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The Johnson Party Ch. 01

Marybeth Strong could do two things with great proficiency sell real estate and give head.



With the housing market in Metropolitan Detroit in the tank she found herself doing more of the later in an attempt to facilitate the former.



Not that she minded. Quite the contrary actually judging by the performance she gave in the foyer of a four bedroom three bath colonial in Birmingham Michigan.



This was the fifth house we had seen today and one of more than 125 houses in the area with price tags north of $1 000 000. If you had the cash it was definitely a buyers market and Marybeth was doing everything she could to see that this potential buyer was happy.



In her early 40 s Marybeth was a 5 7 bottled blonde with augmented breasts. She worked out three times a week lunched at best restaurants and grabbed cocktails after work at the hottest bars in town. Pretty much the prototypical Birmingham have it all woman including the multiple failed marriages—she was already a three time loser—with no intention of going four for four.



She wore a navy pinstripe skirted business suit that crested mid-thigh a tight white knit top that seemed a size too small for her 36D s and black toe-less pumps that would need the attention of a good shoe man after the session on her knees.



Marybeth gripped my ass while going down on me hands-free the head of my cock nudging against the back of her throat. She twisted her head to and fro an agonizingly slow pace that had me to the brink a half dozen times.



How s that feel Kirk? Are you gonna cum for me baby? she said while taking a breath.



Rhetorical questions if I d ever heard one. Marybeth transferred her attention to each of my balls for a few minutes an eternity given the circumstances then resumed her oral manipulation of my cock. She glided her steamy mouth back and forth in deliberate fashion stopping to suck hard on the tip when it passed over her lips.



Oh Christ that feels good.



With my compliment she picked up speed effortlessly sliding my slick cock in and out of her throat as she worked me toward an orgasm one that had been building since nine this morning when I saw her saunter ahead of me into the first house. That was six hours ago.



She put a hand to my balls and began vigorously massaging them between her fingers and palm turning up the heat that was already percolating. I started to quiver and new I was close and being a gentleman gave her fair warning.



For a fleeting moment she released me and responded with Cum in my mouth baby. I want to taste all of you



With that Marybeth rested the head of my cock on her tongue and been stroking me in earnest. I busted a nut propelling a half-dozen bursts just where she wanted them.



She sucked on the tip of my cock for a moment then raised herself from the floor. Looking me straight in the eyes she titled her head back and ever so slowly swallowed what I had just deposited. Without uttering a word she firmly said Now that s how to give a blow job.



Moments later we were sitting at the breakfast room table casually sipping a glass of wine as though nothing had happened. Marybeth seemed to be treating the whole thing as a normal precursor to a business transaction almost like taking me to lunch though she was the only one who ate.



So other than the blow job was there anything else you liked today? Marybeth asked in a very matter of fact manner then tossed me a little grin at the last second.



Sitting there in the sparsely lit room getting a chance to really see her study her for the first time Marybeth was a stunning women. I knew she had an unlucky history with men and I could only assume it was do to her relentless pursuit of real estate sales--a painfully self-absorbed profession.



I of course used her drive to my advantage. Spending the day pretending to be looking for houses for two reasons: Marybeth s reputation as an accommodating first rate cock sucker and the Johnson party. Having nabbed the first it was time to go for the second.



Robin and Jeffry Johnson are third generation auto money trust-fund scions who have an estate/compound in Bloomfield Hills Michigan one of the wealthiest zip codes in the country.



Robin s heritage is that of the General Motors line her grandfather was a majority owner of one of the companies William Durant acquired in the early 1900 s to form GM. A willowy strawberry blond in her youth and a text-book free spirit to boot Robin left Michigan the day after graduating high school and signed with a New York modeling agency within a week.



For years she was a staple on the runways of New York and Paris was featured on the cover of Vogue magazine hung out with the likes of Andy Warhol and Liza Minnelli and according to legend snorted coke with and blew each member of the Rolling Stones in one of Studio 54 s balconies.



Jeffry s family was in the supply side of the business and his grandfather stood alongside Henry Ford as they tried to bust the unions. Jeffry foraged his way unremarkably through Brown befriended a number of Kennedy s bedded one or two and spent a day and half working for Goldman Sachs.



After lunch on the second day he walked into the managing partner s office and said All you people do is beg borrow and steal your way to make enough money to become well me. And I m already me. I m going to go join a band. And he did.



They met in New York at the end of the 70 s and decided that their life expectancies would be substantially greater if they left Manhattan and returned to dreary boring suburban Detroit. They ve spent the better part of the last 25-plus years appearing at parties balls and philanthropic events under the heading of socialites.



In addition to their glassed over public personas what they had really become were two of the most notorious high-end swingers in North America cultivating a network of multi-millionaire wife swappers escorts gigolos and assorted other hangers on. Now in their early 50 s the Johnsons were ready to relocate full-time to their private island in the Antilles. One problem they couldn t sell their estate in Michigan and they sort of needed the money what with so much of it being spent on everyday necessities such as champagne caviar and caretakers.



Two years ago they listed the 30 000 square-foot mansion which sits on ten acres with three ponds four bungalows and two pools for $15 million. Three months ago with the price down to $11.5 million they hired Marybeth Strong their third listing agent in as many years. This is where the party came in.



Marybeth had known the Johnsons for some time and rumors of their lifestyle ran rampant within the walls of Oakland County s prestigious schools clubs and charities. One evening after dinner and couple of bottles of wine Marybeth ventured back to the Johnson s home where she and Robin took turns sucking-off Jeffry before retiring off to Robin s personal enclave. It was over coffee the next morning where she heard the whole story of the lifestyle and that most in the Johnson s circle were very well off.



Being the enterprising real estate agent that she was Marybeth suggested a party one final blast where fifty couples would pay $300 000 each for three days of sex food and debauchery the likes of which haven t been seen since the fall of the Roman Empire. And most importantly a one-in-fifty chance of winning the estate at a drawing held on Sunday afternoon.



The party was this coming weekend.



So I liked the second and the fourth house and the blow job of course but what I m really interested in is attending the Johnson party.



The ever so self-confident real estate agent managed a stoic stare. Marybeth took a sip of wine gathered herself and finally played stupid What Johnson party?



The Johnson party. Or should I frame it as the Johnson orgy.



Remembering that I might still be a legit home buyer Okay listen there is a get together but it s not what you think. Also there s no way I can take you.



First of all it is what I think and second why are you already taking someone?



Now that you mention...



Don t. I know you re not talking anyone--yet.



How is that Mr. Know-it-all?



Last week I took $1 000 off Jeff Johnson at Oakland Hills—he s a terrible golfer and a worse gambler—but he s been playing with house money since he popped out of the womb so a grand to him is like an old penny to the rest of us.



We re up in the men s grill after the round. Jeff gets a few scotches in him and starts blabbing to me like we re childhood buds. He asks me if I m in the market for a house I say sort of and he tells me about his. Well I m not in that market but I m looking. Then he says Well have I got an agent for you. Looks like a movie star sucks like a porn star.



Me.



You.



Great.



Yeah I wouldn t worry about it. He s a flake of biblical proportions and based on quick calculations you re about to make about a half-million dollar payday.



I don t have to be there to earn it. And you can read that anyway you like.



I know you don t have to be there but I m pretty sure you want to be. He said it was a real turn on how you and Robin French-kissed after he came in your mouth.



Bastard.



You may as well take a wing man just in case you need someone to fall back to. We obviously get along swimmingly.



Yeah for someone I ve know for all of nine hours.



Then it s a date. I ll pick you up Thursday afternoon.



Marybeth finally agreed and told me she was staying in the Townsend Hotel her ex got the house and to meet her there at 2 pm.



As we were parting she said one last thing. They re taking blood at the door and testing it every which way till Sunday. No one as much as shakes a hand until they pass the screening.



On Thursday afternoon Marybeth was waiting for me when I pulled up albeit a few minutes late. Dressed in a tight short skirted crimson business suit with no top under the coat only the latest from Victoria Secrets enhancing her already enhanced breasts—a look favored by woman in the Manhattan financial racket not Michigan real estate—she looked radiant.



She tossed a small suitcase in the backseat of my STS and pulled out some paperwork as she slid in the passenger side. Wire transfers. I ve got to make sure all the money has hit. No money no party. She was all business at least for now.



We rolled up to the estate s gated front passed the first checkpoint of security and were allowed to go onto the main entrance. There we were double checked at the valet stop and when cleared handed over our keys.



The place was immense too big to take in with one view. Massive limestone pillars and walls surrounded by oaks pines and maples. Hardly the image one conjures up when thinking of middle-aged flower children but there you have the contradiction of inherited wealth and time on one s hands.



Two porters one black one white each about six-three appeared from nowhere. With chiseled torsos wrapped tightly in what resembled a gymnast s uniform they grabbed our bags from the trunk and were instructed to escort us to bungalow four.



Nice codpiece I said nodding to Marybeth is reference to the bulge in their pants.



Nope that s the real deal. The hired help Marybeth explained as we followed them down. Robin told me she brought in four men and four women each with spectacular features and skill sets just to add flavor to the event. The guys go a minimum of 10-inches. I believe the women are former Playmates. Something like that.



She get them out of a catalogue? I mean how does one shop for people like that?



Money has its privileges.



I guess. Impressive packages if I do say so myself.



You think? I expect you won t mind but I can t wait to see and feel what one of these guys looks like unwrapped.



No go right ahead. That is the name of the game isn t it--orgy?



Good. I thought it would be best to clear that up right away. I don t want you getting possessive on me and quite frankly I m a big girl and I tend to get what I want. And want this weekend is to get a little sluty with strangers Marybeth stated in what I was finding to be her very blunt and matter of fact manner. And it s not like I m going to keep you from what you re after.



What if you re one of the things I m after?



I m sure we ll get around to that.



It was easy to tell why Marybeth was one of the area s top real estate agents and also why she d been married and divorced three times by her mid-40 s. She was a major league ball-buster alright but I signed on for a good time not a long time and anything she wanted was fine by me.



We walked a brick path about a hundred yards from the front on the house to bungalow four. It was a two-bedroom two bath cottage with a kitchen and dining area and living space. A small pool was located between number four and three. It would easily go for $750 000 on it s own in this neighborhood.



We each get a room? I disappointedly asked.



No sir said Nate the black porter whose muscles flared when he spoke. You and MS. Strong will be in the room on the right. Another couple will be joining you in the bungalow.



Thanks. I reached in my pocket for a tip but was interrupted.



No tipping sir said Evan the white Adonis who placed my bag on the edge of the king size four post bed. We re being more than adequately compensated.



Well I know Robin said no cash but can I show my gratitude another way? Marybeth butted in sliding next to Nate with a come hither look straight from central casting. It appeared sluty with strangers was off and running.



We ve got to get back out front Nate stammered a bit.



Not both of you my anxious date said. The rest of the guests aren t arriving until four.



Nate and Evan looked at each other and Evan winked and left the bungalow.



Good now let s see if you come as advertised Marybeth said as she unzipped Nate s shorts with very little concern that I was still in the room and began to fish-out a massive hunk of meat.



Oh my God she blurted out truly startled by the girth. As she fondled it I thought it would stretch into next week.



I m definitely not going to put that thing inside me right now—you ll make the rest of the weekend pale by comparison. I m going to save you for the grand finale.



A disappointed frown cascaded over Nate s face which Marybeth caught.



But don t worry I m not going to leave you hanging.



With that Marybeth descended to her knees and somehow managed to wrap her lips around the head of Nate s massive cock. I more or less stood in awe. One at the size of this guy s dick and two that she was able to get any of it in her mouth. But not only did she get the head in she was beginning to move up and down on it.



Slowly and cautiously Marybeth took in more and more of Nate. A one step forward two steps back approach until it appeared he butted against the back of her throat. She paused still with less than half of Nate s prodigious cock in her mouth.



For my part this was now spectator sport sort of like watching an Olympic gymnast working through her routine to see if she can score a perfect ten. I didn t even notice that our hostess Robin Johnson had wandered in the bungalow.



She s amazing isn t she? Robin whispered to me as she wrapped her arm around my waist and nuzzled close.



Quite frankly most women have reduced the art of the blow job to nothing more than jerking a guy off with the tip of his penis on their lips. Marybeth is one of the few we ve met who give it the attention to detail a man so richly deserves.



We formally introduced ourselves as we watched Marybeth tongue bathe the Nate s cock giving each of his balls a good suck before taking him back into her mouth.



Robin had the look of a well-aged fair-haired flower child while still maintaining the sharp-edged facial features that made her a Vogue cover girl staple in the 70 s. A very attractive willowy blonde with streaks of gray and piercing blue eyes she was barefooted and attired in a modest sun dress and I doubt anything else based on the feel of her breast up against my arm.



Both of us were mesmerized as Marybeth had managed to take most of Nate down her throat leaving her nose just shy of his trimmed pubes. She retreated then ascended methodically sucking off the biggest cock I d ever seen.



You don t realize how difficult that is unless of course you re bi Robin said in a hushed voice.



I m not.



Didn t think so. Anyway I tried both him and Evan last night and couldn t take more than a few inches of either. I can give head with the best of them if I do say so myself but those two are gargantuan.



Marybeth was working the first half of Nate s cock back and force in her mouth with a pretty good pace while quickly stroking the rest with her right hand. He had his eyes shut and mouth open letting out a soft moan every minute or so.



For my part I d been sporting wood for about ten minutes what with the world class exhibition in front of me and the free-spirited former cover girl draping herself behind me.



She s very impressive Robin said as slowly lowered the hand that was around my waist down to the front of my shorts. That s the main reason my husband hired her. Anybody can sell a house but we ve swung all over the world and very few can suck dick and eat pussy like Marybeth.



The second part came as a surprise though I don t know why but my attention was now divided. Nate s breathing had picked up and he had Marybeth s head in his hands gently getting her to take as much of him in her throat as she could. He appeared moments away from exploding.



Robin was rubbing my ass with her right hand her left hand down the top of my shorts slowly whacking me off. All the while her chin on my shoulder eyes riveted on scene in front of us.



Oh fuck baby I can t take anymore Nate spoke for the first time firmly gripped Marybeth s skull and grunted as he trusted forward gagging her as he came.



She backed off slightly but continued pumping his spit-shined gleaming cock accepting the torrent that was flooding her mouth. He moaned a couple more times before he fell back on the bed spent. Marybeth swallowed the last of it and slipped to the floor.



Bravo bravo Robin cheered out removing her hands from my shorts and politely applauding operatic style. Marybeth you are hands down the best cock sucker I have ever seen. And given how many I ve seen that is high praise my dear.



Now I got some work to finish as well. I couldn t live with myself if I knew I blue-balled your date especially given the circumstances of the occasion.



Robin dropped to her knees and simultaneously spun me around to face her. My shorts were undone and around my ankles in a flash and my cock bobbed up and down while she was tickling the underside of its head with her tongue.



Nate a true professional asked if there was anything else that we needed before he left and Marybeth excused herself to the bathroom while Robin took all of me down her throat at once.



I m not going to be as challenging as the hired studs.



Robin let me plop out of her mouth then said Trust me you re a welcome change. Cocks such as those men have are all about conquest. There s not much pleasure in having something like that jammed in your gullet only in being able to say afterwards that you did it. Besides you ve got a wonderful cock and I m truly going to enjoy every second of making you come.



I was back in Robin s mouth the head of my cock being teased with her swirling tongue when Marybeth walked out of the bathroom stark naked.

Don t mind me I m heading out to the pool for some sun.



This was my first glimpse of her without clothes and she was stunning. Long strong legs severely toned torso and the artistry of one of metro Detroit s foremost plastic surgeons—gravity defying breasts firm and high on her chest. The thought that I would be sleeping with her at some point this weekend made my cock twitch in Robin s mouth.



My hostess sensed my excitement and squeezed my balls as she drew me deeper into her mouth slowly engulfing my entire shaft. She kept me there the muscles in her throat massaging the head of my cock.



Oh god that s good feels so good.



My cock slid across Robin s tongue and out of her tepid mouth and she swept her grayish blond hair away from her face. The smile that had graced more than 100 magazine covers shimmered as her eyes met mine. I thought she was going to say something but realized that not only was she working on making me cum her left hand was busy at work on herself.



Here I said helping her off the floor. Let s see if we can t work on this together.



She slid her sun dress of her left then right shoulder and it cascaded to the floor. She had well-formed smallish breasts that sagged slightly though less than what I thought I would find on a 50-something woman and a neatly trimmed bush of pubic hair.



I led her to the bed but she quickly took over insisting that I lay down first so she could straddle my face while she continued to suck me off.



Robin settled her steamy twat on my lips as she toyed with the head of my cock. My tongue felt its way to her protruding clit and I returned the favor nipping her sensitive bud with rapid slaps with my tongue. This elicited a deep moan and she squirmed down further almost suffocating me.



I wrapped my lips around her clit and sucked hard and she responded by grinding down more. I sensed it wouldn t take long for her to cum and I reached around and managed to grab and twist her nipples. That set her off.



Ahhh ohh god ohh god that s good Robin moaned as she backed away from my cock to focus what was happening to her. Do that right there. Oh god that feels good. Don t move from that spot.



Sweet nectar seeped from within and her clit was hard as my cock has ever been. I locked my lips around it while simultaneously flicking at it with my tongue.



Oh oh ohhhh shit. Oh I m cumming right there ohhhhh god I m cumming. Oh that s so good.



Three or four quick spasms shot through her. She squeezed my head between her legs and ground her twat down on my face. For a moment I thought I would black out.



Oh god that was out of this world.



Robin s muscles relaxed and she rested her head on my thigh gently playing with my balls as she regained some composure.



You may find this hard to believe given our reputation but I haven t cum in over a month. That was so great and so needed.



She took the head of my pulsating cock in her mouth and gave it a long suck replicated what I just did with her clit. I get really horny when I eat pussy and it wasn t going take long for me to get off.



Robin repositioned herself between my legs and got after it working my cock all the way up and down in quick fire motion. She stopped briefly allowing the head to nestle in her throat only slide it back out.



Oh shit I m going to cum right now.



Robin bobbed her head faster and faster and sensing I was about to blow grabbed my nuts squeezed.



Jesus oh my god I screamed certain they heard me out by the pool.



She was locked around my cock and her cheeks pumped me for all I was worth as I shot stream after stream of hot spunk into her mouth. She fisted my cock making sure every drop had been released and sucked hard on the now overly sensitive tip so much so that I needed to wiggle out of her clenches.



Robin easily swallowed the entire load smiled and got up and off the bed. Well this party is getting off to a fast and fabulous start.



She pulled her sundress back on over her head and blew me a kiss. Help yourself to anything or anyone—as long as they re willing—and they re all willing.



Who s that out by the pool with Marybeth?



One of Jeffry s golf buddies is a big shot Hollywood producer and he brought her along. I believe she won a Golden Globe a few years ago.



Really?



She practically begged him to bring her. Word has it that she s got an insatiable appetite for sex which is sort of a prerequisite for being here to begin with.



That would explain why Marybeth is working her over with a dildo the size of a fire extinguisher.



Probably won t be the last time. See you around campus.



Robin bid adieu and I threw on some shorts grabbed a beer from the fridge and plopped on the sofa in the common area in front of the TV. I surfed through a few porn channels or what I thought were porn channels before I hit a wrong button on the remote and the camera zoomed in.



Whoa what have we got here? I spent about five minutes flipping around before I concluded that the Johnson s had wired their entire estate with close-circuit video monitors. I found the menu and switched to Cottage 4 common area and there I was watching me watching me.



I panned left then right. Zoomed in tight pulled back. I guess whoever got to a channel first owned the controls. This was going to be oh so cool. I clicked through a number of rooms with nothing going on it was early still before finding some action in the game room.



A trio of naked busty hard bodies with long flowing locks--one with hair died brilliant red another bleached shocking white and the last deep blue (it was the 4th of July after all)--with neatly trimmed pubes in matching colors were spinning around brass stripper poles while Jeff Johnson sipped a cocktail and fisted his pud.



He called out for Julie (the sound and video quality were impressive) and the redhead slipped off the pole and onto his pecker. White and blue twirled off their respective poles both absolutely stuck their dismount and dropped to the floor in a well orchestrated 69.



The Tredo Triplets came a voice from behind me. It looks like Johnson didn t miss a beat.



I peered over my shoulder and was greeted by an outstretched hand.



Hi I m Frank said a distinguished looking gentleman who appeared to be in his late 50 s. With longish though neat brown hair dressed in khakis blue Polo button-down Oakley sunglasses hanging from a string around his neck and deck shoes odds were that Frank was a member of one if not all of the same country and yacht clubs that the Johnson s belonged to.



Pleased to meet you I m Kirk. You know those babes?



Julie Jennifer and Jillian the famous Tredo Triplets from Miami. Alone they go for $10 000 a night. Together for the weekend probably set Jeff back a couple of hundred grand. Not that he doesn t have it.



We both played voyeurs for a few minutes watching with earnest as Red bounced up and down on Jeff Johnson s dick like she was spring loaded. It didn t take long before he coaxed her off his dick and the three of them gathered around mouth s wide open like baby birds waiting to be fed in the nest.



Johnson fired off three blasts one spraying across each of their faces before he sat back and watched the Tredo sisters kiss each other clean.



The triplets are here fantastic said another new voice from the behind the couch this one female.



Renee said Frank I want you to meet Kirk. I m assuming he s one of our cottage mates for the weekend.



Wow you guys wore uniforms.



Renee who looked to be in her mid 40 s and very attractive was dressed exactly like Frank right down to the dangling Oakley s and deck shoes. Her hair brown as well was tied back in pony tail. Her shirt had one less button fastened than his and she was visibly without a bra her pert breasts fended for their own quite well.



Not intentionally Frank said in reference to the clothes. We just left some bullshit fund raiser with the Bushes in Kennebunkport too much effort to explain.



We went through a variety of obligatory conversation before they excused themselves to their bedroom Renee giving me a kiss on the cheek before departing.



It didn t take long maybe five minutes before sounds of sex began to emanate from their room. I flipped the TV to cottage four bedroom two and saw Renee bent over the baseboard of the sleigh bed Frank banging the ever-living daylights out of her from behind.



Renee s breasts swayed to and fro and she was already huffing and puffing like she was in the final mile of a 10k.



God damnit Frank fuck me fuck me like it s the end of the world!



Frank grabbed her pelvic bones and quickened his already maddening pace slamming forward like she wasn t even there. Renee braced herself and took everything he could give and begged for more.



Oh oh come on Frank harder harder you bastard. Oh god oh my fucking god will you please fuck me harder harder.



Shocked the hell out of me. I never would have pegged Renee for the overly verbal boisterous type.



I watched intently as the jack-hammering continued with Renee cussing up a storm as Frank repeatedly impaled her. It lasted a few more minutes before Renee wailed out a slew of explicit instructions culminating with Frank furiously rubbing her clit with one hand and shoving a finger in her butt with the other.



Renee let out one last guttural scream then withered to the floor. Frank left with his sex-soaked unit in his hand finished himself off raining a series of cum shots down upon his satiated wife.



I stared blankly for a moment utterly impressed by what I had just witnessed. I was so wrapped up in the action on the TV that I hadn t noticed that Marybeth had walked in and brought a new friend with her.



Wow they said simultaneously.



Turning my eyes feasted on two gorgeous naked women. Marybeth stood behind the couch with her arm around Lisa s waist. The Golden Globe winning actress was a tall and taut strawberry blonde with round full breasts. Her sculpted facial features were flawless and her smile illuminated the room.



And I thought it was hot outside Lisa said



Hi was all I could muster and it didn t even come out as clean as it reads.



We came in for something to drink. Is there something you would like? said Marybeth the queen of the double entendre as she gazed down at the erection propping up my shorts.



A beer. Again I was stumbling all over myself. I must admit a naked movie star standing before me had an adverse effect.



I ll have the same Lisa said sauntering around the couch and making herself at home right next to me. Mind if I have a look?



I wasn t quite sure what see was referring to and as her hand moved toward me my cock stirred but instead of grabbing my trousers she picked up the remote that was resting next to my leg and began flipping through the close-circuit channels.



Marybeth brought each of us a beer placed mine on my lap with a sneer and sat down in the chair to the side of us.



Stop there Marybeth said to Lisa. See that s one of the guys I was telling you about. They re monsters.



Lisa s jaw gaped open as we watched Evan the Porter wreak havoc on the pussy of what appeared to be a 50-something socialite in the common area of Cottage 2. The petite woman she couldn t have been more than five-feet tall wore only a necklace of pearls which glistened against her deep full body tan.



Evan gripped the tiny woman by her ass cheeks and repeatedly stuck her with what had to be at least ten-inches of thick cock. She looked to be halfway between an Epileptic seizure and Nirvana uttering throaty moans in the midst of on again off again orgasms.



After about five minutes of this none of us had said a word as we watched intently Evan pulled out and painted the socialite s torso with a lather of jism. Just as the last drop spilled out the tip of his cock our omnipresent hostess appeared from off camera and tongue bathed the thoroughly satiated socialite licking her clean of the porter s seed.



Well that s about all I can take Lisa broke the silence. Do you mind? she said with a glance over to Marybeth.



Be my guest.



And you sir as Lisa helped herself to my zipper freeing my lesser-sized but equally hard erect dick. Do you mind?



No I don t believe I do I stammered.



My shorts were around my ankles with Lisa straddling above me before I could process what was happening. In a blink of an eye one of Hollywood s hottest actresses was lowering herself on me her sopping pussy engulfing my cock.



Oh god that feels so good.



I couldn t tell if it was me or her who said it.



Lisa looked into my eyes within an insatiable leer and began to move in slow ministrations. She fed me her right breast and placed my hand on the left impressing upon me that her nipples needed my undivided attention.



Oh I needed this so bad. Oh my god. This time I knew it was her given my mouth was full of starlet breast.



Your cock is perfect. Fuck me with your perfect cock. No wonder she won an award for best supporting actress.



Lisa got into a comfortable motion sort of a combination grind and slide all the while reinforcing that I couldn t suck or pinch her nipples hard enough. This chore was enough preoccupation to keep me from pre-ejaculating which I almost did the moment I saw her. But now we had found a mutual rhythm and I felt I could last as long as I needed to.



Moans filled the room as Lisa had me positioned right on target. She pulled my head tight to her chest and I bit hard on her nipple sending a shock through her that caused her to yelp.



Oh god do that again. Bite me bite me hard. Ohhhhhhh god.



The action shifted from a calculated slow-paced screw to a hard charging fuck as Lisa bucked on top of me like she was trying to break free of some invisible restraint. She had a vice grip arm lock around my shoulders leveraging my body to get the deepest penetration she could.



I wanted to tell her how good she made me feel. How her steamy smooth pussy encased my cock and sent shivers down my legs and through my spine. But I couldn t speak hell I could barely breath. So I did the next best thing I could think of to relay my feelings--I clenched down on her nipple so hard I thought I would bite it off. Lisa responded by letting loose with a scream that was heard throughout the grounds of the estate.



Her body shook and hot sweet juices seeped from her clenching pussy as she began to climax.



Ugh ugh ohhhhh shit uhhhhhhhhhhhhh my god. Fuck fuck fuck.



I thought she was just about finished but she surprised me when she raised herself off my cock and jammed herself back down on it over and over. The final time she burst flooding my cock balls legs and the couch as she threw herself over the edge with the most intense orgasm I ve ever had the pleasure to participate in.



She held me tight for a moment then let me up for air. Lisa flashed me that million-dollar-a-movie smile wiped the sweat from her brow and tossed back her golden mane.



You might not believe this but that was the best fuck I ve ever had. Oh my god. Whew.



I didn t know if she was acting or not and couldn t have cared less. She ran her finger nails down my cheek and gave me a sweet sensuous kiss. As we parted lips she said You didn t come yet did you?



I returned the smile Not yet.



We can t have that now can we?



She began to slowly move back and forth on my cock and reached behind her back to fondle my balls. Lisa was so beautiful it was like having a work of art on my lap like I was making love to a Monet. But that ridiculous premise was quickly replaced by the reality that I was about so shoot my load.



I m gonna cum Lisa I gonna cum.



That s okay baby I want you to fill me up with your cum. No one deserves it more than you. Come on fill me up.



She twisted and turned my balls a couple more times before I finally thrust into her lifting both of us off the couch as I began to pump a mother lode of cum into the award winning actress.



Finished Lisa nuzzled my neck for a while like we were long-time lovers before rolling off onto the couch. I must have had a shit-eating grin the size of a summer moon because Marybeth whom I totally forgot was in the room walked past me and said Nice show I came twice myself. By the way I think this definitely means you re buying a house from me.

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Legal Tender

Dedicated to Steve



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Part 1



You WHAT?!



Honey he said his eyes wide and pleading. He put his hands out in front of him palms down as if urging me to take it easy to slow down. But I felt the world suddenly spinning out of control. He tried to grasp my shoulders. Please... you don t...



How could you! I said fully aware that I was no longer looking at Dwight -- my shoulders slumped and I sank onto the ornamented wooden footlocker we had paid so much for a month ago.



What were you thinking? I said my voice weak. On God s green earth what were you thinking Dwight?



Honey he said. Katie ... I thought I guess I don t know...I did it for us.



For us? I asked turning to look at him. You falsified legal documents for us Dwight? Do you have any idea what this is going to do to your career...to us?



His eyes were bright and wet. I could tell he d been crying for some time before he had come home and dropped this bombshell on me. Normally my heart would be breaking for him: the big broad-shouldered guy rarely showed me his weak side. But today I was too angry to think.



Katie he said reaching for my hand. I instinctively pulled it away and instantly regretted it but I did not offer it back. I didn t know what to think. I needed time. Katie I did it for us. It was wrong but I did it for us...



For us? I repeated listlessly standing up without knowing where I was going. For us...



With a shake of my head I walked toward the door without a conscious thought. I was for the moment dead inside. Everything —this room this house us -- it seemed so empty now. So meaningless.



I need time I said my voice steadier now quieter and even a little more intense. I just need a little time to think.



Katie baby... His voice was muffled. He had slumped to the bed his hands covering his face.



I didn t hesitate. I let my feet take me out of the room.



Dwight had the good sense not to follow me out as I walked out of the bedroom and down the hallway. I caught a glimpse of myself in the antique mirror I d been so pleased to spend too much for at Bellique s two months ago and I was shocked to see my face so drawn. As I reeled down the hall feeling oddly as if I didn t even exist any more. I found some small surprise at the fact that my feet made any sound at all on the hardwood floors. I strode through the living room past the leather couch and chair past the bud vase and ottoman and assorted knick knacks I had been so proudly collecting in order to impress all who visited of our lives of quiet luxury. Without thinking much about it I heard him call my name once twice three times -- each time more feeble more resigned more defeated.



By the time I picked my keys up off the credenza and headed out the front door I could barely hear him at all.



****



I drove aimlessly pointing the Volvo along whatever path seemed to offer the least resistance and the most opportunity for reflection. Since I was barely looking ahead as I drove I found it easy to look back ...



Though we might as well have come from different planets Dwight and I had met over five years ago at one of the most unusual bonding events known to modern culture: a Rocky Horror show. Ever the rebel I d come as Columbia dressed in the sluttiest outfit that I could muster. It hadn t been the only performance I d attended nor the only one I d dressed for but whatever possessed me to leave my seat and head up toward the stage seemed to liberate me and I found myself transported into another heretofore forbidden world as I performed under the movie at the front of the theater. And it was there that I met an unbelievably buff bronzed god posing as Rocky Horror himself.



After the movie we ate at a coffee shop both of us wearing sweats that permitted us passage into normal society but I know that I could think of little else but his tight smooth muscled body under those loose and formless garments. The feeling was quite apparently mutual and it took little time to find myself breathily shedding my clothes under his greedy hands his mouth busy on mine consuming me with his lips the evidence of his lust pressed hard against my thigh as he devoured me.



We lay sprawled on his four-posted bed my hands all over him: gripping his arms clutching at his back seizing his ass. Whatever propriety I had pretended to live my life according to previous to this evening I abandoned completely under his ravenous spell.



And finally naked beneath him I felt him impale me his hips thrusting against me his need to release himself through me and inside me conveying me into a world of abandon and desire unlike any experience I have ever felt before. And when he came plunging himself inside me I felt him empty himself into me with a hunger that I knew would not abate when sense and reason came again.



And as much as we forestalled that moment cavorting wildly through the night it finally did come upon the light of dawn when we fell asleep in each other s arms at long last.



****



We lived together for two years were married on the second anniversary of our Rocky Horror debut and soon found ourselves building a life for ourselves that would have been almost impossible for me to have imagined before all this began.



I had spent my formative years outside of New York City crowded into an urban sprawl of uniform row houses amidst capillaries of teeming traffic. The town I lived in was part of a expansive complex of businesses restaurants car dealerships and arcades whose only divergent identity was marked by whatever sign certified which particular village one was actually in at any given time. My parents like so many others around us seemed so resigned to this lifestyle that even something as simple as an acknowledgement of it seemed impossible and I thus I and others like me lived my days in accordance to the rules from elementary to junior to high school to state college eventually graduating as a school librarian whose career it was to place the accumulated knowledge of the world into neat little organized rows.



Dwight had come from a long line of aristocrats and private schools and I found myself surprised to find in those occasional unguarded moments he granted me that such a life was to him equally packaged and programmed. He became a lawyer like his father and his father s father and he too was well on his way to a life of accumulation and attainment when he acquired me.



Despite our differences we clicked and I soon found myself blissfully transformed into his universe of wealth and status and though I initially felt somewhat invisible to his parents and their crowd I found myself becoming more perceptible as I happily pursued my newfound ability to possess whatever luxuries and status I could. I don t like to admit this about myself but all of my teenage disgust with the world of the American royalty disappeared like air from a balloon. Whether it was buying our new home in our expensive neighborhood or filling it with lavish furnishings or even the Volvo I was now driving my quest for instant social status probably taxed him to the limit Even though Dwight was well on his way to his family s life of plenty he was still only a junior lawyer in his father s firm. He never protested but I know I was running him ragged.



And so I realized as surely as I was driving the Volvo down the road I had done this too. I had pushed him to the limit. Dwight might have been the one who broke the law but it was my obsession that drove him to it. And I knew what I had to do.



****



Among my diminishing options none were bigger than Kevin Chance.



A few weeks after Dwight joined Massey Chance and Ferguson he invited me to come in during the morning so that I might admire his new office. Wishing to impress his future partners I dressed conservatively in a light wool skirt that reached below the knee Since the weather was a bit cool for September I chose a matching jacket. My one concession to female intuition was a light silk blouse that really was a bit too sheer for an office but I thought it would be fine under the jacket. It was Dwight s favorite.



Dwight introduced me proudly to each of his office mates and after the amenities he took me by the arm and escorted down the hall to his office. As we walked down the hall he showed us the partners offices and I could see his ambition was barely held in check as he introduced each partner in turn -- I could tell he was envisioning when he might be occupying any one of those offices in due time.



When we reached his office the three other young enterprising men he shared the room with jumped to their feet and made brief energetic introductions and told me one by one how proud they were to work with Dwight how he was fitting right in and they saw great things in his future but I could just as easily see that each of them considered the others not compatriots but chum -- the kind sharks hunger for and consume as they hunt for larger prey. Just as quickly each of them made excuses that they had to perform this task or that and we soon found ourselves alone in the office.



When Dwight pointed out his desk I complimented him earnestly: I was so proud of him. As I told him this our eyes met and he scooped me up in his strong arms and pressed me to him spontaneously locking his mouth on mine. I enjoyed it immensely and as I felt my own internal temperature rise I shrugged and he got the hint immediately. Never losing his lips hold on me he took off my jacket and ran his hands over my back letting his thumbs slide forward until they touched my breasts sliding slowly up and down...



It was then I looked over his shoulder and saw a stranger standing in the doorway and I tried to break Dwight s hold on me. Thinking it was at first just a sign of my increasing passion Dwight became more demonstrative and before I could separate from him he had quite visibly cupped my bottom and pressed himself hard against me.



Dwight I said my voice a bit forced you should introduce us.



Dwight turned and I saw his jaw drop and his skin visibly redden. Oh he said stumbling a bit. Um... hello Mr. Chance. I didn t hear you...



No he said a smile breaking out over his handsome tanned face. He had a full head of dark brown hair and bright brown eyes that positively twinkled as he spoke. It didn t seem that you did. Please accept my apology.



I felt totally disheveled. I knew we hadn t done much of anything but not only could I tell that my blouse was probably not completely tucked in but I was becoming increasingly aware of his stare which was lowering by the second. I could feel my nipples betraying me and knew the sheer blouse and bra were probably doing almost nothing to disguise my arousal. I blushed and moved behind Dwight who damn him was so oblivious he brought me back out beside him again.



I felt I was on display. There was no way that Dwight could know but he was offering me up to Kevin on a plate. He was so caught up in impressing his boss gabbing and making small talk that he never saw how each time he d glance away Kevin would let his gaze drop. And he also never saw the way s Kevin s eyes would eventually rise not to his own but mine.



Upon subsequent visits I had the uncanny feeling that Mr. Chance always seemed to find time to make an encounter. Often they were brief: a hello or even a nod from across the office. It wasn t just my overactive ego at work: at his firm s Christmas party he came upon me as I left the bathroom and I had the distinct feeling it was anything but chance that he had stumbled upon me.



We chatted amicably and I had the odd feeling that it was he who was a little nervous. It was remarkable -- he was a one of the three heads of a powerful and influential organization -- and it was equally empowering.



If you don t mind my asking I said reaching forward to touch his hand you look kind of young to be a full partner Mr. Chance.



He smiled looking down at my hand briefly which I didn t move as quickly as I could have. The Chance in our firm s title refers to my father. I moved up when he died in a car accident. I was in my thirties then.



I m so sorry I said genuinely. I had no idea...



It s quite all right he said sipping his drink. It looked to be something like scotch.



It s just that one typically pictures such old fogies at the top of a firm like yours.



He gave a small chuckle. I guess that s a compliment he said. But I think we re not quite as ancient as you might think. I m forty-eight and Carl Massey just turned fifty. His father too handed him the reins.



Oh I said smiling. That leaves Mr. Doyle...?



Yes he said laughing. Mr. Doyle is an old fogey.



Noticing I had no drink he invited me back to the bar where we talked for some time before Dwight discovered us and came over. Rather than being jealous that we were together Dwight seemed overjoyed as if he had just discovered an hidden asset.



Today I realized that asset could be realized.



****



I sat in the parking lot of Massey Doyle for about a half hour before I came up with my plan of action. There was no way I could walk into the office: too many people up there knew me. And while Dwight s secretary knew my voice Mr. Chance s didn t. I just had to get by her.



Dwight was always telling me about cases the firm was handling and I knew that Mr. Chance was working on a custody case that had also hit the local newspapers. Without letting myself think enough to weaken and back out I called the firm and identified myself as Kelly Nordstrom the daughter in the case. I hoped that while the secretary would be familiar with the husband and ex-wife s voices the daughter would be removed enough that it would let me by. And I was right.



I knew there was a problem inherent in my logic and it cropped up almost immediately. Once Mr. Chance himself picked up the phone I hurriedly identified myself and waited for the backlash.



Ms. Hanson he said. Apparently you don t feel there have been enough problems already with you and your husband that you need to misidentify yourself when you call in claiming to be one of my clients.



I realize the impropriety of calling you in this manner Mr. Chance I said my voice soft and pleading. Please understand that I wouldn t have taken such a step if it weren t a last resort.



There was a pause and then he spoke in that firm resolute voice good trial lawyers have. Ms. Smith I think we can cut to the chase here. What your husband did was illegal and such an action can and will not be condoned by our firm. We will be discontinuing his service with our firm and that as they say is that.



I felt my voice crumbling as I tried to speak. That was it then: an end to everything.



Mr. Chance I said. You ve worked with Dwight. You know Dwight...



I thought I did he said his voice steady and strong but a little quieter.



If you know him at all I said you have to know that he would never do a thing like this again. He s... he s just...



Ms. Smith he said somewhat abruptly. I felt the complete futility of my effort then suddenly: I might as well have been trying to call a warden and ask that my son be released. I appreciate what you are trying to do. But our firm has zero tolerance in this matter and there s really nothing I can see that...



But there is I said almost before I could believe it was my mouth saying it. Yet suddenly at that crucial moment as I spoke the words I fully realized the panic that Dwight s job loss was going to create the turmoil that would become our lives the shame and the loss and the hysteria and the anger...



Excuse me Ms. Hanson?



I realized I could stop now -- I could simply excuse myself and say I had tried and there would be nothing more to say. I would get off the phone return to Dwight and we could deal with this. There would have to be changes in our lives of course: no more country club or prestigious cars or upscale living. Our neighbors would gossip of course -- we d be the butt of jokes the catchword of the day. But if we just stayed strong just didn t let it get to us...



Mr. Chance I said and for the first time I felt I had a little strength in my own voice is there somewhere you and I can talk?



There was a pause and Mr. Chance took his time to reply. It seemed interminable but he finally spoke.



Ms. Hanson he said. I cannot emphasize how serious this is. I understand that you have a serious problem but I don t think that compounding the error with more lapses in judgment will help you in the long run.



I think it will Mr. Chance I said adding and I can make that point more convincingly in a private meeting at your convenience. It can t be in your office. You name the place. And I believe I can satisfy your demands.



There was a long silence on the other end and then Mr. Chance spoke.



Tomorrow. At Bistro la Claires s. Seven o clock.



****



Dinner at Bistro la Claires was meant to carry an implication that went beyond its elegance in short the mere fact that they were sitting here on short notice signified the substance and magnitude of Massey Chance and Ferguson s place in society. The waiting list went beyond lengthy to almost impossible but somehow here we sat on a Tuesday evening the lights low the meal before us..



I had thought about wearing a variety of revealing outfits but chose to play it a bit more conservative than my initial instincts dictated. While I have received a lot of compliments on my legs I chose a long clingy lipstick red silk dress that covered me to my ankles yet a knee-high slit let me expose my legs upon occasion. And while the dress covered my shoulders and arms to the wrist I knew its low cut bodice accented by black lace bared and accented what I d always been told was a pretty ample cleavage. I could tell I had assessed its effect correctly as I observed Mr. Chance s reaction as I was led across the floor of the restaurant to his table. More than his gaze followed me to the table but I made sure to never lose contact with his eyes.



I looked across the table at Mr. Chance whose features bore a resemblance to a younger Roy Scheider with short dark hair and lean features that gave him an intensity that magnified when he locked his piercing brown eyes on you. He sat quietly listening his forbearance forcing me to nervously sputter on and say far more than I would have liked. I had hardly touched my shrimp crepe Florentine (which he had taken the opportunity to order for me) fully knowing that were I not successful here today I would never have a meal like this again.



Ms. Hanson he said interrupting my babble. Rather than be hurt I felt immensely grateful. You ve something you want to tell me. Something in your own words that would be convincing.



I sat for a moment realizing fully that this was the moment. I drew a breath telling myself that if I took this course I could not turn back. But if I didn t I knew Dwight s and my life would be forever devastated. Conversely there was always the chance that taking this step too could ruin our lives. I chose my words carefully.



Mr. Chance I said my voice as firm as I could make it. What Dwight did was extremely bad and we both know it. I paused and knew it was important to look him straight in the eyes as I spoke this next sentence. I m prepared to do something equally bad to save him.



Mr. Chance looked at me unblinking. He was probably a masterful lawyer I thought I hadn t seen a single break in his composure. The forefinger of his left hand slowly traced a circle in the tablecloth beside his plate.

Ms. Hanson are you saying what I think you re saying?



I paused and met his gaze. I am.



Ms. Hanson what Dwight did was illegal. Our firm cannot sit by and ignore...



Punish him I said interrupting. Sanction him. Demote him. Scold him. Lower his salary. Do what seems appropriate but don t fire him. Please. I said the last word gently dipping my head slightly in the initial gesture of a bow. Please.



I reached my right hand across the table and touched his left hand leaving my hand upon his.



Dwight is disconsolate. He is repentant contrite and full of regret. He knows what he did is wrong and he would undo it if he could. His actions were wrong and he knows that but he did it for better for worse because of his ambition to win the case to impress you.



I would hope that he is.



Mr. Chance Dwight is not an evil man. He made a mistake but it wasn t because of poor motives or bad intentions. His aspirations got the better of him.



My host sat back and regarded me respectfully. Perhaps I should have hired you Ms. Hanson. You re pretty articulate and not a bad advocate.



Thank you Mr. Chance. But I m speaking honestly and from the heart.



Unfortunately miss there are rules and there are rules.



Please I said. Every successful man has broken rules in his life. You don t always succeed by towing the line.



Ms. Hanson he said putting his fork down sitting back in his chair and locking his eyes on mine. These aren t just rules. He falsified evidence. He broke one of the basic tenets of the legal system.



An act you re aware of and no one else. This is an in-house problem and your method of discipline could be in-house as well.



An interesting argument Ms. Hanson but the mere fact that no one else knows yet is hardly...



Mr. Chance I said and if my eyes were moistening it was not an act. Let me be frank. I come from nothing I am not prepared to return there. And I said letting my head dip further forcing me to look up at him from a more distinct angle regardless of how this seems I do love Dwight.



Mr. Chase looked at my hand and then back at me. Does he know you ve come to see me?



I know my eyes grew wider. Oh my god. No. And you can never tell him.



He pursed his lips than then reached for my right hand with his left and re-placed my hand on my own side of the table. He looked back up at me shook his head.



I won t lie to you and tell you that I wouldn t love to take you up on your offer. I can t say I haven t been smitten with you since I first saw you.



Smitten? I said doing my best to smile.



He smiled grimly. Smitten. He folded his hands one over the other. But Ms. Hanson I think you re over-reaching. First of all this is a crime we re talking about.



People commit crimes every day I said. You ve never run a red light or dodged your taxes or...



This is a far cry worse than running a red light Ms. Hanson.



I m aware of that. But you re also sensitive to the fact that this is only known in-house. It doesn t have to be made public.



It s still a crime Ms. Hanson. And it s an issue of trust.



Dwight made an error in judgment. He regrets it. If you give him a chance you ll see. And having been caught committing such an error he will not only never repeat the experience but having been forgiven he ll owe you his loyalty forever.



Mr. Hanson nodded letting the smallest vestige of a smile cross his face. Even if we were to say overlook this... he said with a small sweep of his hand I don t think you have any idea of what you re setting yourself in for.



I tried to look worldly. I may be young Mr. Chance...



How young are you Ms. Hanson?



Twenty --four.



He looked up as if the sky were a feature of Bistro la Claires . Twenty-four. God help me.



I put both of my palms together and rested them on the table. I may be a librarian from a small town Mr. Chance but please don t think I don t know a thing or two about this kind of thing. I smiled and slid the finger of my right hand along the lace of my cleavage doing my best to look sensual. I think I could surprise you.



He held up his hand. We re talking about absolving your husband of a major crime. What you re talking about is equating that with a carnal experience. If one were to truly offset the offense with something that lurks in my id the I m not sure you re truly prepared for what I could do with that.



I giggled self-consciously. I m not walking into this blind I said. I thought about it long and hard and then catching myself in the unplanned pun tried to go on. What I mean is that I...



He waved his hand. Besides he said you haven t considered two pretty important things.



What s that?



He looked at me. Your being here tells me that you have apparently noticed that I have had a fascination with you ever since I first laid eyes upon you in the office that morning. I have tried to be subtle about it but I do believe I have never met a woman who so captivated me. Should we have this...session he said looking serious I will not be satisfied with an hour an afternoon or even a night. You will be with me an entire weekend and I can assure you there will be little sleep.



I put my fork down and did my best to look demure. I will be all yours. All weekend as you wish. I can be remarkably...giving.



He grinned. You could impress the hell out of me sure... He said tapping the table. But there is another significant aspect...



You see Ms. Hanson there are three of us in the partnership. It would take two of us to sway the vote..



He was right. I hadn t once considered that angle. I felt a giddy almost sick kind of sensation at the pit of my stomach. For a moment I thought of backing out.



But I thought quickly of what could happen if I gave in. It wasn t just Dwight s welfare. It was mine as well. One weekend whatever they could throw my way could never outweigh a lifetime of hardship. I tried to muster up what courage I could smiled and met his gaze.



Do I at least have a choice?



It was Mr. Chance s turn to look surprised. Choice?



I mean between Mr. Ferguson and Mr. Massey I said. I prefer my debaucherers to be ineligible for social security.



Mr. Chance laughed and this one seemed to come from deep within him.



Your husband doesn t deserve you.



I did my best to smile. If he were to find out he might argue for the opposition I said my hands folded on my lap as innocently as I could.

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The Ultimate Birthday Present

1st Meeting



I m a single 55 year old bachelor and work for an electrical service company. I m on call 24-hours a day 360 days a year (It s been my habit to taking three days off for my birthday Thanksgiving Christmas). With a schedule or lack thereof like mine it s darn near impossible to make plans to do anything. But this year I made a promise to myself to get fit to start working out on a regular basis. Tonight s my first Arabic s class and I m late.



Friday s are always bad and today was no exception. Call s all morning and a panel change in the afternoon. Things never go as planed and everything takes longer than expected. I finished the service change and got off the job at 8:20 p.m. My aerobics class starts 9:00 p.m. and I have just enough time to get there and change good thing I put my bag in the truck this morning.



I get out of downtown Sacramento and get on I-80 heading East. Traffic is very heavy but moving along at a good clip and I think I ll get to the gym on time. I notice a car coming up fast on the outside of me and the headlights are real dim. As the car passes me I notice the driver is a good looking gal in sweats and looking for a hole in traffic to get to the shoulder. I know that she s not going very far with no juice and give her room to cut in.



A hundred feet in front of me all the lights on the car go out and she s loosing power. I kick on my four-way flashers and overhead amber light bar get on the PA system and tell her to pull to the right shoulder as far as possible. I make a traffic break for her and follow her off the Interstate on to the shoulder. She stops her car on the wide shoulder and I pull in behind her. I get out to see what I can do and to make sure we will not get hit by oncoming traffic.



As I approached the car the driver got out and nearly knocked me off my feet. She stood about 5 4 and her hair was raven black cut in a short pixie. The white sweat suit she wore did nothing to hide her curves. Her proud breasts stood high on her chest like twin peaks and her waist was tiny. Her hips and taut ass were set on top of the longest trimmest legs I have ever seen. This gal in her mid-20 s was a walking talking wet dream.



Sorry if I scared you but I had to get you out of that traffic before some nut hit you. I said



Oh yes no. Oh . . Why me? Oh Oh she replied her whole body shaking.



I grabbed her by the shoulders and told her Relax you re not hurt and everything else can be handled. Take a couple of deep breaths and relax! She looked me square in the eyes and took several deep breaths. Her whole body was trembling so I held her shoulders tightly and keep telling to calm down and relax. It took a minute or so but she finally stooped shaking.



Are you O.K. now?



Oh Yes! She says in a sweet calm voice. Nobody but you would let me get over I ve been trying for miles. What jerks! I let go of her and steep back and she is still looking deep into my eyes. Her eyes are the darkest things I ve seen very dark blue or brown more like black and they sparkle. I pull back a little more and look at her face. Well-tanned thick eyebrows that almost meet above her cute little nose. Her lips are very full and moist just begging to be kissed. Her whole face is flushed.



I look at her kind of sideways and say God you re cute when you re mad!



She broke up laughing leaned back against the car reaches out and held on to my arm. Why did you say that? Still laughing.



Well I had to do something to cool you off! Your blood pressure was going through the roof. I wish I had a mirror with me and you could look at yourself Then I started laughing.



Your the first man that ever wanted to cool me off!



My face must have flushed because she broke up laughing again and I joined her.



What happened to the car? I asked.



This loner has been nothing but a pain since I got it. All the lights went out and the engine died. I was hoping to make it at least to class. Now I m going to be late. She said.



I ve got a class myself at the 24 hour gym that I m late for too.



She broke into a wide grin and said That s where I m going and can you give me a ride?



Sure I said. Lock your car and I ll leave a note for the Highway Patrol.



She got her stuff out of the car and locked it up while I wrote a note then we both hoped in the truck and headed for the gym. On the way we made plans to met after our classes and I d take her back to her car and see if I could get it going if she couldn t get help from the garage.



We ran into the gym with 2 minutes to spare and went our separate ways. I got a locked and changed into my shorts T-shirt and tennies. I ran into the assigned aerobics area and waited for the instructor. It then dawned on me that I didn t even get her name.



Most of the class were very fit young men and it sure didn t look like they needed to be there. All of them were trying to get close to the platform and I was very happy to get in the back row.



Then she walked in! She had gotten rid of the sweat suite and she now wore black Spandex tights with a hot pink aerobic suit thong cut over them. The suit had a cutout in front that went from the bottom of her tits to the waist. The back was cut out from the waist to above the shoulders leaving a small piece of material between her firm buns and another across her shoulder. This thing was stretched to the max. and her pert nipples showed through. My name is Lynda and I ll be your instructor tonight. I want all the beginners at the back and the more advanced up front. She then went down the rows getting all the student s names. When she stepped in front of me I said Hi Linda my name is Dave and gave her a big smile. She gave me a big smile steeped forward and shook my hand. Hi Dave. It s a pleasure to finely meet you. She then stepped back and looked me over again. I m 6 2 195# with brown eyes and brown hair with some gray on the side and clean-shaven. She gave me an approving look and went to the front of the class.



We don t want to have anybody hurt themselves tonight so if you feel that I m going too fast or too hard step out and relax then rejoin when you feel up to it. I want all eyes on me (as if she had to tell anybody) and if I point to you I want you to slow down. Any questions? If not we ll begin with stretching. She got up on the platform turned with her back to us spread her legs and bent over. The whole class just stood there with their mouths open. Don t look-do it! We all bent over and did our stretching and limbered up. The front three rows were breaking their necks trying to watch and look at the same time. Lynda then put on some music and her portable microphone. For the next 45 minutes Lynda would have made a Marine Corp. Drill Instructor proud. She worked us to a frazzle but several times she pointed me out and then proceeded to pick up the pace. When she would slow down she d bring me back in. I was still glad when the time was up.



I went to the locker room looking forward to a long hot shower when the roof fell in. There was a note poster in the locker room saying that due to remodeling there would be no water that night. I d worked up a good sweat during class and felt miserable. I changed into my work cloths and went to find Lynda.



The lobby was full of irate people and the staff was doing their best to apologize for the lack of water. I found a bottle water dispenser and fought my way through the crowd to get some. I was on my third glass when someone whispered in my ear. Don t drink too much of that or you ll cramp. I turned and starred into those black pools Lynda calls eyes. She had her sweat pants on and the top was tied loosely around her neck. She slipped her arm under mine pulling my upper arm into her breast leaned over and whispered in my ear. Ready to go Lover ?



Most of the class overheard this and all I saw were open mouths as Lynda and I walked out arm in arm.



We made it to the truck before Lynda went into hysterics. Did you see the look on the kids faces. That was priceless. They won t stop talking for a month. Thanks Dave.



Your more than welcome Lynda.



Hold it! It s Lynda in class but Lynn to my friends . . . . . and lovers.



Now that s ah . . . Ah . . nice!



Lynn and I threw our gym bags in the back of my truck and I opened the passenger door and gave Lynn my hand to help her in. AHHHH a gentlemen too! Every chance I get I said.



We drove to her car and found a CHP sticker by the note giving us 24 hours to remove the car or it will be towed. Lynn and I laughed about this and I checked the car out. The battery posts were corroded and the battery was dead. I fixed the problems and got my jumper cables out to charge the battery. This was going to take a while so Lynn and I sat in the truck with the heater running.



We talked freely and found out about each other. We were both divorced and liked a lot of the same things. I thought Lynn was flirting with me but in the dim light it was hard to tell. Lynn still had not put her sweat suit top on even though it was chilly outside. I did enjoy the view.



Things got quite for a while and then Lynn said to turn on the inside light. I turned on the brightest overhead light I had and Lynn was staring at me.



Do you like what you see? Lynn asked as she untied the sweat top and letting it fall over the seat back. She sat up and leaned into the light giving me a wonderful view of her upper body.



God YES! I said. Why do you have to ask?



Did I embarrass you at the gym?



Not at all. You made me the proudest man in the place.



Then why does everybody I get close to want to dress me in baggy cloths hiding my body and keep me home.



Because they are immature insecure kids. They figure that if they keep you covered up and out of sight nobody can take you away from them. They haven t figured it out that they are driving you away from them. What s the old saying - You hold the one you love with an OPEN hand. I d dress you in cloths straight out of that Hollywood Lingerie Catalog if I had the chance. But this is getting real deep. Why are you asking me?



Lynn stared at me for a long while and then said Dave I feel that I have known you for a long time and I feel very comfortable just being with you. I can trust you.



I was dumb struck and it took me a while to answer. All I can say is thank you!



Lynn leaned over the console hug me and then a kiss on the cheek. Your very welcome. . . . . . . . .Lover!



We looked at each other for a while and then Lynn started to squirm. I feel all sticky and dirty do you?



I sure do. Let s see if the car is ready to go yet? I said.



I got the car running and things looked O.K. I went back to the truck to get Lynn s things when she opened the door and asked. Could you follow me home? I don t trust that loner as far as I can throw it.



I helped Lynn out of the truck and into her car. She said something about a gentleman and we just smiled at each other. She gave me her address and off we went. It took about 20 minutes to get to her house and it was in one of the better sections of town. When we pulled into the driveway she had to use a keypad to open the big gates. We drove down a long driveway before coming to a rather large house. She parked in the garage and pointed for me to park under the breezeway. She came bouncing back to the truck and we got her stuff out. She then grabbed my gym bag and ran into the house. I went after her and when I caught up to her I asked her what she was doing.



I can t let my Knight in Shinning Armor go home dirty and hungry. Now you go take a shower while I do the same. Then I ll fix you dinner.



I looked at Lynn shaking my head in wonderment.



Follow me to your shower. She said in her best Drill Instructor voice.



I followed her down a hallway and into a bedroom. You ll find all you need in there pointing to the bath and I ll put these in the washer she said as she disappeared with my gym bag. I guess I had received my marching orders all right and a shower did sound good. I looked around the bedroom and the only furniture was a very large four poster bed. The thing could handle about four people nicely. No other furniture besides two night stands. There was something odd about the room and then it hit me. There were no doors. None going to the hall or into the bathroom or the closet. There were no hinges in the casing so I guess doors had never been installed. Oh well to each his own.



I went into the bathroom and stripped. There was everything I needed even a razor. I shaved and then hopped into the shower stall. There was a door here and it had a clear pain of glass in it. I let the hot water run all over my sore body Lynn had sure worked me over good in class. I soaped up and was rinsing off when I heard Lynn yell that dinner was being fixed. It sounded like she was in the bathroom and when I looked out all I saw a black robe disappearing out the doorway. I got out and dried off then reached for my cloths but they were gone. In their place was a black silk robe. I put the robe on and it fit nicely coming to about mid thigh. I then went looking for Lynn.



I wondered around for a while until I heard some humming. I finally found the kitchen and Lynn. She was puttering around the kitchen and I asked if I could do anything. She pointed to the couch facing the kitchen and said Sit down relax and enjoy. She had on a robe just like mine and the belt would not hold the robe together. I looked around the room and the one funny thing besides no door was no curtains on the windows. The whole place was decorated with nice comfortable furniture very open and airy. The whole house was very warm and I was beginning to perspire.



You very sore? Lynn asked.



I ve found a few mussels that I didn t know I had but not bad. I feel sorry for the rest of the class that did the whole routine.



If those young studs want to ogle my body they have a price to pay! Besides it keeps this 42 year old body in great shape and sure does boost my ego.



Lynn must have seen my mouth drop. She threw her shoulders back forcing her breasts forward and striking a sexy pose. Didn t think I was that old did ya?



Not at all. I guessed about mid twenties. Boy was I wrong. This brought a big smile to Lynn s face as she brought over dinner.



We sat on the couch facing each other and had a light seafood salad. While we ate Lynn s robe keep sliding open and she seemed not to notice or just took a long time pull it back in place. Her exposed deep cleavage was getting to me and I was glad to have the plate in my lap to cover-up my growing problem.



You said in the truck that you d dress me out of a lingerie catalog if you could. What did you mean? Lynn asked as she looked deep into my eyes?



You obviously spent a lot of time and effort on your physical conditioned and it would be a crime to hide such a fine work of art. The lingerie catalog has cloths that can do your body justice. It seems to me that you take great pleasure in your body and have a right to do what you want. I was looking at her as I spoke and Lynn seemed to glow with pride as I spoke.



I do like what my body looks like and I guess I m a nudist and exhibitionist. It s hard to find someone that can be comfortable around me male or female! The men want to cover me up and the gals want to claw my eyes out. Can t win for loosing Lynn said with tears forming in her eyes.



The guys are stupid and the gals are envious they don t want to put in the effort. But that s their problem not yours! I reached forward and lifted her chin so I could look into her eyes.



Lynn s eyes were filling with tears and she smiled at me. Thank you Dave you don t know how much that means. She looked at the kitchen clock and then looked at me. It s getting kind of late what time do you have to get up in the morning?



Tomorrow s my birthday 48 thank you and I m taking the next three days off. I said with a big grin.



Lynn s eyes light up and sparkled. You mean to tell me that your birthday is in 15 minutes and you didn t tell me! What do you have planned for that great day?



Oh Not much just kick back and enjoy my OLD AGE .



We both laughed and Lynn lit-up as she gave me a big smile and said Well you wait here and I ll see if I can t find you something for your Old Age celebration.



She took our dishes into the kitchen and put them in the sink. I sure did enjoy the view as Lynn puttered around the kitchen in her bare feet. She gave me a big smile as she blew me a kiss and disappeared down the hall.



I rearranged my robe and tried my best to cover my growing bulge.



A few minutes later I heard the click of high heel coming down the hall long before I saw Lynn. She took my breath away. She had on a stretch nylon lace teddisette in black. It was stretched so tight it seemed like it was painted on. Thin straps fell from her shoulders to the top of her firm tits then split to a very low back and split all the way down the center. The center was held together with three small ribbons one below her tits one above her belly button and one mid tummy. The nylon was pulled apart between the ribbons leaving large open teardrops of tanned flesh. From the bottom ribbon to where it disappeared between legs was no more than an inch. The thighs were cut very high above her waist and wrapped around her back. She had on matching stockings fingerless gloves and 5 high black heels that caused her long legs to stretch taunt.



Lynn stepped into the room smiling at me as she did a slow circle giving me a slow full view from all angles. The back was nothing more than a thin ribbon splitting her luscious buns. Her whole body was tanned unmarred with tan lines. I sat there with my mouth open not believing that anything could look that good.



Lynn walked over a stood in front of me with her gloved hands on her hips her shoulders held back and her chest out. Her body scent was intoxicating as I studied her glorious body.



Lynn smiled down at me and said Want to open your present lover?



I reached for the top ribbon with trembling hands and untied it. The lace parted and pulled back exposing her firm tits with their distended nipples. Lynn moved her right nipple to my mouth and I sucked it in. Oh Dave I love having my tits sucked! I cupped her firm glob with both hands and sucked her nipple deeper into mouth using my teeth to lightly bite her. Lynn groaned and pushed harder then pulled away. I ve got another tit that needs attention Lynn said as she moved her left nipple into my mouth. I sucked her delicious nipple for a few seconds before Lynn pulled away again.



She leaned back a little and let me untie the second ribbon. The lace pulled back some more and I undid the last ribbon. The lace pulled back all the way exposing her smooth moist clean shaved pussy. The lace was on either side of the hairless pussy lips causing them to pull open and exposing her hard clit.



Lynn grabbed my head with her gloved hands and pulled me to my feet. My robe fell open and lets my cock stand out. She dropped her nylon-covered hand down my chest and ran her fingers through my chest hair. She ran her hands all over my chest and then pinched my nipples with her fingers. I groaned as Lynn gave me a long deep French kiss running her hands under my robe and pushing it off my shoulders. She then pulled our bodies together and squirmed all over me. Her firm tits rolled all over my chest and my cock was pinned between our bodies.



Lynn broke the kiss and stepped back to look at me. She ran her hands down my chest playing with the hair. I love a hairy man she said as she dropped her hands to my hairless cock. She knelt down as she wrapped one hand around my shaft and the other to cup my sack. And I love a shaved cock even more. Lynn opened her mouth and sucked my hard shaft in running her tongue all around my blotted cock head. She lunged forward and sucked my cock head deed into her throat and swallowed. She pinched the base of my cock to prevent me from loosing it as her head bobbed up and down.

My legs were turning to jelly when Lynn popped my cock out of mouth leaving a trail of her saliva and my pre-cum between the head and her lips. Let s get in bed I need this inside me Lynn said as she got to her feet and wrapped her nylon gloved hand around my wet cock. She led me down the hall and into her bedroom.



Her bedroom was twice as big as the one I had used earlier and it didn t have any doors or drapes. A huge four-poster bed with a canopy dominated the room. We walked over to the bed and Lynn had me lay down. As I got in the center of the bed I noticed that there were mirrors in the canopy and all around the room focused on the bed so any action could be viewed from many angles. Lynn noticed me looking at the mirrors and said I like to see . . . and be seen!



Lynn stretched her arms over her head shaking her naked tits at me and licked her lips. I m going to enjoy this more than you could ever realize Dave. Lynn pulled the straps of her teddy over her shoulder and let it fall to her waist and then pull it down her long nylon encased legs over her heels and threw it to the floor. She left her stockings and gloves on as she climbed onto the bed and let her high heels fall to the floor. She crawled over to me licking her lips like a hungry cat with a lustful look in her eyes.



Just lay back and enjoy this night Dave. Let me give you this let me do it all let me explore your body just tell me what you want or enjoy and I ll do anything tonight tomorrow or for as long as you ll let me.



Lynn straddled my legs above the ankles and lowered her bare pussy down on my hairy legs. She rubbed herself on my legs letting her juices run all over. Dave I love sex I might even be a nymph. I m a nudist exhibitionist bi-sexual and very vocal. I love to give and receive pleasure from both sexes. I ve got my lady lovers all I want but I can t find a man that can understand my needs. I hope you re one that can. It ll be a great time if you can. She stretched out along my legs her tits burning a hole in my thighs her nylon encased hands massaging my sides and her mouth attacking my supper hard cock and balls.



Lynn you re a wet dream come true. I ve wanted someone like you all my life and I can t believe you re for real.



She planted kisses all along my shaft sometimes using her teeth to bite the sensitive shin leaving small hickeys along the way. Is this real enough? she asked just before she sucked my pole into her velvet mouth. Her head bobbed up and down taking my whole cock deep into her throat.



Oh lover if you keep that up I ll blow the back of your head off I groaned.



Lynn pulled her mouth off my cock as she wrapped both nylon-gloved hands around my shaft. The first time will be in my pussy lover she said as she scrambled up and placed the tips of my rod in her pussy lips. She used her hands to guide my cock up to her clit and rubbed it up and down over her hard little nub. She placed my cock head in her open slit and placed her hands on my shoulders to steady her. Just watch me sink my hot pussy onto that lovely hard cock of yours she gasped.



I keep my eyes open and watched as she slowly a millimeter at a time sank her velvet pussy over cock. Little by little she sank onto me and the feeling was exquisite. Her pussy was so tight it almost hurt. When she was all the way down she used her pussy mussels to grip my cock in a milking motion. Oh you fill me so nice with that lovely cock of yours.



I filled my hands with her firm tits and kneaded them pinching the nipples with my thumb and finger. Oh I love your hands on my tits harder . . .HARDER! she gasped.



I jerked my hip up burying my cock deep into Lynn s pussy as I felt my balls contract and shoot a massive load into her pulsating pussy. This sent Lynn over the top and we were both in a mind wrenching orgasm.



I must have black out because when I can to Lynn was still on top of me with my cock buried in her pussy. She was breathing in slow deep breaths and we were holding each other. I French kissed Lynn s ear and she began to stir. Lady you are one fantastic woman I whispered in her ear. I ve never had sex like that. You haven t seen anything yet we ve got all week-end Lynn whispered back.



Lynn started to hump my softening cock and brought it right back to life. I reached down and held her firm ass cheeks with my hands and slowed Lynn s motion. We ve got all the time in the world sweetheart so lets enjoy a slow screw I said. Lynn wouldn t slow down and before we knew it we were slamming into one another at lightning speed. We both went over the top together again. We just couldn t get enough of each other and stayed together until the wee hours of the morning.



I awoke with a tingling feeling in my cock. I looked down and found Lynn between my legs sucking my cock. When she noticed that my eyes were open she slipped my cock out of her mouth and said Good morning lover. You sure do taste good in the morning. She popped my cock back into her mouth and keep sucking. I lay back and enjoyed the sight I had in the overhead mirror. I clasped her bobbing head with my hands and fucked her mouth. Lynn used her hands to fondle my shaft and balls and massage my whole groin. I felt my balls contract and I shot my load down Lynn sucking mouth. She swallowed every drop and licked my shaft clean. Oh your cum tastes delicious I could drink a gallon of it.



I pulled Lynn up to me so we were lying side by side and we kissed. I ran my hands all over her body as we kissed and Lynn was doing the same to me. The morning light was streaming in through window as we explored each other. I broke the kiss in order to look at this dream come true of a woman. Lynn lay back and smiled as I ran my hands over her body. I love having you here Dave. You do marvelous thing to me and I hope I can return the favor.



I m the one who should be returning the favor you drove me out of my mind last night. It s going to take a month or two to top that.



Lynn pushed me on my back and rolled on top of me. Lets get a shower and some breakfast you can t make love all day without some food. she said as she crawled off the bed.



I followed Lynn into her sunken shower or should I say small swimming pool. The thing was huge. A tub/shower combination that was so big it didn t need doors on it. There were three showerheads on the wall and a tile bench. Talk about extravagance. Lynn got the water running and I used my bare hands to soap her whole body while she was doing the same to me. I used my chest to scrub her chest and we were both laughing like idiots. I ran my hand down her stomach to her bare pussy and made sure she was especially clean. Her breathing was coming in short gasps as I work on her and rinsed us off then guided her over to the bench. I sat her down as I knelt between her splayed legs. Now I get to eat the beautiful pussy of yours. Lynn grabbed my head and pulled me up to her lips for a quick kiss. I hope I taste as good as you do Lynn said as she guided my mouth to her shaved pussy. I dove in with gusto loving the feeling of my lips on her lips . I ran my tongue up and down her slit collecting her nectar all over my face and tongue. I locked my lips around her stiff clit and Lynn groaned her approval. I held her clit gingerly with my teeth and wiped the tip with my tongue. I love it love it don t stop don t stop Lynn whiled as I slipped two fingers in her hole. She pulled my face tight against her pussy as she flooded my mouth with her cum. She tasted delicious.



She held me tight against her pussy until her orgasm subsided then pulled me up and kiss me. She licked my face and French kissed me until I was clean of her cum. I pulled my fingers out of her pussy and tried to lick them but Lynn wanted her share too. We both cleaned my fingers.



I had Lynn lay down on her back on the bench and I crawled on top of her and filled her pussy with my hard cock. That cock of yours just wont stay down Lynn groaned. Not with a fantastic pussy like yours around I hissed. I rested my elbows on the bench so I could watch Lynn s face as we fucked. Her eyes were closed and she threw her head from side to side biting her lower lip. She wrapped her legs around mine and we slammed our bodies together. I was able to grab her head with my hands and kiss her sweet lips. Tell me what it feels like I hissed.



Lynn s eyes flew open as she said My pussy s on fire cram me full of that wonderful cock. I just can t get enough of it. FUCK me harder! HARDER!!!



I slammed deep into her and stopped. I ground my pelvis into her clit and she kept humping as best as she could. Please fuck me. My clits burning. I need your cock. OH Please more cock. she pleaded. She ran her hands down to my butt and gripped them with all her might. I couldn t stay still any longer and I began to stroke her pussy again. We got our rhythm back and slammed our pelvises together again and again. Our dam s burst and we rocketed to the moon together.



When we came back to earth the water was still running. We got up and washed each other again rinsed off and dried each other.



You re as big a sex maniac as I am Lynn teased as we went into the bedroom.



You both better cool it for awhile or you ll fuck each other to death! said the nude curvaceous Oriental doll changing the sheets of our love nest. She stood maybe 5 tall in her bare feet and maybe 95#. Her lovely oval face was framed with long silky raven black hair that fell down her back to the bottom of her cute ass. Her almond eyes were two pools of liquid black with a little nose and large pouty luscious lips. For such a small girl she had remarkably large firm breasts with a tiny waist a jutting ass with long trim legs. Her dark skin showed no tan lines and her pussy was baby smooth.



Hi Tina! When did you get here? Lynn asked as she went over and kissed Tina on the lips.



This morning. And from the way you two were carrying on in the shower I wouldn t of got much sleep if I came in last night Tina said with a big grin.



You could have joined us and had a ball or two. Lynn remarked. Tina this is Dave. Dave this is Tina better know as Rabbet .



Tina came over and gave me a big huge. Her body felt wonderful and she wore a very provocative perfume. Tina stood on her tiptoes and planted a long kiss on my lips. Any lover of Lynn s is a lover of mine. That didn t come out right or did it? Tina giggled. Lynn just broke up laughing.



Come on you two breakfast is ready on the patio Tina announced. She wrapped her arm around my waist and Lynn joined us on my other side and off we went. Lynn dropped her hand down to fondle my butt as we walked out to the patio and Tina followed suit.



The patio was enclosed in glass and had a clear cover. It might be cold outside but inside it was warm. Tina brought out some fruit scrambled eggs toast and juice. Lynn and I wolfed our food down and Tina said Wonder why you two are so hungry this morning? Lynn and I looked at each other and answered in unison Cause we fucked our brains out last night. This put a big smile on Tina s face and a sparkle in her eyes.



The gals cleaned off the table and were laughing and giggling the whole time. I laid down on a chase lounge enjoying the warmth of the sun on my nude body and I must have dozed off until Lynn came back.



Lynn came out dressed in white spandex leggings a large baggy sweater that just covered her ass ankle warmers and tennis shoes. For being dressed she sure did look sexy. She stood right beside the chase lounge and said I have to run into town and take care of some errands. Tina has volunteered to give you a massage to relieve the pain from your work-out .



Which one? I asked as I ran my hand up the inside of her legs and I found that the leggings ended just above the bottom of the sweater leaving herself exposed to my groping hand.



Both of them silly! Lynn leaned down and gave me a kiss running her hand down my stomach and fondled my cock. Both you and Tina are my lovers and I know that you two wouldn t run off on me. So have fun with each other until I get back in a few hours and then we can all have fun together.



Love ya! She gave me a quick kiss and then she was off.



THE ULTIMATE BIRTHDAY PRESENT-Long wild week-end - coming soon

Three playful teenies having fun in pool

The French Visit Ch. 08

The time had come Laura was flying back to England to resume her studies and go back to her normal life. Georges and Vivette had invited her back to the chateau whenever she wished and Paul had promised to visit when he could but she knew that she would have to find other outlets for her newly discovered sexual desires.



She couldn t imagine any of the boys at college being able to drive her to the heights of eroticism she had reached over the last few weeks she couldn t think of any of her friends who might be persuaded to try a little experimentation with her. She sighed deeply: tonight was her last night and she hoped it would be memorable.



Georges and Vivette hoped so too: they would miss her her lush curves and eager appetites her welcoming pussy and soft breasts.



That evening the four of them were seated in the living room a casual discussion of each others first times taking place. Laura s first real sexual experience was known to all of them Paul recounted an inexpert fumble with a neighbours daughter Vivette and Georges had had their first experience at their respective colleges. The discussion then turned to other first times: the first oral sex given or received the first anal experience and the first time with a same sex partner. Listening to everyone s experiences Laura realized that she had perhaps been lucky to have received her education at the hands of experts each lesson sensual and exciting.



Then Vivette described her first time with two men: this had been the occasion that Georges had filmed. Laura had only watched the first part of the film where Vivette had been riding Paul s cock and her husband s fingers had been probing her tight ass. Had Laura watched on she would have seen Georges slide his cock deep into Vivette s bowels thrusting in time with Paul. As Vivette had described the sensations that had overwhelmed her that evening Laura grew more aroused. This would be a fitting end to her stay she thought and from the desire growing in her eyes the others knew that she wanted to be taken in the same way.



Georges had set up the camera it was stationary and might not catch much of the action but he wanted to capture this girls first time in the way he did his wife s.



Laura lay with Paul on the grand four-poster: he was leaning over her kissing and licking at her nipples until they stood erect. Vivette was stroking her back running her hands around Laura s chest to cup her full breasts holding them forward for Paul to caress. Laura s hands edged down Paul s body boldly reaching for his cock slowly moving her hand over the warm shaft feeling the strength and heat of it. It swelled in her fist and she grew excited thinking of it thrusting into her.



She was already wet the talk of the evening driving her imagination and she pushed Paul over onto his back mounting him. His cock slid easily into her her pussy lips stretching around its fullness. She was kneeling astride him and Vivette began to rub Laura s exposed clit: Paul moaned as he felt Laura s pussy clench around his cock in anticipation. He held her by her hips helping her slide on his cock. Then he took hold of her shoulders pulling her forward onto his chest. Vivette reached around and grasped Laura s buttocks spreading her cheeks exposing the dark cleft to Georges and his camera. She rubbed one fingertip over the girl s amber rosebud inviting Georges to take his fill of her.



Paul pulled out from her leaving Laura feeling empty her pussy juices cooling on her inner thighs. Georges moved onto the bed with them sliding against her back his cock pushing urgently against her buttocks. Laura didn t know where to turn and found herself passionately kissing Paul their tongues working each other s mouth. Then hands and mouths began to work over her body caressing and stroking the tender flesh of her breasts and her belly sometimes nibbling sometimes probing. She began to feel fingers sliding in and out of her cunt probing deep inside the velvet-lined hole twisting and turning. Every few strokes another finger was added until she felt full and stretched to accommodate them all.



She was pushed to lie on one side one leg raised high in the air and she felt Georges move tighter into her. Paul s fingers were buried deep in her pussy and she felt the swollen shaft of Georges cock pressing against the cheeks of her bottom large and hot as he lowered himself into position. Georges reached down to spread her ass cheeks apart and she felt the pressure of his finger as he sank it into her stretching her tight anus burying it into her to the first knuckle. He pulled her back against him so that she was partially laying on him and he began to finger fuck her anus deeper and faster. Moans of lust escaped Laura s lips the sensation of having both her love holes probed and fingered was overwhelming the sweet burning pain encompassing her.



With one firm push Paul settled his hand as deep as he could into Laura s cunt: he d bunched all five fingers and half of his palm was sliding into her tight pussy. He began to thrust gently in unison with Georges s finger fucking her anus. Georges added another finger overlapping them to stretch her wider.



Vivette watched almost jealously: she knew how good this had felt for her. She was kneeling close to Laura s face and began to whisper to the girl about how good this was going to feel for her how Georges was going to fuck her ass open with his fat cock and use and abuse her hole until he had filled it with his come. Laura whimpered in excitement: Vivette s crude commentary was adding to her pleasure.



Georges slid his fingers from her and she felt the head of his cock nudging against her muscular ring which was now beginning to relax and dilate. His cock slowly slid inside. It was much larger than his fingers and Laura couldn t help moaning. Paul moved his fingers to begin frigging Laura s clit flicking and pulling stimulating her to help her take the full length of Georges s cock.



They shifted position slightly Laura now almost lying full length on Georges s body. He couldn t move much but he thrust his pelvis and his cock stabbed in and out of her bowels the sensation of fullness rippling through her body. Paul pushed her legs to either side spreading her thighs so he could see the wetness and stickiness of her pussy. He leant forward to lick her clit taking it into his mouth sucking avidly on the erect bud. The sensation of being assfucked and sucked at the same time was too much for her and her first orgasm came out of nowhere. Georges s hands were playing on her breasts from behind pulling on her nipples and she could hear Vivette continuing to whisper urging the two men on to fuck the girl hard and fast. The older woman was kneeling so close that Laura could smell the scent of her arousal musky heat rising from Vivette s shaved pussy.



As the aftermath of Laura s orgasm rippled through her she realized that her pussy now felt empty after Paul s fingers had left her. She was so wet and Paul moved quickly to plug her cunt with his cock plunging into her. For a brief moment Laura wondered if she could take this feeling so full and stretched but soon both men were buried in her to the hilt. They started to move rhythmically in perfect timing both her holes mercilessly full of hard pulsating cock. Her body rocked feverishly in rhythm between them her pussy coating Paul s cock in a thick layer of honeyed juices. She was almost delirious with pleasure the slowly shafting cocks pumping deep into her sodden love holes her pussy aching and throbbing.



Vivette loved the sight of this the girl s body writhing between the two men and she began to masturbate her fingertips expertly flicking and rubbing at her clit. She knelt up as close as she could to Laura and then pulled the girl s face onto her pussy spreading her own pussy lips with one hand her clit standing erect for the girl to suck. Laura s head and neck was twisted a little awkwardly but she enthusiastically began to lick her tongue seeking out Vivette s juices. She was buffeted by the thrusts of the men fucking her and her face was forced on to Vivette s wetness her tongue delving deeper inside.



The assault on Laura s pussy and ass continued both men pounding into her. She was gasping for air grunting as each thrust seemed harder than the last. She wanted them to orgasm inside her to fill her with their come. She felt another orgasm begin to peak her body shaking violently as wave after wave crashed over her her mind buzzing and blackness threatening to overtake her as the intensity was unending: a steady stream of cunt juices was flowing freely over the men s rock hard cocks and down between her legs.



Vivette continued to rub her pussy against Laura s face the woman s hands wrapped tightly in the girl s hair as she rode Laura s mouth. Vivette began to come gasps of excitement emitting from her lips as she quivered feeling her clit vibrate under the girl s rapidly flicking tongue.



This seemed to trigger something in the others and Laura felt Georges begin to thrust ever faster his fingers gripping cruelly on her breasts as he fucked her deeper and deeper. Paul followed suit ramming into her and almost simultaneously they exploded inside her hot jets of come shooting against her raw burning holes soothing and cooling the abused flesh with every stroke.



The men pulled out wads of their seed spilling out from her. Laura lay back on the bed exhausted and for a moment they rested all of them panting with the violence of the session. But Vivette s hands couldn t resist Laura s trembling body and soon her fingers began to move lazily tormenting the girl again her fingers circling her clit easing into her pussy pushing the wads of come up inside her. The men watched too tired to join in but enjoying the display.



Laura couldn t believe herself: she was still aroused despite her orgasms and her clit began to throb under Vivette s skilful fingers. Vivette shifted position and began to finger fuck Laura in earnest plunging her fingers deep inside the girl s needy hole. Laura began to grind her well-fucked pussy against the older woman s hands spreading her legs to allow her better access.



Paul joined in: he pushed a finger into her alongside Vivette s probing the girls pussy feeling the muscular walls of her love tunnel that were still moist with his come. Laura began to tremble again leaning up against Georges s chest. She felt Georges hands begin to caress her stroking her shoulders and breasts kissing her neck. Meanwhile there were four hands now working again on her probing the folds of her pussy lips frigging her clit dipping inside her stretched and abused ass ring. Georges wrapped his hands around her and reached down to spread her pussy lips fully. He was almost lifting her up and down on their probing fingers and she came again less violently but waves of sensation eddying through her body.



She lay still trembling in the circle of Georges s arms. Vivette and Paul lay close together Vivette s hands trailing over his broad chest. She could smell the younger girl s love juices on her fingers and traced the outline of Paul s lips with her fingertips: he opened his mouth to clean them for her. Vivette was still horny: she had had one orgasm from Laura s tongue but needed more. Both of the men were exhausted and she decided to play by herself putting on a show for them.



She reached over and took a dildo from the bedside table. Her pussy was slick and oily with her juices and lying back she spread her legs widely rubbing the firm head of the dildo over her pussy lips and clitoris dipping it down into her tight hole. But she wanted more than this-she had been so excited to see Laura s tight amber ring stretched by Georges s cock that she wanted this for herself. She got onto her hands and knees buttocks spread wide so that they could see the muscular ring of her ass and reaching awkwardly behind herself she began to finger herself.



She felt the tight muscles give way under her probing finger tip and heard an intake of breath from Laura as the young girl realized that Vivette was finger fucking her own ass. Vivette pushed further and could feel the heat of her rectum massaging the sensitive muscular walls. Then she slid out and placed the head of the dildo against her hole. Slowly she pushed and it entered her filling and stretching her. Breathing deeply she pushed harder and it slipped further inside. She began to pull it out almost the whole way so that her ring was distended by the lifelike bulbous tip then shoved it back in. It felt good but her clit needed some attention. Paul took pity on her and took over manipulating the dildo for her. Still on her hands and knees she began to finger her clit. Rubbing and pulling almost viciously at the nub of sensitive tissue she had brace herself against the thrusts of the dildo in her arse Paul was ramming it into her vigorously each thrust stretching her wider and he twisted the dildo inside tormenting her ass.



Georges passed another dildo over to Paul wider and longer than the one he was using and he eased this one into Vivette s pussy. She was taken by surprise but pushed back against the increasing pressure in her pelvis. Filled by both dildos now and still playing with her clit she was in ecstasy. Paul was thrusting them in alternately both hands working rapidly the sound of her breathing hoarse and ragged as she reached orgasm quickly.



She came hard her body trembling and collapsed face down on the bed to rest. Paul slipped the dildos from her. He spread her ass cheeks and looked at her hole it was reddened and swollen but still slightly dilated and intensely inviting. By now he had a raging erection again and he had to bury his cock somewhere. He rammed it into Vivette s anus in one smooth motion it slid in easily there was little resistance and he ploughed deeply into her.



Vivette started to whimper and moan even after what had just been done to her she still preferred the feel of hot meat inside her and raised her buttocks slightly so that Paul could thrust into her. His cock was deeply implanted inside her and then she felt his body stiffen against her. He groaned as his balls began to flood her ass with his juice pumping his come deep into her bowels.



He pulled out from her a flood of hot juice following dripping over her buttocks. Satiated now Vivette rolled over and moved up the bed. Georges still lay with his arms around Laura and Vivette leaned over to kiss the girl then her husband.



It was time for bed. They had an early start in the morning to catch Laura s flight.



The next day they arrived at the airport promptly. Laura was tearful not wanting to go but knowing that she had to. She was still sore from the night before but welcomed the pain as a delicious memory of the excitement she had felt. She knew that she would see them all again but for now she had to return to college.



They kissed her goodbye long lingering kisses that drew a few shocked glances from passers by then waved her to her departure gate.



Promising to keep in touch she left France: she would be back again some day she knew that for certain.

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After The Game

We were often accused of being twins. Now at 20 we looked each other dead in the eye at 6 foot. I have short straight sandy blonde hair and she has waist length straight sandy blonde hair. In fact the most noticeable difference is our eye color mine being brown and hers blue. Tammy is the daughter of my father s cousin and we bear the same last name a fact that made the assumption of being siblings common. We only ever saw each other once a year for reunions until we both got our drivers license a few years back. Tammy and I spent a lot of time together until graduation changed our schedules. Tammy is on a full-ride basketball scholarship for the state university and I am working 9 to 5 at a local factory.



Tammy played every sport she could in school until as she put it my tits kept getting in the way of running and settled on basketball. I haven t missed a home game since she made the starting squad this season. I love to watch the women play since they had a tendency to get a little more physical than the men do and I always get a bit of a chuckle and thrill watching Tammy run the floor. She has 38D tits a moderate waist and 36 inch flaring hips. Her very long muscular legs go all the way up