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PT 1

As Mike slowly walked down the glistning wet city street

thoughts of his psychiatrist probed his mind. He had been going to the

same psychiatrist for almost a year now and his bimonthly hour

of sexual bliss was about to begin. No, he had never touched her

or had any contact with her of any kind, she was much to cold

for that, but his fantasies were fueled from these sessions.

You might say that Mike was obsessed. She was a cold, cold woman,

who had never shown any signs of emotions towards him, but in

that he did not blame her because sex with clients was strictly

taboo. He could accept that, so she lived only in his

fantasies which were fueled intensly 2 times a month.

He imagined in his head her distincted jawline which

never twiched, nor smiled, and her dark eyes which showed absolutely

no emotion whatsoever. Yes she was very cold, very unobtainable,

and in that she was so beautiful.

As he walked down the wet street, the dampness of the

pavement brought a familiar smell to his nose. He liked the rain.

The sounds of cars splashing down the pavement all greeted his sences

and created the dark mood of gloom that he was in. He seemed to always

be depressed and nothing ever seemed to matter. He stared at his

feet as he approached the large office building, and with a deep

breath pulled the large glass door open and went inside.

Ella looked at her watch and took off her glasses.

It was almost time for her appointment with Mike, and she would

need to prepare. Unknown to him was the fact that the whole

time she had been counseling him, she had found herself becoming

more and more atracted to him. On several occasions she had found

herself getting damp from the smooth sound of his voice and his

smooth looks. In her profession, sex with clients was strictly

forbidden, but as time went on she had found it harder and harder

to supress her emotions. She was finally at that breaking point

and she feared that she had lost control; something that she prided

herself on. As she slowly closed the blinds thoughts of the few times

she had reached out and touched him crossed through her mind. Every

touch she had ever placed had been always met with a think knot

of corded muscle. As she glanced one more time outside at the rain,

a wave of want passed over her. She found herself already getting

wet.

Mike pushed through the glass door that led into Ms.

Sanders office. He walked up to the receptionist and checked in.

He looked down through the glass tabletop that made up the

receptionist’s desk. As always, she was wearing a skimpy skirt

that rode up her legs when she sat. Soft white nylons hugged her

legs and supple white leather pumps adorned her outfit. Mike

…End of the part1. To be continued..

This could go in true stories to: A 85 year old who had never been to a doctor
before, as he proudly announced, came to the office for a check-up. He thought
it was about time. I, the doc, said, “What did you do to life so long and
stay so healthy?” He said, “Well, whatever it was, it wasn’t listening to the
likes of you!!”

Another one: During my residency, we offered a free pap smear clinic. Well, a
nurse brought in her elderly mother to have a pap smear because she had never
had one, or an internal exam for that matter. She had her kids at home
without benefit of medical attention. She was maybe 80. (The daughter was 60
or so.) Well, the daughter held her hand and talked her through the ordeal of
her first pelvic exam just as a mother might with a teenage girl. After it
was over, I said something to lighten things up like, “Now that wasn’t so bad
was it?” The old lady said, “No, it wasn’t, but I have one question to ask
you.” I said, “Shoot.” She said, “Does your mother know what you do for a
living?”

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want to fuck me tonight Mrs. Belvoir ?” he asked.

Blood was filling her head…. It would have been amusing if her position would

not have been so humiliating. She could not answer her master; not with her

husband huddling on the floor only six feet away.

Jerome licked his index finger and then stroked the red lined slit. Anna’s sex

chute had regained it’s tightness since her black sexing several hours ago. She

felt her slippery lubricant forming deep in her pussy. When Jerome separated the

tight lips Anna moaned noticeably. “May I please get up ?” she pleaded.

“No.. You may not. I like you with your face on the floor. Answer my question

Mrs. Belvoir !”

The back of Anna’s legs begged for relief. The tips of Jerome’s long muscular

fingers were continuing to agitate her sex. She wanted to………………..

“Yes,” was her quiet sob.

“Yes, what, Mrs. Belvoir ?” Jerome asked.

The tears had returned to her eyes. “Yes, I want you to fuck me Mr. Bettis.”

The fingertips were teasing her hard clit. The obscene position that she found

herself…. and the tormenting fingers were bring her close to arousal.

“Beg ME,” Jerome ordered.

Anna tried to form the words… She tried to come up with an answer; any answer.

She couldn’t.

“Please fuck me with your black cock Mr. Bettis. Please take me to my bedroom and

fuck me until you cum into my tight pussy. PLEASE…… PLEASE MR. BETTIS,

PLEASE FUCK ME…… FUCK ME WITH YOUR LONG BLACK COCK YOU BASTARD !!”

Anna’s submission was complete. Jerome sat and relished her surrender. “Well

JimBo…. Do you want me to fuck your little tramp ?”

Jim’s cock was about to explode. His head still spun from the sharp slaps he had

just received. Meekly he looked up at the black man seated at his kitchen table

obscenely stroking his wife’s sloppy pussy. “Yes……” was his simple reply.

“Well white boy; I be taking your little tramp up to YOUR bedroom. I’m going to

fuck her in the same bed that you lay with her every night. I want you to stay

here… Maybe afterwards I will let you watch… but now you just keep laying on

the floor. Oh….. and another thing. I want you to beg me to fuck your little

slut of a wife,” Jerome concluded.

With his head hung in shame (but with his five inch white cock throbbing with

…End of the part20. To be continued..

front of his wife. He wanted to rebuff the arrogant black man…… he wanted

to show his manhood and protect his wife… and his home. As he considered his

alternatives he was struck sharply across the face. The blow knocked him out of

his chair and he as he laid on the floor he looked up to the muscular black man

that was dramatically changing his life. His only response was meek and

frightened…… “Please don’t hit me again….”

Anna sit silently as Jerome Bettis established his domination over her frightened

husband. It has been less than two days since her own submission to this

powerful black man. Anna started shivering as she heard her husband begged the

black man to not strike him again.

Jerome resumed his seat and gave Anna a stern look. “I gave you an order. Do not

make the mistake of disobeying it.”

Anna rose and looked at her sniveling husband. She silently unthreaded the metal

button at the top off her jeans. Without looking down she then pulled the zipper

down. She had to wiggle her hips to pull the tight jeans down her muscular

thighs. She said nothing as she pulled the legs of the jeans over her feet. She

had removed her shoes. The pretty white wife then turned and bent slightly at

the waist.

Jerome’s black hands stroked her upper thighs and his fingers found the angry red

welts and outlined them. Her Lilly white skin contrasted sharply with his dark

hands. As his finger tips caressed the red welts she moaned softly. The wife

remembered her punishment only a few short hours ago.

Jim watched silently from his prone position on the kitchen floor. He felt his

manhood harden and he was ashamed. A black man was casually stroking his nearly

naked wife in their home and his cock was throbbing; harder than he could ever

remember.

“Remove your panties Mrs. Belvoir. I wish to play with your tight little pussy,”

Jerome ordered.

Mrs. Anna Belvoir did not question the instruction. She had quickly learned that

Jerome was not to be questioned. She wondered very briefly if he husband would

come to her aid…… and then she realized that her husband would not…or could

not protect her. She put her fingers in the top of her fresh panties and pulled

them down. The tails of her white shirt was still covering her upper body.

“Grab your ankles Mrs. Belvoir… Make yourself ready for me….” Jerome mocked

the pretty middle aged wife.

Anna had always prided herself on her lean and agile body. She bent at the waist

and locked her hands around her small precious ankles.

Jerome sat quietly for several minutes watching the pretty wife. Her muscles

…End of the part19. To be continued..

It had been three days since the picnic trip and they had not played any of
their pooey games since then.

Jane spoke. “I meant to tell you Mary, that I’ve really really come alive
since we started our fun games. You are such a good good friend!”

Mary instantly shot back “Same goes for me my love. Are you in the mood or
something”

“Well yes. I have been ’saving up’ for you. It’s been two days since I
have done a bigjob you know?”

“Bathroom…?”

“Why not?”, said Jane, “let’s be conventional for once !” They laughed.
“But we can use the full floor space!”

The friends decided to strip naked. “Come on then Jane, how about a nice
squat down right in the middle of the floor.”

Jane squatted down and pulled her panties to one side. “Nnnnnnnnnnnn…..”
A big push with huge effort. “nnnnnnnn”

This went on for a few moments. Mary stood over Jane letting her finger
and lick her pussy through and round mary’s panties. Between straining of
course!

Mary said “What’s happening… oo.. that’s nice…but ..mmmm.. are you
getting anywhere?”

Jane replied, a little frustration in her voice. “My rear feels so fully
loaded, but I just can’t move it. You’ll have to help mary”

“Ok Ok…get down on all fours and I’ll take a look”

Jane did so and mary made a close examination of mary’s bum hole.

“Give another big push Jane!”

Jane did so. Mary put her tongue against Janes hole which bulged and
pushed against it.

“It’s going to have to be a finger job. Ready?”

Jane giggled her consent as Mary wet one finger first in her own cunt then
in Jane’s. Then into Jane’s bum hole.

“Well, I’ve got my finger half in and I can already feel it! Jesus..it’s a
real torpedo poo!. PUSH! I’ll try and get this finger well in and help it
out”

Jane really strained hard. Her whole body went rigid with each heave.
Mary now had her finger wedged alonside the long fat poo in Jane’s rectum.
The pressure made Jane piss voluminously right onto the floor, the piss
puddle running around her knees and lower legs. Mary curled her finger
round a little to try and help hook out the beast.

“Come on…one more BIG heave Jane!”

“Grrrrnnnnnnnnn…. yeah”

At last the first part of the poopy stick showed itself to Mary, who slid
her shitty finger out of Jane’s arse hole”

More pushing, but then a halt. Now a good four inches of turd were
sticking rigidly out of Jane.

“Jane.. I have a wondeful idea! Get up get up!”

Mary lay down on the floor and lifted her legs really high and back over
her shoulders so her cunt was aimed almost to the ceiling. With her hands
she spred and opened hur pussy, glistening wet.

Jane was staning with the monster turd sticking firm from between her
cheeks

“Now”, said Mary, “FUCK ME WITH THAT CHOCKY STICK!”

Even Jane was slightly amazed, but totally delighted! So, she turned her
back to Mary and slowly lowered her rear down until the tip of the turd
entered Mary’s gaping hole. It would go in well, it was so firm. Soon
Jane was sitting almost fully down on Mary’s twat, locked to her by the poo
now well up Mary. Slowly the two women started to gently thrust in rhythm
and the protruding turd slid in and out of Mary like a dark brown cock…

Although we live in and were both raised in an extremely
conservative environment, we had always shared a strong curiosity
about erotic things, activities and ideas.

On our vacations, away from home, we always bought and read as
many of the sexy and erotic magazines and books as we could find
and we had gone together to the first X rated movie either of us
had ever seen. This got us started thinking and talking about
all the possibilities, from teasing to swapping, and I guess we
discussed and imagined together nearly every type of possibility.
We had reached the point of agreeing that neither of us would
take any underwear with us on vacation, and we had enjoyed B’s
wearing of flimsy tops that showed-off her tits and,
particularly, her rather large and hard nipples. We were also
sure that, on several “accidental” occasions, guys had gotten a
glimpse of her bare pussy.

Our interest seemed to wane for a while until we happened to see
the movie EMMANUELLE about 6 weeks before we went to Hawaii in a
January. The movie had gotten our juices flowing again and when
we arrived in Honolulu and were waiting for a cab, I bought a
stack of erotic magazines, including one that we had not seen
before. After we got to the hotel room and got unpacked, I was
waiting for B to shower and began to look at the magazines. The
copy of the new magazine with personal ads from couples and
singles caught my eye and when I started to read some of the
personal ads, I really got a hard-on. Just looking at the photos
of all the “average” women and couples and reading their ads had
turned me on tremendously. When B came out and saw me lying
there on the bed sporting as big a hard-on as I have ever had,
she immediately wanted to know what had excited me so much. I
told her to read a few of the ads and see what she thought while
I showered. Well, by the time I had showered, there she was on
the bed playing with a very wet pussy while she was reading the
ads.

We were both starving, so we decided to take our wet pussy and
still semi-hard cock off to dinner and come back to finish the
ads later. B dressed in a real see-through dress that hardly hid
anything. All through dinner, we renewed our erotic discussion
and fantasies and we were really enjoying the way our waiter paid
particular attention to B and her nearly exposed tits. Looking
at the highly lighted base of the salad bar, I dared her to go
back and stand in front of one of the lights with her legs spread
apart for a minute. She went right over and stood there like she
couldn’t decide what she wanted while every eye in the room could
literally see the hair on her pussy between her spread legs as
outlined by the bright light. After she returned and I told her
how good she had looked, we could hardly wait to finish and get
back to the room.

We giggled all the way to the room and as soon as we were inside
the door, we quickly got undressed and got on the bed. B grabbed
the magazine and began reading the ads out loud to me. I was
getting so hot that I got up to look out the window and perhaps
cool off; and, as I was standing there, I caught the glimpse of
some movement in the room slightly below us in the hotel across
the way. I always carry small binoculars, so I got them out and
found to my enjoyment that there was a young oriental couple,
totally naked, on the bed, kissing and touching each other.
Before long, they engaged in 69 and I called B over to look. By
now, I was so horny I could hardly stand it so I slipped my cock
into B’s wet and hot pussy from behind as she bent over to look
through the binoculars. We had our first of many orgasms then
and several more through the night as we watched the couple suck
and fuck, and also as we read and looked at the rest of the
personal ads and sucked and played with each other.

The next day on the beach, we could hardly talk about anything
else and after a few drinks through the afternoon, we were ready
to go back to the room and freshen-up. Unlike her usual closing
of the drapes, B stood right in front of the window and took off
her suit and stretched and posed. She asked me to come by the
side of the window and look with the binoculars to see if anyone
was watching her. I could see one couple and two older men who
could see her. One of the men went in and came out with his own
glasses and I could see him playing with himself as he watched
her. The couple and the other man just stared. I got really
horny so I took off my suit and came up behind her and grabbed
her tits and pulled her over to the bed and we fucked like crazy,
thinking that the people could see us. (Later, we determined
that those people probably could not actually see that far into
the room from where they were).

We were hungry again, so we went down to another place…no
bright lights though …to have a few drinks and eat. We talked
about the erotic fun we were having and how we hoped that we
could watch the same couple or perhaps even others either naked
or having sex later that night. B admitted that she had really
been turned on by the fact that others might be able to see her
naked and promised me then to never close the drapes in our hotel
or motel again. She has kept that promise, although when we are
in a motel where people can walk right by the window, we can only
…End of the part1. To be continued..

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hot woman. “Aw, too bad. I have a customer, I have to go. But don’t forget to

make a closing announcement in a couple of minutes.” Crap, I thought, as I

glanced at a clock and realized the time. The store would be closing in twenty

minutes. “No problem,” I said, and hung up. Fortunately, I’d finished most of

the closing procedures and had little to do before making the closing calls. It

was a few minutes early, but I went ahead and made the 15-minute announcement.

Halfway through, she reappeared, walking towards me and smiling. As I hung up,

she leaned forward on the desk again. “You have a beautiful voice,” she said,

biting her finger. I leaned forward again, and my nose caught the unmistakable

scent of a woman’s sex. I tried to suppress a grin and failed. She just smiled

and sucked on her index finger. “You really like being looked at, huh? It turns

you on that much?” I asked quietly. “Yeah, it does. Especially when cute guys

are staring… The kind I like staring at myself.” The full-bore force of her

look hit me like a baseball bat. “Aw, give me a break… I’m not all –” “Shhhh.”

She brought her finger to my lips. It was all I could do not to close my eyes

and suck her finger into my mouth. It reeked of her juices, and smelled divine.

“Don’t get uptight about it, just accept it for what it is. There’s lots of cute

guys around, but you’re interesting. And cute plus interesting, to me, equals

sexy.” My erection pulsed again as she stood up and twirled on one foot, her

skirt flying up just a bit. “Do you think I’m sexy? Or just pretty?” I closed

my mouth again. “Oh, I would definitely have to say you’re sexy. Very.” She

grinned and twirled again. “Very, very.” “Well,” she said, dropping into a split

on the floor, “do you like looking at sexy girls?” I nodded vigorously. She ran

her hands up one leg. “Do you just like to look? Or do you like other things,

too?” Her fingertips reached the hem of her skirt again, and teasingly brushed

it upwards. “I like all kinds of things,” I stammered. “But I like everything

about you.” Over the intercom I heard Jeff do the ten minute announcement in an

annoyed voice. “We’re closing in just a few minutes,” I said. “All good things

come to an end.” “Do they?” she said absentmindedly, as she brushed the skirt up

another bit. “Do they have to?” She looked up at me. “Nope, no way, uh-uh,” I

blurted. She laughed. “You don’t have girls flirt with you very often, do you?

Do you like it?” “I like it a lot. But I’ve never had anyone flirt with me like

you. You’re incredible.” She smiled and pulled the skirt up a bit more, bringing

her leg around. Now her panties were fully visible; I could make out her lips

through the thin material — was that moisture I saw there? For several seconds,

maybe minutes, my eyes traced the contours of those beautiful panties. But then

she stood up and leaned over to me again. “Thank you,” she said. “Now, any old

fart can look down my dress and get a thrill,” she said, touching the front of my

shirt. “But some guys I let see a little more. Some guys I let actually do

something. Maybe they can touch me…” She ran a finger over the back of my

hand; her touch was electric. “Maybe I can touch them… But that’s maybe,” she

said harshly, and she pinched my hand, hard. I grimaced…but nodded. “Maybe,

if you’re a good boy… But we’ll have to see.” She looked around. “Who checks

the bathrooms?” I startled, then replied, “Anybody who volunteers… I’ll do it.”

She grinned. “Okay… I’ll be the one you have to drag out, then. I’ll see you

in a few minutes.” She leaned forward and kissed me, easing her tongue into my

mouth with a luscious swirl I lost myself in, and then she was gone, strutting

towards the restrooms. I quickly made a five minute announcement, then walked

around the back of the store looking for stragglers. I found two, encouraged

them to find what they were looking for and buy it, and gradually made the

rounds, arriving at the other information desk. Jeff was hunched over a magazine.

“Are we clear yet?” “Almost. There’s two over in art; I think they’re hunting

for naked pictures.” “That’s always fun. I’ll go check the –” “No, I’ll do it,

I’m on my way,” I interrupted, moving to the restroom. I checked the men’s room

first and found it empty, then knocked on the women’s room door. “Anyone in

there? It’s time to go,” I said. I heard a slight giggle, and my curiosity (and

my cock) told me to go in, so I did. Opening the first two doors, I found them

empty, but in the third stall she sat on the toilet, one leg on the handicapped

bar and one on the floor. Her fingers were moving in and out of her bare pussy;

I could hear them slurping slightly as she did it, staring right into my eyes and

smiling. I stood there and stared as she masturbated, bringing her other hand to

rub her clitoris. Her eyes narrowed as she looked at me. “Time to go?” she

finally asked. “Yep.” I didn’t move. She dropped her leg to the floor, and

grabbed her panties. With her legs wide open and still looking me in the eye,

she wiped her panties over her sex, even pushing part of it into her before

standing, walking to me and placing them in my hand. “I’ll be back to see you

soon,” she said. She pushed her body into mine; I felt her breasts rub

delightfully against me, and smelled her heavenly aroma. She looked fetchingly

up at me again. “But not tonight. I have things to do tonight, okay?” “Alright,

but come back soon, okay? I’ll be good, I promise.” “Of course you will, if you

ever want any of this,” she said, moving my hand to her crotch. It was hot and

wet, and I instantly moved a finger inside of her. She shuddered, but pushed me

away. “I’ll see you,” she said, and pushed past me and out the door. I almost

ran after her, but realized I had her panties in my hand. I quickly shoved them

in my pocket and ran after her, but she was out the front door. Jeff approached

behind me. “Damn, was that the chick you were talking about? Man, she was

fine.” “Yeah,” I nodded stupidly. “Yeah.”

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..

By the time he finished spurting, Roger had joined the spillage going
on, spraying one wicked stream over Linda’s shoulder before he could
position correctly and direct the outpourings of his arousal where it was
directed. The two men panted and groaned at the release, sweat pouring off
their trim bodies. Kate felt a small trickle of sperm slid down over her
eyebrow and drop to her cheek. Finally, the three men stood, palms cupped
with their offerings, rapidly shrinking cocks dwindling.

“Now what the fuck are you gonna do?” inquired Roger. “Make us stand
here with cum all over our hands?”

“No, silly. We’re gonna drink it all down like little birdies!” rejoined
Linda. The men looked at her, mystified. As if to respond, she lay down
slowly on the tossed clothes, and motioned for Kate to join her. Kate did
so, until their heads were right next to each others, legs pointing in
opposite directions. “Now, come over here, move your hands to just over our
faces, and open up!” Roger moved over to her and knelt down next to her
head. Bob came to the top of her head, and Jack went next to Kate. The two
women opened their mouths and wiggled their tongues nastily.

“Ok, guys, let ‘er rip!”

The men slowly opened their cupped palms. A stream of sperm dropped out,
like a warm white shower, dripping quickly into Linda’s open mouth. Kate
was also inundated with the semen, feeling it drip slowly into her face. On
and on the shower continued, line after line, huge dollop after huge dollop
of sperm adhering to the law of gravity and dropping from the mens’ hands
into the faces and open, awaiting mouths, of the bare chested women below
them. As they finished, the men moved their hands down, allowing the women
to lick and cleanse their palms. Kate squished the sperm around in her
mouth. She had gotten just about all of Jack’s, a good bit of Bob’s and even
a drop of two of Roger’s ejaculation. Linda had captured most of Roger’s,
the rest of Bob’s and a few drops of Jacks. Share and share alike, she
thought. She too swirled the captured cum around her cheeks and over her
teeth, enjoying the sensuous feel of the slightly sticky, salty sauce.
Finally she swallowed, feeling the mass slide down her throat. Looking over,
she noticed Kate had just done the same. The two women kissed, spearing
their spermy tongues into each other’s mouths, rubbing lips and tits as they
shared the men’s sperm. Kate reached down and rubbed her overheated crotch,
feeling the orgasm begin and rapidly explode all through her body,
shuddering with it’s force. Linda squealed and quivered the same as her own
fingers brought the climax to her.

The women lay next to each other for a few moments, feeling the men
stroke their bodies and glow in the pleasure. Finally, Linda sat up, and
said “I bet you never had that happen before, did you?” The men shook their
heads in disbelief.

Later, while driving home, Kate and Linda discussed their newfound
fascination with semen.

“I don’t know what it is about me, I’ve just gotten to really enjoy the
taste and texture of cum. It’s different than almost anything else I’ve ever
tasted!” said Linda, calmly.

Kate agreed. “I know what you mean, it’s strange. Some women, and men,
for that matter, might think this is really gross or something, but I
suppose when you think about it, it’s not really all that bad. I mean, hell,
what is sperm anyway? Ninety-eight percent water. A few million little sperm
cells wiggling around, to small to see without a microscope. And some other
fluid and sugars and stuff. Big deal. But to think that we’re doing
something that is really different, well that turns me on like crazy!”

“Yeah, just the feeling of that slippery, kinda sticky juice on my body
is sexy. And I love to watch a man come, it’s very intense, they way they
screw up their faces and groan and moan. I wonder if it feels anything like
when we girls have an orgasm.”

“I don’t know. I kinda think that a man’s orgasm is centered around his
cock, where mine feel like their going all over my body. I suppose it’s all
in your head anyway, but it’s gotta be good for them too, right? Or else
they wouldn’t be so horny all the time!” Kate laughed.

“You got it, babe,” Linda joked along with her. “Hey, tonight let’s see
if we can get our golfed out husbands to donate a little squirt or too for
us, and compare notes tomorrow, eh?”

Kate agreed.
.
.
.

The next day, Linda’s husband came over to watch a baseball game at
Kate’s house, so Kate excused herself and went to see Linda. She had a
wonderful time the night before, and wanted to hear all about Linda’s
evening too. When she got to Linda’s house, the two women grabbed a bottle
of wine, two glasses, and sat out on the covered porch behind the house.

“Well, honey, how’d you do last night? You have a certain glow about
you, I take it you got lucky?” asked Linda breathlessly.

“Well, if you count about 30 orgasms as lucky, I guess you could say
that!”

“Jeesus! What’d you do, invite over the Hell’s Angels or something?”
quizzed Linda.

“Oh, no, not this time. I got Rog all hot and bothered by walking around
in a short nighty, and managed to get him upstairs. We took a nice hot bath
together, and then we went to bed. I told him I’d really like for him to eat
me for a while, and promised to return the favor. Well, he got into it right
away. He kissed me real hard and deep, and then he just kinda moved down my
body, kissing my boobies and sticking his tongue in my belly-button on the
way down. Then he moved around and pushed my knees apart, and just leaned
right down in my pussy. He breathed on it really warm for a few seconds,
then put his tongue on my clit and started to suck it in. He twiddled it
with the tip of his tongue, and then slid one finger up in me. It felt
GREAT! Then he began sliding his tongue up and down the lips of my pussy,
kissing and sucking at them like he hadn’t eaten in days. He was gently
pushing his finger in and out of my hole, rubbing the inside really great.
Then he must have found my G-spot ’cause all of a sudden I started cumming
over and over again. He knew he had me, and kept licking and sucking and
pulling on my clit and squeezing my G-spot. I must have cum for three solid
minutes, I finally had to push him away because I got so sensitive I
couldn’t stand it anymore. He sat up with that shit-eating grin of his on
his face, then lay down next to me and held me for the longest time, I just
lay there and gasped like a race horse after the Kentucky Derby.”

“WOW! That sound’s really good. Then what, did you do him?” Linda asked
excitedly.

“Well, yeah. I wanted to pay him back for the great time he’d given me,
so after I got my breath back, I rolled him over on his back. His cock was
just semi-hard, so I put my hand around it and started to slowly stroke it
back and forth, kissing him and telling him how great he was. He ate it up.
He started pumping his hips back and forth, moving his cock through my hand.
Then I put my head on his stomach and stuck my tongue out, letting the tip
of his cock touch it each time he came though. Gradually I let more and more
of it go into my mouth and moved my hand away. After a few minutes, he was
stroking all the way into my mouth and to the back of my throat. I made sure
I had plenty of spit and kept him nice and wet and slippery. Every now and
then I’d bite down real gently on him, and let him pull back through my
teeth. He had his hands on the back of my head, sometimes moving my head
back and forth on his cock, sometimes just holding me and fucking in and out
of my mouth with his beautiful cock. I could taste some pre-cum leaking out
of him, and didn’t want to have him shoot off too fast, so after a few
minutes, I stopped. I told him I wanted him to watch what I was doing, so
we switched positions a bit. I sat up, and rested against the headboard and
a couple of pillows, and I made him come up and straddle my chest. I pushed
my boobs together and he slid his cock back and forth between them for a
bit. That was fun, I really like the feeling of his cock between my breasts.
Then I pulled him up and let him put his penis right into my mouth. He was
looking down at me, and I was looking up at him, and it was adorable. He
looked just like a little baby, with his eyes closed and a dreamy sort of
look on his face.”

“Then I told him I wanted him to cum right in my mouth and down my
throat. He was getting really near, so I pulled him out of my mouth. I
opened up as wide as I could, and just pulled his cock back and forth. I
felt him begin to tremble, then he said ‘watch out, honey, here I cum’ and
then he did. Boy, did he cum! The first shot went straight into my mouth,
luckily I didn’t choke on it or anything. Then he went off again, and this
one went into my mouth too, but a little bit of it hit my upper lip. Roger
must have been storing it up for a week, because I had to close my mouth and
swallow, and just as I did, he shot off again. Well, my mouth was closed, so
it hit me right between the lips and dribbled down over my chin. That felt
so neat I closed my eyes and he shot again, this time it hit my cheek and
jaw. I can remember the feeling even now, it was so crazy and kinky and sexy
feeling these little spurts of hot liquid hit my face. All in all he must
have shot seven or eight streams of cum onto my face, and as he slowed down
I put his cock back in my mouth and sucked the last bits out and swallowed
them. It was SOOOO GREAT!! I’m laying there all sweaty and gasping, with
Roger’s cum all over my face, and he’s holding on to the headboard above me
and shaking and shuddering like someone possessed. I kept his cock in my
mouth for a couple of minutes, just kinda nursing on it like a baby on a
tit. I could feel the cum cooling and drying on my face, and I started to
rub it in. But he grabbed my hand and told me to wait, he just wanted to
look at me like that. So I stopped, and we just stared into each other’s
eyes for a minute or so. Then the goddam phone rang! I nearly jumped out of
my skin. You know how it is after you have a hot and heavy session like
that, you get all relaxed and calmed down and you’re half asleep. So I
jumped, and managed to answer the phone. It was my mother, of all things! I
couldn’t just tell her to call back, so she has me on the phone talking
about her neighbors and all this other gossip and stuff, and I’m lying there
talking back to her with my husband’s semen all over my face! It was wild!
Roger started massaging it into my face while I’m talking, and that nearly
set me off again. I started giggling and groaning, and Mom asked me what the
heck was the matter. Well, I couldn’t exactly tell her that Roger was wiping
all his cum off my face, now could I? I finally got her off the phone, and
Roger and I rubbed his cum into my face and boobs and all, then we fell
asleep. I woke up this morning with it all caked and dry on me, but it felt
good anyway. So that’s my story. What about you?”

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Archive-name: Fetish/cd3.txt
Archive-author: Jazzbo Brown
Archive-title: Cum Drinkers, The – 3

“God, I’d love to be able to finger myself right now..” she murmured as
Linda merged her car onto the expressway into town.

“Well, hell, go ahead, darling, I won’t tell!” grinned Linda. Kate
looked at her with a gleam in her eyes. She pulled up on the hem of the
skirt until her white pantied crotch came into view, then hunched down on
the seat. She lifted her hips off the seat and pulled the crotch of her
panties away until Linda could see the pink lips of her pussy peek out. Kate
kept her bush trimmed away quite a bit, and Linda loved the sight of the
glistening feminine lips. Kate moistened her index finger in her mouth and
slowly wormed it up into her canal, closing her eyes and moaning softly as
she did. She tweaked her clitoris as she slowly moved her finger in and out
of her now-moist vulva.

“oh god this feels sooooo good” she breathed heavily. She continued
massaging her mons and twisting first one, then two, then three fingers up
into her depths. Suddenly she cried out softly, arched her hips up off the
seat, and whimpered ‘cumming cumming cumming….’ through clenched lips and
closed eyes. Linda smiled as her friend slumped back down onto the seat and
sighed heavily.

Kate was awakened from her reverie by a honk from just outside her
window. She abruptly sat up and looked out, straight into the face of the
driver of a van who had pulled up to their right and, from all appearances,
had watched the entire performance. He grinned at Kate, gave her the ‘thumbs
up’ signal, and slowly passed their car. Kate just smiled at him and nodded.

The women soon found themselves in the business district of town, an
area decorated with fashionable high-rise office buildings and chic shops,
with the usual scattered crowd of weekend tourists and natives about. Linda
parked her car in an underground lot near a large plaza, and the two women
walked up into the bright sunshine of the late afternoon.

“So, whatdaya want to do?” inquired Kate, grinning impishly.

“I don’t know, let’s just wander around and see what comes up!” returned
Linda, smiling back at her friend. Both women were dressed to kill. Kate had
on a short white skirt with a wide belt and a knit halter top, which showed
the upper slopes of her breasts in alluring detail. Her long legs were skin-
bare, but she had on daring high heels of black leather. Linda was more
coyishly dressed, in skin-tight blue jeans and a sweater. Neither women wore
a bra. They attracted many glances and outright stares from men as they
wandered aimlessly around the plaza, stopping to dip their fingers in the
fountain and pat their flushed cheeks with wet hands. They sat for a moment
on the lip of a large fountained pool.

“Watch this.” Linda whispered to Kate. They say three good looking men
walking their way, dressed in jogging shorts. “I’m gonna give these guys the
treat of the day..” Kate watched spellbound as Linda pulled down the
cleavage of her sweater with one long fingernail. She glanced back at the
men. All three seemed to see it at the same time. Linda’s finger pulled the
sweater material down, down, down, until it would stretch no more. Then she
pulled the side of the cloth away, completely exposing one full breast. She
licked one finger and rubbed it over her stiff nipple. Linda looked up at
the men as they tried to walk inconspicuously closer. She caught one’s eye.
Winked. Kate looked at them and blushed furiously.

“Hi, guys. Sure is warm here in the sun, isn’t it?” Linda asked boldly.
The men walked closer. This was something they’d never expected when they
left wives and girlfriends to jog around downtown. Here were two incredibly
beautiful women, obviously not hookers, and one was fully exposing her
breast to them. One man looked around nervously.

“Jeeze, lady, what’re you tryin’ to do, get arrested or something? What
if a cop sees you?”

“I don’t see any around, besides, by the time he got here, I’d just
cover up again and say he must have been mistaken. You’d back me up,
wouldn’t you?” Linda responded, dropping into her ‘little girl lost’ voice
towards the end.

“Um, gee, sure, sure, yeah…”

“Ok, so let’s get right down to business. How would you guys like a
little entertainment for a while?”

“What do you mean? We’re not interested in pay-”

“Who said anything about money? We’re just a couple of horny gals, and
we’d like to kill an hour or two getting our chimes rung. How about it?”
Kate looked at Linda incredulously. Here she was, in the middle of downtown,
in the middle of the day, propositioning three men for sex!! “My friend here
is all tensed up, aren’t you honey” she finished, looking at Kate. Kate
just looked back at the three men blankly, then nodded her head slowly. This
was SO strange! But a delicious thrill ran through her. This was adventurous
sex, dangerous sex, sex with a stranger. She’d never dreamed of it.

Linda stood up and motioned for the men to follow her. Kate dropped in
behind them.

“I’m Jack, this is Bob, and the tall one’s Roger” spoke up one man. Kate
was about to blurt out their names when Linda turned and cut her off.

“I’m Gina, and this is Eva” she said conspiratorially, arching one
eyebrow at a bewildered Kate. Linda led them into a luckily unsecured office
…End of the part1. To be continued..

“Oh god I gotta stop or I’ll fuck her right here.” He pulled back from
a gasping Kate, letting his overheated cock cool down. He stepped to Kate’s
right, and offered the cock to Linda. She looked at Kate, then turned to
face the boy.

“Ok, you fuckers. If this is what you want, then this is what you’ll
get. But let me tell you one thing, I’m gonnna fuck the living shit out of
each and every one of you assholes here, then I’m gonna walk out of this
place and fuck you all forever.” Her manner didn’t faze the cock staring her
in the face. He shoved. She opened. Kate turned to face another cock.

After seven penises had introduced themselves to Kate’s lips and teeth,
she faced a furry female bush. She had no choice but to lean forward and
tongue the slit being held open for her. The girl groaned in pleasure as
Kate’s tongue found her clit.

“Oh fuck, she knows where to go, she knows…” groaned the girl.

‘Of course I do, I’m a woman like you’ Kate thought to herself.

After swabbing up and down the slit, which tasted suspiciously salty to
Kate several times, the girl moved across to Linda. Kate took this time to
turn to her friend and question with her eyes. Linda looked back fiercely,
not beaten or humbled.

Linda bent to the pussy in her face. As the girl held it open, she saw
the pearly drop of cum start to slide out. “Shit, girl, you’ve got cum in
your pussy!” she started to say. She looked up at the young blonde, who
simply winked back at her. Linda bent to the task. Kate thought to herself
that the pussy had tasted a bit familiar.

“Yeah, Bobby and I had a quick fuck a few minutes before we found you,
and now you get sloppy seconds. HA HA HA.” the young girl laughed. “Now
clean me out, douche-bag!” Linda touched her tongue to the girl’s slit and
lapped up the semen that had now started to flow from the girl in force. The
more she lapped up, the more dripped and dribbled out of the girl. ‘This guy
musta cum buckets!’ Linda imagined. The sperm tasted tangy and tart to her.
It dribbled from her tongue and lips, streaking her chin as it flowed. The
girl leaned forward, grasping Linda’s head with her hands and pulled her
into her crotch, bumping her hips forward, grinding her sex into the other
woman’s face.

“Oh God yes, suck my clit, bitch, get me off…unh unh” the young woman
moaned.

Kate meanwhile had another cock thrust at her, this one large and black,
shining in the light. Kate pulled it into her mouth and sucked strongly,
beginning to get more and more aroused at the scene. She wished her hands
were free so she could reach down and play with her clit and pussy, or that
someone else would do it for her. She licked and sucked at the shaft of the
ebony prick in her mouth, tongueing around the head and feeling it glide
over her lips. All too soon, it pulled from her mouth and the black boy
moved down to Linda. Kate faced a thin, rather small cock. She opened up and
let it invade her mouth as had the one before. She held steady as the body
to which it was attached thrust forward, arching before her. Suddenly she
heard Linda choke next to her, and turned her head slightly, just in time
to see the black teen’s cock spew a load of salty sperm onto Linda’s sweaty
face. The teen jerked his cock off.

“Yeah, baby, lick that cum, ahhhhh, yes, shit I jus’ couldn’t hold it
no more.” He shot several streams of white goo against Linda’s open mouth
and lips, as she tried desperately to re-capture the organ. The first blast
had obviously caught her off-guard and caused her to choke slightly, but she
soon recovered. Cum flew into her hair and across her face in wet white
lines. The boys and girls watching cheered and guffawed to see what they
viewed as the young wife’s humiliation. Their noise quickly died, though,
as they saw her lick around her lips, trying to capture as much of the semen
splattering her face as she could.

“Holy shit, she likes it!”

“Look at her try to get it all! Goddam, that bitch is eatin’ that cum
like she ain’t had none in years…”

“Yeah, get it baby..”

Linda was moaning and groaning with suppressed pleasure. Kate figured
she was reliving the scene she had described to her from her college days
in the fraternity house where she had outlasted 30 or so college studs. As
the black teen moved away, Kate and Linda got back to the tasks at hand..er,
mouth.

Some fifteen minutes and eight cocks later, Kate got her first sperm
shower of the evening. Her smile was painted white by a tall, gangly teen
with a veiny, bulbous cock that had barely touched her lips when it sprayed
a load of hot semen into her mouth. Kate swallowed quickly, preparing for
the next stream, but the fellow pulled his cock from her lips and, tilting
her head back, jerked his cock roughly, directing the streams of sperm
across her face and into her hair. His performance brought more hoots and
catcalls from the crowd gathered around them.

The line continued to visit the two kneeling women. Every eighth or
ninth person was female, but the vast majority of the sexual organs
…End of the part3. To be continued..

“Well, I thought it might be time for a new pair of high heels, what do
you think” Linda teased, stretching her leg out and twisting and turning it,
showing off her long slim leg to great advantage.

“Um, well, I suppose so. What heel height did you have in mind, and what
size are you?”

“I’m a size seven. And I just love a four or five inch heel, don’t you?
Don’t you think it makes my ass stand out real nice?” And so saying, Linda
quickly stood and turned around, thrusting her firm ass right in the
salesman’s face. He stammered and gulped, rising quickly. Linda checked.
‘Yep, a boner. This one’s gonna be easy…’ she thought to herself.

“Just let me go check the back, see what we have.” he said, blushing.
He turned and walked through a door into the rear stock area. Turning quickly
to make sure Kate had an eye on things, she followed him back there, and shut
the door behind her.

“Hey, lady, you can’t -” his protest was cut short by Linda lifting up
her skirt.

“Like what you see, pretty boy? Well, this pussy belongs to my husband,
and he’s the only man who’ll have it anytime soon, if I have anything to say
about it. But I like your looks. Take out your cock.”

The man simply stared at her. He didn’t know what to do, and not wishing
to waste any time, Linda walked over to him, threw one arm around his neck
and kissed him full and hard on the lips.

“Ok, then I will.” she said. She bent to her knees, and rubbed the
rapidly growing bulge at the front of his pants. “Hey, feels like you’ve got
a nice one here. Let’s let it out to breath a bit.”

She slid the zipper down and fished around inside his underwear, finally
extracting a bona fide boner. It wasn’t especially large or fat, but seemed
adequate. ‘Besides’, Linda thought, ‘it isn’t going anywhere where size means
anything!’ She bent to lick at the head. The salesman groaned.

“Oh god lady, I don’t know what you came here for, but that feels good,
just keep on sucking….”

Linda stopped and looked up at him. “Honey, I want your most expensive
pair of Italian leather high heels, right now and right here. Before I go any
further.” As if to accentuate her point, Linda straightened up and smoothed
her dress back down. The salesman hurried down the aisle, finally finding the
shoes Linda demanded.

“And while you’re there, an nice pair of suede boots, too!” He grabbed
a large box from the shelves. As he walked back, Linda swept her sweater up
over her head, freeing her nicely formed breasts. The man’s eyes bugged out
and his cock twitched.

“Are these shoes waterproof?” Linda demanded.

“Ah, yes, yes, they are, as a matter of fact..” mumbled the salesman,
peering quizzically at one of the tags.

“Good. Now I’m gonna suck you, and you’re gonna love it. But, and this
is a big but, no coming in my mouth. If I taste even the tiniest drop of your
spunk before I tell you to cum, then out you go and you’ll be shooting all
over your pants. Got that?”

“Yeah, sure, I guess so.” Who wants to look a gift blow-job in the
mouth, right?

Linda sat on one of the small stools, and motioned him over. He walked
up to her, and she leaned forward and fed his still-hard cock into her mouth.
Linda prided herself on her cocksucking talents, and it wasn’t long before
she had the man groaning and moaning in pleasure. She stroked his shaft as
she mouthed the tip of his cock, wetting him down with her saliva. All the
time she sucked at him, she keep looking at him, looking for that fateful
sign of the impending orgasm.

While one hand stroked and massaged his balls, the other felt for one
of the leather shoes. Linda kept on sucking the man’s cock, dragging it into
her mouth, rolling her talented tongue around the head, squeezing the shaft
with her lips.

Finally the man started to shudder. “Oh jeesuz I’m gonna cum in a sec”
the man grunted. Linda looked up at him. She whipped his cock out of her
mouth just as she felt the vein begin to pulse, just as he closed his eyes
in ecstasy. Pumping his prick with one hand, with the other she brought the
shoe up. Aiming his cock right into the inside of the shoe, she jerked the
man to an orgasm. SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! right into the soft leather lining
of the shoe, spit his cock’s load. Linda milked him off, every drop of the
large load collecting in the heel of the shoe as she tilted it back. Finally
he was empty.

Linda looked at him. “Bet you never saw a girl do this before.” she said
calmly and quietly. Then staring him right in the face, she tilted the back
of the shoe up to her mouth, and let the entire puddle of semen flow directly
across her lips into her mouth. As the shoe emptied, Linda lifted it above
her face, letting the last few drops drip out and land with a small plop on
her cheeks and chin.

“Ummmm, my favorite. Cum ala Giorgio.” She dropped the shoe back into
the box. “I’ll take them. Don’t bother wrapping them.” He was too astounded
to say anything, but nodded his head. Linda picked up the shoes, the suede
boots, and tossing the sweater back over her head, walked back out into the
front of the store as if nothing had happened. As she walked past one elderly
matron looking at rubber-soled shoes, Linda couldn’t help herself. She slid
one finger along her cheekbone, sliding the small drops of sperm there
together until they made a noticeable shiny trail on her face. The older
woman looked at her and gaped in horror.

Linda grabbed Kate’s arm and they rushed out of the store, dissolving
in a fit of giggles and laughter like school girls.

“Well, what’d you do, tell me, tell me!” gushed Kate. Linda sat her down
at a bench a few yards down the aisle, and opened the shoe box.

“Look.” she pointed in at the large wet stain occupying the back of the
inside of one shoe. “I sucked him, and jerked him off into it. Then I drank
his cum right out of the shoe! You should have seen his face! The poor guy
doesn’t know what hit him even yet! And I got the shoes, and this pair of
boots for my troubles!”

Kate looked at her. “You know, I think I could get to like this game!”

“Honey, you ain’t seen nothin yet!” answered the flushed Linda.

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.

==========================================================

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.

John smiled then meekly said “Yes mama. I need thick diapers ‘cuz I wet a
lot at niteenites. Thank you mama.” and toddled off to their bedroom.

Ann giggled at the sight of her husband toddling up the stairs in his
sodden diaper. He actually looked like a toddler with a load in his diaper
the way he was walking.

Ann seemed to know there were a couple of “special” diapers in John’s
diaper bag, and as she took them out, was shocked at their size. They were
huge, but designed just like the ones she’d seen for little babies in the
department stores a couple of years ago. They were made with 8 layers of
thick cotton flannel, and then had another insert made of another 8 layers
of flannel sewn in at the top and bottom. That meant John would be wearing
16 layers of thick flannel in the diaper, which was kind of like quadruple
diapering a real baby. He probably wouldn’t be able to walk with that much
between his legs, but then where did he have to go. The bathroom was “out
of bounds” while he was diapered, and those special locking diaper pins she
found in his bag, would make sure of that.

She found it kind of “kinky” as she thought of trussing her husband up in
these super thick diapers, then locking them on with the heavy locking pins
and keeping him that way until morning. As an after thought, she took two
baby bottles she’d almost missed out of the bag, and filled them with warm
water and cranberry juice. Somehow she seemed to know this combination
would make him wet more heavily during the night, so he’d be sure to wake
up in very wet diapers the next morning.

Just as she hoped, John had put out his changing pad and mattress protector
on his side of the bed, and was lying there waiting to be changed. She
gingerly removed the wet diaper, thinking “The little bugger must have wet
again to be this wet.” then cleansed him off with a big baby wipes. Next
she liberally spread vaseline all over his bottom and took extra pains with
his weewee and front noticing the effect her gentle massage was having on
his penis. Just before it looked like he’d “erupt” she pulled the thick
diaper up between his legs, leaving him with a stiff hard on tucked safely
in 16 layers of diaper flannel. The pins snapped in place in a flash and
then on went the plastic panties.

All this fooling around was making her horny, but with John all trussed up
in his diaper, what was she to do. Then an idea struck her. Babies were
supposed to be very oral, so let’s see how oral baby Johnny was.

“Johnny, mommy got you all ready for niteenites, but mommy wants some
lovings from her baby. Can you make mommy happy too ??”

John said “Sure hon, just let me get these off then I’ll really show you
some lovings, then you can get me ready for beddy bye again. Huh…. What
the heck ??”

“Oh no Johnny. Once mommy puts your didees on for nitee nites they have to
stay on until mommy changes you in the morning. Besides, babies who have to
wear diapers shouldn’t have their little weewee outside their didees and
panties, or they might have a nasty accident and peepee all over the bed or
mommy.

I think you know another way baby can make mommy very happy !!” and Ann
gently but firmly pulled John’s head to her chest then put her nipple just
inches from his mouth.

John didn’t need another hint, and soon was sucking and tonguing her
nipples, arousing her to new heights of pleasure. As Ann gently pushed his
searching mouth downward, he found a new “nipple” to suck on and with Ann’s
urging soon learned to use his lips, tongue and mouth to bring her time and
again to the heights of ecstacy.

John felt a new calm, peacefulness and a sense of helpless dependence on
this strong woman who was his mommy now, and as he felt her quiver for the
5th time, felt his bladder emptying hotly, uncontrollably into his diapers
and felt like he too was reaching the heights of orgasm, except his little
weewee was softly, limply being bathed in his peepee as he helplessly wet
his diapers uncontrollably while pleasing his mommy.

Little Johnnie was learning his lessons well, and would find himself soon
conditioned to repeat his lessons over and over again.

As Ann came down from heights she’d never know possible she could faintly
smell the urine in John’s diapers and pulled him gently towards her breasts
again. As John suckled calmly, contentedly she began gently rubbing his
diaper at the front and soon felt the swell of his manhood. She kept saying
“Johnnie likes the feeling of his warm, wet diapers doesn’t he ?? It feels
so nice to be in wet diapers sucking mommy’s titties like a little baby
again doesn’t it ?? Mommy loves her baby Johnny. Good baby Johnny wants to
wet his diapers all the time so mommy can make him feel good too.”

John’s subconscious was clouded by the sensations in his mouth, his diaper
region and especially in his cock as Ann gently stroked his erection in his
warm, wet diapers. Soon he was oblivious to everything except the
sensations and her words, and he KNEW it sure felt good to wet his diapers
and to wear wet diapers like a baby.

As he came explosively, Ann kept saying “Good baby Johnny, you’re wetting
your diapers again. It feels so good to wet your diapers. Good baby.” and
John’s helpless subconsious made the indelible connection between the
pleasure of orgasm and wetting his diapers helplessly. He was hooked and
convinced wetting his diapers made him feel this good.

Ann, his wife of 6 years, was turning him into a helpless wetter and he
…End of the part2. To be continued..

As they entered the room, Ann saw an attractive young woman sitting in a
chair beside a couch talking to a man who was lying on the couch with
headphones on and with a small tube going into his arm. He was covered with
a blanket up to his chest, and Ann could see his feet were bare and he was
fast asleep.

As Dr. Rotman introduced the woman, Ann learned she was Dr. Janet Whetmore,
a psychiatrist who dealt with special problems like John’s. Dr. Whetmore
talked softly to Ann for a while, and Ann began to really trust Dr.
Whetmore and to like her as though she were a long time friend and
confidante.

The two doctors exchanged knowing smiles, then Dr. Whetmore offered Ann a
glass of juice which she gratefully drank. After a few seconds she felt
very “alive” and “able to listen” to Dr. Whetmore and hung on her every
word.

Dr. Whetmore explained she was a psychiatrist who dealt with special
problems, called paraphilia. She explained these were fetishes or sexual
interests in objects or things, like feet, or clothing or a special time in
life. She explained many men wanted to dress up in women’s clothing, and
this was called transvestitism and the “love of womens’ clothing”. She
explained that a lot of men in important positions, like John’s, found the
stresses of everyday life caused them to want to escape into an easier
life, where they had no responsibilities, and a time when they were cared
for as babies.

These men wanted to wear baby clothing, and be dressed as babies,
especially in diapers and baby panties, and to wet their diapers like
little babies.

Unfortunately, their desires and their positions created further stresses
and conflicts and this sometimes made them sick, especially if there was
stress at home, or they were afraid their wife wouldn’t accept their
fetish. Then they could get really sick and have a breakdown.

Ann felt very sad, and sorry for these type of men. How could their wives
be so mean as to deny them this outlet for their stresses. The doctor had
explained these people were called infantilists, who loved to dress and
play as babies, but didn’t want to actually play “with babies” or children
at all. They just wanted to be babied and loved the way a mommy loved her
little baby.

In most ways they were as normal as any man, and could be capable lovers
and supporters, but needed to be babied sometimes to relieve stress and
escape from the pressures of their demanding roles and jobs.

As Ann thought about this it seemed to make so much sense, and besides here
was this learned doctor, her new friend, explaining it all softly to her,
and telling her she felt it was alright.

Finally, Dr. Whetmore said “John is an infantilist Ann. He wants to wear
diapers and baby panties, and be treated as a baby sometimes to help him
relieve the pressure of his job. That is why he has been so sick,
especially when you told him you wanted to have a new baby in your family.
It made him think you wanted someone new to love and care for and that you
wouldn’t accept the baby inside him and let it come out.

John is lying here now, Ann and has been listening to a special tape I made
for him to help him feel better physically and to help him feel better
about himself. He also has been receiving an IV with pentathol in it so we
can talk to him and ask him questions and get the honest answers.

Would you like to talk to John and ask him about his being a baby, Ann ?”

Ann paused for a second, while she thought about her husband, the 33 year
old executive, being a baby, then finally said “I’m not sure, but I should
find out. If that’s what he needs to get better, then I should know how to
help him. I do love him, and don’t want to hurt him !!”

“Very good Ann, come and sit over here, where John can see you and you can
talk. I’ll speak to him for a few minutes then you can ask him questions.”

As Ann pulled her chair over closer to the couch, she recognized the young
man now as her husband John. The doctor talked to John for a few minutes
and finally said “John, your wife Ann is here now and wants to talk to you.
She knows you want to be a big baby, and to be her baby, so you can feel
comfortable about talking to her. Be a good boy and answer her questions
honestly and properly, just as you do for me.”

To Ann she said “Go ahead, Ann, ask him anything you want.”

Ann hesitated at first then said “John do you feel better knowing I know
you want to be babied ??” to which he replied “Yes, much better.” then
asked her “Do you want to baby me ??”

Ann didn’t know what to say for sure, but finally said “I think so, but I
don’t have much experience. What do I have to do ??”

At this, Dr. Whetmore interrupted, and said “Ann, you just have to treat
John like a baby. Love him, take care of him. Feed him when he’s hungry,
help him get dressed, and change his wet or dirty diapers when he need
changing. You can do that can’t you ??”

At first Ann seemed a little shocked by the idea of changing diapers on her
husband, but then as the doctor told her it was just like playing dolls,
…End of the part2. To be continued..

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As Ann said “Yes”, the doctor led her over to the couch and gave her a
fresh diaper. She had some difficulty at first, and John seemed to squirm
around a bit, but as Ann talked soothingly to him, much like a mother with
an infant at changing time, he settled back, and Ann finally got the diaper
on him and the panties pulled up.

Ann felt a small pin prick in her arm, then began to feel very sleepy, yet
her mind seemed sharp and clear and she could hear her friend talking to
her. She could see herself taking care of John at home at night and on
weekends, with John crawling around and playing in a big playpen. She was a
happy mommy now with her baby around the house, and loved changing his wet,
or messy diapers.

John was much happier now, and a very good baby. Sometimes he was more like
a little boy, but always his diapers reminded her and him that he was still
a diapered baby.

The doctor told her she would give Ann two sets of tapes to listen to for
the next week until their next session. One just for John and one for Ann.
They should listen to the one with words each evening before bed, then the
one with the music all night. This would help them accept their new roles
of mommy and baby much easier and help John get better and feel better much
sooner.

Each week from now on, they would come together for their appointments, and
Ann should keep John diapered at bedtime from now on, and whenever possible
around the house. If John started wetting his pants during the day, she
should scold him like a toddler and then put him in daytime diapers too.

It was Ok for John to wear diapers at work, since many of the other men
wore diapers too, to relieve stress. Later on Dr. Whetmore would introduce
Ann to other mommies who had big babies at home, so they could exchange
ideas and babysit for each other.

Ann found herself warming to these ideas, and began to like the ideas of
having John toddling around the house in just a diaper, panties and Tshirt.
If she wasn’t to have any little babies at home, at least she could have a
big baby at home.

Soon, both John and Ann were sitting chatting with the doctors, and Ann
found herself quite relaxed discussing the “needs” John would soon have. A
diaper bag, about 2 dozen cloth diapers and a dozen plastic panties, some
bottles and perhaps some special rompers and playsuits.

====

Back to the Beginning

As Ann and John left, Dr. Whetmore smiled to herself. She turned to Dr.
Rotman and said “You were a good boy today Danny. I guess by now you need
your didees changed too don’t you Snookums ??”

Dr. Rotman seemed to change before her eyes. He started snivelling and then
spoke in a little boy voice “Yes nana, me all pissy. Need didee change
peez.” and Dr. Whetmore proceeded to have him lay down on the couch and
gently changed his soaking diapers then gave him a bottle and talked gently
to the sleeping baby.

In about a half hour, the two doctors left for home. Danny was meekly
carrying his diaper bag and teddy in one hand while he held “nana’s” hand
with his other hand.

As she drove home, Janet mused to herself. Since coming to the Centre 6
years ago she never dreamed how successful this would be. She smiled as
they passed the town limits and she read the sign “Coucheville” and
translated from french to english, Diaper Town.

It was appropriately named.

Dr. Whetmore had worked in psychology and behaviour research for nearly 15
years, with 7 of those spent working on special government “brain washing”
and behaviour modification projects for various intelligent agencies. She
had learned her trade well and was considered one of the best behaviour
modification specialists in Canada, after leaving the US government service
to take up this position.

When her friend, Dr. Joyce Lovely, had told her of the need for a new
directory of Abnormal Behaviour, Janet had jumped at the chance. Funding
was virtually unlimited since many major corporations poured money into the
Centre for their research into buyer motivation, and the US and other
governments funded special projects for modification studies.

Janet’s specialty had always been paraphilia, the love of objects or things
not normally related to sexual acts. In private practise she had learned
quite a bit about what motivated certain individuals to want to wear
clothing normally reserved for the opposite gender, or to wear leather or
rubber. What had always fascinated her, though, were the infantilists or
adult babies. They wanted to wear baby clothing, especially diapers, and
then wanted to use their diapers like little babies, and be changed or fed
or treated as much like babies as possible.

As she studied this particular group she learned many of them had deep
seated ties back to their baby or infant years and longed for the
…End of the part3. To be continued..

Elizabeth moved down to Rogue’s breasts and started licking the nipples. They
were brown and looked really nice on her firm tits. Rogue yipped of excitement
and then arched as she approached another climax. Alison moved her finger in
circles around Rogue’s clitoris. She felt how her asshole’s muscles vibrated
once, then again – the orgasm was coming again, this time with force. “Oh
YYEEEEEEEEEESS!” Rogue screamed as she came, Alison’s both fingers climaxing
her, supporting her launch to orbit. Elizabeth took the orgasm to her and
smiled wider than ever. Alison almost came because of the sight of these two
superheroines orgasming in front of her very eyes.

“How can I ever thank you”, Rogue laughed like a teenage girl afterwards.
“After all this pain it was this easy, oh damn. I love you both.”

Elizabeth kissed her again and got up. The boys could come any minute -
“unless they’ve ended up into some brothel”, Alison said, adding that they
couldn’t know what the men did when they didn’t take women with them to
adventure – and they didn’t want them to know about this. Rogue asked if
this escapade could be done again, and both women agreed. After all, Rogue
had a lot of catching up yo do.

>

You asked for it. Here it is, X-Men part 2, featuring… Excalibur!

Nowadays X-Men comics are crap and I don’t follow them at all. Therefore
this story takes place some time before Acts of Vengeance, when everyone
thought the X-Men were dead and they lived in Reavers’ base. This is not
the *same* X-Men that Marvel publishes, so I don’t violate any copyright
laws, OK? It just looks and feels the same, but it isn’t. Really.

Disclaimer: As a Finn, I can’t write different dialects of English that
X-characters use. If anyone wishes, s/he may edit this story for richer
language. Send it back to me, then.

This story may be distributed freely, but if you make profit with it,
send me half of it and I’m happy. (Wishful thinking.)

->

In her dream Alison was running in a living corridor called Ratway whose
walls were covered with pornographic photos of Alison. She was sure that
if she slowed down the fat breath would catch her. As she ran deeper, the
pictures got harder. They showed her with ten-year-old boys, with schafers,
with whips and chains, tied upside down with her tits bleeding from several
wounds. She tried to yell that she’d never been in such pictures, but the
corridor ended in a mirror with a familiar face reaching for her body and
laughing her head off.

“Look at yourself, star”, Malice said, pronouncing “star” like a hamburger
frying in grease. Alison fired a photon beam at the mirror, and as the
mirror should have shattered into fragments the world around her did that
instead and Malice laughed as she fell into sharp darkness.

She panicked and shot several beams around, each strong enough to severely
maim a normal human being. A familiar voice called her and she jumped up.
Her bedroom lights were burning and she had shot a hole in her sheet. Storm
was ducking on the floor, shouting for her to stop.

“Alison, it’s just a dream!” she shouted as Alison’s corona cooled through
the visible spectrum and faded away. Storm raised her head above Alison’s
bed to make sure her friend was wide awake. Alison looked around, shocked
for the destruction of some of her furniture, including the mirror on the
wall.

“Oh god, it felt so real”, Alison sobbed. “Malice.”

The name made Storm understand. After all, she’d once been subject to the
powers of the evil telepath who had feasted with Alison’s emotions. That
time she’d won, nature’s child keeping her emotions her own, but the victo-
ry hadn’t come too easy.

“She’s gone”, she soothed Alison. “It was just a dream.”

Storm went to sit beside Alison and held her in her arms. Alison grabbed her
like a baby, reaching for safety. “It’s all right”, Storm said.

“Did I wake the others?” Alison asked, ashamed of herself.

“Apparently not”, Storm answered. Alison’s room was situated quite far from
the others, and she hadn’t screamed or anything. Walls in the Reavers’ base
were also quite soundproof. Wolvie would’ve heard the sounds, of course, but
he wasn’t present right now. He was in Madripoor, where he had some business
of his own he never talked much about.

Storm held Alison in her arms for minute, then for another when she noticed
that Alison had fallen asleep again. She put her gently on the bed, held her
hand for a few seconds and then put that also down. Her teammate now looked
peaceful like a satisfied newborn. Storm stood up and started walking to the
door, when sudden bright light coming from the window stopped her. She turned
quickly on her heels, ready for fighting, but then she saw a lone character
sitting on the hill, emanating the light.

“You mean me?” Storm asked, even though no-one heard her. Still, she somehow
…End of the part5. To be continued..

(f/f, teen, ws)

‘Petronius’

Characters:

Sally 16 Hair: Red
Sandra 13 Hair: Golden-blonde. Sandra is Sally’s niece.

Sally’s Homecoming

Sally arrived home from her trip feeling tired, but more
importantly, randy – it had been a few days since she had engaged
in any form of sexual activity – she had been tempted to pop into
the loo on the train in order to play with herself but had finally
decided against it as it would not be long before she arrived
home. She was wearing a black skirt which reached to just above
her knees and on top she wore a white blouse covered by a light
fawn coloured jumper. This latter was somewhat tight and outlined
her breasts in such a way to make their size obvious, forming as
they did, constrained by her bra, two luscious looking mounds. The
sun shone on Sally’s thick red hair as she rang the door-bell.
Her key was buried somewhere in her bag and in any case she
wanted to see who, if anyone, was at home.

The door was soon answered and it opened to reveal Sandra standing
there. She was dressed in a white shirt and a short blue skirt.
Her beautiful long golden-blonde hair was tied with a blue ribbon
and hung below her shoulders. Sally smiled at her. As always, the
sight of her young niece cheered her up. Sandra returned the
smile, being glad to see Sally.

– Hello. Are you alone. Sally asked as Sandra made room for her to
pass into the house.

– Yes. Everyone else is out. Sandra answered.

As they moved into the kitchen, Sally related the rather
uninteresting events of her journey to Sandra, who wasted no time
in finding and pouring a soft drink for Sally and herself. As her
eyes adjusted to the comparative darkness inside the house, Sally
regarded Sandra’s body as it moved around the kitchen, preparing
the drink. Her eyes seemed to fix automatically on Sandra’s chest
and she quietly admired her young, growing breasts. Sally noted
approvingly that Sandra was not wearing a bra – not of course that
she had any need of one. Her small breasts were perfectly firm. By
now the drinks were ready and Sally drank hers, enjoying the cold
refreshment.

Then once again she resumed her account and as she spoke, she
again could not help looking at Sandra who stood there – this
time it was not just her breasts which were the object of Sally’s
lustful attentions – but also the way her slim hips curved to form
her waist. Sandra saw the movement of Sally’s eyes over her body
and smiled to herself.

Sally finished her drink and then placed the glass down on the
table. Then she raised her hands behind her head and stretched in
a movement that she knew would push her breasts into prominence –
mainly through having spent the best part of an hour practising
the movement in front of her bedroom mirror one recent afternoon.
Sally naturally was unable to resist and, as Sandra had intended,
stared at the display. Sandra’s breasts were small, but they were
well shaped being very much the size and shape of small apples.
They were perfect for her slim body.

As Sandra eased from her stretch, her eyes caught those of Sally
as they looked up. Both girls smiled simultaneously – it was
obvious that they were thinking along the same lines. It was just
a matter of who would be the first to break the somewhat thin ice.

For a moment there was silence in the room.

– I feel so horny! Sally exclaimed, breaking the silence, looking
at Sandra straight in the eye.

– That’s strange. So do I. Sandra blushed at her boldness.

Sally leant against the edge of the table with her feet about two
feet apart. Then smiling at Sandra, she pulled up her skirt to
reveal a pair of light blue panties covering her pussy.

– Would you like to lick me? Sally asked. As she spoke she moved
her right hand to touch her slit, hidden as it was by the panties,
and then drew it up and down slowly, running the tips of her
fingers caressingly across her panties in an unmistakeable
invitation.

Sandra looked at Sally and nodded her assent. Then she moved
forwards to kneel between Sally’s legs. Sandra looked placed her
hands on the backs of Sally’s legs and then looked up. Sally
looked down to see the pretty face of her niece – all of a sudden
…End of the part1. To be continued..

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.

–

I have a friend in a near-by city who is a gynecologist and who
is familiar with my sexual interests, having been a guest in my home
on many occasions. When in the course of looking between spread legs
I find something that I think he might enjoy seeing, I let him know
and he returns the favor when possible.
John is several years younger than I and quite an attractive
guy. He has always been a sports nut and stays in great shape by
jogging and playing volleyball and racquetball often. He is a very
professional man but does bend the rules a bit when he knows his
patients want him to.
Whenever he calls and invites me to visit him during office hours
I know I’m in for a treat. Such an invitation means that he has a
special patient, one whom he is sure I will enjoy helping him to
examine, and who will enjoy being examined by me. Over the years
we’ve had some interesting experiences, but none more interesting than
this last.
The appointed time was 2:00 pm on Thursday, and I was there right
on time. John’s nurses are accustomed to my coming to visit and all
but one of them believes me to be another physician whom John
sometimes calls in to consult with him. That’s usually how John
introduces me to the patients as well. The one nurse who knows I’m
not a doctor also knows exactly why I’m there and enjoys my visits as
much as John and I do, perhaps even more. Donna was a nurse in my
hometown for several years and I helped her get the job with John.
You may remember her from one of my earlier stories.
The patient whom we were to examine was a pretty young girl named
Lauren. Lauren was a sandy haired girl, age 22, with long shapely
legs and fine whispy cunt hair. She was very attracted to John and
had made several comments to him which indicated she was available
whenever he wanted her. Up to this point John had flirted back just a
bit, but had mostly kept the relationship on a professional level.
When Lauren had first come to John she came for just a routine
examination and pap smear having been referred by her family doctor.
John knew there must be something more than just the routine
examination involved but hadn’t been called by the family doctor and
didn’t know exactly what to expect.
His first examination of Lauren revealed quite a bit about why
she had been referred. Lauren knew exactly why she was there, but was
quite embarrassed about it and didn’t mention it prior to John’s
initial examination. He told me most of her background as we examined
her, feeling quite free to talk openly to me in her presence, even
with nurse Donna there as well.
Lauren was lying on the examining table with her legs in the
stirrups and her gown pulled up all the way to her waist. She was
very polite and at first didn’t seem too affected by my presence,
under the circumstances. Donna stood to the left of Lauren, her hand
on Lauren’s thigh and John and I stood at the foot of the table
looking at her private parts as John talked.
“As you may have already noticed, Doctor Wade, Lauren is an
especially interesting patient, and I wanted your input concerning her
“problem”, although frankly I’m not sure that I consider it to be a
real problem, if you know what I mean.” John reached between Lauren’s
legs and pointed to her body parts as he continued.
“Her vaginal opening is normal in size and configuration, her
hymen no longer intact. The clitoris (he touched it with the tip of
his ungloved finger as he spoke) is of normal size and responds to
stimuli in a very normal fashion. (He stroked Lauren’s clit, allowing
it to swell and extend itself as we watched. Donna licked her lips
and smiled at Lauren as her hips jerked from the contact) As you can
see, the labia major are un-remarkable and have the elasticity which
one might expect at Lauren’s age and degree of sexual experience.”
(John spread her outer cunt lips open with two fingers of his right
hand, allowing me to look further inside her pussy)
“The labia minor also appear to be normal in every way, and there
is no evidence of any damage at any time from abnormal insertions or
other such activities. Lauren informs me that so far at least there
have been no such activities which have been a part of her sexual
experiences.” (I glanced up at Lauren to see her blushing rather
deeply. Donna was rubbing Lauren’s thigh lightly now and still
smiling broadly)
“The unusual thing about Lauren, as you can well see, is the
copious amounts of vaginal fluids which flow from her opening. Lauren
was reluctant at first to discuss this with me, but we have overcome
that fear now, haven’t we Lauren?”
“Yes, John, er doctor”, she said blushing even more deeply, “I
promised to be very open about it with you and I feel okay about it
now. You’ve been very good to allow me to feel the freedom to talk
honestly about it. Doctor Jones (her family doctor) seemed to be
embarrassed about it for me and I think thats one of the main reasons
he suggested I come to see you.”
“Tell Doctor Wade how this unusually heavy flow of juices affects
your daily activities, Lauren”, John requested. Donna was now
replacing the pan which had been placed under Lauren’s bottom with an
empty one and poured the sweet smelling fluid into a large vial on the
counter next to the examining table. A large drop of fluid dropped
from her left cunt lip to the metal pan, making a plopping sound as it
hit the bottom. Another drop quickly followed, making a similar but
lower pitched sound as it landed beside the other one.
Lauren began talking, her voice a bit hoarse and raspy. It was
obvious that she was somewhat aroused by the examination.
“For the last six months I have had to wear maxi pads regularly
to avoid soiling my clothing”, she said her eyes moving back and forth
nervously from Donna to me. Donna patted her thigh gently with
understanding.
“At first I thought that I must be unconciously having wet dreams
…End of the part1. To be continued..

and the base of my pleasure unit.

The blood surged through my head and I felt my cock

again stiffening to a rock-like hardness in her softly sucking

mouth. She hummed softly on it, sending shivers of sensation

through me. Her tongue worked over and around it and she began

to pump it slowly in and out of her sucking lips. It felt so

hot and slippery that in no time I was flying high again.

She steadily increased her pace, plunging down on my

burgeoning cock and then sucking gently as she lifted her head

off of it. Her right index finger and thumb encircled the base

of it and her left hand palmed my balls gently, silently asking

for another delivery of hot cum.

I couldn’t wait to oblige, and her attentions became

more strident and demanding as she took me higher and higher

into a cloud of brilliant sex-pleasure. She began augmenting

her efforts by pumping the skin of my cock up and down in rhythm

with her sucking and at the same time squeezing the shaft

rhythmically with her thumb and finger. It was like being

fucked and sucked at the same time, and it sent me completely

off my rocker. My brain seemed to be spinning at a thousand

miles an hour, cruising along at 50,000 feet. My senses were

swamped in a continuous blast of pleasure. I grasped blindly

toward the walls, trying not to collapse as my muscles seemed

almost out of my control.

I felt the warmth of her hand cupping my balls and she

gulped “Cum, cum, cum…” with each plunge onto my prick. The

vibration of her voice was indescribably pleasurable. My

breathing was hot, hard, and spasmodic when I could be sure I

was breathing at all. Then I don’t think I breathed at all for

what seemed an eternity. My muscles were all locked rigidly, my

back arched, standing on tip toes to give her as much access to

my most sensitive spots as possible. I was drowned in

incredible sex, feeling as I never had before.

Without any warning I started cumming again, feeling

like I was spurting gallons into her hot mouth, a volcanic

eruption that started in the depths of my being and boiled

inexorably toward the surface until it burst almost explosively

from my cock. Her tongue worked overtime, lashing ferociously

around my cock as her lips and fingers milked me for all I had

left. I shook and convulsed in the stuffy closet air as I came

and came, and her slippery lips clenched pleasurably on my prick

as she swallowed it all. She hummed her appreciation as she

slowed her pace to a steady, gentle pistoning that lovingly drew

out my hottest juices.

Finally I almost collapsed over her and she steadied me

with her left hand while she gently sucked and milked the last

few slippery dribbles from my softening cock. She was truly an

artist at oral sex and I knew this was a life experience I would

never forget. It was all too obvious that she loved giving such

pleasure.

Finally she pulled my softening shaft from her lips with

a smack, gave it a few soft parting licks of her cum-coated

tongue and stood up, still helping steady me on my feet.

Gasping for breath, shuddering spasticly, I gazed in

ecstasy on her shining face, and we smiled gloriously at each

other. We silently hugged and kissed again, tasting each

other’s juices on each other’s tongues, and then began to

shakily get our clothes back together.

Before she could fasten her bra I had to lean forward

and kiss and suck her magnificent breasts once more, and she

sighed and stroked my head in appreciation as I did so.

She fastened her bra and then gently squeezed my now

hanging dong and kissed me again.

“I hope we get a chance to do this again some time.” she

said, but I think we both knew that this would probably be our

only encounter. We kissed softly and deeply, silently

expressing our thanks to each other for the wonderful experience

we had shared.

Then I pulled up my pants and put on my shirt and she

zipped up her panties and pulled on her sweater. I picked up my

tie and she listened at the door for a moment to make sure no

one was walking through the short hallway outside.

Then she grinned and winked at me, turned out the light,

and exited through the door into the brightly lit hall. I

followed quickly and shut the door behind me as she turned the

corner to enter the ladies’ room. I hurried the other direction

into the mens’ room and, thankfully finding it empty, entered a

stall and sat down to dry my crotch with some toilet paper.

Then I washed my hands, quickly put on my tie and left, feeling

flushed and sweaty but tingling all over with ecstatic echoes of

the fantastic sex I had just experienced.

A few moments later I made my way back to my office,

still shaking inside, and went back to work, still able to taste

and smell the exquisite bouquet of sex. What a wonderful

afternoon it was.

–

cock ground hard against her pubic fuzz. Finally her mouth released mine

only long enough to gasp, “I want you in me now!”

I had roughly the same idea by then myself. She rolled over on her back,

more or less pulling me on top of her. I raised my hips and she reached

down to guide me into the right spot.

With slow deliberateness I thrust my cock into her. She was so wet and

excited that it slid in with no resistance at all, until I was buried in her

as deep as I could go and I felt her fuzz tickling my lower belly. She

pressed her hips against mine for maximum penetration as her gasps became

cries.

I did not pump but simply held myself there as her movements grew more

frantic and her cries louder. I knew if I moved too much I would come and I

wanted to enjoy this as long as I could. Instead I just moved myself from

side to side a little, pushing her even closer to the brink as she bucked

beneath me.

“Oh God… Oh God…” she moaned, her voice getting higher and louder

until her muscles locked and held rigid in an explosive orgasm. The muscles

of her vagina locked tight on my penis and almost against my will I

orgasmed, pumping my seed deep into the warm depths of her body for what

seemed a long, long time and intensifying her pleasure even more, if such a

thing was possible.

We shared an endless moment of agonizing pleasure before collapsing in

an exhausted heap, with me still laying on top and buried deep within her.

Gasping for air and trying to regain some of our strength, we lay like

that for who knows how long. Jenny’s eyes looked up into mine and she was

so achingly beautiful in the half-light streaming in from the window. In

those eyes there was no more fire (though I knew it would soon be back) but

warmth and tenderness and gratitude and… love?

In an exhausted voice she said, “Hi there, stranger.”

In a similarly exhausted voice I replied, “Hi there yourself. Come here

often?” My unintentional double entendre sent us both into a fit of

laughter that wiped away any tension that might have remained. It felt as

if we had been lovers for years, instead of just one frantic night. For a

fleeting instant I felt a glimmer of hope that it might go on for years…

She spoke and interrupted my musing. “You know, it’s been well over a

year since I’ve… been with anybody. In one short night you’ve made up for

all that lost time and then some. I’ve never experienced anything this

intense. Never.”

“I don’t think I have either.” I replied tiredly. “This was incredible.

Just as I had always thought it might be.”

“Yeah. Me too.” She shifted a little and a wave of residual pleasure ran

though me. “Actually, I could get used to this on a… a regular basis.

I’ve always, um, liked you. Maybe in the near future we could… um…”

I shushed her quietly, “The future can take care of itself, and perhaps

we’ll be in each other’s. I think I’d like that myself very much. Right now

let’s just enjoy the moment.” She nodded silently and relaxed.

It was not long before my penis began to swell again, and Jenny noticed

it almost before I did for I had never pulled it out. The second time

around I was much less sensitive and lasted far longer. She climaxed at

least six times before I came again and we both collapsed, exhausted for

real, as the first light of dawn began to color the sky outside.

We spent most of Sunday in bed, and not from exhaustion either, although

we did exhaust each other eventually. I never did make it home that

weekend, and it was with bitter disappointment we faced the reality of

Monday and going back to work. We dragged in together half an hour late,

disheveled and in rumpled clothes (mine were the same ones from Saturday).

I was barely coherent enough to work all day long, but not for one second

did I regret it.

That was six months ago. We saw each other every weekend, and most

nights in between. Dianne moved out to join her new boyfriend in Oregon

City, and Jenny immediately invited me to move in with her. I didn’t waste

any time packing.

At work they don’t know anything about it, because the boss frowns

heavily on employee relationships (Or any other form of fun that doesn’t

increase his profits, for that matter.) but every time I walk by Jenny or

meet her in the lunch room she always favors me with a little smile and a

conspiratorial wink, which I always return.

You know, I used to hate working nights…

End…

–

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..

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!

–

and pulled out some rope and shoestrings. I had her sit up and took a

long length of rope and tied her arms behind her back. I took a second

length of rope, tied one end to the rope holding her arms and then started

making figure eights around her chest, going each time between her breasts.

I asked her what the shoestrings were for and she said to tie them tightly

around her nipples, making sure to leave plenty of string to get a grip on

after her nipples began to swell. After doing this, I lowered her back onto

the bed and tied her ankles to the bed posts. Seeing her this helpless on the

bed was driving me wild, so I reached over and gently tugged at the strings

on her nipples. She began to moan and I could wait no longer. I pulled

my shorts down and positioned myself 69 style over her. She latched on to

my cock and began sucking and licking. I began licking her pussy and tugging

at her strings, which made her moan ever more. I didn’t want to cum yet, so

I moved down to her pussy and began to suck her clit, all the while pulling

strings.

With her pussy dripping wet, I stopped and she told me that there was a

double headed dildo in the drawer next to the bed. Getting into the grove,

I told her she had to be a real good girl before I would let her cum. Just

then, Renee walked back into the room and joined us on the bed. She said

Tammy had been bad all day long and needed to be punished. I was glad to

oblige. Renee straddled Tammy’s chest and untied the strings from her

nipples. She took her finger and ran it between the lips of Tammy’s pussy

and began rubbing her own lips and clit. As this went on, she would use

the palm of her other hand to gently graze the swollen nipples before her.

Tammy started to buck and grind under Renee, and she knew it would not take

much more for her to cum. Renee got off of her chest and picked up the dildo.

She gave us a slutty look and started to go down on the monster rubber cock

with her mouth. She turned it around and did the other side, slid it down

her chest between her breasts, and put one end into her pussy. As she pumped

it in and out of her hot box, she pushed the other end into her ass. As her

knees got wobbly, she dropped to the floor in front of me and started to suck

my dick. I reached down and twisted her nipples as she sucked me as she kept

a steady rythym in her pussy and ass with the dildo. Tammy could do nothing

but lie on the bed and watch. Renee pulled the dildo out with a pop and

pulled me to the floor and into her pussy. It didn’t take long until she came

and I was not far behind. As I started to cum, I pulled out of Renee and

quickly put my cock in Tammy’s mouth. She was wild with lust after watching

us screw right in front of her and sucked me off real fast. For this, I slid

dildo into her cunt and asshole. I twisted her nipples and she came shaking

and grinding the dildo into my other hand.

I quickly untied Tammy, and massaged her arms and neck, which led to my dick

starting to springing back to life. She took it in her hands and began to

jack me up and down. We laid down on the bed facing each other as I started

to rub her clit and Renee joined us directly behind Tammy. Tammy slid my now

hard cock into her sweet pussy and Renee slid the end of the dildo into

Tammy’s ass and into her pussy. The feeling of that rubber cock head rubbing

against my head through the thin skin between her pussy and her asshole was

fantastic. I knew I wouldn’t last long. I reached around and fingered Renee

in the ass and just as I did she came. Tammy came again, almost as hard as

before and her clutching pussy muscles were taking me to the edge. Tammy slid

a finger into my asshole and that was all I could take. I pumped her pussy

full as Renee kneaded my balls to get every drop of cum out. I pulled out of

Tammy and when I had slumped off the bed into a chair, Renee pulled the dildo

out of her pussy and reached into the drawer and pulled out another two headed

dildo. Tammy rolled over and got on her hands and knees as Renee slid on end

of one dildo into Tammy’s ass and the end of the other dildo into Tammy’s

pussy. Renee got on her hands and knees and put the ends into her holes and

started to move back and forth. I was getting hard again watching these two

go at it, but man did my balls hurt.

The girls were going at it as hard as they could, shoulders to the bed, one

hand on the clit and one hand going from nipple to nipple. I was now stroking

at a pretty fast pace and could feel my balls burning. As they came, I stood

up and shot two short squirts on their backsides and that was all I could get.

I ended up spending the night with them and visited them a couple more times

before they left, but that I’ll save for a later story.

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Straightening herself up and rushing to the door with a professional face, she

opened the door after unlocking it nervously. There stood the object of her

fancies grinning like a Cheshire cat in heat.

“Good morning, Doctor,” he said stepping into the small tasteful office of Dr.

Janine Sloane.

Not sure of what to say, feel or do, Janine extended her hand out to greet him.

In a pseudo-like gesture of sincerity, actually more of a mock romanticism, Mac

took her hand and kissed it like he would the delicate hand of a princess. She

noticed his eyes widen slightly with erotic intent. She thought at first he had

caught her in the act of solitary pleasure, and a second later it was obvious he

had, his sparkling eyes projecting that knowledge. She flushed as she realized

the evidence was right there under his nose, he could feel the slight dampness

and taste the remnants of her womanly secretions on her hand.

“Did I come at a bad time?”

“No, I was just getting some work done,” she replied, taking her hand away.

“I bet.”

“What do you want Mac?” she asked.

“I just wanted to say hello, that’s all,” he said stepping closer. She could feel

his magnetic personality pulling her towards him. Even the deep character lines

around his sinister smile were making her feel woozy.

“Well, hello. I am really sorry, but I must be going,” she said, picking up her

books to leave and to get as far away from him as possible.

“We will catch up later, perhaps?”

“Maybe.”

She walked briskly to her classroom, thinking about his stare of sexual innuendo.

He had degraded her again with just the look in his eyes. The knowledge that he

knew she had been touching herself made her want to go and hide forever, but it

also made her feel extremely randy. Mac always made her randy; in fact, it was

his specialty. He could make any situation erotic no matter what they were doing.

Once in the early days of their courtship, they had been sitting at a play. He

started letting his hands wander, holding her close, whispering tantalizing

thoughts in her ear – thoroughly letting his magnetic charm make her weak at the

knees. He exuded sex from every pore in his body like it was a hormonal

pheromone. They could have been at a funeral and she would have gotten excited.

Dragging herself back from the faculty meeting for the Science department, Janine

couldn’t believe her newfound situation. Part of her hated Mac for everything he

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innocent coy eyes and lack of makeup, she portrayed a natural beauty. Her deep

brown orbs reflected sympathy with their warm, enticing stare. She was an

optimist and felt everybody needed a fair chance to prove themselves. She hadn’t

officially met Dr. Jones, but she followed his work very closely. In her heart

and mind, she knew that Dr. Jones was probably more human and more real than the

participants in this current childlike discussion. She sat listening to them like

it was just another form of entertainment without any merit whatsoever,

entertaining none the less. She, herself, had received her job because of her

father, General Frank Trent. The government-funded research, that the University

relied on, created a need to keep the relationship congenial between the two

institutions. Her parents had planned her whole life. Her only time of freedom

was in college, where she found her sexuality. Yet, due to her strict upbringing,

she denied herself happiness with her only true love, Kate McCormick. They were

buddies, who had met one fateful Saturday night in the TV lounge at their

dormitory keeping each other company while the rest of the campus partied until

dawn.

“And why are you laughing, Lydia? You should know as well as I do that good men

are hard to find,” stated Dianne, who had always thought of Lydia as an old maid

type. By the time she would get around to try to get a man, her quaint good looks

would be gone and she would be left high and dry. “Or low and wet,” Dianne

thought to herself as she noticed her own growing discomfort between her legs.

She was horny as always.

“Well, as much as I would love to sit around and talk about my sex life, I must

go to my class,” Lydia remarked absconding from the troubling chatter, which by

some strange twist of fate she had been forced into.

“She really should get out more often,” said Dianne nonchalantly, not noticing

the look of distaste on Janine’s face at the uncalled for jibing of her best

friend and colleague.

Janine quickly excused herself from any further conversation and walked back to

her office. Once inside, she sat down heavily in her chair. She couldn’t keep her

mind off Mac because her mind kept recalling the long sexy nights she had shared

with him. It was the little things, which she thought she had always abhorred,

that enticed her and drove her to love him further. The gentle way he would kid

about her sexual appetite, the crude and often abusive language he used while

making love and the overall sexy way he looked at her with his large inquisitive

eyes, all made her melt like butter in her seat.

Soon the unbearable heat between her thighs became a raging fire and she began to

thirst for something to quench her uncontrollable lust. “A finger or two would

do,” she thought as she closed her eyes. She had plenty of time, until her first

lecture. Slowly, as if it moved on its own, her right hand crept down to pull up

her dress. One hand found a breast, while the other dug its way into her soaking

wet panties. A jolt of pure pleasure shot through her as her hand came in contact

with her slick, feminine perfumed sex. Through her lust filled daze, she heard a

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bra during a massage.”

Lydia didn’t say a word, as the brassiere was unclasped, feeling Charlotte’s warm

hands caress her bare back. She let go of all pretenses as she turned over

letting the bra fall from her ample breasts. The dress slinked off her shoulders

and she threw the bra onto the floor.

“I know this is not appropriate, but dammit I want you,” whispered Lydia into

Charlotte’s ear, as they hugged.

Their breasts pressed together for the first time, Lydia’s naked mounds pressing

against the soft cloth of Charlotte’s sweater. Lydia pressed her lips to the

passionate girl’s mouth. Their two tongues touched for the first time in an

intimate kiss. Slipping out of her dress, Lydia motioned for Charlotte to do the

same. As more of the innocent girl’s olive skin began to show, the more Lydia

desired to touch her.

Lydia lay back as Charlotte explored her first woman sexually, soft tender

explorations meandering over Lydia’s body. Her breasts were cradled in loving

hands as a soft mouth suckled her hardened nipples. A thigh wedged itself between

her legs when Charlotte pressed the moist lips of her womanhood against Lydia’s

thigh after sitting astride her leg. Lydia let her rub herself on her as they

kissed. Then, with a sudden jerk like magic Charlotte’s eyes fluttered with her

first orgasm.

Lydia held her in her arms softly, stroking her sweaty brow. Slinking down her

body kissing olive colored flesh, Lydia found two treasures begging to be

touched. The tiny nipples sprouted from the firm, spongy flesh. Her lips traveled

down to a pierced navel and sucked the metal hoop into her mouth. A trail of

kisses followed her hands to the soft curly fur of the girl’s vagina. Lydia

feasted, teaching the young woman the art of love.

***

The next morning early in the Faculty lounge. Dr. Maxwell Jones and Dr. Janine

Sloane stood by the Mr. Coffee laughing over the latest Dilbert comic strip and

Dianne peered over her mug in jealousy as they left almost holding hands.

“Good Morning,” chirped Ron in his usual snobbish way.

“Hello, Ron.”

“It looks like our new recruit and Dr. Sloane are getting quite comfortable

together?” he mentioned rather glibly.

“I don’t know. I think they have some things in the past in common. Probably a

bed or two,” said Dianne coarsely.

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