Fun with the family

by NeilP

Part One

I knew the small house next to mine had been sold, but had no idea who the new owners were, or when they were moving in.
I had been mowing their lawn when I did mine for the month of May, and had just finished on Saturday, this first weekend of June, when the moving van pulled up in front and then a car pulled into the driveway.

I shut the mower down and walked over to give a first neighborly 'hello.'
Jury Street, or our one-block stretch of it, was a very friendly community where we all knew each other's business.
During the summer families would be out and around, kids playing in the street, neighbors talking.
I was the only single guy on the block-- everyone else was married, most with kids not yet in high school.
Because I'm single, I suppose, I was considered a little odd for not dating very much, in fact, not at all in the last five or six years.
At 40, having been divorced and burned in the few relationships I had since, I was willing to live a monk's life punctuated with a few affairs along the way.
Since most of those affairs had been with neighbors' wives, each very much a secret unto itself, the reputation of my monkly life prevailed.

As four females-- obviously a mother and her three daughters-- got out of the car, I held out my hand and introduced myself.
"Hi, I'm Neil, " I said, "your next-door neighbor."
The mother, who I later learned was 36, looked at me and smiled while shaking my hand.
"Well, hello back to you," she said, "I'm Anna."
Then, looking to what was surely her middle daughter, Anna said, "Nicola, here, take the front door keys and let the movers in.
They're getting paid by the hour, so we don't want them dawdling for no good reason."
Turning back to me, she added, "We're not rich, so we watch pennies when we can and dollars all the time."
I laughed. "I know that feeling, Anna, I'm an English teacher here in town.
The summer vacation is great if you don't have to find a second job to keep the cash ooze going."
Anna was a good looking woman in an ordinary sort of way.
She wore no make-up, her dark hair was cut short, barely covering her ears.
What lit up her face was her beautiful smile and white, even teeth.
What lit up her slim, spare frame were her breasts.
Large and well shaped, they sort of held your eyes.
Her bra held them high and out, sort of in-your-face if she had been taller.
I guess she stood about five and a half feet.
I guess all of 'em did.

By the time Nicola was back from her mission, Anna proudly turned to her girls.
I shook hands with each as her mother introduced us, suddenly wishing I had done some serious analysis of window alignment when remodeling my house a few years before.
They were an eyeful.
"This is Lisa. She's seventeen and will be finishing high school this year."

Lisa was a little taller than her mother, and it looked like her round ass would split her tight jeans if she bent over.
With her dark brown hair and shining brown eyes, Lisa looked as if she had some Irish blood in her.
I tried not to stare at her breasts as I said hello, quietly hoping she would be in my senior English class.
"And this is Nicola, who just turned fourteen and who will be a sophomore this September." Nicola was a live one.
She just seemed to revel in being fourteen and having the ability to turn a man's head simply by walking by.
Where Lisa had worn a pressed Oxford shirt, Nicola had on a halter top that just molded her apple-sized breasts, and her shorts showed an ass smaller than Lisa's, but one which fit her body perfectly.
If I could realign windows, the first would be to get a good look at Nicola.
She looked pure Sicilian. "Michelle here-- our Mickie-- just turned twelve and will be finishing middle school."
"Hi, Mickie," I said, taking in her tiny frame.
Her breasts were just budding, not even the size of limes yet, and more swollen nipple than flesh from what I could make out through her sleeveless T-shirt.
It was interesting how the girls seemed to have different ethnicities-- Mickey, with a darker complexion and almost black eyes, seemed more Mediterranean, almost Egyptian, if that were possible.

"And I want to thank you for mowing our lawn, such as it is, " Anna said.
"We used to live in a condo in Chicago, so I hadn't given the lawn any thought at all.
Once my divorce was settled, we decided to come here to Connecticut to start over in a new place.
Fortunately my company has a branch here, so I could transfer and keep my pay and seniority."
The five of us had walked into their backyard, and all of them reacted noticeably when they looked over to mine.
If you like gardening, having the summer off is a key ingredient to success.
If I say so myself, my yard is spectacular, with separate gardens and bushy cul-de-sacs.
Though the yard's not huge, it's almost big enough to get lost in as you walk through the paths that were all that was left of my lawn.
What blew them away was the three koi ponds and their fountains.

Until they saw my garden, Anna had been friendly, but reserved, Lisa had been actively disinterested in everything, as only a seventeen-year-old could, Nicola seemed reined in by the lack of stimuli, and Mickie had just been shy.
The flowers melted any reserve, as it usually does.
Mickie made a bee-line to the fish ponds and was delighted when I showed her how to move the garden mulch to find worms to feed to the fish.
As she dug with her fingers and cast the poor worms to a watery fate, I could see her small tits through the armholes of her blouse.
Until then, I had never paid a twelve-year-old any mind at all, but her tight little butt and those titties made Mr. Stiffy worthy of his name.
Lisa and Anna walked together and looked at the individual flowers, bending to sniff their aroma and giving me perfect views of their bra-encased breasts.

Getting that downblouse view of Anna revealed an almost cone-shaped bra that held her tits together. I dreamed of cumming in her cleavage.
Lisa had an underwire rig on, pure white and very lacy, making Mr. Stiffy swing back and forth between mother and daughter like a confused divining rod.
Nicola was overwhelmed by it all.
She ran down one path, then another, often out of sight because of tall decorative grasses that surrounded the ponds.

I love showing off my garden work, so I was in heaven because of the compliments and all the breasts and asses that hadn't graced my yard in a long while.
I thought they might stay all day until reality broke in the form of a "Yo, hey, lady," from one of the movers.

After an acknowledging wave to the man, Anna marshaled her troops into a huddle.
Anna was going to supervise the unloading of boxes and furniture, Lisa was taking Mickie down to the beach and for a walk through the neighborhood, and Nicola pleaded with her mother to let her stay in my yard.
"I think that's more up to Neil than me, Nic," Anna said, "and I think he's pretty busy."
"Not at all, " I replied.
"The maintenance around here is lonely work, ma'am, and I could use a gardening buddy. Should Nicky become bored or a problem to me, why, I'll just send her back to you!"
"If you can stand it," she said, laughing, "it's okay by me."
"Hey, before you go, why don't you and the girls join me for dinner here in the garden? I'll get the grill out and see what we can put together, maybe steak and lobster?"
Anna paused and thought for a moment.
"Okay, I think I'd like that. Keep in mind, though, we were on the road for six hours just to get here, so we may just eat and go to sleep. And just do something simple-- remember to watch those pennies and dollars."
With that, she went over to the fidgeting trucker and I was left alone with Nicky.

"Well, Nicks, what's your poison?"
"Nicks-- are there two of me?" She started laughing. "Okay, you and only you can call me Nicky, Neil. What do you mean, what's my poison?"
"Well, what do you want to do? I mean, I could put you to work if that's really what you want to do, or you can loaf by the pond, or whatever you want."
"Um, I think I'm going to change and come back and I'll do whatever you're doing!"
When I nodded that I didn't care, she smiled and hopped back to her new house.
And I went back to weeding, that nasty chore of pulling unwanted plants out by the roots and covering the weeded area with freshly cut grass.

An afternoon with Nicky-- how to describe it?
She had changed into shorts cut from sweat pants, revealing flawless legs and thighs, and a sweatshirt cut off across her flat belly, with no sleeves and the neck seam also cut off.
In short, I had as much of a view of her in her bra as if she had worn nothing at all.
I knew she was giving me every chance to look down her blouse, but I tried to be a little reserved.
But when our eyes met and we'd both smile, it was hard to ignore her firm breasts.

At about three o'clock, Nicola said she was going to shower and then help me get dinner together, and I watched her walk across the short path separating our yards.
Looking at her ass, all I could think of was two football helmets chewing gum.

A moment later she was back.
"I think I have about five minutes more to help you weed, Neil, okay?"

Without looking up I said, "Great, Nicky," and asked her to weed next to me near the roses.
"And watch the thorns, too," I cautioned.
And then I felt her next to me, her butt against mine, side to side, without question intentionally.
I looked over to her, then down her sweatshirt.
She had left her bra at home.
Beside me were hanging the two most beautiful pieces of woman-flesh imaginable.
"Shouldn't you be watching the thorns, Bobs?" she asked.
Then she got up and ran to take her shower and I forgot about realigning windows.
I took a shower, too, and, freshly scrubbed, Nicky and I went grocery shopping.
She didn't flirt at all, and it was as if I was shopping with my own daughter.
She was a fun companion and reminded me of all the things I would have forgotten to make the dinner complete.
At about seven that evening the grill was cooling, light was fading, the girls were falling asleep, and Anna just looked relaxed and contented.
She was wearing jeans and a T-shirt that hugged her conical breasts.
"A great meal," she said. Looking at the garden around her, she added, "In a perfect setting."
I brought out two bottles of champagne left over from a party in January.
"Here, let's toast your settling in."
At first she waved away the idea.
"I won't be settled in until tomorrow, Neil," Anna said.
"Today was unloading, tomorrow's unpacking and putting things away.
Champagne would just knock me out."
Her daughters overrode her objections, holding her and their fluted plastic goblets for some of the bubbly.
I toasted their arrival, refilled the glasses, and then they toasted me for being a nice neighbor. In my mind I was toasting the eight best breasts and four greatest asses ever to have been at 45 Beach Drive.
As I started to refill the glasses a third time, Anna said, "Let me get my girls to bed, Neil, and if I have the strength I'll be back for one more toast."
I had to let her go, of course, but made her promise to come back.
Nicky and her sisters all said goodnight, with Nicky adding, "Neil." After two more glasses of champagne, I took Anna by the hand for a twilight garden tour.
She didn't mind holding my hand-- in fact, she squeezed it often as I maneuvered her to the area behind the decorative grasses where we couldn't be seen.
The only sound was the earliest of summer insects and the splashing from the pond fountains.
I snaked my arm around her waist and pulled her to me as she rested her head on my shoulder.
"You wouldn't want to take advantage of an inebriated woman, would you?" she murmured.

I held her close and felt her breasts poking my chest as my hands traced the bra strap across her back.
"Yeah, I would, but you're not, um, inebriated."
I kissed her on the lips.
She didn't move away or reject the kiss, but she didn't actively return it. I broke away from her lips and just held her. Then she held me close, too, and whispered that she had a lot of issues to sort out before she could even think of, well, anything.
I said that I understood, but I was disappointed, and she sensed it.
I eased up with my arms, still tracing her bra strap, and she adroitly spun around so my hands were on her breasts.
She stood still as I let my hands take in the sensation of her firm tits held up and out by her bra.
Then she kissed me, with just a slip of her tongue pressing against my lips.
Before I could respond, she skipped away.
"Just let me get settled," was all she said.

Part Two

It was another two weeks before Anna and I got down to the critical point, and I was becoming increasingly disappointed as we moved along.
We had dated a few times (the talk of Beach Road!), just out to dinner and a movie, maybe a few drinks afterward.
One of the problems of living next door to each other was where we ended the date.
Ordinarily I'd have taken her home, but our neighbors would be all too well aware of the significance of that and I'm not sure Anna would have gone along with it, at least insofar as any significant event occurring.
But, after a time, she relaxed with me and seemed to acknowledge that having sex was on the agenda.

After our fourth date, we stopped at her house for a nightcap.
The girls were asleep, and my mind was very much on Anna.
She had worn a Danskin dress that clung to her every curve.
Fashionably short, the dress accentuated her slim, firm legs.
The top rose along her flat belly and then flared out to accommodate her jutting breasts.
Drinks in hand, we sat on her sofa, my arm around her.
"I enjoyed tonight," I said, after sipping my drink.
"A lot." I let my right hand move from her arm to her breast.
My cock immediately went from its usual state or readiness to red alert.
When she didn't object, I let my hand slide over her breast, pausing to lightly pinch her nipple, then sliding again to feel how hard that nipple became.
I kissed her and it was her tongue that made the first penetration.
We disengaged to awkwardly put our drinks on the coffee table, then clutched each other again, tongues entwined, as I ran one hand up her long legs to gently rub her pussy through her pantyhose while my other hand squeezed her breasts.
She was pumping her hips slightly as I played gently with her cunt, her tongue all over mine.
"Stop, please." she whispered
I couldn't believe my ears. Stop?
"Let's go to my bedroom, Neil. Be very quiet so we don't wake the girls."
"Why don't we go out the backdoor and go to my place?" I asked in barely more than a whisper.
"I can't wait. Come with me."
She took my hand and led me down the short hall to her small bedroom.
She had a single bed, and that was fine with me.
Besides, even a full-size bed would have almost filled the room.
I held her and kissed her as she gripped my stiff cock through my pants.
Reaching behind her, I unhooked the top of her dress and slowly pulled the zipper down.
I pulled away and looked at her.
"Anna, I have to tell you, I've wanted to see your breasts since the time I first saw you getting out of the car. Please take your dress off for me."
She smiled shyly, then shrugged the dress off her shoulders, letting it fall slowly over her breasts, past her slim waist, and down to the floor.
I couldn't believe what I saw.
Her black satin bra held her breasts high and together, two black cones filled with her soft, pale breast-flesh.
Holding her index finger to her lips for silence, she turned, rifled her nightstand drawer, and then lit two candles, placing one on each of the stands flanking the head of her bed.
I was spellbound.
I couldn't take my eyes off her.
She walked like a feline in her pantyhose.
I beckoned Anna to come back to me, but she stopped at the foot of the bed and slid her stockings slowly off, leaving her in just the black satin bra and panties.
My cock was standing straight up.
I had let my pants and underwear fall to the floor and was unbuttoning my shirt as she first sat on the foot of the bed with her back to me.
Then she lay back on the bed, her tits still riding high in the uplift bra, and scooted herself so that my cock was hovering over her breasts.
She folded her arms over her chest protectively.
And, basically, that's how sex with Anna was at that point.
I had sort of hoped she might play with my rigid cock as an inducement to hurry into bed, maybe even that she might sit up and slide my stiff penis into her mouth.
Or, at the least, say something like, "Hurry up, lover," or even just, "Hurry."
Instead she just lay there, her breasts covered, her legs together, simply watching me finally get naked.
I lay down beside her, turned her toward me and kissed her, and ran my free hand all over her body as my other hand reached around to unhook her bra.
Suddenly Anna froze, arching her back.
"No."
"No?"
"What's the matter, Anna? Tell me."
"I want to leave my bra on, Neil. My breasts aren't what they were before I had three babies. Do you mind?"
"I don't mind," I whispered, trying not to laugh and further upset her. "But I will tell you I had looked forward to sucking your nipples."
I really didn't mind her leaving her sexy bra on.
Feeling her up in satin was just fine with me.
On a more practical side, though, I had seen Anna only once without a bra, when I had stopped by one early evening unannounced to drop off a bouquet.
Anna was in her robe, obviously just out of the shower, and she looked flat chested.
But when she shoved that tit-flesh into one of her cone-bras, well, that made all the difference.
"You can suck them through my bra," she answered.
However you want it, I thought, as I kissed her again, reveling in the feeling of my hands on her satiny breasts-- I let my hand slide down her flat, soft belly to the top of her panties and again felt her go rigid, although she didn't say anything as my hand slid down through the trimmed pubic hair and onto her pussy.
I sucked the thin satin bra into my mouth and felt her nipples swell against my tongue.
I would rather have had her naked nipple in my mouth, but sucking through her bra was a turn-on of its own.
Her cunt was moist, then slickly wet, as my fingers slid over her clit and up into her cunt, then back out again and over her now lubricated clit once again.
I took her hand and placed it on my cock, absent-mindedly wondering why I had to lead her each logical step of the way.

"Do you want me to rub your penis?" she asked in a whisper.
"Yeah, jerk me off slowly, I--"
Anna sat up. "Look Neil," she said, "I like sex, it's fun, but it doesn't have to be dirty to be fun. I'll rub your penis if that makes you hot, but I don't like gutter talk."
What was I going to say? I mean, she had just eliminated most of my sexual vocabulary. Would it turn her on if I said, "Darling, I want very much to insert my erect penis into your well-lubricated vagina so that we can make love as the earth moves."
Christ, a line like that would make Mr. Stiffy into Mr. Droopy.
Then what happened? I fucked her but kept my mouth shut. I had wanted to kiss her pussy and taste her cum, but once I started kissing down past her breasts, she pulled me back up to her.
Somehow I didn't think a blow job was in the offing.
She did let me pull her panties down, get on top of her, and slide my cock into her.
And, yes, it was great and it felt good and I came in quarts and then I slid off. I think she came-- she did at one point seem to go rigid-- but there was nothing else, not even the slightest indication that she had cum or, indeed, that she had enjoyed it at all.
And this wasn't the basic wham, bam, thank you ma'am variety of fuck, either.
I fucked hard, slow, and sideways for forty minutes.
She wouldn't be turned or moved from the missionary position, so I arched my back and swiveled my hips in every different way to try to find what would stimulate a visible or audible indication of her pleasure.

Nothing.

Was it bad sex? Nah, so long as I come it's at least okay sex.
Can't say I've ever had bad sex.
And I did come heavily, though not in quarts (there's an image to dwell on).
When I shot my load into her slippery pussy I supported myself with one arm so that my other hand was free to feel her up as much as I could, what with her arms crossed.
And, yes, I did so enjoy coming in her, not that she even so much as twitched an eyebrow.
When I was through she kissed me and thanked me. "It was the first time in a long time, Neil, and it was wonderful."
She kissed me again. "Let's have a drink before you leave."
So, here we were, back out on the sofa once more, with me back in my clothes and she in her robe, sipping the drinks we had left there.
"I think once we can both relax more with each other, " I ventured, "it'll be better yet," and I kissed her.
Anna seemed surprised. "I was perfectly relaxed, babe.
You made me cum (come, if she had written it out). I couldn't ask for more." And then she kissed me.
I smiled, and held her right breast as I said, "I can't wait to go down on you, I--"
There she was again, all rigid with indignation.
"Neil, you seem determined to ruin a wonderful experience.
I loved having sex with you and I want to do it again-- and again. You're a wonderful lover. But-- but, I don't need to have my sex dirty to enjoy it. What we did is what we'll do."
Oh, man, I was getting her drift.
"So, you mean you wouldn't, um--"
"Take your penis in my mouth? Let me spell it out, Neil, I don't do, even think about, the dirty things that seem to be on your mind."
She sat there hugging herself, now very much withdrawn, but still beautiful.
Just your everyday enigma.

I held her again and kissed her neck.
But she didn't put her arms around me again until I said, "Anna, I would never ask you to do anything you didn't want to do. Never," I lied.

"It's late," she said, and it was.
We kissed again and she walked me to the sliding door that led to the deck in her backyard. "I hate to have you leave by the back door," she laughed.
I laughed, too. "Well, it makes sense," I said, stealing a kiss before I turned to leave.
I heard the door slide shut behind me as I made my way through her yard to the path to mine.
I heard a rustling in the driveway between our houses, Anna's driveway, but saw nothing and assumed it was a neighbor's dog staking out some new territory.

Part Three

Anna and I continued to see each other over the next week.
I was home all day, of course, one of the major joys of being a teacher, and I'd still be in bed when I'd hear her leaving for work at 7:30 each morning.
We didn't go out so much anymore.
We didn't need to use going out on a date as a pretext for fucking when it was just easier to wait until the girls were asleep before getting into bed.
And once-- just once-- I was able to talk Anna into coming to my house to get laid.
I tried to use the time before we actually got into bed to get my jollies because I knew once we were in bed all that would happen is straight missionary pussy fucking.
So I spent a lot of time undressing her, feeling her up, once even stripping her in the garden.
Even though she had clearly stated her ground rules on sex, I had a lingering suspicion that, given the right circumstances, her wall against 'dirty' sex would crumble and release a woman who really wanted to find her sexual identity.

Just a suspicion, but something I wanted to follow up on.

I didn't see much of Lisa or Mickie, except on weekends.
Lisa already had a part-time job as a cashier at the local supermarket, and Mickie spent her days at a friend's house under the supervision of the friend's mother.
That left Nicky, who would alternate her time between strutting her fine, young body down at the beach and helping me maintain my garden.
Despite her being a sexual show-off, I liked Nicky.
She was (really) a very sweet and sometimes innocent girl.
So, even while I'd gaze down into her blouse while we weeded or spread mulch, she and I became very intimate in our discussions.
For example, I don't think I had ever really looked back at my marriage with any sort of introspection until Nicky asked me about it.
Without being at all obnoxious, her questions led me to explore just what had gone on during my wedded days.
Sure, Nicky liked to ask how my wife had been in bed and what she did that I liked best, but she picked up on my nuances of married life with startling clarity of understanding.
All of which I used as justification to get as good a look at her body as I could without actually asking her to pose.
Lord knows I knew her collection of bras as well as she did, and I would have loved to have had some sort of code through which I could tell her whether it was a red or black or white or beige day.
Her tits appeared to be just a tiny bit smaller than her mom's, and I loved to see how different bras molded her firm flesh into different sculptures. Lingerie has always turned me on, which is why I tolerated Anna's insistence to wear her bra during sex, but Nicky had me walking around all day with a hardon.
Whenever I'd excuse myself for a call of nature, she'd look at me out of the corner of her eye as if she knew I was going in to jerk off while thinking of coming all over her sweet lips and tongue.
One sunny morning I just relaxed in my lawn chair with a cup of coffee.
Nicky came over and plopped into the chair next to mine.
I saw she was wearing her revealing cut-off sweats, and my cock stiffened immediately at the thought of what she wore under it.
She glanced at my crotch and I knew that she knew I was hard as a rock.
Then she stretched, her arms over her head and the cut-off sweatshirt rising high enough for me to see a hint of her red brassiere.
It was as though she could read my mind.

She sat back and looked at me and said, "Are you screwing my mom?"
I'm always prepared for that sort of question and gave my standard denial.
"No, I'm not, which is not to say that I wouldn't love to, but your mom's not knocking on my door every night begging me to take her to bed."
Well, the knocking thing was true.
"And why do you ask?"
"Lisa said a couple of times when you brought Mom home you didn't leave until long after."
"That's because we often had a nightcap and talked for a while. Dating isn't always doing something, like going to a movie or eating out. It has a lot to do with getting to know each other."
I couldn't help but notice Nicky's smirk when I used the phrase 'eating out'.
Nicky pondered that and then replied, "Well, Lisa suspects that you're humping Mom, just so you know to be careful. On the other hand, Neil, I know that you're fucking Mom!"
I laughed. "And how do you know that?" I laughed again at such an absurdity.
"Because I watched you in her bedroom last week. I saw you fuck her, Neil. Don't be mad, please.
I watched through her bedroom window. I sneaked out after I heard you two go back to her room."
Ah, I thought, the rustle in the driveway.
Nicky escaping to the front of the house while I made my way home out the back door.
Or was she bluffing?

"Sorry, Nicky, I don't buy that one."

"How about if I told you Mom wore her black bra the whole time and that she doesn't like some of the things you'd like to do?"
I was quiet, not sure how to handle this.
I mean, where was Nicky going with this? What did she want to accomplish?
Again, she could read my mind.
Leaning close to me, she said, "I'd do those things for you, Neil. You don't have to ask me, just tell me when you'll let me do them.."
"Nicky, you're much too young to even bring that up with me.."
"I'm not so young that I can't be in love with you, Neil. Why do you think I let you look at me that way?"
Oh, man, this was all wrong, not that I didn't have a list of masturbatory fantasies to last the rest of my life.
I tried changing the subject.
"Hey, would you like some iced tea?"
As though we hadn't just been talking about having sex with each other, she sprung up and said, "Sure! Come on, I'll help you!"
Now, that was Nicky my gardening buddy back in charge.
Suggest something that needed doing, and she was off like a flash.
We raced to the back door of my house.

Once inside, I busied myself with getting glasses from the cabinet and ice from the freezer.
Setting the filled glasses on a tray, I turned and dropped it all.

The mess of tea, broken glass, and ice cubes had no effect on me.
All I could look at was Nicky sitting at the table with her top off.
Facing me, she smiled as she caressed her breasts in her red bra.
I went over to her and handed her the sweatshirt.
"I don't want to wear it, it's too hot outside," she said.
All I could do was utter, "Christ, Nicky, I'm only human, please stop this."
There was still three feet between us, or there was until she slid off the chair and onto her knees, crawling forward until her face was in my crotch and her hands fumbled with the zip on my shorts.
Push had come to shove, fantasy had come to life.
With all the willpower I could muster, I pulled her up until she was standing.
I mean, Christ, she was only just fourteen years old.
Jail bait.
But impossibly sexual and just beautiful to look at.
And look I did.
My cock strained to get out of my pants and into her mouth or cunt.

Nicky started crying, her head on my shoulder as she hugged me tight.
"I'm sorry," she said, gasping, "I didn't mean to make you mad, I meant it when I said I loved you. I'm sorry."
I patted her back and said, "Look, it's all right, I understand. I'm not mad.
This whole thing is just so difficult to deal with, you know?"
"I know, I'm sorry," she said.
She was rubbing my cock and working her hand into my shorts, pulling my cock free and then bringing it against her panties, right at the lips of her covered pussy.
And she started stroking me, gently at first, then insistently, until with a cry I came thickly on her hand and panty-covered young cunt.
By then she had her tongue in my mouth, deep inside, grinding those pert young breasts against my chest.
I nearly fell to the floor my knees were so weak.
I grabbed at the back of a chair to steady myself.
I looked at Nicky and saw that she had her shorts pulled down to her knees so that my cock would be directly on her brief panties, which now had thick stringy white lines of cum all over the front.
She stepped out of her shorts and licked her hand clean.
Then she started to slip her panties down.

"They're all messy," she said, "I'll have to clean them."

I stared at her young, trimmed bush and felt Mr. Stiffy taking charge again.
Then she put the crotch of her panties in her mouth and sucked my come off.
Next went her bra.
She put both on a chair and put her shorts and sweatshirt back on.
"I'd better get that cleaned up," she said, looking at the mess I had dropped when first seeing her.
I was still holding the chair when she had finished and was about to leave.
With a sly smile, she said, "Why don't you keep those," indicating her undies, " for when Mom's not around.
Remember, you don't have to ask me to do anything for you, you just have to tell me.
And if you don't get around to telling me, I may just have to take things in my own hands."

I held the chair for dear life.

Part Four

Not just another Saturday night with Anna, no way.
She had sent her three daughters off to visit a relative for the night.
As much as I couldn't get Nicky off my mind, her mother was no slouch when it came to physical appearance.
During the day we had a great time together.
Anna has a terrific sense of humor and we just did everything as though we were one.
Now, back at my place after dinner out at the area's finest seafood restaurant, I was exploring her sexuality more aggressively than I might have had Nicky not made her intentions known a few days before.
After all, if I couldn't get the particular satisfaction I wanted so much from Anna, her daughter was ready to provide.
And my aggressiveness was paying off in small ways.
Even within her rules there were ways to get her much more aroused than I had before.
No, I couldn't talk dirty, but I did make it a point to tell her just how much I liked to play with her breasts, how beautiful she was, how her hard nipples drove me crazy.
No, she didn't want me to suck her pussy-- excuse me, vagina-- but she nearly lost control when I gently bit her nipples, even going so far as to lower her shoulder strap so her bra cup revealed more of her firm flesh.
She didn't mind jerking me off -- that is, rubbing my penis to make me feel good-- at all, and she liked to watch my cock shoot its cum, although she carefully angled herself to be sure that none of the white goo would land near her.
And, finally, the two times we had fucked so far that evening I had gotten her to at least keep her arms at her sides when I slid my cock in and out of that slippery cunt of hers.

It was new high to squeeze those globes while her cunt pleasured my stiff boner.
But now I was about to play my hand and I was nervous about it.
First, of course, I wanted to get off again, even if it was just from cunt fucking.
Second, I wanted to keep on fucking Anna-- I just wanted to expand the related activities, so to speak.
We were cuddling on my sofa. I was naked.
Anna was in her bra, of course, but also was wearing a very sexy pair of white lace panties, the kind that rode high on her hips, yielding a long 'V' pointing down to her pussy.
I kissed her and told how her breasts were about the sexiest I had ever touched, and her blue bra made my boner-- um, penis-- harder than it had ever been before.
And then I dropped the bomb.

"I want you to suck my cock, Anna. It's time to get past this hang-up of yours."
Oh, she stiffened right up, reaching for an afghan and covering herself defensively.
Once she was all arranged, she said indignantly, "I told you I don't want to hear your dirty mouth.
And I won't do dirty things."
She sat back, secure in the fact that this was as far as we had ever gotten in this sort of conversation.
I had never pressed any further. Clearly, though, she was offended that I brought it up again, and so soon.

I put my arm around her shoulders and tried to hug her resisting body.
I kissed her unresponsive lips.
"Listen," I said, "I know I promised never to ask you to do something you don't want to do. I'm not bringing it up to be mean or to torment you. It's only fair to let you know that I like that sort of thing and that, well, if you don't want to give me some relief, then I have someone else who will."
Anna started to cry. "I thought you loved me," she said.
Tears ran down her cheeks.
I had never told her that I loved her, but I did.
But I also liked getting my cock sucked, and there was no reason I could think of that Anna's pert mouth wouldn't do the job wonderfully.

"Who is she?" Anna asked.
Yeah, right. "Who she is isn't important.
What's important to me is that even though we've had no relationship, there's no commitment, she's willing to do something to make me feel good. It's not personal."

While Anna sobbed, I started rubbing her breasts through her bra, pinching her nipples and feeling them harden like never before. "You have beautiful breasts, Anna.
I'd like to lay you down and fuck your sweet tits, even if you want to keep your bra on."
"I guess she'll do that, too," Anna gasped between sobs.
I kept at it. "Feeling you up like this makes me want to shoot my cum all over you-- in your mouth and on your face and tits.
You have great tits, Anna, I want them naked and in your hands when I jerk off all over you."

Silence.

All the while I massaged one breast, then the other, with one hand, while my other hand was cupping and squeezing her cunt.
"You're so wet, Anna, your cunt is on fire.
I want you to tell me how good your hot cunt feels when I squeeze it. Tell me."

Silence.

"You don't know how much I want you to blow me, Anna. I can just see my cock in your mouth while you slide your wet lips down the shaft.
I can see my cum filling your mouth until you gag and let it drip down your chest and onto your magnificent. . . tits."

"You're lying," she said between sobs.
"You don't know anyone who would just suck your cock."
She spat the last three words.
"I wish I could say I'm sorry, but I'm not." I kissed her again.
"Believe me, I'd rather cum on your face and on your tits than hers."
"You're lying," she repeated.
I got up, went to my dresser, pulled out Nicky's undies, and came back.
Pushing the crotch of the panties on Anna's lips, I said, "Can you smell my cum and her pussy, Anna?
Do you want to taste me on another woman's panties?"
The panties slid into her mouth when she started sobbing harder.
I let go and she made no move to remove them.
"All I did was feel her up while she jerked me off on her hot cunt, Anna. If I have to see her again, I'll let her suck my cock and wear my cum like it was the crown jewels."

I was ready to explode, my cock was harder than it had ever been.
The sight of Anna sitting there, her face all wet, her daughter's panties in her mouth, was almost too much to bear.
"We'll take it one step at a time, Anna," I said, tugging the panties away and sliding its wetness on my boner.
Wetness from Nicky's cum, my cum, and Anna's saliva.
I bent over and kissed her. Even though she was unresponsive, I kept at it until my tongue was in her mouth and she slid hers in mine.

I reached to my side and picked up Nicky's red bra, putting its cups over Anna's own cups, feeling her up through her daughter's bra.
When we broke from the kiss to get some air, she turned beet red as I caressed her with another woman's bra.
"I want you to put this on," I breathed into her ear.
"Wear this bra for me, Anna, let me suck your beautiful breasts through it."
Another one of Anna's silences, but a short one, ended, I suppose, by her abruptly standing and then striding to the bathroom.
She shut the door and in a few moments emerged with her breasts encased in Nicky's red bra.
I think at that point my cock had never been harder.
Not only was the red bra sexy-- it cradled her breasts in a more natural look than the cone bra-- but it was her daughter's bra, something Nicky had left for me to play with in her absence.
And I had, of course. What else Anna didn't know was that I had cum into the cups of that red bra at least six times without ever washing it.
So, yeah, the cum was dry, but still it was on Anna's tits, and that just brought me even closer to shooting my cum.
But where?
How far could I push this with Anna?

I sat her down next to me on the sofa and started feeling her breasts with both hands, telling Anna how sexy she was and how hard she made me (using acceptable language, naturally).
I made her cry again as I pinched her already swollen nipples and said, "This bra makes you look younger, like the girl who gave it to me, Anna.
My cock gets really hard when I feel your breasts in another woman's bra."

New tears flowed, but I held her breasts in my hand and squeezed gently.
As Anna sobbed, I could feel her breasts jiggle, something that the armor-like cone bra didn't allow.
I started to suck her breasts though her daughter's bra, wetting the lace to nibble her nipples.
Even as the tears poured out and her slender body was wracked by sobs, I sucked her breasts and fingered her cunt.
But I hadn't lost sight of my primary objective.
Still, maybe it was a little too much a little too soon.
Time for a compromise.

Taking my chances, I reminded her, "The last time I felt a woman up in this bra, she was willing to do anything-- anything-- I wanted."
There wasn't silence, but she didn't say anything, instead sitting there with her eyes scrunched shut and tears running down her cheeks.

"Do you want to drink my cum, Anna, Swallow it all down?"

She shook her head violently from side to side.
"Okay, I'm still going to fuck your mouth, Anna, but I want to cum all over your breasts in that sexy red bra."
This was the make it or break it moment.
Anna's tears increased and she looked up at me in anger.
Anna sat up on the sofa facing me, my cock now inches from her face.
I pulled her closer, sliding my cock on her cheeks to wipe her tears away.
That made the shaft slippery and I rubbed her tears and my pre-cum all over her face before pushing the tip between her lips.

She tried to pull away, and as she leaned back, I pushed forward, placing my shaft right between her tits and Nicky's bra cups.
The bra was cut low along the inside, and my cock, wet from tears and pre-cum, slid nicely between them.
"Your tits are so nice, Anna, so soft and slippery.
Look at me, Anna, and take my cock in your mouth."

Her eyes locked on mine as she brought her pressed lips to my cock.
"Get your mouth wet like your cunt, Anna, loosen up, take it in and slide your wet lips on it.
It won't take long, baby, I'm ready to shoot my cum on those big sexy tits of yours."

She held the shaft in her hand and said, "Just on my breasts, right? Promise?"

"Promise. Now suck my cock, little girl."

And she did, and it was better than anything I had ever experienced.
I looked at how her breasts swelled in the confinement of her daughter's brassiere and held her head still while I fucked her lips.
I resisted jamming it down her throat because I wanted her to enjoy what may well have been her first blow job.
And it didn't take long, not long at all.
After about a minute of alternating between fucking Anna's mouth and wiping her saliva into her tears and all over her face, I was ready to cum.
She sensed it in my groans and tried to pull back, but I held her head and shot the first splash of hot, white, semen into her mouth and the second two loads onto her face as she pushed the first load out of her mouth with her tongue.
Perfect!
My last two explosions of cum landed on Nicky's bra cups while my first loads were dripping down her cheeks and chin onto her chest.
I pulled her close and used my softening cock to wipe the cum on her nose and eyelids, pushing more onto her cheeks so it would drip on her cum-soaked breasts.
Fresh tears made little rivulets through my cum.
I still held her by her ears and kept my cock right in front of her cum-dripping face.

"Lick it clean, Anna, suck the cum off my cock."
"You said you would only come on my breasts, Neil, you lied to me," she pouted.
"Just suck it clean, Anna."
She didn't say anything at all after she licked my cock clean, not even after I wiped my cock along her cum-soaked face and made her lick it clean again.
She was shell shocked by it all, I guess.
She didn't seem angry, but, then again, she didn't seem to be feeling anything at all.
Anna started to dress, and as she started to put her blouse on, I stopped her.
"Give me back the brassiere, Anna, it's not yours."
A little sullenly she turned her back and unhooked the bra, throwing it on the sofa where her own blue bra was.
"They're both mine," I said.
All I could think when she left was how sleepy I was and how I wished I had been able to catch all the action on videotape.

Part Five

I didn't see much of Anna on Sunday.
Well, I did see her in her yard, but when I came out she disappeared quickly into her house without making eye contact with me.
Was she angry? Embarrassed? Hurt? Elated? I didn't know.

The end of the weekend marked the return of the girls from wherever they had been sent so Anna and I could be alone.
It wasn't until the next day, Monday, that I began to get a sense that I still had no idea of what Anna might be thinking.
Anna, of course, went off to work, Lisa went to her job, Mickie went to her friend's house, and that left me with Nicky on a sunny morning.
Nicky was in a bikini sunning herself, and I was staring at her perfect form while thinking of how much I enjoyed her making me cum on her panties and her willingness to do whatever I wanted whenever I wanted her to do it.
My cock was at half mast as I gazed at her, thinking she must be Traci Lords' little sister.
So pretty, so well put together.
"I like it when you stare at me, Neil," she said without looking at me.
"It's hard not to, Nicky."
"Is there anything else that's hard, Neil, now that you have Mom all worked up?" she asked.
"I think," I started to reply, "that this isn't best discussed outside."
Nicky was on her feet and heading toward my house. "Let's talk about it, Neil."
And talk about it we did. This was the odd thing about Nicky .
At times she was like my best friend, an ageless confidant in whom I could confide my innermost thoughts, while at those same times she still was this fourteen-year-old nymph who not only sympathized with me, but who also was quite prepared to help me relieve any related stress.
From her I learned how she and her sisters perceived Anna's Saturday night date with me.
When asked by Lisa how the date had been, Nicky told me, Anna had answered evasively, her voice artificially high and her tone breezy, something to the effect that it had been 'a nice time.'
"Lisa's always said that Mom looks like she had the shit fucked out of her after a date with you," Nicky said.
"We all could see that. Well, maybe not Mickie, but even she knows there was a difference in Mom yesterday.
What Lisa and I can't figure out is, is whether you truly fucked her brains out or is there something else.
It's like looking at a book written in a foreign language.
You know there's something to be read, but you just can't read it."
I should tell you that by that time Nicky was sitting directly in front of me on the sofa, my legs splayed around her.
I played with her firm breasts and totally erect nipples.
And she was responding as only a highly sexed kid could.
What had my rapt attention was her left hand inside her bikini bottoms.
I could see the outline of her finger as it probed the inside of her slippery cunt.
And so we were as I told her not only what had happened two nights before, but all that had transpired since we had first met when they pulled into the driveway barely a month before.
Well, there was more to it than just the narrative.
It was when I reached the part about Anna's reluctance to remove her bra that first night she and I fucked that Nicky reached behind her neck to untie the strings that held her cups over her breasts.
One thing was for sure, Nicky was making statements as I told her about me and her mother, and those statements led me to believe that this young kid was determined to outdo her mother in every respect.
I had no doubt that Nicky would do exactly that, although in one very big respect Anna was still very much a turn-on herself.
It wasn't difficult to have Anna and Nicky in the same thought.

I pushed my hard cock against Nicky's firm little butt as she wiggled in rhythm with her middle finger as she slid it over her clit, down deep into her hot little cunt, then back up and over her swollen clit.
I stroked her teen-age breasts and pulled her protruding nipples as I went on with the story of Anna.

It was obvious that the morning was going to end with more than a handjob onto her panties.
We crossed the Rubicon, so to speak, when I told Nicky how I had made Anna switch bras.

"You made my mother wear the red bra I left here with you? Had you come in it already? And you kept her bra, too?" Nicky asked.

I answered yes, yes, and yes.
Quick as a gymnast, Nicky lifted and swiveled astride my lap.
Her firm, young breasts jiggled inches from my face, and she had pinned my hands so I couldn't reach up to fondle her.
Arching her back so her full breasts hung down from her in curvaceous glory (but not touching me), she put her face in mine and hissed her question.
"Where is it?"
"Where is what?" I was so wrapped up in the image of her swaying breasts and my cock straining at my shorts that I completely lost all train of any thought other than coming on her.

Nicky looked me hard in the eyes.
"Where?" she hissed again, sliding forward so that one nipple, then the other, slid across my cheek, over my lips, and down the other cheek.
I told her, of course.
Nicky leaped off me, her breasts bouncing as she ran in her bikini bottoms to get her mother's powder-blue bra out of my dresser.
When she came back, her bikini panties gone and the cone-shaped bra on, she strutted across the room, showing off her ass and the high bra straps across her back.
Then, feeling her own breasts in her mother's bra, Nicky's eyes closed as she turned to face me.
She went rigid as she pinched her nipples, her back arching.
She shuddered and a wet stain appeared around her cunt and upper thighs.
She was getting off just feeling herself in the cone-bra! It seemed to me that her concentration was more on feeling new and strange breasts, not her own. I slipped my shorts off and, naked, started to stroke my cock, my eyes fixed on hers.
One hand caressing her cone-shaped breasts, the other between her legs, her longest three fingers working in her cunt, Nicky slowly went to her knees and then on all fours.
"You came all over my bra, Neil, all over my mother.
Now it's time for you cum all over Mom's bra and all over me.
Just like you did to her."

She was right. It was time.
But it wasn't just like it was with Anna.
Anna was shamed into allowing me to do something to her, Nicky couldn't wait.
And with Anna, it was something I did to her-- I held her head and fucked her mouth like it was a cunt. The difference with Nicky was, she was going to fuck my cock with her mouth.
This time, it was being done to me. Nicky crawled across the room, swaying her shoulders so that just her protruding nipples rubbed across the carpet as she advanced.
When she reached me, she raised onto all fours and rubbed my pulsing boner across her mother's satin bra.

My cock was twitching as she pressed her breasts around my cock and started jerking me off.
And she kept telling me how much she wanted me to let her do one thing or another, that all I had to do was tell her because there was no point in asking her do what she already wanted to do.
I was fighting my need to cum and it wasn't easy.
As she stroked my hard cock with her warm, silky tits, Nicky kept her eyes fixed on mine.
"How many spurts did you put on Mom? she asked.
"And where?"
I told her.
She bent over and licked the head of my cock-- so warm, wet, slippery.
"And Mom didn't like it when you came in her mouth?"
I shook my head 'no.'
Nicky grinned, then took my cock in her hand and stroked me. "I want you to cum in my mouth. Please, Neil, please?"
Mentally numb, my eyes wide, I nodded insistently.
She lay across me on the sofa, facing me, her head in my lap and my cock an inch from her young, wet lips.
She lay on her side and I started feeling her up in her mother's satin bra as her wet lips slipped over my knob, taking its full length until I could feel the back of her throat. Ever so slowly she slid back up, backing off my cockhead with an audible pop.

"I want to do it a little different from Mom, okay, Neil? May I?"
My cock twitched in her face and she took its nod as my yes.
"I'm going to suck your cock all the way down, and up, and I'll lick it all the while it's in my mouth.
Please put all your cum in my mouth, Neil.
Show me you love me like I love you."
With that her head descended again and she pumped her wet, slippery lips up and down my shaft.
With my right hand I cupped her breasts and stroked them in her mother's bra, with my left I traced her wet lips that wrapped so tightly around my boner.
I started to pump my hips, thrusting my cock in and out of her teen age mouth.
At my first groan, she slid her lips up my cock until only the tip was in her mouth.
She stroked my cock quickly with one hand while she gently squeezed my balls with the other.
That was it, an orgasm that started in my balls and swelled throughout me until my cum spurt into her young mouth.
Nicky looked at me with loving eyes as I pumped load after load of my cum.
When I finished, my cock quivering in her mouth, she proceeded to suck my deflating and cum-soaked cock until it was only semi-hard.
Sucking all the wet sperm off my cock, Nicky smiled at me, and the sight of my cum across her teeth made my cock try (unsuccessfully) to stand up again.
She opened her mouth a little wider to let me see that she hadn't swallowed a bit of my load, then she let some juice slide out of her mouth and onto her cheek, using my cock as an applicator as she wiped it across her face.

Still holding the better part of my load in her mouth, Nicky leaned forward slightly and spit about half the remaining cum on her mother's bra cup, then pulled the left cup completely down to reveal her naked tit and spit some cum there, too.
She used her tongue to coat her lips with white cum, then gulped and swallowed what was left.

Reaching behind her, Nicky unhooked the bra and wiped her face on the cup she hadn't spit cum on.
Her young breasts jiggled nicely, which caused the cum to zig-zag down her left tit.
She spread the bra on the table, then sat on my lap, both of us naked.

Nicky kissed me deeply, and I could taste my cum as our tongues twirled.
She whispered in my ear, "I love you, Neil.
My only goal is to make you happy."
Then she kissed me again.

As I regained my strength and composure, my cock slowly came back to life, as if it had suddenly become aware of this girl-child's tight buns pressing on it.
"Where did you learn to suck cock like that?" I asked.
"One night last year, back in Chicago, Lisa and I watched some dirty videos.
I guess I learned from that. I've never really sucked a cock before. You're my first because I love you, Neil."

I held this naked child and wondered if I loved her, too, just as I wondered if I loved her mother.
Well, like the old song goes, love the one you're with.
That's when the question occurred to me.
"Nicky, are you a virgin?"
She buried her face on my neck and said, "Yes."
I could feel her tight, young butt squirming on my hardening cock.
She didn't say anything (and didn't have to) as she once again sat astride my lap, this time holding my cock upright.
"Nicky, I want to be gentle--"
"Don't worry," she said, cutting me off. "I broke my hymen with a candle when Lisa and I watched that movie.
And my period is due like any minute, so it's a safe time."
She kissed me.
"Tomorrow I'll make an appointment with Dr. Wentworth to get birth control pills."
She kissed me again, this time letting my tongue slide along hers as she squatted lower and lower until my cock touched her cunt lips.
Nicky used my cock to stimulate and lubricate her hard little clit, then let the head slide into her cunt.
With her mouth planted on mine, she took more and more cock into her fuckhole until she had her groin pressed hard against mine.
I started to pump, but she went "uh-uh" as she fucked my tongue with hers, and somehow, intuitively, I knew that she wanted to fuck me.

I would have agreed to anything to keep that virgin cunt stuck firmly on my pole.
Nicky experimented with flexing her cunt-muscles and I felt spasms of pleasure spread through my body.
Once again, it didn't take long.
As she increased her pace, rising and falling along the length of my cock, I felt my balls starting to boil again.
I held her young and firm breasts and squeezed her swollen nipples as she started moaning loudly, telling me she loved me more than anything, and as my boner lost its load into her wet tightness, she just exhaled in a long, almost shrill sigh.
She arched her back, her arms raised, pulling her tight little tits even higher and tighter, and I pulled her to me so I could suck her swollen nipples.
Finally we fell into a sweaty tangle of arms and legs, her cunt still milking me for any semen that hadn't made it out.
And we kissed and kissed.
And said how much we loved each other.
Still, there was at least one sane neuron left in my brain, and that little neuron was thinking how complicated things had become with Anna.
Not to mention Nicky.

And my cock started to throb at the prospect.
Another neuron awoke and focused on something Nicky had said.
Something about she and Lisa watching a dirty video together.
That made my cock rock-hard again.

Part Six

Nicky and I fucked all that morning and afternoon, exploring (for her) new things.
She loved to have me straddle her and fuck her tits and she loved to talk dirty.
Once when I was pumping my boner between her oiled boobs, my cock thrusting toward her mouth, then receding, then forward again, she watched the head of my dick race toward her face and said, "This is like watching you fuck me from inside my cunt."
Not exactly the passioned cry I might have expected, but it turned me the hell on anyway.
Look, there's no question that in the eyes of society I shouldn't have been fucking a fourteen-year-old girl, but she was irresistible.
I didn't feel guilty about it-- I was still too overwhelmed at all the sex I'd been having.
Remember when I said I had a monkly life?
Well, not anymore.
At about three that afternoon we both seemed to understand that we had to go back to our regular lives.
We showered together and came together yet again-- me with my cock between her ass cheeks and she when I washed her clit with a bar of soap.
I was almost glad when she left, just so I could get some basic things done around the house.
I mean, more than half the day was gone because I fucked a virgin girl all day.
And yes, I think she was telling the truth about being a virgin.
Sure, she wanted to try everything, but each time we tried something new or different she was ever so slightly hesitant.
I don't know how to put it-- she was a nymphomaniac, she wasn't hesitant at all, but you could just tell it was the first time she did one thing or another, maybe it was the obvious delight she showed after she tried something.
In any event, there was a difference before and after she did something different.
But life was intruding on the little relationship we were building, and happily it occurred right away so there was time to think some things through.

The reality check came later when my next-door neighbor's wife, Barbara, commented to me, "Well, you seem to be getting comfortable with everyone next door on the other side, aren't you."
Typical of Barbara, it was a statement rather than a question.

I like Barbara, but she's always in everybody's business and spreading the news.
I wanted to handle this right from the get-go.
"You mean my dating Anna for a while?"
"It was more than a while," Barbara said, then asked, "Why, is it all over so soon?"
"Hey, Barbara, they're nice people and I've helped them settle in.
I assume that they'll be next door for a long while, so I'm being a nice neighbor. I helped Mark move your furniture in when you first got here, remember?"
Barbaba smiled, and she had a beautiful smile. Not long after they moved in, when I was in her garage allegedly to help her find something, I asked her to smile when I was ready to cum on her face.
We had fucked and sucked in the garage a few times after that, but I couldn't stand it after a while.
She simply talked too much.
But the encounter with Barbara was just a little thing that made me think about being a little more careful in the future.
I had no idea if anyone noticed Peggy entering or leaving my house or how long she'd been inside.
Anna was one thing, Nicky at fourteen was quite another.

I wasn't worried about Barbara-- there was no reason to be concerned because she knew nothing and wouldn't about what had already happened.
But it did make me give more than a little consideration to orchestrating any future encounters, especially with Nicky.
That evening I was out in my yard reading by the fish ponds and saw Mark about to start his lawnmower.
Mark's no rocket scientist, but he is a good neighbor in the sense we felt free to borrow each other's power tools without asking, each of us knowing the other would return it promptly and in good condition.
He had no idea I had fucked his wife, but that was five years ago anyway.
He waved when he saw me looking toward the fence that divided our properties and motioned for me to come to the fence.
"Hey, Neil, you have some load of pussy next door."
That's Mark-- right to the point.
"Yeah," I agreed, "I wouldn't want to live there. It must be constant PMS."
"So, how's the mother?" He wasn't asking about her health.
"She's a nice lady, good looking and all, but I don't think she's interested in me as anything but the nice guy next door who mows her lawn."
"She any good in bed?" Good old Mark, right back to the point.
"Beats me," I laughed. "When I find out, I'll let you know!"
If I have one rule in life, it's never, ever to brag about an affair, not even mention it.
It keeps me safe from jealous husbands, for one thing.
But it's also a self-serving rule.
Women talk to each other in ways men don't, and I knew for a fact that once other women knew I would never mention anything, it made them more aggressive about getting some sex outside the home.
"Get a load of that." Mark gestured for me to look behind me.
There was Lisa out on the deck in cut-off shorts and a bikini top.
Stunning, just stunning.
Although I know Lisa, Anna, and Nicky shared wardrobes, it didn't mean they were cut from the same cookie cutter just because everything fit pretty well.
Lisa's thighs were more muscular than her mother or sister, and her breasts were fuller and sat a little higher on her chest than Nicky's.

"She is something," I said, agreeing with Mark's unspoken evaluation. "All four of them seem to be nice pieces of ass, " he said, "even the little one, what's her name, Michelle.
My daughter plays with her a lot.
Nice kid. But you can see that she's going to have a killer ass even now."
He was right, too.

Well, I went back to my book all the more resolved to be very careful.
I waved 'hello' to Lisa as the light faded.
"Want a beer?" she asked, holding up her own.
"Sure," I answered.
Lisa came over to my yard, handed me a cold brew, and plopped in the chair next to mine.
"Great day, today," she said
"Yeah, lots of sun, not too hot, no humidity." It had been a fine day, I thought, even if I had spent so much of it inside.
"Not just the weather, you know?" Lisa said.
I had no clue. "How do you mean?"
Lisa smiled lewdly.
"Well, for one thing, both Nicky and I got laid twice.
Well, we both fucked two different people."
I didn't like where this was going. "Oh?" was all I could say.
"Yeah, like this afternoon I fucked Tracy, another checkout girl at the supermarket," Lisa said casually.
"Did you know I like girls better than guys? I think I'm a lesbian."
I had to laugh.
"Well, thanks for sharing that with me, Lisa" I said.
"Maybe you just haven't found the right guy yet."
"Maybe, but I'm not looking for a guy.
I just like other girls. Aren't you going to ask who the other one was?
I told you that both me and Nicky had sex with two people yesterday."
I was holding my breath. How much did she know?
Where was this going?
Who else had Nicky fucked today, and when and where?
Lisa said that she had been fucked by another girl, Tracy, that afternoon.
I knew who she meant. Tracy was about eighteen and built like a brick shithouse, with huge boobs that just grabbed a guy's eyes and made them lock on.
Tracy was on the heavy side, but right now she looked as good as she ever would look.

Well, better to deal with all this up front, I thought. "Okay, so who was the other lucky person?"
Seemingly absentmindedly, Lisa scratched her breast, leaving her hand to rest along the top of it.
"I know Nicky's first fuck was you, Neil, she told me all about it."
Before I could utter a word of denial, she cut me off.
"Don't worry, Nicky and I always tell each other everything.
Always have.
She showed me your dried cum on her tits and I sucked it off.
That's what got us started.
We finished the day with each other."
Wow. Oh, man. What the fuck was I supposed to say? So I said nothing.
Not that my silence slowed Lisa down.
"So now Nicky's scared you won't fuck her again because she's a lez like me, but I think she's really just bi because she sure liked both experiences, you know?
She said she'd like to have both of us fuck you, but I told her I'd much rather have her and me watch you fucking Mom.
That way I could get off with Nicky real hard."
Oh, sure, just drop that bomb on me.
All I did was raise an eyebrow.

"Would that turn you on, Neil?" Lisa smiled again, looking at my crotch.
"I guess it would, because it has."
I was hard as a rock.
"Now don't you be mad at my little sis, hear? And why don't you patch things up with Mom so we can get this show on the road?"
With that, she finished her beer and went back to her deck.
There was so little light left that I started to go inside to finish my book.

"Hi."

It was Anna.
Here in the garden, standing at my end of the short path between our yards, looking so plaintively beautiful.
I suddenly realized that I really hadn't expected to see her again.
No explanation for why I felt that way.
After all, she did live next door and I had seen her since our last encounter.
But I guess I had thought I wouldn't actually be able to talk with her.
She was not a happy cowgirl when she left my house the other night.
"Hi, Anna," I said. "How are you?"
She sat in the chair that Lisa had vacated moments before.
"I saw Lisa was here.
I'm glad my kids get along with you, Neil.
Nicky adores you for letting her be a part of your garden.
I think she has a crush on you," she added.

"Nicky? A crush on me?" I laughed.
"She can do a whole lot better than me, Anna."
Anna reached for my hand and held it.
"She could do a whole lot worse, too."
"She's a good kid, Anna.
You seem to have three good kids. How are they adapting to the new neighborhood?"
"Oh, jeez, I had to drag Mickie all the way here.
She was hysterical about leaving her friends.
Now she doesn't even want to keep in touch with her friends in Chicago.
Lisa's a little apprehensive about starting all over again at a new high school, but that's more than two months away, and she's already got a lot of new girlfriends."
Anna chewed her lower lip, adding, "And for Nicky, you are the neighborhood."
I tugged on Anna's hand and she rose from the chair, letting me lead her to sit on my lap.
The short twilight was over, and we sat in the dark.
She was such a tiny lady, petite, a light package, and I enjoyed how she ground her breasts into my chest as we kissed.

"I missed you, Anna," I said. "I'm genuinely sorry that I, um, well, acted as I did."

"No, no," she murmured as she nuzzled my neck, "no, you woke me up."
She drew away from me and sat straight up on my lap.
"Neil," she said, "when I left here I felt humiliated, degraded. I cried myself to sleep over it, but the more I thought about it, the more I let my body respond to the images of that night, well, the more I felt okay about it."

She started nuzzling me again, taking my hand and putting them on her breasts.
I started unbuttoning her blouse as she licked my earlobes.
"All I want is to make you happy, Neil," she said.
"Your cum makes me happy. I want to be your slut."
"My cunt," I blurted.
"Your cunt, lover, your cunt."
Anna slid from my lap and knelt between my legs.
Her hand slid up my leg and into my shorts, her hand grasping my throbbing cock.
She started to gently jerk me off as she unbuttoned her blouse.
And she kept talking, using the words and situations she had condemned as dirty not long ago.

"I want to suck your big cock, baby," she said.
"I'm your dirty little cocksucker, your whore. I liked sucking those panties, Neil, I liked wearing that other woman's bra when your cum shot into my mouth.
Your cum gave me the biggest orgasm I've ever had."

By then Anna had pulled my shorts down to my ankles, and as she started to suck me she pulled the shorts free and tossed them aside.

I held her head, my fingers caressing her ears as her wet lips and tongue made love to my blood-filled boner.
I arched my back from the pleasure of it and looked straight up at the starlit sky.
As the spasm subsided, I reached down to caress her stretched lips, enjoying the feel of my fingertips tracing the path her mouth was making.
And that's when I saw a flash of movement by the side of my shed.
It was Lisa. I could see her clearly in the moonlight as surely as she could clearly see her mother giving me a blowjob.
As I watched, Nicky came up behind her and untied Lisa's bikini top, cupping her breasts and looking at me and Anna.
Lisa turned to face Nicky, who was already topless, and I watched their breasts flatten against each other as they started to kiss and to undo each other's shorts.
In a moment they were naked and grinding against each other.
Anna's lips were insistent.
She alternated between sucking the entire length of my rock-hard cock, then holding it against her lips as she kissed and licked my shaft from top to bottom and back up again.
I watched Nicky's and Lisa's hands caress their cunts, and I started to pump my hips, driving my cock hard into Anna's mouth.
The two girls fixed their eyes on me, maneuvering to find a better vantage point so they could see more clearly.
"Anna, I'm going to cum," I panted.
I guess I wanted to be fair so she could decide where to take my load.

She leaned back, her breasts thrust forward by her arched back and uplift, white brassiere, her hand still stroking my boner, back and forth, back and forth.

"Shoot your cum on me, Neil," she gasped, "I want to see it shoot out of your cock, I want to wear it, I want to sleep with your sperm on my skin, on my bra, on my face, in my mouth. Give it to me!"
She spit on her hand to make it all the more slippery and jerked me off, my cockhead about a foot from her face and breasts.
"I want it !"

The single sane neuron worried that neighbors might hear this woman.
The rest of me loved to hear it and was glad that Nicky and Lisa could hear, too.

I looked down at Anna.
Despite the dark, the stars and the moon gave some resolution to her crouched figure.
She sucked me again, just twice up and down, and I looked over to see Nicky and Lisa bent over at the waist watching.
Their young and full breasts hung straight down, swaying gently as they squirmed on their own fingers in their wet cunts.

Knowing that her daughters were watching, I pulled back slightly and let my load shoot a thick, white jet of cum directly onto Anna's nose, splitting and flowing down either side.
The second load flew inside her mouth and onto her chin, and the next three splattered her neck and white-clad breasts.
I could see Nicky's smile from her exposed white teeth. Lisa watched fixedly, unable to stop staring at her mother.
As Anna used my boner as an applicator to wipe my sperm all over her face, the girls gathered their clothes and disappeared silently into the house.

"Tell me I'm your cunt, Neil," Anna demanded.

"Anna, you are my cheap little whore," I said as she smiled at the recognition.
She kissed, then gently sucked my balls as I continued on.
"Your slutty mouth is better than any cunt, except yours and you-know-whose."
She shuddered in orgasm at my reference to the 'other woman'.
"I had her wear your bra when I fucked her again, Anna. It was like fucking you, but in another cunt."
"Who is she?" Anna asked, her hand down her jeans and her fingers furiously working on her sopping-wet clit.
"Wouldn't you like to know," I taunted.
"I do want to know, Neil," she said.
"Just thinking about you with another woman makes me hot."
She looked down so I couldn't look into her eyes.
I could see she was embarrassed, but wasn't sure by what.
It seemed that she was horrified by what we had just done and what she had just said.
But I was wrong.

"I get dripping wet thinking about being with you and her, Neil.
If I'm sharing you with her, then I want you to share her with me. It's only fair."

Part Seven

Like peas in a pod, they were.
Nicky, Lisa, and Anna, despite their ability to be brazen, were all basically good girls still guiltily exploring a newly released sexuality.
I mean, Nicky had watched her mother blow me, had cum when I came on her mother's face, but now she was the very embarrassed fourteen-year-old she in actuality always was.
When I first saw Nicky the day after the garden event with Anna, she looked away.
called to her, and she joined me, sitting on my front steps.
"Hey, you,"
I breathed, wanting to cuddle her right in view of everyone on Beach Road.
I spoke softly because the short street was active enough for an audience to happen by on short notice.
She still wouldn't look at me, instead staring across the street without expression. after a moment she whispered, "I didn't think you'd want to be with a lesbian."
"Do you want to be with me?" I asked.
I could see the relief spread her face with a smile.
"You know I want to be with you again."
At that she finally looked at me and at that moment I knew I was in love with her-- genuinely, deeply.
"Then, my love, you are no lesbian. Bi-sexual maybe, and I hope you are.
Seeing you with Lisa was very exciting."
The happy Nicky was back.
She could hardly contain her enthusiasm.
"You sure you're not going to like Lisa better than me?" she asked, obviously comfortable with her supremacy.

"It's not Lisa who I have in mind, Nicky," I said, "although Lisa's a very close second."
"Who, then?"
"You wore her bra, Nicky."
Peggy was shocked. "My mom?"
"Ssssshhhhh," I hushed her, looking around to see if anyone was nearby.
"Come on, keep it down. If you don't like the idea, I'll drop it right now and forever."

In the time that it took me to say that, Nicky, the deep-down slut part of her now in dominance, said, "You can't know how wet I am, Neil. I didn't know what to think or feel when I watched your stiff cock pump Mom's mouth."

"I liked having you watch," I said, wanting to pull Nicky's top down and fuck her mouth in front of the neighborhood.
"Lisa and I licked each other when we went home.
I sneaked into her room and we sixty-nined. I was sooo hot, Neil. Not just because I was licking my sister's pussy, but because I was thinking about you and Mom.
You, your cock spurting onto her. Mom, with her face dripping in your slippery cum.
I wanted to suck your cock and lick your cum off Mom."
Nicky was turned on. So was I.
"Care for an iced tea?" I asked loudly.
"Sure!" It was Barbara's voice, Barbara the busybody.
She walked into view and said, "Only kidding. It is a humid day, though.
Well, don't let the girl die of thirst because I can't keep my mouth shut!"
With a wave Barbara went back to talking to another neighbor.
My trail covered nicely, I grabbed Nicky's hand and drew her inside.
I swung the door shut and pressed her against it.
I pushed my right hand under her short skirt and onto her panty-covered crotch.
The material was already wet and getting wetter as I pushed my middle finger against her clit.
"You liked seeing your mother sucking on my cock, didn't you?"
"God, yes, it was so hot watching you," Nicky answered, her eyes closed and hips pumping steadily against my hand.
"Anna wants to know whose bra she was wearing, Nicky. She wants the three of us together."
I kept massaging her grinding cunt lips.
I kissed her, licking her tongue and lips.
"Yessss, yesss," she gasped.
"But Lisa wants to have you while I fuck your mother.
Lisa wants to play with you while Anna and I get it on."
"No, no," Nicky said. "Lisa already got to watch with me."
I rubbed her sopping wet crotch, working my fingers under her panties and onto her slippery cunt-lips.
"Nicky, maybe it should be the four of us."
Nicky was having her orgasm, shuddering as the pleasure swept over her, arching her back and going rigid, then shuddering as I slowed my hand, leaving two fingers in her flowing hole.
Had she come just because it was time to cum, or did the prospect of sharing me with her mother and sister push her over the edge?
I was kissing her, our tongues jousting. Nicky was stroking my cock through my pants with one hand, while with the other she tugged at my belt and zipper.
"Fuck me," she said, first pulling my pants down and off, then her panties, finally bending over the back of the sofa with her skirt pulled up over her waist.
Like I was going to say no? Fat chance.
I stood behind her and slid into her cunt.
I stroked in and out, bending over her so I could feel her soft tits through her T-shirt and bra.

"In my ass, Neil, fuck me up the ass."

Up until this point I sort of thought I was the master of the universe-- I was teaching them. Well, Anna was no virgin, but I had sure introduced her to some new things.
Yet this was the first time I had ever seriously thought about fucking someone in her ass.
And I liked the thought.

I pushed Nicky's T-shirt up to her neck and unsnapped her bra, letting her heavy little breasts hang free, and shoved my boner in and out of her pussy.
She reached back with both hands and said again, "In my ass."
I pulled my cock out of her cunt.
It was glistening with her slippery cunt juice as I pushed it against her tight, puckered asshole.
My cock grew even harder as I pushed slowly against her.
Just as her anus dilated and allowed my cock inside her ass, I pulled out, and stuck it in her cunt again until it glistened once more.
Coated with her cunt juice, my cock slid slowly into her ass until my balls bounced against her cunt.
I don't think I've ever felt anything so uniformly tight around my cock.
I leaned over and played with her naked nipples as I pumped her ass.

"Do you like my boner up your ass, Nicky?" I asked.

"Yes, Neil, fuck me in my asshole, fuck my ass, fuck my ass, fuck my ass," she chanted.

"Do you want me to cum in your asshole, Nicky-girl,?"

"In my ass, in my ass," she kept saying.
Here was my very special girl bent over the sofa, her cute, rounded ass in the air, and my bursting cock was in her fourteen-year-old asshole.
I felt my orgasm begin and I pushed as far up her asshole as my cock would go, then thrusted slowly and in short strokes so my cock would be as far up her ass as possible when I squirted into her.
That, combined with the rush I felt from playing with her stiff nipples, made me blow my load, gob after gob of hot, white, cum up her brown little ass.
I was actually resting on her back after I came, exhausted from draining my cock.

"I like it up my ass, Neil," Nicky panted.

I squeezed her young breasts and said, "Your ass is made for it, babe."
Even as I spoke my softened cock was pushed out of her contracting anus.
I moved back and watched the cum drip out of her ass and down her cunt-slit.
I could see Nicky was using her internal muscles to give me a show of her pushing the cum out.
I kissed her ass cheeks and wiped her clean with her panties.
Pegs quickly pulled the rest of her clothes on, made herself presentable, poured herself a glass of iced tea, kissed me, and pranced out the door, saying, "Gee, Neil, is it okay if I bring the glass back later?."
That took care of Barbara.
"Sure, Nicky, take your time," I answered. Whenever you're ready to get your ass drilled again, I thought as she scampered across my lawn to her front door.

As it turned out, I didn't get the glass back until that evening.
Anna called when she got home from work and invited me to dinner.
As she had promised, it wasn't any special fare, just meat loaf, baked potatoes, asparagus, and a salad.

We all had wine with the meal and chatted about nothing in particular.
To an outsider, it might have been as innocent as an average family sitting down to a Sunday meal after church.
Well, it wasn't innocent and they weren't average.
And, while I never thought of myself as particularly innocent, I felt even less so after fucking young Nicky's asshole, and that, too, made me feel decidedly more than average.

The wine flowed freely and, as the Romans say, in vino veritas-- in wine, the truth.
Anna seemed dreamily distracted, occasionally catching my eye suggestively, her blouse unbuttoned to the point of outright seduction.
Nicky seemed more vivacious than ever, as though she were the birthday girl.
Lisa's smirk made it obvious to me what had delayed return of the glass.
No doubt Nicky had blabbed about getting ass-fucked the moment she saw Lisa and they had spent the rest of the day licking each other.

And Mickie.
Mickie was noticeably getting sleepy.
Four glasses of wine for a twelve-year-old was a bit much, and she was obviously having trouble keeping her eyes open.
Not wanting to seem the very young child she was, she gulped down most of a fifth glass before dreamy Anna saw what was happening.
It was just after eight when she told Nicky and Lisa to clear the table and wash the dishes.

"I think I'd better get little Mickie ready for bed," she said, slurring her words slightly.
Anna was just a bit uneasy on her feet, and I suggested maybe I should carry her youngest girl to her bedroom.
Mickie was out like a light.

Mickie was a mere waif in my arms, and as I held her against me I could see her tiny lace bra cups.
Well, hell, I was feeling the wine, too, so I let myself get hard at the thought of what was in those little a-cups.
I lay Mickie on the bed, then put an arm around Anna and said, "Well, that's taken care of."
I was hoping Nicky and Lisa would also succumb to the wine.

Anna's head was on my shoulder and my boner was hard as I wondered what the night would hold.
Was I really hoping Nicky and Lisa would fall asleep?
What would happen if they were up and ready?

"Neil," Anna said, "I should get Mickie ready for the night, so I'll meet you out on the deck, okay?"

I turned her to me and kissed her, feeling her breasts. Her nipples were as swollen as my cock.
"I'll stay just in case you need help, Anna"
Any other time that excuse would have been as bald as a baby's bottom, but with the two of us heady with wine and Anna slurring, it almost sounded noble.
But I'm sure Anna knew I just wanted to watch her strip her twelve-year-old daughter.
I lifted Mickie and held her against me as Anna tugged the small T-shirt over Mickie's cute bra.
I shifted my grip on the girl so Anna could get the shirt over her head and off her arms.
I let my hands graze the young girl's tiny titties-- they were just too small to be called tits or even breasts.
I could see the slightest bulge of flesh, but the most prominent part of her budding boobs were her puffy nipples.
I couldn't resist, I squeezed the tiny bulge.

"Neil!" Anna said. "You stop that!"

Did she mean it? Whatever, I allowed my thumb to circle the small, pink nipple "Neil, I mean that.
I don't want to see you getting hard because of Mickie!"
She meant it all right, and I wondered what her response would be when she found out that the mystery bra belonged to her other daughter, Nicky.
I lay Mickie down again.
"Anna, don't be angry. I was and am hard just because of you. Jeez," I said, "She has hardly anything to get hard over. No offense, but you know what I mean. Next year, maybe. But not yet."
Anna bought the explanation and unhooked the front clasp on Mickie's little lacy bra.
She exposed her daughters tiny breasts when she pulled the cups aside and the bra out from under her, and they were just as I had imagined them to be.
So young, so tempting.
Anna then slipped Mickie's pants down and off, leaving her young daughter with only her panties on.
Anna started to pull a sheet over Mickie, but I held her arm. In vino, veritas.
"Anna, take her panties off."
Silence.
I was behind Anna and cupped her breasts.
"Come on, you slut, show me your daughter's little pussy."
I massaged her nipples and pushed my hard cock against her ass.
"Strip her for me, Anna, and you'll get this cock to play with."

Without hesitation or any sound, Anna bent over her daughter and pulled the panties down to where we could just see the start of her downy pubic hair, soft and almost filmy, just a hint of evidence that this child was in fact a woman.
"Are you ready for the show?" Anna whispered.
"Are you ready to see Mickie's baby pussy?"

All I did was squeeze her tits harder.
Anna pulled Mickie's panties down to her knees and off her completely, leaving the child's legs spread wide so I could see her virtually hairless little slit.
Anna pushed back against me and turned, pushing me out the door of the bedroom.
"We'll take care of that hard thing in your pants later," she said.
I couldn't get the image of Mickie's naked young body out of my mind.
Oh, well.
Three out of four ain't bad. I guess Lisa counted for something-- I mean having a girl watch her mother suck me off wasn't the same as fucking her, but it still has to count for something.

Part Eight

It took a while to sort things out, but finally I wound up out on the deck with Anna.
I knew where Nicky and Lisa were and what they were up to, but Anna didn't have a clue.

We lay back on her lounge chair, squished side-by-side in a delightfully uncomfortable position in a lounge made for one.
Anna snuggled against me and I cupped her breast.
"So," she said softly, "tell me whose bra I was wearing when you first released me from my hang-ups."
"You know, Anna, the old saying that you shouldn't ever ask any question you're not prepared to hear the answer to?"
"Just tell me."
"No other questions?"
"Just tell me, dammit!" Anna was being playful, and from the way she squirmed I knew her cunt was flowing with her slippery juice.
Nicky, who had been listening at the kitchen window, emerged onto the deck wearing a short, silk robe.
"Hi, Mom," she said.
Anna stiffened at the thought of her daughter seeing her getting felt up.
"Nicky, I think you should go inside."
"I want to show you something, Mom," Nicky said, walking closer to us and opening her robe.
"Do you like my red bra?" She leaned over us both and kissed me, her bra rubbing Anna's lips.
I kept sliding my hands over Anna's breasts while I tongued with her daughter.
"Oh, Nicky, my little girl grown so big," Anna said quietly.
I looked down and saw Anna pulling Nicky's bra aside so she could take her daughter's nipple in her mouth.
Anna gently sucked Nicky's breast while I slid off the lounge, leaving mother and daughter in each others' arms.

"I love you, Mom," Nicky said, unbuttoning Anna's blouse. "I love you and want to show you how much."
Anna looked at me and sighed.
"What about you, Neil? Are you going to watch us?
Is that what you want?"
I had already dropped my pants and my erection made a perpendicular tent out of my undershorts.
I pulled the waist band down and stroked my cock.
"I love you, Anna, and Nicky knows I love her, too. We can be together and love each other."

By then Nicky had her mother's blouse open and was sucking Anna's breast through her sheer, white bra.
Anna's hips pumped slightly at the stimulation.
"Are you going to fuck my daughter in front of me?" Anna asked.

I smiled. "Yes, Anna, I'm going to fuck your daughter's wet cunt."
And even as I said it, Lisa came out on the deck with a video camera. Lisa was fully dressed, a halter top and very tight jeans that accented her round and protruding ass.
She set the camera on a tripod and aimed it at her mother and sister.
Looking through the viewer, she sized up the frame and moved the tripod back a few feet.
Then she set the machine to 'on' and stood next to me.

"Yes, Anna, you're going to see me fuck your daughter, and so will my darling Nicky."
I pulled Lisa to me and kissed her, our tongues jutting into each other's mouths, and I tugged the halter top up over her breasts and let my hands feel them as she grinded her cunt against my stiff cock.

"Oh, my darling baby," Anna moaned as Nicky pulled her slacks and panties off, kissing down her mother's flat belly toward her neatly clipped pussy.
"Oh, baby, suck Mommy, do Mommy's pussy and make her feel good."
And Nicky obliged, licking her mother's pussy-lips, then sucking the swollen clit.

I had Lisa's jeans down to her knees and held her from behind, my boner pushed against the soft silk of her panties.
"Do you still think you're a lesbian, Nicky?"

Nicky looked up from the wet cunt in her face and turned to me.
"I like doing whatever makes you want to cum, Neil. I'll do anything you want me to, especially when I like it."
At that, she went back to slurping her mother's cunt juices.

I whispered in Lisa's ear, "And do you think you're still a lesbian, Lisa?"
I pinched her erect, stiff nipples through the lace of her bra, then lowered the straps so her cups fell, leaving her high-riding breasts bare.

She wiggled her ass against my cock.
"No guy ever had me this hot before, Neil.
Maybe it's just watching Mom and Nicky fucking that's making me so horny.
But I want you to screw me now while I watch."
I unhooked her bra and pulled her panties down, inching her closer to the lounge until she had to lean over Nicky.
Lisa's face was inches from her mothers flowing cunt while her sister lapped at the juices.
Seeing Lisa's big breasts pressed against Nicky's back, I took my cock and slid it into Lisa.

Cunt is cunt is cunt, but these three women had the most exquisite cunts in the world.
Lisa was contracting around my cock as I fucked her.
She wiggled forward a little more so that she and Nicky both licked their mother's steaming pussy.
I could hear the soft whir of the video camera just to the side of us.

Anna unhooked Nicky's infamous red bra and pulled her middle-daughter up so that Nicky's naked breasts traced their way up to Anna's silk bra.
Anna held one of Nicky's tits and rubbed her distended nipple across her own.
"My baby's grown so big, so soft," Anna whispered.
"Let Mommy suck your tits, darling , give Mommy your breasts."
With Nicky's panties now within her reach, Anna slid them over the girls ass while she sucked frantically on her childs young breasts.

I grabbed Lisa by her hair and pulled her face away from her mother's pussy.

"Lick Nicky's asshole, Lisa," I said.
Lick her cunt and her ass.
Nicky, get your panties off so Mom can suck your hot little cunt."
I let Lisa suck her sister's ass for a few minutes as I slid in and out of her wet, tight cunt, then pulled her away and back to her mother's pussy.
As Lisa slurped and licked, I told Nicky to face me and put her pussy on Anna's mouth.

We weren't noisy, but we all moaned as we fucked and sucked and got fucked and sucked.
I had my thumb pressed against Lisa's asshole and felt it loosen as I massaged it.
She went wild once my thumb was in her ass, her hips gyrating so wildly it was hard for me to keep my cock jammed in her teenage cunt.
I used her wet slit with my cock while I probed into her anus and watched Anna lick Nicky's young cunt until her daughter's cum ran down her face.

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to have three beautiful women doing whatever you wanted, like a movie director giving instructions to the cast?
Let me tell you, it's the best thing in the world.

I was getting ready to cum and said so.
Nicky told Lisa to take my cock in her ass and Lisa started moaning and panting.
I pulled my cock out of her sweet young cunt and told Nicky to lick her asshole.
Anna slid down so Lisa could nuzzle her breasts.
I went over to Anna and pushed my cock in her mouth.
Anna started her orgasm when she tasted Lisa's pussy on my boner.

For the finale, I had Lisa lay on her back on the lounge, her knees next to her ears and her ass straight in the air.
Nicky sucked my cock and left her spit on it as a lubricant.
Lisa's asshole was gaping and my cock slid in her easily.
I fucked her ass slowly as Nicky cupped my balls and Anna kissed her other daughter fully on the mouth.

In and out of Lisa's brown asshole, so hot and tight.
I told Anna and Nicky to suck Lisa's breasts, and they did, their tongues laving Lisa's nipples, their teeth nibbling.
I started to moan myself and pulled out of Lisa's ass, arching my back and leaning forward to shoot the biggest load of my life, huge gobs of cum that splashed Lisa's heaving tits and her mother's and sister's faces.
And just when I thought it was over, my cock stiffened again as if summoning extra reserves of hot, sticky semen, and I shot another load on my three lovely women.

And then I was done.
All that was left was the beautiful image of Anna and her two daughters, their faces and breasts slippery with man-juice.
"Mommy?"
It came from behind me. It was Mickie.
We had all assumed little twelve-year-old Mickie would sleep through the night.

Part Nine

At the sound of Mickie's plaintive cry for her mother, Mr. Stiffy did his Mr. Droopy act so fast that cum-covered Nicky and Lisa started laughing.
Anna's motherly instincts drove her faster than common sense as she rushed to Mickie's side to comfort her.
She drew her youngest daughter to her in a hug and didn't realize that she was pressing Mickie's face into the thick cum on her bra.
"Mommy! What's that gooey stuff on you?"
I was still looking at Lisa and Nicky, who were laughing even harder.
I didn't know whether to laugh, cry, or call the police to surrender myself.

"It tastes funny, Mommy. Did you spill some cream on you?"
I turned to see young Mickie licking a gob of cum off her mother's brassiere.
Anna looked at me with an expression that was of horror and a hint of lust.
She knelt beside Mickie and said, "Give Mommy a kiss, baby."

Mickie kissed her cheek and found more of my cum to lick. "Is there any more of this, Mommy?" Mickie asked. "I really like it."

I moved into the shadows and watched Anna point Mickie to her sisters.
Mickie wore only a long T-shirt as a nightie.
She must have put it on after we had left.

"Over here, Mickie," Lisa said softly.

"Did you spill some of the cream on you, too?" Mickie asked.

"That's why we don't have any clothes on, Mick," Nicky said.
"We spilled that wonderful cream all over us."
"Can I have what you spilled, too, huh, Lisa? Please?"
Mickie sure liked to lick my cum, and Mr. Droopy was reforming himself as I watched the little girl slurp my jism off her older sister's breasts and cheeks.

After Mickie cleaned Lisa, Nicky welcomed her into her arms, squirming as her little sister's tongue roamed over her face and breasts.
This time, once Nicky was clean, Mickie stayed at her nipples to suck.
"That feels good, Mickie," Nicky said. "Don't stop."
Anna was in the shadow behind me, her hand in front stroking my hard cock.
"You be gentle with my little darling," she said.
"I can see what you want"
I turned to her so my hardon pressed against her cunt lips.
With a gentle push I was in her cunt, her warm cum juices flowing all over my cock.
We continued to watch Mickie and her sisters in sex play.
Lord knows the child had the best teachers.

"Is there any more cream?" Mickie asked.
"I really liked it. Where'd you get it?"
"Neil brought it over special for us, little sister," Lisa said.
"Maybe he'll make some more if you're a good girl."
"I want to be a good girl," Mickie said as Nicky stroked her downy young slit, her finger inside the tight cunt, sliding her wetness up and onto her still developing clit.
It didn't take long for us all to go inside.
There wasn't enough light to even see each other, much less capture that Kodak moment on tape.
Anna stayed on the deck for a few minutes talking quietly with Mickie as Lisa and Nicky moved the camera and tripod into Mickie's room.

"You don't know how much I want to suck your cock right now, Neil," Nicky said.
"This is so hot. Are you going to fuck our little Mickie?"
"Let's see what your mother says. But I'd like to. Maybe I should just shoot my cum up your pussy and let Mickie lick it out."
Nicky leaned heavily against a dresser and started to rub her engorged clit.

That's when Anna came in with little Mickie in tow.
Mickie lay down on the bed, and Nicky and Lisa joined her, one on either side, both touching Mickie's swollen mound , their hands tickling her small pussy while they gently sucked her puffy nipples.
Anna said she wanted to talk to me outside Mickie's room.

"Look," she said, "events here have gone way beyond anything I ever imagined.
We're in it now, I'm comfortable with this, but I still think Mickie is a little young to have your cock in her."
She held my boner while she kissed me, almost in apology."But soon huh?"
"What now, then, Anna?" I asked.
"Let her taste your cum, Neil. I explained to Mickie what it's all about, just what sort of cream it is and how it's made. Just don't put your cock into her pussy.
That's for me and Lisa and Nicky. Not Mickie, not just yet."

I wasn't sure why she had drawn the line, nor was I sure what big difference it made where she had drawn it, but my cock was just waiting to be milked.

We went back into Mickie's room.
Nicky and Lisa had their sister very much worked up.
"Mom," said Lisa, "you handle the camera and Nicky and I will help Mickie."

The three of them sat on the edge of the bed and I stood in front of them.
Lisa leaned over and sucked my cock for about a dozen strokes, then leaned back and held my cock so Nicky could suck up and down as many times again.
"Got the idea, Mickie?" Lisa asked.
Mickie nodded and leaned forward tentatively, her small lips brushing my cock, then parting in their sweet wetness to take the end of my pole into her mouth.
She was so young, so beautiful.
I pushed slightly and she took more and more in her mouth.
At one point, though, she gagged and coughed, leaving my boner to bounce in front of her face.

"Put your hand on it," Nicky advised.
"Don't take it as far in unless you want to.
You can suck up and down on part of it and stroke the rest with your hand. It'll make him cum faster."

Mickie did what Nicky suggested, sucking and stroking my prick until I said I was going to cum.

"Cum on her titties the way you came on ours," Lisa said.
"We're going to share it."

I straddled their little sister and rubbed the head of my cock on the child's breasts.
I started to stroke my boner, but then felt Anna's hand take my cock.
"I want to make you cum on her," Anna said.
"All you have to do is give my little girl your cream to eat."

Anna spit on her hand and started to jerk me off just above Mickie's tiny breasts.
I couldn't hold back, and, with a low moan, I came, shooting my first load into Mickie's welcoming, open mouth, and the rest onto her little boobs.
Anna's hand kept stroking me until my balls were as empty as they've ever been.

Mickie smiled, my cum dripping all over her lips and teeth, swallowing the load that had gone into her mouth.
Lisa and Nicky licked the warm cum off her tiny breasts and held it in their mouths before kissing their young sister, swapping my cum between them and all over their faces.
Their fingers worked on her until she came too, noisily I slumped on the bed, exhausted.

Anna snuggled close to me and kissed me.

There was more to come, of course, but perhaps that's best left for another time.

Candlelight Desires

by Dangermouse

The headlights of Heather's car cast strange shadows upon the walls of the library as she shut the engine off.
Another evening at the computers. Another evening of combating the emptiness inside herself.
"Only a few more weeks" she muttered.
"A few more weeks and I'll have my own computer and wont have to keep coming back to the library, with their outdated equipment and who knows who pounding away on the keyboards."
She also knew a great truth. The truth that she was a lonely girl and if it wasn't for the occasional foray into cyberspace she would not have much of a social life at all.
Heather sighed, as she gathered her papers and locked the car door.
How long would it be before she would know the bliss of anothers touch.
A touch beyond the odd fumblings in the backseat of yet another disappointing date.
A touch of true desire from a lover to herself alone.
She silently cursed a God who for so long had denied her the pleasures that seem to come so easily to others.
The stale scent of countless books and periodicals greeted her as she walked past the librarian who merely smiled and nodded to her in familiarity.
Heather was a regular to the few computers her library had.
One could always count on her to be sitting at the keyboard on Friday nights, catching up on her e-mail and chatting with folks whom she was sure led far more exciting lives than herself.
Most nights she would be alone.
Other nights perhaps two or three ladies would be sharing the communities cyberworld.
Tonight was crowded, all full but one.
She paid no attention to the lovely dark haired girl who was seated at the computer next to her, other than to notice she was quite beautiful.
The girls perfume teased Heathers senses, and for the briefest of moments she felt a flush of excitement waft over her.
She smiled at the girl, and a smile was returned, both warm and genuine.

Heather was mildly confused at her own feelings but chalked them up to being tired, or the cravings inside all of us for the attentions of another, no mater who they might be.
The attentions of a friend and confidant to share ones most intimate desires and joys.
That is what Heather had craved and unknowingly that is what Heather had found.
The evening wore on, as Heather typed up several friendly letters and briefly chatted with some friends in far off places.
Occasionally interrupted by the girl next to her laughing and enjoying what was obviously a delightful cyber session.
She was playful and self assured, almost borderline rude in a friendly sort of way.
Heather liked this girl in spite of herself, and could not help glancing over at her at every opportunity.
Heather felt a touch on her shoulder.
It was the girl with a mischievous grin.
"Hey, you want to see something funny?" the girl winked at Heather.
Heather looked over at the girls computer and noticed she was in an adult chat room.
"I've been chatting with this girl and we just started cybering, she has no idea that I'm a girl too! Ironic isn't it? she says I've been teasing her in ways no man has ever teased her before!"
The girl stopped to giggle at the joke.
"No kidding right?, I mean who else would know how to really please a woman but another woman? I just don't have the heart to tell her".
Her soft touch on Heathers shoulder became more of a caress as the two laughed together.
And so the friendship began.

She was Rebecca.
She had a zest for life, and made friends easily.
She knew what she wanted and was unashamed to show the world.
She craved pleasure the way others crave passion.
She knew that life was short and if ecstasy could only come from another womans touch, so be it, and the rest of society be damned.
The two girls spent the rest of the evening playing with the unknowing cyber friend, enjoying each others company and laughing from the deception as well as from the erotic thoughts that came to mind.
It was all too soon that closing time was upon them and they gathered up their belongings as they headed for the door.
Rebecca looked at her watch.
"You know hun; the nights still young, feel like going out for a quick drink or two?"
Heather knew she had no plans for the next day and readily agreed.

The bar was dark and the two sat in a small booth tossing back yet another glass of white wine.
Heather was confused at the thoughts she was having.
Rebecca had made her feel like no man ever had before.
To society it was supposed to be wrong.
But Heather knew inside that whatever her feelings were, the love between them was as right as a storybook romance.

Rebecca knew this feeling very well and almost instinctively she lay her hand upon Heathers thigh.
Rebecca smiled as she saw Heathers eyes close, returning her caress by placing her hand over hers and sighing wistfully.
"Its been so long since I've felt anything like that" Heather whispered. Rebecca nodded in agreement, as the two hands explored each others fingertips.
"who would have guessed it would be another woman to make me feel this way".
The stroll to the cars was a benediction unto itself.
The two lovers embraced by the glow of the streetlight.
Embraced with the promise of pleasures to come.
That night Heather lay in her bed and mused upon the feelings she had encountered.
"Its so different" she said to herself.
"Was it real?"
She knew the wetness she felt between her legs was real, as she slowly teased herself to the erotic thoughts of another womans touch.
She brought herself to a delightfully pleasant orgasm much faster than anytime ever before.
She dreamed about what it would be like to run her tongue around another woman. To have another woman please her.
Knowing all the secrets that a girl knows and not having to coach, but merely having to enjoy.
A captive to her mind and body.
She lifted her finger to her mouth and was entranced by the flavor of her own juices.
"Would another girl be as sweet?" she thought.
Heather was more eager than ever to find out the mysteries she had missed for so many years.

Thoughts of Rebecca clouded Heathers mind all the coming week, as every night she let herself fall deeper and deeper into the passion and craving of her new friends anticipated touch.
On Friday she could barely contain her desires, as she would slip away at work to keep herself wet and wanting for what was sure to be a night to remember.
She wondered if her coworkers noticed the sweet smells from her pleasures as she returned to her desk pleasantly fatigued.
Heather used all her willpower to keep from breaking the speed laws as she drove to the library that night.
She pulled into a parking space and noticed Rebecca walking towards her.
How lovely Rebecca looked .
The tiny erect nipples of her lover straining against the silky blue fabric of her dress.
Her heels clicking softly on the pavement as she climbed in the passenger side.
"No computer tonight Heather!" Rebecca smiled "Tonight is for us alone".
The two drove into the night.
It might have been only someone's house it was so quaint, but the small wooden sign saying "bed and breakfast" betrayed its purpose.
"I stayed here before and the rooms are fabulous!" Rebecca touched Heathers thigh as she spoke.
The touch sent tiny shivers of ecstasy over them both.
Heather knew there was no going back. She could never deny her true feelings again.
She wanted this woman and wanted her badly.

The moment the car parked Heather embraced her lover and kissed her long and deep.
There was no shock or resistance in Rebecca, as their tongues merged together.
The sweetness of two lovers juices flowing between the passions of their bodies.
Heather wanted the kiss to last forever, but was over too soon as she heard a gentle whisper.
"Come with me and I'll show you wonderful things".
They walked inside and greeted the clerk cheerfully. while he was finding them their key Rebecca would tease Heather by running her fingers along her thigh and trace a path to her belly button.
This got Heather giggling, to the confusion of the clerk who wondered what was the matter as they laughed whenever he turned his back.
Rebecca signed quickly and grabbed the key from his hand.
The two smiled sweetly to the clerk and trotted upstairs.
Heather stared intently at the key as it slowly turned in its lock.
It was almost in slow motion as Rebecca opened the door to the room.
To Heather it was a symbolic opening as well.
An opening of her passions and desires.
An opening of a new beginning.
She walked in the room first leaving Rebecca to get the bags.
Heather could not help but remember childhood dreams as she looked at the canopied bed with its antique flowered prints.
The fragrance of the room bore the faintest smells of lilacs.
"yes" she thought, "This is meant to be".
The closing of the door brought her out of the trance, and Heather spun around to see Rebeccas mischievous grin.
The two lovers came towards each other and embraced as no two had embraced before.
The years of pent up passions released in a single moment of trust and understanding. Heather threw her head back and moaned loudly as she felt Rebeccas tongue tease her neck.
There was no resistance left in either of them and their caresses flowed free and unashamed.
Free in the knowledge that all love that is genuine is Godsend.
The two lovers held each other and swayed in a silent dance that seemed to last hours.
It was the comfort of being together, and the promise of their most intimate desires.
Rebecca led her lover to the bed and bade her to sit.
"Wait here sweetheart. I've got something special in mind".
Rebecca pulled two bottles from her suitcase and poured her lover a tall glass of wine.
Heather accepted the gift gracefully and lay back on the bed, smiling at her as she disappeared into the large bathroom with a small white box under her arm.
Heather sipped the wine and lay back, eyes closed and letting the freedom of the evening take her mind to regions yet unexplored.
She dreamed about what she would do for her lover, how she would show her gratitude for saving her from a passionless romance with the first man to come along.
She had not dreamed long as Rebeccas body slipped up to hers and she felt the soft fingers of her lover tease their way up her dress.
Heather gasped in ecstasy as she felt the long nails lightly pinch her nipples through her light blouse.
She was becoming very wet and knew the moment of truth was upon her.
She opened her eyes and smiled at Rebecca.
Oh how beautiful she looked. Rebecca lay next to her, naked and wanting.
Heather was transfixed at the sight of her new lovers body. Her firm breasts and pink nipples begged for her tongues touch.
They did not have to wait long.
Heather rose and let her dress fall gently to the floor.
She stood silently, letting her lover gaze upon her naked body, letting the passion build inside them from the visual treasures alone.
Heather climbed between Rebeccas legs to the music of Rebeccas soft coos of lust.
Her tongue guided itself across the soft flesh of her lovers belly.
She could feel Rebeccas nails scratching at her back, and feel her hips pushing up into her breasts as her moans became louder.

Heathers tongue found a nipple and sucked tenderly upon the erect bud, as she glided her hand down to Rebeccas wetness.
Heather almost came from the feelings she had of knowing her lover was pleased.
She licked hungrily at Rebeccas nipples.
First one, then the other as she slowly massaged Rebeccas clit.
Rebeccas hips were bucking into Heathers belly, and she could feel the wet hairs of her lovers mound on each thrust.
Rebeccas hips thrust faster and faster as Heathers fingers and tongue worked their magic upon her most sensitive regions.
A loud long moan signaled the climax to Heathers fun, as Rebeccas hips pressed hard against her.
The orgasm was powerful, and yet Heather did not stop, her fingers continued to tease her lovers flower, turning the juices flowing forth into a creamy froth of lust.
She stopped only when she had counted several more presses of Rebeccas hips.
Exhausted the two lay together, embraced in the afterglow.
Renewing their strength for what was to be a night of unending passions.
"Oh my God that was wonderful!" Rebeccas said as she hugged her tight.
They poured themselves several more glasses, and sat facing each other.
Each entranced by the love of the other, neither wanting the moment to end.
The touches at this point were less sexual than they were the love of reassurance, and the thrill of exploration.
They would talk of life and past lusts, of friends and lovers to be.
Each sip of the wine bringing them a longing to proceed.
Each caress directing their minds further into the passions of the other.
The wine finished Rebecca rose, "Come with me" she grinned.
Heather took her hand as she led her to the large bathroom.
The scent of Lilacs greeted her , as she was bathed in the glow of many candles.
The mirrors on the walls gave the illusion of hundreds of them, yet there was only enough to perfume the room and cast a romantic glow upon their naked forms.
A large jacuzzi bath swirled and bubbled.
The waters soft lappings filling the air with the sound of contentment and lust.
"My turn!" Rebecca chuckled as she closed the door, allowing the smells and sounds to fill the room.
She took Heather by the hand and helped her into the warm enticing water.
Oh the bliss, the ecstasy of the heat as it filled every pore, driving away inhibitions and evil thoughts, leaving only nirvana and a craving for her lovers touch.
She felt Rebecca slide behind her and slowly rub her shoulders.
Her kisses roamed the back of her neck; her fingers toyed down her arms, reaching around suddenly to take each breast and massage them softly.
Rebecca was bathing her with touches, leaving no area unexplored, her caresses driving Heather wild with passion.
Her eyes half open head back, seeing only the candlelight dancing off the mirrors, feeling only her lovers touch accentuated by the teasing waters.
Hearing only the whispers of her lover, unaware of her own cries of orgasmic pleasure, cut short by Rebeccas tongue as their lips met.
The lovers faced each other, the passion growing. Rebecca slid her lover back against the side of the tub, bringing Heathers legs up.
Draping each leg over her shoulders, her lips just inches away from the opening lips of her lovers delicate flower.
Closer and closer her tongue came.
The scents of passion growing.
Their hands clasped harder in anticipation.
The sweetness of Heathers juices greeted her tastebuds, as her tongue swirled slowly around the smooth petals of her lovers flower.
A quick journey upwards to tease her erect clit.
Heathers moans became screams of ecstasy as she felt Rebeccas lips encircle her most sensitive spot and suck softly.
Her tongue giving it tiny flicks at each movement.
Her juices becoming a torrent of passion as she felt the tongue swirl and tease.
Driving her further and further away from the bounds of reason.
Driving her mad with desire. Her hips bucked wildly as the first orgasm flowed over her.
She grabbed Rebeccas head and pressed it into her, never wanting the moment to end.

Blessing the moment with crys of joy such as she had never known.
She sank back into the warm waters, and the two lovers kissed. Heather tasted on her lovers lips the same sweetness she had tasted several times before, during her most private moments alone.
She caressed Rebeccas hair, enjoying its silky touch. Lusting in her heart for the chance to show her lover that she too could taste of the juices.
She too could please.
She would be everything her lover needed. Rebecca would not be disappointed.
As Rebeccas lay her legs over Heathers shoulders, she looked down at her lover.
The smile that came from her lips was as genuine as the reflection of the candles in Heathers eyes. She lay her head back and closed her eyes, preparing herself for ecstasy.
Knowing that her lovers tongue was inching its way closer and closer to her wetness.
Each candles flame flickered from the sigh that burst forth.

The morning came all too soon; Casting its warm rays upon the two lovers lying asleep under a tangle of sheets.
Heather opened her eyes and was comforted by the soft breathing of Rebecca as she slept.
She snuggled up close to her body, gazing around the room from the security of the warm covers.
She could barely see into the bathroom; its once tall candles now mere stubs that betrayed the pleasures from the jacuzzi.
The empty wine bottles and the faintest smell of lilacs that still hovered in the morning air. Rebecca rolled over in her sleep, her arm reaching across Heather.
She felt the fingertips she had come to know so well.
Even in sleep each touch a gentle caress.
Heather took her hand and held it close.
Closing her eyes once more, she fell back into a contended dream.
Secure in the knowledge that she was lonely no more.

THE END

Laura's Weekend

by Ezmoni

Laura was home alone for the weekend.
Her latest flame, Cliff, had gone out of town for a funeral with his family and wouldn't be back until sometime late Monday afternoon.
She felt particularly bored that Saturday afternoon, so when Marshall called, bragging about the Pearl Jam concert tickets he had scored, she was happy to oblige his request for her company.
Marshall had had 'The Hots' for Laura, ever since he met her at Joel's party last summer.
Laura knew it, but she was willing to put up with his affections for the sake of an amusing evening.
He said he'd be by at 6:00pm to pick her up.

At 5:00, Laura took her shower and started to get ready for her date.
"If Cliff knew I was going on a date with Marshall, he'd shit a brick!" she thought to herself, and giggled.
Cliff was good to her, but there was definately something missing in their relationship.
He was to so SET in his ways, and so predictable.
She wished he was a bit more adventurous.
A bit more exciting!

Laura decided that if she was going to get caught at the concert with another guy, and the gossip was going to flow anyways, she was going to make it look good!
She decided to wear the black leather mini-skirt that she had bought at the coast on her vacation last year.
It was tight and short and definately accentuated her good points!
Cliff had not allowed her to wear it anywhere with him, saying it made her look too promiscuous or something!
So,why not wear it now!
She topped it off with a silky, silver tank top that clung to her breasts, and made her look inviting, to say the least.
Her new black lace-up sandals, would be the final addition to her new, seductive ensemble.

At 6:07 there's a knock at the door!
She quickly applied the last coat of lip gloss and went for the door.
Opening it, she was treated to a side of Marshall she had never seen before.
Or atleast that she had never noticed! He looked GOOD!
"Whoa!" she kinda stammers backward, looking him up and down.
Meanwhile, his eyes are delighted, too, and he gives her a grin that could charm the pants off a mannequin!
"Ready to go?" he asks.
"Let's do it!" she replied, and out the door she went.
"I thought we'd stop at the park and maybe put away a couple shots of this peach brandy I brought", and he pulls the top-half of a bottle out from under his jacket on the console.
"Sounds good! I always like to get a little buzz going before I go to a concert anyway. It seems to 'Enhance' the music!
He agrees.
Minutes later he pulls up to the curb by the park and they both get out.
Looking around, "Let's go sit on that bench over there", he says, and Laura follows.
Just before they reach the bench, Laura trips on the top edge of a sprinkler head and as she stumbles and almost hits the ground, Marshall reaches out and grabs her by the arm.
"Damn thing!" she exclaims and tries not to look clumsy.
"You alright?" he replies and his eyes scanned the length of her teetering body.
Before she can even answer he interjects, "That's a dumb question. I can see right now, that you're much more than alright. You're Mighty Fine!" he boasts and she giggles a bit.
"Fine, but clumsy!" she adds, and he escorts her to the bench.

They sit and sip brandy and talk about some of the other couples they knew.
"Where's Cliff at tonite? I thought you two were a hot item these days!" he asks.
"Well, not so hot as you might think. But he's out of town this weekend." she replies.
"What do you mean?"
"Well....I dunno, he's just, well, pretty luke-warm lately. But enough about him" and with that, he changes the subject.
"Wanna get going?" he asks.
"The show starts in about 35 minutes."
And they take off for the car.

On the drive there, he's eyeing her skirt, the way it rides up her thighs when she's sitting down.
He takes a deep breath. "Whew!" he whistles softly, turning his eyes back to the road.
She knew what he meant and she liked it.
She thinks of Cliff for just a split second, almost long enough to feel a touch of guilt, then shakes her head, as if shaking a wayward strand of hair impeeding her vision.
She grins and decides to ENJOY IT!

On the drive home, he rested his right hand on her upper thigh.
Then began to slowly massage it, teasing her until, by the time they arrived back at his place, she was very wet!
He had invited her over for a nightcap and she had agreed.
Pulling into his driveway, he parks, then leans over to kiss her, continuing to carress her beneath her skirt.
For Laura, things were getting out of hand and she knew it!
But she felt helpless, at this point, to do any- thing but enjoy it!

He escorted her into the house and into his living room.
There he proceeded to push her down onto the sofa and began to explore her with his tongue, in ways that she had never allowed any other man to.
Marshall had simply been insistant.
He tongued her mouth deeply, then paused, placing her two fingers down, between her thighs, gently immersing them in her own wetness, then bringing them back up to his own lips.
He licks away her sweet juices, sucking on the tips of her fingers and tickling them with his tongue.
It triggers a feeling down on her clit as she imagines him licking her down there!
Laura had always made Cliff stop when he had tried something new as what was now being done to her.
She had resisted for a second, but Marshall had simply ignored her & continued with his advances.
She was a bit agitated that he was having his way, with no real regard for her protests, but not enough to make him stop!
She was suprised at how aroused she had become!
Her juices began to really flow as he started at her neck and made his way down, be- neath her crumpled blouse.
She gasped when his lips met her taut nipple and found herself reaching out for his grossly swollen cock.
She found it, or what she could get to of it, from be- neath his his tight-fitting jeans.
She fumbled with the top button, trying to free his throbbing pistol.
His tongue ran light circles around her nipple, tickling her and causing her to squeeze her legs together in anticipation!
He slaps her hand away from his fly, saying "No, not yet. Not until I say so!"
She was a little suprised at his response, as Cliff had always easily suc- cumbed to the slightest effort on her part.
Cliff was too easy!
Her inablilty to control Marshall made her feel terribly wanton as she allowed him each liberty.
She nearly came, just thinking about what was perhaps, about to transpire!
Was he going to just tease her?
No way! No man could have that much restraint!
But why had he pushed her hand away?
Marshall had kept right on kissing his way down her body...hesitating only to remove her blouse.
He did it with real conviction and wasn't going to take "No" for an answer.
Was she being 'Raped?', and if so, why wasn't it bothering her?
Was she becoming the Slut-type of girl she had always looked down on in the past?
Well, who cared at this point!
She closed her eyes as he continued to lick his way down to her soft belly.
She flinched a bit as she felt his hand go up her skirt and tug at her now soaked panties.
He found her inner folds and the intense feelings caused her to part her thighs, allowing complete access to her treasures.
She lost all contact with reality when his probing fingers danced on her burning clitoris.
Then, suddenly, she opens her eyes, as he stops to remove her panties and his own jeans.
He's standing in front of her now with the biggest cock she'd ever seen or imagined!
Her mouth dropped open and her eyes grew wide as he reached out and pulled her face toward his engorged shaft.
He forced his throbbing cock in her gapping mouth....and she freezes up with the fear of what to do next!
She has never submitted to such things with Cliff, and had always refused to take part in such 'immoral acts'.
Before she can further consider the matter, Marshall commands her to suck his cock.
"You know you want to!" he states confidently and proceeds to fill the depths of her throat.
She closed her eyes and let go of any fears of immorality.
She feels the heat of his organ between her hungry lips and sucks away on it like a starving child would an ice cream bar!
He throws his head back, exploding and releasing a flow of warm liquid down her throat.
She swallows as he exhales in satisfaction and removes himself from her lips.
A few seconds later, after they both caught their breath, Marshall grabbed Laura's hand and pulled her down the hallway to his bedroom.
There, he threw her against his bed, face first.
She flopped down against the edge of it, bent at the waist, her backside peaking out from beneath her miniskirt...he kneels down behind her, pulls her soaking wet panties down to her knees and starts darting the tip of his tongue in and out the crack of her ass!

She gasps and her breathing becomes heavy!
She had never let a guy fondle at her back- entrance before and it was a natural reflex for her to try and stand up, but with his right hand he pushed her back down with a hard thrust!
"Stay down!" he demands forcefully and with that he yanks her panties all the way down and out from under her feet.
She can't believe she's allowing this to happen!
He grabs one of her legs in each hand and spreads them apart as far as they'll go, pushing her up onto the bed at the same time.
Then he inserts two of his fingers into her her pussy and pumps her with them, in and out, while continuing to lick the crevace between her ass cheeks.
She's panting really hard now and starts wriggling out of control!
"Oh my God!" she exclaims and he knows she's going to come!
So he removes his fingers from her pussy and she's gasping out loud, "Oh, ohhhhh!"
He laps up her juices as they flow, her most intense orgasm has peaked.

"Did you like that?" he asks her, turning her over onto her back.
She was all out of breath and could hardly speak. He got up on the bed and knealt between her legs.
In his left hand he held the length of his rock-hard manhood, his right hand was fingering her slit.
She was exhausted, but the sight of his stiff, 8-9inch dick made her hunger for more of what only Marshall had ever offered her!
He thumbed her clit up and down until it protruded out, from between her swollen pussy lips.
"Fuck me, Marshall!" she insists & leans her head back, closing her eyes.
"Are you sure that's what you want? What about Cliff?" he replies.
"I don't care! Just fuck me Pleeeaasse!"
and with that, he lifts her legs up, straddling his head, one leg resting on each of his shoulders, and thrusts himself deep into her awaiting pussy!
He pumps her, in and out like there was no tomorrow!
Seconds later they both climaxed and she felt the warmth of his load fill her completely!
She had experienced Orgasmic Ecstacy and no amount of guilt that entered her mind, could EVER convince her otherwise!
With warmth and satisfaction, they both drifted off to sleep.

Little did she know that Cliff's out of town engagement, had been cut short and that he would be waiting for her, back at her place!

Drive in the Country

By: Matt (Amanda's boyfriend)

It was a beautiful day for a drive.
So, that's exactly what we did.
We decided to take that familiar road that led to the lake. The same lake that we drove out to that night.
We sat on the dock all night long that evening, forgetting all of our cares, and just taking in the moment.
We both were eager to go back to that spot.
The spot that brought back a flood of wonderful memories for us.
But, getting there was half the fun!
With the window rolled down, I remember the wind blowing through your beautiful hair.
The sundress that hung loosely made you look exceptionally sexy.
Don't think I didn't notice how the wind blowing on you chest, made the fabric cling tightly against your wonderfully firm breasts.
I could tell that you were not wearing a bra.
My imagination was running wild!
That was when I placed my hand on your knee.

Did it feel nice when I rubbed my hand softly over your knee?
I rubbed over the inside of your knee, then maybe a few inches up from there.
I was imagining how your sweet nectar might have been moistening your flower.
I slowly rubbed my hand a bit further up your thigh, further under your dress.
I could definitely feel the heat from your body rise, as I continued up your thigh.
You looked so sexy, with your eyes closed, your head tilted to one side, and that slight smile.
That smile that told me that I was making you feel completely relaxed.
I took the edge of your dress with my fingers, and slowly moved it up your leg.
With every inch I moved it up, I was exposing more and more of your beautiful, soft leg.
This alone was making me hot. I could feel my excitement pulsate through my body.

It was so hard to keep my concentration on the road.
With one hand on the wheel, and the other on your thigh, I managed to keep control.
Finally, I found my finger reach your soft mound of skin.
When I did this, I remember feeling you shudder.
You took in a huge breath in, and moaned as you slowly let it out.
This was so erotic! Your velvety juice nicely lubricated your soft lips.
I looked over at you, to see your eyes were closed, and both of your hands were massaging your breasts.

Did that feel good? I could tell I was making you feel wonderful.
My fingers wandered further up your steaming sex.
Dragging my fingertip between your lips, it finally met your little clit.
Oh, you moaned so loudly then.
With my finger nicely moistened, I rubbed it in circular motions over your clit.
Slow circles, then a bit faster. With my thumb and index finger I rolled your clit between them. I could see that surges of ecstasy were racing from one end of your body to the other.

Faster I rolled, and louder your moaned.
"Oh god, Yes!" I heard you moan.
Your fingers pinched tightly around your nipples. your sundress was pulled all the way up, and your hands were under the fabric. You reached down and leaned the seat all the way back.
My finger then plunged deeply inside of your body.
It was so incredibly hot, and wet.
As I pulled my fingers from your burning sex, your sweet juice stuck to it.
I lifted my finger to my mouth.
Taking in the smell, the texture, and the taste.
It was intoxicating.
I then, let you taste a bit of your own smooth juice.
I rubbed it over your lips, coating them.
It looked so sexy to see you lick yourself off of your mouth.
Your burning pussy was screaming for me.
I soon returned my hand to between your legs.
Relentlessly I began rubbing your clit again. Going from that, to fucking you with my two fingers, you literally screamed!

My finger tips worked so nicely over your little button.
Faster, and faster they rubbed.
Then, you felt it.
Slowly it happened.
First you started to shiver, then you felt the surge of ecstasy come over you.
It completely washed over you.
Your back arched, your hand reached out for my arm.
You dug your fingernails into my forearm.
Mmmmm, your muscles were tightening around my fingers as I continued to thrust them in and out of you.
I then slowly rubbed my fingers over your lips.

My fingers were soaked from your silky smooth cum.
I offered it to you, and you gladly accepted.
You just laid there with a huge smile on your face as I continued to drive.
The time had just flown by, but we had arrived at our destination.
That warm familiar place, where we had sat on the dock all night long.
We both knew that we just couldn't wait to get out of the car.

The warm summer wind was going to feel so nice on our naked bodies.
Very soon we will experience how nice that feels...
(to be continued)

On the dock

By: Matt (Amanda's boyfriend)

The sun was just setting when we arrived at the lake.
A warm summer breeze was softly blowing past.
I parked right next to the boat ramp. I opened the trunk and got a thick blanket.
The breeze seemed to be a bit more insistent down near the water, but it was warm, so it felt really nice. When we reached the end of the dock, I laid the blanket down, and we both sat down on it.
It was so quiet, the only thing to be heard was the water lapping up against the wooden dock.
We sat, and held hands tightly, just looking up at the sky.
The stars were becoming more visible, as the sun continued to hide behind the mountains.
Just as the sun's last visible part tucked away, is when I turned to kiss you.

Do you remember how nice it was.
It was a long, slow kiss.
Our tongues teased, and rubbed against eachother.
My lips wrapped around your bottom lip, and sucked on it.
I remember you moaning as I did this.
We both laid back on the blanket, still with our lips locked together.
My hand touched you just under your dress.
Your leg felt so soft. You seemed to quiver.
It was probably tickling you, because my fingertips were lightly brushing against your skin.
I remember seeing your back arch, as I moved my hand further up your thigh.
As I continued upward, my hand moved to the outside of your thigh.
I stopped kissing you.
Sitting up on my knees, I removed my shirt.
I moved over to straddle your thighs.
Your eyes were closed, and your hands were softly caressing you breasts.
I love watching you touch yourself like this. I sat there, and took in the moment.

You felt my hands return to your hips.
As my hands moved up, so did your sundress.
With every inch of my upward movement, I was exposing more of your beautiful, silky soft skin.
I remember feeling the radiant heat coming off of your sex.
She was probably screaming at me for attention, but I paid no mind.
In due time. My hands moved further and further up your sexy body.
Lightly touching your stomach, then your breasts.
Your dress was pulled up to your chest, so we removed it.
As you placed it to the side, I removed my pants, along with my cotton boxers.
Oh, your breasts looked so lovely.
The breeze had made your nipples slightly hard, yet it felt so good.
It seemed like the warm air was enveloping us.

I lowered myself on top of you.
Our lips met once again.
Our kissing had become more intense.
Our tongues touched, and licked eachothers lips.
My teeth lightly nibbled on your bottom lip. You could feel my immense pleasure.
I was throbbing, presses against your thigh.
Could you feel my heat?
This felt so nice. I rubbed my stiff cock against the softness of your upper thigh, as we kissed.
My lips moved to your neck, then your shoulder.
My hands slowly moved up and down your waist.
Then, you felt my hot breath on your chest.
My lips met your nipples.
I kissed them lightly, as if I was greeting them. My kisses started getting harder and harder, until finally, I closed my lips around your nipple.
Sucking you in, you moaned! I gave each of your nipples equal attention.
Kissing them, licking them, sucking upon them, and nibbling them.
You appeared to be enjoying this very much.

You felt my tongue move its way from your breasts to your stomach.
Again, you quivered.
I kissed around your belly button, then to your hips. I could feel the heat intensify as I got closer to your sex. I kissed each side of your hips, then your inner thigh.
Mmmmm, I could taste you already.
I slowly licked up your thigh, introducing my tongue to your freshly shaven lips.
I reached out with my tongue, and brushed it between your lips.
You tasted so nice! I had been craving your pussy since I had tasted you in the car.
I moved my head up, and covered your flower with my mouth.
I was in heaven.
My tongue played with your lips, and lightly rubbed against your clit.
How did my soft tongue feel on your clit?
I am sure you were enjoying it. My hand fell to the side of the dock, and dipped in the warm water.
With my fingertips dripping, I moved it up over your breasts.
That cool water slowly dripped on your nipples, making them incredibly hard.
My fingers squeezed tightly around your nipples, one at a time.
While my other hand was rubbing over your dripping womanhood.
My lips wrapped around your clit, and began sucking... lightly, then a bit harder and more intense.
Your back arched again as my fingers entered you. I slowly thrusted my fingers in and out of you, as I sucked on your clit so nicely.
I remember your hips bucking, and twitching.
Your hand reached down to meet mine, just so you could coat your fingers with your sweet nectar.
With you fingers dripping, you returned them to your mouth.
Licking yourself off of your fingers, I could hear your purr.
My mouth pressed harder against your soft pussy, and my fingers fucked you faster.
I sucked, and sucked upon your clit.
The warmth in your body continued to rise.
I could sense that you were getting close.
Your twitching became more intense.
I remember how much you were sweating.
Beads of sweat slowly dripped down your chest, and stomach.

You moaned louder and louder.
Then... that familiar, extreme pleasure came washing over you.
A feeling that started in your pussy, spread like wildfire over your entire body.
Your toes curled, and your fingers dug into my shoulders.
As the feeling began to subside, I continued to give your dripping lips soft kisses.
Your body continued to shake.

I moved myself up next to you, and wrapped the ends of the blanket around us.
There we lay in the glow of the moon and stars, wrapped up in a blanket, completely naked.
Our bodies pressed against eachother.
I put my arms around you, and kissed your mouth softly.
I made you feel safe and warm in my arms.
I think it was you who suggested we go up and start a campfire.
We both put our clothing back on, gathered up the blanket, and walked back up the dock... holding hands.

(to be continued)

April In Autumn

By MasterVinnie

It was a beautiful Fall day in Oregon.
I've been vacationing in the mountains here for the past three weeks, and I was getting ready to head back home to New England.
I loved Oregon, but I did miss my own "neck of the woods".
I had rented an R/V for my trip West.
It was a decent sized one, just big enough to not be a pain to drive around for sight -seeing.
I was staying at my recently deceased Uncle's cabin, a real cozy place tucked into a mountainside with a great view.
I was going to hate to leave it, but I was getting a little homesick for my own fall foliage color show, and I was getting a little bored anyway.

I saw another vehicle a few miles a head of me on that mountain road.
It was a not often that I saw any others on this road, seclusion was a great part of the reason I was the in there first place.
As I watched the other car, I saw something approach it from the woods and enter the road right in front of the vehicle.
I small deer had mistakenly enter the driving lane of the road, and it stopped in shock in the direct path of the black pick-up truck.
The driver of the truck saw it, and swerved out of the way onto the shoulder off the highway, and slid to a stop, while the deer darted back into the woods unharmed.
I sped up to get there to see if I could be of service.

When I parked behind the truck, I couldn't see any driver .
In jumped out of my vehicle and approached the driver side, and say a female slumped over in the seat.
I reached in and touched her arm, and she jumped in fright, she was fine, just a little dazed and frightened.
When she looked up and saw me, her eyes were wide in surprise, probably a little shook still.
From the event. Asked her..... "are you alright honey? You look a Little shook up".
She looked up at me with a child-like face, and asked with concern....
"Did I hit that little deer? I tried to avoid it so hard?"
I saw a tear in her eye, and my heart went out for her, she was very attractive, and her concern over the animal was the only thing on her mind.
I re-assured her that the deer ran away unharmed, and that was more than I can say for you..
" you look really shook!" I told her....

The woman said she was fine, and thanked me or stopping, but she had to go.
She smiled sweetly and said "I have to get home my Mas........"
she stopped dead in mid-word, then continued..
"my husband will be expecting lunch to be ready for him when he got home."
I said my good-byes, and backed off, wondering what she almost said before she corrected herself.
"Her Mas....."
I wonder...... I returned to my R/V as she started the car and put it into gear.
I was taken by her beauty, her concern over the helpless animal, and her loyalty to her husband.
But I was wondering what she didn't say.........

I returned to my vehicle just as I heard the grinding of the gears from her truck.
It wasn't a pretty sound.
Then. A loud crunching noise sounded, and her engine stalled and shut down.
I quickly returned to her door.

"That didn't sound too good honey, pop the hood and let me take a look will you?"
She did, and I peered under the hood, not being an expert, but more knowledgeable than not about trouble like this....
"Try to put it into gear again Honey, I think I see the problem...."
She tried, but that awful sound came again.
I quickly told her to stop, and shut it all down.
I went back to her window, and told her my findings ..
"it looks like you bent the hell out of your shift linkage, you won't get far on these mountain roads with that."
That's when I noticed the blood seeping from her forehead, and dripping across her face.

"Honey, you're hurt! Let me take a look at that for you."

I opened the door and pushed her hair back to look at her hairline, and found the laceration caused from her head hitting the steering wheel when she avoided that deer.
It was a minor contusion.
But she had to have a "doozy" of a headache by now.
I re-assured her that her injury was minor, and went for a cold drink and some aspirin for her.
I always traveled prepared.
While she took the pills, I watched her with great interest, not noticing just how gorgeous she really was until now.
Her body was incredible, almost flawlessly proportioned from what I could see in her jeans and tight tank top.
Her eyes met mine in an instant, and I looked away in embarrassment at being caught staring.
Her eyes had given me a certain twinkle, in that instant her eyes made contact with mine....

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stare at you" I stammered.
I'm usually very cool with women, actually aloof to a certain point.
My lifestyle is that of a Dominant Master, something she wouldn't even understand.
So, why was she getting to me like this? She looked away in confusion.
She had to think.....
"I have to be home for my husband, he will expect lunch to be ready exactly at 12:15, I must go now."
I held onto her shoulder and softly said..
"Honey, You will never get up the next hill with that linkage busted, let me have you call your husband and tell him that you are at the garage getting the car fixed."
She thought for another moment, as I scanned her a bit more, taking in every luscious curve and wondering why I didn't notice all of this before.

"How can I call him anyway ? we're on a mountain top, And how much do you think this will all cost? "

I held her shoulder again, and pulled the cellular telephone from my jeans pocket.
"Here honey, use this,.... and this is what we'll do.. My cabin is right down that next hill. You can make it there without ever having to shift. You follow me there, and I will get my tools there, and get you back in shape, OK honey?"

Her tear-filled eyes went into "twinkle" mode again, as she thanked me for offering my assistance , and that's when I saw her first smile.... the one that made me suddenly realize that I had to be better friends with this woman.....very soon.
She made her call to her husband, and seemed to be very polite, and a little scared as she talked to him.
I stood away from her to give her privacy.
When she was finally done, she sighed with relief, and smiled at me brightly.
"Thank you so much, he didn't get too mad, in fact, he was heading out of town for a day or" two, and said that this would work out fine

The woman followed me to my Uncle's Cabin.
The trip wasn't a long one, but it did give me the chance to reflect a little on what was happening.
Uncle Frank was my closest relative.
We had spent a lot of time together before he moved up here and built this cabin.
He was a so the one responsible for introducing me to the D/s lifestyle.
When he became chastised by my family over his personal preferences, he pulled up stakes and moved as far away from New England as possible.
He had to leave me behind which was one of his hardest efforts.

He built the cabin In a secluded area of the forest and played to his hearts content until his death a year ago.
He willed me the cabin, but it will always be Uncle Franks place to me.
We shared many great times in that cabin, if the walls could talk, you would heart the tales that the moaning woman would have told.

We were approaching the dirt cutoff that would lead to the cabin. I slowed down and signaled my intention to turn .
She was only able to use second gear, and I'm sure that was not easy for her to get used to.
The back road that would have been too hard for anyone else to travel , wouldn't be a problem for our trucks to negotiate..
The terrain would be rough from here on, but it was only another ten minutes until ewe got there. Uncle Frank was good at hiding out.

We approached the cabin and I motioned for her to park her truck near the tool shed.
Uncle had a lot of tools.
The shed was almost as big as the cabin. I walked over as she maneuvered the vehicle with some difficulty, then she shut it down and we met on the porch.
When I unlocked the front door, she seemed as little nervous, but one step behind me all the time.
When I looked back, she hesitated, then smiled at me and came inside the cabin.
I gestured for her to sit on the large couch, but she decided tat the straight back chair was better.

The interior of the cabin was a surprise.
It was kept fantastically neat and organized.
No one had been here for a year after Uncle died, and I just dusted the place. It was too well organized to mess it up.
The whole wall was a fireplace, from floor to ceiling, and it was a beautiful piece of work.
The years of suburban life made Frank want to make this cabin as nice as any house, and he was successful.
The only rustic touch was the ceiling, The uncovered timbers and joists gave the place a look of wilderness, but also they gave it class. I remember seeing a few women tied to those rafters a few years ago.
I could still see that the hooks and attachments were there , ready for use.
She seemed to be loosening up a bit more, so I thought I better get her truck fixed for her.
I told her to make herself at home, and went to the task.

The linkage was a snap to fix with the proper tools.
I had it in and out in a few minutes, all the kinks were out and it slid right into gear.
I took the truck out to try it on road, and was satisfied with the job.
I returned to the cabin and was about to get out of the truck, when I made a startling discovery. Something had caught my eye.
There was a bag of leather goods on the floor of the truck, it had spilled over and dumped partially out.
With further investigation, I saw that they were bondage cuffs and strapping, with clips and buckles to make them more secure.
These were the things that a Submissive would wear in a D/s scene.
How could I have been so wrong about this girl.
She would have to be taken a little more seriously now..

I was about to go inside the cabin, when I heard the music from inside.
I peered in the window and received my second shock of the hour.
She was doing her exercises to a musical number.
Her jeans had been shed and she was wearing a thong exercise panty and her tank top just didn't seem to want to cooperate as she went through the routine.
I was going to walk in on her, but decided to let her finish, she was hot enough to see in her jeans, but without them, she was dynamite.
As she stretched her muscles, and bent side to side, her skin started to get that shiny look of an elegant statue

As I stood there watching.... her movements took me back to the days when Uncle and I would stretch out a couple of women in the area she was exercising.
We would play with them for endless hours.
They would writhe and struggle until we finally would let them loose the next morning.
Uncle had been a Dom for over twenty years.
Submissive women were constantly calling him and asking HIM to play.
He would always laugh and want to know where they all were when he was in his prime, but I used to laugh and tell him that he was in his prime now.

Just then, she did a stretching number with her arms extended high above her head, and she stood on her tip toes.
A position that always made me get hard..
I went into a fantasy and saw her as I wanted to see her, tied to the ceiling hooks and helplessly bound .
I added a blindfold and gag to my dream to make it even hotter.
I went into the room while her back was turned.
My stare had to have been intense, because when see noticed me, her eyes opened wide with fear.
She ran to get her jeans, which always made me laugh.
I already saw her body, was I supposed to forget that I did now.?
I made no attempt toward her, I just stood there as she flitted about looking for her jeans..........

When she found the jeans she held them against herself, and slowly backed away.
She had a worried look in her eyes, but also a look of "wanting" something.
I think she wanted to be dominated right then and there.
I never would have thought of that, had I not seen her D/s gear in her truck.
That's when it all made sense, The words she didn't say completely......"Mas....".
She was talking about her Master.
She was petrified of getting him mad at her.
I decided to see what her reaction would be to my control.
I told her to relax, and to stand still while I approached her slowly.
When I was directly behind her, I put my arms on her shoulders and talked softly to her....

"I think I know what you are thinking about, and desiring from me.
I'm going to take control of you now........ drop the jeans and stand perfectly still........"

Her body was trembling as I felt her shoulders stiffen with my words.
She started to try to speak, but no sound came out.
I gently caressed her neck and shoulders until I felt her relax a little more.
Not enough to stop her trembling, but her neck wasn't knotted as tightly at least.
She stepped out of her jeans as ordered, and looked to the floor in a subservient way, then asked

"What would you have me do Sir? I await your instructions."

"You never told me your name, don't you think it's about time we were introduced properly?"
Her head nodded slightly in response, "Yes Sir, my name is April...."

"Very nice April. That's a perfect name for you. My name is Vinnie, but you will address me as "sir".
I'm going to ask you to do something for me.
I sense that you are a submissive, and you didn't realize, but I'm a Loving Dom.
I'll only ask this once, so think before you answer..... Will you submit totally to me?

The stillness and quiet in that cabin was deafening.
But her trembling was almost audible as she thought and tried to speak again.
Her muscles flexed, and relaxed several times as she thought.
Then the silence was broken ......

"Yes Sir...... I will submit to you .. totally and freely. You may do whatever you wish, Sir"

I kissed her neck tenderly with that answer and whispered into her ear ..
"Thank you April.. I accept your beautiful gift of submission.. It will be cherished."

I kissed her again softly, and positioned myself directly in front of her.
Her eyes were cast down, showing very good training in submission.
I cupped her chin in my thumb and forefinger, and lifted her face to make her eyes meet mine.
I lightly brushed my lips across hers, It was more like a non-touch the hint of caress. Her eyes were tightly closed. Her lips pursed in fear and anxiety.
As my beard tickled her face, her nostrils crinkled in an involuntary response.... she smiled. ....I kissed her again

"April You are about to enter my world, Welcome to it. and leave your inhibitions behind.."

I had found my uncles compartment earlier in the week..
The place he kept all of his bondage toys and equipment.
I retrieved a black leather blindfold and tied it around April's head, covering her eyes., closing her sensory range down to touch, sound, smell and feel.
Her body was a delight to me.
Her tender flesh still quivering as I brushed against her. It was time to start her on her submissive journey.

"April? You are to believe that your hands are bound tightly together, and attached to a hook in the ceiling.
No matter what you feel, or what I do, you are to remain motionless, immovable, and completely silent unless asked to respond.
This mental bondage will test your obedience and submissiveness toward me, and prove that you trust me enough to render you totally helpless. Do you understand me?"

She nodded her understanding, and I heard a frail sounding "Yes Sir" spill out if her lips.
Her face was contorted in a beseeching look, wondering, searching for which direction I may be coming from.
I purposely tried to distract her enough for me to come to her from the backside, Her body was trembling slightly.
I looked at here well turned bottom, her long shapely legs, her silky smooth skin. I was as ready as I will ever be....

I stood perfectly quiet for several minutes, watching her tremble as she stretched her arms straight up to the ceiling.
Her face showed her strain as she held her arms as closely together as she could.
Her tank top was riding up a lot higher now, up to her midriff at least.
I was enjoying the show as her flat tummy shimmered from her trembling, There wasn't an ounce of extra flesh anywhere on April's body and she even had a sexy looking navel....
I wanted to possess her as a starving man would attack a rare steak..

I walked around her again, stopping right behind her.
My hot breath was making her neck hairs stiffen.
I gently touched her waist , one hand on either side, and caressed her warm curved upper tummy and navel until I felt her start to react warmly to my gentleness.
She loosened up her stance for a second, then remembered her orders and reached up again, even harder than before.
My hands slid around her belly and tickled there way up to her midriff, stopping just short of the edge of her tank top.
Her breasts were jiggling inside her top, bursting to get out, Her nipples were sticking out far enough to be seen thought the heavy material of the top, I sensed her breathing faster in anticipation of something....
I should make her stop waiting, but I was enjoying my teasing far too much to stop.
I succumbed to my curiosity at last.
And slid my hand under her tank top.
As they each slid over a full breast, the hot nipple seared them like a poker.

Her breath caught in her throat as my palms brushed her hard nipples.
I heard a moan from deep within her body, growing and growing into the sound of building passion.
I cupped her breasts and lifted them with my hands, marveling at the weight and feel of the lovely pear-shaped beauties.
Her eyes stayed closed, but her moans told the truth of her arousal.
I tugged at the edge of her top, and pulled it up and off her breasts, then up over her head and 'mentally tied' arms, to be thrown to the floor in a heap.
Her breasts bobbed freely in the cool air, they almost seemed to be growing more from the attention now than before.
My hands returned to her chest, to fondle her as her trembling flesh seemed to be pushing back against my hands.

April began to react with heaving breathing and a flushed look came over her face.
I pulled on her nipples .. one .. than the other, gradually increasing the intensity of the pull until her face contorted from the pain.
Her mouth opened to cry out, but never a sound was heard, she was a good sub, one of the best I've ever been with. I told her that I was proud of her so far, but there was much more to find out.
Another strong pull brought as sudden gasp to her lips, one that I had fully expected.

"April ? You made an outburst.... that was not called for.
You will have to be silenced now.
It was your own doing.

I took out the roll of wide tape from Uncle's supplies, and wrapped it tightly several times around April's mouth.
Her stiffened stature made it clear that this scared her, but also excited her beyond words.
After I cut the roll away, I asked her if she could breath alright....she nodded.
Then I told her to try to talk..... only a muffled "MMffttt" sound was audible.
Perfect. I took out a pair of strong wrist cuffs, ands attached then to each wrist, without saying a word.
Then I attached the cuffs to the ceiling hook, with an added piece of chain.

I pulled the chain as tightly as I could get it, asking April to stand on her tip-toes as I made the final securing, I wanted her to be as taut as possible.
As I finished, I stood back to check the "look" of her position.
Her marvelous body was breathtaking in her bound and semi-nude condition.
The white boots giving the sexiest edge to her helpless form, and her matching white thong contrasting against her well tanned body.
But that was a contrast that was unacceptable.

"April? There is a rule that you must always follow. From this moment forward......
You must never have anything blocking me from access to your womanhood.... No matter what we are doing, you will be open for my affection.
Panties, pantyhose, nothing will be acceptable EVER!! "

She mumbled an answer, incomprehensible , but still an answer.
I returned my answer, with force.
I took the tiny waist band of her thong in my two hands, and ripped them off of her hips in one violent tug, pulling her off balance from the force.
She recovered fast, now cowering slightly from the change of direction the scene was taking.
I sensed that, and re-assured her again, that nothing will harm her in any way, if she always obeyed me completely.

Seeing her naked pussy for the first time was indeed as treat.
I had expected it to be shaven, but to look so smooth, it had have been meticulously attended to on a daily basis .
Her trembling made her thighs shimmer, and her pussy flesh quiver with every breath that she took.
Even stretched out in that way she looked supple and womanly beyond any sense of the word.
My manhood was aflame from the sight. I had to get control of myself before I continued to control her.....

"April? You look lovely, and I will enjoy you very much.
Your presence will please me, as your submission was intended to.
But as you know, D/s isn't all love and roses, we do need the thorns to remember our places "

"Yes Sir...... Whatever you say Sir, I am no stranger to the thorns Sir"

I found the adjustable spreader bar in the closet, and attached one of April's ankles to it using a cuff and link.
I attached a cuff to her other ankle, and moved the bar closer to where it would be attached.
The hook was clearly a foot away from where her ankle was.
There would be some widening to do to her stance.
As I spread her legs, of course, her body seemed to become more elevated.
Where she was almost on her tip toes, she was now practically off the ground.
I heard her let out another gasp, as well as a mummer of sorts, like the "mew" of a cat.
I asked her "Are you ok with this?".....
Her nods were enough for me.
I stretched her another few inches and attached the clip.
Her ankles were almost four feet apart now, and she wavered a little from the effect of being almost suspended that way.
Her taut body was breathtaking....

"Just one more attachment April, and I'll be ready to see where your limits might be."
With that said, I attached the blindfold securely to create the desired effect of total sensory depravation.
"You are now in my total control April.
Nothing, and nobody can stop me now, except you.... you know thew safe words, and you can mumble them to me if you feel it necessary, is that understood?"
Something that resembled "yes Sir" escaped her gagged mouth..
I patted her on her firm ass in reply.

I was ready to begin......

I stripped off my shirt and shoes and laid out the tools that I was to use on her.
A small paddle, a larger one, two sizes of floggers.
A wire brush, a mink glove, a feather......and a few different pointed sticks.
Every one of these things were to give her a different "feel".
She wouldn't be able to see what was being used, only the sensations that they would cause.
But first, my lips had to "map" out my victim.

I spent 30 minutes or so, just caressing and loving the flesh that I now possessed, crushing her breasts against my naked chest, feeling her hot pointed nipples harden against me, digging deeper into me with every motion.
Her breath was erratic and rough as her passion increased.
The tempo was increasing as I massaged her breasts and then lowered my focus to her widely spread thighs.
I slipped my hand between her legs, and was greeted by the wettest pussy I have ever felt.
Her thighs were dripping with her nectar.
Her moaning increased as I slid my fingers into her slit to rub her clitoris.
She swayed from the ceiling and tried to impale herself onto my fingers, no.... that can wait..

Now that she was warmed up a little (and so was I).. I went for the awaiting toys.
I started slowly with a small paddle, smacking the sweet spot on her ass several times smartly, reveling in the fantastic reactions it was causing April to have.
After every three smacks, I would rub the same area with my hand, covered with the mink glove.
My kisses would also cool her burning flesh..
I rotated between ass cheeks until they we both nicely pink, then went for the flogger to see what she could take.
Up to now, she hadn't let out much more than a whimper, and a lot of deep moans.

I tested the floggers bite on my arm, it had a nice thud to it.
It was always customary to give some warning to a change in equipment.
So I lightly waggled the flogger across her flesh to set her up for it.
The first blow still startled her.
Her yelped through her gag as it bit into her sensitized ass.
I continued to slowly crisscross her butt with the deer skin weapon.
Watching her body arch with each wonderful attack .
As the speed and intensity increased, her arching became more erotic.
Her moans were so deep and sensuous, they were getting me hard, just hearing them.
Her breasts were heaving and sweat was dripping off her nipples from her intensely turned on condition.
I sped up the blows and increased the force..

Her "Zone" was reached.
She lost all feelings except pleasure, and her body was on fire with eroticism as the Endorphins ran amuck throughout her body..
Every muscle was trembling with excitement.
I backed off to bring her down again.
At this point, she wasn't aware of anything except her arousal. She wouldn't be able to "safe word" out if she wanted to, and I still needed to explore with her more to know her true limits.
I released her from the spreader bar, then took her down from the ceiling hook.
As I held her as hard as I could, She came down to reality again.
Her breasts were crushed against my chest.
Her face upturned toward me, I removed her gag and kissed her passionately for a long time....still blindfolded, she responded with her passion.

"Thank You Master.......... Thank You very much"

"It was my pleasure April, and only the beginning for us...... You are mine now...."

We stayed in that embrace for an hour.
April came down soft, as she should have, in the arms of her Master.
This was to be only the first session of many to come.
This story may never end.

To be continued in the next chapter

Being roomates with a woman is hard

by JMDhard7

I get up early, thinking you, my roommate, wouldn't be up for a while yet.
I go in the living room and sit in a chair, wearing nothing but my boxers...
I begin to rub my soft cock and feel it begin to grow...
I keep rubbing it till its completely hard, my cock's large, swollen head pointing straight up at the ceiling, barely contained by my boxers, my head straining against the elastic of my boxers, straining to be free...
I close my eyes to think of you...last night was almost too much for me...

you were getting ready for bed, wearing only a large, thin tshirt and a skimpy pair of panties, which I could tell left most of your lovely, hard ass exposed...it was obvious b/c your tshirt was so thin, I could see your ass there before me, making me want so bad to grasp it in my hands, making me want to press my long, hard, thick cock between those enticing cheeks...
talking to each other while you were getting ready, I noticed your gorgeous tits pushing your thin tshirt out...
your nipples clearly defined as they pressed thru...
I fantasized as we talked, fantasizing about sucking on them, tracing my tongue around them till they were so hard and erect and sensitive, you began to moan loudly...
you kept looking at me, catching me admiring your sexy body...
you wouldn't say anything to me, just smile a bedeviling smile to yourself...

After you were done, you teasingly whined your back was sore and that you needed a back rub, looking imploringly at me with those intense, sexy eyes, of yours, making it impossible to decline...
you laid down on your bed, and with me watching, pulled your shirt up so I would rub your bare skin with my large, knowing hands...
I glimpsed your large, firm tits a moment from the side before you laid back down, hearing you ask, "you didn't see anything did you?"
...I stammered, "Uh, uh, no I didn't"...
my cock hardening in my jeans as I was really turned on from that glimpse and from seeing you laying there on your bed, your smooth, silky skin exposed there in front of me...
your ass clearly showing, barely covered at all by those skimpy, silky panties you wear...
well needless to say, my hard cock twitched the whole time I rubbed your back....
rubbing it with long, deep, slow strokes, my large, strong hands expertly picking out your tight spots...
alternating with light, brushing strokes which would make your body shudder and chills leap out all over your skin...
you seemed to like it though, letting out soft moans of pleasure thru-out...
occasionally I would let my hands drift downwards to your sides, my fingers grazing the base of your tits...
your body would tense up as I did, but you wouldn't say anything, the chills on your skin speaking volumes...
and a couple of times I let my hands drift down to your panties, rubbing your lower back, sliding my hands under your panties...j
ust grazing the top of your sexy ass...
one time letting a finger slip down to the crevice between your cheeks, sliding down between them...
at which point your body twitched and you suddenly, said, "Hey - that's kind of low isn't it?"...
I muttered a soft "sorry" and finished the rest of your back rub...

I couldn't tell for sure, but I smelled what I thought was your juices from your enticing cunt I fantasize about....
I wonder, did I?...were you getting wet while I teased the base of your tits and your ass?....
After I was done, you pulled your shirt down before you rose, and then got up and leaning towards me, brushed a kiss against my cheek telling me thank you, your tits pressing into my chest...

Having closed my eyes to stroke my cock while I fantasize about you and think about last night, I don't hear or see you enter the living room this morning...
knowing I don't know your there, you stand a moment admiring my lean, muscular body as I stroke my long, hard, thick cock, rubbing it as it strains to be free of my boxers...
you sit down across from me, getting really turned watching me, staring at the large bulge of my cock in my boxers...
noticing a wet spot near the top, realizing that must be from my precum soaking thru...
you touch yourself, beginning to rub your slit, keeping time to my strokes, up....down....up....down.....you begin to feel a warm wetness between your legs and press harder against your pussy lips...
feeling your silky panties draw up inside you as you do...
rubbing against your swelling clit...
you get really hot and horny watching me..and knowing at any moment I could open my eyes and see you across from me, pleasuring yourself makes it all the more exciting and titillating...

My eyes still closed, I imagine undressing you to admire your sexy, naked body in front of me, picturing in my mind your large firm tits, your silky smooth skin, your long, sexy legs, and your enticing pussy lips shaved and smooth...
I imagine cupping your tits in my hands as you grasp my cock, pulling at it as I tease your nipples, tugging at them softly...
I imagine you pushing me back to straddle me, rubbing your wet pussy lips back and forth across the entire length of my long, hard, thick cock which jumps wildly with excitement...
my cock actually twitching and jumping as I fantasize about you....
imagining you grasping it in your hands which are wet from stroking yourself, covered with your sweet juicy nectar...
guiding my long, hard, thick cock inside of you as you slide down on it, slowly lowering yourself all the way down over it...
feeling it deep inside you, your wet cunt slurping around it, your juices covering me as my long, hard, thick cock jumps inside of you, my large, swollen head twitching wildly back and forth inside you as your own wet cunt pulsates excitedly around me...

imagining all this, I want to feel my hard cock in my hands and reaching in thru the hole in my boxers, I grasp it, pulling it out to wrap both hands around it, one on top of the other, my large, swollen head poking out at the top, glistening with precum....

Watching all the while, you can't believe you're watching me, sitting across from rubbing yourself....
when suddenly you watch me letting my cock out, grasping it in both hands...
seeing it there in front of you in my hands makes you gasp in surprise...

I open my eyes to unbelievably see you across from me....
I see you staring at my cock, rubbing your cunt with one hand...
the other playing with a nipple, your shirt pulled up exposing one of your tits as you squeeze a nipple....
your eyes drift back up and see that mine are now open, me staring at you...
my cock still in my hands, I feel it throb and trying to jump as I take in the sight of your sexy, half-naked body in front of me....

You look me in the eyes smiling a sexy smile, your eyes intense as I can tell you are really hot and turned on....
I smile back and standing, I pull my boxers off to stand in front of you completely naked....
I hear a soft moan of delight as you stare at my lean, muscular body and my long, thick hard cock pointing up at the ceiling as it throbs...
I say softly, "You want to join me?"....
not sure if you will bolt for your room or if you will indeed join in the pleasure and fun this morning...
In reply, you pull your shirt off, your arms held high as you do, exposing your lovely, enticing tits which jut out as you pull your shirt off...
then staring me in the eyes, knowing I'm taking in the sight of you, you pull down your panties to stand naked across from me....
both of us staring at each other's hot naked bodies, taking in each wonderful erotic feature...
feeling hornier all the while, our desire for each other welling up inside of us...

I sit back down, as you do too....
I begin to stroke my cock slowly...
encircling my fingers around the base of my hard cock....
grasping my throbbing cock in my hand as I slide it slowly up the entire length of my cock's shaft...
up over my swollen, sensitive head, feeling my cock jump as I do...
feeling the precum ooze out...
my hand coating my cock's shaft as I slide my hand back down my cock slowly....

I stare at you as you cup one tit in a hand, using your fingers to tease your hard, erect nipple...
using the other hand to rub your cunt, keeping time to my strokes, fantasizing about feeling it thrusting deep inside of you, its thickness spreading your pussy wide...
inserting a finger to rub your swollen and senstive clit as you listen to my meat slapping loudly in my hand as I stroke it faster, getting hotter and hotter watching you pleasure yourself in front of me, your sexy body writhing around as you stroke your clit...
soft moans escaping your lips as you feel your juices flow....

Watching me stroke my long, hard, thick, throbbing cock wildly in front of you, and hearing it making that loud slapping noise as my hand passes over and over my large, swollen head suddenly causes you to climax as your body shudders, your tits bouncing up and down as your body is wracked with your orgasm, your juices spurting out all over your hand and inner thighs, dripping down out of your pulsating pussy lips, your moans becoming very loud and excited as you moan intensely....
I'm sure our apartment neighbor, the young college girl, can hear you they are so loud...
listening to you, smelling the sweet smell of your juices emanate thru the room, and watching your body writhe about is making me want to fuck you...
I want to fuck your wet, juicy cunt long and hard, pounding it inside of you, my large, round balls slapping loudly against your pussy lips as we fuck...
our moans of excitement mixing together....
not caring if anyone can hear us...

I sure hadn't planned on this, but I really want to feel my cock deep inside of you now...

Do you want to come over here, climb on top of me, straddling me, to rub your wet, juicy cunt against my long, thick, hard cock before you climb atop it, sliding down on it to ride my hard cock, milking it with your wet cunt?...
feeling my hands all over you as I caress your tits in my hands, teasing those sensitive, erect nipples of yours..one hand sliding down your body to slide inside your cunt to rub your g-spot, using a "come here" motion with my finger to excite you, to make you scream and close your eyes in intense pleasure as you feel your whole body spasm, feeling my long, thick, hard cock deep inside you as we fuck and my finger inside also, rubbing you where you like it..
cum on over honey and lets begin to fuck!!...