decided that she must have liked it because of the suggestive

way she dressed. She looked up at him and gave him a warm smile.

“Ms. Sanders will be right with you.” She said through

pouty red lips, and gave him another big smile.

Mike said thanks and then sat down and fumbled with a

magazine. He was nervous as hell. He always seemed to be before

his sessions with Ms. Sanders. His heart thumped in his chest and

he waited in anticipation for his time with her.

Suddenly, as he heard the all to familiar clicking of her

heels on the tile, he stood up straight and put his magazine down.

She came around the corner and he immediatly fell in behind her

to follow her back to her office. His sexual bliss was starting

to roll into motion starting with the click of her heels on the

ground. There was just something about the way that sounded.

Mabey it was the fact that that sound reminded him of how good

she looked with heels and the short skirted buisness suits

she always wore. He looked at her soft brown hair and her

supple skin and yearned to touch and feel her. He wanted to

become drunk with her feel and touch her everywhere. He sighed

and walked into her office behind her.

As Ms. Sanders walked around behind him to close the door,

he noticed that the room seemed strange and alien to him. He

thought that it was probably just the gloom outside, but he

still couldn’t help to notice just how dark it seemed in the room.

Even stranger then that, he heard the click of a locking door

behind him and whirled around to see Ms. Sanders walking away from

it. He immediatly made eye contact with her and dropped his

gaze as he was immediatly met with her cold penetant stare. He felt

ashamed for his childish thinking thast because she had locked the

door it had meant anything. He mentally kicked himself for thinking

in that way and walked over to the long black leather couch and

sat down quite heavily. He then manuvered into a laying position

and crossed his hand on his chest. He looked over to the side of

him and saw Ms. Sanders gathering some papers from her desk.

He couldn’t help but to admire her. He looked at her sleek and long

legs wrapped so comfortably in sheer black nylons. She was actually

not very tall, but with help from her shiny black heels she stood

at an impressive hight. He gazed at her legs and the blackness

that they dissapeared into working under her black skirt. That too

hugged her body and showed off every curve that she possesed, which

was enough to make the mind reel. He rested his head back onto

the couch and waited for their session to begin.

He heard her as she walked back over to him, and slid over

a chair for her to sit on. He turned his head just in time to watch

her sit down right next to him facing him. Her beautiful legs were

so close to his face that he could see a small birthmark just on

the other side of the shadow which dissapeared further up her

legs. He heard the sound of sheer nylons rubbing together as she

started moving her leg up to cross it. As she crossed her legs, in

…End of the part2. To be continued..

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What are you up to Mac?”

“I was just going to drop by to see if you had changed your mind yet? How about

dinner?”

“All right. But, only dinner.”

“No dessert?”

“Perhaps, but I am watching my weight,” she said, licking her lips unconsciously.

“How about around six?” he offered.

“Sounds good.”

She knew she was setting herself up for another fall, but she had always had

trouble saying no to Mac. “I can handle having dinner with him,” she thought,

reassuring herself.

Sitting at her desk, she noticed a small petite black girl leaving Lydia’s

office. The girl was definitely a beauty and probably had all the boys falling at

her feet. It seemed ironic to Janine as she thought about Lydia and all the

signs, which she had missed, that now so clearly suggested she was bisexual if

not lesbian. It was hard thinking of Lydia in that way. She had always seemed so

calm, reserved, and rather asexual. Evidently, there was a lot more to her than

appearances suggested.

***

By the end of the day, Dianne found herself alone in her office with damp panties

and a caffeine rush. Too much caffeine gave her way too much energy, making her

bounce off the walls. She looked forward to meeting Mac privately to get to know

him better, so taking matters into her own hands she had put a note on his desk

asking him to drop by for a chat. Life had become boring in the past month or so.

Her summer had been filled with hot sex and companionship, but then Bill had

shipped off to southeast Asia somewhere. Of course, she polished his pistol for

him before he departed, but that had been over four weeks ago. While she did

indulge in a casual one nighter here and there, she had not been thoroughly

fucked in over a week.

Dianne once had thought of going to a sex addicts meeting, but she figured she

would probably screw all the members. She started to fantasize about all the

different kind of “members” that would be at a sex addicts meeting. “It would be

like a candy shop,” she thought. She shook her head, trying to clear her mind of

such tantalizing thoughts, as she started to go through her lecture notes for the

next day.

“Come on in,” she announced, after hearing the knock at the office door. She

licked her lips and casually ran her hand down to smooth out her dress.

…End of the part7. To be continued..

forced her tongue through Jerome’s thick lips. Jerome sensed the capitulation of

her tender white body. Anna was making squealing sounds as she tried to force

his cock deep into her aching slit.

Jim kneeled next to the banister. His own manhood was hard and he reached down

and stroked himself through his trousers. As his wife screamed her surrender….

and she begged for more of the adulterous cock to take her tender treasures Jim’s

cock spewed forth it’s sticky discharge. Bent over next to the railing of the

stairs he felt his tension and his strength drain through the tip of his cock.

His wife, Anna, was rapidly reaching her own climax. She had a death grip on her

black lover. Jerome thrust forward and succeeded in burying the entire ten

inches of thick black cock deep into her womb.

Anna’s screams reverberated through out her large house. Her husband leaned

against the banister; completely spent. The front of his pants were soaked with

his creme and he had a far away look on his face.

Jerome felt the sharp fingernails as they clawed into his back ripping the

skin…… Mrs. Anna Belvoir reached her climax…… she wasn’t content with

only one. Jerome slowed his pile hammered ass to gentle thrusts and allowed the

pretty white wife to climax a second and then third time. As Anna struggled with

her release she felt the powerful hips start their circular movement. The thick

black cock was touching each nerve in her stuffed tender hole. The torrent of

scalding black cum coated and stung the tender pink pussy folds.

At long last the two lovers feel back on the bed with their tongues still

dueling……. Both were panting and the release of scalding cum started leaking

out the side of Anna’s elastic pussy and stained the white sheets. Jerome

suddenly felt heavy; his dead weight stretched out on the long lean pretty wife

of Mr. Jim Belvoir. When Anna’s breathing returned to normal she nudged the

contented black lover to rise. He raised back on his haunches with his still

hard black cock still firmly lodged into Anna’s sweet passage.

“Tell me Mrs. Belvoir….. What became of your birth control pills ?” Jerome

quietly asked.

Anna looked up with a puzzled look on her face. “You threw my birth control

pills in the waste basket Mr. Bettis,” she quietly answered.

Smiling Jerome looked down at Anna’s pretty heaving chest. “My black sperm will

not produce a black baby tonight; but………… Every time I fill you with my

black seed you have an opportunity to carry my baby….. Do you want a black

baby growing in your tight little tummy, Mrs. Belvoir ?”

A look of shock quickly transformed the puzzled look on the pretty white wife.

“I don’t want to get pregnant Mr. Bettis…….” she quietly answered.

Jerome pushed his semi hard prick into her now leaking stretched pussy. “I am

…End of the part24. To be continued..

skill to service the smoldering middle age beauty the good Mr. Bougehard managed

to rendezvous with Mrs. Anna Belvoir at the exclusive Chestwood Hotel in downtown

Memphis on a rather regular basis. And now…….this pompous young black

upstart had the audacity to demand that Anna would now be HIS assistant. As the

other eleven white partners sat looking with amused expressions he finally

surrendered his plaything……..”If you feel you need the services of Mrs.

Belvoir; then she is at your disposal Mr. Bettis,” the Senior Partner finally

offered. There were several bemused sighs as the other partners in the law firm

rejoiced at the older man’s humiliation at the hands of the young arrogant black

attorney.

Jerome then turned to leave the gathering and mentioned over his shoulder, “Bring

me Mrs. Belvoir’s personal file and her security file. I need to review her

qualifications before I meet with her in thirty minutes.”

Rage engulfed Mr. Bougehard Wright’s face as he was ordered about by the most

junior partner of the huge law firm; and a “black porch monkey” at that. Angrily

he ordered the trifle task to be performed by one of his smirking white

colleagues. As he thought about the pretentious request he asked himself how the

newest attorney knew about the “security” reports that the firm had compiled on

all partners and staff of the law firm. The security report was routinely

updated by a local private investigating firm on all members of the firm and

contained from time to time very sensitive information about the individuals

partners and employees. This data enabled him; the most senior partner to know

all the weaknesses; vices and other incriminating details about those who worked

under him. His mind drifted knowing the details in Mrs. Anna Belvior’s private

file.

When Boughard returned to his office he stood beside Anna’s large cherry desk

directly outside his inner office. “I’m afraid that Mr. Bettis has requested

that you be assigned to assist him in the Greater Louisiana Oil Company case.

I’m………….sorry,” he managed to speak as he turned and walked hurriedly

into his office. The large oak door shut solidly…….

Anna could not believe what he had just told her…. Mrs. Anna Belvoir was

brought up on an elegant old South plantation in Southern Alabama. She could

trace her ancestry back to the Civil War and she had attended all the right

finishing schools. Her disgust of Black People in general and Mr. Bettis in

particular was well known throughout the office. She considered herself above the

black race and had on many occasions explained her views that they should still

be “shackled and working in the cotton fields; with a heavy dose of the cat

o’nine tales applied liberally……….”

She was quickly brought out of her stupor when one of the other secretaries

stopped in front of her desk. “Mr. Bettis wants you in his office; Now!” she

brusquely informed the vacant staring beauty. Mrs. Anna Belvoir was the most

senior para legal and she was in charge of training and disciplining all the

other staff in the large office. Most, if not all, disliked her patronizing and

…End of the part2. To be continued..

Jim, uneasy in this new and different environment; answered quickly.

“No……she hasn’t.”

Jerome turning to the pretty white wife smiled. “Why my dear… I thought that

you would tell your husband about your new master… and his new demands. Tell

your husband our little arrangement at the office Anna.”

Anna shifted nervously in her chair. She felt Jerome’s hand as it rested on her

knee.

“Mr. Bettis is my new supervisor at work Jim. He…… he has made my duties very

clear. I…. ah….” Anna tried to answer.

Anna felt the strong hand slide upper her upper thighs. It gripped her upper leg

in it’s vice like grip. “Don’t be shy Anna. You may tell your husband what your

punishment was this morning when you disobeyed my dress code.”

Anna’s wide emerald eyes turned toward her husband. She then hurriedly turned

back to Jerome’s stern black face. Looking down at the table she softly answered

her master’s question. “Jerome established a dress code for me. The dress I

wore today was not short enough and he……… He spanked me for disobeying

him, Jim…”

Jim sat at the table. His mouth was gaping open. He turned to Jerome, “You

spanked my wife ?” he asked astoundingly.

Jerome merely laughed at the white boy husband. He turned again to his

plaything, “Show your husband where I marked you Mrs. Belvoir.”

Anna shook her head……. “Please don’t make me Jerome…”

“Show your husband where I put my mark on you. You disobeyed me and you were

punished. Show him now or I will spank you again,” Jerome ordered. He was

becoming agitated at Anna’s disobedience. He looked at the husband…… the

husband was excited and he was……..frightened by the black man sitting at his

supper table.

“I want you to leave Mr. Bettis…NOW,” Jim ordered.

Jerome’s face hardened and he turned to look at the panicky husband. He reached

over the short distance separating the two men and savagely cuffed the husband on

the side of his head. The blow was a glancing blow and the impact didn’t draw

blood. Jim’s stunned eyes however summed up the dramatic change in the kitchen

of Mr. and Mrs. Jim Belvoir.

“You sit there and shut up. You speak again and you and I will retire to the

back yard and only one of us will return to be with your lovely wife. Do you

understand me white boy ?” Jerome sharply established.

…End of the part18. To be continued..

as the tormenting fingers buried deep in her hole.

Jerome cruelly twisted Anna’s nipples as his arousal roared to a peek with the

death grip of the white wife’s delicate fingers.

The poor white wife struggled to reach climax. She thrusted her hips down

against the menacing black fingers. A third finger lodged itself into her tight

passage and Anna struggled to open her hole to the gripping black fingers.

Jerome was the first………. White scalding cum shot from his long hose. The

spunk coated the bunched white skirt of the beautiful middle age wife. She felt

the wet discharge and the knowledge pushed her own tight body over the burning

threshold.

The staff heard the passionate scream from the inner office. They looked at each

other and smiled. A universal thought was in everyone’s mind. “Little Miss

Goody Two Shoes; the senior partner’s mistress was getting what she

deserved…..”

Anna fell to her knees as her climax made her body shudder. The probing black

fingers followed her to the floor and continued to fill her seeping hole. Her

lips were swollen and red as she tried to crawl away but the black man would not

allow the pretty wife escape. Anna crawled to the window but the black followed

her. She started to pull herself up when she felt the hard black cock scrape the

top of her stockings.

“NOOOOOOOOOO,” she screamed.

Theodore buried his cock hard and deep. The wet channel provided the lubrication

for the initial insertion and the forceful impalement prevented Mrs. Anna

Belvoir’s escape. She was forced against the four foot ledge in front of the

window as the black had total control of her tender chute. After the initial

insertion Anna was able to relax….and accept the long prod. The half naked

secretary was brutally fucked until she screamed for release.

She felt Theodore tighten….. and then felt the hot liquid coat her inner

chamber. The tip of his black cock had pushed against her cervix and caused her

pain…before feeling the total impalement ignited her second climax. The two

sex partners collapsed on the floor. Theodore nuzzled Anna’s tender neck and

sucked a large dark hickey on the soft flesh. Anna merely lay exhausted; lodged

between the ledge and her first black lover.

As she lay breathing heavily on the carpet she felt something wet caress her

lips. She opened her eyes and seen the angry purple head of Jerome’s huge black

cock. Gripping the monster in his fist he rubbed it against Anna’s delicate lips

until she slowly parted them. Jerome inched the purple head into her wet and

warm oral cavity and let her tongue clean the half dried jism. Anna

subserviently serviced her master with her mouth. She tongue washed the still

hard prong. It took only a few minutes for the huge black balls to empty

…End of the part13. To be continued..

Mary pushed and soon the vegetable was buried eight inches into Jane. Mary
stood back to survey the scene, and picked up the Polaroid camera. She
framed the shot and soon displayed to Jane the fine sight of her arse with
protruding cucumber.

Mary now took a pair of scissors and cut Jane’s panties clean off her.

“It’s got to come now Mary! I have to dump this load!”

“Then go ahead.”, said mary, with a grin, looking down at peter and adding
“Are you ready young man?”

“Grrrnnn….nnnnnnnnn” Jane was pushing.

Janes’s shit hole started to gape and the huge contents emerged. Mary
quickly took a couple of more Polaroids. Jane now let loose a strong
yellow and very stinky stream of piss which splashed and cascaded over
Peter’s head. Peter attempted to catch as much of it as he could in his
mouth, and swallowed thirstily.

There stood jane. Now semi-sqautting from her standing position, with one
large green cucumber protrding from her cunt now partnered by a good five
inches of fat shit sticking from her shit hole.

“Jane! Now I want you to drop the cucumber from your cunt and take hold of
your turd and push it all out into your palm”, Mary commanded.

Jane reached round, pulling the cucumber from her cunt and lettinf Peter
catch it. he sniffed the musky pissy vegetable and took a bite from it.

Now Jane had the emerging turd cupped in her hand. She started to push it
out, the monstrous beast curling onto her hand. It was very large though,
and a couple of bits broke off and descnded with a splat onto Peter’s face.

Mary was shooting more Polaroids. She then put down the camera as jane
moved around with the turs in her hands.

“Give it to me Jane”

Mary held out her hands and recieved the dark, stinking gift.

“Massage Peter ?”

The two women knelt down beside Peter and, when mary had dumped the handful
onto his chest, both of them started to massage it all over him. It
mingled and tangled with his chest hair.

“Now Peter, I have a little examination to perform. Lift up your legs and
spread them”

Peter, still in stunned silence, simply obeyed. Mary got down between his
legs and parted his arse cheeks. With one very shitty finger she geban to
proble his hole.

“While I do this Jane, see if you can wash some of that lovely stuff of his
chest”

So, Jane straddled Peter and with her hands parted wide her cunt lips. The
odours in the room were now intoxicating. Soon piss started to cascade
from Jane. She gyrated her hips and used her fingers to hose all over
Peters chest. Lumps of spread shit mingled with the piss and started to
run off the side of Peter’s body.

By now, Mary had two fingers buried full length into Peter…

Part 6

The final dribbles of piss dripped from Jane down onto Peter’s chest. The
stink in the room was now overwhelming.

“Mary, what can you feel up there? Has Peter been saving something up for
us my love?”

Mary had her fingers ( three of them now ) buried well into Peter’s hole.

“Well, let me put it like this, I think our lovely Peter here has not
visited the bathroom for a poo for a while!”

Both women giggled uncontrolably.

“Right Peter,” said Mary, attempting a touch of control in her voice, and
sliding her shitty fingers from his arse, go and kneel over there on the
sofa with your arse sticking out towards us. And remain silent!”

Peter stood and went over to the sofa. He kneeled as instructed, resting
his head and arms on the back of the sofa.

“Spread thos legs and cheeks young man!”, ordered Jane.

Mary pressed her lips to Peter’s smeared hole. “mmmm.. tasty! I think you
need to go Peter, yes?”

Peter began his poo poo. Mary probed at his his hole has he pushed. “Mmm,
bulging nicely Peter. Let have a good lick at it!” As she licked Peter’s
ruddy brown anus it widened suddenly and the first inch of a good sized
chocky stick appeared.

Mary, on impulse, opened her mouth wide … to receive the package!

Peter grunted, throwing his head back, his abdomen contracting hard.

Jane stood over this scene with a hand on each of Peter’s cheeks, ensuring
they were well spread.

Now, Mary had in her wide open mouth,the remote end of Peter’s shit. It
was solid and medium dark. Her lips were sealed around it as if giving a
blow job!

“Oh God, this is fantastic” exclaimed Jane, “but I need something in me!”

Jane released Peter’s cheeks and retrieved the nibbled cucumber from
earlier. She simply swuatted down and rammed the thing almost full length
into her aching pussy. As she did so, she groaned and grunted, determined
to force out another shit to accompany the scene unfolding in front of her.

Mary had her back to Jane. She took her mouth away from Peter’s poo for a
momnet , revealing a rather fetching brown lipstick! She demanded a
description of what Jane was doing”

“I have the cucumber up my cunt. Grrrr..nnnn. And I’m having a poo on the
carpet. Here it comes. I’ll just reach around and get a bit. It feels
quite soft this one, Ahhh.. ther, I have it. Now I think I’ll take a
little taste!”

Jane brought the small roundish turd to her lips and licked. Then, a bite.

Mary had returned to Peter’s toilet duties. The turd had now fully exited
from his hole. Mary held the single long brown sausage in her had and
sucked on it. Jane came over to admire.

“Well done Peter! It’s a beauty!”, Jane praised.

Soon, the women gathered up all the pieces of shit that they could find
around. There was plenty now. They lay Peter down and piled the load all
over his body, moudling and pressing it onto him. Mary decorated her large
and rounded breasts with globs of it, teasing her nipples as she did so.

“My turn on the cock now I think Mary!”

Jane mounted Peter’s cock, which was now fit to burst, forcing her shit
hole down onto it. Her arse hole was so shitty it slipped in quite easily.
She slid herself down it’s full length. As she rose and fell on his tool,
it became more and more streaked with dark chocolatey shit.

Meanwhile Mary straddled Peter’s face and pressed her hard worked holes
hard against him. She rubbed her cunt and shit hole hard against his face.
Building up to orgasm now, she reached forward and smeared shit from his
body on her own breasts and face, licking her fingers as she did so. She
beagn to come in explosive waves.

Peter was also about to come. Jane was gasping loudly as she pumped
Peter’s cock in and out of her shit hole. She rubbed her pissy cunt and
clit hard.

The first sound from Peter for a long time now, “Arrrrhhhh arrhhhh yes!
yes!”. Peter delivered a hot jet of come up Janes’arse. His cock pulsed
and squirted deep inside her. As soon as the last wave of come had ended,
jane immediately lifted herself off, shitting out Peter’s cock. In a rush,
she pushed mary away and squatted legs very wide over Peter’s open mouth
and pushed out a slimy brown stream of cum and shit straight into it.

All three now lay collapsed exhausted. Shit and piss was all over each of
them and on the floor and furniture.

“Well”, said jane, “I guess we could go out for dinner now!”

They all laughed.

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like, right? Believe me, I know…” She was looking me straight in the eye, and

I felt like a bug on a windshield. But I bit the bullet; what the hell. “Yes, I

was looking. You are…” I groped for a word as her smile widened. “…very

pretty.” Her eyes widened. “Pretty? Well, thank you, Jack. You’re not too bad

yourself.” She turned again and bent over at the waist, reaching for something

on the ground. My gaze was traveling up her legs when I caught her looking at me

and grinning. “Yes, you’re very pretty.” I was totally losing my grip, and I

started babbling. “Yeah, I remember you and your friends… Me and my coworker

were looking at all of you, but I was mostly looking at you.” She straightened

and resumed her perch. “Uh huh. Don’t you think it’s, like, wrong to look at

women that way? We’re not objects, you know.” Her smile was so fetching, a

beauty to behold. Some women turn and hide their grins, and some are more bold,

but she took the cake. Her smile was a tiger trap I would have gladly put my

head into. I frowned. “True, true. But sometimes you ladies seem to want us to

look, right? Like you said, you know when guys stare at you. Obviously you like

it.” “Uh huh. I do like it. I like it a lot.” She squirmed a bit, rubbing her

legs together. “Sometimes I think I like it too much…” Mimicking her pose on

the desk, I bent forward and matched her conspiratorial tone. “What do you

mean?” “Well…” She bit her lip. “Sometimes when I get guys to look at me, I

get really turned on…” She paused. I didn’t say a word. “Sometimes I can’t

wait to touch myself. I mean, I can’t wait until I get home… Sometimes I find

a place where I can get away with it, and go ahead and do it.” “…Like where?” I

prodded. “Well, like the other night when my girlfriends and I were here… This

older guy was near me in a row of books, and he was holding this book like he was

reading it, but really he was looking at me… I was squatting down to look at

the lowest shelf, and he was looking down my dress at my tits.” My erection,

noticbly pushing against the front of my pants, pulsed at her words. I bent over

further, hoping to disguise the bulge, but she couldn’t see from where she was

and continued. “So, he’s doing this pathetic job of pretending to read, I mean

really staring, and I glance over and see his dick get hard. I mean, he was

really showing. So I stood up and made to go by him, and I ‘accidentally’

brushed my hand against his crotch. I looked up at him really sweetly and said I

was so sorry, and he practically bolted. I mean, I got this old fart all hot and

bothered –” She squirmed again. “–and that got *me* hot and bothered.” She

stood up and moved away from the desk a bit. “All he wanted, right then, was to

lift my dress…or this skirt…” She paused as she touched the hem of her skirt.

My eyes were glued to her fingers as she lifted it slightly. “…rip off my

panties…” I could see the barest hint of white panties. “…and fuck the shit

out of me.” I bit my lip. My dick was a steel rod, poking painfully into the

front of the desk. My brain wasn’t taking any calls, and my eyes were glued to

the gorgeous woman exposing herself. Suddenly she dropped the skirt and grinned.

“I’ll be right back,” she blurted. She turned and walked quickly towards the

restrooms. Realizing my mouth was open, I closed it and shook myself. What the

hell was going on here? Surely this couldn’t be legit. Was this some bizarre

trick by management to get me fired? Was this some weird setup by my roommate to

get a laugh? Thinking fast, I dialed my buddy Jeff, stationed at the other

information desk across the store. When he answered I spoke fast. “Did you see

that gorgeous redhead in the blue shirt and plaid skirt?” “No, I didn’t… Where

is she?” Wait a minute, my brain screamed. You want to share this with someone

…End of the part2. To be continued..

“I tell ya, honey, that husband of mine is a real dud in bed sometimes.
I dress sexy for him and talk sexy, and all he wants to do is shove it in me,
jerk a few times, come, and roll over and fall asleep. I really do miss the
wild times I used to have when I was younger, you know?” said Linda as she
slowly sipped at the cup of coffee in her hands.

“Exactly. I mean, I love Roger dearly, and wouldn’t really want to spend
my life with any other man, but jeeezus, I do get HORNY once in a while.”
Kate responded. “What’s the sexiest thing you’ve ever done, Lin?” she asked
almost shyly.

Linda looked at her for a few minutes, gauging the depths of the other
woman’s sensitivities. She swallowed the sip of warm coffee in her mouth and
leaned forwards surreptitiously.

“When I was in college I got drunk accidentally on purpose at a
fraternity party. After it got real late, I ended up being the only girl
there. The guys all started talking about their sexual conquests, and they
all claimed to be the worlds’ greatest lovers, you know?” She stopped for a
second to take another sip of coffee. “I said that any woman worth her salt
could outlast ten guys, and they all laughed. I challenged them. I got up
real slowly, and stripped as sexily as I could, without falling on my face!
A couple of the guys hauled some mattresses out to the living room, and I lay
down right in the center of them. I started stroking my cunt and licking my
lips really sexy, and before you know it, there were 20 or 30 naked guys
dancing around. I laid back, crooked my finger at the nearest one, and
motioned him over.

“What’ll it be, smarty?” I asked. He said he wanted to fuck me but good,
so he got down there, jerked his cock until it was hard, and shoved it in.
Let me tell you, these guys were just drunk enough so that they couldn’t last
very long. This first one must have stroked about 10 times before he shot off
straight up my pussy. The next guy wanted a blow job, so I sat up, stuffed
his teeny cock in my mouth, and a few seconds later had a sperm chaser after
all the beer I’d had.”

Linda stopped for a moment to look at her friend. Kate’s cheeks had
tinged a slight red and her eyes sparkled a bit, and Linda thought she could
see Kate’s nipples beginning to harden and poke out from the light blouse she
wore.

“Oh God, that’s hot! So what else?” queried Kate with a breathless
smile.

“So, for about the next 2 hours, I fucked and sucked every guy in that
frat house until there wasn’t a drop of sperm left in any of them, and it was
all up my pussy or down my throat, or mostly, all over my tits and face and
in my hair. At one time, I counted six guys jerking off all over my head
while I fucked this black football player’s ass off, and wouldn’t you know
they all came all over my hair and face. I had to stop and get a towel to
wipe the shit off my face. I was drenched in it, I swear!” whispered the
young wife.

“I never saw so much cum in all my life, before or since. They
absolutely ruined the mattresses, and when I finally got up, I leaked a trail
of sperm all over the house looking for a shower to rinse off in. But they
all were pooped out, and I could have gone on for another couple of hours by
then. It was great. But, I had to transfer to another college, because the
word got out, and everybody thought I was some kind of tramp or something,
so I left and went to the State University instead. That’s where I met Hank,
and we’ve been together ever since. I haven’t even seen another cock except
his since then.”

“Even on TV or a magazine or anything?” asked an incredulous Kate.

“Oh, hell, they don’t count! I’m talking about in the flesh! Hey, what
about you, Katie, what’s the wildest slutty thing YOU’VE ever done?”
questioned the leering Linda, leaning forward and licking her lips
devilishly.

“Well, I NEVER balled thirty guys in one night, if that’s what you
mean!” she responded. “In fact, I’ve never made it with more than one guy at
a time, even. Ummm, I guess the nastiest thing I ever did was ask Roger to
cum in my mouth one time while I was sucking him off.”

“ONE time! Are you telling me that you don’t sip the sperm cocktail,
young lady?” asked Linda in a mock stentorian tone.

“Wh-What?”

“You don’t swallow cum? You don’t let that gorgeous Roger shoot off in
your mouth?” Linda asked again.

“Well, it’s not that I don’t like him to, or that he hasn’t , a couple
of times. But he usually just wants to use my pussy instead, so we don’t do
a lot of oral sex or anything kinky. He doesn’t even like to lick me down
there either.”

“Oh shit honey, we’ve got to get you fucked and sucked up right one of
these days!” exclaimed the amazed Linda. “But anyway, tell me all about the
one time you let little Rog there blast off over your teeth. I wanna hear all
about it!”

“Well, it’s not as sexy a story as yours. Roger and I were making love,
…End of the part1. To be continued..

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A horse with a hard on suspended by strings *asterisk
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When the clapapplause hits, when his pud drops, and I need it bad
I simply remember my favorite things, and then I don’t feel so
sad

* This line inserted in honor of Catherine the Great, and the
new Russian democracy!Nay!

After my vocal recount of MY favorite things there wasn’t
much resistance (none, maybe?ya think?) when I knelt down in
front of him and unzipped his jeans. Having waited for what seemed
centurieshundreds of years, I immediately began to savor the
table ofcontents. As my tongue rolled around the head of his
penis, in a voice!! tempered with both extesyouch! and panic, he
murmured,
“Jesus, ClarissaHarlowe!, we can’t do this here.But
Lovelace…”
Before the not to worry reassurance crossed my lips both
of us heard a shakennot stirred Herman pounding his pudfists on
a nearby keyboard. Putting two and two together Alex began
laughing so uncontrollably that I found it my civic duty to silence
himYes, I shot him.. Retaking appendage in moutheek I began to
suck it for all it was worth.
Not being slow on the uptake, Alex slid his hands into my
blouse and discovered I was not wearing a braHoo-er!. In fact,
since it was a special occasion I had dispensed with all
underwearI dress like this at all joint sessions of congress,
state dinners, and public executions. Taking this as his cueI
broke, sank the eight ball, and blew that popsicle stand, with a
quick switch of positions we found ourselvesfacing away from each
other, preparing to duel on his large Steelcase desk. He began by
running his tongue along the curve of my small but well
malformed breast, and down my amplebelly. Bearing right at 68
degreesmy navel, he shortly found his tongue wading through my
short and curliesOh how precious! I want to bite and kiss you..
I sucked him deeper into my mouth as his tongue hit my clitAxl
Rose. He had one hand twiddling!! I don’t know you silly boy,
I’ve never twiddled my clit between tongue lapses, while his
tongue was exploring my wet cunt, darting in and outdart-like,
tracing my lips all the way back where he lightly nibbled that very
sensitive area between cunt and anusI like to call it North
Jersey, and then he gave my hole itself a gentle toothbrush but
that is the stuff of urban legends. Ooh, it was a Reach. The
Bigchill that shot up my spine caused me to gaspand retch,
sucking his pumping cock deeper into my eager mouth. His tongue
finally returned to my clit. God the walls were shakingthe Earth
was quaking my mind was aching, and we were making it. them mean
old eyes…knocking me out with those American trout.!
I could have continued with this game for a long, long time,
but as if out of no where a condom appearedoh thank you thank you
my fairy condom godmother!. My heart, already pounding double
time, started doing little flipswreaking havoc with my artificial
mitral valve. My clitty, so recently being ministered to by
tongue, started pounding in anticipation of what it knew was
comingAfter three pounds she popped.. I took the packet from him
and ripped it opennearly destroying the condom in the process..
Now, with both of us sitting on the edge of that steelcase, I
gently grasped his member [I just HAD to]we understand in one
hand and unrolled the sheath with my otherif it hurt as I
unravelled the skin from his penis he never let on. And they say
chivalry is dead. Piffle, I say.. I realized that the wrapper was
still in my hand20 more and I could get a Bazooka Joe decoder
ring. As I reached across the desk to the trash, I felt a hand on
my back, and then another reaching around my waist to my hot
pussyat first this was disconcerting since Alex was standing right
in front of me…. I knew what was comingsoon…we’d PADIDDLE!,
and I reached back to help guide his flesh missile into my anxious
(but not hardened) target??!! I thought you were sitting on the
edge of the desk??!! So *what* target? *MY SPINE*!!. Help wasn’t
needed however, and before my hand found its target, his
smartmissile found mine, and with a grunt of satisfaction he
started his long, long journey home.
With a long slow push I felt myself filling up
with…SEMPRINI??!. Then his hand came around me and started to
caress my clitman in the rowboat. ick.. Then finger twiddle,
slow stroke out, fingers, fast push in. My clamping him tight on
each outstroke was driving us both to a frenzysub-par Hitchcock,
but not without its good points, like when the camera backs away
from the woman’s apartment and down the stairs . With each beat of
the penetration, the cycle of pleasure began all over againcool
beans.. As if upon mutual pre-nuptialagreement, a soft languid
cry flowed from our lips and could have been heard if anyone had
been listeningit sounded something like, “*BARANGUS!*”.
Serendipitiouslyluckily, a loud waila great white one from
HermanMelville was produced on the opposite side of the wallhow
fortuitous!.
I wish I could describe the sound of 12 Macs crashing
simultaneously, but it really isn’t very interestingI believe you.
Honest.

RICHH

credits to RDC for that whole Alex Trebeck ruling the world thing

As they drifted off to sleep, Ann turned on John’s headset, then her own,
and they both slept soundly, deeply, letting their subconscious minds
absorb the pleasures of their new roles.

Tomorrow would see another small phase in the growth of their relationship,
until Dr. Whetmore took them to the next platform.

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A New Day Dawns

Ann was awakened to the warm wetness of John’s overflowing diapers. He’d
wet so heavily during the night he’d supersaturated the diapers, leaking at
the pantlegs and wetting the changing pad and the bed. His loud sucking had
also served to wake her, and she gently pulled his thumb from his mouth and
gave him the remainder of his bottle from last night.

Obviously he’d taken the one bottle and drained it himself during the
night, while she slept, and started the second before going to sleep again.
At any rate, he sure was wet. She’d try a little test and see how he felt
about it.

As John finished the bottle, he seemed to wake himself, and Ann said “Well
sleepy head, you sure slept soundly last night. How’s it feel to wake in
pissy diapers, like a little baby.”

To her surprise, John said “Mmmmm, it feels real nice. It’s so nice and
warm and make me feel peaceful. Thank you for helping me Ann. I know I can
be a good baby for you.”

Ann smiled, then said “Well pissy pants, time to get you up, changed and
then off to work. You’ve still got a job to do and you can’t stay in those
sopping diapers all day or you’ll get a horrible rash. Off you go to the
shower.

I’ll have to think of something different for tonite, so I don’t wind up
sleeping in a puddle too. One bedwetter in the family is bad enough,
especially one who wets as heavily as you do. Now off with you.”

John swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up, then almost fell
down as quickly as he’d gotten up. “Jeez, these diapers must have a couple
gallons of pee in them. They weigh a ton. Can’t you change me here, then
we’ll figure what to do ?”

“No way. You’re too wet to be changed here. Besides you’re still a grown
man, even if you do need diapers, so you get into the shower any way you
can. Crawl if you have to, but move it !!”

Obediently John tried again, but found there was no way he could walk with
the sodden mass between his legs. Crawl he did. Just like a little baby,
only with the heavy sodden diapers he even had trouble crawling.

Ann laughed at the sight of her 33 year old husband crawling to the shower,
in soaking, sodden diapers and then remembered the locking pins. As she
heard John get into the tub enclosure, then yell “I can’t get these off.
Can you help me please Ann ??” she started to laugh, kind of sneeringly and
said “That’s no way for a good baby to talk. Ask me nicely in a sweet baby
voice to please change your pissy diapers, and I’ll consider it.”

Reluctantly John started asking and eventually satisfied Ann by saying
“Pweez momma change pissy baby Johnny’s pissy baby diapers. Pweez momma.”
and Ann laughingly released the diaper pins letting the sodden diaper fall
to John’s feet.

After his shower, John came out to get ready for work. Instead of his
regular briefs, Ann had laid out a pair of thick, terry cloth pants, kind
of like trainer soakers toddlers wear while being toilet trained. John
yelled down to Ann “Hon these aren’t what I wear to work, what gives ???”

His baby personna was receding as he got ready for a day at the office, and
the idea of wearing baby training panties was repulsive. Sure he needed
diapers at night time, since he was such a heavy bedwetter, but training
pants during the day, no way.

Ann shouted up sternly, “Ok Mr. Pissy pants. You may think you’re all grown
up, but the evidence against you is in the washer now, or did you already
forget the condition of your diapers half an hour ago. Now I want you in
those trainers, and dressed and down here for breakfast in five minutes or
else !!”

Meekly John put the trainers on. They felt strange, yet somehow comforting.
Maybe they wouldn’t be so bad after all. They felt kind of like diapers,
but not quite so bulky.

As they had breakfast, Ann explained “I know you haven’t had any daytime
accidents for quite a while, but we don’t want to take chances. You’ve been
wetting quite heavily at night again, just like you did when you were a
baby in diapers all the time, so the training panties are a precaution. If
you have a “little” accident, it shouldn’t be so bad you get your trousers
all wet. Just be careful and pay attention and go potty when you first feel
the need.

Remember now, if you wet your pants at all, it’s back into diapers for you
during the daytime, too !!”

John hung his head and said “Yes ma’m. I’ll keep dry. Sorry I yelled
earlier, it’s just that I’m not a baby anymore. I don’t need baby pants at
work.”

Ann just smiled, handed him his bag with two spare pair of pants, and said
“We’ll see about that.”

Ann started her walkman with the music cassette and went about her
housework. As she proceeded she made a list of things she’d need. Enough
flannel for a dozen diapers, 4 more pair of plastic panties, two of the
large bottles she’d read about and one of the neighbours had said she could
get at the local pharmacy in the back of the store.

Then she looked at the DPF magazine again, and the Carloyn’s Kids catalog
and ordered a dozen of the special extra thick diapers in print patterns,
and the print nursery styled panties. She ordered 3 shortalls, two rompers,
6 pairs of sleepers and two large soothers as well.

When she was done, she figured this would be a good layette to start with,
and with her sewing talents she could make more cute baby outfits for
Johnny.

Finally, she phoned the store Dr. Rotman had told her about. She was
surprised they would deliver this afternoon, no trouble, and set everything
up for her.

By the time John was due home, Ann had transformed the den into a passable
nursery. A large padded table served as changing table, with shelves of
diapers, panties and necessary pins, powder and lotions. A toy box held
large stuffed toys, some big hard rubber balls, and a cute large Roly Poly.

But the piece de resistance was the special bed. It looked now like a
regular child’s bed, with low mattress, two pull out drawers underneath,
and a head and foot board. The beauty was it could easily be converted into
a full size crib, big enough for the biggest baby, complete with locking
side rails, large musical mobile to attach to the headboard and if needed a
locking top.

Ann felt the extra touch of a private stereo system with speakers at each
end and both sides of the bed would be a nice touch, and make it easier for
Johnny to listen to his special tapes in the nights and weeks to come.

This was going to be fun having a new big baby at home. She wondered how
Johnny was making out.

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Part 4

After a couple of minutes she moved up and off of my
penis and shoved her body back on the bed until her ass was
directly over my face. I closed my eyes, expecting another
flood. Instead, I felt her tongue lick the head of my penis. I
moaned with pleasure, against my will. The wine bottle was again
in motion. Betty sat her ass down on my face, adjusting her
position so her anus was over my mouth. She told me to open it
up. I took my tongue and circled her anus, wetting it and the
surrounding area. Then I pushed my tongue against the opening.
It tasted salty and musky. The odor combined with her tongue was
making me orgasmic. I tensed my stomach muscles to increase the
pain in my bladder, warding off any orgasm. My tongue slid into
her anus. Betty sat down even harder on my face. I pulled my
tongue out and repeated this process. Betty had taken my penis
into her mouth and was doing her best to arouse me. It took all
I could to prevent my orgasm. Pretty soon her anus was relaxed
enough that my tongue went as far in as possible with no resist-
ance. Betty pulled the bottle out of my ass and stood it up
between my legs. Then she got up off my face, turned to face me,
and positioned herself over my penis and the bottle. She held on
to the bottle with one hand behind her back and my penis with the
other hand in front. She squirmed back and forth on the bottle,
gently forcing it into her anus. As she slid down on the bottle,
my penis slid into her vagina again. Betty sighed deeply and sat
down hard. She then started moving up and down the two shafts in
her orifices. This was the first time I was ever jealous of a
wine bottle! I would have liked to take advantage of this splen-
did experience, but I was afraid to add any motions for fear of
coming. She moved her hands, placing one on her clit and the
other on a nipple. Once again, she stimulated herself to a
powerful orgasm After a couple of minutes Betty got up, turned
around and moved her ass back over my face, and told me to fill
her anus with saliva. I felt her lick the head of my penis and
then spread more spit over it. She got into position over my
penis and rubbed the head around her anus. She then put the head
into the opening and pushed down with her body. the head slid in
past her sphincter. A few more partial in and outs helped loosen
her anus the rest of the way, and finally she just sat right
down, my penis fully enclosed in her rectum. She let out a low
moan of pleasure. As she moved up and down, I could see her hand
working her clit feverishly. The other hand took the bottle and
put it back in my anus. She was moving it rapidly, making sure
it rubbed my prostate. I had to clench my stomach to prevent
orgasm every time she pulled up off of me. The hot tightness of
her anus was orgasmic, but the pain in my bladder prevented an
end. After a while, Betty threw her head back and convulsed,
moaning very loudly and deliriously. How many orgasms did this
one make? I had lost count. Once again, she just sat there with
my penis deep inside her for a few minutes.
I was getting delirious by now. I was somewhat drunk, my
bladder was bursting, and I wanted to orgasm. Betty got up,
moved back again, and had her legs holding my shoulders down,
with her ass perched high over my face. I could see her face
lower down towards my penis. She removed the rubber band and
told me not to come. She started massaging my aching balls
gently, and they felt somewhat better. She held my penis up and
rubbed it around her nose. She inhaled the musky odor of her
anus and moaned. Her tongue came out and started licking the
head of my penis. It circled around the edge of the head, lin-
gering at the split on the bottom. Then her lips covered the
head and she sucked on it. She then moved her lips down the
shaft, using her tongue to keep the head stimulated. The hand
supporting my penis now went back to the wine bottle. Betty
moved the bottle in and out and side to side, making sure my
prostate got well massaged. After a few minutes I could take no
more. I started begging her to let me come. She removed her
mouth and asked me, “Am I your Mistress?”
I said yes, and pleaded again with her.
She said, “If I let you come, will you do anything I
desire?”
I answered “Yes! Anything you say,” and sang the next
line, “please release me.”
Her lips covered my penis again and she sucked extra hard
while moving the wine bottle right over my prostate. I knew I
was in trouble, since she hadn’t said I could come. I clenched
my stomach hard, but the pain was overshadowed by the pleasure.
Just when I thought I was doomed, She removed her mouth and
laughingly said, “You can come, I just figured out what I want.”

Part 4

She immediately put her mouth back to work. It took
about 15 seconds more of her expert oral skills until my body
tensed in orgasm. The first shot was almost overpowering. As
the second shot was released, I found out why she was squatting
over my face. Betty had been saving her piss again until I came!
It splattered over my face, neck, and chest. I raised my mouth
to catch it better. I kept pumping into her mouth and she pumped
into mine. My orgasm stopped before her piss, and my mouth was
full. Before I could do anything with the mouthful, she quickly
turned around and shook her head to say no.
Betty sat on my stomach, lowered her head to mine and
then moved her lips to mine. She sucked gently, so I extended my
tongue into her mouth and caught the full taste of my semen. She
pushed my tongue back out and her tongue came into my mouth and
swished the liquid around. The pressure on my stomach suddenly
registered, and since my penis was now deflated, nothing could
hold back my bladder. I started pissing and the stream must have
hit Betty, because she moaned. She took a hand and used it to
aim my penis. She wet her crack, arched her rear up and wet her
stomach and chest, and then squatted down and let the stream flow
over her back. I pushed harder on my bladder then, and piss
started flowing over her shoulders onto my chest. She got up
quickly and lay her head down face up on my stomach. She adjust-
ed the stream until it hit her in the face. She covered her
whole face. Then Betty opened her mouth and let it fill up until
it overflowed. She closed it again, and moved her head up to
mine. We kissed again, exchanging her piss, my piss, and my
come. She aimed the stream for our heads and our hair became
soaked. Finally I finished. It was the longest piss I’d ever
taken. Betty pulled the bottle out of my anus, loosened my ropes
and we embraced; kissing, caressing, and hugging constantly.
After a few minutes, the wet sheets were annoying, so we took a
nice hot bath, cleaning every square inch of each other. We put
clean sheets on the bed. I went and got some food and drink. We
ate and drank until we fell asleep in each others arms. Betty
was the first up the next morning. I awoke to a clicking noise
and found myself handcuffed. Betty quickly got her rope and tied
my ankles to the bed. She then tied my neck to the bed so I
couldn’t sit up and untie my ankles. Betty disappeared for a few
minutes and returned with my roll of Saran Wrap. She searched my
closet and took the belt from my bathrobe. She ripped off a long
sheet of Saran Wrap, making sure it didn’t bunch up, and placed
it flat on the bed. She took the belt and wound one end of the
plastic over the belt a few times. The she stood up, and put the
belt on behind her, the Saran Wrap hanging down her back. She
put a quick knot in the belt and bent down and pulled the Saran
Wrap through her crotch and up under the belt. She then squatted
down, pulled the Saran Wrap tight and knotted the belt securely.
Betty then used her hands to make sure the Saran Wrap was evenly
spread over her rear and through her crotch. She then found her
clit and gently ripped the Saran warp so there was a little hole
where it could stick out. When she was satisfied that everything
was ok, she climbed over me, squatted over my face, and lay down
on my chest and stomach. She maneuvered until her clit was over
my mouth. She then explained, “I’ve read than when elephants get
sexually excited, they piss and shit all over before and after
sex. I’ve always wondered what it would feel like. This is my
desire. I am your mistress. Your reward for obedience will be
an orgasm. Now get me sexually excited.” Betty then placed her
hands on my balls and penis, and the games began. I was really
glad I had bought extra strength Saran Wrap…

Circumstance had provided us the opportunity to work together, a collaboration

which culminated in a slick bit of legal craftsmanship which had all the

hallmarks of a jurisprudential masterpiece, at least when viewed by someone who

could appreciate the invisible strings we fashioned to manipulate a sensitive

artistic universe. Raising a toast of some rather exquisite champagne, Steven

and I indulgently acknowledged our own handiwork, well aware that our finest

accomplishment lay in the fact that no one outside the room would ever really

appreciate our delicate touch. If things went as planned, we laughed, they would

never even realize we had been there.

One bottle from Steven’s extensive cellars led to another, and we spoke that day

at great length, in ways our work had never allowed. Working together had been a

great joy for both of us, I like to think, because Steven and I shared a sense of

focus which meant every working hour of those two months had been devoted solely

to the task at hand. I’m almost ashamed of the single-minded intensity that I

dedicate to my tasks, although I know no other fashion of approaching a problem,

but all too often the obsessive devotion I suffer in the course of a serious

project has cost me bitterly, both in my professional and personal relationships.

Yet with Steven, for once, it had been different. He was every bit as

concentrated as I had ever been. With a grin, I might even admit that he could

turn the flame a notch or two further than I. How could I not enjoy the company

of a man who not only appreciated my tendencies, but challenged me to demand more

of myself? As neglected as our subtle monument would be, I took great pride in

knowing that Steven understood. We raised another toast, and again, until the

sun slipped orange beyond the dark wooded acres of Steven’s estate.

Those two months, dedicated as they were to the definition and protection of the

intangible property rights of visual artists, taught me a great deal about a

subject I had really never paid any mind. I understood the vagaries of copyright

in the abstract, and had done the cursory rounds through several great galleries

during my travels, but before that summer, art remained a decorative item for me.

In fact, the work we did with the Foundation did much to increase my exposure

and augment my vocabulary, but Steven provided the catalyst which turned on the

light.

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Champagne had led to Chablis which led to a Chardonnay “we simply have to share”,

to a special unlabelled bottle from a tiny Swiss monastery to a very old bottle

of Scotch and the tenth hour of our celebration had warmed my spirits into a

pleasant sense of incautious confidence.

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At the very next moment she was gone, and it took her a split second to
orientate again. She knew that the hill she’d been in a second ago was now
dark again, illuminated only by stars above. Storm dropped like a cat a few
feet on a cold, slippery floor and she realized that she was in someone’s
bathroom. There were no sounds audible for her keen ears at first, but then
she heard footsteps closing in. She quickly decided that she’d better find
out where and with whom she was before she’d reveal herself, and she decided
to hide behind the shower curtain.

As she had pulled the curtain close again the door opened. Storm couldn’t
see through the curtains, but the sounds the person made revealed that she
was a woman. When she came closer and took a bottle on the shelf Storm saw
that she was a beautiful woman indeed, and she had no clothes to cover her
bare white skin. She had a long brown hair and her moves gave and impression
of a teenager.

When the woman started humming a simple tune, Storm realized that it was her
former teammate Kitty Pryde, Shadowcat, whose mutant power was to slide her
body through solid matter. She peeked through the opening to confirm this,
wanting to reveal herself before Kitty sat on the toilet seat or anything.
Kitty was facing away from her, rubbing something on her skin. She moaned as
she caressed her tits. Storm suddenly stopped, careful not to make a sound.
Kitty looked at herself in the mirror, admired her young body for a while and
exited the room.

“Lockheed, what’s the matter with you? I think I told you to stay out!”
Storm heard Kitty say angrily. “No, I won’t let you into my bathroom. Don’t
you dare to try that innocent look on me. Last time I left the door open you
drank all my perfumes. No, don’t you dare! What’s the matter with you now? Get
out and let me do this alone!”

Storm ran quietly to the door, opened it a bit and looked out. She had a full
view to Kitty’s room. Outside the window there was a brightly shining sea,
the sunset coloring the sky red. Kitty was standing in the middle of her room
preaching to Lockheed, who hovered five feet off the ground. The animal had
sensed Storm and was trying to get to her.

“Look at me when I’m talking to you!” Kitty yelled at her pet. Lockheed had
looked straight into Storm’s eyes and was about to rush to meet the long-lost
friend. Kitty grabbed it’s neck and dragged the beast outside before it had
time to fly. Storm had shut the bathroom door and tried to remain quiet as
Kitty locked the door and shouted “and this time keep out” and jumped back on
her bed.

Storm lay her hand on the doorknob when Kitty started moaning aloud. She heard
the sounds of Kitty kissing her own arm, fallen deep in her private fantasy,
and passionate whispers Kitty’s lips uttered, calling for her name, praising
her body, asking her to take her! “Now what am I going to do?” Storm thought
and cursed the situation. Gateway must have had a reason – he always had. She
decided that if she waited, it could be too late for Kitty and her. She opened
the door and stepped out when Kitty was moaning something about Ororo’s eyes.

Kitty was lying on her bed, her legs spread, eyes closed, and for a second
Storm was able to see her virgin teenage pussy. Kitty was shaken into reality,
covered her pussy and screamed. When she recognized Storm, whom she thought was
dead, she stopped shouting and just stared at her.

“Kitty”, Storm said peacefully, “it’s all right! It’s me, Ororo, and I am very
much alive.” Kitty hid her body as well as she could when Storm told her every-
thing that had happened. When she had finished, Kitty had calmed down and
looked ashamed.

“How… how much did you hear?”

“Enough to realize that you have fantasies just like everyone else”, Storm
said. “It is all right, I am not angry. It’s great to know that someone thinks
I am sexy.” Storm walked closer to the bed and sat down on the edge.

“It’s not what you think”, Kitty snapped, “I’m not a lesbian. It’s just that
ever since Peter left me most of my fantasies have been about women. Especial-
ly you, and sometimes of Jean. But I’m not a lesbian.”

“I didn’t say you were”, Storm said. “Everyone has fantasies about someone of
their own sex. You don’t have to worry about it.”

“It was much easier to fantasize about women”, Kitty said. “I had so many
fantasies in my head, and even when you died, the fantasies just intensified.
My other memories of you faded, but the fantasies were still crisp, so I held
into them. It felt good to remember you, think about you as you were. Do you
remember when we first met in that cafe, when those Hellfire Club mercenaries
attacked? I have admired you ever since.”

Storm nodded. In their line of work they had to face the whole spectrum of mad-
men, save the world and try to live normal lives at the same time. It wasn’t
odd to see it affect a teenage girl.

“But it’s so good to see you’re alive”, Kitty said and hugged her just like
Alison had a moment before. Storm felt Kitty’s nipples touch hers through her
silken shirt, and she smelled the perfumed oil Kitty had rubbed on her body.
Storm kissed Kitty instinctively on her forehead, the kiss was slight and
friendly. Kitty had such a beautiful hair – brown, firm and so clean. Storm
closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

She felt Kitty’s lips on her neck, caressing shyly her shoulders, but she
…End of the part6. To be continued..

“Yeah. He is soooo sexy in that black uniform!”

“Right!”

“Do you think that we are sexy, wearing these skintight costumes? Have you
ever thought how people must be looking at us?” Elizabeth asked suddenly.

“You mean they never try to make you bend to see your tits better? Never
make any comments, whistle or ask something immoral when you walk by?”

“They do it to you too?”

Alison looked down at her body. Her clothes really were tight and sexy.
“Then why is it that we are wearing such costumes?”

“You know why. Loose clothes would be dangerous in a fight.”

“Yeah. Right.”

“And of course for the kicks.”

“Especially.”

Elizabeth noticed that Alison’s nipples were now clearly visible under the
garment. Alison was running her hands down her body, trying to find fat or
loose places under her clothes.

“Alison?” she asked, shy again. “What is it… you know… like with a woman?

Alison stopped and looked curiously at Elizabeth. “Why do you want to know?”

“Me… for nothing. I am just curious”, Elizabeth said. “You don’t have to
tell me if you don’t want to.”

“For the starters”, Alison said, “I did it because I had to. There were no
films for straight women, you always had to do threesomes or twosomes with
another girl. Men want to see such stuff from every woman in the film, God
knows why. But I admit that it wasn’t bad, it was far better than with men
in the front of cameras. And definitely a lot better than with those fatty
directors and producers testing the girls they casted.”

“But how is it like?”

“It is like foreplay that goes on and on. It isn’t like sex with men that
ends before you’ve even started. It’s much more tender.”

Elizabeth looked at her, puzzled. “Did you really do such things on films?”

“No”, Alison said, after a while. “It was neutral in the films, not bad,
not good. But I did it a couple of times in a private room with another
actor. Her name was Lisa, and she was five years older than me. We had become
really good friends and we used to sleep together when I had no other place
to go. It felt good.”

“Oh.” Elizabeth said, surprised of this new aspect she’d found in her team-
mate. She wasn’t aware again that she’d been reading Alison’s thoughts. For
a moment she could feel the memory of woman’s touch on her skin, lips kissing
her neck and ear, fingers turning on the wet pussy.

“So now you know.”

Elizabeth moved like in a dream as she stepped up and kissed Alison on her
mouth. Alison’s eyes were wide with surprise as Elizabeth’s tongue caressed
hers, probing tenderly. They held each other’s bodies and Alison started
licking her shoulder, neck and ear with her tongue. Elizabeth sighed with
excitement and held on to Alison tighter so her legs wouldn’t turn into
cooked macaroni and she wouldn’t fall on the floor.

“Let’s do it”, Alison said with passion. Elizabeth retreated on the wide
chair pulling Alison with her and sat down. Alison sat on her lap facing her,
her knees supporting her on the both sides of Elizabeth’s body. Her breasts
were close to Elizabeth’s face, and she caressed them with her hands through
the clothes. Alison felt her pussy moisten and her back arch as Elizabeth
found her nipples and started massaging them. Alison’s ass was resting on
thin air, and Elizabeth moved her hands to support it. She gradually brought
them closer to Alison’s pussy as Alison removed all clothes from her torso,
revealing her breasts for her to lick.

“Oh god”, Alison moaned as she put her hands to Elizabeth’s tits. Elizabeth
was now licking her shiny breasts one by one, burying her face between them
and pulling her closer to her. Alison’s pussy was now tingling as she wanted
this gorgeous creature.

After a minute of this Elizabeth stood up. She was strong enough to carry
Alison, who had now wrapped her arms and legs around her. She put her down
on the floor, which felt a bit cold under Alison’s bare back. Alison caressed
her tits as Elizabeth took off all her clothes and stood there buck naked.
Alison removed her shoes and pants and reached her hand for Elizabeth. She
took it and let her pull her body gently down to her.

Elizabeth was on the top, and they were kissing fiery kisses, their tongues
licking each other’s mouth. Alison wrapped her legs around Elizabeth’s, thus
securing the position. Their hot pussies were now very close, and Elizabeth
placed her right hand over her ass and reached for them from behind. She found
her very own, caressed it for while, then pulled her hand back and brought
…End of the part3. To be continued..

Elizabeth opened her eyes and looked down to see Spiral’s back and Alison’s
happy face. She moved her hips closer to Spiral’s face, arched her back and
moved her feet a little bet farther from the tub. This position required
some physical work from her, but the stress on her leg muscles found its
way to the lower back and ass, where it felt real good. She was heaving with
excitement as her hands groped her breasts harder and harder. She wanted to
squeeze them until they bursted with pleasure.

Alison inserted a finger inside Spiral’s pussy, then another, spreading the
pussy lips wider. Her vagina was cherry red, and the clitoris had grown
into a clearly visible lump. “You’re so beautiful”, she said, admiring the
insides of her vagina.

Sprinkles of water looked like diamonds when sun hit them in Elizabeth’s
pussy. Spiral stopped her cunnilingus for a second, looking up at her
partner’s beautiful, well-formed tits. The way Elizabeth was squeezing
them looked so delicious that she didn’t know what to do. Alison’s fingers
found the right pace and Spiral had to stick her tongue back into Elizabeth
to avoid screaming for joy.

“Got a spare hand?” Rogue’s voice said at the doorway. Suddenly everyone
opened their eyes back to reality and looked at the stripe-haired mutant.

“You’d better be more careful”, she continued. “It could’ve been any one
of the boys or some villain. Speaking of which, why is that six-handed
menace eating you out, Elizabeth?”

“Come on, try using your power on me”, Spiral answered. “We have seen whose
persona is stronger, in case you don’t remember.”

“It’s OK”, Elizabeth snapped, “she is on her own.”

“Join in”, Alison said as she raised her face above the edge of the tub.

“I think that we ought to have a serious conversation about this”, Rogue
said and shook her head, lost in her thoughts for a while. “I mean, we
can’t go on taking care of our enemies like that!”

“Rog, this is an exception. We’re not trying to defeat Selen like this or
anything”, Elizabeth said and moaned sharply when Spiral inserted her
tongue inside her pussy for a second, wiggled it there for a while and
pulled out. Alison did the same for her, causing her ass shiver consider-
ably.

“No”, Rogue said. “I’m sorry, but I’m not in the mood. Look, girls, what
would the others say if they found out that we are not only lesbians but
do it with our sworn enemies?”

“You didn’t seem to be such a prude last night”, Alison said.

“That was different. You’re right that I’ve been left without sex for a
long time, but I don’t want to go too far. In fact I’m not sure about if
I should do this any more. It was fun and felt great, but still… it
shouldn’t go this way.”

“That’s your decision”, Elizabeth said when Rogue was to leave. “We won’t
force you to do anything.”

“No hard feelings?” Rogue asked, looking back.

“Of course not”, Alison said. “Let’s keep our friendship the way it was.”

They heard Rogue walk along the corridor into her room and close the door.
Alison stretched out her hand and fired a minimum bolt of light, strong
enough to push the door shut. Spiral continued licking Elizabeth, who was
quick to regain the mood. Elizabeth started pouring water on Spiral’s
back, making small puddles on her spine.

“Hey, my skin will look like a raisin if I don’t get to another position”,
Alison complained after a minute of pussy-licking. She had also lost her
sensitivity to Spiral’s fingers and wanted something else, preferably
Elizabeth to touch her.

“I have an idea”, Spiral said, raising her kisses to Eizabeth’s abdomen.

The girls quickly stood up and dried theirselves. Elizabeth and Alison
got on the bed, lying on their back, and kissed each other’s lips and
breasts. Spiral sat between their legs and told them to open their legs
to give her a better entry. The heroines got their torsos closer and put
their nipples together, and gave each other a passionate kiss, their lust
lit up by the touch of each other’s hot body.

Spiral spread her own legs, too, and started masturbating everyone with a
pair of hands. Alison’s tongue darted to Elizabeth’s neck and ears, and
while Elizabeth moaned and rubber Alison’s tits with both hands Alison
handled every zynaps above her shoulderline.

“This feels good”, Alison said, moving back to sucking the nipple.

“I’m going to come soon”, Elizabeth said, her mouth hanging wide open.

“Me too”, Alison said and let the tit go. She waited for a second without
knowing where to go next, but then she started sucking and licking her
teammate’s hairline. Elizabeth yipped with sudden pleasure, because her
vaginal muscles were quickly becoming one. Spiral touched each girl’s ass
cheeks with her lips and teeth.

Alison was the first one to reach orgasm, and she released light at every
harmless frequency. Other women kept their eyes closed, so this didn’t
affect them in any way. Alison cried all the way to the top, down and
right after that to the top again. Spiral’s fingers helped her to come
three times before Elizabeth, who had decided to do it “alone” this time,
reached her peak. Spiral could feel both women come on her fingers, and
she tried to physically transmit the sensation through her body from one
woman to another. Whether she succeeded or not she couldn’t tell from the
gasps and cries, but she had no reason to complain.

Alison and Elizabeth grabbed each other, almost set on fire. Alison came
twice more, the last one burning every drop of her sexual energy she had.
Elizabeth had only one orgasm, but it was certainly extremely satisfying.
Spiral had difficulties in reaching hers, but then Elizabeth took the
controls, inserted her tongue and sucked it dry. This was enough to help
Spiral over the edge, and the alien swordwoman’s orgasm almost caused Alison
come once more by its sheer immenseness.

At that very moment, in Mojoverse, Mojo laughed and turned his face away
from the silver screen. The camera focused on Spiral’s sweaty legs, panned
to the throbbing pussy and then zoomed out to show the expression on her
face.

“She’s won their confidence”, Mojo giggled, looking fat and sweaty as
usual.

“Master?” Domo said.

“Yes?”

“She… broke your orders. Aren’t you going to punish her, my master?”

“You don’t understand anything, do you? She thinks that she’s betrayed
me, but only – thinks! This is real art! She thinks that they’ve accepted
her as their peer! But no! When I created her, I knew that I’d be doing this
and built into her some… adjustments! Perhaps I’ll make her know that
she had no place to go expect be my servant, that she’ll come and kiss my
hand, crying for rejection!”

“They didn’t seem to reject her, my master”, Domo said.

“Not yet, and that’s the best part! But wait till tomorrow, when my little
adjustments take place! Her sexual preferences will turn to be… somewhat
unusual!”

“Of course, my master”, Domo said, shrugging shoulders. What a giant kid.

—
Black suit – white noise

Archive-name: Fantasy/xmen.txt
Archive-author:
Archive-title: X-MEN – parts 1 – 3

I am a peeping tom.. and this is a true story
of what happened on June 25, 1990.

I have neighbors that are renting the house next door,
and the curtains don’t cover their bedroom window very
well. I went outside around 10:15 and the the
light came on around 10:30. I went and looked
in and saw Shannon (the girl) undressing. She is in her
mid 20’s, blonde, tall, long legs, and very pretty. She
has a great body, and tonight she had on
a white button up shirt and jean shorts. She took off
her shirt and she had on a white lace bra,
then took off her bra and her breasts
fell out, the nipples were kinda flat but she started
scratching the marks that were left by the bra and
then the nipples got erect. She cupped them, pulled
them up and then let them drop as she watched herself
in the mirror, and pinched the nipples while she
looked in the mirror.. Then she unbuttoned her jeans
and I could see some baby blue panties and she stepped
out of the shorts, layed them on her dresser, and then
bent over and slid her panties down her legs. This was
in full light, in her bedroom, and then she crawled on
her bed, got a book from her nightstand, and started
reading. She was completely naked, and her blonde
pussy hair stood up above her crotch and belly as she laid back
and read. She occassionally stroked her stomach and
scratched her pussy as she read the book. the book
didn’t appear to be erotic, she just kinda stroked
her nipples and felt her body as she read. Then her
husband (Michael) came in the room and started
undressing and his cock was semi- hard and he sat on
the side of the bed and bent over and kissed her.
He ran his hand over her stomach and then on down to
her pussy. He didn’t really stick his finger inside, he
just moved it back and forth in the slit. Then he slid
it back up her stomach and finished the kiss. He stood
up and then went into the bathroom and stepped into the
shower and she kept reading. After about 5 minutes
he stepped out of the shower and came into the room. He
was drying his hair, and was nude otherwise. His cock
was still semi-hard, and it’s not long, but very thick.
Anyway, he came in the room and reached down and grabbed
his cock and pointed it at her, and started crawling on
the bed on his knees. When he got to where her head was
she kissed the head of his cock. Then they talked a few
minutes and the he got off the bed and sat on the side
of the bed, and she got up and walked around to the end
of the bed, and got on her knees and she reached up with
one hand and grabbed the base of his cock and opened her
mouth and started stuffin it down her throat. I was
freaking out, and she started going up and down. His
cock is not long but since it is big around she had to
really open her mouth all the way. There she was,
kneeling on the floor, naked, and he was now laying back
on his elbows as she was giving him head like there was
no tomorrow. After he got VERY hard, she stood up and
turned around and reached between her legs and grabbed
his cock, and backed herself to where it was against
her cunt. I couldn’t see it go in, I was to one side,
but she kept lowering herself till she was sitting on
his lap, and then she used her legs to go up and down
on his cock. it must have been a bad position cause she
didn’t keep it up but for about a minute, and then she
stood up and his cock was shinny slick with her juices.
She said something to him, and he got up and she got
on her hands and knees on the bed with her tush at the
edge of the bed. I had a little better angle this time,
and I could see his hard cock as he started to mount
her “doggy style”. I really couldn’t see her pussy
lips, but I could see part of his cock each time he
pulled out. He had his hands on her tush and was
spreading her cheeks apart so he could see his cock
go deeper inside her hole from the back. He fingered
her crack and her asshole as he made slow in and out
strokes. She would lay her head on the bed at times
and then she would arch her back. Her tits would
bounce each time he hit bottom with his cock, and her
nipples were very hard. He kept riding her, and then
he started going faster, and he reached around her
and started fingering her clit, and then he started
slamming her harder, and I think she came, and then
he started long strokes and he threw his head back
and kept slowing down. Then after he stood there and
rested a minute, he pulled his cock out and it was
blood red and covered with cum.. drippin on
the floor and the bed, and I could see it run down
her leg as she laid there and didn’t care. He walked
to the bathroom and got a washcloth, and came back
and stood behind her and whipped her cunt and ass
from the back side, and then she reached down and
held the washcloth over her cunt and rolled over.
She laid there a few minutes, and they talked, and
then she got up and went to the bathroom and cleaned
up and then she put on a nightshirt and a clean pair
of panties and they went to bed… it was WILD…

More true stories of my hot neighbors can be found
only here on Rusty and Edies.
–

After the initial shock of the first blast of pee, I watched with fascination
and lust as a beautiful golden stream of pee sprayed out of her hot hairy
pussy soaking my face and hair. I tried to position my head so that I could
catch the stream in my mouth, but her gyrating hips kept the stream of pee
criss crossing my face. I couldn’t believe that I actually wanted her to
pee in my mouth! ‘Want’ wasn’t the right word, I needed to taste her pee. I
was going crazy with lust! My cock was bobbing uncontrollably and my balls
ached. My mouth was wide open, my tongue extended catching all the hot pee
I could as the stream moved back and forth across my face. Finally, she
stopped her teasing and aimed the hot spray right into my mouth. I gulped
down a couple of mouthfuls before she finally stopped. Using the head of
the bed for support, she raised herself to her feet and positioned herself
so that she was standing over me straddling my crotch. Placing her hands on
her hips, she closed her eyes and let go another long stream of hot pee.
Since she was not holding her pussy open this time, instead of a solid
stream, pee sprayed all over. Some sprayed on my chest, but most of the
golden liquid dripped straight down on my cock and balls.

When her bladder was finally empty, she turned around to show me her great
big ass. She got down on all fours and slowly backed her butt into my face.
I attempted to lick her pussy, but she repositioned herself so that her tight
little asshole was pressed against my lips. I had never licked a women’s ass
before, and didn’t really know what I should do. I licked it, sucked it,
even tried to bury my tongue deep inside it. Apparently I was doing
something right as I could hear her moaning softly and she began to slowly
grind her pussy against my chest.

I could feel her hot breath on my cock and balls as I hungrily licked her
asshole. Occasionally I would feel her mouth or tongue on my inner thighs
or balls. At first I thought she was trying to tease me, but I soon realized
that she was lapping up any pee that remained on my crotch! She was careful
to avoid my cock as I think she knew that the slightest stimulation would
make me cum.

After several delicious minutes of ass licking, she tilted her ass slightly,
pulling her asshole from my lips. Without warning she let go a large fart
right in my face! The smell was like nothing I had ever experienced. It was
so intense I felt dizzy and I almost came! She lowered her asshole back to
my lips and I resumed my tonguing with even greater passion. Several times
she tilted her hips to position her asshole directly in front of my nose
to pass gas. Each time I would inhale deeply before resuming my tongue
worship of her ass. After what seemed like hours, she pulled her ass from
my face and repositioned it about a foot away from my face. Reaching back
with both hands she pulled her big ass cheeks wide apart to expose her hot
hairy pussy and the dark brown asshole I had been sucking so feverishly.
Once again I saw her tilt her hips slightly, and I watched her little brown
asshole began to open slightly. Too my surprise, no gas rushed out. For
a moment I was confused, but then I realized what was happening. She was
going to shit on me! Although I had done things tonight that I never thought
I would do (and loved them), this was just to much! Her asshole continued to
widen and I could begin to see the end of a large turd just inside the
opening. She continued to push and I saw the turd slowly begin to emerge
from her asshole. All of a sudden, she relaxed and the turd quickly slipped
back inside out-of-site. She repeated this several times, each time exposing
a little more of the turd. As she did this I found myself beginning to feel
that crazy lust build back up inside of me until I was actually craning my
neck and sticking out my tongue in an attempt to reach her shit! After
several more teases, she finally pushed several inches of firm brown shit
out of her ass. It hung from her asshole for a moment and then dropped to my
chest. The smell was, well, you can imagine!

She continued to push, until 2 more large firm turds lay steaming on my
chest. She had shit so close to my face that I was actually able to touch
the last turd with my tongue as it fell from her asshole and landed on my
chest. When she was all done, she said “please clean me up” and once again
backed her big ass into my face. As I feverishly licked and sucked her dirty
asshole, she squirmed excitedly on my chest. I could feel her wet pussy
smearing her warm shit all over my neck and chest. I could tell that she
was very near orgasm from the twitching of her thigh muscles. Just as she
began to moan, she grabbed my cock roughly in her hand and began to stroke
it. With only a few strokes of her hand I was convulsing beneath her.
I had my face buried so deep between her ass cheeks I couldn’t even breath.
I literally went out of my mind! The intensity of my orgasm was like nothing
I had experienced before or since. I think she orgasmed too, but I was so
absorbed in the intensity of my own orgasm, that I couldn’t tell. She
continued to pump my cock until I finally relaxed and let my tongue slip
from her gaping asshole. We laid there in a smelly heap for several
minutes before she finally crawled off me. She had shit smeared on her
stomach and in her pubic hair as well as a big gob of my cum in her hair.
I must have been quite a sight too because she looked down at me, made a
face and said “yuk, what a mess!”. Grabbing some tissues from the head of
the bed she scooped up most of the shit laying on my neck and chest and
then rushed out of the room. She returned in a couple of minutes wearing
a bathrobe and carrying a pan of soapy water and a towel. Sitting beside me
on the bed, she gave me quick but efficient sponge bath. I made no attempts
at conversation as I still hadn’t regained my composure from the intensity
of my orgasm.

When my sponge bath was complete, she untied my hands and feet and handed
me my clothes. Glancing at the clock on the wall, she said “sorry to poop
and run, but I’ve got to hop in the shower. I’m already late for a dinner
date with friends. Could you be a dear and let yourself out?”. Still a bit
dazed I nodded in agreement, and she disappeared through the bedroom door.
After I got dressed, I heard the shower running in the bathroom, so as
requested, I let myself out. As I made the long walk back to the dorm, I
tried to sort out everything that had happened. I couldn’t believe all the
sick things I had done, yet I had loved every minute of it! This was
definitely the most exciting sexual experience I had ever had and I hadn’t
kissed her or even seen her breasts. Hell, I never even asked her her name!

When I got back to the dorm, I took a long hot shower, trying to get
rid of the smell, but no matter how much I scrubbed, it seemed to linger.
It was several days before I got over the shock of what I had done. I kept
thinking that you just don’t do those types of things and enjoy them.

The semester ended and I went home for the summer. My initial feelings of
shock and disgust gradually gave way to lust and the first day of my junior
year I went back to her apartment. Sweaty with anticipation I knocked on the
apartment door. Much to my dismay, I was met at the door by an oriental grad
student. He politely told me that he had moved in over the summer and had
never met the previous tenant.

For the last fifteen years now, I have been watching for her on the street,
in bars and shopping malls. But even if I never see her again, I will never
ever forget the afternoon I spent with my naughty nurse.

–

By this time Sally was in ecstasy – each lick of Sandra added to
her pleasure as Sandra now concentrated almost exclusively on her
clitoris. Sally stifled her desire to cry out in pleasure as she
let herself be carried away by the sensations – the panties
prevented the pressure on her clitoris becoming too intense and
the wetness of the material added to the eroticism. Sally realised
that she would soon reach her orgasm and wanting it badly, did
nothing to attempt to delay the inevitable. Sandra’s tongue was
ensuring that the climax would soon be reached, and as it finally
arrived, Sally tightened her grip on Sandra’s hair and thrust her
crotch at Sandra’s face.

– I’m coming…ahhhhhhh…

Sandra heard Sally’s moan and carried on with her licking making
sure to keep her tongue as near as possible to Sally’s clitoris
despite Sally’s involuntary thrusts of her pelvis as the waves of
pleasure swept over her. Sally lost herself in pleasure, her eyes
closed. As each wave rolled over her body, she enjoyed that
ultimate pleasure to which she knew no equal.

At last the waves died down and Sandra, attuned to what was
happening, allowed her licking to slow down and placed less
pressure at each stroke of her tongue. At last the orgasm was
over and as Sally opened her eyes, Sandra eased her licking until
she stopped completely. Sally once more held up her skirt to look
down to she the grinning and wet face of Sandra looking up at her.

– That was wonderful. Sally answered Sandra’s unspoken query.

In reply Sandra leaned forward once more to plant a single kiss
directly on Sally’s sodden panties.

– Yes, you seem to have wet your panties. Sandra mischievously
teased the older girl.

Suddenly a thought occurred to Sally – she was now aware of a
certain pressure which was making its presence known. At once she
knew how to deal with it.

– Well, perhaps they are not wet enough. Sally grinned at Sandra.
What do you think?

Sandra was slightly bemused by this question. Sally observed this.

– Watch. Sally’s eyes indicated that Sandra should look at Sally’s
panties. Sandra did so. There seemed to be nothing to see – just
the wet blue panties which clung to Sally’s pussy. If at all
possible they seemed to be even wetter than when Sandra had
finished licking.

– Have a taste. Sally ordered.

Sandra complied and once again moved her head nearer to allow her
tongue to lick at the most sodden part of Sally’s panties. At
once she knew that something was different – there was a somewhat
strange taste and the liquid was.warm! Sandra leant back and
looked up in amazement.

– You’re wetting yourself! Sandra exclaimed.

– Of course. Sally laughed at the shock on the face of Sandra.

Sandra looked back towards Sally’s panties and watched at the
wetness gradually increased until it could no longer be held by
the thin material and a small stream emerged from the lowest point
to dribble down onto Sandra’s bare knees which were left uncovered
by Sandra’s skirt. Sandra watched as the drops of the warm liquid
dropped onto her legs. Then the small stream dried until just a
couple of individual droplets joined the rest. Sandra looked up
once more to see Sally grinning broadly at her.

– What do you think? Sally asked, although she could see the
fascination quite plainly on Sandra’s face.

Sandra did not know what to say. In her confusion and with her
heart pounding inside her she leaned forward to allow her tongue
to taste Sally’s panties. The piss had totally saturated the
crotch of the panties and Sandra tasted its presence as she licked
a couple of times at the wet material. The slightly tangy taste
was not too bad she decided as she withdrew her tongue. She felt
very turned on indeed. Dimly she was aware of her own pussy – wet
from her love-juice. But now she concentrated on Sally’s piss
soaked panties. Sally watched as Sandra savoured the taste and
smiled in pleasure as she saw that Sandra intended to take another
taste. This time however instead of using her tongue to explore,
Sandra pressed her lips directly against Sally’s crotch and forced
some of the wet material just inside them. Then she sucked,
drawing the wetness straight into her mouth. By now she was almost
used to the flavour and actively enjoyed it. As that one small
patch lost its moisture, Sandra moved slightly lower seeking a
patch that still retained its full wetness. She then repeated her
sucking.

Sally overwhelmed by the sheer depravity of Sandra’s actions in
sucking the piss from her panties. It was unbelievably erotic!
Before she had carefully released only a small amount of piss.
Now, while Sandra’s face was pressed against her pudenda, Sally
relaxed her muscles to allow her piss to flow, not as a controlled
release, but as a strong and steady stream which immediately
filled her panties and burst against Sandra. Sandra suddenly
realised that Sally was pissing at that very moment – without a
moment’s thought she opened her mouth and pressed it open against
the panty material from which it was now pouring – again she
sucked. This time, however, instead of needed to draw pull the
liquid from the panty material, piss filled her mouth
automatically. When her mouth was full of the hot liquid Sandra
had to close her mouth and swallow the mouthful that she still
held. The rest of Sally’s piss continued to emerge, flowing over
Sandra’s face, around her chin and down the sides of her neck, then finding its way in streams under the collar of her shirt to
be soaked up by the cotton material. Another small flow escaped by
a different route and Sally felt it running down the inside of her
right leg.

As soon as Sandra had managed to swallow her first mouthful, she
opened her mouth to receive another. By now Sally had almost
finished and her rate of pissing was slowing down. Sandra realised
this and pressed harder against Sally, trying to collect as much
as she could. At last Sally finished pissing. Sandra then closed
her mouth and pulled her head to look up at Sally. Sally looked
down at Sandra and when she saw the wet condition of Sandra’s face
and the wet patches on the front her shirt, one of which covered a
breast on which the outline of a small hard nipple could be seen,
she was unable to resist moving one of her hands down to her wet
crotch in order to cup it – she was very, very excited. She
squeezed and felt the wetness there and began to masturbate,
rubbing her hand over her pussy and against her clitoris.

As she did this her eyes locked with Sandra’s. When Sandra saw
Sally watching, she opened her mouth with deliberate slowness to
reveal that there was still a pool of piss within. When Sally saw
this, her hand moved even faster as she rubbed herself, desperate
to come to orgasm for the second time. It was not long to wait in
her current state, especially when she saw Sandra close her mouth
to reveal a teasing smile. A few seconds later after a small
movement of Sandra’s throat, she reopened her mouth – this time it
was empty. Sally’s hand was moving frantically and now her climax
arrived. She carried on without slowing down as her whole body
shook in waves of pleasure, her eyes never leaving Sandra’s face
until it was finally over. In the meantime Sandra watched as her
companion again achieved orgasm, this time through her own
efforts. As she watched she was unable to resist putting one of
her own hands up her skirt to rub herself. Sally saw this as she
recovered and grinned.

Sandra then deliberately pulled back her blue skirt to reveal that
she was wearing no panties. Sally’s eyes fixed themselves on her
Sandra’s beautiful little pussy surmounted by a small, sparse
patch of blonde pussy hair. Sandra’s hand returned to its work –
she was now using a couple of fingers to rub in a circular motion
against her clitoris. Knowing that Sally was watching made her
want to demonstrate that she too could reach orgasm quickly and
efficiently on her own. She was also very, very randy. Her fingers
continued their motions rubbing just around her pleasure spot,
sending waves of pleasure through her body. It was not long before
these sensations turned into a climax of pure delight – she was
coming. Her fingers speeded up slightly and Sally watched intently
as Sandra suddenly stiffened giving a visible sign of what was
happening inside her. Her orgasm lasted a few seconds and as it
died away, Sandra slowed her fingers until they came to a
standstill and then looked directly at Sally with a satisfied grin
on her cheeky face.

Sally laughed and knelt down next to Sandra on the floor. She
leant forward to kiss her wet niece and their sets of lips came
together. Sally tasted her own piss on Sandra’s face and then
probed into Sandra’s mouth with her tongue. Her tongue encountered
Sandra’s and the two young girls looked into each other’s eyes as
their mouths locked in a passionate kiss.

–

I am a avid lawnworker, and late the other night I was outside and
had been eyeing my sexy neighbor, and I heard her car drive up,
so I stood in the yard between our houses in a dark spot and watched
to see if her window would soon light up, you see the house is rented
and the curtains don’t fit well, so I’ve got a good show if I time
it right…

Well the light came on, and I was right. It was Shannon (the girl)
and she came into the bedroom. There was about a 6 inch
gap in the curtain, so I had no problem seeing her. She had
several bags in her hands, and it appeared she had been shopping.
She threw all the bags on the bed and walked into the bathroom. I can
see it from the end of the window, so I went to the end of the window and
looked into her bathroom in just enough time to see her pulling her
pants and panties down to her knees as she sat on the toilet. She sat
there for a few minutes, she looked down at her pussy a couple of
times, and then got some paper and whipped. She stood up and pulled
her panties up but stepped out of her jeans. She walked back towards
me at the window, and leaned over the bed an grabbed one of the bags.
She had several bags of new clothes, and I figured out that she was
probably going to try them on again, now that she could take her time.
I was right.. she unbuttoned her shirt and pulled it off, and she was
wearing a white lace bra. She has pretty large breasts and the bra was
really full. She undid her bra and threw it on her dresser. Her breasts
drooped, but the nipple still pointed up. The dark part of the nipple
is large, about the size of a half dollar. There she stood, sholder
length blonde hair, thin, larg er than normal breasts that both had a
hard nipple, and nothing but sheer white panties. She pulled a
dress out of a bag and pulled it on.. buttoned it up, it was ok.. but
I was really wanting her to take it back off.. she hung each new piece
of clothing in the closet after she tried it on, and then she opened a
smaller bag and took out a new bra and some panties. She folded the bra
and put all but one of the pairs of panties in her drawers. She then
did exactly as I had hoped.. first of all she went and stood and looked
at her almost naked self in the mirror. She cupped her breasts so she
could admire their weight. She rolled her nipples inbetween her thumb
and index finger, her nipples became harder and stuck out farther,
almost the length of the last joint on your little finger. She then
slid her right hand down into her panties, and just kinda
stroke/scratched. After a few minutes she slid her panties down just
enuff to see her pussy and then she scratched and stroked some more.
She didn’t seem to be trying to “get off” she was just enjoying the
feeling, and I was enjoying the show. After a few minutes, she bent all
the way over and slid her panties all the way down her legs. Her breasts
looked so good hanging straight down as she stepped out of her panties.
Now she stood in front of me TOTALLY NUDE. I had a throbing problem in
my pants, so I slipped my hand down the front of my shorts and inside my
briefs, and I stroked the head as I continued to watch. She turned a
little away from me and bent over and put the new panties on, but as she
was bent over, I could see her pussy lips from the back, I could see her
tush, her small hole, and her pussy lips covered with the light brown
hair, I almost creamed, and I unzipped my pants and thought what the
heck, pulled my cock out where I could really rub it and I continued
watching her. She pulled her panties up and stood admiring herself,
again stroking her nipples and then reaching down she stroked her
pussy on top of her panties.. she stroked harder on top of the sheer
white fabric.. then she pulled the material to the side and I again
could see her curls. She used her other hand and gently started
strokin her crack… then she pulled her panties down just as before,
just below her pussy and stroked a little harder… she looked at the
mirror and then down at her crotch and then back at the mirror.. the
windows were shut but I think she was probably moaning slightly…
her mouth hung open and she was not thinking about anyone or
anything… she couldn’t ignore that sensitive spot between her legs.
I continued rubbing my cock, but I had even had to stop a few times,
I was afraid I would cum too early.. she walked backwards till she
could sit on the bed and then she scooted back on the bed and put her
feet up on the bed too.. her legs were spread and her knees were
wide spread, and her panties were halfway down her thighs.
She couldn’t see the mirror now so she just looked at her crotch
as she started stroking harder and harder.. faster and faster..
every once in a while she would get some juice from her hole and
spread it up.. and then she would concentrate on her clit again..
it appeared to be very sensitive.. and I was too.. I noticed her
breathing starting to be like she had run a long time, almost
panting, and I saw some sweat starting to form across her slick
stomach.. I knew she was about to cum.. and I didn’t want to be
too late, so I stroked harder and I felt my cum start.. it felt
great.. I was grunting and jerking my hand up and down.. and
shooting a big load of white cum on the side of her house and a
little got on the window.. she continued for a few more minutes and
then she slammed her knees together and pushed her thighs together
and I could hardly see her pussy but her fingers were still stroking
up and down and the best I could tell she had started cumming..
she thrust her hips into the air, and after about 10 thrusts.. she
slowly came down.. she laid there about 2 or 3 minutes..
resting.. then she pulled on a night shirt, pulled her panties back up..
washed her hands and went down the hall to the living room.. her husband
wasn’t home, and I could see the tv come on…
it was WILD…. she looked great enjoying herself.. I will let
you know if I see anything else.. only here on RUSTY and EDIE’s.

–

The next segment had some nice background on the main characters, including

one *very* well-written love scene between our heroine and her former lover.

At the end of part 1, my pants were far too small, and my breakfast waste was

ready to be left in the nearest convenient sanitary receptacle. I checked on

the processes again; the test driver was now properly rebuilt, and my main job

was humming along merrily. Time for some relief.

I headed off for the rest rooms in my corner of the building, and felt a

small tug of my crazy urges again. Since there are more bathroom sets than

people in the whole complex at this time of night, I sometimes find myself the

only person in my section of the building. Once in a great while, I take advan-

tage of this to indulge a crazy childhood urge, and use the ladies’ room instead

of the gents’. No problem, I am always neat and clean, and only do it when

there is no danger of anyone getting surprised. No big deal, just one of those

private flauntings of the establishment that lets out a few more frustrations

during the crunches.

Tonight, I decided to do it again. Even if Debbie did get the urge during

her debugging, she’d use the can on her side of the floor. We had some deep

respect for one another, but nothing on a personal level that would soften a

surprise like this. No problem; it wouldn’t be the first time I’d done this

with a woman somewhere in the building.

I chose the middle stall, and noted again how the room smelled just a bit

different from the gents’. Not necessarily better, just different. I sat in

rapt contemplation of this non-fact, and took care of necessities. My mind

wandered back to the story, and I found myself slowly caressing my genitals as

I remembered the story. I stopped for a moment, as I’d never masturbated in

the ladies’. “What the heck,” I thought, “In for a penny …” I imagined how

the heroine’s original choice must have felt, finding an attractive girl all

over him so suddenly, and decided that, in his position, I’d probably be quite

flattered by it all. By this time, I was getting quite aroused, and lost my

will to think about the story, recalling instead the lovely non-sins of my own

college days, fondly remembering those all-night loving sessions with the two

ladies who had made me so glad to be alive, each in her own time.

Suddenly, I heard a slap on the door, and a muttering voice follow in some

pretty heavy footsteps. I thought fast, and decided that I’d better reduce the

impact of any further surprises. My hard-on was suddenly a limp-off, and I

cleared my throat.

“Oh, hi!” Debbie said, before I could compose a sentence. “Didn’t know

anyone else was here. Who be dat?” She swung into the stall to my right,

and took an extra flush for good measure.

“Uh, Dan. Yeah, me; from workstations.”

“Oh, really? A little lost, are we?”

“No, uh, honestly, I come in here sometimes when the building is empty, just

for kicks. Should I leave?”

…End of the part3. To be continued..

and walked around to the other side of the bed, where she smiled and pulled

the covers down for me. I sat down and almost got in before she said

“Aren’t you at least going to take your shoes off?”

I *had* forgotten that little detail. I still had my jacket on, even. I

stood up and pulled off my jacket and kicked off my shoes. For a moment I

wondered how far I should go, then decided to hell with it. I pulled my

shirt off over my head, then unbuckled my pants. She was watching me, of

course, and there seemed to be a hint of excitement in her eyes. I took my

pants off and saw her eyes lock on the bulge in my shorts. I was still

somewhat erect so the bulge was pronounced, to say the least. Slowly I

pulled them down and my penis, freed from imprisonment, leaned out from the

dark fluff of my pubic hair, almost at it’s maximum size though still

pointing downward. There was an audible intake of breath from her when she

saw it.

I sat down and removed my socks and crawled under the covers. In a husky

voice she said, “That was magnificent.” as she reached over to turn the

light out. Then she snuggled against me, laying her head on my arm.

Her body was warm, almost burning, and the feel of her bare skin next to

mine and the excitement of knowing there were absolutely no layers of

clothing between us soon had me excited again. My heart wouldn’t stop

pounding and my cock stood ramrod stiff and twitching. She moved her arm up

and placed her hand on my chest. “Anybody ever tell you how attractive you

are?”

Actually, nobody had, and I said as much and I placed my free hand on

her side and moved it from shoulder to hip in a long, slow caress, back and

forth. After a moment her breathing changed pitch and became quicker,

deeper.

Her hand caressed my chest in a similar manner and she nuzzled my neck

softly. This time there was none of the hurried frenzy of earlier. Things

were progressing smoothly and more naturally, without a word from either

one of us. I became a little more adventuresome with my explorations, and

moved my hand to cup one soft breast. I moved my hand under it, feeling

it’s weight, and my thumb found her nipple, finally bare and fully erect. I

rubbed my thumb across it and a short, breathy moan escaped her lips as she

arched her back.

Her hand moved down, raising to trail her fingers through my pubic hair

before resting lightly on my cock, sending little twinges and flashes of

pleasure through my pelvis. I raised my hips in response and she grabbed my

cock almost tight enough to hurt. Almost, but not quite. Instead it felt

wonderful.

I was now massaging her whole breast and her breath came in ragged moans

and she whole body writhed in slow, sinuous motion. I moved my face down

and extended my tongue, slowly circling it around her nipple. Then I took

it in my mouth, as much as I could, and sucked it in and out rapidly

between my teeth, and her writhing became more violent, almost pulling away

from me. My free hand, meanwhile, moved around to her back, traveling up

and down exploring freely from her neck to her ass, which I grabbed hard

when I reached it.

Her mouth covered mine and our tongues intertwined frantically. Her arms

…End of the part7. To be continued..

The dry humping had stimulated me almost to orgasm, but my erection

quickly faded. Unsure of what else to do, I held her and caressed her hair

and rocked her back and forth softly while making what I hoped were

soothing noises.

For a long time we lay like that, until she sniffled and raised her

head. Her eyes were red-rimmed and very vulnerable. “God, I feel so

stupid…” she said in a very quiet voice.

“Shhh.” I said, “It’s okay. You’re not stupid. Things just went a little

too fast, didn’t they?”

She nodded, looking away. “I guess so. I’ve never been like this in my

entire life. I talk a lot, but I’m not really like that. Tonight I just…

I don’t know…” she started sniffling and buried her face in my chest

again.

“There, there,” I said softly “being lonely and hurting doesn’t make you

a bad person at all. It makes you human, which is no more or less than the

rest of us. You’re a free adult and I don’t feel you did anything wrong.”

I don’t think she was convinced but she didn’t respond or argue. We lay

together silently until I wondered if she dropped off to sleep. Finally she

raised her head. “These long hours don’t help any, either. I think I’ll go

to bed.”

She got off me and stood unsteadily. Her nightshirt stuck to her body in

several interesting places but I found my interest surprisingly muted by my

concern for this girl. I thought I was going to be making this couch my bed

for the night but she held a hand down to me. “Come on.”

I got up painfully, and stretched as the circulation returned to my

muscles. How long had I been laying there, anyway? I was afraid to find

out. Holding my hand, she pulled me towards the bedroom. “I know it’s kind

of forward, in light of how this evening is going, but I’d really like some

nice company tonight, even just to sleep with. You don’t mind, do you?”

I really didn’t, and I said so. She kissed me on the cheek. “I’ve always

liked you.”

The bedroom was about as orderly as the rest of the apartment, but still

seemed feminine, without being really obvious about it. She had a full size

bed, with the blankets thrown over it in a hurried attempt at neatness. She

had probably done it before leaving for work this morning. Yesterday

morning, actually.

She pulled the covers down and sat on the edge of the bed with a sigh,

springs groaning beneath her. “God, I’m so tired.” She gripped the lower

hem of her nightshirt, apparently to pull it off, and then looked up at me,

concerned. “You don’t mind, do you? I don’t usually sleep with anything

on.”

My mouth had suddenly gone dry again as my heart leaped. I shook my

head, trying not to appear too anxious, “No, that’s… okay.”

She pulled the shirt up, up, revealing inch after agonizing inch more

of bare skin, until she pulled it off over her head and dropped it on the

floor beside her. She stretched her arms, gloriously, wonderfully nude, and

sighed “Ah… that feels so much better.” She swung her legs up onto the

bed and covered herself up to her waist. Her breasts were so large and

inviting, the aureoles a bright rosy read, the nipples still partially

…End of the part6. To be continued..

anyway. I used to have a girlfriend who told me I was the only guy who was

capable of making her come almost every time. The only reason for that was

because I the only guy who really tried.”

I was massaging her shoulders while I said this. I looked down and saw that

she was breathing deeply and heavily, her eyes closed. My heart rate jumped

back up when I realized what was happening. I felt my prick swelling up inside

my jeans like a balloon. Slowly I moved my hands out along her shoulders while

I continued to talk in a husky voice. “You see, my favorite part of making love

is to explore the woman’s body.” My hands moved up and down her arms. Her

breathing grew more labored and she tilted her head up a bit, eyes still

closed. I leaned down and whispered close to her ear, “Every inch, from head to

toe. I like to touch, and be touched. I like to lick and nibble until until she

can’t take any more. And then…” I ran my hands up her sides and slowly,

gently slipped them around under her breasts. He breathing turned to gasps,

then moans. She arched her back as I fondled her. Even through her bra and

heavy shirt her nipples stood out like little buttons. I flicked my index

fingers across them gently and each time I did she jumped a little.

By now I was hard as a rock and her hand found its way to my crotch, rubbing

its length almost desperately. She seemed almost out of control, her breath

coming in little cries. She turned around suddenly and buried my mouth against

hers. The kiss lasted forever, it seemed, as our tongues intertwined like two

sensuous snakes.

Then the shift bell rang. Lunch was over.

We both pulled back, confused and more than a little embarassed. Neither one

of us said much as we straightened out our clothing and got ready to go back to

work.

On the way out the door though, our hands brushed briefly and a spark seemed

to jump between them. I looked up at her and saw a barely controlled fire

raging in her eyes. I knew right then that it was not nearly over yet…

The rest of the night passed quietly. I kept looking at Jenny across the

otherwise unoccupied shop but not once did I catch her looking back at me. I

didn’t have opportunity to talk to her at all, so I could do nothing but

wonder. Most likely she was trying to forget it ever happened. I was hardly a

woman’s dream come true, as past experiences had told me. Probably just as

well.

But just try telling that to the ache in my heart. Or the one between my

legs.

Finally the end-of-shift bell rang. A couple of scraggly, sorry-looking

graveyard people had drifted in to take over our machines and we could take

off. I saw Jenny head over to the phone and dial a number.

“What’s up?” I asked her.

“Calling Dianne to come pick me up. She’s got my car tonight.”

Dianne was Jenny’s roomie. I had met her briefly before, and Jenny had once

mentioned that she worked an early day shift. Even if she didn’t have to get up

early tomorrow she surely wouldn’t enjoy dragging ass out of bed at 2AM to come

down here and get Jenny. Before Jenny dialed the last digit I volunteered,

…End of the part2. To be continued..

Archive-title: Jenny

I had always liked Jenny, though I didn’t know her well personally. We

worked together on the night shift. Us night-timers have a slightly different

perspective on the world that most other people on ‘normal’ shifts. We’re often

driving on streets devoid of life at 3AM, and spend a lot of time at home

because nothing’s open. And then we sleep through the morning, when everybody

else is alive and awake. It’s a very lonely life most of the time.

Jenny suffered from this as much as I. She had come to town almost a year

ago, and because of her hours, she hadn’t had so much as one date in all that

time. Often she would grumble about the lack of a social/sex life. There were

plenty of guys on the night shift, but for some reason she didn’t seem

interested. More than a few of them were interested, though. She stood about 5

foot seven and was rather busty. She was a bit overweight, but not seriously

and I found it quite a turn-on. It made her seem more real, somehow. More than

once I had half-jokingly offered my services, only to be turned down with an

appreciative smile. I could never seem to work up the nerve to come out and ask

her for a date. Mostly it was because I was certain she’d turn me down and

rejection was something I didn’t really care for.

I don’t know what got into me one night. It was a Saturday and we both had

gotten roped into putting in a ‘little overtime’. If you consider 10 hours

‘little’. Anyway, it was about 9PM and we both sat down to lunch. Since there

was no one else there we actually talked to each other. Somehow the

conversation got around to dates, and I asked her just what it was she looked

for in a guy.

“Well,” she said musingly, “looks aren’t all that important, I guess. A good

personality is more important.” She was silent for a moment, thinking. “Right

now what I would like to find most is somebody who’s good in bed. After a year

of nothing I’m getting kind of, well, itchy.”

My heart gave a jump at that and my temperature rose ten degrees. I got up

to get a cup of coffee from the machine behind her. As I did, I said, “How do

you expect to find somebody like that? Advertise?”

She chuckled. “I can see it now: Lonely woman seeks good fucker. Low pay but

great fringe benefits.”

“Those benefits look pretty good to me.” I said, still standing behind her

and sipping my coffee. My heart had calmed, but I was still tense.

Anticipatory, perhaps. “But seriously, that’s what you’re looking for? Not just

any old guy who can get it up?”

“Uh uh.” She said softly, almost dreamily. “It would be tempting, but hell,

if the guy doesn’t know what he’s doing, it just isn’t really worthwhile. Not

for me, anyway. For him it’s probably great.”

The it was my turn to laugh. “Yeah, I guess so. Some guys are like that.

They just want to, um, get off and go to sleep. But there are some who are

different, ya know.”

“Oh, really?” she said, still seemingly in a trance.

“Sure.” I said. I put the cup down. “For some of us half the fun is in

making the other person feel good.” I placed my hands on her shoulders, though

…End of the part1. To be continued..

I was determined to put on a good show for my man next door.
I moved a hand between my lips and let it play over my pubic
hair. I opened my legs slightly but kept my pussy blocked from
his view with my hand. I was sure he could tell I was fingering
myself. I slid a finger inside and felt the juicing starting to
flow. Slowly I pulled it out and brought it to my lips. My
tongue played over it and I sucked my finger into my mouth. I
could taste my wetness and it made me even more excited.

I continued fingering my pussy and stroking my tits for
several minutes. I was getting very excited just thinking about
the man who was watching in the dark next door. A small orgasm
shot through me as I imagined his fingers penetrating the lips of
my pussy. I pulled my legs up on the bed and lay back against
the headboard of the bed.

My robe had now fallen completely off of my shoulders and
was crumpled underneath me. I slowly pulled the baby doll off
and was now laying completely naked. I moved over on my side so
that was in the same position that I had watched my neighbor in.
I was on my side, with my ass open to the window for him to see.
I reached over to the table beside my bed and reached into the
drawer to pull out a vibrator that I kept there. I kept the
vibrator out of my neighbors sight. With my back still towards
the window, I played the vibrator over my nipples and breasts.
The vibrations caused little ripples of pleasure to flow through
me and made my nipples even harder.

I moved the vibrator down between my legs and let it slide
over my clit. I jumped in shock as the tip touched me, I was
getting very turned again and my pussy lips were opening as the
pleasure started to build.

I was ready to include my neighbor in the next part of my
act so I moved over to my back and slid across the bed till I was
closer to the window. I brought the vibrator up so that it was
in full view, then brought the tip down to rest right on my clit.

I massaged my pussy with the vibrator for several minutes without
actually penetrating it. I dangled a leg off the side of the bed
for a more tantalizing view and continued to pleasure myself with
the vibrator. My breast were heaving as another orgasm was
building within me but I was determined to finish the drama I had
started.

I pulled the vibrator from my clit and slid my legs off the
bed until I was sitting directly in front of the window in
complete view of my neighbor. Then I reached over to the table
and pulled out a tube of KY jelly. Making a big show of it, I
covered the vibrator completely with the KY, then I rubbed what
was left on my fingers into the lips of my pussy. My legs were
spreading wider and I was completely exposed.

I slowly lay back on the bed and opened my legs even wider.
My pussy was wet and open now and I placed the vibrator right at
the entrance to my cunt. My breathing was becoming labored and I
was dying to cum but I slowly pushed the vibrator until it forced
open my pussy. The vibrator was sending waves of pleasure
through my but I kept it from penetrating me. Then inch by inch,

I pushed it in till it filled me completely, stretching the lips
of my cunt and making me tremble in pleasure. I pulled it all
the way out until just the tip remained inside me and then I
shoved it all the way inside in one hard thrust. I started to
fuck my pussy wildly with the vibrator, moving my hips in rhythm
with each stroke. I was thrashing about the bed now violently
as my orgasm was buildng to a tremendous level. The combination
of the vibrator, and the thought of the man next door with a
perfect view of my wickedly spread legs brought me to a
wonderful, totally earthshaking orgasm. I arched my back toward
the window, just as my neighbor had done earlier, as my body
shook in pleasure.

After it was over I fell back on the bed, with my legs still
spread toward the window. The vibrator was still embedded deep
inside my pussy and juice was dripping onto the bed. I had never
felt to totally nasty and wicked. I felt like I could hardly
move and it took a concentrated effort to rise up on my elbows
and reach over to turn out the light.
After I clicked the light off I fell back on my side and
looked toward the dark window next door. Several seconds passed
in silence as I recovered and watched the window. I was sure
that he had been watching but I couldn’t tell in the darkness.

Just as I was about to lay back and go to sleep a light
flared. My neighbor had struck a match to light a cigarette he
had been there after all. In the light of the match I could see
him clearly, sitting in a chair in front of the window. As he
held the match out to blow it out, the light extended down his
body and I could make out his cock, still semi-hard, and still
covered with come. It was glistening in the light just as my wet
pussy had glistened before. He brought the match up to his lips
and blew it out. The room dropped back into darkness and I could
see no more movement.

I could feel the vibrator start to fall from my pussy. It
slowly slid out, still sticky from the KY and from my pussy
juices. I didn’t have the strength to put it away. I just lay
my head back on my pillow and fell asleep dreaming about my new
neighbor, and all the fun we were going have.

–

Archive-title: Doctor Visit

I love going to the doctor. Not many women do, mind you, but mine is

special. Every time I go in for an examination, I come out from a treatment!

It starts out like any other office visit, but then when we get into the

examination room, its a whole other world. As he sits down at the table, he

tells me to go behind the screen and undress. I put on the paper gown and come

out from behind the screen and sit on the table. As he gets up to begin the

exam, I notice an ever increasing bulge in his pants.

He comes over to me, removes the paper gown and starts to suck my tits.

First he lightly licks the nipples, then he takes them in his mouth and starts

to suck them. As he sucks my tits I reach over and undo his pants. I reach in

and take hold of his now rock hard cock. As I begin to rub his cock, he

reaches down and starts to run a finger up and down my slit.

Naturally at this point I’m dripping wet and can’t stand it any more. I

get down off the table and I start to suck on his cock. First I lightly flick

my tongue around the tip. Then I start to move down the underside very slowly.

This drives him absolutely wild! As I get down to his balls, I start to suck

on them while I rub his hard cock. Just as he is about to explode, he grabs

me, throws me on the table, opens my legs wide to expose my wet steamy cunt,

and rams into me. Right about now I’m starting to quiver and shake and he

begins to match my rythym.

He starts to pump faster and harder while at the same time I reach around

and grab his balls. I grab both his balls and squeeze as hard as I can. Just

as I squeeze for the third time, he gives one final hard jam and cums. Mind

you, we both cum good and hard, but we can’t make any noise because of the

other patients.

But let me tell you…I sure as hell love going to the doctor!

–

a roommate or two.

“Tell me about your roommate? What is she like?” asked Lydia.

“She is this cute little redhead. I just loved redheads!” Charlotte exclaimed and

Lydia blushed as she played with a red curly lock of hair.

“Redheads, eh?” Lydia laughed.

“You have beautiful red hair,” Charlotte said getting bolder.

“Thank you. I often think of coloring it though. It gets a lot of attention.”

“NO! Don’t ever do that.”

“I won’t…it’s just a thought I have every once in awhile.”

“Do you brush it often? Your hair is so shiny and perfect!” exclaimed Charlotte.

“You sound like a shampoo commercial!” laughed Lydia.

“Haha, I am sorry. Would you let me comb it for you?” asked Charlotte, as her

eyes gleamed with sexual desire.

“Sure. There is a comb in my bedroom. Come on, I’ll show you.”

“You’re apartment is so gorgeous. Here sit on the bed and I’ll comb your hair. I

was going to be a hairdresser you know, but I decided on getting a degree here. I

had a scholarship, so its not like I could turn it down,” blurted Charlotte, as

she gently brushed Lydia’s hair.

Lydia felt a hand massaging her back as Charlotte ceased brushing her hair. Lydia

didn’t resist because it felt good to be touched. Charlotte’s hands kneaded her

neck in tiny circles and she said, “Boy, you’re really tense!”

“That feels really good. Don’t stop,” said Lydia, knowing full well it wouldn’t

end with just a massage. She didn’t really care. The girl’s hands were like heat

seeking missiles, finding the tense spots immediately.

“Lie on your stomach,” breathed Charlotte.

Lydia lay on her stomach as Charlotte unzipped Lydia’s dress releasing the

tension of the tight dress and also allowing herself to explore more of Lydia’s

soft flesh.

“There that’s better isn’t it?” asked Charlotte.

“Mmm, yes.”

…End of the part13. To be continued..

Anna turned and walked to the door. As she opened the door she noticed that

everyone was staring at her. The tears continued to drip from her pretty emerald

eyes. As she walked to the reception area she noticed the stunned look of Mr.

Bougehard Wright III. He quickly turned and retreated to his office. He did not

want to witness the submission of his pretty assistant.

When she walked into the reception area her eyes quickly focused on an angry

black man in his early twenties. He had a hard arrogant look on his young face

and a smirk on his lips. As she looked at the young black man she recalled what

her mother had always told her as she was growing up. “The reason they are black

is so that we can easily identify them. Never get close to them as they will

spray their poison deep into you and ruin you for a good man….” The words ran

through her mind as she motioned for the black man to follow her. As she led him

back to Jerome Bettis’ office she could feel his dark eyes on her tight swaying

ass cheeks. She held the door open as he entered and then followed him.

The young black man dropped into the expensive chair and returned the smile of

the black attorney. “You shore have a sweet little bitch here brother….. Have

you buried your black cock into her sweet honey pie yet,” he boastfully

questioned.

Jerome smiled but did not answer his question. Instead he politely asked, “Is

there anything Mrs. Belvoir can get for you before we start ?”

“Well Bro I be thinking that a glass full of sipping whiskey would shore hit the

spot,” his white teeth shining in the early morning light.

Turning to Anna, Jerome brusquely ordered, “Go get Bougehard’s best Kentucky

Whiskey for my new client. And bring THREE glasses.”

Anna started to protest but decided against comment. Nine o’clock in the morning

and these two black men wanted to start drinking hard liquor? Her mind could not

fathom the rationale but excused herself and left to retrieve the requested

items.

When she entered Mr. Bougehard Wright’s office she made the simple request. She

heard him murmur something under his breath but felt it best she not follow up

the comment. Without speaking she quickly turned and exited the senior partner’s

office.

Upon re-entering Jerome’s office she found the two black men laughing. Their

eyes quickly refocussed on her tight lean body as she put the three glasses and

whiskey decanter on Jerome’s desk.

“Pour three glasses to the top and take one…” Jerome ordered.

Anna started to say, “I don’t……” but caught herself. Her upper thighs still

…End of the part9. To be continued..