for good causes.
Being rowdy and adolescent, we submitted a list of ideas which ran from a sponsored fart to a "see who can piss up highest up the wall" competition.
Actually the wall pissing competition had the additional bonus that Sheila Watts would probably win, and she was worth watching.
I remember Hamilton and me being treated to a special viewing of Sheila and her unusual technique.
"Poke your finger in just below the clit, pull back and there you go." She explained proudly as she ejected a golden stream from a standing start out of the window and into the staff car park below.

There was no getting away from the fact that outside of base invention, my colleagues and I suffered from poor imaginations. Mr. Shepherd, co-ordinator of the event came into the fifth-year common room.
"Now look everyone. We haven't as yet has any good ideas for raising cash. We need a good solid bit of sponsorship."
The sponsored dandruff collecting was discounted on the grounds that the teachers would win.
The nose pick-a-thon was also vetoed as was the sponsored mooning and sponsored swearing.
"You're bloody hopeless, the lot of you," said Shepherd in exasperation.
'No-knickers' Monica was in our common room at the time and raised her hand.
"I could organise a wank-a-thon, Sir." She offered sweetly. It was of course a joke and Mr. Shepherd's face went through a range of colours as he became apoplectic with fury.
"I don't think that's funny," he burst out and left the room, stopping at the door.
"I might also say that urinating over my car is even less funny and when I catch the boy who did it . . ." his voice trailed away, buried under the laughter.

Nevertheless, No-knickers' wank-a-thon event took place in secret and we lined up one evening after school, behind the pavilion, our money in one hand and cocks in the other.
Tom Casey, hidden from view, documented the event on video for posterity as each boy paid, came and went.
I turned to Hamilton in line behind me.
We had both lost our virginity to this young woman, and had had our share of experiences since.
During these episodes, Hamilton had always appeared cool and phlegmatic.
Even now while I stood erect and ready to burst, he was smoking a cigarette, reading a paperback novel.
When my turn arrived, No-knickers obligingly opened her legs so that I could grope her young pussy, expediting the event.
She placed he mouth over mine and pushed her tongue between my lips.
At the same moment I felt her hand close softly around my penis.
The three points of stimulus caused excitement to mount quickly as her hand worked my shaft with even strokes.
Her tongue played against the roof of my mouth, wrestled my own tongue and her lips slid against my own.
My fingers entered her moistness, one finger, two, three.
With my thumb, I stroked her clitoris in a combination of even strokes and tight circles.
I felt her hips move with mounting pleasure, and I climaxed, shooting my load onto a waiting tissue.
At that same moment I felt her come, her pussy contracting and relaxing on my fingers, deep inside her.

Afterward, I waited for Hamilton.
He had taken a quick head count, deftly calculating No-knickers' gross revenue.
"That'll keep a Sudanese family fed for six months." I said enthusiastically.
"It'll keep a Sudanese official in whores for a week, more like," he growled cynically.

We were all surprised as No-knickers almost tripled the expected income.
Mr. Shepherd didn't ask how she had come by the money when she handed it at a presentation.
The event was now by now an open secret. Besides, Tom Casey's video gave us a nice little account of Mr. Shepherd turning up furtively for the occasion, long after the boys had finished.
His eyes closed, knees buckling under the pleasure as No-knickers, grinning into the camera, massaged Mr. Shepherds stiff member.

Mr. Shepherd's contribution alone probably kept a Sudanese family fed for a year or more.
Hamilton reckoned it was enough for ten corrupt Sudanese officials to catch a fatal dose of the clap.
Even now I'm not sure which is the better outcome.

End.

Gregg Dean 1999 Greggdean@hotmail.com

Step-mom

By STARR( JULY 99)

My step-mother has a hot friend named Kay.
She comes to our house every Wednesday at noon for their weekly tennis game.
The court is just below my bedroom window.
I used to peep out the blinds to watch them play.
Both wear white mini-skirts and matching panties that show when they bend over to pick up stray balls.
I love how their hair flops as they dart across the court.
Kay has a long, golden mane.
My step-mother, Diane, keeps her hair shoulder-length and has her stylist color it red every week.

As Kay and Diane play, they giggle and shower each other with compliments, like 'nice serve' or 'good return.'
They're best friends. But I didn't know how much they really like each other until a few days after my 18th birthday.
On that Wednesday, the doorbell rang a few minutes before noon. I dashed down the steps and lept toward the front door.
When I opened it, I saw Kay -- or Mrs. Jameson, as I called her then -- standing on the front porch with a Prince tennis racket in her hand.
She smiled and the corners of her bright blue eyes crinkled up.
'Hi, Tyler,' she said.
I was agape.
I couldn't muster a verbal response.
Instead, I stared at the two voluptuous mounds ballooning from her chest.
A white sport-bra covered them.
Her stomach was flat and tan.
'Aren't you going to ask me in?' she asked.
'Oh, uh, yes, of course,' I said.
I stepped aside and caught a glimpse of her ass as she walked through the door.
It was petite and bounced neatly when she walked.
'So where's Diane?' she asked.
My mind struggled for words, but none came.
A bulge grew in my pants.
Kay looked down, saw my giant hump and raised an eyebrow.
She leaned into me, and I could feel her minty breath on my lips.
'Do you find me attractive?' she whispered.
My mind raced. I didn't know what to do.
Say yes? Kiss her? Strip her clothes off and make passionate love to her right there in the atrium?
My step-mother bounded down the stairs before I could say or do anything.
'Hi Kay,' she said in her southern drawl.
'I thought I heard you come in. Are you and Tyler having a nice conversation?'
Kay took a step back and turned toward Diane.
My step-mother looked great, too.
Her tits were a little smaller than Kay's, but perkier -- definitely perkier.
'Oh yes,' Kay said.
'Did he tell you about the big event this week?' Diane asked.
'No, what happened?' Kay replied.
'Our little Tyler turned 18,' Diane said, winking and smiling at me.
'Congratulations,' Kay said to me.
My face got hot and I nodded sheepishly.
'Thank you,' I said.
'Well,' Diane said. 'Shall we play a few sets, then have a few martinis.'
'Let's,' Kay said.

I watched Kay's ass as she bounced onto the porch and around the corner of the house.
As Diane moved toward the door, her hand brushed against my dick.
'Was that intentional?' I thought. 'Naw, couldn't have been.'
Then she dropped her tennis racket on the porch.
She slowly bent herself in half , keeping her legs perfectly erect, to pick it up.
When Diane stood, she shot a sexy look at me and said, 'We'll be back soon.'

I rushed to my bedroom window.
Hot cum stirred in my loins.
I yearned to see Kay and Diane spurt across the court, exposing their luscious thighs and shaking their beautiful breasts
I watched Kay scamper onto the court. She was smiling and seemed anxious to play.
Diane's voice came from the side of the house.
I couldn't make out what she was saying. But it made Kay stop, nod and giggle.
'Sounds good to me,' Kay said, then jogged toward Diane's voice.
I couldn't believe it!
I laid on my bed and sighed.
What I thought was going to be the sexual highlight of my life had been thwarted because Kay and Diane decided to play bridge or sun themselves at the pool or do whatever they were going to do.
Whatever the case, it seemed I was out of luck.
I unzipped my pants, grabbed my member and thought of Kay's ass.

The bedroom door flew open. Diane was standing in the hallway with her arm around Kay.
'I thought we might find you doing something like this,' Diane said.
My face warmed. 'Oh great,' I thought as my bare cock sat in my hand, 'another embarrassment.'
Then Kay finished Diane's sentence.
'So we decided to come up here and help you out,' she said.
I sat on the edge of my bed and took off my shirt. Diane and Kay sashayed seductively toward me.
They stopped just short of the bed and turned toward each other.
Diane planted a kiss on Kay's lips.
I slipped my hands up their skirts and felt their silk panties.
Diane and Kay stripped off each other's clothes.
It was obvious they wanted each other badly.
I had never seen Diane naked.
She was in great shape -- trim and wrinkle-free.
The thought of fucking my own step-mother excited me to the point I nearly came.
Kay was even sexier than I imagined.

Diane gazed at me and licked her lips as she tweaked Kay's pink, silver-dollar nipples.
'Now I'm going to show you how to eat pussy,' Diane said to me.
Kay sprawled herself out on my bed. Diane positioned herself between Kay's legs.
She kissed her left thigh, then the right. I played with my cock and watched. Kay moaned.
'Eat my pussy,' she said to Diane. 'Stick your tongue inside me.'
Diane peered at Kay's glistening labia and traced circles around the edge with her fingertips.
Kay arched her back and gasped.
'Mmmmm, that's good, isn't it?' Diane said.
'You like how I tease you, don't you?'
Diane raised her hand to my face.
'Suck my finger,' she said.
I took it deep into my mouth.
When the index finger was sloppy with saliva, Diane extracted it from my mouth and slid it into Kay's meat glove.
Diane fingered Kay's hole and lapped at her clit, like a cat does milk. Kay grabbed her own hair and squirmed.
'Oh, that is so fucking good,' she howled.
It wasn't long before Kay gushed all over Diane's face.
Diane ran her tongue along her upper lip and chin.
'Mmmmm, that your cum tastes good,' she said.
Now it's time to do something I've been wanting for a long time.'
'What's that?' Kay asked, huffing to catch her breath.
'Tyler is going to fuck me doggy-style,' Diane said.
Diane kneeled on the edge of the bed.
Her head was down and her ass was up.
Kay slid my shorts off of my legs.
I stood in front of her, hard as a rock.
'Here's a little warm up for you,' she said.
Kay wrapped her lips around the head of my cock and slid down.
Her head bobbed for me. Diane cranked her head to watch us and fingered her clit.
I felt like blowing my load in Kay's mouth. 'Oh no you don't,' Kay said as my body tensed. 'You can't cum yet. Go do as your step-mother says.'
'Fuck me,' Diane said. 'Fuck me hard.'
I plunged my cock into her moist pussy.
We fit together perfectly. Kay stood behind me and pinched my nipples.
Her mouth was just above my ear.
'Oh yeah,' she said. 'You like fucking your step-mother's pussy don't you? Fuck it hard. Fill her with your hot cum.'
I could feel the jism bubbling in my balls.
My rod slid easily, like a piston in a well-oiled cylinder.
As I pounded away, Diane's ass jiggled.
'Pump me full of your cum,' she screamed. 'I want it all. Every drop in my pussy.'
Kay dug her tongue into my ear.
'Shoot it, baby, shoot it,' she whispered.
I couldn't hold it. My splooge surged deep into Diane's cunt. 'Oh God,' I said.
Diane quivered as her pussy swallowed my cum.
I flopped onto my back on the bed. Diane leaned over and graced me with a passionate wet kiss.
'It's not over,' Kay said. 'We still have to finish that blowjob.'
'Of course,' Diane said. 'May I join in?'
'Certainly,' Kay replied.
My dick restiffened.
I stood and the girls kneeled before me. Kay sucked me first as Diane licked my balls. Then they switched and Diane tasted my cock.
They traded places like that until I was ready to cum again.
'Who wants it?' I asked.
They looked at each other and said in unison, 'We both do.'
'Kiss for me,' I said.
They tasted each other's tongues as I stroked myself inches from their faces.
Cum flew onto their cheeks and dirtied their hair.

Feeling satisfied, we showered and dressed together.
We went into the barrom in the basement where Diane mixed two martinis.
She handed one to Kay and kept the other for herself.
'Hey, where's mine?' I asked.
'Tyler,' she said. 'You ought to be ashamed of yourself.
You're not old enough to drink.'

That was fine with me, because I knew another tennis day was only a week away.

Climb This Pole

by Dick Throb ( JULY 99)

Gail had second thoughts about this job.
The pay was great, the hours were good and the people were nice.
She'd always been a Tom Boy and was used to rough and tumble action.
It never bothered her to get hurt an little, but she had a great fear of heights.
When she applied for the job, it was office work. Not climbing tall poles and playing with phone lines. Standing on a ladder leaning against some wires on a windy day was not her idea of fun.
But when this offer came in, the first thing she thought of was the pay. It was almost twice what the office job offered.
This had overtime, holiday pay and shift premium. God what did I get myself into.

'All right ladies and gentleman, listen up.
All of you passed the wiring portion of this school.
You've learned what the color coding is about, why we use it and how to recognize problems. Now comes the easy part. Easy my ass.

We'll teach you to so the same thing while standing on a ladder that's leaning against a wire 40' off the ground.
Are there any questions?' Gail looked around.
No one raised their hand, damned if she was going to be the only one.

'OK, partner up and lets get going.'
Again Gail looked around for someone to guide and help her.
She felt a tap on her shoulder and turned.
When she turned around she almost fell over.
'Hi, I'm Dan. Would you like to work together?'
She was temporarily lost for words.
Dan Was a dream come true. He was around 6' 4' about 225. Blond hair, deep Blue eyes and built like an ox.
His short sleeve shirt was stretched to the limits with his abounding muscle.
Just looking at him made Gail's pussy throb in wetness.
She felt herself squirming under the steady gaze of this man.
'Ah.....ah sure, I....I.......would love to......Dan. My name is Gail.'
He stuck out his hand and Gail shook it.
God he was strong.
He didn't hurt her, but she felt the solid firmness of his grip.
Slightly embarrassed Gail looked down, but not at the ground.
She was looking at the thick bulge in Dan's pants.
It seemed as thick as her arm, that started her mouth watering.
She unconsciously licked her lips and said, 'Great we can get started now if you'd like.'
'Good, I'll tell the instructor that we'll be working together.'
Dan walked away and Gail just stared at his tight well shaped ass.

After a few minutes Dan returned with two line harnesses.
'Do you remember how to ware one of these?'
Gail looked at it and said, 'Yea I think so.'
'OK, you put it on and I'll check it. I used to be a lineman in the Army, but they still require everyone to attend this school.
I guess because of insurance'
Gail fumbled round putting the harness on while Dan watched her.
It fitted pretty good except around her thighs.
It was ridding up into her pussy, but she was afraid to say anything. Dan looked at her and smiled.

'If you fell with the harness like that your womanhood would be over.
The doctors would have to sew your love canal closed.
Gail had to smile at the reference to her pussy.
'Well, how would you do it?' She asked.
'Do what, protect your womanhood, or wear the harness?'
She laughed at him and said, 'Both.'
'First I'd adjust this harness so it won't rip your insides out if you fell. As for the second part of your question, I'd love that canal like it was made of gold. I know you've heard the expression, women are sitting on a gold mine.'
'Yes I've heard it before, and you know what? It's true.'
They both had a laugh over that. Gail knew they would get along fine.
Dan fixed her harness with gentle hands.
He brushed her all ready wet pussy a couple of time.
Maybe by accident or maybe on purpose.
She didn't know or care, it felt wonderful.

They worked all day up and down the poles.
Each time Dan was there to see she didn't fall.
But it was still very frightening to climb to the top.
Each time Gail came down she was shaking like a leaf.
Dan asked her if she was all right, she said she was and asked him to not tell the instructor.
Dan promised he wouldn't.

At the days end everyone headed toward their cars in the lot.
Dan stopped Gail and asked her if she'd like to stop for a drink and unwind.
'I'll tell you what Dan, I don't live far from here, why don't we go to my house and unwind?'
'That's a great idea. I'll follow you'
'OK, stay right on my ass.'
'No problem, I'd follow your ass anywhere.'

She hopped in her car and took off down the road with a big smile on her face.
God it's been almost three weeks since I'd been with a man.
If I judged that bulge in his pants right, tonight was going to be great.
Gail checked her mirror several times, not wanting to lose Dan.
Just like he said, he was right on her ass.

It only took 10 minutes to arrive at Gail's house.
They parked their cars and headed inside the house, it was cool and comfortable.
Gail left the air conditioning on all day.
'Hey Dan, why don't we jump in the shower, then we can take a swim in the pool?'
'You have a pool?'
'Hell yes, I would ask if I didn't have one. Follow me I'll show you where the shower is.'

Dan followed her outside to a small but very nice brick building next to the pool.
He noticed the whole yard was surrounded by shrubs at least 6' high.
Dan could just see over the top.
Inside were three shower nozzles protruding from the one wall.
There were no partitions or curtains between them. Only one curtain along the whole shower area to keep water off the carpet on the floor.
The room was furnished with a small refrigerator, a large couch, a couple of big overstuffed chairs with end tables and lamps.
Behind a small partition was a toilet and sink.
There was a closet on one wall with shelves inside full of towels.
He was beginning to get the idea. He would have to change in front of Gail, no problem with that.

Gail looked at him and said. 'Well, what do you think?'
'This is great, it's really nice. I'll bet you could have a cozy little party in here.'
She looked at him with a big smile, 'We sure can.'
With that Gail stood on her toes and kisses him full and wet on the lips.
Dan opened his mouth to except her tongue.
They kissed for several minutes as their hand felt each others body.

Gail pulled away and said, 'Lets get into the shower and wash off this dirt and sweat.'
She began removing her clothes as Dan watched.
Her breasts popped out of her bra and stood out from her chest, just the right amount of sag.
Her nipples were pink and hard.
She started removing her pants while Dan took off his shirt.
She was right, he was built like an ox. Strong chest with big arms.
As Dan started to unbutton his pants Gail stopped.
She wanted the first view of that thick piece of meat hanging between Dan's legs.

When his pants hit the floor Gail just gasped. Her eyes got big and her mouth watered.
There was at least 8' of soft meat hanging in front of her. God how big will it grow?
Dan noticed the wide eyed opened mouth look on her face.
He smiled and said, 'Don't worry Gail. It only gets a little longer but it gets thicker and harder.'
That made her smile too.
She loved a cock that would fill every hole she had.

They finished undressing and got into the shower.
The water felt wonderful cascading down her breasts and thighs.
They each turned around a few times to get good and wet.

Gail grabbed the soap and started washing Dan's back.
She had to reach up for his shoulders, then soaped his strong arms. Gail washed every part of Dan‘s body.
She paid particular attention to his ass and cock.
She washed his balls and stroked his now hard cock with her soapy hands.
He was right, now it was about 9' long and very thick.
All the while, her pussy was wet and dripping.
God, that cock felt magnificent in her hands. She continued washing Dan's balls as he reached for the soap.
Now it was his turn.

Dan soaped up Gail's large tits and stomach.
He rubbed her tits slick with soap until her nipples were as hard as diamonds.
He then ran his soapy hands down her stomach to the patch of dark hair, it was already slick with her juices.
She moaned out loud as his hand pushed against her pussy.
Reaching between her legs, Dan fingered her asshole.
This caused a reaction he hadn't expected.
Gail pushed herself back and impaled her asshole with his finger as she let out a scream of delight.
This brought a smile to Dan's face. He loved an ass woman.

They kept up this washing and exploring until Dan couldn't take any more.
He rinsed off and grabbed Gail by the shoulders motioning her to her knees.
Gail didn't resist for a second.
She opened her mouth and allowed Dan to insert as much of his cock as she could take.
She surprised him by taking almost half of his granite cock.

As Gail stroked the hard meat filling her mouth, she reached back to Dan's asshole.
He spread his legs giving her all the room she needed.
With traces of soap still on Dan's ass, her finger slid in easily.
When she pushed her finger in his asshole Dan hunched forward slightly forcing his cock deeper in Gail's mouth.
She adjusted her head and let Dan push his cock in.

Now she was ready to do a job on him.
Gail sucked the head and tongued the underside of his glands.
It was difficult because of the size of Dan's cock, but Gail did her best.
She tongued it and sucked it while stroking his long shaft.
All the while she was pumping her finger deeper in Dan's asshole.

It didn't take long until she felt his cock thicken and pulsate. She knew he was going to cum any minute.
She pumped her finger harder into Dan's asshole as she stroked his pulsating cock.
Her mouth was like a vacuum sucking up all his precum, the taste was marvelous.
Dan grabbed her head holding it tight, but not pushing his cock any deeper.
She stroked and sucked as he grunted loudly and shot his load into her mouth.

Feeling the walnut sized gland in his ass turned her on more.
She felt her own orgasm suddenly build to exploding limits. Gail shrieked and squealed as best she could with her mouth full of hard cock.
She squeezed her legs and moaned as the spasms raced through her body and screamed out of her pussy. Her juices flowed down her legs.
Her pussy was opening and closing as the muscles clenched on nothing.

I need to be filled, my pussy is so empty.

Dan let out a tremendous moan that came from deep within his body. 'AAARRRGHHHHH. . . . Oh God! Oh God! I'm coming.'
Gail was rewarded with the largest blast of hot cum she ever had.
She gagged and choked as the super heated fluid shot into her mouth.
She swallowed as much as she could, the remainder spilled out of her lips and ran down her tits warming them.
God would he ever stop?
Each beat of his heart sent more cum into her mouth.
Gail drank and swallowed while pumping his cock to milk it dry.
Soon he stopped cumming and held her head as his cock softened and fell from her mouth.

Gail released Dan's cock and smelled the bouquet of her own pussy juice mixed with the fragrance of Dan's cum.
While she was sucking Dan's cock, she had a powerful orgasm herself.
The carpet was wet from her juices.
The aroma made her even hotter.

Holding Dan's half erect cock in her hand, Gail said, 'That was wonderful.......do you think you can get this monster to work again?'
'Oh I think he'll cooperate, what do you have in mind.?'
'I want that hunk of meat buried deep in my asshole.'
Dan looked down at her and smiled saying, 'I'll pound your ass until you beg me to stop. I'll fill it up with hard cock and shoot cum into your stomach.'
'I'd love to feel that.' She said with a smile.
Dan turned her around and said. 'First I want to lick and suck that beautiful asshole of yours.'

She has such a delicious ass Dan thought.

Gail bent over the couch and spread her cheeks.
Dan got on his knees and licked her crack from top to bottom.
He buried his tongue in her pussy and licked up the juices that dripped from her cunt. He licked her hard and long.
Stroking her cunt all around with his fingers while his tongue centered on her asshole.
He spread her juices over her ass with his tongue. Gail was thinking, God what an ass man he knows what to do.

Soon Dan concentrated on the pink wrinkled hole between her cheeks.
He rimmed it with loving tender wetness, passion and desire.
Pushing his tongue inside her ass and moving it around caused Gail to squeal with delight.
Gail was moaning loudly and pushing her ass into Dan's face as her fingers were buried deep in her pussy, her juices ran freely.
He licked and sucked her asshole as the fragrance of her pussy juice made him hotter and hotter.

He felt his balls expand with another load of cum boiling inside.
Gail's ass was lubricated with spit and pussy juice, ready to be entered.
Standing behind her Dan placed the head of his large cock against her pussy and coated it with the hot slippery juice that flowed from deep within.
Then he held his cock at the base as he slowly pushed in the head. With only a slight pressure the head popped inside.
Man she must be used to this, it's a perfect fit.
Gail let out a little whimper as his cock entered the small dark hole.
The thought and feeling of Dan's hard cock entering her asshole blew her mind.
Slowly, Dan's cock expanded her hole causing her to have another orgasm, gushing hot juice all over her hand.
She screamed loudly and convulsed as her pussy gushed with fluid.

She pushed back as hard as she could, wanting his cock deep inside her ass while her pussy exploded.
Gail squeezed Dan's cock as she came and came.
Feeling dizzy and faint, her legs shook with weakness but she stayed with it and slammed back against the prodding shaft in her ass.
It felt so good, she moan out loud, 'Oh Dan, do me, do me hard and fast.
That's wonderful keep going, fill me up make me feel the hardness deep inside.'

Once his cock was completely lubricated, Dan began a slow in and out motion until his entire cock was buried deep inside.
It was so warm and soft.
It felt nothing like a pussy, as her asshole closed and squeezed his entire cock. His balls rested against her hot wet juicy pussy.

He'd pull out until just the head was inside then slowly push his full 9' into her darklove canal. This slow thrusting and pulling caused Gail to reach back and grab his ass with her hand.
'Faster.......oh God faster.'

Dan grabbed her hips and pushed hard into her ass. Soon he had a steady rhythm going.
He pushed to the limit and pulled out again.
Each time increasing his speed and tempo. His balls kept slapping her wet pussy making a squishing sound.

It didn't take long before Dan felt the familiar tingling in his balls.
They boiled with cum.
His back was tight as the sensations ran up his legs to his stomach.
He pushed in as far as possible burring his cock deep inside and holding it there as his balls released it's pent up load of steamy hot cum.
'OH GOD!......I'M FILLING YOUR ASS.'
He felt the load explode from his cock and run deep inside Gail's ass.
He was sure it reached her stomach as she tightened her muscles.
God it felt so good, squirting and squirting his load.
Gail wriggled her ass around as Dan struggled to hold her tight against his buried shaft.
Gail screamed, 'Oh God Dan fill me up.......Oooohh fill my ass with your cum.
I CAN'T STAND IT.......I'M COMING AGAIN. AAARRRGHHHAAA.'
Gail howled and yelled as my hot load gushed inside.
After a few minutes she went almost totally limp on the couch.
Her knees were firmly planted on the floor, but I could feel the tremors flowing through her body as her pussy juices flowed out and ran down her legs.
The sudden burst of sweet pussy juice filled the room with the fragrance of her sex.
This unexpected pleasure caused my cock to explode with another load of cum.
God damn, a double load, that's never happened to me before.
My body tensed as the load shot from my balls.
The only reaction from Gail was a deep satisfied moan of pure pleasure and euphoria.

Slowly my shaft softened and laid in her asshole.
Gail closed her muscles around my cock while I slowly pulled it out.
This created a milking action and drained my wilting shaft of all it's fluid.

Once my cock was out, I backed away and looked down at Gail ass. I saw my cum dripping from her reddened asshole.
I hope I didn't hurt her, it looked sore.
'Gail, are you all right?'
'Oh yes, I'm fine. That was soooo good.'
Kissing her neck and shoulder gently, I held her close for a few minutes as we both let our hearts settle down to a normal beat.

After a few minutes we got up and headed for the showers again.
Thoroughly drained of all animal lust and passion, we washed slowly and kissed softly.

Gail and I spent the remained of the evening swimming naked in the pool while we explored each others body.
I made an outstanding dinner for the two of us. We talked and learned a lot about each other.

Gail told me of her plan to pass the class.
She told me she was going to blow and fuck Bill Durum our instructor.
'Gail, if you do for him what you did for me, he'd give you a PH.D. in electronics.'
We both laughed over that.
'Dan, I'm not a whore, but I have characteristics that I can use to get what I want, and by God I'll use them.'
'Hey, you won't get any argument from me, as long as I can have a little myself.'
'Dan after the way you fucked me today don't worry. You're my number one man. I'll suck you off anytime, as long you promise to fill my ass with that beautiful cock you have. I just felt I had to tell you what I was planning. You don't mind?'
'No Gail I don't mind.

You're a smart woman and the only problem you have with this job is the height.
It's not like you're cheating on the wiring that will get someone hurt.
Like I said, I don't mind.' We're not in love.
We both know what we what, and it seems we both want the same thing.
With that they kissed long and wet.

After Dan excepted Gail's invitation to spend the night, she washed his clothes so he'd have them clean for tomorrow.

They sat down and Gail explained her plan to seduce Bill Durum. But, that's another story.

Cabin in the Woods

By Dick Throb ( JULY 99)

The radiance of the morning sun drifted through the windows.
It's rays warmed the air and caused the dew to melt away in small droplets of moisture. The sounds and smells of the new day rekindled my mind and brought back thoughts of last night.
I recalled the last moments of bliss, as sleep captured my mind and I drifted off onto dream land. I remembered the warm feeling of Scott's cum running down my ass as it seeped from my wet pussy.
God, what a wonderful night.
After our love making, Scott kissed me for a long time and walked off to the shower.
I fell asleep while my mind drifted in euphoria.
The rays of sunshine warmed more then just the air.
I looked at Scott laying in bed next to me and felt the familiar tingling between my legs.
I knew he'd be completely naked under the sheets.
I examined his form and starred at the bulge I knew to be his flaccid manhood.

Slowly I ran my hand under the sheet until I felt his soft warm shaft in my hand, Scott moaned a little when I moved his balls.
Gently pushing the sheet aside, I leaned over and licked the head.
I smelled the fresh scent of soap and felt the heat radiating from his body.
Pulling my long hair back I lifted Scott's cock with my tongue and closed my warm wet mouth around the head.

Using all the gentleness I could muster, I slowly sucked all of his flaccid cock into my mouth.
I held it there enjoying the feeling of the thick soft flesh filling my mouth.
When I moved my tongue around the head Scott moved a little and moaned again.
I wonder what he was dreaming about? Soon I felt it start to grow.
It expanded in my mouth as it got thicker and longer.
As it grew I had to adjust my head to keep as much as possible enclosed between my wet lips.
This slow wet sucking and tonguing caused Scott to react as expected, his manhood expanded to it's full 8" I released my long hair and allowed it to flow across Scott's legs.
Placing my arms on each side of his body gave me full access to his expanded full length.
I pushed my head down taking as much of his cock as possible and slid back to the head.
Scott's cock was covered with warm wet saliva.
Now I began an easy slow rhythm of up and down stroking with my mouth.
Each down thrust went as far as my throat would allow.
I felt Scott's hardness hitting the back of my tongue.

Soon I tasted the precum that leaked from the small opening in the head.
I licked it and swallowed in anticipation of his Mother load.
My pace increased as Scott's hips began pushing up to meet the wetness encircling him.
He moaned out loud as his hands reached for my head.
Scott's hand closed on my long hair and stroked it as I continued to suck and fuck his cock with my mouth.
He pushed his hips up, being careful not to hurt me while his hands were busily stroking my hair.

I began feeling the pulsating beat of his heart deep inside my mouth as his cock expanded a little more.
Scott's moans became louder and longer as his thickened shaft moved within my mouth.
I knew he was about to cum when he let go of my hair and placed his hands at his sides pushing his hips up and holding that position.
I moved my lips to the head of his cock as I knew the load would fill my mouth.
His precum flowed like a summer stream. I sucked harder and harder.
Scott pushed his hands down and held himself suspended while he let out a loud groan of delight and animal passion.

'AAAAGGGGGGRRRAAAAH,......GOD SWEETHEART I'M CUMMING..... I'M CUMMING'
With that Scott's cock expanded one last time as the steamy hot cum blasted from the small hole.
I pulled my heads back to allow as much of his cum as possible to fill my mouth before swallowing all that I could.
Each beat of his heart sent more cum squirting and gushing from his bloated balls.
His boiling cum shot deep inside my throat as I swallowed and gulped his load of hot love juice.

Scott stayed suspended while the pulsation's and quivering continued. His body was hard as steel while his skin was covered with goose bumps.

Soon I felt him relax as his body slowly lowered to the bed.
His now empty cock began the wilting and softening euphoric stutter of passionate release.
I trapped Scott's shriveling cock in my mouth, wanting to hold it as long as possible.
I continued a soft sucking and licking motion while his body relaxed.
Feeling his heart beats deep in his cock return to normal, I let his completely flaccid and drained manhood slip from my loving mouth.
Looking up at Scott I said.
'Good morning Dear. How was your night?'
He looked down at me and said.
'Great, but not as wonderful as my morning.'
I climbed up to Scott's arms and held him tight as the taste and flavor of his sweet cum remained in my mouth.
God I love him, I wish I'd retired years ago, our sex life has never been better.
Scott held me close for sometime. Then we decided to take a shower and start another wonderful day in the wilds of the north woods.

After breakfast Scott went outside and began chopping wood for the fireplace.
I cleaned up the kitchen and got my list for the store.
The drive to town was almost an hour, so we only made that trip once a month or when we really needed something.
Our careful planning paid off.
We would get a months supply of food and paper products.
We bought all our dairy products at a local farm.

'Scott, I'm leaving for town now. I have the list, did you think of anything else?'
'No, I think that's all we'll need for a while.'
'OK, Iâll be back around 1:00 PM, bye.'

She's one terrific woman, but I was really worried about her retiring.
I lost all my privacy and personal time.
I love my wife but when she retired, I couldn't imagine spending every day all day long with her.
Now it's like we're discovering each other all over again, everything has worked out great.
Our sex life is renewed to a point of personal unveiling.
Glenda's doing things I've only dreamed about and she's more open to experimenting with new ideas.
I can't believe some of the things she comes up with.
Like giving me a wake up blow job in the morning, she would never have done any thing like that before she retired.
Maybe it's the clean air, the woods, the privacy the fact no one is around.
Even the choice of buying this cabin on a lake surrounded by 40 acres of woods.
It was out of character her living in the woods, but a very good choice. Having it's own electrical supply and well, we only leave to buy food in town.
I fish and hunt for most of our food, but a can of soup or a pasta dinner is good once in a while.

Cutting enough wood to last a few days left me a little tired but refreshed.
The exercise was good. I don't mind cutting wood but I don't want to do it every day.
I cleaned up around the yard and checked the fuel level for our generator.
It was reassuring to know we have it in case of a big storm knocking out the power or problem with the electric company.
Once in the kitchen I washed up and made our lunch.
Glenda would be back very soon so Iâll make something real nice.

Lunch was just about ready when Glenda returned from the town.
We put everything away then sat down for a leisurely but scrumptious meal.
Small talk and big talk accompanied the lunch.
Believe it or not, we talked about different ways of having sex.

Why didn't we have discussions like this years ago.
Now we're both in our 50's and talking like teenagers.
I thought Glenda had something on her mind by the way she was talking, but I would have never guessed what it was.
'Scott, you know what?'
'No, dear what.'
'Well, you know how you like to play with my ass sometime when we're having sex?'
'Yes, I know.'
'I never told you before but I really like it. I've done a lot of reading on anal sex, I want you to fuck my ass.'
Glenda never did mix words.
She is sweet and lovable.
She has a flaring temper and always speaks her mind, but this threw me for a loop.
I've wanted to fuck my wife's beautiful ass for years.
Even at 52, she had an ass that would make your mouth water and your cock jump to attention.
She'll never know how many times I've jerked off thinking about fucking her ass deep and hard.
Her spoken words caused a stirring and growing feeling in my pants.

'Hell yes, I've always wanted to do that.'
'That's wonderful dear. I wasn't sure of your feeling on that subject, but hoped you wouldn't mind.
Like I said, I've been reading about it and it sounds exciting, and different.
Lets get things cleaned up and play around some, maybe we'll discover something new.'

When everything was put away, Glenda and I jumped into the shower.
We soaped each other, paying special attention to the areas of sexual desire.
Glenda washed my cock and balls.
She soaped my butt good and fingered my asshole.
That felt wonderful and sexy.
I wonder if she'd think I'm nuts if I told her my fantasy?
After a few minutes she inserted a finger inside my asshole.
My cock got as hard as a rock.
Glenda noticed a change in my demeanor to one of pure pleasure.
She pushed more of her soapy finger into my ass.
Looking at me she smiled, and knew I was enjoying her finger pumping deep inside me.

My balls swelled with boiling cum as my cock throbbed with the pounding blood of desire.
Glenda stroked my cock from the base to the head, she pushed her finger deeper in my ass searching for my walnut sized gland.
I moaned with delight when she found it and started massaging it with her deeply buried finger.

My knees grew weak and I began shaking.
Moaning and groaning with delirious pleasures of release, I pushed back against her hand.
Glenda sensed my urgency and fucked my ass harder while she pumped my cock faster and faster.

I grabbed the wall for balance as my boiling cum blasted from my granite hard cock.
'AAAAAHHHHGGRRRHHH', 'OH GOD GLENDA.........OH THAT FEELS SO GOOD.'
My cum splashed on the wall as she continued slamming my asshole and pumping my cock, wanting to milk it dry.

Slowly Glenda pulled her finger out of my ass.
She held my flaccid cock in her hand and kissed the head using a lot of tongue.
'See, I told you it would be fun.'
'Yea, Iâve wanted you to do that for years.'
'You should've said something before, but now we can learn from each other.'
With that she kissed me deep and wet.
We finished washing and got out of the shower, Glenda dried me and I dried her.
Damn she has a nice body. I can hardly wait to lick her ass.

Getting into bed I pulled the sheets back while Glenda climbed in.
We rubbed and stroked each other and talked.
'Scott you really seemed to enjoy it when I put my finger in your ass.'
'Yes I did, it was great.'
'Why didn't you say anything about it before?'
'I thought you'd think I was nuts or something.'
'Oh Scott, I would never think that. I was embarrassed to ask you to fuck my ass, but I did. I know how you like to finger me while we're having sex.'
'Yup, I do like your ass dear.'

Glenda leaned over to the night stand and opened the drawer.
Reaching inside she said, 'When I was in town I got these.'She pulled out a battery operated vibrator and some anal lubrication.
'Damn, you're really getting into this idea aren't you.'
'Well Scott, like I said. I've done a lot of reading and we might as well start out right.'
I felt my cock getting hard again.
The sight of the vibrator and lubrication sent ideas of grandeur running through my head.
My cock continued to grow and thicken while we kissed.
I licked and sucked Glenda's full breasts until the nipples were as hard as diamonds.
I reached for her pussy only to find it wet and dripping with her love juice.
Leaving a trail of wet kisses down her stomach caused her to moan and push her hips to me.
I kissed all around her love canal while spreading some of her juice on her asshole.
Glenda squirmed and wriggled on the bed.
After a few minutes she grabbed my hand and pushed it into her pussy.
I licked and sucked her clit as she clamped her legs closed and screamed.
'OH SCOTT, PUSH HARDER......HARDER ......OH GOD SCOTT I'M CUMMIMNG. AAAAAEEEEEHHHHHAA.'

Her pussy exploded with a gush of hot slick fluid from deep inside.
Her body trembled and quivered as the waves of orgasmic splendor roared through very soul.
She kept moaning and wriggling for several minutes as the tides of pleasure subside.
Finally she let out a small whimper and smiled with a look of deep satisfaction and tranquillity.
We held each other for along time and kissed.

While we embraced in passion and romance, Glenda reached down for my throbbing manhood.
She slowly stroked it making small cooing sounds.
All the while my bloated cock leaked precum as an indication of the load that filled my balls.

Rubbing the precum all over the head of my cock Glenda asked. 'Are you ready to try this dear?'
'I sure am, but I don't know if this piece of rock meat will fit in there. I don't want to hurt you.'
'Don't worry, it'll fit just fine.' Glenda turned onto her left side and raised her right leg exposing her ass and pussy to me.
Oh, what a beautiful sight. I had an overwhelming desire to lick her dark rose bud before fucking her.
I laid down behind her and spread her slender pillows of flesh with my hands.
She smelled of fresh soap and oils.
When my tongue circled her rose bud she let out a small whimper and whined. 'OOOUUUUU............That feels soooooo good, don't stop.'
I rimmed her ass for several minutes while Glenda softly moaned with delight.
When the area was thoroughly covered with saliva, I wet my finger and slowly slid it in her asshole.
'OUUUUHHHEEEAAA, Scott that feels so good, put it in all the way.'
Pushing my finger in all the way caused her to clamp the muscles tight around my finger.
It was held tight for several seconds while she relaxed and enjoyed the feeling.
Then I started a slow in and out movement that brought renewed sounds of pleasure.
Glenda reached for the vibrator and turned it on as she rubbed it against her wet slippery pussy.
She moaned with rapture as the instrument of pleasure slowly entered her love canal.
I heard the soft buzzing sound and felt the vibrations through the thin membrane of skin separating her pussy from her asshole.
God, that would really feel good on my cock.
I pulled my finger out and spread some lubricant all over my cock and Glenda's ass.
Mixing the lubricant with my precum made it very slippery.
Glenda moved her ass to me when I rubbed my cock head around the hole of my affection.
Slowly applying pressure the head popped right in, only to be held in place by her tight muscles.
I held it there for a few minutes as she continued filling her pussy with the vibrator.
Soon her muscles relaxed and eased the grip holding my intruding shaft.
I could feel the vibrations running all over my cock as I pushed deeper into her dark virgin hole.

The warm tight vibrating feeling of this new place almost caused me to cum right then.
Slowly I pushed all of my 8'granite cock into her ass, it was buried deep within her dark confines.
Glenda reacted by pushing her ass to me and jamming the vibrator deeper inside her juicy wet love hole.
'Oh Scott...........that feels so wonderful. It's filling me up, I'm so full. Ohhhhh.'
Slowly I pulled a little out and pushed back again.
This developed into a smooth rhythm of fucking.
Each time I pushed in Glenda would slam her ass into me.
My balls were slamming against her wet delicious pussy filled with the vibrator.
I know this isn't going to last long, my balls are boiling with cum, it feels too good.
Glenda moaned out loud and called my name as I filled her ass with my massive cock.
All the while she was churning and slamming her pussy with the vibrator.
This caused a scream of magnificent splendor to erupt from Glenda's mouth.
'AAAGGGGRRRAAAAHHHHH............IâM CUMMING......OH SCOTT.......I'M CUMMING AGAIN..........AAAAGGGRRRAAHHHH.'

She smashed her ass into me while she plummeted the vibrator in and out.
Her ass muscles clamped tightly on my invading cock as the spasms of orgasmic elation's blasted throughout her entire body and soul.
I held her close as she screamed, wriggled and squirmed on the bed.
With my cock buried deep in her ass I received the full effect of her powerful orgasmic convulsions.
This caused her pussy to explode with hot steamy juice that covered my balls with it's hot fluid.
Soon Glenda relaxed and eased the grip on my cock.
Her breathing returned to somewhat normal as she said. 'Now Scott, fuck my ass hard and deep.'
I pulled out a little then back in as far as I could go. Beginning a deep hard thrusting motion brought about returning pushes from Glenda.
I grabbed her hips for leverage and slammed her deep and hard.

The glorious warm feeling surrounding my cock was amplified by the vibrator still buried deep inside her pussy.
These combined feelings, joined with my hard pumping caused my balls to boil with hot steamy cum.
My cock pulsated and throbbed with anticipation.
It grew even thicker and harder as my body tensed.
I felt goose bumps and tingling all over my body.
My head became light and dizzy as I was lost in a feeling of pure animal lust and desire.
I was in a state of delirious euphoria when my load of boiling hot cum exploded with the force of a geyser.
'AAAAAGGRRRAAAAHHHH.........OOOOHHHAA'
I held my cock deep in her ass while my body trembled with the explosion of pent up emotion and lust.
Glenda screamed as the hot load was blasted deep inside her ass burning the tender walls.
This cause her to have another powerful orgasm.
She was turning into an animal.

She squeezed her muscles as my cum pumped and squirted out. I've never cum so much before, I didn't think it would stop as my balls kept squirting and squirting.
After several minutes we both calmed down.
Our hearts slowed to it's normal pace and the tremors left.
My wilting cock gradually slipped from her beautiful dark rose bud.
My load of passion dripped out across her pillows of soft white flesh, only to remind me of how wonderful it had felt to put it there.

Glenda rolled over and kissed me long wet and hard.
'Scott that was amazing. I've never felt so full of your love before. I knew you'd like it, and I loved it.
We're going to have to do that again real soon.'
'That sounds good to me dear, but I'm going to have to wait until my head clears up. That was so intense I thought I'd pass out.'
'Sweetheart I can wait, I didn't mean right now anyway.
We have to clean up and try to catch that big Bass you saw the other day.'
'Right, lets jump in the shower.'

Glenda and I washed up and talked about how wonderful that last venture felt.
We both agreed it was marvelous and wanted to do it again.
I don't recall just what I said, but Glenda's response was, 'If you liked that, wait until tomorrow I have another idea'

I thought, Damn, this retirement might be great after all.

A Gift from the Past

MARIAN RICHARDS(Oct 99)

The Arizona summer night was warm but the low humidity made it very comfortable.
The camping area we chose wasn't crowded at all. Most residence camped in the Spring or Fall, not wanting to fight the summer heat. All of the campers here were from States in the North.
The area was laid out with plenty of room between the tents and campers dotting the desert sand.
The only growth around were scrub trees and cactus. They were called trees but weren't much more then large bushes that offered little privacy between sites.
This was one of the few areas that had a small lake near the campgrounds, so it was quite popular during the regular season. It was also illegal to pick up and burn wood or anything else found laying on the ground. If anyone wanted a campfire they had to bring their own wood.
It offered swimming and hiking with marked trails leading to old Indian ruins that were thriving villages years ago. These ruins and history of these villages are what brought most people to this are.
Fortunately most people obeyed the laws prohibiting the removal of Indian artifacts, so there was still a lot to see.
The sun sets in this area are very erotic. It's very large on the horizon, creating beautiful colors in the sky
As it sinks below the far away mountains long mysterious shadows appear on the ground. Some say you can see Indians slowly riding their houses through the shadows.

My interest in American Indians began when I was about 12 years old living on the family farm.
I was playing outside one day and found a stone that looked like an arrow head. When I showed it to my Grandpa he explained that it was in fact an old Indian arrow head.
I didn't know until that day that my Grandpa was part Indian, so that made me part Indian too.
He had studied Indian stories, myths and history all his life.
He told me stories of the many ceremonies that celebrate different things in the life of the tribe.

This got me started on a quest of study and knowledge that eventually brought me to this spot today. It was an area that was inhabited by the Apache tribes and was full of history, being here was a life long desire.
I wanted to see for myself the hard struggle for survival that was necessary in this land of sand and nothingness.
As I walked around the ruins, my mind was filled with pictures and feelings for the people that once lived here in the desert. I could see the ceremonies and rituals being performed, the happy faces of a people so proud and respected.
My husband Bill said I was possessed, but I think it's just a complete understanding and belief in all that I've read and learned over the years.

Bill and I were relaxing by the low campfire after a long day of hiking.
We had taken a good swim in the lake to wash up and cool off then had a wonderful dinner. Now was a quiet time left to thoughts and small talk.
We discussed driving up to the Indian Village ruins and spending the night there under the stars.
We had a trailer, but I wanted to be outside and maybe experience some of the wonders of the village mythology.

Bill and I had been married for 12 years and this vacation was kind of a get to know each other again.
So far it's been wonderful, we talked about feelings, our desires, and fantasies. It was so wonderful we acted like a couple of 18 year kids.
Our renewed sexual desires didn't spark, they burned with a tremendous flame and passion that never seemed to dwindle.
We had sex every morning in our camper and usually 2 or 3 times a day in the desert.

Besides water and the usual survival items, our pack always contained a blanket and other things necessary to have a good sexual romp in the sand.
We were beginning to get a full body tan from having our clothes off so much in the sunlight.
Early on I discovered the sun screen we bought also makes a good lubricant for sex.
Not that my vagina need any lubricant, but we discovered an alternative way of having sex where the lubricant was necessary.

Earlier that day we were walking around one of the Indian ruins holding hands when we started kissing.
He placed his hand inside the back of my shorts and started rubbing my butt cheeks.
He kneaded my cheeks while moving his fingers to my ass hole, Bill had never done that before and the new feeling and sensation felt good.
Immediately I became wet and felt the juice slowly filling my underwear.
We continued kissing while I removed my shorts and opened up his pants. Bill's fully erect cock jumped out like a spring board.
I've always admired the size and strength of Bill's cock, erect it was 8' long and as thick as the small end of a baseball bat. It filled my vagina with great pleasure and actually created pressure and suction when he pumped deep inside me.
I wasn't sure what he had in mind but the feeling I was experiencing was excitement, pleasure and joy.

While his fingers continued to massage my ass, I pushed back against his hand.
He was now getting the idea that I liked the new and different thing he was doing to me.
I rubbed his expanded cock and felt the precum that was leaking from the small hole in the end. It covered his cock as I stroked it from top to the base.
I was getting hotter and hotter as Bill's finger poked and probed my ass.
Soon I wanted his finger deep inside, that's when I got the idea of the sun screen.
Pulling away from Bill, I reached into the pack and got the bottle of sun screen out.
'Dear, I think this will help in our new adventure.'
He looked at me and smiled saying, 'I knew this stuff would be useful for something besides the sun. That's why I bought this brand, it's an all natural blend with no chemicals.'

Bill looked around to make sure we were alone and removed his clothes.
I took off all my clothes and let the warm sun envelope my body.
I'd never been naked in the outdoors before this vacation, but the unobstructed freedom and independence felt wonderful.

Standing naked within the Indian ruins and letting the warm sun cover my body gave me the feeling of being alone in the world.
It took me back in time when the village was full of life and energy, only the bare necessities, water, food and shelter were needed. I imagined love and the struggle of life itself is what held these people together, you could say I'm a romantic type.
Everything was shared, the work, the food, the hunt and the protection of each other was a common goal. It was like everything felt right and good.

I laid my clothes on a rock and motioned for Bill to come to me.
My slim body and 40 D breasts always attracted attention and looks from men, and some women.
But the only person I ever wanted to impress was my husband.

When he was standing front of me I reached out for his beautiful body and closed my lips around his granite manhood.
His moans of pleasure were transmitted through his entire body to the end of his erection buried inside my mouth.

He was so thick all I could do was close my lips around the head and tongue the soft glands on the end.
His precum anointed my tongue and filled my mind with visions of his love and desire for me.
Holding my head still, I only moved my tongue as Bill slowly and gently pumped his wondrous meat between my wet lips.
He placed his hands on my shoulders and kept a steady rhythm with his hips while I too moaned with pleasure.
His excitement and passion transmitted to my body and mind causing me to become fully aroused as I leaked juice all over my bottom.
I knew he was about to cum by his breathing and tight grip on my shoulders. His manhood thickened even more until all I could do was hold the very tip in my mouth.
I gently squeezed his balls as his load of hot cum shot far into my mouth.
With experience and love, I learned to receive his several ounces of hot cum right down my throat.
He grunted and moaned calling my name as the hot fluid was pumped from his balls and shot into my stomach.
After the third large squirt his cum slowed to a steady drip each time his heart beat.
Sucking and drinking all that was offered to me I milked him dry with my hands.
Soon his manhood shrank to a point where I could again take almost all of it in my mouth.
I moaned with pleasure knowing that I had made him feel so good.

Giving Bill a blow job didn't go without causing an effect my own body.
My wetness covered the clothes I was sitting on and the fragrance of my own juice filled the tranquil warm air with it's sweet aroma.

Bill pulled his flaccid organ from my lips and let it fall between his legs.
Looking at me he said, 'Shona, you make love to me like a mad woman and I love it dear.'
He reached down and we kissed for a lone time while he rubbed my vagina spreading hot juices around the outer lips.

After a moment he knelt down between my legs as I leaned back allowing Bill to spread my legs apart.
He tenderly kissed my wet opening and moved his tongue all around the lips spreading delight and pleasure between my legs
. If one could be called an expert at giving oral pleasure to a woman, then Bill was such a man.
He manipulated his tongue inside and around in such a manner that it felt as though several little tongues were assaulting my love hole at once, licking the walls on all sides and going deep within.

It didn't take very long until I felt the wondrous tensions of orgasm building in my body. I pushed my thighs into his face as his tongue now buried itself deep inside my furnace of love.
Bill squeezed my breasts and fingered my nipples knowing I was again about to give him the pleasure of drinking my hot juices.
Suddenly the quiet day turned into dead silence, locked in space and time as the warm orgasmic pleasures raced through my body and exploded from deep within my love canal. I felt the hot juice flood into Bills mouth and felt him swallow the sweet reward of his tender loving care.
He continued to lick and suck me as wave after wave of magnificent amazement flooded my body.
Nothing in Gods world felt as good as having my husbands lips locked onto my vagina sucking my juices.

Soon my head stopped swimming and the quiet sounds of the desert returned to my ears.
'Oh Bill, I love you so very much.' 'I love you to dear.' He stood and gave me a long wet kiss.
I could taste my still warm juice on his lips, but learned a long time ago how sweet it really is.

After a few minutes we pulled apart and stood up.
I felt Bill's monster of love hard and throbbing between my legs.
He looked into my eyes and said, 'Are you willing to try something a little different now?'
' Yes Dear, I'll try anything you want. This place does something to me that I can't explain, but I do anything.'

Bill reached for the sun screen and squeezed some onto his hand then spread it all over his granite meat.
I knew what he intended to do, so I turned around and leaned against the rock again.
The excitement and arousal were almost too much to imagine.

To my surprise and delight Bill got onto his knees and spread my as cheeks apart until my pink wrinkled button was totally exposed to his view.
He stuck out his tongue and started licking the outer ring of my Rose Bud.
This gave me a new sensation that was both wonderful and strange.

His wet tongue felt soft and warm as it traveled around in circles to the center of my dark canal.
There Bill stopped and pushed a little of his tongue inside. I thought maybe I'd be a little repulsed by this action, but it felt marvelous and stimulating.
My juices started flowing again and ran down my leg as my anticipation and desire built. Slowly I pushed my rear back against Bill's probing tongue until I felt it pop inside the ring of muscle.
Mmmmm it felt so good.

His strong hands spread my butt cheeks wide as his tongue assaulted my hole causing my whole body to shutter and shake.
OH GOD IT FELT WONDERFUL.
I was reeling with a pleasure unknown to me before.
I pushed back harder and harder.
Now Bill was fucking my ass with his tongue and I screamed with delight as another more powerful orgasm raced through my body.
He quickly placed 4 fingers in my vagina catching as much of my superheated fluid as he could.

After a minute I settled down and Bill stood up rubbing his expanded manhood with my hot cum.
It glistened in the hot Arizona sun, giving it the look of a mythical golden staff. I could hardly wait to feel it buried deep inside.
I turned around again and Bill spread the sunscreen on my ass and his tool of love.
The mixture of sunscreen and my juice made everything very slippery.
He placed the end of his cock against my hole and pushed slowly. It was very uncomfortable, but didn't hurt at all.
I really wanted it inside, I'm sure that had something to do with the way I felt.
He was going slow, not wanting to hurt me when I decided it should be in now. I pushed back hard and felt the enormous head pop inside past the ring of muscle.
Now it hurt. I let out a small whimper and Bill started to pull out.
'No don't. It feels too good. Just let me relax for a minute.'
We were both very still until I pushed back and told him to go on.
Slowly he pushed more and more of his long cock in.

Each thrust in was matched with a slight pull out. Soon all of his 8' was buried in my hole. I felt his balls resting against my dripping pussy.
Bill held himself still while I pushed and pulled.
Getting used to the monster in my ass, I told him to fuck me good and hard.
He started a slow in and out movement that brought the head of his cock right to the opening, then back in again. This tempo increased and soon we were both slamming back against each other.
He moaned with delight and emotion while I screamed with pure animal lust.
God never in my life has anything felt so intense and fierce.
I wanted it all and didn't want to stop.

We banged and slammed making a wet squishy sound when his balls slapped my pussy.
The tremors of a great orgasm were rushing through my body and mind. I became dizzy with pleasure and ecstasy as the feelings grew into a blasting mind exploding experience.
I think I actually scratched the rock from my grip as my vagina spewed the hot juice from my body. I screamed and screamed, shattering the desert silence with the sound of an Indian War Cry.

This was all it took for Bill, he grabbed my hips and slammed deep inside one last time and grunted loudly as his balls erupted in a fountain of hot steamy cum.
I felt the fluid burn a pathway deep inside when his cock blasted it's load.
'OH GOD BILL..... OH GOD.......IT'S SO GOOD.'

I stood straight up and squeezed my ass tight not wanting to let go.
I felt his cock pump hot juice each time his heart beat.
Bill held me tight and squeezed my breasts while kissing my neck and shoulders.
Ever so slowly his wilting manhood softened and soon was it's normal size, but still I held it captive in my ass.
'Sweetheart your going to have to let it go.'
'No, not just yet. I want to feel you inside some more.'

We held each other for a long time until I finally pulled away and allowed his flaccid shaft to fall out.
Turning to Bill I said, 'I don't know what ever gave you that idea, but it was wonderful. I think we can do that again and again.'
We kissed long and hard for several minutes, our tongues winding and stroking each other.

In our truck we carried several 5 gallon containers of water, so cleaning up was not a problem. We settled down and gathered all our clothes.
Our drive back to the campground was filled with talk about what had happened and how much we both enjoyed it.

The next day we decided to drive up to an old village and spend the night under the stars.
We packed food, clothes, extra water and whatever else we need for the stay. It was a 2 hour drive from our camp to the village.
Our time was filled with conversation about Indian legends of the spirit world. Bill never made fun of me or ridiculed my beliefs in the legends and myths.
He understood my studies and gave me all the support any woman could ask.

We arrived at the village just before noon. Bill unpacked the truck and set up our camp site while I made lunch.
When everything was cleaned up and put away we walked around the ruins.
Even though Bill was at my side, I felt alone within the ruins.
It might have been my mind playing tricks or the brilliant Arizona sun, but I could see images walking around the abandoned village. I felt a presence of intense power and love.
I didn't mention any of this to Bill, they were my thoughts and feelings and they were doing things to my mind that I couldn't explain.
We enjoyed the sights and surroundings all day long, taking pictures of everything and each other.

We brought enough wood to build a nice campfire next to the area we chose to sleep. We each had our own sleeping bags so we put them right next to each other.
The night was so beautiful, full of stars and desert sounds, when we made love that night we did so on top of the bags.
The fire was down to nice glowing embers with just a trace of smoke rising into the night air. We fell asleep in the dreams of lovers.

I must have been dreaming of a time lost to man when I opened my eyes and looked at the fire. I saw the smoke slowly rising into the night, but it didn't vanish like before. It stayed several feet off the ground and seemed to gather in on itself.
I kept watching as the smoke became a cloud of light gray movement, I was mesmerized at the sight before me.

Slowly a figure emerged from the cloud and drifted toward me.
It was a man, an Indian Chief in full head dress with long feathers draped down his back onto the ground.
I recognized the paint on his face and arms, he was an Apache Chief.
The only clothing was a loin cloth and leather wrapped feet to his knees.
His long black hair hung down to his shoulders and swayed as he walked.
He was carrying a very decorative staff in his right hand and a bow with arrows in his left. He approached me in complete silence and knelt next to me.
He placed the bow and staff on the ground and held out his hand to me. In my dream state I took his hand and received a shock that jolted my body. There was a sudden brilliant flash of light that temporarily blinded me, I was surprised but not frightened.

Within a second the light faded and I found myself in a teepee next to a small burning fire.
The warm flickers of light caused shadows to dance on the sides. I looked around in amazement at the buffalo blankets on the ground and other skins hanging on the walls.
Everything was so clear and sharp, I couldn't believe my eyes. Suddenly the night was filled with the sounds chanting, singing and dancing. Again I recognized the songs of the Apache.
it was the ceremonial song of 'Changing Woman.'

The Chief was standing next to me as I laid naked on the blankets.
He removed his head dress and carefully hung it on a wooden hook.
He was beautiful, his tall muscular body glistened in the fire light.
I was able to see every detail on his body, there was no hair which made the many scars stand out.
These reflected the various battles he had fought to survive in an ever changing world.

He was standing at my feet when he removed his loin cloth. His erect penis stood out like the horn of the great buffalo. Kneeling my feet he lifted each foot one at time and began kissing my toes until my whole foot was covered with warm saliva. Then I felt his hot breath on my legs as his warm tongue traced a soft trail up my thigh to my pussy. My legs were gently pushed apart while he got between them and touch his tongue to my wet vagina.
The music outside the teepee was building and getting louder as his tongue traced around the dripping lips of my pussy.

Oh God the feeling was wonderful.
His soft wet tongue, the glowing fire and warm reflections sent me into an immediate orgasm.
My body trembled and shivered into orgasmic heaven while my mind swam in ecstatic release. I screamed so loud the music and songs could no longer be heard.
My hot juices burst from me while he drank and licked my wide open gash.
He kept his mouth on my vagina until my breathing settled down and my heart slowed.
His soft licking continued for several minutes collecting my hot flowing juice.

Then slowly, as if in a dream, he moved up to cover me with his strong muscular body.
His radiant heat surrounded my body like a warm blanket of love. His strong arms were on either side of me as our lips touched. I opened my mouth to receive his tongue and tasted my still warm juice.
Our tongues met and danced together twisted in the heat of passion and romance.

As we kissed, his granite hard cock eased itself to my wet open vagina.
With no guidance or help, he pushed one time and buried several inches of hard meat deep inside, I felt his balls slam my ass.
My body reacted as though I'd been jolted with a hot poker, it burned so good.

Our kiss never broke as he began a slow in and out motion that again sent me into another world.
Searing waves of pleasurable heat stabbed through me as my orgasm erupted and covered his manhood with a torrent of molten juice.
This caused him to increase his tempo and soon he was slamming me hard and fast. It felt as though I was lifted of the ground each time he slammed into me. I had never felt such glorious force and vigorous energy before.
My mind was a thousand miles away and in another world as my body was hammered with magnificent delight.

Soon I felt him tighten and become stiff as his muscles reacted to the impending orgasm about to explode.
His cock thickened and became longer and harder just as I felt numerous hot blasts of cum shoot deep inside of me.
He held me very tight and called my name as the fluids exploded from his cock.
The pulsating eruptions lasted several seconds and hot juicy cum squished out around his poisoning manhood only to run down to my ass.

After several minutes he pulled his flaccid manhood from my swollen reddened vagina and lifted himself off me and stood at my feet.
My insides burned with the fullness of life given to me in myth and legend.
I was swimming on a cloud of gratification and understanding.

The Apache Chief looked at me and said, 'You have received a gift from a forgotten time. You would have been my princess, only to be served by the people of our tribe, your life would have been one of pleasure and happiness at my side. Your name, 'SHONA' means Cloud Princess. One that can be seen and admired, ever changing, but never held or caressed. Your world and mine are not the same, therefore the only gift I can give you is one of your dreams and desires.'

My mind was still whirling and spinning when he reached for my hand again. I touched his hand and again saw the blinding light before me.

Within a second it cleared and I looked around.
Slowly my senses returned and the real world came into focus.
I was inside my sleeping bag, cozy and warm. The fire was still burning with a low flame and Bill was sleeping next to me.

Then I noticed the extreme wetness between my legs.
Opening the sleeping bag I examined myself, and saw my vagina was puffy and red.
The fluid covering it indicated I had sex.
Again I looked all around searching and wondering, but saw nothing.
The only evidence of my 'Dream' was the steady seeping of cum from my vagina.

I looked back at the fire and saw a figure drifting in and out of the smoke toward the star studded sky.
For a brief time the smoke took the shape of the Apache Chief in my dream.
He was on a great White horse galloping away, he turned and smiled at me, then dissolved into thin air.

I still wasn't sure what happened, but made up my mind I'd never tell anyone about this experience.
It's something I felt and knew was real, I also knew no one would believe me.
He said it was a gift from the past, I'll take it as that and be forever grateful. I know in my heart, I was in a past life and received the ceremony of the 'Changing Woman.'
The legends and myths are real, I know because I was there. With that knowledge I was content, my life long studies a success.

My heart, body and mind were completely relaxed, filled with joy and satisfaction. I laid back and closed my eyes, dreaming of Indians loving and living all around me.

Summertime Pleasures - Part Two

(Oct 99)

"A New Twist."

In the morning, Christie knelt beside Justin's bed and kissed him as he lay sleeping. Justin stirred a bit and opened his eyes; Christie was wearing a white robe and smiling at him.
Justin reached out with his arms and pulled her and she got up and laid on the bed next to him.
She stroked his cheek with her hand and said, "Let's take a shower and go do something fun today."
"What time is it?" he asked sleepily.
"Eight-thirty," Christie replied.
"Is everybody else still asleep?" Justin asked.
"Yeah. So let's take a shower together and get going before they wake up."

Justin stretched his arms and yawned as Christie got up and pulled his arm.
Justin sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed and yawned again.
Standing, he reached in his bag and grabbed his toothpaste and toothbrush as Christie waited for him.
When they reached the bathroom, Justin asked Christie to wait outside while he pissed.
Christie just smiled and said, "Quit being so shy! I've seen guys piss before! Don't you think that I know that rod between your legs has a dual purpose? What do you think I use my clit for?"
They both went into the bathroom and shut the door and Christie dropped her bathrobe and sat nude on the seat and pissed while Justin started the shower and brushed his teeth, glancing over at her occasionally with a smile.
He had a hard on and knew he'd spray the bathroom if he tried to piss standing up and so when Christie finished and got up to brush her teeth, Justin sat on the toilet and held his cock down as he relieved himself.
Christie was enjoying watching Justin's dilemma and tried to keep from laughing as she watched him. She climbed into the shower and Justin flushed the toilet and climbed in himself and playfully pushed her aside as he stood under the running water.
They washed each others hair and then each others back and as Christie was reaching for his cock, they heard the door open. They both froze still under the running water.
Justin looked out of the curtain and saw Karen nude sitting on the toilet, pissing.
She smiled sleepily up at him as he looked at her dark- haired pussy and her luscious breasts in front of him.
"What are you two doing up?" she asked as Christie's head popped out the curtain.
"We're going exploring. Do you and David want to go with us?" Christie asked. Karen yawned and said, "No. We'll be down at the beach."
Karen got up and flushed the toilet and walked out closing the door behind her as Christie returned to soaping Justin's cock.
Her deft strokes soon had him shooting streams of jism out of the end of his grateful rod as the creamy fluid dripped off Christie's stomach and down the drain.

When she had milked the last spurt from him, she kissed him on the shoulder and smiled as she asked, "Will that hold you for awhile?"
"God yes, Christie! You're too good for me." Justin replied as he leaned over and kissed her.
Christie laughed and jokingly said, "I know!" After they dried off and went downstairs, they went into the kitchen.
Christie grabbed a grocery bag and got six warm beers out of the six or seven cases that were packed away in the cupboard under the counter and put them in the bag and folded it.
Handing the bag to Justin, she took a set of keys from her back pocket and said, "Here, take my keys and put these in the back of my van. We'll put them on ice later. You should go do it now before anyone else gets up."
Justin walked out of the cabin to the van that was parked off to the side of the cabin. The morning air was still crisp, but the sun had just cleared the eastern mountains and Justin could tell it was going to be a warm day.
Opening the sliding door on the van, he was amazed. Inside there was a propane stove with two burners and an oven, a booth tucked in between the stove and a then a closet and a cushioned bench around a table, a small refrigerator and sink, and lots of closets.
Except for the absence of a bathroom and shower, one could live in this vehicle.
Justin closed the door again and sat outside on the deck and smoked a cigarette.
When he was done, he walked back inside to find Christie cooking sausages on the stove while David's Aunt Mary was making coffee.
Mary turned and smiled. "Justin, if you like coffee, I'll have a pot in a few seconds. What do you kids have planned today?"
Justin shrugged and Christie said, "Justin and I are going fishing on the Little Truckee over off Henness Pass Road."
"Were you both able to get a shower this morning?" Mary asked with a mischievous smile on her face.
Justin blanched slightly as Christie nodded and replied, "Yes." Mary smiled with a knowing smile and said, "Good."
Justin looked at Christie with a reddening face and she winked at him. When the coffee was done, Justin got a cup and went back out on the deck and smoked another cigarette as he sat listening to the birds singing and the needles in the trees rustling from a soft southern breeze that wafted through the lake basin.
The sun was inching it's way up the eastern sky and shooting random rays through the trees when Christie came out with a platter of scrambled eggs, sausages, toast and two forks.
When she sat down she handed him a fork and sat next to him as they ate off of the platter.
"Christie, she knows, " Justin said as he stabbed a sausage with the fork. Christie laughed.
"I know. I told her." Justin looked at her with alarm.
"You did what? Why did you tell her?" Christie reached over and put her hand on his arm.
"Justin, calm down. This isn't Nebraska. This is California. She knows that you and I slept together. Don't worry about it, she's cool. There's no problem. When I told her that you might come out here and go to college with me, she thought that was great. She thinks you're perfect for me.
Oh, she also thought it was good we conserved water and energy!"
She laughed as Justin smiled and shook his head.
Justin put his fork down and stared off into the trees as his mind raced over everything. In less than twenty-four hours he was in a mountain paradise. He had met such a wonderful, beautiful girl that was a great lover, and thing was that she wanted him to go to college with her, and most importantly there was a way out of Nebraska! With Christie and the possibilities, it was a new life.
No more hick existence in the middle of nothing. It was real and it could happen. Twenty-four hours and he had a beautiful girlfriend and the possibility of a new life. Christie shook him and asked, "Are you alright?" Justin smiled, as his eyes twinkled. He kissed her cheek softly and said, "Fine. Let's get going."
After they took the dishes and silverware back inside and washed them, they climbed into the van and headed up Highway 89 to Tahoe City and stopped and bought a bag of ice and some nightcrawlers.
Putting them in the van's refrigerator with the beer and a couple of sandwiches that Christie made for them, the two continued through the canyon along the Truckee River headed for Interstate 80.
Justin was staring out the window staring at the Truckee River as both the river and road ran side by side through the canyon.
"Why don't we stop here and fish. It looks beautiful," he asked. Christie smiled at him and said, "This is all fished out by now. I know a place where we'll be alone and it's just as beautiful and there are plenty of fish."
They continued on and Justin looked all around him with excitement. It was as if he was in a dream. Going past Squaw Valley, he saw the sign and said, "There's another reason I want to come out here.
I want to learn to ski." Christie smiled again.
"You've never skied before?" she asked.
"There aren't any mountains in Nebraska, Christie. There's only flat land and tons of corn!" Justin said with a frown.
She smiled broadly and then her look changed somber and she asked, "Are you leaving tomorrow?"
Justin was surprised at the change and said, "No! Why do you ask that?" Christie smiled again slightly and replied, "Because Karen's mom said that David's parents and she and Bill were leaving tomorrow. I thought you and David would be going with them."
Justin shook his head. "No, not at all. David's parents are going back to Nebraska Thursday, but David and I are staying until Sunday.
From what I understand, Karen's brother and his girlfriend and his aunt are coming up this afternoon and we can stay until Sunday because the aunt will be here after the parents leave. I don't really care what everybody else is doing, I bought my own plane ticket and as long as I have a place to sleep and a way to get to the airport on Sunday, I'm staying in California as long as I can. None of those adults are my parents, so I don't have to answer to them!"
Christie's face glowed and her eyes sparkled. She was initially afraid to say what she said next, but she said it any way. "I like you a lot, Justin. I've never met a boy like you.
I'll give you a place to sleep and get you to the airport if you need it."
Christie was afraid when she said the words, but she didn't want the previous evening to be a one night stand.
Still she was afraid of scaring Justin if she revealed her feelings too quickly. Justin's heart beat rapidly, hearing her words. He too was afraid of scaring her if he revealed too much, but he sensed they were on the same wavelength now. He undid his seatbelt and leaned over and kissed her cheek.

"Christie, you don't know how much I like you! I've never met a girl like you. When I first got in this van, I wanted to get you so that you and I could just drive off and explore the world in this little rolling home. I want to spend the rest of the week and a lot more time with you."
They had driven through Truckee and were on the other side of I-80 on the northern side of Highway 89 and Christie pulled over to the side of the road in a turnout.
She was absolutely beaming now. "Come here and kiss me," she demanded witha grin.
Both of them sat on the edge of their seats and leaned forward as their lips met in an incredibly passionate kiss.
Finally parting, Christie said, "I want to make love to you again. Let's get to the place where we're going so that we'll be alone."
Christie started the van up again and they drove off. When they reached a junction, Christie turned off of Highway 89 onto a two lane road named Henness Pass Road and drove on for awhile.
Then Christie asked another question out of the blue, "I'm not your first, am I?" Justin laughed.
"No. And I'm not your first either, am I?" Christie smiled at how Justin had turned the table on her. "I'll tell you about mine if you tell me about yours." Now Justin smiled.
"Okay. You first. Spill the beans." "The first guy was a dork, I was fifteen. I had to get him drunk and do everything. As soon as he got his cock in me he was coming. He popped my cherry and that was it. He came so fast, I was wondering what was so great about sex. The second guy was Greg. He was on the track team and in love with himself. At first, all we did is fuck and I started having small orgasms, but when it came to giving me head, he didn't have a clue. And then he fell in love with my blow jobs and he would cum and we'd never fuck, so I dumped him. That was six months ago."
She paused and said, "So now you owe me, spit it out."

Justin sighed. "My first was when I was fifteen too. Mary Joe Parker. God, she was a stiff! No matter what we did, she was like a corpse. She never opened her eyes, she never moaned, she just laid there.
And when she tried to give me head, she kept raking my cock with her teeth! I just couldn't take it anymore and I stopped seeing her. It was terrible!" Christie looked over at him with a smile and said, "You didn't learn what we did last night from her. There was another, wasn't there?" Justin blushed and nodded. "Tell me about her," Christie said. Smiling, Justin began his reply, "I have a nineteen year old sister that goes to school at the University of Colorado. Last year, when she came home over
Thanksgiving, she brought her roommate with her, a girl named Nancy. One night my parents were gone and staying with my grandparents and my sister went out with an old boyfriend of hers and I stayed home with Nancy. We got into the brandy and I told her about Mary Joe and she decided to teach me about sex. And she taught me! You can thank Nancy for last night."
Christie smiled and fasciously said, "Remind me to send her a thank you note."
"You're not jealous, are you?" Justin asked with concern. "Was she better than me?' Christie asked negatively.
"Christie! Stop it! You're just as good and a hundred times better. Even if we weren't sleeping together, I would rather be with you than any other girl." Christie sincerely apologized. "I'm not like that, Justin. I'm just afraid I'll fall in love with you and you'll leave.
I'm really sorry. I guess I'm insecure." Then Justin let the words fall from his lips, "Christie, I'm already in love with you. I'm hoping you won't break my heart." Tears came to her eyes as she tried to smile and she pulled off the paved road onto a dirt road that ran through a meadow down to the river.
Christie said nothing as Justin grew fearful about her silence.
At the end of the road, in a clearing at the river's edge, Christie stopped the van under a tall pine tree and turned the engine off. Climbing out of her seat and past the stick shift, she put her arms and kissed him passionately.
The kiss lasted longer than any kiss they'd had before and when it ended, Christie looked at him with moist, smiling eyes.
"You make me so happy, Justin. I'm falling in love with you too! She murmured.
"Nobody's ever made me feel like I do when I'm with you." Outside the van, Justin stared in wonder as he held Christie's hand, and gazed upon the valley they were standing in.
Dark green pine trees grew to the tops of both ridges and the golden grasses of the meadow bowed in the gentle, late morning breeze as the crystal clear stream wandered over worn boulders, creating areas of rapids and others of seeming calm.
"God, this is beautiful!" Justin exclaimed.
"Let's just stay here and never go back. We'll live in the van and fish and just be happy!" Christie squeezed Justin around the waist and laughed. "In four months, we'll be under six feet of snow and trying to survive like the Donner Party!" Justin smiled and winked at her.
"I kinda forgot about that." After they ate lunch, the two of them stood out on the riverbank and fished, with Christie showing Justin the best spots to find fish. Justin drank three of the beers and by two-thirty he was feeling tired from the combination of the beer and the sun.
The two of them reeled in their lines and went back to the van with the five trout they had caught. Christie put them in the refrigerator, while Justin took off his shoes and went and laid on the bed in the back. Christie kicked off her own shoes and asked, "Are you too tired to make love?" Justin opened his eyes and smiled.
"Christie, I'm never too tired to make love with you," he replied with a grin.
Christie reached over and opened the window next to the bed and a soft mountain breeze crept in.
She stood up and removed her shirt and shorts as Justin lay on the bed and did the same.
She crawled back next to him as their nude bodies touched and they kissed deeply, their tongues meeting and their passion reaching a high.
Christie stroked Justin's hard cock as they kissed until he gently pushed her onto her back and softly stroked her swollen, wet pussy lips.
Slipping a finger into her, he heard Christie moan as he kissed her neck and bent to take each of her nipples between his lips and into his warm mouth.
"I want you in me now, baby," she moaned. Justin slid his body between her legs and reached down and directed his cockhead to her waiting hole.
Going slowly, Justin stroked in and out of her as Christie's moans got louder and she clutched him tightly to her.
A loud moan came from deep within her and Justin felt her vaginal muscles tighten around him as she groaned in pleasure and begged him to fill her with cum.
Her pleas sped up his thrusts and he exploded, filling her with streams of his milky seed.
After a few more thrusts, the last of his cum dribbled out and he held her and kissed her as the sweat dropped off of his neck and joined hers on her breasts.
Laying next to her, Justin held Christie and they both dropped off into a wonderful slumber with the mountain breeze blowing through the window and cooling off their spent bodies.
It was five o'clock when Christie woke up. She sat up and kissed Justin on the cheek and then shook him gently to wake him up. "Come on, sleepyhead. We've got to get going." Justin rolled onto his back and smiled.
"I was having a dream about you and me," he said. Christie smiled and asked, "What was it about, sweetheart?"
"It was you and I hiking through those trees to the top of the mountain and sitting up there and looking down on all of this.
We held each other and it was warm and I just wanted to stay there with you, but then you woke me up." Christie giggled and then kissed him on the cheek again.
"Don't worry, baby. We have plenty of time to climb as many mountains as you want. We should be going, they'll wonder where we are."
When they pulled up to the cabin at six, they saw three people that Justin hadn't seen before.
There was another guy, with long brown hair and a slutty looking girl, with blonde hair and then a woman that looked to be in her late twenties. Justin thought she must be the other aunt.
She was an attractive, shapely woman, with bigger breasts than Karen and brown hair.
They were all standing around the deck drinking either beer or glasses of wine and Justin was wondering what was going on. "Who are those people?" he asked as Christie pulled the van into a clearing under a grove of trees next to the cabin.
"The guy is Karen's brother, Derek. The blonde girl is Derek's girlfriend, Jessie, and the older woman is Aunt Peggy." Justin was a bit confused. "Where's David's parents and Karen's parents?"
Christie shrugged and replied, "I don't know, let's go find out."
When they reached the deck, Christie introduced Justin to the three strangers and asked about the parents. "They left this afternoon.
We're having a barbecue. Get some drinks and dinner will be ready in a little while," Peggy said.
Peggy, Jessie, and Karen were sitting together at one of the tables and Christie joined them.
Derek and David were leaning on a rail and Justin could hear David talking football again and wandered off by himself and sat down with a beer and lit up a cigarette and stared off into the forest.
The girls were off chatting and giggling and David and Derek were laughing and Christie kept turning to look at Justin sitting alone, lost in his thoughts.
After a few minutes, she got up and walked over to him and sat down and put her arm around his waist.
"You look so sad," she said with concern in her voice. Justin smiled. "No! I'm not sad.
I was just thinking about what I have to do to see about going to school here. i was wondering whether I should just call the college up or have my coach call them."
Christie kissed him on the cheek and said, "How about if we go to Sacramento tomorrow and you can call the Athletic Director or baseball coach and make an appointment for Friday to go see them. We can stay at my house and come back up Friday night, if you want."
Justin looked at Christie with a huge smile. "Really?"
Christie took his hand. "Yes! Really. Let me go call my Mom and tell her I'm bringing you home to stay with us."
"Oh, Christie! That would be great. I could sleep in the van or go and stay with Karen's parents. Tell your Mom I won't be any problem."
Christie laughed. "Don't you want to sleep with me? I have a queen-sized bed."
"Won't that be a problem with your Mom?" Christie smiled and said, "My Mom made sure to get me on the pill when I was fifteen.
She understands that I'm grown and make my own decisions about sex. Besides, her boyfriend sleeps over at least once a week."
"Okay. Your Mom sounds pretty cool." "She is and she's going to fall in love with you! By the way, we have our own room tonight."
Justin looked at her with a surprised look on his face.
"What do you mean?" Christie smiled smugly and said, "I mean that Peggy is in one of the downstairs rooms and we're in the other and the other four are staying in the dormer."
Justin had a look of surprise on his face.
"Peggy doesn't care?" he asked. Christie smiled.
"She suggested it!" she replied.
Justin shook his head in disbelief. "Christie, this too much. I never expected all this when I left Nebraska a few days ago!" Christie laughed again.
"I know. I love watching that look of confusion come over your face. But you've been good, you've just gone with the flow." Justin shrugged.
"Well, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. By the way, why did David's parents and his uncle and aunt leave today?"
"Oh. Because David's dad's partner got in an car accident and they had to leave early."
"Mr. Thompson? Is he okay?" Christie saw the look of concern in Justin's face and said, "Yeah, he'll be okay. He broke his leg and got some bruises, but I guess he got pretty banged up."
Peggy walked over with a glass of wine in her hand and sat down next to Justin on the bench.
Smiling, she asked, "How are two young lovers doing?"
Justin blushed while Christie smiled and held Justin's hand and said, "Everything's been perfect. Peggy? I'm going to call my Mom in a little while and we're going back to Sacramento tomorrow so that Justin can go out to Sac State and see about playing baseball next spring.
He'll be staying with us and I'll get him to the airport on Sunday. Is that okay?" Peggy shrugged and smiled. "I don't have any problem with it if no one else does."
"Good. I'll go call her right now," Christie said as she stood up. Justin sat there awkwardly with Peggy as Christie went into the cabin.
Peggy put her hand on Justin's knee and said, "Christie's a very special girl and you're a very lucky guy." Justin nodded and said, "I know. I've never met a girl like her before."
Peggy rubbed his knee. "Don't take her for granted. You'll regret it if you lose her. She is that special."
Justin looked up at her and said nothing, he knew that already.
Peggy patted his leg and stood up. "I'll go get dinner on the table now.
Just think about what I said." Justin smiled, nodded, and said, "I know, Peggy. You didn't need to convince me." Peggy and the girls started bringing the food out and setting it on the table while Derek and David were taking the steaks off of the grill and piling them on a platter.
Justin went in and looked around for Christie. He found her in the downstairs bedroom.
She was giggling and laughing on the phone and he went and sat down next to her and pushed the hair away from the side of her neck and began kissing it.
Christie reached and stroked his hair as she said into the telephone, "Okay. I've got to go now. Dinner's ready. We'll see you when you get home tomorrow. I love you. Bye." Christie smiled broadly and kissed him.
"Everything's set. She'll go down and talk to Karen's parents and you can stay with us. She's really excited to meet you!" Justin hugged her and said, "Great. Christie, sometimes I wonder if I'm dreaming.
First, there's you.
And then maybe a chance to go to school here... and everyone's been so good to me.
If it is a dream, I hope I never wake up because I love you." Christie's eyes glassed over and she hugged him tightly and he responded by doing the same as she murmured, "And I love you. I don't ever want to be away from you."
They went outside and Justin spoke to David for a few minutes about his plans and then he joined Christie for dinner at one of the patio tables while the other four kids sat at one of the picnic tables.
Peggy was the last one to get her food and went to sit with Justin and Christie.
"What did your Mom say, Christie?" Christie smiled.
"It's no problem. Justin's going to call his parents and let them know where he's going to be. So far so good." When he finished eating, Justin went in and called his parents as Christie and Peggy finished eating and sat talking as they smoked and sipped wine.
After the phone call, Justin looked in the kitchen and saw the other four kids rinsing off the dishes and putting leftovers away and then looked out at Christie and Peggy.
They were talking animatedly and Justin could see that they had a close relationship. He knew that Christie was an only child and that Karen and Derek lived two doors down from her Mom and her, and he knew that Peggy lived two blocks away from them and that Christie thought of Peggy as a big sister.
From the conversation that he and Peggy had earlier, he knew that the two had a bond. He walked back to where they were sitting and sat next to Christie.
Christie looked questioningly at him and asked, "What did they say?" Justin sighed and replied, "I told them that they better get used to the fact that their little boy has grown up and is leaving home.
And then I told them that I love them very much and that I'll always be in their lives and that it's time to untie the apron strings.
Funny thing is that my father wanted to argue the point and my mother agreed with me. My dad wanted me to stay in Nebraska and now I think he sees that it's not going to happen.
I love my parents a lot and I'm not staying in Nebraska and I think they're now coming to grips with that. I told them about you, Christie, and my Mom can't wait to meet you. They know where I'll be for the next few days and wished me luck on getting into Sac State. So that's it in a nutshell."
Christie grinned and hugged him and then she kissed him.
Peggy was beaming too and said, "You two amaze me." They both looked at her and she continued with a smile on her face, "You two are just perfect for each other. You're both very level-headed and have plans and you're both very much in love.
I've never seen two more mature seventeen year old kids than you two. I wish I was your age again."
"How old are you?" Justin asked. "Twenty-nine," Peggy said softly.
Justin smiled and said, "Peggy, you look like you're in your early twenties, like twenty-one or even twenty. Any guy in the world would be lucky to date a girl as attractive and smart as you."
Peggy's smiled and then disappeared and she said, "That's nice of you to say, Justin, but not all guys are as smart as you. Excuse me for a couple of minutes, I've got to go use the bathroom."
Christie squeezed his leg and grimaced as Peggy walked back into the cabin. "Justin! Wrong thing to say, I mean, it was a nice thing to say, maybe just the wrong time."
Justin looked confused. "Why, what did I say wrong?" "She had this boyfriend for a long time and they were engaged and then he got this job offer in Chicago and left and they broke up and he found somebody else. She's been down about it for two months now.
I keep telling her that she'll find another guy and she should date again, but I don't know. I feel so sorry for her."
When Peggy returned again, she was smiling again. "I feel like getting drunk. Do you two want to join me?" Christie smiled and said, "Justin and I are going to walk down to the lake to watch the moon rise. Come with us." Peggy shook her head. "No, you two go along. I'll stay here."
Christie looked up at Justin and he smiled.
He knew she wanted him to encourage Peggy. He got up and grabbed a bottle of wine and another beer out of the ice chest that was setting on the deck and handed the wine to Christie as he reached and took Peggy's hand.
Christie stood and said, "You're going with us, Peggy. So no complaining!"
As they walked down the driveway, Justin had one arm around Christie's waist, clutching the neck of the beer bottle and his other around Peggy's waist.
Both girls leaned against his shoulders and Justin wondered why he should ever go back to Nebraska.
Down at the lake shore they gazed across at the neon lights of the casinos on the other shore and the dark mountains beyond them.
Christie and Peggy hadn't bothered to bring glasses with them and drank straight out of the wine bottle as Justin sipped his beer.
As the moon came up, Justin stood holding Christie around the waist as Peggy stood next to her.
A tear trickled down Peggy's cheek and Christie saw it and reached up and wiped it off, put an arm around her and hugged her.
As they walked back to the cabin, Justin held Peggy's hand in his left hand as she walked aside him, occasionally drinking from the bottle and Christie held his right hand and they talked of the next day as Peggy was pondering her own thoughts.
By the time they got back, Peggy was kind of drunk.
Not falling down drunk, but happy talkative drunk.
On the deck, the three of them could tell from the moans and groans coming from the upstairs window that the other four kids had found a game to play that was more interesting than monopoly!
"I guess kids will be kids, I wish I was their age again" Peggy said.
She handed the bottle to Christie and kissed her on the cheek and then kissed Justin on the cheek.
"Goodnight, you two. I want you both to have a wonderful life." She walked inside and went into her bedroom.
Christie was sullen as Justin lit two cigarettes and handed one to her.
He grabbed another beer as Christie drank from the nearly empty wine bottle and thought.
They had lingered around the lake for a long time and it was nearly ten now and Justin suggested that they go to bed. He finished his beer and Christie put the wine bottle in the garbage can and they went into the bedroom.
Justin took off his shirt and then removed his jeans and folded them and put them on a chair and laid down on the bed in just his boxer shorts as Christie undressed.
Crawling onto the bed with him now wearing just her panties, she put her head on his chest and said, "Justin, she's so sad and unhappy.

She's been so good to me, I want to make her happy again."
The moon was shining dimly through the window and Justin reached over and turned out the light.
Christie snuggled in close to him and spoke quietly, "I've never done this before, and we'll never do it again, but I want to make Peggy forget and think about moving on. Justin? Will you make love to Peggy tonight?"
Justin's head was a bit foggy from the beer but he heard what she said.
"You want me to go make love to Peggy? Honey, I want to make love with you."
"I know, and I want to make love with you, but I just want this one favor.
Sweetheart, you know I love you and I know you love me, but I feel so bad for her, will you please say yes?" Justin hugged her and kissed her on the cheek.
"For you, I'd do anything. But I'll be thinking it's you the entire time... and I want you to know it won't change anything about how I feel about you. You know that don't you?" Christie smiled and kissed him.
"Of course I know that. I wouldn't have asked anybody else. Stay here and wait for us and I'll bring her in here."
Christie was gone for awhile and Justin crawled under the covers and closed his eyes.
He was falling asleep when he heard the door open about twenty minutes later.
It was dark, but he could see the outlines of Christie and Peggy in the thin moonlight that shined through the window.
Christie was standing in just her panties and she quickly shed those too and unhooked Peggy's bra.
Peggy let the bra drop and then wiggled out of her own panties.
Lifting up the covers she crawled into the bed and laid next to Justin as Christie crawled in next to her.
"I shouldn't be doing this," she whispered to Christie.
Justin put his arm across Peggy's waist and rolled her towards him and kissed her on the lips.
She didn't resist and when he extended his tongue, she took it willingly and met it with her own.
He moved his lips to her neck and she moaned in delight as he moved his lips to her breasts.
Peggy's large breasts were spectacular and each was capped with a large erect nipple. As Justin sucked on one, Christie pulled Peggy until she was on her back and suckled the other as Peggy stroked both of the teen's hair and necks.
Justin threw the covers back and moved to the foot of the bed and gently pulled Peggy's legs.

She scooted down until her ass was almost to the end. Justin stood and parted her legs and knelt on the rug and began softly kissing her inner thighs as Christie now knelt beside her on the bed and resumed pleasuring Peggy's breasts.
As he worked up her thighs, Peggy spread her legs further apart as her hand reached for and began massaging Christie's breasts.
Justin was careful and deliberate as he brought his lips to Peggy's pussy.
She was moaning more now and he parted them with his fingers and gently stoked each one up and down with his tongue as her juices flowed onto it.
He could hear Christie murmur now as he looked up and saw that Peggy had inserted her finger into Christie's wet hole and was gently stroking her clit.
Justin's tongue worked deeper and deeper, occasionally flicking at Peggy's erect clit that had emerged.

As he extended his tongue into her canal, Peggy moaned loudly and he withdrew it and replaced it with two fingers and began stroking her.
He found her g-spot and stroked it over and over as the base of his fingers raised her clit from beneath it's hood and he took it between his lips and sucked it.
Quickly she began to squirm and moan even more loudly, as Justin stroked faster.
Justin felt Peggy's pussy walls contract tightly around his fingers as she moaned into a pillow.
"Oh god, I'm coming! Oh god this feels so good!!!"
After the contractions started to slow, Justin stood and pulled off his boxers and brought the head of his stiff rod to Peggy's hole and slowly slid it in stroke by stroke.
As he had done before with Christie, he went slowly, rising with each stroke to stimulate Peggy's clitoris.
Christie and Peggy were both moaning now and Peggy pulled Christie forward and motioned the young girl to bring her pussy to Peggy's mouth.
Christie willingly obliged and quickly Peggy began deftly licking Christie's dripping hole with her warm tongue as Christie was all on fours positioning her pussy over Peggy's mouth.
Peggy licked Christie's juices and found her clit and began stroking it with her tongue as Christie cried out with an orgasm of her own. Peggy's hole wasn't as tight as Christie's, but still, Justin felt himself about ready to cum.
Christie's orgasm subsided and she went back to suckling Peggy's breasts as Peggy cried out again that she was coming and Justin felt her tighten around his throbbing cock as he emptied his thick, warm cum in her.
When they were done, Justin crawled up between the two girls and pulled the covers up over their legs and lay on his back as all three tried to catch their breath.
Peggy reached over and put an ashtray on Justin's stomach as he jumped and complained that it was cold and all three lay smoking.
Peggy rolled over on her side and stroked Justin's cheek and said, "Justin, Christie, that was the best fuck I've ever had in my life! i shouldn't have done it and we'll never do it again, but thank you, both of you. I needed something like that to get past everything." She smiled.
"There's got to be other guys like Justin out there.
I've got to go find one." Christie smiled and stroked Justin's other cheek and said, "I know, but he's pretty special isn't he?" Justin just laid back feeling satisfied with himself.
Peggy crawled out of bed and retrieved her undergarments and smiled at the two of them and said, "Thank you both, I'll see both of you in the morning."

As the sun rose beyond the eastern mountains, Justin woke up and went into the bathroom and pissed.
Crawling back into bed, he pulled the covers up and put his arm around Christie and fell asleep again. Half an hour later she woke and whispered in his ear, "Time to get up. We have a big day ahead of us." Justin opened one eye and said, "Give me ten more minutes and then I'll get up."
Christie smiled and said, "Ten minutes and then I want you up!"
As Christie climbed out of the bed and headed for the bathroom, the bedroom door opened and Peggy came in wearing a robe.
Both Peggy and Christie went into the bathroom and Justin could hear them talking and giggling and closed his eyes again.
A minute later, Peggy emerged from the bathroom as Justin heard the shower start.
She dropped her robe and climbed into the bed next to Justin, totally nude. Kissing him softly on the cheek, she whispered, "I just wanted to thank you for last night." Justin smiled with closed eyes and felt himself growing hard with Peggy's nude, warm body next to him and murmured, "You're welcome. The pleasure was all mine." Justin felt Peggy's hand go to his hard cock and he started to sit up. Peggy smiled and pushed him back down.
"Relax, I told Christie I wanted to give you a proper thank you and she said it was okay."
As Justin laid back, Peggy pushed the covers down and gently massaged his balls and brought her lips to his cockhead and kissed it slowly as she took it in her mouth.
Her tongue went up and down his shaft as Justin moaned in pleasure.
Quickly, her lips and tongue were stroking him and he felt his cock getting as hard as it could get as she took him all the way to the back of her throat.
Peggy stroked up and down with her fingers and wet lips urging him to cum and he did so as he pumped his seed into her warm, moist mouth and she swallowed all that she could.
When he was done, Peggy sat up with a little cum dribbling out of her mouth.
She took her finger and licked it off and smiled at Justin.
"Thank you." Peggy said nothing more as she grinned and picked up her robe and walked out of the room as Justin watched her.
He crawled out of bed and went into the bathroom and saw Christie watching him from the shower stall.
"I see Peggy gave you a thank you gift," she said smiling as she reached down and caught a drop of cum on her finger from his now flaccid penis and brought it to her mouth.
Justin shrugged and stepped into the shower with her. Christie put her arms around him and said, "I know that was a weird night last night, but from now on it'll be fine if I can get my Mom to keep her hands off of you!" Justin cocked his head and stared at her.
"You are kidding, aren't you?' She laughed.
"Of course I'm kidding! From now on you're all mine because I love you."
"And I love you," Justin whispered in her ear as he took the bar of soap and lathered Christie's breasts.

To be continued...