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Kate called Tim, “Could you come over, Tim? Deb and I have a new game we want to try out.”
Kate had told Tim about some of the games she and Deb played, but they were always confined to the two of them. He never expected to be invited to participate! His mind was racing as he drove over to their house.
Tim rang the door bell and waited. In a few moments Kate opened the door and told him to come in. She was dressed in a plaid skirt, white blouse, white ankle socks and loafers. Kate was pretty small, about 5’2” and slender and in this outfit she looked just like a school girl. Tim was beginning to understand why she told him to wear dark pants a white shirt and dark tie. Next to Kate in her outfit, Tim looked like a school boy!
“Come on in, Tim,” Kate greeted him warmly.
Tim looked around to see where Deb was, but he couldn’t spot her anywhere. Kate led Tim into the den and sat down on the couch. She patted the cushion next to her and gave him a very flirtatious smile. Tim still wasn’t sure what was going on, but he went and sat on the couch with Kate.
“In case you haven’t figured it out, Tim, I’m a school girl and you’re a school boy,” Kate whispered as she played with his tie.
“I got that part the moment I saw you,” Tim replied.
“Well, we’re in the teacher’s lounge,” Kate purred, “just the two of us…do you want to kiss me?”
Tim was beginning to like this game! Kiss her! He’d wanted to do more than kiss Kate for a long time, but their friendship had always been platonic. Besides, Kate was always more interested in girls than guys. He inched closer to her on the couch and gently kissed her on the lips. Her mouth was warm and receptive and his arm slipped around her waist to hold her tighter to him. Kate put a hand on Tim’s leg and Tim moaned in spite of himself and started kissing her with greater hunger.
In the spirit of being school age, Tim gently worked Kate’s blouse out of her waist band and slid his hand inside her shirt. He was pleasantly surprised that Kate wasn’t wearing a bra and he playfully massaged one of her small breasts. He could feel her nipple stiffen as he gently rolled it between his thumb and forefinger and she moaned when he squeezed it.
Kate moved her hand further up Tim’s thigh and he shifted on the couch, trying to get her to touch his now raging hard on. At the same time he slipped is hand out of Kate’s blouse and started sliding it slowly up her thigh. They were still kissing passionately and had gotten themselves into a prone position. Kate’s small hand closed over Tim’s cock at about the same time he stroked her panties.
At just that moment, Deb walked in “What’s going on in here?” she asked in an angry voice. Tim and Kate split quickly apart, straightening their clothes, both looking like children caught doing something they shouldn’t. Deb was wearing a dark gray tailored business suit with black knee high boots. Her arms were crossed and she looked very severe, “Well?” she asked again, since neither Tim nor Kate had answered.
“Um, nothing,” they said in unison.
“Nothing?” Deb asked, rhetorically, “It didn’t look like nothing. Besides that, you both know you are not allowed in the teacher’s lounge, don’t you?”
“Yes Ma’am” they both mumbled as they looked at the floor.
“Come to my office. Now!” Deb commanded as she spun on her booted heel and stalked out of the room.
Kate got up off the couch and Tim followed her lead and they both followed Deb into the other room. Deb picked up the phone, “I am calling your parents and you are both suspended!”
“No, please, Miss Chandler, please don’t call my parents,” Kate immediately begged.
“Don’t suspend us, Miss Chandler,” Tim chimed in, “anything but that!”
Deb put the phone back down and looked hard at the two of them. “Why shouldn’t I suspend you? You were in the teachers lounge and what’s worse, you were making out! Such behavior is strictly against the rules and you both know it!”
Tim and Kate both hung their heads and mumbled, “Yes Miss Chandler.”
“Well, you both deserve to be punished and if we can put your young lustfulness to better use, I suppose I won’t have to suspend you.”
“Yes, Miss Chandler, anything!” Tim and Kate said at the same time.
Deb walked over to the table and picked up a paddle. “We will start with this. Kate, come over here and bend over this chair.”
Kate did as she was told and bent over the back of the chair, putting both hands on the seat. Her skirt rode high up the backs of her thighs and Tim couldn’t help but sneaking a peak. “Tim, come over here and lift Kate’s skirt onto her back,” Deb ordered. Tim did as he was told, carefully pulling Kate’s skirt the rest of the way up and folding it onto her back. “Now pull her panties down,” Deb commanded. Again Tim complied, grasping the waistband of the girlish cotton panties she was wearing and peeling them off of her pretty bottom and pulling them down to her knees.
“Step back, Tim, and don’t gawk,” Deb said as she pushed him out of the way and into a perfect position to see. “Kate you are going to be paddled ten times. You are to count each one and keep your hands flat on the chair at all times. If you take your hands off the chair, we will start over. Is that clear?”
Kate nodded her head and mumbled, “Yes Miss Chandler.”
WHAP! Miss Chandler smacked Kate squarely across the bottom, “One!” Kate half gasped. Tim was surprised with the speed and the force that Deb had started the paddling. WHAP! “Two!” Kate counted through gritted teeth. Tim watched as Kate’s pale moon turned pink from just the two spanks with the paddle. WHAP! “Three!” Kate hissed. And so it went. When Deb got to nine, Tim could hear a break in Kate’s voice and he knew that tears must be starting to form in her eyes. WHAP! “Ten!” Kate exclaimed, with relief and pain in her voice.
Tim was thoroughly caught up in the game, but he was really turned on from watching Kate get paddled. “Your turn, Tim,” Deb said simply as Kate stood up from the chair. “Kate, pull his pants down.”
Kate walked over and unbuckled, unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. As turned on as he was from watching her get spanked, having Kate’s fingers tugging at his fly only added to the fire. When she yanked his pants and underwear to his knees, his arousal was on display for both women to see. “That Tim is what got you into trouble in the first place!” Deb chided. “Now over the chair. Same rules Tim. Keep your hands in place and count.”
Tim’s hands were flat against the seat of the chair as he nodded his head, “Yes Miss Chandler.” WHAP! The words were barely out of his mouth when the paddled crashed into his bottom. “One!” He yelped, not quite prepared for the hot sting in his ass. WHAP! The second one came fast and caught him completely off guard, and his hands moved reflexively.
“We will start again, now keep your hands still!” Miss Chandler scolded. WHAP!
“One!” Tim counted, so aware of the fire that was now his butt. WHAP! “Two!” WHAP! “Three!” “This really hurts!” Tim thought as he steeled himself for the rest of the spanking. Each spank seemed harder than the one before, and by the time Deb got to six, she was hitting skin that had already been paddled twice. The sting was intense as the paddled landed, but the space between became exquisite somehow. Tim was taken quite by surprised. WHAP! “Nine!” he counted as the tears welled in his eyes. WHAP! “Ten!” Tim stayed over the chair breathing hard. Tears dropped from his eyes as the fierce sting slowly ebbed from his throbbing cheeks leaving a deep, tingling warmth.
“You may stand Tim,” Deb said. “That was phase one my little darlings. Phase two is finding a better use for your lustful energy.” Deb paused. “Strip!” she barked.
Both Tim and Kate quickly shed their clothes and stood before Deb. She sat in the chair they had recently bent over and looked at them. “My boots need cleaning,” Deb said in a confident tone. Kate immediately dropped to her knees and started licking one of Deb’s boots. “Both of them” she said warningly, looking at Tim. He was quickly kneeling beside Kate, licking Deb’s other boot.
Deb leaned back in her chair and watched the two of them lick her boots from the toes to the heels and then slowly up her legs. She parted her legs to give them each room and her skirt rode up her shapely thighs. It was exhilarating to have them both naked and groveling at her feet, and the enthusiasm with which they were worshipping her only added to the fire. Deb knew that Kate adored these particular boots and she relished the sight of her on her knees. She was getting very hot and wet watching her two boot lickers.
Deb stood up in front of them and planted her feet shoulder width apart. “Higher,” she commanded and Kate and Tim started working their way up her legs. Tim teased the back of her knee while Kate ran slow licks up the inside of Deb’s thigh. Kate’s head was pushing Deb’s skirt up and Tim joined her, running his tongue up the inside of Deb’s other thigh. Together they pushed her skirt all the way up and they met at Deb’s pussy. Kate teased the labial lips and they could hear Deb’s breathing change.
Deb reached down and pushed Tim away and pulled Kate’s head against her hot wet pussy. “Lick my ass, Tim,” she hissed.
Tim moved behind Deb and ran his tongue slowly up and down her crack. Kate kept busy licking Deb’s pussy. When Tim plunged his tongue between Deb’s cheeks his chin touched Kate’s. They both went after their designated target with vigor. Kate kissing and sucking and licking Deb while Tim tongue fucked her ass. Occasionally their tongues would touch in the most incredibly intimate way. Orgasm after orgasm rolled through Deb as her little captives performed their oral worship.
“Stop! Stop!” Deb finally panted, needing to catch her breath, and Tim and Kate sat back on their heels and looked up at her. Deb’s face was very flushed as she sat back in her chair. “Now Tim,” she started quietly, “I want some answers.”
“Yes ma’am,” Tim replied, still kneeling on the floor.
“What were you doing when I came in?” Deb asked.
“We were kissing,” Tim responded softly.
“You were doing more than kissing, weren’t you Tim?”
“Yes,” Tim replied his face reddening.
“You wanted to get into Kate’s panties, didn’t you?” Deb taunted.
“Yes,” Tim replied, his face blushing nearly as crimson as his butt was earlier.
“Did you want to fuck her, Tim?” Deb taunted further.
“Yes,” Tim whispered.
“I thought so!” Deb responded triumphantly. “Do you know what it feels like to get fucked, Tim?”
Tim just looked at Deb blankly and Deb said “Kate go get the small one.”
Kate got off her knees and walked into the other room. “Well you’re going to find out!” Deb grinned at him. Kate returned holding a leather harness with a realistic looking dildo attached to it. Deb stood up and Kate immediately started removing her skirt and then helping her into the harness. When they were finished Deb stood directly in front of Tim with her rubber cock bobbing in his face. “Did you wish Kate would give you a blow job too? Maybe you should give me a blow job Tim” and she shoved her dildo against his mouth. “Lick it!” she commanded.
Tim opened his mouth and licked her rubber hard on. “Suck it!” Deb ordered and Tim took the dildo into his mouth. He used his tongue to get the surface wet and he gradually took more and more of it into his mouth. Deb was moving her hips back and forth, fucking his face and he tried not to gag when she shoved the head into his throat. “It’s not easy is it Tim?”
Obviously he couldn’t answer.
“Kate come over here and lay on the floor,” Deb ordered.
Kate came over and lay in front of Tim. Deb pulled the dildo out of Tim’s mouth. “You wanted her pussy, Tim, there it is…eat it!”
Tim didn’t need to be told twice. He bent over and kissed the shaved lips of Kate’s pussy very tenderly, lightly sucking her fleshy folds. His tongue played with her slit, teasing and tasting, then plunging in to caress her clit. Kate moaned and lifted her hips, pressing against his mouth.
Deb moved behind Tim and rubbed some lube around his virgin asshole, before pushing her finger into him. Tim moaned into Kate’s cunt as he felt Deb’s finger slide into his ass, and he licked and sucked Kate with greater desire. He was delighted with the sweet taste of her arousal on his tongue and strangely pleased by the feeling of Deb fingering him.
Deb withdrew her finger and replaced it with the slippery head of the dildo. She pushed firmly against Tim’s tight ring. Tim felt the insistent pressure and paused in his attentions to Kate, trying to relax. Kate moaned her frustration. SLAP! Deb’s palm connected with his right cheek. “Nobody told you to stop,” she admonished as she pushed harder, breaching his sphincter.
Tim cried out into Kate’s wet pussy as he felt the head of Deb’s dildo penetrate his ass. It felt so huge and she called this the small one! He continued to lick and suck on Kate’s swollen clit as Deb inched her cock deeper into his virgin butt. He couldn’t believe the feeling. In one moment he felt like he was being split in two and in the next the he felt this intensely pleasant fullness as the dildo slid across his prostate.
Kate’s eyes were open, watching Tim give her a glorious tongue job and watching Deb take Tim’s virginity. The spectacle was amazing and she could feel the wellspring of orgasm start to build. When Tim bit lightly on her clit and flicked it furiously with his tongue she started going over the edge.
By this time Deb was fucking Tim for all she was worth. The strap-on rubbed her clit each time her hips slapped into his cheeks, which combined with the feeling of power, rocketed her toward another climax. She reached around and stroked Tim’s cock as she continued to fuck his ass, and it wasn’t long before the three of them were all coming at the same time.
They collapsed on the floor together, sweating and panting and small laughs coming from all of them.
“Oh my god! You can invite me to play anytime!” Tim declared breathlessly and they all laughed.

It only took Mary a few seconds to get comfortable on the board, but the guy who she had just been sucking waited patiently at the end of the board. I guess he was smart enough to realize that two people standing and walking on the board might make for a difficult balancing act. Mary lay down on the end of the board and positioned herself just as the other women had. When she was there and the first man up climbed up onto the board I watched her smile at him, and then lay her head back, closing her eyes and waiting for the cock she’d just been sucking to slide into her pussy.
Even from where I was I could see that she was wet and I was once again amazed at how horny and sexual this woman could be. She’d already been fucked, what… four times that afternoon and evening? And here she was waiting eagerly for more. How many more was what I was curious to find out. Although all of the planning and work had been toward the goal of getting her gangbanged for her next birthday, she’d already had one new lover today and would soon be taking at least one more. In fact, as all those thoughts rushed through my mind, her next cock sank into her with a single stroke. I could hear her moan clearly as the man pushed his full length into her, ground it in deep and then began working her body against the board.
The slapping sounds that came from their pelvises being hammered together were clear and rhythmic and punctuated by Mary’s cries of delight. I felt a small soft hand take mine as I stood there watching, and I turned to see Juli standing next to me, also watching Mary get another good fucking. I hadn’t previously paid attention to what the men and women did who had already been on the board. As I looked around I realized that most of the men were back in line getting sucked back to erection. There were only three women on their knees now, with Joan still at the end of the line. I couldn’t remember if she’d repositioned herself or not. It didn’t seem to matter.
As the man on top of Mary cried out, burying his hips and jetting his hot semen into my lover’s cunt, I felt Juli squeeze my hand and heard her breathing hard beside me. As the man finished and splashed into the water I watched to see if Mary was going to roll off or stay put. She stayed put and the next man was climbing up. Number three for her in less than six hours. I felt Juli pulling on my hand and followed her over to some deck chairs that were reclined back. She sat in one, and I in another… and together we sat watching Mary get another good fucking.
After a minute or two Juli started talking to me, but none of the conversation was light introductory banter. After all, I’d just fucked her; we were still sitting there naked; we were watching my partner get fucked again; life was pretty obvious for us.
“So,” she started softly, “this is your first weekend. Having fun so far?”
“Oh, yeah,” I said with a smile. “Amy and Mark are good people and they’ve helped us out a lot already…” I heard Juli snicker and I stopped to look at her. “What?”
“I bet Mark’s helped her a lot,” Juli said with a grin. “She’s hot and isn’t holding back about how much she enjoys sex. That’s always good and Mark’s a horny toad anyway.”
“I see you know him…” I said with a smile. “Biblically even,” I finished with a laugh.
“Repeatedly,” she smiled back. “And you?” she asked with that same grin. “Are you having as much fun as she is?”
“Absolutely,” I answered. “Amy’s been a lot of fun, and, well… the board was quite interesting as well.” I cocked my head for a second in curiosity – a thought having come to me. “Are the board rides as much fun for you women as they are for us men?”
“To steal your answer,” she replied, “Absolutely.”
“So, what do you usually do after?” I asked.
“This,” she answered. “Relax; chat; get to know the guy that I just felt jerk and cum inside me.” She paused and looked at me. “I especially enjoy this part because I can get to know you a bit while I still feel the heat of your cum spreading inside me.”
For some reason I found that incredibly erotic and my cock twitched. It didn’t escape Juli’s notice. I saw her look at my growing cock and then she met my eyes. “Getting ready for some more?” she asked. “Going to get in line again?”
“Not tonight,” I said. Right then I heard another splash and looked over to see Mary’s second man falling into the pool. Would she go or stay? She stayed… Man number four was getting onto the board. It occurred to me that at this rate, she was getting her gangbang now… but that’s what this was all for anyway and I was glad she was having a good time. Juli grabbing my growing length brought me back to our conversation.
“Not tonight?” she asked as she stroked my manhood. “Please finish what you were saying.” Her hand kept working.
“Not tonight,” I repeated. “I’ve had plenty and want to get some sleep.” I looked at her and saw what I thought was disappointment in her eyes. Maybe it was just my hopeful ego. “But I definitely want to see you tomorrow… preferably naked on your back with your legs spread if you’re up to it?”
With her hand still working my cock she told me that she had volunteered to be the “Day Room Servant” for Saturday. What that meant was that she would be in the Day Room (main meeting hall) to serve anyone anything from food to sexual favors from ten a.m. through three p.m. After that someone else had volunteered. But, she told me with a smile, she was sure she’d see me there and perhaps, after her volunteer shift was over, we could get together.
“After you’ve spent five hours servicing an entire room?” I asked incredulously. “Will you have any energy left?”
“Absolutely!” she said enthusiastically. “I volunteer about twice a year because I have so much fun being everyone’s servant. While I’m normally a control freak, surrendering myself to that control for five hours just does something to me… I get totally soaked and can’t get enough sex of any kind for the rest of the day.
“Well, I’ll be glad to help you get all you can after you get off tomorrow,” I said.
“What about while I’m working?” she asked. “Won’t you and Mary come down and visit me?” As she finished the question, two splashes caught my attention. Mary had finally had enough apparently.
Looking back at Juli I said, “Absolutely.” And with that, she released my dick, I stood up and went over to meet Mary at the pool’s edge. She was climbing up the ladder a little slow and I wondered just how fucked out she was. When she got to the top of the ladder I just held her close for a minute, my hard cock pressing against her belly.
“Well,” she said with a mirthful grin, “I never thought that would happen.”
“What’s that?” I asked.
“You pressing your cock against me and me not being sure I could take care of it,” she answered.
“Had enough for one night?” I asked her seriously.
“For now,” she answered honestly. “I want a shower and some snuggle time. After that, we’ll see…” and her voice trailed off.
“Works for me,” I said.
Arm in arm we wandered back to our room. As we went, we passed several open doors and could hear sounds of erotic pleasure drifting out of each one. At a couple of them Mary stopped me so that she could look in to see what was going on. Each time we stopped she would watch for a minute or so and then move along. Was it possible that she had actually reached her sexual limit for the evening? I found that hard to believe. In my experience her sex drive was insatiable.
In our room I asked her if I should leave the door open or closed. She said, “Close it. We’ll open it in the morning if we feel like it.” So be it.
We got in the shower together and I spoiled her by very carefully cleansing her body. Hot water and lots of suds helped her recover some. As I gently washed her pussy for her I could feel how swollen and hot her lips were and I realized how much time she’d spent with a cock pounding in and out of her. Her back and but were slightly abraded, but she didn’t seem to mind. I finished washing her, including lightly soaping and cleaning her backdoor, and then helped her to rinse. I kept her under the steaming hot water caressing every inch of her sexy body until I was sure there was no more soap. She probably had a few drops of my precum smeared onto her skin, but what little the water didn’t rinse off I knew she wouldn’t complain about.
Out of the shower I dried her off – continuing to spoil her – and then took her to bed. Under the covers we cuddled up; “spooning” behind her so that my cock was nestled between the full cheeks of her delicious derriere, I put my arms around her and gently caressed one erect nipple while the other just held her. With a soft moan Mary rocked her hips back against me and asked if I was up to one more cum before going to sleep. “If you’re up to taking it,” I responded.
“That’s the easy part,” she said with a contented smile. With that, she moved away, lay on her back and spread her legs for me. Her pussy was already wet again as I climbed between her spread thighs and guided my cockhead between her swollen and still fucked-raw lips. As I sank my length slowly into her, she moaned and said, “Just make it slow and easy.” I complied as I held myself above her, making sure that the only weight of mine that she felt was what came through my erection directly into her pelvis through her womanhood.
She never opened her eyes as I stroked slowly in and out of her, sometimes stopping with just my cockhead still splitting her slick lips, until she’d grin, call me a tease, and – with both hands on my butt – pull me back into her. It was pleasant, relaxed and warm. As much serious sucking and fucking as we’d done, this was a softer emotional union that expressed our pleasure at being alone together at the end of the day. When I finally came, Mary jerked against me with every spurt just as she always does, and then we lay together quietly. I didn’t pull my cock out, but it finally slid out after going too soft to stay inside of her squeezing pussy. I asked her if she wanted me to clean her up, but she was already softly snoring. So, once again I snuggled up beside her, my sticky dick pushed against her hip. In her sleep she turned on her side and I snuggled up closer with my crotch pressed into the crack of her ass. Against my thigh, I could feel my hot cum oozing out of her pussy and flowing down onto the sheet. We might regret that in the morning, but for now, life was good.

His tongue flickered across her lips - testing and tasting the pressure of her desire. She felt her breasts tighten, her quim open and remain at the ache for something thrust there: his cock, his tongue, anything to release the sweet moisture growing within.
She responded to his tongue by gently taking it with her teeth and pulling his firm, fully-clothed body to hers. Heat flowed between them as she caressed his back and felt the thin stuff of his white shirt slide over firm muscle.
He was kissing her eyes, her cheeks with a needful rapidity; stroking her sides, hips … each became absorbed in this almost innocent exploration. Avoiding their sex was tacit between them. She wanted to delay their nakedness but their need of each other was becoming urgent.
His tongue entered her mouth with ferocity; it hurt but her lips swelled and opened to accept it. Whipping their tongues in and out, sucking and biting each other’s lips without breath was flooding their brains with hot, smoky blood like waves of Sicilian heat.
His breath was becoming shorter, “I can’t - I must - please let me see your breasts.” He pulled away, stood still with effort and let his eyes slowly slide to her breasts.
All became quiet; a suspended silence of sexual tension hung between them and each stood still. She felt strong, in control and pulsing with desire.
The room was darker now; neither had noticed the light fading. Pupils dilating, the room began to take shape, however, with the cigarettes burning in the ash-tray and the half full wine glasses on the little Italian table that he’d bought on his last trip there.
“Sit down,” her voice sounded deep and choked. He sat, looking at her like a young boy to the older woman who has decided to take his virginity. He could hardly contain his excitement as the bulge proved.
She turned seductively - and she knew it - to draw the heavy linen curtains. The world was shut out now : time to create their own. He licked his lips. She looked down at him and unbuttoned the black crepe de chine wisp of blouse, dropping it onto the wooden floor. Her nipples were erect and straining at the lace of her bra. She was aware of her shallow breathing and knew her breasts were moving in rhythm - his eyes were fixed on them with unmasked yearning.
She wanted to make him wait, so she stroked the bare thigh above her stocking top and slid a finger under the crotch of her lace knickers and began to finger herself. Her juice started to run - oh God, this need coursed through her as she rubbed her clit. Her breasts were becoming full and warm. Unhooking the straps, she sighed as they fell free.
Looking straight at him, she cupped each breast and pushed them together. He moaned. Then, she licked the juice on her finger and gently started to rub the erection of her right nipple. “Oh Christ,” was his whispered response as she did the same with her left nipple. Waves of electricity crackled from her nipples to deep within. She tilted back her head and moaned gently - he almost wasn’t there. She loved the physical sensation of feeling her breasts and would push up her clothes in solitude and lose herself in the tight, tender orgasm that she could make happen when stroking and rubbing her nipples.
That orgasm was building now - she wanted him to know it and she desperately needed it. As she opened her eyes, she saw that he’d taken his cock out and was massaging it, gazing at her. She focused on the movement of his hand and stroked the tip of each of her nipples with increasing speed, thrusting her pelvis towards him in rhythm.
She closed her eyes and gave in to the pulsing deep inside. “Oh, that’s so good, so good,” she whispered as wave upon wave of sweet ecstasy flooded through her. Suddenly, she felt his firm grasp kneading and squeezing her breasts. His tongue sucked deeply on her left breast whilst he twisted and pulled the other nipple. The pain was deeply pleasurable contracting again and again…
“Bite me, drink from me,” she implored as their bodies lost control and collapsed onto the floor. Their limbs entwined and they began to tear at each other’s remaining clothes. He gave an involuntary gasp as her cool hand took hold of his member - hard with throbbing blood. She massaged his balls - tight with semen waiting to spray.
She lightly licked the tip, pulling back the foreskin as she did so. Tightening her lips around his cock, she thrust it to the back of her throat feeling it contract and swell. He was writhing now. She inserted a finger inside herself and began to masturbate - oh, exquisite, she was about to come - no, not yet … she withdrew her finger and rubbed her juice over his manhood. Flicking up and down his glans with her fingers; she began to suck him with such vigour that he cried out, “I want to fuck you, Emma - now!”
Stillness for a moment : he, hungry; she, curious as they locked eyes. He sprang up, twisted her round and forced her onto her knees on the hard floor. With his hand in the small of her back, he pushed fiercely so that her back arched and her hips flared.

Knowing the openness of her cunt, she pleaded, “Please - put it … please, I need you in me.” Her throat and chest were constricted as he put a hand round her throat - and suddenly, a stabbing pain as she felt him enter. He started slowly at first but they both became caught up in the increasing pace of his thrusting cock - in, out, in, out - deep within the core of herself she felt their orgasm begin. Deeper went his cock and tighter were his hands both now on her hips. She bucked as she felt the atoms of her orgasm course through her body like white fire. A hundred thousand tiny, coloured lights exploded behind her eyes as she felt the force of his cum in her cunt.
As she turned to lie on her back, she felt a trickle of their juices slip down the inside of her thigh. She watched him get up, move to pick up a cigarette. From the distance he turned and smiled …
She had been standing in front of the picture for quite some time she realised. Looking around, she felt momentarily discomfited and exposed. But no, no one seemed curious nor puzzled by her absorption in the painting of a nude lying on the floor, one hand covering her pussy and her eyes looking at someone not there.
“Emma” stated the inscription simply - and she smiled secretly as she walked quietly away.

As I got back into my car, I could only imagine what the night would have in store for me and Megan. Her taste was still fresh in my mouth and her scent was still alive in my senses. I smiled as I pulled out of the parking lot and adjusted my rear view mirror so I could see Megan as she tailed me. She had a big smile on her face because she knew as well as I did that we were about to have a night that we would never forget.
We arrived at the hotel and the anticipation was driving me crazy, I couldn’t wait to get Megan into bed and catch up on some good times. I walked over to Megan’s car as she pulled out her bag of toys and hugged her from behind with a loving squeeze.
“Mmmm, you smell so good baby,” I whispered in her ear as I squeezed her.
“Thank you sexy, now let’s go to your room and make this a night to remember,” she replied.
She turned around and I quickly pushed her against her car and pressed up against her. She was shocked by my aggressive nature as I ran my hands over her body and planted a wet sensual kiss on her full lips.
I could tell she was truly taken by surprise but she did not put up any resistance as I continued to deep kiss her and caress her lovely body. I pulled up her skirt and revealed her panties as she wondered what my next move would be.
“Honey, this is crazy! Let’s finish this in the room baby,” Megan begged.
“I’m crazy like that, and you know it. Come on, this is exciting…” I claimed as I pulled her panties aside.
Megan was a bit uneasy as I slid my finger into her wet pussy but she was helpless and we both knew it. I was in control tonight. I have always been turned on by sex in public places and the chance of being caught is always a big turn on. Yes, we would finish business in the hotel room but not before I got some samples in the parking lot first.
Megan moaned as I slowly finger fucked her, my free hand grabbing her by the hair as I kissed her neck.
“Relax baby, take it easy,” I moaned in her ear.
“Mmmmm…oooohhh…” she moaned in response.
She relaxed and whimpered into my ear as I slid my wet fingers into her even wetter pussy. She was so ready to get fucked and I knew it wouldn’t be long before we were getting busy in bed. I slowly withdrew my finger so that I could get a taste. It was so wet and covered in her pussy juices and I couldn’t help but smile as I took it into my mouth and tasted her oh so sweet juices.
“Mmmmm…baby you taste so good,” I declared as I sucked my finger clean.
Megan moaned softly as I slid my finger back in and worked it around inside of her. After a few seconds of that, I took my finger out and slowly brought it up to her lips so that she could get a taste.She gently sucked on my finger as I went back to kissing her neck.
“Mmm, it tastes good,” she whispered as she licked her own juices off my finger. I wanted to fuck her right then and there but I decided it was a good time to head back to my room and seal the deal. I pulled her skirt back down but left her panties as they were and grabbed her by the hand.
We walked hand in hand back to my room and on the way, passed a man who had a big smile on his face. We smiled back and giggled, wondering if he had seen our little show back in the hotel parking lot.
“Hey there, you ladies having a good night?” he asked as I inserted my key into the door of my room.
“Well, it’s only going to get better,” I replied as I opened the door and smiled.
“Is that right? Well, I’m free for tonight, mind if I join you ladies for some fun?” the man asked.
He was tall and good looking, much like my husband. I grinned and noticed his erection.
“What’s your name?,” I asked him.
“Rod,” he responded and what a fitting name it was. I saw that the bulge in his pants was growing as he stood there staring at me and Megan.
“Well Rod, me and my friend here are going to go inside and play for awhile, but I’ll come over and knock on your door if we need some cock okay?,” I said as I began to turn away and head inside my room.
He could only manage a blank stare as he nodded and went into his room. Megan and I giggled as we went inside and left him wondering and horny.
I closed the door behind me and Megan embraced me as we stood there all alone. She noticed my toys on the bed and giggled. She had set her own bag of toys down on the floor by the bed and she knew it was going to be a long night as we began to unwind.
I slowly began to undress as Megan watched me. She helped me out of my dress and caressed my shoulders while I removed her top. Her breasts were so nice, as nice as I had remembered them. I caressed them through her bra as we locked lips in a sweet kiss. Then I took my hands and placed them around her hips as I pulled her skirt down. It slid to the floor alongside my dress. Next, I removed her bra so I could suck on her great tits. She moaned as I took her right breast into my mouth and squeezed her left one.
“Oh yeah baby..you do that soooo nice,” she moaned as I sucked away like a hungry baby. I licked her nipple and traced a circle around it with my tongue to drive her crazy. “Oh God, that feels so good! Oohhhh!,” Megan moaned.
I could feel my pussy getting wetter by the minute and pictured Rod next door wanking off thinking about what was going on in our room. He would probably give an arm and a leg to be in here with us I thought.
I slid my hands down Megan’s body and pulled her panties down to her thighs as I got down on my knees. I traced a line down her body from her tits to her navel with my tongue and left a wet trail of passion in the process. She squealed in delight as I licked her inner thighs and worked my way towards her moist pussy.I flicked my tongue on her clit and looked up to see her eyes locked on mine.
She had such passion in her eyes and I knew she was loving every moment of this as much as I was. I decided to get a real good taste now and sucked on her pussy lips with much delight. She moaned loudly as I worked my tongue inside of her wet pussy.
“Ohhhh God! Mmmmm…oooohhh!,” she cried out. I felt her cum stirring inside of her as I tasted every sweet drop.
“Mmmm, you taste so good babe. Lay down,” I instructed her as I led her to the bed and laid her down. She quickly reached for my thong and practically ripped it off with a passion. I gave her a wide eyed look and slapped her gently for being so aggressive.
“Bad girl!” I exclaimed as I grabbed her face with my hand and stuffed a finger into her dripping wet pussy. Of course she knew I loved it when she couldn’t control herself. She whimpered some more when I started jamming my fingers into her pussy with a fury. It made a squishing sound as my fingers jammed in and out of her love hole.
“Fuck yea!,” she screamed as I finger fucked her harder and harder.
“You like that don’t you baby?” I asked her.
“Mmmmm, you know I do sexy. Keep fucking me with your fingers!,” she exclaimed.
I complied with much pleasure as my fingers sunk deeper and deeper into her wet fleshy folds. Her pussy was extremely wet now and I wanted to taste her cum as she neared her orgasm. I crawled down between her legs and buried my face in between her thighs as she moaned in delight.
“Mmmmmm, feels sooooo good! Oh God! Ohhhhh!,” Megan squealed as I sucked on her soaking wet pussy. Her juices were flowing all over my tongue and it tasted so sweet. The nectar of love. I spread her legs far apart as I stuck my tongue inside of her and fucked her with it.
She was practically screaming now and I told her not to hold back. “Ahhhhh! Ohhh! Fuck!,” she screamed. I sucked on her clit to drive her over the top and she creamed in response to my expert cunnilingus. She grabbed my hair and pushed my face into her crotch with force as she lost control. It felt good to be reacquainted.
“Oh, mmmm….” she cooed as I sucked her pussy lips and drained her juices. “Get on top of me baby, I wanna 69 with you,” she said as I slowly looked up at her flushed face.
I positioned myself on top of her in the 69 position as I prepared for what was soon to be the most powerful orgasm I had experienced in quite some time. Megan grabbed my thighs and gave me a playful slap on the ass as I hovered above her, my pussy inches away from her beautiful face.
“Yea baby, you wanna taste that pussy?” I asked her as I caressed her thighs.
“You know it baby,” she replied as she pulled me down and stuffed her face into my pussy. “You taste so fucking good, mmmmm,” she said while licking my wet pink pussy.
I moaned lightly as she worked her mouth around my pussy lips. I could feel my juices dripping out slowly while she continued to work her tongue all over my lips and it felt like heaven.
“Oh fuck yeah! Unhhhhh….” I moaned as she sucked my pussy. I could feel an orgasm coming on and I knew it was gonna be intense. Megan smacked my ass hard as she ate my pussy with a passion. I started grinding her face in response to her expert tongue work. “Mmmmmm….oh yea! Fuuucckkk!” I proclaimed as my orgasm came.
I screamed in passion while my cum drowned Megan with love.My pussy always becomes very sensitive after I orgasm and I tried to pull away for a second to gather myself but Megan grabbed my legs and forced me back down onto her hungry lips. I moaned loudly as she snacked away on my dripping wet pussy.
“You’re not going anywhere baby,” Megan said to me while she spanked me.
I could feel my legs trembling as another orgasm neared. Megan sucked my pussy aggressively as I moaned loudly and thrashed about the bed, not caring what anyone could hear.
I thought to myself, maybe Rod was jacking off next door, nutting all over his hands as he dreamed of being with us in bed. How would that cock feel buried in our respective cunts? Hmmm…
As Megan continued eating my pussy, I reached for one of her toys, a pink dildo that was about 7 inches in length. It was playtime and to my surprise, Megan had already gotten the same idea! She had one of my toys, my fave clear dildo, in her hand and was working it into my soaking wet pussy at the same time that I was shoving the dildo into her cunt.
It squished in and out with a loud popping noise due to her wetness and how tight her pussy was. Meanwhile, Megan was pumping my dildo in and out of my own pussy while she licked and sucked my sensitive clit and it felt so good that I creamed all over again and again.
“Ohhh, fuck baby! You do that so fucking good!” I exclaimed as she worked my toy into my pussy. She then reached for her bag and pulled out some anal beads to my delight. “Mmmm, baby…what you gonna do with that?” I asked knowing full well what she was planning.
“Honey, I’m going to stick these right up your tight little asshole,” she replied. With that, she spit into my asshole and worked her finger into it first to loosen it up a bit. Then she pumped it faster and faster as I moaned with pleasure.
“Mmm, yea that’s it. Stick it right in my dirty little asshole,” I teased her.
“You naughty little girl, I’m gonna do just that,” she replied as she stuck the anal beads into my tight asshole. One bead at a time, they disappeared into my ass. She took the dildo that I had been fucking her with and stuck it into my pussy as she worked my ass, not caring that her juices and my spit were all over it.
We switched dildos like this a few times so that we could feel and taste each other’s cum. She pulled the dildo out of my pussy and sucked it clean with a loud smacking sound and I did the same with her.
After a few more orgasms in the 69 position, I decided to lay back and make her eat me out some more so I grabbed her and gently positioned her head between my legs as I relaxed and put my head on the pillow. The anal beads were still deep in my ass and it felt great. Megan went back to work, licking and sucking my pussy for all it was worth while she pulled the anal beads out slowly.
One by one the wet beads came out and I groaned with each one’s removal. When they were all out, Megan looked me in the eye and said, “Fresh out of your cute little asshole, watch me suck them dry babe.” She then proceeded to suck the beads clean, taking her time to savor every drop of my ass. “Mmmmmm, tastes so fuckin good baby,” she said.
“Oooohhhh…” I moaned as she went down on me again and licked me from my clit all the way down my wet fleshy folds and into my puckered asshole. She wasn’t going to hold back.I grabbed her by the hair as she licked my pussy and pushed her face deeper and deeper into my cum filled crotch.
She moaned into my pussy as she ate and I couldn’t help but cream her face yet again. It was all wet by now and my cum was all over her. Megan then reached for her bag of toys again and pulled out a double header dildo and smiled at me as she positioned herself so that we could share the long dildo. This was one of my favorite toys and she knew it, we were going to have lots of fun with this one.
We fucked each other with the dildo for what seemed like hours as orgasm after orgasm came over our bodies. Megan’s face was flushed and still wet from my cum, she didn’t even bother to wipe any of it off and it turned me on so much.
I grabbed her tits as I grinded away at the dildo and she grunted. Her breasts were perfect and I took full advantage of them, squeezing and cupping them. We sat up, the dildo still inside us and draped with our pussy juices, and kissed each other deeply while fondling each other’s breasts.
I smiled at Megan and said, “I wonder what our buddy Rod is doing.”
She smiled back and replied, “Probably jacking off a storm with all our loud moans and screaming.”
We giggled and lay in bed together, spent and very satisfied. The night was still young, we’d rest for a bit and start over again soon enough. I held Megan in my arms and called up my husband to inform him that I was having a great time. I could tell he wanted to be there with us. And I bet Rod did too.
I kissed Megan as our naked bodies intertwined, our juices still flowing between our creamy thighs. “You are so beautiful,” I said to her as I held her close.
She smiled and kissed me passionately in response before saying, “You are the absolute best baby, I wish you were mine.”
We continued kissing and caressing each other for quite some time, it was absolute ecstasy. Truly a night to remember.

All sorts of expatriate “characters” gravitated to Bangkok, Thailand, in the seventies and eighties, and none were more colorful than the man known simply as Cowboy. Cowboy was a six-and-a-half foot black American stud, who was said to have been a pro basketball player of some note who had retreated to Bangkok in the face of possible charges for point shaving and racketeering. In Bangkok, Cowboy had built a small empire of girlie bars in the Phatpong tenderloin district, the most notable one of which was named, appropriately enough, Cowboy’s.
There were a few legends about Cowboy. One was that he had the biggest dick in Thailand, which was given some evidence by the woman who buzzed around him looking very satisfied. The second was that he would fuck anything that moved, which was at least partially evidenced by the men who buzzed around him as well. And the third was that he never took off his signature ten-gallon hat, chaps, or spurs, even during sex.
Cowboy was one of the most happy-go-lucky, witty, and generous people in the international community, and those who knew him reacted well to him no matter how much effort they had to put into ignoring his past and his reputation.
A few months into my tour as an SR71 photoreconnaissance jet driver living in Bangkok, I decided I’d like to check out the legend of Cowboy. I joined the U.S. embassy’s bowling league just because he was on it, and I got as close to his inner circle there as possible. Eventually, he invited me to come up and see him sometime at his flagship Cowboy’s bar. As, at the time of the invitation, he had his hand under a table exploring my basket, I didn’t have any illusions what his invitation entailed. This suited me just fine, of course, and I wasted no time in scooting over to Cowboy’s to see him one afternoon in the next week.
When I walked into Cowboy’s, I was told that Cowboy was in his office on the second floor and to go on up. Cowboy’s office was a pretty good-sized room, with a desk and other office equipment at one end and a double bed with a red velour bedspread at the other end.
Cowboy was home, as was a dreamy-eyed woman with long, frizzed-up blonde hair and big tits. Cowboy was lying on the bed, feet pointed at me. He was wearing his ten-gallon hat and his boots with spurs, but that was all, so at least the part of the legend of the chaps was false. The blonde was sitting astride his pelvis, with her tits also pointed at me. I therefore couldn’t check out the legend of the biggest dong in Thailand, at least for the moment, because the blonde was sitting on it.
She looked vaguely familiar to me, and it slowly dawned on me that she was the wife of one of the U.S. embassy’s economic affairs officers. She’d bowled a 280 on the last league night, and, I understand, had gone out on a celebration binge and hadn’t been seen for two days. It had taken me a few minutes to recognize her, because the economic affairs officer’s wife I’d known had always been wearing clothes, and this woman was naked. Really nice tits, though.
When I walked in, Cowboy had his hands on her hips and was helping her to have a bouncy ride on his lap. They both seemed happy to see me, though, and Cowboy boomed out that I should feel free to strip down and come join them. He suggested that the woman might like to suck me off while she was getting her ride, and she seemed agreeable to this. So, I stripped down and went up on the bed with my knees straddling Cowboy’s calves and my butt sitting on his boots. His spurs jangled quietly behind me.
Before the woman started to service me, I buried my face between her tits and did some exploration of those with my hands. That seemed to turn her on—or a bit more on than Cowboy had already turned her—and, after a while, she pushed me back on my haunches, and stretched forward and started giving my cock good head with her soft mouth.
Cowboy must have gotten bored with this, because after ten minutes or so of her slurping and me hardening, Cowboy asked me if I wanted to ride too. I said sure, not knowing what he had in mind, but being game for about anything until I was able to fully check out this legend thing. When I had voiced my agreement, his big hands came around from either side of the woman’s chest, and he cupped her tits and pulled her back onto his torso, which brought her pelvis up.
Wonders of wonders! Cowboy was in her asshole, not her cunt. Her pouty little cunt was sitting right there, begging for attention from me. So I just slid up Cowboy’s thighs and drilled my hard seven inches into her. She was writhing and moaning, having a good time being double stuffed. She took my head in both of her hands and brought our lips together, and I kissed her deeply, thinking that was only polite considering how deeply I was fucking her. All three of us were riding and bucking and rotating, sometimes in synch, sometimes not, but always in ways that gave all three of us pleasure.
While I was kissing the woman, Cowboy let loose of her tits and started to play with mine. I liked the attention fine. He even managed to get my nipples aligned with those of the woman, and he did some rubbing and pinching together that was driving us both crazy.
I came out of my kiss with the woman and dove beside her head and found Cowboy’s mouth. We did a battle of the tongues that was more invigorating than what the woman and I had been doing. She was a fine ride, but I knew which side my bread was buttered on.
I felt the woman’s pelvis being pushed into mine, so I put my hands under her butt cheeks and pulled her up with me, as I went up on my knees. I heard a long slurping noise as Cowboy came out of her ass and pulled himself up toward the head of the bed from under us. The woman and I went back down on the bed and she held her legs out briefly and then brought her heels to the back of my calves and massaged them while I pumped her. She was making little mewing sounds.
Cowboy was behind me. He was lathering up his cock with KY, and I took a peek. That part of the legend probably was true. He was longer, in not thicker, than anyone else I’d seen in Bangkok. His dick was a darker brown than the rest of his body and had a big pinkish-brown helmet on it. I started my own little mewing sounds at that point.
He took me by the hips and just lifted me up off and out of the woman and I dug my knees into the bed again to prop myself up. Cowboy’s mouth went to my asshole and he tongued and kissed me there. The woman slipped out from underneath me and reversed herself and came back under. She took my cock in her mouth and restarted the stimulation there. She played with my balls with her hands, until Cowboy’s cock was engaged and nearby, and then she gave his cock root and balls attention. I lowered myself on her and spent my time servicing her g-spot with my tongue, holding her gyrating pelvis within some sort of limits with my hands dug into her butt cheeks. Her tits felt good bobbing against my belly.
Cowboy stopped licking my butt and applied some KY there and then entered me, and entered me, and entered me, and entered me. I didn’t think his dong would ever stop sliding up into me. And when he was well in, he started plowing me real good at a depth I didn’t remember ever doing any entertaining before. With her soprano, my tenor, and his bass, we had a real good harmony of sighs and moaning going there for a while.
After a good fifteen minutes, Cowboy pulled out of me, sort of pushed me off to the side and turned the woman around and finished his fuck and shot off his load in her cunt. I didn’t mind, because by then, I was drilling his ass to my own climax.
So, other than the chaps, the Cowboy legend pretty much held up to scrutiny.

Thomas was disgruntled to say the least. His sex life wasn’t the greatest in the world. He had watched lots of porn flicks and saw so many things he wanted to try, but he could never get his girlfriend Kate to experiment. He couldn’t believe what a prude she was. All he wanted to do was spice up their love life a little and she wouldn’t play ball.
Kate was stunning to look at though. She had a figure that just wouldn’t quit and long black hair. When she rode him, she would swish her hair across her ass so she could get more out of him. She seemed satisfied with the way things were, but Thomas still wished she were a little wilder. He would fantasize about taking her forcefully from behind, thrusting his rock hard manhood in her like a jack hammer. Her face would contort in a mixture of pain and pleasure. She would scream and cuss and encourage him to go harder as she rabidly tore at her plump and perky breasts with her right hand. Her left hand would firmly grip the arm of the couch as she bent over to get the full feel. When Thomas was ready to cum, she would stand straight up and hunker down on his throbbing mass grinding her ass on his crotch so Thomas would feel the exhilarating pain of having his dick bent backwards. He would cry out as he released inside her, making her gush and convulse in orgasm. Then she would whip around and lick his member clean so that he didn’t have to wash it. That was only the beginning of his torrid and depraved fantasy.
But she wouldn’t even do that, let alone anything else. Thomas couldn’t even get her to give him a blow job, and it wasn’t for his lack of trying. He had even tried to push her head down there a time or two. That just gained him a slap to the face and a kick to the groin. He had often thought about dumping her and finding someone with a real wild streak, but alas, he loved her. She had always been there for him and she was the one he wanted to marry.
As he sat in the empty coffee house, drinking his triple latte, he daydreamed of watching Kate locked in a ‘69′ position with some wanton slut they had picked up at the bar.
“Can I help you with that?” a sultry voice called. Thomas zoned back in on a beautiful blonde woman sitting across from him.
“What?” was all he could get out of his mouth. The lady smiled and pointed to his coffee.
“Your coffee, do you need some help with it? You haven’t touched it in like ten minutes. It’s going to get cold.”
Thomas looked down at his, now cold, quarter cup of latte. He had to admit he wasn’t very thirsty, but he decided to play it cool.
“I like it cold, it wakes me up.” He curled his mouth into a sly grin and winked at the stranger sitting across from him. He didn’t know why, but every time he looked at her he got that familiar burning sensation in his jeans.
“Well you could definitely use that, you were almost drooling on yourself.” The lady leaned across the table as she spoke, giving Thomas a full view of the top of her ample breasts. The leather corset she was wearing pushed them together hard enough that Thomas figured he couldn’t even get an atom between them.
“I’m Sasha, what’s your name?”
Thomas caught himself staring at her cleavage and blushed as he leaned back. Sasha smiled knowing full well what he had been looking at.
“Thomas, Thomas Fry,” Thomas blurted out, wincing as he talked. He didn’t try to sound so corny, but the whole James Bond thing was more of a natural reflex than anything else.
“Well, Thomas, what were you thinking so fondly of earlier?”
Thomas looked around nervously, he had hoped he hadn’t sported wood while fantasizing, but sometimes he couldn’t help it. His imagination had taken on a life of its own.
“Nothing, just thinking about my girlfriend.” Thomas put stress on the “girlfriend” part, he wasn’t about to cheat on Kate, and he wanted Sasha to know that.
“A girlfriend, huh, serious?” Sasha said as she leaned further across the table. Her breath smelled like mint, and the rest of her smelled of strawberries.
“I would never do anything to hurt her, if that’s what you mean…” Thomas leaned back ready to leave his seat if she got any closer.
Sasha frowned as she spoke, “I doubt that. I think you just want her to enjoy it when you do hurt her.” Thomas scowled at the lady as she encroached on his personal space.
“Look lady, you don’t even know me, and you are getting a little too close for comfort here. Why don’t you man-bash some other poor sucker. One that can’t see that you’re a slut.” Thomas’ remark came as he stood up from the table. He turned and started towards the door of the coffee bar. He didn’t have to take this crap from anyone.
“I can help you, that is, if you want me to.” Out of the corner of his eye, Thomas caught Sasha’s profile as she leaned across the table. She wiggled her crossed legs so that her perfect ass jiggled in her black leather pants. She was looking down and letting her hair cascade around her face. Her curly blonde locks almost glowed, even in the low light of the coffee bar.
“Well, I doubt you can, you don’t even know what my problem is,” Thomas turned back towards her and put his smuggest face on. The girl just didn’t know when to stop.
“Sure I do, your girlfriend, Kate? She won’t do any kinky stuff. You aren’t satisfied with your sex life and you want her to be wilder.”
Thomas moved closer, cautiously, “How did you know my girlfriend’s name? That wasn’t anything I told you?” Thomas searched his memory to make sure he was right about that statement.
“I know a great many things, I know you’re only four inches…hard, it’s enough for Kate and it curves the right way, but she hopes someday you’ll get it extended or invest in a pump or something. You want her to be “no-holds-barred” and want to do all the wanton bullshit that you see on those porn tapes,” Sasha stood up and faced Thomas. She was standing close enough that her breasts were brushing his chest. Thomas felt his dick get hard as the thoughts of her breasts pushed against him rushed through his twisted mind. “And yes…they are real,” Sasha said as she smiled at Thomas.
Thomas blushed as he took a step back from the beauty standing in front of him. “So how can you help me?” Thomas asked sarcastically. He had to hear this.
“I have this little secret…I’m a genie,” Sasha stepped close to Thomas again. He tried not to look down as her hand brushed his bulge. “Anything you want, you can have, but be careful, everything I give you is to the letter and permanent. No take backs.”
Thomas laughed, this was unbelievable — she had to be setting him up. Thomas’ eyes rolled in his head as Sasha caressed his throbbing member. She was still on the outside of his jeans, but it felt like her hand was caressing the very flesh of the thing. “St…stop it!” Thomas pushed Sasha back and turned away, he wanted her, but he was not going to cheat on Kate. Anger swept over him as the notion that she might have set him up to test him.
“Well? What do you say?” Thomas could feel Sasha’s hand running the length of his back. “You’re a genie? Right, okay, then sure, I’m game,” Thomas spat out sarcastically. He couldn’t figure out what this part of the game meant, but he thought he would play along to see what the hell was going on.
“What do you want?” Sasha’s hand ran down Thomas’ back to his ass, where she firmly planted a swat.
“I wish I had a bigger dick…” Thomas mused as he turned to face the “genie.”
“How much bigger?” Sasha asked with a serious expression on her face. “Remember, I’m exact…” Sasha smiled as Thomas thought. She could read what was going in his head, and she loved every minute of it.
“Eight inches long and an inch and a half in diameter,” Thomas crossed his arms as he spoke.
“Done,” Sasha moved her hand to Thomas’s crotch, her hand felt like ice even through his jeans. Suddenly, he felt a burning sensation between his legs. It felt like he was getting a hard on, but it was different; he looked down as Sasha started to unbutton his jeans. They were almost getting to tight to bear in the crotch region.
Sasha squatted as she pulled Thomas’ pants to his knees. The opening in his boxers moved to the side as his little buddy started to peek out. Sasha wrapped her lips around the head of Thomas’ growing member and rubbed her tongue against it. Thomas’ breath shortened as he watched his penis get larger and larger. It throbbed with power as Sasha sucked on it. She took her mouth off of it and smiled at Thomas.
“Is that better?” She said as she teased the tip with her tongue. Thomas reached down and stroked it. He couldn’t believe his eyes. It began to go soft as he stared at it. It didn’t shrink, just went limp. “Now, you have to be careful, and make sure you tuck it down, you don’t want to break it or anything. Thomas stuffed his newly enlarged manhood down the right side of his pants as he pulled them up. He grinned at the large bulge that accompanied his right leg in his pants.
Sasha stood up again and grinned. “Anything else?” she said as she licked her index finger. Thomas thought of a million and one things that he wanted to wish for, but when it came right down to it, there was really only one thing he wanted. He eagerly nodded to Sasha and blurted out his next wish,
“I wish Kate was more of an animal in bed!” Sasha stared at Thomas for a minute. A small undetectable grin flashed across her face as she laughed on the inside.
“Are you sure that’s what you want?”
Thomas looked confused, “Yeah, I’m sure, why?”
Sasha smiled, “Okay, done.” Sasha traced her wet index finger across her cleavage. “So do you want to take me home to meet this Kate or what?” Sasha stepped closer to Thomas and stroked his new found glory. Thomas closed his eyes and instinctively reached around to Sasha’s ass, pulling her even closer. She leaned her head back as he brought his down. Their faces were so close that a card would have a hard time fitting between. Sasha wrapped her hand around the back of Thomas’ head and pulled him to her. Their mouths opened simultaneously and they kissed each other deeply. Sasha’s eyes turned black as she began the process of receiving payment for her services. Her grip tightened on the back of Thomas’ head and as they kissed, she began to inhale deeply. Thomas didn’t notice. His manhood was thinking for him at the moment. Thomas didn’t even notice as his soul left his body. He didn’t care. He belonged to her and would do her bidding now.
“Yeah, I think I do.” Thomas replied to the previous question. Sasha smiled and started for the door. Thomas followed without a word
Kate was starting to worry; Thomas had been gone for far too long. She knew he had been frustrated lately, but she knew he wouldn’t cheat on her. She sat impatiently watching TV. She decided that she must be coming down with something because she felt strange, and it had just hit her five minutes ago. She really didn’t understand the way she felt. She wasn’t tired or anything, much the opposite, she was wired. She couldn’t sit still, and other than the nagging pain in her back. She felt better than she ever had before. What worried her though, were the torrid thoughts that ran through her mind, and the pleasurable burning in her dewy oyster. She had to stop herself from masturbating about every half second. She had never been this horny. The thoughts that ran through her head were disturbing. Chains, whips, hooks, needles and women fueled Kate’s desire. She had also notice that she was starting to hear things. She swore she heard her next-door neighbor talking, as if he were right next to her, but there was no one around.
As she tried to deal with all of this, she didn’t even notice her hand creeping down her stomach until it was too late. Instinct drove her as she rubbed her swollen clit. Her free hand tore at the t-shirt she was wearing, trying desperately to get to her breasts. She stopped pleasing herself just long enough to strip down and start again. She lay on the couch rubbing every inch of her body. She felt so alive that it was driving her crazy. She couldn’t string a thought together that didn’t involve sticking something deep inside of her. Any hole would do.
Through her wanton passion, she heard the front door open. Kate jumped up, ready to attack Thomas for making her wait this long to fuck him. But Thomas didn’t come through the door, instead, a striking woman wearing a black corset and black leather pants strolled into the apartment.
“Thomas wasn’t lying, you are lovely.”
Kate was shocked. She ran back to the couch and grabbed her clothes. “Don’t do that on my account, I would rather have you naked.”
Kate couldn’t figure out how this woman got right behind her so quickly or how she got undressed either. Kate’s knees almost buckled under the heavy burden of her new passion as the lady pressed herself against Kate’s back. Kate felt her own ass push back into the stranger’s crotch, wanting something that was not there.
“Who…are…you…?” Kate whimpered as the stranger started to rub her breasts. No answer came, the strangers ice cold hands slithered their way to Kate’s soaked vagina. Kate squealed with delight as she felt the cold fingers enter her. She stood straighter so that she could feel the full measure of her assailant’s body.
“Have you ever been with a woman before?” the stranger whispered in Kate’s ear. Kate could only shake her head in response the throes of ecstasy were coursing through her soul.
“Listen to me very carefully, your husband has abandoned you, he stands on the other side of the door. He is to blame for your current malady. And soon, it will only get worse. I have his soul for what he has done, but I also need his life. He wants nothing more than to fuck you right now, but I told him to wait for me to summon, if you agree to kill him, you and I can be together forever. Deny me and I will take your soul as well, leave you to your fate, and make you my pet.”
The stranger’s voice was cold and stern. Though she was in the middle of orgasm, Kate heard every word clearly and precisely. The stranger’s touch was a drug that Kate was already addicted to and she believed every word spoke. “Yes,” was the only reply she could give, she quickly turned on her beautiful stranger and looked deep into her eyes. Black pools of nothingness stared back at her. She found it quite erotic.
“I am Sasha, your servant and master in one. Now let’s take care of your husband shall we?”
Kate stood for a second and frowned, “how am I going to kill him? With my bare hands?” she ran her index finger up Sasha’s slit. It was juicy and ripe, and every ounce of Kate’s being wanted to bury her face in it.
“With what he will put you through that is precisely what you will do,” Sasha smiled as she kissed Kate on the lips. She kissed her deeply and long, taking special care not to take her new servants soul. “Thomas, she’s ready for you,” Sasha said as she again started to finger Kate.
Kate moaned and leaned against her new love. She wanted no more of Thomas. This woman would be her life and dreams for the rest of her days. Thomas stalked through the door rubbing his crotch. “Go to the bed, strip, and jack off while she walks to you. Thomas followed the instructions to the letter. Kate, surprised and entranced by the large object that now stood erect between her former fiancé’s legs, sauntered over to take a closer look. The closer she got to the bed, the hornier she became. Her blood felt as if it burned as it coursed through her veins. Her nipples were hard enough to cut glass. She leaned on the bedpost a bit and rubbed her clit. It was painfully swollen and begged for release. She looked at the man she used to love. An empty feeling grew within her as she looked him over. She had no idea what Sasha meant by what she said. But a burning anger started to fill the pit left by the dissipating love.
She climbed on the bed quickly, the sight her prey’s large endowment had worked her into frenzy. Thomas grabbed Kate and tried to force her under him, but she pinned his arms against the bed. She lowered herself onto the throbbing tower that she knew he didn’t have yesterday, until it filled her completely. The burning in her blood became more intense as she began to ride him hard and slow.
Sasha walked behind the bed and wrapped two silken scarves around Thomas’s hands. She then tied him to the bedpost. She smiled as he grimaced in pain.
“I told you to be careful. I’m always word for word,” Sasha said with a wry grin. She looked at Kate as she caressed Thomas’ face. Kate screamed in blissful agony as Thomas ripped deep within her. Her body numbed and she felt strange sensations wash over her. Eyes closed, she began to rub her breasts, and to her surprise they had started to grow. She also noticed that her skin felt rough and scaly.
She quickly opened her eyes and saw only heat. Her screams became raspy hisses of pure rage. Thomas looked in horror as Kate’s mouth widened and her lips disappeared. Her hair lengthened and began to brush his legs. Her tongue forked in her mouth and began to flick randomly. Her skin puckered and became serpent scales. Her teeth jutted down from her new jaw and sharpened into long points. A slimy tail thrashed about behind her, growing rapidly.
Kate’s mind raced as the transformation took place. Now she understood what Sasha had been talking about. Rage filled her heart as she hissed her displeasure. Her fingers lengthened and her fingernails grew hard and sharp. She felt her spine elongate and jut out of her back. Her tail stopped thrashing and she found that she could control it with her thoughts. Her ankles locked and her feet and toes grew into hind talons. Scales continued to wash over her body, making her skin black and shiny.
“This is what you wanted isn’t it Thomas? Wasn’t that your wish?” Sasha mused as she watched his horror grow.
“You made a wish and this is what you asked for?” Kate asked in her hiss. Orgasm swept across her body, racking her with pleasure. Not thinking she bit herself, blood poured from the wounds in her mouth and ran down her throat. It was sweet and thick like a chocolate shake, and she found she yearned for more.
“I just wanted her to be a little kinkier Mistress,” Thomas shrieked as he tried to wriggle free. Kate licked him with her rough forked tongue.
“You want kink? I’m now happy to oblige.” Kate moved her tail up underneath her and wedged it between Thomas’ ass cheeks. He cried out as the tip of her tail forced its way into his asshole, pushing hard and probing deep. “Is that kinky enough for you lover?” Thomas writhed in pain as Kate’s tail forced itself further and further up his anal cavity.
“Sasha, please, help me…” Thomas wailed. He looked at her with horror filled eyes. “I did help you; I gave you everything you wanted. What more could you ask for. You have a bigger penis and your girlfriend is more of animal in bed.”
Kate laughed at Sasha’s last comment. She took her index finger and slashed it down Thomas’ sternum. Blood began to slowly ooze from the wound. Kate leaned over and licked the wound with her tongue. It made her crave more.
“Now is the time Kate, let it be done,” Sasha commanded. Sasha came around the side of the bed and caressed Kate’s scale covered body. Kate hissed with delight as her Mistress pet her. She quickly pulled Thomas’ length out from inside her. Her new rough hide ripped the skin from the towering mass, making it bleed with each throb.
“How shall I do it Sasha? How do you want to see him die?” Sasha reeled at the question. No one had ever asked her that before. No one had ever cared about what she wanted. The only time people cared about what she wanted was after she had taken her payment for their wishes.

* Early Saturday Morning,
Cloudy Day with Scattered Rainshowers + Thunderstorms:
I, Nishida, eighteen going on nineteen years of age, am totally shaking and shivering because I was still garbed in my wet (and nearly see-through) school uniform; stood in front of Browning International Academy, my alma mater since first grade, where I am now at my Senior Year in High School.

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My older brother, Keichiro, six years my Senior, who also happened to be the perpetrator of the tragic incident that befell our small cottage (which is now officially ashes and cinders as of this moment, burned to the ground!), hastily dropped me back off here at Browning, where he picked me up just hours ago (I had to stay overnight at the campus because some of my group mates decided to finish our project before the upcoming Spring Break.
By the time we reached our li’l cottage, it was already swamped with flames, with the town firefighters battling a losing war against the fiery blaze. Even with the initiative and presence of mind of our next-door neighbors, nothing from our house was saved, all that remained were still-lit embers that represented all the memories that were destroyed because of my older brother’s carelessness and recklessness.
Thankfully, all of my school-related things, even an extra set of formal + two PE uniforms, were at my locker over at Browning; and for the fact that the house was properly-insured, and my brother and I were granted, left behind and given (through instructions to our family solicitors) by our deceased parents (may their souls rest in peace) a sizable legacy in different denominations: cold, hard cash, stocks and bonds, and another property at the outskirts of town. (Keichiro also has his own bachelor loft at the city, since he was working already)
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Now, as Keichiro sped away enroute to the police and fire stations, as well as the insurance company at the city; I made my way towards Browning, which is situated in a huge chunk of land with a concrete perimeter, on foot, crossing my fingers that Uncle Jonin, the ancient school custodian, whom I am close friends, since third grade, with; was already awake, and would let me go inside.
My prayers were answered; Uncle Jonin was actually waiting for me at the main gates. I bowed respectfully in greeting, and told him the bad news. He made moans and clucks of sympathy, and immediately ushered me inside the campus.
Then, he bade farewell, since he had to go out to the greengrocers and the supermarket to replenish his cupboard’s stock for the week. I assured him I’ll be fine inside the main building, and since he trusted me not to intentionally destroy or ruin, unlike some of my peers, anything of value, he left without single glance back, or entertaining any doubts at all!
Once inside the main building, I went directly to my locker, and happily got hold of my cheerleading uniform (even for a gloomy day, it was hot and humid - or, maybe it was the fire’s effect on me…), until I discovered I had no extra set of underwear at hand!
I dialed Uncle Jonin’s number at my N93, and was elated to hear it ring. He answered after two rings, and I told him of my dilemma. He then promised to buy me some in medium size, but he warned me he’ll only be back by late afternoon.
I laughed heartily, “Since I’m alone here, Uncle Jonin, maybe I’ll go commando for a while…” Uncle Jonin laughed boisterously in return, and after a few minutes, I hung up, and my way to the old prefects’ (sounds too Harry Potter-ish, huh?) bathroom at the uppermost floor of the main building, so I can take a bath, and refresh myself.
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At the prefects’ bathroom, after locking the door, I quickly shed my wet clothes: wet uniform, wet socks, wet bra, wet panties - wet everything! I towel-dried myself first, and rested for a while, seated on the gleaming clean bathroom floor, naked!
The prefects’ bathroom was circular in shape, and was definitely bigger in size (than the more modern ones here at Browning), and fully surrounded by clear, nondescript mirrors. Looking around, a blunt, broken tile by the first sink caught my eye. I stood up to touch it, and when I did, my world literally turned!
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DARKNESS.
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Seconds, or minutes, or hours later, I woke up from my fainting spell, and soon discovered that the entire bathroom has turned into a giant tub with an ornate showerhead!
“What the-!” I cried out, shaking the cobwebs off my mind.
Then, a sweet-smelling odor, like a mixture of ylang-ylang, jasmine and vanilla, permeated through the air, making me feel light and giddy. Then, I noticed the tub was filling itself with water, and soon enough, I was floating!
As I floated on the water, I felt something brush by my delicate part at the south of the border - then again, and again, and again - until whatever it was finally found the confidence it needed, and was audaciously touching, caressing me down there - and, whatever or whoever it was, it remained unseen. I moaned in ecstasy as the unseen force found my delicate part’s burgeoning bud, and focused all its energies on tickling and massaging it. I cooed, oohed and ahhed, until the throes of my first ever orgasm overwhelmed and engulfed me. I was out of breath afterwards, and soon thereafter, the unseen force left without making itself known to me.
My entire body felt tingly. I was flushed, and I wanted it to pleasure me again.
‘Great. Whatever that thing was, it was slowly but surely turning me into a nymphomaniac!’
I fingered myself three times before I actually did any form of bathing and washing.
After my bath, I dressed in my cheerleading uniform with matching socks and sneakers, but funny, sans underwear. And, if it wasn’t really my bad luck day, the climate suddenly became windy! I had to look around carefully because my short cheerleading skirt kept billowing upwards, exposing my delicate part for all to see (thank goodness I was able to shave my wiry coif down there before our house burned to the ground!).
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I made my way towards the custodian’s cottage eastward of the main gates. Small but very cozy, and the fireplace was left lit, much-needed warmth emitting from the bright orange flames. I quickly opened the small fridge that stood beside the antique oven, and pored over its contents. I satiated my hunger with a reheated bowlful of veal casserole, and a glass of milk. Afterwards, I settled down, seated in Indian-style, in front of the fireplace to rest for a while, before leaving the comfy cottage to wander around the campus.
I decided to walk-off the excess pounds she might have incurred by finishing off the whole casserole, and soon reached the Academy’s infamous Petrified Maze. “Why not?” I asked myself, as I toyed with the idea of entering such notorious place by herself, “I bet it’ll be fun, and besides, I’ve got nothing else to do until Uncle Jonin comes back, so I’ll have company!” So, gamely entered the maze, I did, without thinking of a ‘probable’ surprise in stored for me inside.
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It only took a few minutes before panic settled on my frail nerves because all of my adrenaline was already spent when I was convincing Keichiro and practically begging the firefighters to let me enter our burning house to save some of things inside.
I was exhausted to the bone, so when I finally reached the center of the maze, I welcomed the sight of a wide slab of a bench, and lay down to sleep.
My slumber was dreamless, which enabled me to slowly become conscious of my surroundings before I truly opened my eyes.
Eyes. Even if mine was still closed, I can feel someone was staring down at me, very intently.
As I opened my eyes to see my mystery looker, I gasped, as I recognized our Academy Dean, Longfellow Lee Wakamatsu, gazing at me straight to the eyes. “Ohayo gozaimasu, Gakkan Wakamatsu-san!” I greeted smilingly, though even I felt my smile was tired stiff.
He returned the smile with uncertainty, and asked, “Pardon my abruptness, but why are you at school? It’s Saturday, Nishida, and you’re here inside the maze, of all places in the entire campus!” “I understand your incredulity, Sir… But, since you seemed not to have been given the tragic news, I’ll share it with you myself, Sir: Last night, or early this morning, whatever applies - the house my brother and I shared burned to the ground, leaving us with nothing but the clothes on our back!”
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I truly felt downtrodden and downhearted, and I can’t accept the fact that it happened to me and to the house I’ve lived in since I first came to this world. It was pure injustice.
“I’m sorry to hear that, Nishida…” Dean Wakamatsu said quietly, “I guess that would explain why you’re not currently wearing any form of underwear…” My jaw dropped open in shock. I hastily looked down, and saw my legs spread-eagled, giving the Dean a bird’s-eye-view of my delicate anatomical part.
Color drained from my face as I realized what had transpired, and even if I wanted to snap my thighs shut together, I could no longer see the use, when the Dean already had an eyeful anyway.
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Still, the Dean didn’t take his eyes off my delicate part. In fact, if I know better, he was already ‘tinkering’ and ‘manipulating’ the said part in his mind. So I cleared my throat, and it was only at that moment that the Dean realized what he was doing all the time. “Forgive me…” he drawled huskily, flushed in embarrassment, “I didn’t know…”
I have to admit that I was so aroused just by thinking that the Dean was staring intently at my vagina for more than ten minutes, all his cares and worries obviously forgotten.
The world only consisted of himself, the maze and my pussy, which was already dripping with my intoxicating juices, which subsequently filled the air.
Emboldened, I spread my legs even further, astounding the Dean, who slipped and landed on his butt.
“There’s no use, Gakkan Wakamatsu, to put up a pretense of modesty on my part when you already ogled my cunt (he winced blushingly) like other men do with whores,” I removed my cheerleading uniform, as the Dean looked on in amazement, and added, “Well, you had your fill - now, satisfy me in return!”
I stood up, walked over to the dumbfounded Dean, and unbuttoned his polo shirt with my deft fingers; I unzipped his fly and off with his trousers, until all that was left was his thermal vest and white Jockey briefs, housing a painfully-erect penis, which was battling courageously to break free.
Certainly, I didn’t disappoint the thrusting tool, and ripped off the fabric that imprisoned it. (I kept the vest on because I liked to)
I knelt carefully on the ground, bent slightly, until my lips reached his throbbing gargantuan penis, and focused my attention in bringing the said tool of copulation to its pleasurable brink.
Slurping sounds brought about my expert sucking and licking filled our current environs, as the Dean closed his eyes in ecstasy, and raised his hips to meet my carnal ministrations.
Being a member of his species, the Dean, who, by now, was also stark naked as I am, had already removed his thermal vest, didn’t last long, and soon enough, he was spewing his milky fluids on me - my face, my breasts, my abdomen, my thighs - that seemed to last for eternity.
Blood was surging through my clitoris, engorging it until it resembled a tiny version of what the Dean had. “Ooohhh…” I sighed, as crushed my breasts and pinched my nipples, while the Dean looked on, well-spent.
“Fuck me, Gakkan Wakamatsu-san, please put it in me - I need it so much…” I breathed huskily, as I fingered myself, crazed with desire.
The Dean jacked himself off furiously, willing his penis to stand up and do its duty to me.
Thankfully, it cooperated, and I took that as my cue to mount my lusty Dean.
|~I. Am. A. Virgin.~|
Funny, that thought no longer crossed my mind, as I lowered myself on the Dean’s hard-as-steel sexual rod. He held me by my hips, and when he was surely inside me, his hands found my bosom, and tugging my pointed nubs to their limit.
I remained inert, even if I already straddled the Dean, taking my sweet time in letting my body, which, for the first time, finally encountered a penis, to fully adjust - as the Dean began sucking my nipples like a hungry infant receiving his Daily Recommended Allowance of Breast milk from his Mother.
When the initial pain finally subsided, I slowly began moving up then down, and repeated that pleasure-giving process, as if I was riding the Carousel in the Mall. The Dean’s balls slapping my pert butt, as his calloused fingers found my clitoris, and began massaging it with his right index and middle fingers, while his left fingers pried my labia apart for better access.
“Oooohhhh… Aaaahhhhh… Don’t stop, don’t stop… Please! Uhhh… Oooohhhhh… Ooh, ooh, ohh! Faster, harder… please, harder, faster! Yes, yes, yes… Yeeeesssssss…”
An orgasm from my very first sexual intercourse.
It robbed me of my mental faculties and speech - I moaned, I groaned, I sighed, I grunted animal-like as my juice-leaking pussy milked the Dean’s cock dry.
I dropped atop the Dean, who embraced me tightly, with my breasts crushed sensuously by his toned chest.
We kissed torridly, our tongues lashing out yet savoring each other.
Then, we subsequently went off to slumberland in each other’s arms.
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I never encountered the thing that awakened my sexuality - most probably because it already had served its purpose to me - inside the old prefect’s bathroom ever again.
Though it doesn’t mean it never struck again…
Just recently, one of my classmates, Makiko, divulged to me a bizarre incident inside the old prefect’s bathroom, which mirrored what I’ve experienced some time ago.
She also shared to me that after that fateful incident, she became insatiably horny.
So horny that she managed to gather her suddenly-audacious courage to approach Professor Arashi, our mutual Phys. Ed. teacher, unclothed one night. The professor didn’t put up much fight, she told me, since Makiko is a gorgeous and voluptuous young woman, well-endowed and skilled in the art of pleasure, and since then, they would fuck each other like rabbits each and every night… just like the Dean and me.
The Dean. Even if he was twenty years my senior, I really don’t care one bit. He’s handsome, virile, strong and HUGE! So, was there anything else I could ask for!? I’m perfectly contented, as of the moment.
Since my house burned to the ground, I occupied the room, which had a secret adjoining door, next to the Dean’s at school - just perfect for our midnight trysts!
And, for the first time in my life, I could say I’m really happy…
Notice the beaming smile on my face!? [winks]
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Quickly walking down the hallway toward her classroom and lost in her own thoughts, she suddenly realized that the school day was over. Fridays are the worst for both teachers and their students—of course the students want to be out of class, and the teachers definitely look forward to the weekends too. Two days away from complaints, paperwork, and tests are almost like a mini-vacation for some teachers.
Being a new teacher had its ups and downs. She was also stuck with more to deal with than many of the older teachers at school. Obviously they use the same lesson plans and worksheets that had been copied for the previous years’ lessons. Unfortunately, most of her planning had to take place over the weekend. Too lost in her thoughts, she accidentally bumped into Mr. McCall his way back to his own classroom.
“I am so sorry,” she exclaimed. Slowing bending over to help him pick up his scattered stack of papers, she noticed Jarrod McCall taking a quick peek down the front of her v-neck, baby blue sweater.
“Kate,” Jarrod began slowly, “I was wondering…well, if you don’t have plans this weekend….”
Jarrod had to be one of the shyest men that Kate had ever met in her whole twenty-five years of existence. From the first day they had met during orientation at the new high school, Kate knew that there was something special about this man. Noticing the odd, almost painful expression on his face, she immediately answered his unfinished question.
“Jarrod, I would absolutely love to get out of the house this weekend. What do you have in mind?” Kate had always been good at reading people. It almost seemed like a gift at times. She was also quite sure that this gift was one reason she could relate to many of her teenage students so well.
“Well, I was hoping you might like to have dinner tomorrow night. I have a stack of Algebra tests that I have to grade tonight, so that should leave tomorrow open,” Jarrod said with a nervous, almost giddy, laugh.
“I think that would be absolutely wonderful. I need to finish this stack of essays before Monday morning, but I’ll get to them sooner or later. Just give me a call later tonight, and we’ll work out the details,” she replied.
Turning to back toward her classroom, she smiled slightly as she realized her secret little fantasy might just come true.
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Having dozed off, she nearly jumped out of her own skin when the telephone rang. Fighting the sleep that had taken hold of her body, she reached toward the night stand for the phone.
“Hello?” she asked groggily into the receiver.
“Kate, it’s Jarrod. Were you sleeping? I could call back later when it’s a more convenient time.”
Jarrod’s words were spoken so quickly that Kate barely realized what he was saying.
“No, I’m totally awake,” she said, laughing slightly. Please, please, please, she thought, just tell me that you want to come over and fuck me right now. Why can’t you just bring your shy ass on over and let me teach you something new? Although she knew these thoughts stemmed from the numerous sexual dreams she had about Jarrod, she also knew that it was very unlikely that these thoughts would ever develop into something tangible.
“I’m sorry it’s so late, but I was just calling to make sure you were still up for my invitation for dinner tomorrow.” Jarrod’s voice, unmistakingly, contained a slight tremor as he said these words.
“Oh, I’m definitely looking forward to it.” Kate grinned as she managed to slip her free hand under the canary yellow sheets to find her already hardening nipples. Honestly, she thought, I’m up for anything with you.
“Let me ask you a quick question,” she said with some reservation in her voice. “Why haven’t you asked me out before now? We’ve been working together for almost six months now, but you’ve managed to wait this long. You should’ve been able to figure out that I do find you extremely attractive, but you seem so shy most of the time,”
“Frankly,” Jarrod began, “I think maybe I should tell you a little bit about me. To be honest, I am a very shy person, and that has been a downfall for me throughout the years. And if you don’t mind my saying so, it has really affected my relationships in a sexual way. I mean,” he said, trying to control the nervousness in his voice, “
“Well,” Kate began, “You have nothing to worry about with me. I think you’re a wonderfully sweet man, and your past is just that – your past. Let’s just concentrate on having a wonderful time tomorrow night, and we’ll see what the future holds for us both.” Hanging up the phone, she smiled as she felt the warmth of increasing dampness between her legs.
Jarrod arrived just in time, and Kate was waiting for him at the door.
“I thought we could just stay in tonight, if that’s okay with you,” she said slyly. “Besides, I’ve already fixed supper.”
Staring at the see-through lingerie that Kate was wearing, Jarrod was speechless.
“I guess you like what you see?” she asked.
Taking him by the hand, Kate led Jarrod to the cream colored sofa in the living room. Having lit some candles before he arrived, the room was just bright enough for her to see the rather large bulge that was beginning to develop in the front of his pants. Nice, she thought, and actually bigger than I had imagined it seems. Now, let’s see what he really has to offer.
Pulling Jarrod down to the couch, Kate moved in for the kiss that she had waited so long to feel. Softly at first, she began to kiss his lips and move her tongue over his. Then she felt his hand move up to the side of her neck and into her hair. Slowly he intertwined his fingers into her thick brown hair.
Quickly she unbuttoned his baby blue shirt while never breaking the kiss that was becoming extremely intense. Reaching the last button, she moved her hand down to rub against the ever-hardening cock inside Jarrod’s pants.
“What do you want?” Jarrod asked, breaking the silence that had enveloped them.
“What does it feel like,” Kate said as she placed his free hand between her warm thighs.
“I thought maybe this is what you wanted,” he whispered quietly as he moved the material of her lingerie aside and let the wetness of her pussy drowned his fingers.
Kate gasped as she felt one finger push its way inside of her. She never thought that Jarrod would make a move. Honestly, she thought that she would initiate every move.
Pulling her hair with a force she wasn’t prepared for, Kate’s head moved back as Jarrod kissed forcefully down the side of her neck. Her nipples already being exposed, he quickly took one into his mouth and bit down.
Kate cried out as she felt the force of his teeth bare down on her hardened nipple. Moving quickly, Jarrod took the other nipple in his mouth and bit down, pulling her nipple outward.
“And you thought you were going to teach me something tonight, right?” Jarrod laughed mockingly. “You happened to be wrong because tonight,” he paused briefly as he shoved a second finger inside her wet pussy, “I’m going to teach you something new.”
Laughing, Jarrod started finger fucking Kate faster and harder, making her cry out with a mixture of pain and ecstasy.
With one nipple in his mouth and two fingers moving in and out of her, Kate realized that sometime Jarrod had managed to lower his own khaki pants and she felt something much larger than his finger begin to press against her. What the hell? Raising her head up from the cushion on the couch, Kate saw the biggest cock that she had ever seen protruding in front of Jarrod. Judging from the quick peak of what she would be feeling, she guessed that he was ever bit of nine or ten inches in length. Bracing herself, she felt the head slip into her quivering body.
Jarrod pulled back briefly to yank off the black panties hindering his path, then pushed hard as he slipped his thick cock back into her once again. He heard her gasp and saw her eyes were shut tight against the length of his hard cock entering her body.
Her large breasts bounced each time he pushed into her, and she cried out as he pushed her legs up so that her ankles were near her head. Fucking deep into her pussy, Jarrod pushed down on her legs as he balanced himself atop of her.
Suddenly, she felt him move away from her and felt him roughly turn her small frame over so he could fuck her from behind. Standing now, she braced herself against the back of the couch and could feel her breasts hanging down. She felt his hands rub against her sensitive clit for a moment and pinch her tinder nipples b