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It’s the ultimate male fantasy, every horny red blooded American male’s dream cum true. The situation every guy dreams and fantasizes and would give his immortal soul to experience at least once in his life. It is the worthy and admirable goal everyone strives for but for which most except the privileged few ever are fortunate to attain.
What am I talking about, well making it with two hot and sexy women of course. And not only that, but becoming their regular sex partner for life. However, that is only the beginning.
What makes it even more sweet and delicious is the fact that these two ladies are related. “Twins?” you may be asking yourselves, well not quite but just as good. It would happen to be a mother-daughter tag team, but from looking at them, you would swear they were almost sisters, and not mother and daughter.
What would you say if I was to tell you that not only are the two lovely hot sexy wanton sex vixens are not only related to each other but are also related to me. The mother is my very own aunt(my mom’s baby sister) and the daughter would be my cousin.
I can imagine that you are either thinking one of two things to yourselves. The first one would be “You sick bastard, you need psycho help. How hard up can you be to fuck your very own relatives and your mom’s sister for Christ’s sake?”
However, it is quite possible that you could be thinking to yourselves “Hell, you lucky ass mother fucker dog. How can I get action like that?”
If you are in the first camp, the one who thinks I would be a sicko, then I suggest you quit reading now and take your closed mind and read something flowery or wholesome, because this story ain’t for you.
However, if you are one of the few who are open minded enough to fathom or contemplate the joys of incestual sex, then read on because you are one of the enlightened few who posses the open mind to enjoy fine erotic literature like this. Hell, you may even gain some ideas from my story.
Even if you are in the middle and of the road and not sure which way to think, go ahead and read on. Who knows, you may just enjoy it and find yourself spanking your monkey and wanting more. It could be the rebirth into a whole new world of thinking about sex. You never know until you read.
Anywhoo, enough with the intro and lets get on with the story. It all began a few years ago, almost three to be exact. I was 24 at the time and had just finished college and was looking for something to do while going to grad school to earn my Masters in Computer Information Systems and Network Design. The best route I was told would to be to earn my MBA with an emphasis on the two areas.
Mom suggested that I go live with Aunt Candice and her daughter and while there, work for Aunt Candice at her multinational advertising and publishing firm. That would give me the work experience I needed plus it would help me find a job after graduation, seeing that I was her nephew and after all everyone knows that in today’s job market, its not what but WHO you know that gets you that first big break.
In addition for me being able to get that all important first job, mom had more of a selfish motive for me going to live with Aunt Candice… she wanted to know how Aunt Candice was doing and keep tabs on her and wanted me to be her eyes ears. In other words I was going to be a snoop.
I guess you couldn’t blame mom because Aunt Candice had always been the rebel of the family and in her parents eyes could do nothing right, a fact that she had reminded countless times.
But most of all, she wanted to get as far away as she could from her parent’s puritanical prudish and self righteous “holier than thou” snooty attitude, so at age 16, she ran away from home and moved to a large city in the mid west.
She lied about her age and became a stripper and hooker and not only that at age 17 she found herself with a new baby girl who she named Brandi. To make ends meet she became a nude model as well as a high price call girl. but soon got burned out.
Aunt Candice(who for the rest of the story will now be referred to as simply “Candi”) soon found herself in a world of hurt. She was just turning 18 years old and had an 18 month old baby but no way to have people care for her while she worked.
Soon she found herself out of modeling jobs as well as a “dates” because neither of the industries wanted children at their place so she had to go back to turning tricks for what ever she could get.
However, all would not be as bad as it would appear for in her darkest hour, fate took mercy on her and smiled down sending her a guardian angel, or at least at the time was. The 50 year old man was independently wealthy and owned his own publishing and advertising firm. He was a lonely widower and Candi was a lonely single mom the perfect match, or so they thought.
The man who’s name was Frank Worthington agreed marry Aunt Candi and adopt Brandi and raise her as his very own. However, there were a few stipulations to the agreement.
First of all, Candi was to become a “respectable wife.” This meant that Candi was to quit her present line of work as well as get her high school education and a college degree.
Also Candi was to stay married to him for as long as they both lived and Brandi was never to know that he wasn’t her father as long as he was alive. Candi agreed and they were soon married.
As a last request, Frank wanted Candi to have her tubes tied and Candi agreed because she knew she didn’t want any more children and Frank was too old to raise kids.
For the first five to seven years, the marriage was fine. The sexual intimacy was there, although Frank wasn’t the sex crazed fiend that Candi had hoped her would be. He would be intimate once or twice a week but then was the kind that would either roll over and go to sleep or get up and go about his day.
However, after the first couple of years the intimacy tapered off until it was no more except a kiss on the cheek, if that much. Also during this time Candi earned her high school equivalency and attained her degree in Marketing and Management with a minor in advertising.
She began working on her MBA and eventually finished it and soon became Chief Operating Officer of the company(number 2 in command just under Uncle Frank).
Even though she was able to accomplish that great feat in life, fate threw her a curve ball in the relationship department. Soon Frank began taking out of town trips and would be gone for nearly 9 months out of the year most of the time, the longest stretch being 7 months at once while overseas.
Candi was left running the business but seeing that she was in charge and that Brandi was the most important thing in her life she ran the business from home and hired as day to day operations manager.
This would allow her to spend quality time with Brandi and she would be home when Brandi got home from school and during the summer months they would have all their time together.
Since Frank was gone, Candi and Brandi became very, very close almost like bosom buddies instead of mother and daughter. This was important during Brandi’s formative years.
Also, I would spend summers with them and most every weekend seeing at the time Mom and our family were now living only an hour away.
Even though Candi was the prodigal and her parents and other siblings had pretty much written her off, Mom just couldn’t. She was blood and no matter what, families stuck together. So needless to say, we moved where we could be close to Candi, just in case she or Brandi would need us.
I would grow up with Brandi and we would become fast friends. I would be her “big brother” since I was nearly 4 years older than her and would take up for her as well as a good solid male role model, seeing that Uncle Frank was now gone so much.
My dad would also “adopt” her and Candi as his own and help out any way he could and became a second father to Brandi.
We were a close family at least for a while. However, that closeness would soon be put to the test. Mom’s parents soon became too ill to take care of themselves so we moved back east. I was 15 at the time(just a few months shy of my 16th birthday) and Brandi had just turned 12.
That would be the last time I would see either one of them for 8 years and what a world of changes those 8 years would bring. First of all, tragedy would strike Candi and Brandi 9 months afterwards. Uncle Frank would die in a plane crash.
Mom tried to get Candi to come back east there was too many bad memories there and she was the stubborn one and decided to stay put.
Anyway she now had made her life here and had a large company to run and Uncle Frank had left her well off so she was set for life financially with her huge house paid for and a life insurance annuity that paid her almost a half mill per year for the next 40 years.
That was on top of what she was already making in her publishing firm which was booming and expanding and bringing in an annual profit of almost 35 million per year, with her salary being 1.44 million. So needless to say, she was not hurting at least for money that is.
However, even though she was not hurting financially, deep inside, Candi was still empty. Even though she had been married, it had for the most part been a “marriage from hell” emotionally and intimately speaking.
Frank was not the kind to want sex and had been preoccupied with work. Candi was left to dildoes and one night stands and office romances to fill the emptiness inside. However this would not work and soon she would become depressed and eat and get into that vicious cycle until she reached over 250 pounds.
Although Candi was a beautiful woman in the face, not too many people wanted to have sex with a fat woman so she retreated inside herself and work spending time only with Brandi until Brandi turned 16.
What was it that turned Candi around it was a radical transformation that would wake her up and make her reborn? Here is how it unfolds.
One Friday night while Brandi was off at cheerleading camp Candi was feeling sorry for herself and getting drunk and stoned while watching the late night infomercials.
She had polished off a fifth of whiskey and was on her 3rd joint and sailing high when she happened to see a self-help guru on the tube. He was asking the people if they were happy and if not, how they could become happy by following his plan.
She found herself ordering his book and tapes and when she sobered up she thought better of it but something inside told her to listen and she did and from that day on she changed her life.
The first thing she did was to do was visit her doctor and he put her on an exercise regimen and fat blocker which would help her lose weight. He also prescribed a “diet guideline” for her to go by for her to use as reference.
The doctor also suggested she do exercises she enjoyed so she began belly dancing along with Brandi.
Candi also went back to stripping but this time it was different. Candi was now the owner of the club and danced because she wanted to and not out of the need for money.
She purchased a gentleman’s club near the state line(about 20 minutes away) that had been closed and completely renovated it to where it was now a show palace.
She set her own hours and came and went as she pleased hiring a manger to run the place day to day. She also became the DJ which was something she liked doing. “Eden’s Garden of Delights” as the club was known as soon became a huge success and people from neighboring cities and even neighboring states came visited and spent money hand over fist.
Candi also turned to Brandi for support during her “rebirth” and Brandi was more than happy to help. Brandi was so glad that her mom was coming out of her depression and “moving on with life.” Brandi would become her coach and support mechanism on Candi’s road to self-improvement.
As a result, she and Brandi developed an unspeakable bond that went beyond mother daughter, beyond friends and beyond sisters. They were practically soul mates and were inseparable confiding in each other from everything from clothing and fashion to what was going on in their lives, including their intimate sex lives.
Many a night during the first summer of Candi’s recovery, she and Brandi would stay up to the wee hours in the morning wearing nothing but night shirts and panties drinking, smoking cigarettes and giggling like school girls as Candi would share about her wild sex exploits and Brandi would listen intently.
Brandi would also tell her about the boys she was interested in and confessed that she was no longer a virgin. Candi was not surprised but cautioned Brandi to be careful and not make the same mistakes she did. Candi also suggested that Brandi go on the pill and Brandi confessed she already was.
The intimacy they shared over the next two years was beyond words and bordered dangerously close to incestual love and would soon cross that line but not for a long time.
During this time also, Brandi was becoming interested in her mom’s work and at age 16, Candi let Brandi begin working in the club she owned. She had connections that obtained Brandi a fake ID.
At first Brandi was a cocktail waitress and sometimes DJ’ed, especially when her mom got up to dance. Brandi was naturally a ham and loved to talk so this gave her a chance to express herself and she became quite good at it.
When Brandi was 17, she decided wanted to try her hand at dancing but only in an act with her mom. Her mom cautioned her to think it over and Brandi did and so Candi let her begin dancing.
By now, Candi had lost 125 pounds and was back to her original body, the body she had at age 16. As a result. Candi and Brandi worked up several acts and performed them on stage to the delight of the crowds.
Some of the acts were “fairly tame” while some others were more sexy and seductive. Of course they had one or two that on rare occasions “brought down the house” and were down right raunchy as you could get without them actually performing sexual acts but was close.
They would dance around each other while naked simulating sex acts on each other from eating each other’s pussies to dry humping on stage to hot 69 sessions.
For a few months the simulated acts were just that, simulated. However one night, shortly after Brandi turned 18, they ceased being make believe and became real ending up in the crowd going wild and cheering and throwing money on them like it was going out of style.
Neither Candi or Brandi knew how or when they crossed that line but once they did, there was no turning back and they were lovers for life making that act their premier and for 150 dollars they would perform it privately for whoever wanted to watch whether man or woman.
However that is another story for another time and this side point sets the background and stage for the events that would happen in the main part of the story.
Anyway, that January mom had arranged for me to leave near the beginning of the summer (the last of May). During the months leading up to my I began talking on the phone with Candi and Brandi and also started chatting with them online every night.
Also, I sent them a picture and was able to let them see me when we chat, seeing that I had a web cam but Brandi didn’t, well at least that is what she told me.
She wanted to be sneaky and see what I looked like without me seeing her. Come to find out that their motive was to surprise me when I arrived at the train station.
Well the big day would arrive when I would make the 700 mile trip to the Midwest. The train would leave on a Thursday and take me to a medium sized town North of Chicago where Brandi and Candi lived.
Mom suggested I take the late train so I would arrive the following morning so with luggage packed and teary goodbyes; I boarded the 6:25 train for the 14 hour train ride.
It was shortly after 7:30 Friday morning when got my stuff together just as the train was coming to the stop. I packed and got ready to disembark ready to meet Candi and Brandi.
As I got off the train, I saw a number of people waiting around but did not recognize anyone that I knew. I did however see them but did not realize who they were.
As I gathered my luggage, I saw these two sexy sumptuous vixens that could pass for sisters. The older one looked to weigh around 125 pounds and stood about 5’7” tall with short blonde hair that you could tell that definitely had been dyed blonde. She measured about 36C-24-36 and had on an outfit that showed off every curve of her sumptuous body.
The outfit consisted of a white ribbed material halter top and tight, tight cut off faded denim shorts that hugged the woman’s ass and showed off her long well-toned legs.
The pants were so tight that you could see the outline of her crotch and the halter top was cut in a low v-neck and displayed an ample amount of cleavage and once you were close enough the material allowed you to see through and it was evident that she wasn’t wearing a bra.
The other vixen that was with her was slightly taller(maybe 5’9) and had sandy blond hair. She measured similar with nice big tits(36C-24-34). She was wearing a fairly seductive outfit but it was a bit dressier than the other lady’s was.
Just think of a school girl outfit and you would have a good picture. The top was a white short sleeved ribbed pull over sweater however, the sweater was a midriff instead of waist length.
The skirt was made of a dark indigo blue rugged denim material that was quite short, about halfway between her knees and hips, barely covering the girl’s ass.
The skirt also was slit on both sides all the way up to the hips. Lastly, instead of wearing shoes, she had on dark brown boots that came up to her thighs.
As I walked by, I noticed they were checking me out. I could see that they both had their sunglasses halfway down and were definitely liking what they saw. They had a now had a sign up that said “Jason Miller” and I knew it was them.
As I approached them, I hardly recognized Aunt Candi. She had changed a lot since the last time I saw her. She had lost that weight and had cut her hair short and died it blonde.
Also Brandi had grown up quite well. She was no longer that knobby kneed scrawny little girl I knew. She was now a very sumptuous 20 year old woman.
“Aunt Candice,” I said hesitantly. “Yes sweetie, its me,” Candi said with a smile running up to hug me. She pressed her warm body next to mine and I felt her firm tits press into my chest as she squeezed me tight.
Also, if I wasn’t mistaken, I felt her crotch rub up against mine, more than just once but quite regularly as she was attempting to feel my cock that was already growing.
“I am so glad to see you darling,” Candi said as she held me tight. “Let me look at you,” she added as she stood back with her hands on my forearms.
Candi hugged me again just as tight and this time there was no mistaking it, she was definitely grinding her crotch against mine. Candi also did something that took me by surprise, she kissed me.
“How strange is that,” you may be asking yourselves. “Every Aunt has kissed her nephew 1000’s of times. That’s nothing unusual.”
Well that is true but however this was no ordinary “Aunt type of peck on the cheek” like you would normally expect, instead, it was a full kiss on the lips, and not only that but a long deep sensual probing kiss that lasted for a good 20-30 seconds.
After she broke the kiss, she took me by the hand and led me over to Brandi who was standing there with her sunglasses off and definitely giving me the eye and checking me out.
“Bet you don’t know who this is sweetie,” Candi said with a sly grin. “Brandi,” I said hesitantly. “Yep cuz, its me,” Brandi replied.
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New Free Love

Hiking in the woods, an older couple is surprised to discover another couple freely making love.

Lasting Relationships 1: Testing Each Others Nerves

I smiled as an finish planning. I spun around in my computer chair to face the computer and starting typing toJeff. ”Hey, you want to come over and spend the night?” The second month of summer break was just ending and we were bored out of our minds. He would usually come over daily but his family vacation to Arizona delayed that for two weeks. Jeff didn’t want to go since ”my family isn’t nearly as fun as hanging out with you.”
”What will we do?” He typed back as if he would even think about turning me down.
”I don’t know, just hang out, I’m bored aren’t you?”
”Yea, I guess… I’ll come over ”
”Cool, We could watch movies or what ever.”
”Or sneak out.”
”And then do what genious?”
”I don’t know but it’d probably be a lot more fun that whatever we do in your house” Oh, he was in for a surprise.
”Come over after your dinner and just walk in, I’ll be the only one here.”
”K. Bye”
”Bye”
Great now I had about an hour to myself. I decided to eat and couldn’t get the thought of Jeff’s pink lips on my cock or his backing arching from the intensity of his orgasm out of my head, I was going mad and needed him. He’d never done anything like this before but I had hints that he wanted to or was at least curious. I never done anything like this either but I was too horny for my own good and wanted to experiment myself. I could trust my best friend not to tell a soul after the fact.
He walked through the door since I was the only one home and I jumped up and tackled him as was our greeting was when we had the time. I ran my shoulder into his chest and felt his arm clench around my neck and we both fell down. I forced my head out of his grip and remembered then how strong he was; although not really he was still a fit, flat-bellied, blonde, blue-eyed kid. After getting my head free I put my knees so that I was straddling his belly and his distraction to our legs allowed me to pin his hands down. In a last attempt he thrust up but it was no use ”OK! Fuck, you win! haha” ”Hahaha, you better remember that moment punk.”
I got off of him and glanced at would looked like a bulge in his pants. ”Let’s go set up a fort in my room.” I said in an effort to end the awkward silence. I ran and he quickly caught. up and tackled me ”REMATCH!!” as he forced me with his hands down. I tried to turn around while falling but only landed on my side and I heard him grunt a little in pain from my hip going into his groin. ”Aww, dude!” he exhaled out of the breath he had in his lungs at the time. I started laughing and tapped his cock which was definitely hard ”Does it hurt?” I said still laughing. ”Yes…j..jesus christ you have boney hips!” ”Looks like I won this time too.
As you can see we are very competitive with each other and I used this in my plan that was only hours away. We continued onto making the fort out of mattresses, sheets, blankets, and all the rest of the typical kid fort. We made only one space towards the TV to watch and play games and such. When this was done we were both a little worn down.
We decided to watch some horror movies just to laugh at (we were 14 but not stupid). I heard my mom come in the house and new from her double shit that she’d go to bed right away. ”Seems like my bitch is home!” Jeff said and once again we were at it and he finally got the upper hand ending on my back straddling my ass with my hands pinned and this time I felt the bulge on the crack of my ass. ”You won this time you bitch!” he got off of me and I decided to finally initiate my plan.
”Let’s play a video game, I’m bored.” I said very casually with a little yawn. ”Sure” he agreed and I got up to choose the game. I chose some single player war game and heard ”Hey, what about me?” ”We’ll take turns. It’s a good game and I want to play it.” I said assertively ”Alright!” he groaned in agony as if I just told him to take out the trash.
I came back and sat next to him cross-legged as the game started. I lasted a few minutes until I died in the game and gave him the controller. As I gave him the controller his back straitened up and I saw his arched back and couldn’t help but want to stick my cock in his mouth. He lasted about 20 seconds before he died and yelped ”That’s not fair! I didn’t even get to play for long.” I gestured my hand out and he gave the controller over. I played and acted like I was playing but purposely died 10 seconds later.
”Ok, hand it over.” Jeff said as he looked at me and gave me the same gesture. ”How bout I play you the nervous game for it?” ”What?” I put my hand on his knee and started sliding it up ”Nervous yet?” ”What the-?” ”Say ‘yes’ or I won’t stop” ”YES!! YES!” I retracted my hand. ”What was that about?” He said, baffled, as I continued to play. ”You’ve never heard of the nervous game?” ”….no.” ”Are you from mars? Look here the rules” I spoke promptly and started to list.
”The nervous game is played by either being the person who challenges or is challenged. If I challenge you, you can’t say no without forfeiting. I’ll put my hand on your knee and move it up until you say stop or I say stop.” He still looked little confused but if you a teenager that doesn’t have a clue you are an idiot so he spoke full of himself ”Ohh yea, ‘The Nervous Game’ ” and I smile and continued ”Right, so we can play for anything, whether it be a turn or the whole nights worth of playing”
As soon as I was done explaining I died ”HAHAHA, looks like that was all for noth-” and just like that my hand was on his knee again. I moved up more slowly seeing where his limit would be. I got halfway up his firm thigh when he finally stopped me ”Fine, have your game.” ”Awww, can Jeff handle a little competition?” I said at a high octave which pissed him off and just to my plan I felt his hand fall on my knee. I paused the game and looked at him smiling. He started moving by the time I looked over he hand moving up my thigh. He realized that he was running out of room to fuck around and got around 3/4’s up my thigh before chickening out. ”hahaha, you suck man.”
I was starting to second guess myself of if he really had a boner or just my want for one. Then once again, I died. I didn’t even give him the controller and put my hand on his knee and started going up. Halfway up, two-thirds up, three-fourths up, and all I got was a swallow in the throat from him. I felt myself getting a boner and knew he had to have had one by now. I then finally touched his balls and he jolted a little. I started brushing over his balls lightly with the back of my hand. After a couple times I went up and brushed the full length of his cock when something happened.
I felt Jeff’s cold hand on my knee and instead of kidding around he just went up my shorts. His hand was cold and soft for a teen. He was rubbing my balls with his hands and I decided to go further. I started unbottoning his shorts and zipped them down freeing his nice 5 inch cock in the air. He soon followed suit with my 6 inch and we ended up both on our knees jerking each other off.
A couple more moments would have been enough to have me blow my load but I wanted this to last and also wanted to honor the ‘game’ by going further. I started kissing his neck and before he would try to do the same I went down. Kissing his flat stomach and the space right above his cock with barely any pubic hair. I slid my tongue over the top of his cock, base to head, and let his cock slide in my mouth. I heard him squeel a little and grabbed his hair to bring his mouth to my cock. We were both on our sides sucking and grabbing each other each building each other orgasms. Then Jeff took the lead in the game.
He put his hand behind the knee that wasn’t touching the ground and put my knee to my shoulder. I then felt his tounge slip its way down my cock, pass my balls, over my butt cheek and into my hole. I unvoluntarily grabbed down on the hair on his neck and pulled him closer to me, deep throating him. We both froze there for what seemed like forever before he started pumping him cock into me and burying his tounge in my ass.
I pulled his cock out of my mouth long enough to lube my finger that waited at the entrance of his little pink hole for any indication of no before I put it in as far as I could. He stopped for a moment to relax himself enough to take the new invader. Jeff went back to sucking my cock and stuck a finger in me without even needed to lube what he hasn’t already. We smacked our bare bellies together and kept getting louder in our high pitched moans.
I saw his thrusting increasing in power and the thought of him coming was enough for me to come. My balls swelled and I started squirting my cum down his throat and he came quickly after filling my mouth with the hot and salty goo I craved from my friend.
After coming we just left each others genitals in our mouths for a little while. Then I heard a voice ”I win, you got nervous first!” and I laughed as he went to pick up the controller and said ”Ok, maybe this time.”

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What I really want

WHAT I REALLY WANT
What I really want is to go to sort of a bondage palace in New York or Chicago. I want to walk in, negotiate the conditions of my spanking, and pay the price, several hundred dollars I would guess. A scantily clad young woman would then take me back to a locker room where I would take off my clothes (she would watch as I got naked) and store them away.
Another scantily clad, more mature woman would then lead me back to a big dungeon sort of room. I would then be handcuffed to a frame in the middle of the room with my arms up and spread. My legs would then be spread and shackled to the frame. I would stand there with my cock and balls swinging free, other people looking at me. I would be ashamed of how I looked naked, but could do nothing to cover myself.
Approximately half of the others would also be naked, both men and women. They would be tied up in some fashion having pain administered to them- some with paddles, some with whips, and some with clamps. Some would be moaning in pain or pleasure, some crying out in pain, some crying out or screaming with more pain. They would be of both genders, of a variety of ages. I would neither be the oldest, nor the saggiest person in the room.
The other half of the people in the room would be administering the pain. They would be scantily clad, both male and female, some mature, but none of them over about 45. I would have some time to watch other people getting their punishment and/or their pleasure, hopefully both. Watching for awhile would be part of my arrangement with the front desk. Most of the men would have hard-ons, even the ones being whipped or having mousetraps attached to their nipples or cocks. One, older than me, with a large hard cock, would be coming as he was being fucked in the ass by a young looking stud in a mask. His cum would rope out on the floor as he screamed his release, the stud pounding his ass till he hollered his own release, filling the old man’s ass with his cum.
In a back corner of the room a white haired old lady would have three bikini clad women working her over. She would be shackled spread-eagled like myself while a very young girl would be finger fucking her with what looked like three fingers. A mature woman in a black leather bikini would be pinching and twisting her nipples till she cried out in pain. A most voluptuous young woman would be behind her paddling her already red ass with a large wooden paddle. As she reached the point of no return her cries of pain would turn into cries of pleasure as she came hard, the pinching of her nipples would turn to hard slaps to her sagging tits, and the paddling of her crimson butt would continue until her cries of release stopped.
Over to my near left, a well built young woman would be strapped to a metal table, her legs in stirrups, her large tits topped with nipples pulled deeply into a sucking machine. Her cunt would be being invaded with a massive dildo shoved in and out by a machine, which seemed to pick up speed as I watched. She would cry out in anticipation as her climax approached. She would shudder and holler, “Oh Christ! Make me cum! Oh God!!! Do Me!! Oh fuck! Suck my nipples harder!! Fuck the hell out of me, you bastard!!” With that, she would come with great gushes as the dildo slammed in and out of her at maximum speed.
I would be really hard at this point. “You ready for your spanking, stud?” This would be delivered in a soft, sexy voice. The speaker would come into my view, a statuesque redhead, wearing a black leather bikini. She carried a large, stiff, black leather paddle, which she would set down on a table. She would pick up a cock ring and place it around my cock and balls, pulling it very tight, making my cock, if anything, harder. She would then slap my cock and balls around a few times, making me grit my teeth in pain and cry out. “Get used to that, stud, I’m only starting,” she would say.
She would move around behind me, where she would give me a solid smack on my right ass cheek with her hand. She would then give me a solid smack on my left cheek. Then she would spank my right cheek harder, then the left. She would alternate left and right cheek for some minutes. Mirrors would have been set up so that I could see my ass clearly. And I would now be able to see it redden under the spanking the redhead was giving me. “Do you want it harder, stud?” she would ask. “Yes,” I would say.
She would then take my balls in her right hand and began to squeeze, looking me in the eye. “Does that hurt?” she would ask. “No,” I would answer. This would go on with her squeezing my balls harder and harder, till I’d never felt such pain in my life, and tears came into my eyes. “Oh God, that hurts,” I’d cry. She’d let go, then, slapping my cock and balls hard, as she would pick up the wicked looking paddle and move around behind me.
Whack! She hit me with the paddle on both cheeks. It would hurt, but she would hit me again, then again, picking up speed and hitting my ass harder with the leather paddle. I would cry out in pain as I really began to feel the hurt and heat in my ass cheeks. As I glanced into the mirrors, I would see that my ass had turned a bright crimson color. Yet the paddling would continue. The pain would become unbearable, yet I’d bear it, and bear more. Then she’d stop. “Are you done, stud? Or can you take some more?” “Give me some more,” I cried through my tears, “And make me come though my pain” That’s what I wanted to hear, stud.”
A cute young girl, not over about 12 years old would come into my view, kneel in front of me and take my rigid cock into her small mouth. Then I’d feel the paddle hit my ass harder than it ever had till now. Then it would hit again, and again, till I cried out in total pain and now would fear that I couldn’t stand it any more. But she wouldn’t stop. The little girl would suck my cock even deeper into her warm mouth as the paddling continued.
In the mirror I could see my red ass bounce off the paddle driving my cock deeper into the little girl’s
mouth. Her warm mouth and tongue would feel really good. As the pain in my ass became total, my
orgasm would begin deep inside and began to boil up into my cock. I would be able see those others in
the dungeon watch as my body exploded and as I screamed out my release. I would jerk my body
forward away from the painful paddle and toward the girl’s warm mouth. I would scream again as my
jism spurted into the little mouth that swallowed as fast as it could. Those around me would smile as I
jerked out of control, spasming again and again. My hard cock would be deep in the little girl’s mouth,
only a little bit of cum escaping her mouth and dribbling down her chin. My ass would be on fire. A
couple of people would applaud as I was let down from the shackles. An old guy, being led to a frame by
his hard cock would say, “Great orgasm, man”.
The redhead and the little girl would lead me to the locker room where they helped me get back into my
clothes. The little girl would let me feel up her small breasts before I left. I had never been into very
young girls, but my time with her might convince me to rethink that. I would limp back to my hotel room
and sleep off my huge orgasm, dreaming of soothing oil being rubbed into my ass by a loving older
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My Slutty Wife Used as a Dog Slave Bitch part 4

My Slutty Wife Used as a Dog Slave Bitch part 4
Part 4
As Sissy was released she was laying there with nothing holding her, the stocks and leather straps were all gone, but she still had this feeling that she was firmly bound! And that she could easily lay there and allow all the things that had just happened to her, to happen again! and that she would not move a muscle!!! Bull and the two big black women helped lift her off of the “T” shaped stand, her legs were still out horizontal, but this time she was placed on the floor and one of the big black women was holding her up and the other was slowly moving her legs back and under her. She could now feel the but plug and one of the black women commented on what a lovely doggie tail!. Sissy apparently had a plug that Dr DeSade had placed in her virgin butt hole, that had attached to it a very real looking dog tail!. Bull had attached her black leather collar tightly around her neck and had snapped a leash on, she was now down on all fours, Sissy was young and in good shape and her legs and the feeling in them were returning to normal as Bull said to her, now little bitch you are going to get the first part of your training to become a Slutty little Dog Slave Bitch! Sissy’s formerly little clit was also starting to behave strangely!
Bull then said your name from now on will be Little Bitch! And anytime you have this collar on you will immediately go down on all fours! And act and do exactly as your master commands! You will answer only by barking and when in this condition will speak no words! Do you understand, Sissy with out thinking said yes master, and this was met with a sadistic lash on her bare bottom! that brought out a yelp! Again Bull asked her do you understand and Sissy reluctantly nodded her head yes, and again another viscous lash! Bull now said again, you must only answer with a female sounding dog bark! And, I want it to be convincing and I want it to sound just like a dog as you are now, and will be treated just like a bitch dog in heat!!! do you understand!!! Sissy then attempted to bark like a dog and after several attempts was able to satisfy Bull. As they left the motel room Sissy was now on her knees and on all fours, this feeling to her after seeing the halfbreed perform as a dog slave bitch, was quite a perverse thought, and that her being treated like an animal! somehow in a strange sort of way really appealed to her!
Sissy was lead out of the motel room with her beautiful bare bottom exposed and wiggling back and forth! Her sore little breasts were hanging down with her nipples pointing out, she was starting to look the part of a bitch dog on a leash! She was then lead into the parking area where the other two women had earlier been abused and was commanded to sit, she did so and was trying to act even more like a dog! Bull then commanded her to bark ! She was the only one in the center of this small lot, but there were at least a dozen men mostly truckers, along with the two big black women, and a few dominate masters. Bull first had Sissy bark, and then howl!, several times as loud as she possibly could and each sounded a little more convincing, one of the truckers had a big brown and black male doberman and as Sissy did her last howl This dogs ears really perked up! And he looked over at her in a strange way as their eyes met he became quite excited and his stare let her know instantly that she was going to be his new bitch!!!…
Sissy was at first scared at the thought, as she was lead by, up really close to this male doberman and then back towards the motel, she kept looking back over her shoulder at the big doberman and not only was he pulling very hard on his leash and trying to get loose! His master was having a hard time holding him as this big dog reared up he exposed a big hard and very erect cock that could easily be seen shining in the dull light of the motel parking lot! One could hear him say down boy, you will get your chance!!!!….. Bull with Sissy in tow knocked on the door of a different room and was invited in. Once in, was shocked at what she saw! This room was used for a number of things it had a small area reserved for tattooing and another that was being used for several types of sadistic torture and female abuse! there was another young woman that the artist was just finishing up with as apparently she had been here before, but had been tattooed a lot over the last several years and her looks had also been changed to look more like a dog, as her ears nose and mouth were tattooed and apparently had been surgically altered to look something like a female Labrador along with her hands and feet!and she had been tattooed along with a certain of bread, of this kind of a dogs colors in various places all over her body, that made the distinction more real looking and somewhat believable…..
Dr DeSade and several of his small people helpers were scurrying around and attending to several women. They, had been scorned and dismissed by most women growing up as they were ugly and perverted little men and as such had never had a normal relationship with a real woman, so thus were easily ready and able to do any disgusting, abusive and sexually sadistic torture that the good doctor would suggest!
As this girl was finished and led away Sissy had now taken her place, and a discussion had now ensued between Bull and the tattoo artist, as Bull had seen the big male dobermans interest in Sissy and thought if they were going to make her up like a bitch dog, it should be like a Doberman! It was also understood, that what they were going to do to Sissy, would not to be permanent! So that sometime later, all this makeup could, with some effort be removed! He the artist had several helpers and all quickly went to work, the thing that Dr DeSade had done to her clit was now starting to give Sissy a very interesting feeling in her genitals! It was hard for her to comprehend at first? As she had never felt like it before, and had nothing to compare this feeling to! It felt strange, but good and left her empty and wanting? This feeling was becoming stronger and stronger as the proceedings went on!.
One of the tattoo helpers started with Sissy’s hands placing them into a fist! They were then taped into little paddies after which small leather booties were slipped on, and were fastened tightly just above her wrists along with some glue that acted like quick crazy glue that immediately set up! These booties looked much like dog paws! Her bare feet along with her toes had also been bent back and taped to where they to, had booties slipped on them along with a similar knee pad that was also fixed, and all replicated the feet of a dog, and were realistic in a half dog and half young woman kind of way! The results was to give her some protection when crawling and scampering around on all fours, but left her quite helplessly expose and very submissive as she could not do anything at all with her hands, to stop what might happen, or protect herself!
Sissy’s butt plugged tail was first shortened and then colored with black and reddish brown streaks that left it sticking almost straight up, one helper was painting on her hips and down the sides of her thighs leaving her now bare bottom very pale in stark contrast to the black and reddish brown paint. They, and bull were quite surprised, as their attention was drawn to Sissy’s clitoris as it was now some what larger and had turned very red in color and like the other Dog Slave Bitches seen earlier, was sticking out quite pronounced leaving a real impression of a bitch dog in heat!!!!..! Sissy of course could not see this, but the feeling of her becoming a horny animal bitch was becoming more and more desirable apparent and uncontrollable …..
Her red hair with the braids undone was pulled back into a short pony tail and wrapped up on her head along with streaks of black colored into it. Her shoulders along with her back and fore arms were also expertly covered and painted with alternating streaks of black and reddish brown make up paint her small pale white breasts were left bare and hanging down except for her now perky and formerly swollen and abused nipples, as they were coated with a bright red substance that really accented them, her nipples quite erotically pointed naturally out to each side. The effect of this on her pale white skin and the dark reddish brown and black paint was dramatic!
This make over did not end here!, as her face, after being lip and nose hooked was still swollen and puffy her nose and ears had also been added to with an almost perfect replica of a doberman, to where, when they were painted along with her face gave her the incredible look of a very young attractive halfbreed specimen of a female doberman dog bitch! The feeling in her loins especially down inside of her virgin womb was becoming more demanding, all the way to the tip of her sensitive clit and her body was starting to produce and ooze precum from her slit! She did not think that anymore feminine female liquid could be secreted, but her natural desire along with whatever Dr DeSade had done to her was starting to produce more abundant wetness and the strange feeling was becoming more and more over powering by the minute!!!…..
The other two women in this room were being sadistic abused. The first was about 25 yrs old and was quite tall and very skinny girl she was not attractive and was more of what one might call plain, even mousey. Her breasts were small and her hips and ass showed some curved roundness and it was obvious that she had never had a boyfriend and had eagerly allowed this master of hers to do whatever he wanted to her, just so she could have some male attention!. After Sissy was finished with she was turned around and got a good look at herself in a big mirror, her looks at first shocked her but also brought more strange feeling? she was then commanded to sit! So that she could watch what was being done to each of these women! The other woman was much older in her late forties and was quite voluptuous she had been suspended horizontal in a face down position about five feet off of the floor, her sadistic master had brought her to Dr DeSade and his equally little sadistic side kick munchkins for some brutal torture and abuse!
This older woman was hanging from a number of eye bolts that had chains attached to leather straps that suspended her at the waist, neck, shoulders, and just above her knees. Her wrists and ankles were also cuffed and suspended in a similar way that left her arms and legs far apart! Her big breasts were hanging straight down. The other skinny young woman had been placed on what was termed in the S&M community as a wooden pony! this pony was an “A” frame shaped device with two pieces of wood that came together at the top with a very sharp point and it was about five feet long and was also suspended by four chains at each of its corners. This whole thing was then suspended from the ceiling, she was placed on it as if she were riding a horse, and was totally naked except for heels, her wrists had been attached to chains that were also suspended from the walls and ceiling her legs hung over each side, and although she was wearing heels she had ankle cuffs that were attached to heavy concrete blocks this helped to pulled her open cunt down tightly over the sharp wooden peak of this wooden pony!!!…!
Her breasts were laying on a thick two inch piece of wood that was attached around her back like a bra strap and was held up by several cords around her neck like a small tray! Her small breasts had strong fishing line tied very tight to the tip of each nipple and had big chunks of heavy lead weights hanging from each just over the edge and below this wooden tray! Her small formerly white unblemished breasts had then been nailed to the board in half a dozen places on both sides of her breasts using carpet tacks, but what was even more sadistic was that her nipples had been stretched out so that they were about a inch or so long and this is where she was experiencing some awful pain and torture as they were now being nailed to the board with several nails in each of the stretched tips!!!!…she let out a short scream as the hammer hit each nail!!!!…
This of course was bad enough, but her long virgin cunt lips were also stretched over each side of the sharp wooden horse, and they to were nailed in at least a dozen places to the horse by using small sharp purple carpet tacks! Although everything else that had been done to her tits, nipples and cunt lips was quite painful it paled in comparison to her clitoris as it had been stretched forward onto a flat area of the horse, just ahead of her “Vee!, it was a long skinny piece of membrane and the clit on the end itself was fairly large Bull had asked Dr DeSade just how this had happened to such a seemingly innocent young woman, and was told, so that all could hear, just how it had happened? Apparently her parents were quite irresponsible and belonged to some sort of religious cult! And at a very young age they for some reason, had started stretching her nipples and genitals as a cult requirement when she was very young and when she finally became a ward of the court the Judge had placed her in a foster home that took in young girls, and that this so called care taker she was given to was also a sexual sadist! Who had done and continued to do all sorts of diabolically things to his young female charges that entailed not only nipple abuse, but also penetration with large objects as well as cunt lip and clitoral stretching, and when he was finally caught and found out! She, at the time had been living with him since she was a young girl and up into her early 20s and because she was now of age had been turned out onto the streets.
After which she had a number of questionable relationships, and had gravitated towards a master that loved to do this sort of thing to women, an that it was one of the few things that were so ingrained into her that she had no trouble at all adapting to this strange and sadistic way of life!
As they all watched, one of Dr DeSades little sadists had stretched her swollen little clitoris out as far as he could and with out any hesitation had driven a sharp nail right nail right through the center of her orb! and into the board it was stretched out over! The scream this young woman emitted was very loud and very piercing and the little man that did it did not seem to be bothered at all by the girl as she continued to scream until a big ball gag was stuffed into her mouth and buckled tightly behind her neck. She was now only able to groan and gurgle as tears and saliva dripped of of her chin and on to her nailed down breasts! Her master walked over to admire the handy work of Dr DeSade and his little gremlins! And spoke to her in a mock and loving way, You love this? Don’t you slut! At first she made no sound and this was followed by him pulling on one of the big lead weights that was tied to the tip of her nipple she screamed again but the gag muffled most of the noise as she nodded her head up and down! With more tears in her eyes!
The other older woman that was in the horizontal sling type harness was a different story. She was a slave to her sadistic master and had been so for sometime, his fetish currently was, that he wanted to see her nipples and clitoris stretched and lengthened to almost three times their original length. She had already been there for several days as different attachments and weights had already been hung from them, but now they were down to a much more diabolically and sadistic form of stretching, her nipples were like what someone would do if placing a worm onto the entire length of a fish hook! The long part of her nipple was pierced in its center by the sharp end of a fish hook, and was then forced up into the center of her breast and the pointy sharp end of this big hook had pierced through as it was pulled and twisted around as it poked back through and out of her big melon shaped breasts just outside the edge of her nipples! It consisted of fish hooks that were used for deep sea fishing! She was moaning as this had been done the night before to not only her big nipples, the exact same thing had also been done to her swollen and meaty clitoris as it was a monster and was twice as big as most women’s clits!
All three of these hooks with the spectators watching, had high test fishing line attached to the hooks and underneath her, placed on several small stands were four bowling balls! That had been tapped and drilled for eye bolts, the fishing line was then attached to each of the balls. The balls weighted about ten pounds apiece and her master was taunting her, this is what you want bitch! Isn’t it.!!!!… She pleaded with him no, no , please I beg you do not let them do this! to me!!!!….
The begging she was doing, had no effect at all on him! As the little gremlins standing on step stools had hooked several more big fish hooks into her buttocks and several inches away from her asshole! They were stretching her butt crack apart so that an even more sadistic torture could be inflected on her sphincter! Six smaller sharp fish hooks were inserted from the inside of her hole around this pink little sphincter ring and with all lines tied together and were strung out to a spreader bar that had been fastened between her ankles, this bar, had a pulley hanging down at its center and this heavier line was fed through and over the pulley, and attached to the forth bowling ball! With everything set and all the cords attached and all the slack removed the command was given to his little sadistic helpers to remove the stands that the balls had been temporarily resting on!!!!.. The screaming and begging for them to stop this terrible torture was the loudest and pleading scream anyone in the room had heard ! Her screams could be heard clear up at the truck stop tavern and bar the screaming finally tapered off to sobs of painful torture as her nipples and genitals were stretching a little at a time, just as Dr DeSade had predicted from the gigantic weight of the balls!….
Sissy was equally impressed as not only this woman’s nipples were sadistically stretched her ass hole and sphincter was now pulled out an inch or so farther from in between her crack! and was stretching a little more as each minute went by! But what was very distinct to Sissy was the woman’s clit as her clitoris was now really stretched and as all four of the bowling balls were hanging free they were slightly swinging from this woman’s agony. They were painfully attached to her private parts and this diabolical stretching was slowly beginning to give this older full figured woman’s nipples and Gentiles the most sadistic stretching and abuse of her life!!!!…OMG Sissy thought could she!, suffer and endure such pain and torture, but she Sissy was starting to have her own problems, and had started to pant, and sweat a little more as the drugs that Dr DeSade had injected into her clit was really starting to make her feel more and more like a dog in heat, as she watched this torturous scene of these two women as one screamed, sobbed and begged and the other made what little sound she could with gag tightly in her mouth.
The now burning desire in Sissy’s womb was making her antsy as she started prancing around, her “V” and mound seemed to want more than just some passing attention! Just when she thought that something had to be done, the door of the motel opened and a attractive young woman was lead in she was about eighteen years old and like Sissy had red hair small breasts and a plump full figured bottom!. She was blindfolded and wearing a very tight skin colored mini skirt and a blouse that had only one button! her husband was with her and had her hands tied behind her back Dr DeSade had told him earlier to bring her here! As she was exactly the kind of girl that Sissy would later become!and what I would later marry! A slutty young whore that could never seem to be able to get enough kinky and abusive sex!!!…
Continued in part 5

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My Australian Angel (Chapter Two)

Once they arrived at Stoney Point Jetty (about 5 km from Hastings), Maverick signed the invoice for the Limo and sent the driver on his way.
Lily insisted that she know what their ultimate destination was. “In due time my darling” he answered.
She trusted him but she was so worried that she would run into someone that she knew.
“You don’t understand”, she pleaded. “I know we’re going on the Ferry because there’s no other reason for us to be at Stoney Point. My husband has family in Inverloch and I am supposed to be in Sydney on business, remember?”
“Well I can promise you this. We aren’t going anywhere close to Inverloch.” After a slight hesitation, he gave in, “We’re going to Rhyll.” Maverick hesitated then decided that it was better that there be no more surprises. “I rented the Maple Penthouse at the Youki’s on Phillip Island for the week”.
“Oh my god, Are you serious? Youki’s?” she asked.
“Nothing but the best for my Angel”
Thinking about where they were, Lily made a very important observation. With a slight tone of humorous sarcasm, she asked “Hey Captain Smarty, the ferry made its last run hours ago… how do you plan to get there from here without going back through Melbourne… without a car because the limo just left?” She loved the fact that she got one up on him. She has always known him to be right, always in charge. She loved that about him. Of the two, she was the one who thought he was perfect. He adamantly denied it but, she has never known him to make a mistake until now and oh was it a big one. A look of worry instantly came over his face. And she relished the moment.
Here they were standing on an empty dock at Stoney Point in Victoria, Australia. They had a destination in mind but no way to get there. As much as she liked the look on his face, she figured she had better “Bail him out”.
With a victorious grin, she said, “I’ll use my cell to call a cab… but you will owe me something MISTER…”
With a half hearted laugh he replied, “Owe you something? Like what the price of the call? “
“Nope, whatever I want during the course of the week.”
“So what you’re saying is that because I messed up, I owe you… but if tables were turned, that would mean you would owe me right?”
“Well seeing as though I’m not the one here who goofed, yeah… sure why not?”
Lily was taken off guard when she saw someone exiting the harbor office. Thinking they were alone, she became very cautious.
As the shadow approached them her concern increased. Lily moved behind Maverick and prepared herself of the unknown.
As the dark shadowed figure approached them she heard him say “Captain Maverick Sir, Is that you?”
With a stern and authoritive voice, he answered, “I though you forgot about us and left for the evening.
“No Sir, the Provincial Police Headquarters cleared us to ferry you across to Phillip Island after hours. My crew and I have been awaiting your arrival. The ship is right over here sir”.
“Well I apologize for the delay I know you and your crew would like to get home to your families… I was held up at LAX. I truly apologize”.
“No problem Sir. Think nothing of it. Right this way.” he said as he pointed to the ferry at the end of the dock.
Lily was stunned. She has lived here all her life and has never known the ferry to run after dark. She looked at Maverick and said, “How’d you…?”
With a grin from ear to ear, he interrupted her, “My lady, your Ferry is waiting”
“But how…?”
“Lily we mustn’t keep the crew waiting. And don’t worry, we have the whole week to decided what you owe me”
She couldn’t believe her eyes. Who was this man?
Once they stepped onto the ferry, that actually looked more like a small cruise ship more than a ferry, any reservations that she may have had disappeared. They walked to the bow (front) of the vessel and enjoyed the view. As Lily stood against the rail, she could feel the breeze blowing through her hair. The cool evening air had a slight chill to it and it sent a slight shiver over her body. As she leaned against the rail, absorbing the moment, she felt two strong hands on her hips from behind and a pair of soft lips kissing the side of her neck.
Enjoying the moment, she rested her head on his shoulder. This opened up her neck to his kisses. Lily touched his hands and moved them onto her stomach just below her naval. Maverick thought to himself, if this isn’t an invitation, nothing was.
The bow of the vessel was dark with the exception of the “running lights”. They could see the lights of French Island to their left and Phillip Island straight ahead. Initially this was supposed to be a fifteen minute Ferry Ride but because it was a night time voyage, the ferry and to reduce speed thus extending the ride.
Maverick’s kisses moved from her neck line to her ear lobe. As he continued to nibble his way from her lobe back to her neck, she was caught up in the moment. Lily began guiding his right hand to her breast and held his left hand in place. Between the sensual moment and the cool breeze, her nipples were becoming harder and increasingly more sensitive.
Lily was still feeling good from their second bottle of Dom Perignon in the Limo and was definitely in the mood for anything. She could feel her panties getting more and more damp as a result of Maverick’s touch. He slipped his hand over hers and used her own hand to massage her breast.
As she massaged her breast, she guided his other hand down to her crotch. The breeze was definitely cooperating because the front of her skirt was swaying up and down in the breeze allowing easy access to her now wet thong.
Once in place, she now guided his hand over her wet crotch. As Maverick slipped a finger into her thong and began massaging her clitoris, Lily’s knees began to buckle. Catching her balance, she inadvertently pressed her ass against Maverick hard cock. Lilly released her breast and reached behind her. Without hesitation, she rubbed his hardened penis before moving his zipper down.
She took her hand away from her crotch and reached over her head and ran his fingers through the hair on his head. The more she rubbed her ass against his crotch the more she wanted him here and now. Their gyrating increased until she couldn’t take it any longer. She released his cock and moved her thong string from between her luscious ass cheeks, then bent slightly forward towards the rail.
Maverick slipped placed his hands on her fabulous hips and inserted his prick into her waiting vagina. Ever so slowly, he began moving in and out of her wet tunnel. The more he did, the more she wanted him to. He only gave her an inch or so but did so in a rapidly increasing pace. The faster he went the deeper she wanted him.
This went on until she could handle it anymore. She begged him fir it, “Dam baby fuck me… fuck me… oh Fuck me baby Oh yes… oh oh Baby fuck me…”
This was his cue; the time to start has arrived. Now that his teasing has done its duty, Maverick pressed forward with everything he had and rammed his dick as deep as it would go. She could hardly handle it. It was both pleasure and pain. The faster he fucked her, the deeper he went.
Every rapidly increasing thrust was to the hilt “oh yeah baby… fuck me… oh …oh… oh my god yes. Deeper … harder… oh yeah…”
In a split second, Lily felt every nerve in her body jump to life and explode. She felt every nerve awaken and dance across her body. The more she shook the harder and faster Maverick fucked her.
When her shivers subsided, she pulled Maverick out of her. She quickly knelt down in front of her lover and took his dick into her mouth. She loved the taste of her juices on him. Taken by surprise, Maverick certainly wasn’t going to tell her no.
She twirled her tongue along his dick as she continually thrusts forward taking him deep into her throat. In rapid fashion she continued to suck his cock deeper and deeper. Fighting the gag reflex, she reached around and squeezed his ass. Maverick placed one hand on the rail and the other on the back of Lily head. She more than allowed him to thrust his dick deep into her throat as he pulled her head into him.
With a force equal to the Manhattan Project, Maverick released his cum deep into her throat. It took everything she had not to choke on the large load she had just received. Without fail she stayed in place and drained his balls of everything they had to offer.
She enjoyed the taste of her juices mixed together his. Once she finished draining him of his load, she licked the shaft and head of his big dick like an ice cream cone relishing every drop of his seed.
Once she cleaned his now softening dick, she zipped his fly and stood up. Now facing each other, Maverick leaned forward and pinned her into the corner of the rail. They locked lips while their tongues danced in each others mouths.
What seemed out of the blue, the ferry blew its docking horn. This snapped both of them from their trance. It would appear as though they had arrived in Cowes, Phillip Island.

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Rhonda Drinks It

The next thing Rhonda knew, she was on a plane to Los Angeles.
The last few days had been a whirlwind for her, since she had to quit
her job, sub-let her apartment, and close her bank accounts. Steve
took her shopping one day, showering her with beautiful clothes and
jewelry, making sure that she had everything she desired. He took her
to a beauty salon, where she had her hair done, her finger and toe
nails manicured and painted; she had a wonderful full body massage
that took every kink out of her body, and as a special treat, Steve
had the four men who worked in the salon masturbate thick creamy loads
of sperm onto her shining face, which he tenderly rubbed into every
square inch of its surface, from her chin to her forehead. Of course,
while he was doing this, Rhonda was wildly plunging her fingers in and
out of her wet pussy, enjoying several small orgasms.
But now she was 35,000 feet in the air, dreamily lying back
and thinking of the excitement she was in store for. For a while, she
lay back and watched the clouds stream past the gleaming silver wings,
each second taking her closer to the magic city of Los Angeles.
Suddenly, Steve spoke quietly to her.
“Rhonda, have you ever had sex on a plane?”
“No, no I haven’t. Are you up for something?” she responded
saucily, her slim fingers tracing a line up his zipper, where she knew
a full and ready cock waited for her.
“Well, I’d like to give the men on this flight something to
remember.” Steve looked back at the small lavatory. “Hold on, let me
check something out.”
He got up and walked to the rear of the plane. “Luck,” he
thought, “the lav is empty.” He motioned for Rhonda to join him. In
seconds, she was by his side. “Go in, sit on the toilet, and wait.
Better put this handkerchief over your blouse, we wouldn’t want to
stain it now, would we?” he said, handing her a fresh white cloth.
His words made Rhonda shiver. She knew he had an oral feast
planned for her. She entered the lav, closing but not locking the
door. She didn’t have long to wait. A quiet knock on the door, and the
first man entered. He was a normal looking businessman, no doubt
headed home from a trip, or on his way to begin one. He smiled and
gazed down at Rhonda, sitting primly on the lavatory, fully dressed
but with a large white kerchief tucked in her blouse at her chin. He
handed her a note.
“This is from Steve.”
She took the note and unfolded it.
“Rhonda, darling, please fellate all the men I send in. Allow
them to ejaculate on your face or in your mouth. Save as much sperm as
you can, keep it in a plastic cup, and bring it back to our seats when
you are finished. Steve,”
“Well, let’s get started, shall we?” she spoke to the man
nervously standing before her. He unzipped his pants and drew out a
rapidly enlarging and hardening penis. Rhonda leaned forward, stuck
her tongue out, and circled the tip of the glans. She kissed up and
down the length of the cock, finally drawing the entire organ into her
hot and wet mouth. She moved her face all the way down the cock, not
stopping until her nose was touching the man’s zipper. Up and down, up
and down, she loved the feel of the hard organ in her mouth. The man
placed his hands tenderly on her head, slowly guiding her to and fro
on his erect member. For several minutes, not a sound was heard save
the slurping and sloshing her mouth made on his penis. Then he
shuddered, and spoke through clenched teeth.
“Wh… where do I cum?”
Rhonda stopped her back and forth movement, and moved her face
from his cock. Still stroking it, she placed the tip right on her
outstretched tongue, as if to say “here, here in my mouth.” The cock
pulsed, and shot a line of white semen straight into it. Rhonda heard
the jizm line strike the back of her tongue and teeth. Again it shot,
ejaculating a stream of wet juice into her mouth. She stroked the
cock, directing the lessening spurts into her mouth until the man was
dry. She collected the semen pooling over her tongue, and closed her
lips, daintily kissing the tip of the penis looming over her face. The
man stepped back, stuffing his shrinking organ back into his pants.
“That was fantastic, thank you very much.” Rhonda could do
little but smile close-mouthed up at him, and wink. He turned and
moved out of the small lavatory. Rhonda stood and checked herself in
the mirror. Her clothes and hair were still spotless.
“Bet I don’t stay this way for long,” she thought, swirling
the small pool of sperm around in her mouth. She traveled her tongue
up over and around her teeth and gums, spreading the white goo all
over the inside of her oral treasure house. Then came another knock on
the door.
The next man in was a young looking college student. His
muscles rippled in his shirt, and before Rhonda could say anything, he
placed his hand on her shoulder, and sat her down before him. He
unbuckled his pants and slid them down to the floor. His penis sprang
up, a strong and healthy eight inches of hard meat. Rhonda cocked an
eye at him.
“Open up.”
She did. He looked at the thin coating of cum over the woman’s
teeth and the white lined tongue. “Perfect,” he said, “stay right like
that.”
Rhonda placed her hands on her thighs, and leaned back. The
man stroked his cock rapidly for several seconds. “Ok, here it comes,
baby!” he grunted, and doing so, pointed his cock right at Rhonda’s
awaiting face. Spurt one traveled up the length of Rhonda’s face, from
her chin to her forehead, neatly bisecting her lips and nose. Spurt
two he directed at her left cheekbone, watching with fascination as it
landed with an audible splat and continued up over her eye socket,
finally coming to rest on her upper eyelash. Spurt three he did the
same, only on the right side of her face. Spurt four he directed at
the small area just below her nose, above her lips. Rhonda felt it
drip down into her mouth. Spurt five disappeared into her mouth,
joining the first man’s fluid there. The next weak spurts were
directed onto Rhonda’s wet cheeks and chin. The man made no move to
direct any more into her mouth. “Now stay just like that for the next
guy, OK?” he demanded of her.
Rhonda kept her face leaned back, so that the lines of sperm
on her face didn’t obey the laws of gravity and drip down onto her
clothes. She dipped one finger up into the pool over her left eye and
cleaned it up, so she could reopen the eye. She sucked her finger tip
into her mouth, sliding the wet white cum off it. The man reached into
his jacket pocket and produced a small camera. “Nobody’s gonna believe
this unless I get a picture.” He pointed the camera at Rhonda’s cum
covered face, snapping several close up shots, focusing on the lines
of sperm draped on her features. The last one he took while draping
his penis over her bottom lip, with her eyes looking straight into the
camera. Then he finished, pulled up his trousers and thanking Rhonda
profusely, left the small lavatory.
The next man entered almost immediately. “Damn,” he swore
softly, amazed at the scene that greeted him. Here was a strikingly
beautiful blond woman, fully clothed in the lavatory of a speeding
airliner, her face covered with the ejaculated semen of a complete
stranger.
“Baby, you look super with that jizz all over your face. Why
you doing this?”
“I love to suck cock. I love to have men cum on my face. I
love to eat cum. What other reason do I need?”
The man didn’t answer, except to drop his pants, extract his
long thin penis, and direct it into her mouth. Rhonda dutifully sucked
his warm meaty tool, slurping it into her mouth over and over, until
the man jerked and shuddered, spitting several streams of cum into her
mouth, to join the growing amount already there.
He left quickly. Rhonda looked around, found a cup, and
drooled the semen into it.
As she did, the fourth man entered. He took one look at the
beautiful woman’s face covered with cum and the small amount collected
in the glass.
“I want to come on your face,” he said calmly. “Jerk me off on
your face.”
Rhonda reached out a strong hand, circling the cock pointing
at her features. She slid her hand up and down the shaft several
times, all the while gazing dreamily up at the visitor. For several
seconds, she jerked the man off, aiming the purplish head right at her
cum covered visage.
Then she felt the vein pulse, and a stream of white shot out,
draping itself over her nose and onto her forehead. The next stream
traveled up over her lips and across her left cheek. She calmly
sprayed the cum over her features, feeling it mix in with the rapidly
cooling lines deposited by the second man.
Finally the man finished. Rhonda moved the glass up and around
her face, drooling the semen into it. The level rose visibly. What
didn’t enter the glass was smoothed into her now shining skin. She
swallowed smoothly.
“Wasn’t that fun?” she said to the man. “Ever had a girl jerk
you off right onto her face before?” She was amused at his bewildered
outlook.
“No, can’t say that I ever did. But you did it like you meant
it, I’ll say that. It was great.” While he spoke, the man collected
his pants and left.
The next visitor was, surprisingly, a young woman of about 20.
She didn’t say a word, except to drop to her knees and push Rhonda’s
skirt up over her waist. She reached up and pulled the waiting woman’s
panties down, over her trim legs and down around her shoes. She then
spread Rhonda’s knees apart, leaned forward, and sank her hot tongue
directly into Rhonda’s now-steaming gash.
“Oh GODDDDD,” Rhonda cried, orgasming immediately at the feel
of the hot muscle on her vulval lips. “DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT!” she
moaned, squirming her pussy over the young girl’s face. She felt the
tongue search out and circle her budding clitoris, then felt her clit
drawn into the young mouth much like the penises of late had invaded
her own. She felt it sucked and pulled with the voracious appetite
that only a woman knows. She came again and again, while the girl
worked on her clit and pussy lips. She clutched at the girl’s head,
twining her cummy hands in her hair, pulling the face at her lap into
and around her genital area.
Again and again Rhonda bucked into the girl’s sucking mouth,
feeling wave after wave of glorious orgasm coursing through her body.
She felt the hot wet tongue slide in and out of her spasming cunt,
swiping up and down the pulsating lips. Her clit was entwined in the
tip of the tongue, then was washed lightly with spit and blown on with
the hot breath of the young girl.
Finally the girl pulled away. She looked up at Rhonda’s face
with adoring eyes.
“Your friend told me what you were doing. I got so excited I
just had to come in and be a part of it. I hope you enjoyed it.”
Rhonda could barely speak. Sweat mingled with the cool sperm
on her face. She brought a slim finger up to collect some of the cum
deposited at her hairline, then down the girl’s face.
“Have some. It’s delicious.” The girl opened her mouth, and
sucked in the wet, white digit with relish.
“Ummm, so it is,” she said, pulling back and swallowing,
leaving Rhonda’s finger absolutely spotless.
She stood, straightened her dress, patted her hair back into
place, and wishing Rhonda well, walked out of the lavatory.
The door didn’t have time to close. The next man in was a tall
black man in jeans and a flannel shirt.
“Hey, honey, the man tells me you want to suck some cock. Is
that right?”
Rhonda nodded “That’s right, babe, I want your juice. You can
cum all over my face, or in my mouth, or both. Just give me your cum.”
She reached out and guided his zipper down, then wormed her hand into
his pants. He undid the top clasp, and spread them down over his
thighs.
Rhonda extracted his rapidly hardening penis. It grew in her
hand to an astounding nine inches.
“Wow, that’s quite a tonsil tickler you have. I sure hope I
can do you justice,” Rhonda whispered in awe.
“I don’t have any doubts you will, pretty lady. Just start
sucking it and we’ll see how you do.”
Rhonda pulled the man closer, and opened her mouth wide. The
man looked down. He saw her white-rimmed lips pull back over her
teeth. He glimpsed the coating of slimy white sperm on her tongue. He
leaned forward, and watched the first three inches of his cock move
like a battering ram into the woman’s mouth.
Rhonda gurgled, adjusted her jaws, and forced her head farther
and farther down the slick shaft of the cock. Gradually, her lips
moved closer and closer to the kinky black hair at its base. Her lips
moved over the cock shaft, pulling the organ inexorably deeper and
deeper into her mouth. She felt the bulbous head slide over her well
lubricated tongue, then stop momentarily at the top of her throat. She
craned her head to look up at the man. This action also had the result
of straightening the path the cock was taking. She paused.
“Go ahead. All the way down. I know you can do it. I want to
feel your tonsils at the tip,” the man said.
Rhonda snorted in a breath of air through her nose, and
pushed. The head rammed the back of her throat, then slipped down past
the base of her tongue into the very top of her esophagus. Still she
could feel three or four inches of cock exposed to air. Gulping down
the saliva built up in her mouth, Rhonda forced her head forward. She
felt the huge organ slide down her throat, until her neck bulged with
the outline of the man’s penis. He put his hand down to her neck,
tracing the outline with his fingers.
“Sheeeeit, you’re really doin’ it!” he gasped, amazed at the
oral hunger of the woman. He watched her lips move down, finally to
come to rest at the base of his cock, nuzzling the dark curly pubic
hairs.
Rhonda had to stop. She felt impaled on his cock, as though
she were trying to swallow a baseball bat. She swallowed several
times, feeling the cock pulse and her blood pound. The she slowly
slurped back up the cock. Inch after inch retreated from her face,
until just the tip was imprisoned behind her loving lips. She reached
up and placed the man’s hands on her head, and allowed him to roughly
fuck her face with the outer half of his dick. A few times, he slowly
fed the entire length down into her raw throat as the woman looked up
at him.
Finally he shuddered and moaned.
“It’s cummin’ baby, it’s cummin… ” he groaned.
Rhonda felt the tip of the cock, some three inches down her
gullet, expand, then pulse with the first ejaculation of sperm. It
rocketed straight down her throat. She quickly pulled back, as the
cock continued to spasm. One spurt let loose as the head backed up out
of her throat, bathing her tonsils with a white layer of semen.
As the tip moved back across her tongue, another jet escaped,
sliming her mouth and back teeth.
Finally she had the tip at her lips. She spit it out, leaned
back, and moaned.
“Oh god cum on my face you black monster cum on my face,” she
groaned deliriously. The man was only too glad to oblige. He aimed his
spurting prick at her nose, and shot a line of white sperm right up
along the bridge between her eyes, the end disappearing into her hair.
He moved left, leaving a line across her cheekbone. He aimed the head
up a bit, decorating her forehead with sperm. He moved down,
splattering her lips with streams of hot wet goo. The explosions of
jizm went on for several seconds, streaming over Rhonda’s lovely
features and decorating her face until there was barely any dry skin
left on it.
As the juice dwindled down, Rhonda opened her mouth, and the
man directed the last few dribbles into it. Shaking his cock, the
drips and drops flew into the dark cavern below it.
Finally he was empty.
Rhonda could do nothing but gasp with excitement. Her face was
literally covered with semen. Lines led up her cheekbone, from jaw to
eye. Her nose was dripping with the stuff. Some had even leaked into
her ears. She leaned over and grabbed the cup sitting next to her on
the lavatory, and moved it over her face, collecting as much of the
sperm as she could. She smiled up at the man.
“Jeeze, what a load! Where did you ever come up with all that
stuff? I thought I was gonna drown !”
“Hey honey, I always cum that much. Must be something genetic,
eh?” he said with a laugh, stuffing his now shrunken, but well
satisfied cock back into his pants. “My girlfriend says I must have
three balls.”
Rhonda giggled as she finished slurping the sperm off her face
and from around her lips. She swallowed a time or two, to clear her
throat and satiate her parched mouth.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen as much cum in one shot as
that,” she spoke, looking up at him in awe. “I loved it!”
“Babe, you are one hot woman, you know that? Most gals would’a
pulled back and moved outta the way of the old firehose there, but you
just hung in there and took it right in the face. You looked like you
was havin’ some sort of religious experience or something.”
Rhonda could do nothing but nod in agreement. To her, the
feeling she got when a man sprayed his sperm on her face was
wonderful. She knew it was odd, no doubt rare, for a woman to enjoy
that, but she did and she felt no qualms about it.
She looked at the cup in her hand. It was nearly three-
quarters full of sperm. She sloshed it around, and placed it on the
small sink next to her. She rubbed the remaining small amount of jizz
on her face into her skin, feeling its smooth and wet coolness on her
fingertips. She checked herself in the mirror.
There were several splotches of cum in her hair now, and her
lips were still rimmed with white. She licked them with her tongue to
clean them off, and sat back down, anxious for the next man to arrive.
The door opened, and two men entered quickly. They crowded
into the small head.
“Would you like to suck us both off at the same time,” one man
spoke “or one at a time? We can do either… ”
Rhonda looked up at them confidently. “I can do you both at
the same time, if you’d like. I think I can handle it.”
So saying, she reached up with both hands and pulled down two
zippers. She undid each man’s belt and loosened his pants, so they
slid down around his ankles. Underwear followed. Grabbing the two
hardening cocks with each hand, Rhonda pulled them towards her face.
She maneuvered them up close to her mouth, and opened it as wide as
she possibly could. Moving the two cock heads together, she fastened
her lips to them, and pushed her head downwards.
Maybe it was the service she had just provided to the enormous
black stud, but Rhonda felt her mouth expand easily to cover and
envelope the two dicks. She slid her tongue into the groove between
them, and slowly traveled down the length of the twin stalks in her
hands. The cocks were nearly the same size and thickness, making the
lips-on-skin journey easier.
She gurgled deep in her mouth as the two cocks forced their
way into her face, shoving closer together as they neared the narrowed
opening at the back of her throat. She moved her hand away from them
as they neared the end of their journey. No matter how wide her lips
or how broad her mouth, there was still one anatomical impossibility –
getting two cocks down into her esophagus at one time. They hit bottom
at the top of her throat.
Rhonda paused there for a moment, reveling in the new feel of
two cocks at once in her mouth. She could feel the men quiver and
vibrate with excitement. Slowly she backed up off the double donging,
finally spitting the matched set out at the very end. She looked up at
the men.
“What I’ll do is give each of you about ten strokes apiece. I
want to keep you both at the same level, so you shoot off at just
about the same time. Think you can do that?”
“No problem,” said one man, “just keep on sucking, we’ll do
the rest.”
Rhonda took a deep breath. Opening her mouth wide, she slid
easily down the left hand cock. Face to pubic hair, lips to base, she
swallowed the dick easily. She felt the head brush past her tonsils
and snake down her throat. Swallowing convulsively, she gave the man
her best shot. Milking his penis with her throat, Rhonda did all she
could to bring the man up to a heightened level of sexual charge.
Again and again, ten times in all, she throated the cock. Popping her
face off the first cock, she repeated the action on the other. The men
stood closely together, enjoying the feel and sight of the lovely
blonde sitting in front of them, performing the ultimate in sexual
service.
After just thirty strokes on each cock, one man grunted. “Oh,
honey, that’s too much. Here I come!!!”
He grasped his cock from Rhonda’s clutching hand. Quickly the
other man did the same. They moved forwards. Rhonda opened her mouth
widely, and stuck out her tongue. The two cockheads rested on it. One
shook – a stream of white sperm shot out, striking the back of her
throat and falling down into her stomach before any thing else could
happen.
Then the other one pulsed its first load. This time Rhonda was
ready. She folded her tongue back, closing the back of her mouth off,
and let the twin heads rest on her lower lip. A streamer of cum struck
the back of her tongue and pooled in the bottom of her mouth.
Suddenly, her mouth was full to overflowing with the jettings of the
men. She leaned back, and felt wet streams of cum strike her face.
One ribbon shot up along her cheekbone, coming to rest in a
small blob just under her eye. Another traveled up the bridge of her
nose. A third struck her square in the forehead before splitting into
many tiny drops in the front of her hair. Again and again she felt her
face doused with the sexual fluids of the two men.
Soon her eyes were daubed with the stuff, and her cheeks and
lips were covered with small trails of cum. The men painted her face
like a canvas. She felt the cum loop onto her lips and chin, slide off
her nose, and splatter into her hair over and over. She felt the wet
blobs rain gently down onto her nose and chin. For several seconds,
the air above her face was cloudy with the ejaculate of the two
handsome men before her.
Finally, they finished. Rhonda lay back and panted, exhausted
at the ordeal and flushed with the cum of the men that had splattered
her face.
“Ohhh god that was tremendous… I feel so fucking slimy, I
love it!” she breathed.
“Lady, you are one fine fox, you know that?” one man spoke. “I
have never seen a woman take so much cum without flinching in my life,
and I’ve seen a lot of it, believe me.”
Rhonda reached over to the cup of cum resting on the sink, and
ran it over and around her face, collecting up the tremendous amount
of semen that decorated her. The cup filled up almost to the rim. She
never even noticed the men leave, she was so absorbed in her task.
Swallowing roughly, she felt several collected spurts slowly coat her
throat and mouth, traveling down to join the remaining juice in her
stomach.
The cup could hold no more. It contained close to six ounces
of semen, the mixed spendings of half a dozen virile men. Rhonda stood
and looked at herself in the mirror. Her face seemed wet with sweat,
yet she knew what it really was. Taking a small towel, she dried it as
best she could, taking care to smooth out the cum drops in her hair.
She quickly applied some fresh makeup and lipstick, straightened her
hair, and left the lavatory.
Walking up the aisle back to her first class seat, she knew
she was being stared at by nearly everyone in the back of the plane,
women with envy or hatred, men with lust and awareness.
She sat back down next to Steve.
“Look at this,” she said to him, showing him the clear plastic
cup of sperm in her hand. “I filled the glass.”
“Very good. Did you have a good time with the little lady I
sent back?” Steve inquired.
“Oh, yes indeed. I came about 50 times I bet! Now what?”
Steve just looked at her. She felt his gaze for a few seconds,
then she knew, really KNEW, what to do. Motioning for the stewardess,
she raised the glass up.
“Miss, could I have some ice in this please? And be careful,
don’t spill it, please.”
The stewardess took the glass almost without looking at it,
and walked to the small galley behind them.
When she returned, she had a quizzical look on her face. “Is
this what I think it is?” she whispered to Rhonda.
“You bet honey, A-number 1 prime jizz from half the guys on
this plane,” Rhonda whispered back conspiratorially. “And I love it
over ice.”
So saying, she tipped the glass back and took a healthy swig
of the cooling juice. The stewardess’ eyes widened, and she
involuntarily swallowed herself.
The stew reddened, and abruptly turned away, walking rapidly
to the back of the plane.
“I bet she’s going back to the john and finger with herself
silly,” Steve whispered.
“I love it!” said Rhonda. And she spent the rest of the flight
slowly sipping the sperm cocktail from the glass.

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Our New CamCorder

The CamCorder
Two years ago, when my wife purchased a camcorder for
my birthday, little did I know the turn of events that
would occur in our lives from such an insignificant
purchase. Initially, we took videos of our family and
vacation trips just like most people do and we both felt
that the quality and interest of our filming efforts was
pretty good by most comparisons. We both had suffered
through countless hours of ridiculous and meaningless
showings of videos by some of friends and even our own
family and we worked hard to try to make our videos look at
least better than their efforts. One evening, we had been
watching a late night cable movie on TV and had downed
several glasses of Chardonnay. The movie had been filmed
in the South of France and scenes taken along the beach
showed nude sun bathers lying and walking along the
beaches. Most of the women were very well proportioned and
their breasts moved from side to side as they walked along
the beach. The camera would zoom in for close ups of their
breasts and then pan away to show scenes of full frontal
nudity. Nancy looked intently at the scene and said, “I
don’t know if I could do that or not, it certainly looks so
free and refreshing to be able to walk around like that,
but…I would be too self conscious, I think.”
“You would be the talk of the beach. You’re breasts
would put those women to shame, Honey,” I said, meaning
every word of what I had said. My wife, without a doubt,
has the most magnificently shaped breasts that I have ever
seen. They are large without being obtrusive, firm,
needing no support with perfectly sized nipples surrounded
by light brown aureoles. I love to watch them jiggle when
she walks around the bedroom naked. “We ought to go on a
vacation sometime where there is a nude beach, it would be
a real experience. I’d be hard the whole time, I’ll bet,
just from watching the men looking at you,” I said smiling.
“Yea, sure, you’d be looking and drooling at all of the
bare titties bouncing around, I know you too well darling,”
she said. She was probably right, I did like to look at
the women even though I had better right at home. After
the movie was over Nancy went into the kitchen to get
things straighten around and I went upstairs to get ready
for bed. I had purchased a carrying bag for the camcorder
as well as a tripod. We had noticed that it was hard to
hold the camera still during some takes and that if we had
a tripod, the quality would surely improve. I had hooked
the camera directly into the TV and placed a cassette in
the VCR and had just placed the camera on the tripod when
Nancy walked in the bedroom. “What in the world are you
doing?” she asked.
“I’m trying out the new tripod; I want to learn how to
use the zoom feature on the camera better before I tape
Fred and Bonnie’s wedding next month. I want that video to
be a good piece of work,” I said, “Something they will want
to keep for years to come.” I moved the camera around the
room and I could see the same image on the TV. I caught
Nancy bending over in the closet and captured a nice shot
of her backside and could see the outline of her bikini
panties through her tight slacks. Nancy had a nice ass
too. Having the two kids hadn’t hurt her at all. When she
raised up, she noticed that I had focused on her bottom and
told me to quit. I then move the camera to her face and
zoomed in for a close up. She smiled, then stuck out her
pink tongue at me. The clarity of the picture and the
close up was astonishing. I could see the little beauty
mark at the side of her mouth and even see her long eye
lashes and some facial hair, as fine as it was. “Stop,
that Harry, It really lets you get up close doesn’t it?”
she said. I played around trying different techniques and
as she took off her clothes, I would zoom in for another
quick shot. As she was leaning over removing her hose, I
again zoomed in show her ample cleavage and she caught me
yelling, “Stop that!” She went into the bathroom to finish
getting undressed and to get herself ready for bed.
I set the video camera where it was pointing toward
the bed and quickly started the VCR to record. I lay down
and could clearly see myself. The camera had an automatic
focusing lens which would adjust to any light. So, when
the lights were low, the lens would adjust so that a clear
picture was always maintained. Thinking about taking a
video of myself or “us” had gotten me excited and my cock
had poked it’s little head out from the fly of my pajamas.
I reach for it and moved my hand up and down on it and at
the same time, I looked over at the TV to see my cock being
stroked. Now this was fun. Hell, I was an exhibitionist!
“What in the world are you doing?” Nancy said as she came
out of the bathroom. “Oh, my God, Harry” she looked at me
and then the TV. “That’s wild!” She moved close to the TV
and watch as I continued to play with my rock hard member.
She moved to the side of the bed and reach out to stroke
me, while looking back at the TV to see her hand come into
the picture. She was enthralled with what was happening
and seemed more excited by the moment. Nancy was wearing a
thin nightgown and I could see the darkness of her nipples
through the light green material and even the small patch
of dark hair at her crotch. We moved together on the bed
and it was like watching yourself in a porno movie. I
pulled her gown up revealing the outline of her pussy for
the TV.
My fingers moved to her soft mound and the middle
finger slipped easily in between the lips of her moist
slit. She voluntarily spread her legs as I slipped yet
another finger into her wet love sheath. I got up from the
bed and told her to get completely naked. She sat up and
removed her night gown displaying those magnificent breasts
and cupping them for the camera and the TV screen. I
pointed the camera toward her face and zoomed in for a
close up. I was surprise at the look on her face. It was
one of pure lust. I quickly moved the camera to focus on
her luscious titties and then down to her exquisite bush.
Again, I zoomed in for a closer look at that fantastic
pussy just as her own fingers parted the outer lips
disclosing the bright pink interior skin of her sex. Nancy
was writhing around on the bed and watching her own hands
manipulate her clitoris. She was putting on a damn good
show and I wanted to be a part of it. I moved to the bed
and resting on my knees, I placed my head at her spread
thighs and started licking her hot, moist pussy. Nancy
could watch my tongue sliding in and out of her parted
pussy lips and she was moaning all the while she was
watching herself being eaten on TV! “Oh Harry, this is so
good, Oh! Oh!, I can see your tongue working on my clit.
I’m about to cum Honey…faster!..there! Oh! yes, that’s it
right there.”
Nancy came in a tremendous climax and her legs
tightened around my neck as she thrust toward my hungry
mouth. I kept licking and tonguing her slick pouty lips
until she eventually calmed down. “Now, it’s my turn,” she
said and turned so that we both could see the TV screen.
She moved her head closer to my now throbbing cock and
slipped the purple head between her open lips and into her
warm mouth. She was looking directly into the camera and
smiled as she sucked my prick. I was so excited form the
previous action that it was no time at all that I felt the
flood of semen rising up the shaft of my cock. I felt
myself tense and started to spew my thick, sticky cream
into her mouth. I watched as her cheeks filled and she
lifted her head so that just the tip of my cock was still
in her mouth. The white frothy cream spilled out from the
corners of her mouth and cascaded down the sides of my rock
hard member, over her fingers and into my curly pubic
hairs. She again looked directly into the camera and
pulled her head from my cock, leaving a thin string of
sticky semen attached from her lips to the tip of my cock.
I reached down and brought her face to me and kissed her
wet lips. I could taste the musky fluid as we darted out
tongues in and out of each others mouth. “That was
fantastic!” she whispered, “Did you like watching yourself
on TV like that?”
“Not only did I enjoy seeing us like that on the TV,
but I also have it on tape so that we can see it again, if
we like.” “You recorded it, our making love like that,”
she said, “Hell, yes I want to see it again, I didn’t know
that you were recording too. Let’s play it back again and
see what it looks like!” I got up and stopped the camera
and the VCR and pushed the rewind button. In a few
minutes we were both lying in bed, side by side watching a
replay of our first video performance. “I can’t believe
we’re doing this,” Nancy said, “Oh! Look, here I am taking
your cock and jacking you off!” We both got excited, just
watching it again and soon we were fucking “doggy-style”
just so we could both watch and fuck at the same time. We
found ourselves doing a critique the video with ways that
we could make it better and more exciting to the person
viewing it. As the video came to the end, showing my cum
dripping from Nancy’s mouth and her smiling at the camera,
we lay exhausted but content. We talked about what we
could do and decided we should use more zoom shots showing
greater detail and better angles for better viewing. The
artistic quality also needed work and then we discovered
that it was probably impossible to do those things unless
one of was operating the camera. One could not be involved
in a particular scene and work the camera at the same time.
We were excited about the possibilities of being movie
makersactors at the same time and were disturbed at what
we could do to improve the actual taking of video tape for
better quality. I nervously suggested that we should find
a close friend to operate the camera or I could man the
camera if she wanted to have an affair with another man or
even for that matter, an other woman! “You can’t be
serious!” she said, and I let the matter drop for the time
being. Several days later, I was reading comments on the
computer (we joined an adult BBS Bulletin Board) and this
couple was asking if anyone on the board had any “private
videos” they would like to swap and signed their code name
for any responses that might be forthcoming. I mentioned
this to Nancy and after some thought, said that it would be
fun to see what other people have done and it could be
exciting to at least send them a message and find out more
about what they had in mind or had to offer. I sent a
“private” message to them saying that we had just made our
first such tape, but that we were not sure how it would
measure up to a tape from an experienced couple. I told
the couple that we would like to know more about what they
were suggesting and “if” they thought our tape was the kind
of thing they were interested in. By the next evening, I
had a “private response” from Greg and Alma!
The BBS Message said: “Hi!, we’re Greg and Alma,
thanks for your nice message. It sounds like you two just
started to experiment with your video camera and that is
just how we got started too, some months ago. It was so
exciting to see ourselves on tape and when we had the
opportunity to see what others might be doing, we thought
it would be stimulating to share tapes. That is how we got
started and think you two might be a nice couple to
exchange video tapes with. Our tape is probably longer
than your initial tape, but we would nevertheless be just
as interested, if you want to give it a try. Just so there
is no misunderstanding, we are in our middle 40’s, he’s 6′
and weighs 190 and pretty well endowed. She is a red head
(for real..:) you’ll see) and has really taken care of her
self. We both like oral sex but no B&D or pain. That’s
important to many people..but if that is what you are
looking for…go for it! We have a special oriental friend
who helps us take the close ups and even joins in on
occasion, so the pictures are really fantastic, we think!
We hope to hear from you soon and let us know if you have
any other questions…Anxiously!…Greg and Alma.”
Well, there it was, an offer to exchange personal
videos with a couple on the adult BBS. We still didn’t
know who they were or where they lived, but that could come
from the next message if we followed up on the offer.
We replied the next day! “Dear Greg and Alma, You
both sound so interesting, as does your oriental friend.
You have obviously found the solution to the close ups and
different angles of taking pictures of people having sex.
We don’t have that luxury (yet) and feel that out tape may
be too amateurish for your tastes, (no pun intended). We
both think it would be exciting to see what you have done
and maybe we could learn from your technique. Please let
us know where we need to send our video tape and you can
send your tape to: Harry and Nancy Bowers,
1313 West Dover Drive
Maysville, KY 49090
Looking forward to the exchange and hope you like what we
have to offer. We’re sure we will like your tape from what
you have told us. Regards, Harry and Nancy!
We received an immediate reply from Greg and Alma
and learned that lived in Indianapolis, Indiana, and they
too, sent their address along with a short message.
“Looking forward to a lasting relationship and being very
special friends, hope you like the video” Greg and Alma! I
had a friend of mine make a copy of our tape and mailed it
the next day to Greg and Alma. On Saturday of that week,
the tape from Greg and Alma arrived and I was actually
shaking with excitement trying to open the package. I
called out to Nancy, “The tape arrived! Interested?”
We went into the living room and I slipped the tape
into the VCR and settled down on the sofa next to Nancy,
who was now smiling broadly with nervous excitement. The
tape flickered several times and then we were looking at a
couple presumed to be Greg and Alma. They were looking
into the camera and preceded to introduce themselves and
telling the viewers that they hoped that they liked their
video. The picture then showed Greg sitting in a stuffed
chair watching a ball game on TV when Alma entered the
room. She was telling him that all he ever did was watch
TV and she wanted some attention. She stood between Greg
and the TV and started to unbutton her blouse. Off came
the blouse revealing her bra and plenty of cleavage. She
then unzipped her skirt and that too, dropped to the floor
leaving her only in her panties and bra. “Maybe I can
interest you in something else than that damn ballgame!”
she said running her hands along her thighs and up to cup
her full breasts. She reached around and unfastened the
light blue lacy bra allowing her breasts to spring free.
Pulling her right breast up to her mouth, she licked the
extended nipple and suck the hard little button into her
mouth. All the while she kept looking at Greg who by now
had let his hand drop to his own crotch to adjust the
increased pressure his cock was putting on his trousers.
She placed her fingers on either side of her panties
and pulled them down toward her ankles revealing the bright
red pubic hair that Greg had mentioned in his message on
the Bulletin Board. Alma moved toward Greg and climbed on
the chair straddled his chest and placed her muff directly
on his mouth. The next camera angle was taken from the
floor level looking up at his tongue snaking its way in and
out of her gaping pussy. His hands were gripping her ass
cheeks pulling her closer on to his mouth. The lips of her
pussy were extended and had opened like a taco allowing his
probing tongue full access to the bright pink flesh of her
cunt. “OH My! Harry, look at that, isn’t that wild? Their
oriental friend must be taking those shots to get that
detail, look, they’re zooming in to show a close up.” The
picture was a full TV screen picture of Greg’s tongue
sliding up and down the full length of Alma’s glistening,
pink pussy. Greg had unfastened his pants and released his
rock hard cock as Alma slipped down from his probing tongue
and lowered her gaping slit onto his 8″ cock. She took it
all, clear to his balls until their pubic hair became
tangled together. “Look how big he is Harry and how pretty
her pussy is, this is exciting!” Nancy sighed. “They really
do get it on, don’t they?” she said as we watched her pussy
grip his cock with each thrust of his love meat.
I was furiously masturbating while Nancy was working
her fingers in and out of her squashy cunt. We both were
very turned on by what we were seeing on the video tape
from Greg and Alma. The fucking was fast and furious when
Alma jumped down and started suck Greg’s large cock. It
was so large that she was only able to get the crown
between her lips and her hand was jacking his cock as fast
as she could. We could see him thrust his hips as she
worked on him while droplets of white semen oozed form the
corners of her mouth. Alma opened her mouth and a large
glob of cum coated his entire shaft and ran over her
fingers onto his stomach. Just then, a figure appeared
from the left with long black shiny hair. It was their
oriental friend, and she and Alma took turns licking the
cream from Greg’s shaft and took turns taking his cock into
their sucking mouths. The kissed each other passing the
sticky white cream back and forth. She was a beautiful
young girl and I was hoping that I would be able to see
more of her before the tape out. She had obviously gotten
so excited that she moved away from the camera so as to get
into the action and enjoy herself. After a short while
both girls were kissing Greg and then the girl returned to
the camera as the picture faded away to a blank screen.
Nancy and I continued frigging ourselves as we watched
the screen. The picture returned with Alma and the
oriental girl going “69” and that really excited Nancy.
She moaned loudly as Greg positioned the camera just right
to get the full effect of Alma’s tongue squirming around in
that tight oriental pussy. Then he would move the camera
to the other side to show the girl licking Alma’s sweet
pussy and show zoom shots of the finer points of eating
pussy by a true expert. Seeing two women making love has
always been a favorite of mine and with seeing those two
beauties tongue each other was all it took, I grunted and
said, “Honey, I’m cumming!” Nancy immediately grabbed my
cock and took it fully into her mouth and swallowed my
entire load of warm sticky juice. Letting my limp member
slip from her mouth she raised up and kissed me saying,
“You can repay me tonight, when we watch this tape again.”
The video showed Greg and Alma sitting on the sofa when the
oriental girl joined them and they all said that they
enjoyed making the video and hope that we enjoyed watching
it. Well, we surly did enjoy it and Nancy and I spent the
rest of the afternoon fucking and sucking each other and
planning what our next video was going to be. We certainly
learned a lot from Greg and Alma, for sure!
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