Greg had a nice cock. It was a good eight inches and thick enough to take up all the space in her mouth.

“Show me your tits,” said Greg. “You have beautiful tits.”

She lifted the bra and her breasts spilled out. They were big and erect with swollen pink nipples.

Sasha let his cock pop out of her mouth and started swirling it around one of her nipples.

“Hello, nice to meet you,” said Greg as if the cock head was talking to the tit, which made Sasha giggle with delight.

Greg was charming like that. He could bring a smile to her face even in the heat of passion.

She shoved his cock back into her wet mouth and played with her sensitive nipples. She sucked him hard and stroked the lower part of his shaft, causing it to stiffen to the point where it hurt.

“Ohhh,” groaned Greg.

His head fell back. His eyes were shut. He was concentrating on the feel of her mouth, hand, and her long blonde hair brushing lightly on his pelvis.

She knelt between his legs and took her bra and shirt off. Damn she looked good in that position. Her eyelids were heavy. Her hair was streaked with dark highlights. She arched her back and it made her tits seem more enormous.

She placed his cock between her breasts. She cupped them, squeezed them close together creating a warm, cushiony feel. She raised them and lowered them as she sucked at the air and gazed into Greg’s handsome face.

She sucked his cock some more until she was overwhelmed with the need to get fucked. He was sitting on the couch so she stood and mounted him in the reverse cowgirl position.

She felt his cock poking around on the swollen, puffy, outer pussy lips trying to find the pussy. His cock had touched it several times, but the hole was so tight that he couldn’t feel the difference.

She grabbed it and stuffed it inside herself. Her pussy was extremely wet and snug.

She started bouncing on him, taking the full length of shaft deep in her pussy. Greg could feel hot pussy juice dripping down his cock and settling on his balls.

Sasha spread her pink outer lips wider and started to grind in small circles as she pleased her horny clit with her fingers.

She dismounted him and sat beside him. His cock was swaying back and forth. It was soaked with pussy juice and shiny.

Sasha closed her mouth around the swollen head and stroked the shaft upward, feeding more of him in her mouth. She slurped every drop of her own fluids off of him and then started sliding her tongue up and down the shaft until there was nothing but the taste and smell of saliva left.

“Suck all of me. I want to fuck your pussy, your mouth, your ass, your tits—”

“Everything,” added Sasha.

“Everything,” repeated Greg, and he made her lay in front of him with her ass touching his crotch. It put her in the perfect position for what he wanted to do next.

First he slid back in her pussy and fucked a while longer. Pussy juice was a lot slicker than spit and he needed maximum lubrication for his next destination.

Once his cock was wet enough, he licked his finger and circled her asshole with it.

“Ohh,” squealed Sasha.

She instinctively arched her back and poked her ass farther out, allowing Greg better access. He eased it in and out, going deeper each time until half his finger was inserted in her anal ridges.

His finger came out and his dick went in. It was twice as hot and snug as her pussy was and that’s saying a lot for a woman with pussy as constricted as Sasha’s.

He burrowed the cock head in until he felt the sphincter snap shut around it. He pushed a little deeper, then pulled back and repeated it until the muscles in her anus had relaxed enough to accepted his girth whole.

“Fuck my ass,” moaned Sasha, and Greg obliged with a slow grove that left Sasha tingling from her head to her feet. “Now fuck my pussy,” she said. He pulled out and eased back into her greasy snatch.

The sounds they were making, the way they were touching, teasing, and groping each other. It was bringing them both really close to climaxing.

His grip tightened on Sasha’s tits and he thrust into her cunt. It was harder and faster this time. He pulled out and stuffed it back in her ass and pounded her more. It was as if she was his fuck toy.

“Come on and taste it,” said Greg as he pulled his shaft from her asshole and let it bob and wave in her face.

Skepticism appeared in Sasha’s face. His cock had just been in her ass and now her Russian lover was asking her to start sucking it again. The possibilities flipped through her head. It seemed disgusting but she wanted to try it to see what it was like.

She sat up, grabbed a handful of his jumping penis, and took him deep in her mouth. Funny thing is, it didn’t taste bad or good, just different, and there was something extremely erotic about it. She was doing something that was very nasty and degrading, and she was so turned on by it. She kept sucking his cock but this time she went deeper and made exaggerated slurping sounds as she polished his ass-sodden prick back to cleanliness.

“Come on and fuck my ass.”

Greg slipped back inside. “Oh, it’s so tight; look at that.”

He humped her slowly this time, pulling out completely and shoving his member deep inside. He was captivated by the amazing squeeze of this girl’s rear end. Plus the sight of it was making his cock boil up with the need to cum. It looked tight, but it was red from all the fucking and he could get a glimpse of her bald pussy lips from the angle that he was fucking her.

He started pounding her harder and grit his teeth because of the anticipation of a fast-approaching, intense orgasm. He pulled his cock out just before he came and made her mount him. With his dick stuffed right back in her little butt hole, he grabbed her by the waste and bounced her on his swollen cock and then he pulled it out and slipped it into her pussy.

Her tits were bouncing in his face. There was so much heat coming off her body.

She was crying out loud fits of ecstasy, mainly because of the place he stuck his fingers and the way he sucked his fingers after he put them there.

Oh, he’s so nasty!

His cock kept popping out. He reached around and grabbed it and put it in a hole.

“Where is my dick? I cannot see it. Is it in your pussy or in your ass?” Greg asked.

“In my ass,” she moaned.

“Do you like it in your ass?”

There was a slight pause and then she hissed, “Yes.”

He held her closer with her warm tits pressed against his chest. He drove his prick deep inside her repeatedly until he was ready to cum.

He motioned her off of him and said, “Now I want it in your mouth.”

She dropped to her knees and sucked with gusto while she hungrily fed more cock into her mouth with her hand. He let out a loud moan as Sasha licked his balls and returned to slobbering all over his prick.

He threw her on the floor. He put his cock between her tits and started fucking them too.

It was shocking, but his violent lust was a big turn on. It turned her on so much that she took hold of his cock with a death grip and started jerking him off with her tongue sticking out and his dick just inches from it.

Greg’s legs went stiff and his head rolled back. He was yelling in his deeply accented voice as his cock erupted, sending hot cum spilling into Sasha’s mouth.

She slurped it up and sucked him a little while longer trying to drain him of every drop of cum he had.

She looked up at him with her seductive blue eyes. “Is good?” she asked, trying to imitate his sexy accent.

“Is very good,” replied Greg. 

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Crystal was a high-priced prostitute, but Dave had acquired a gift during his last ten years in the military. He left the physically demanding role of infantryman to become a recruiter. He had the gift of gab. He could talk anyone into doing anything he wanted.

Crystal wanted $1,000 for the night. Dave charmed her for two hours while intoxicating her with glasses of expensive Courvoisier Cognac until she was tipsy and horny like a Spring break tramp, so horny that she was willing to settle for $50.

They arrived at his condo about twenty minutes later. Crystal was sucking his dick the whole ride home. They went to the bedroom as soon as they got in the house.

She pushed him on the bed and started ripping his clothes off. She rode him like a bronco while clawing at his chest with her long, painted nails.

Dave's cock was hard as a brick, but then, without warming, it started to go limp while Crystal was riding him. No, not again, thought Dave. His cock popped right out. She put it back in and it popped out again as soon as she started moving.

She managed to get him hard again after sucking his cock. She lay on her back and Dave rammed her shaven cunt with aggression. He was so hard his cock was throbbing inside of her. Crystal screamed as she wrapped her legs around this older gentleman, surprised at the amount of energy he had.

The bed was rocking and banging against the wall. Her twat was oozing pussy juice all over Dave's hard cock. She felt his balls smacking hard against her ass. She had a powerful orgasm as Dave's muscular frame continued to pound on her tender pussy hole.

She felt his cock start to go limp again inside of her. She smiled and asked, "Did ya cum, sweetie?"

"No," said Dave, disappointment obvious in his voice.

She rolled them over so she could be on top. She kissed his belly, bit his thigh, and started sucking on Dave's limp cock. "Come on, baby. Give me that cum. I want that fucking cum," she said.

She even licked his balls but old Dave's cock didn't seem to be responding. "Oh, please, baby. Give it to; I need it. You know I need it. " He was limp so she was able to swallow the whole cock and both balls in one gulp. A minute went by, then another minute and another minute-still the same floppy cock.

Dave pushed her head away and started to get dressed. Crystal could see that his pride was hurt. She tried to make him feel better. She said, "It's okay, sweetie. It's bound to happen to all men once in a while."

"That's the problem. It doesn't happen once in a while. It happens every time."

She gasped, said, "Get out of here. You mean you've never been able to cum?"

"Just get dressed."

Dave dug a 50-dollar bill out of his wallet and tossed it on the bed. Crystal stuffed it into her bra when she was fully dressed. Dave led her to the door and opened it for her. She said, "Maybe next time, huh?"

"There won't be a next time," said Dave as he shut the door in her face and locked it.

Straight to the liquor cabinet is where he went next. He poured himself a double shot of Vodka, downed half of it in one gulp and staggered back to the bed. He watched the ceiling become fuzzy as the alcohol took effect. He yawned and reached into his pants.

Visions of his army days started replaying in his mind. His fondest memories were of Germany. That was a man-in-uniform's dream cum true. German women were eazy when it came to US soldiers. Their husbands didn't get jealous either. Once, a man in a pub had paid him $20 to have sex with his wife while he watched because he was too drunk to fuck her himself. Germany was a splendid place, in deed.

Dave massaged his hard cock. The thought of fucking that man's tanned wife had brought the life back into it. He thought of how shocked he was when the man had made the offer. They usually only made these kinds of offers to black men.

He stroked his cock vigorously as he replayed the events in his mind's eye. He thought of the look on the woman's face when her husband walked through the door with him and said, "I'm too drunk tonight. He is fucking you; I will watch." Her face was blank and she nodded her head as if this was something they did all time.

He started humping his hand as he thought of the way she laid back and lifted her panties up and off her body, revealing a hairy, wet pussy. They didn't shave back then like they do now. All women had hairy muffs back then. He felt an orgasm brewing inside as he thought of the way he fucked her horny cunt with gusto as her husband ran around the house naked cheering him on.

A load of hot spunk shot into the air. Most of it landed on his stomach and hands. He reached for the box of tissue that he kept next to his bed for this purpose and wiped it away.

Why? Dave thought as he finished the remainder of his drink. Why can't I have ever have an orgasm unless I'm masturbating? I've been like this since I started watching porn two years ago after I retired.

As he drifted off into a drunken sleep, the answer suddenly surfaced in his head. Watching so much pornography had made him an incurable voyeur. He was so in love with watching other people fuck that he couldn't have an orgasm any other way.

Dave was a happy man as he drifted off to sleep. He'd finally figured out a way to get his kicks and he was going to get started on it first thing tomorrow morning.

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Dave woke up and headed straight for his computer. He set up an account at a dating web site. His profile read like this:

I am looking for married men who want to experience the joy of watching their wives having sex on film. This is not a joke. Serious replies only.

He didn't get that many responses. Most of the people who did respond were assholes who just wanted to know if he was really serious even though he already said he was in the ad.

The other responses were just people who wanted to know why anyone would need him to do that. They could go out and find somebody to fuck their wives easily.

It was true. They didn't need him, but he quickly thought of a way to make them need him. He re-wrote the ad. It read:

Husbands, if watching your wife's pussy getting reamed by another man turns you on, how about watching her get fucked by a male porn star?! I have the connections. All you have to do to make it happen is ask.

It was a joke. He wasn't expecting people to take him seriously, but he had more than a dozen replies within the first two hours. He went to sleep and woke up the next day with more than fifty.

He started to end the joke right there, but he was curious as to how many people would reply, so he left it up. He put the account on hold after a week because he was getting too many responses to keep up with. He had reached triple digits.

That's when another idea came to him. Instead of buying porn, why not start selling it?

It took weeks, but he made the connections that he needed to start making amateur movies. The porn stars were real, but he could only afford the unknowns because the big names came with big price tags.

He gave about a dozen of the people who replied a telephone interview. He mainly wanted people who were swingers or at least open-minded about sex. He didn't want a jealous husband ruining the project. After all, he had to pay the porn star regardless of what happened and Dave hated wasting his money.

He finally decided on pretty, but odd looking couple. Their names were Candy and Jerrock.

Candy was a blonde wearing a velvety shirt and black pants with pumps on her feet. She seemed like an undercover slut from the moment he met her-the kind who seems like a respectable woman at first, but turns into a dirty freak when no one's around.

Jerrock, on the other hand, seemed like the biggest geek you could ever meet. He looked Asian but he might've had some Caucasian blood mix in. He was wearing a blue, button down shirt and tan pants. He seemed like the quiet, geeky type who was really good in school and never did anything wrong.

How these two got together was beyond Dave's belief. She was a stunning woman and he was just your everyday nerd. Dave started wondering if he let her have sex with other men because he couldn't satisfy her himself.

They went to a hotel in California with a cameraman that Dave had found in the classifieds. He sat on a brown wrap-around couch and talked to Candy and Jerrock while the cameraman got his camera and lights set up.

He put one light in front, one to the side, and one on the other side, but slightly to the rear. That was to get rid of any shadows during filming. He gave them the thumbs-up signal and Dave began to speak.

"So you guys have been married about two years now?"

"Yes, about two years," replied Candy.

"Do you swing at all?"

They didn't but Jerrock's eyes lit up when he mentioned it.

"You want her to?" said Dave.

Jerrock started nodding quickly and his smile broadened. He was really shy. Again, Dave wondered how in the world he got with Candy.

To Candy, he said, "Has it been more your fantasy or Jerrock's fantasy that you screw a porn star?"

"Both of ours," said Candy. "He likes to watch."

"Yeah, I like to watch," said the dweeb with his Asian accent. It sounded Chinese.

"Now I gotta ask you the question. You said you wanted him to fuck you in the ass too. Does Jerrock fuck you in the ass a lot?"

They nodded yes. Anal sex captivated Dave because he didn't know very many people who did it.

"The porn star I got for you is named John Strong. He's been in a lot of porn. He's a real gentleman. I think you're gonna like him."

"I'm real excited."

Dave said, "Good. Why don't you stand up so we can get a good look at this body one last time before John…holy mackerel."

Candy had stood up with him. Her clothes fit loosely, but he could see a plump chest behind that shirt and her ass was looking good too. Dave's cock started getting hard.

"If you were taking your clothes off, how would you take the top off?"

Candy grinned, grabbed her shirt by the bottom and lifted it over her head. Two ripe tits jumped out in his face, which surprised him because her tits were so firm in the shirt that he thought for sure she must've had a bra on.

"Whoa!" Dave barked excitedly, and his boner stiffened a little more.

He complimented the tattoo on her left tit and her beautiful skin tone. He took the shirt and asked if she wasn't wearing underwear either.

"I am," she said.

"Well, when you take those off, I get them."

She chuckled and turned around so they'd get a shot of her unzipping her pants. She was wearing a black thong that fit nicely up the crack of her juicy ass.

Dave felt that too, and said, "We'll get you ready for John so when he comes in here you guys can get a bond going right away."

She dropped her pants and sat down. She tried to get them off her ankles, but they got tied up somehow, so Jerrock helped out. He couldn't get them off either. Everybody was all nerves.

"I think you're husband's excited too. He's fumbling around down there too," Dave said.

They got them off and Dave picked them up and tossed them aside. Candy was gorgeous right down to her toes. He started giving her a foot massage and asked Jerrock one more time if he was okay with it.

"Oh yeah," said Jerrock sounding more eager than anyone else.

"Well I guess I better get John Strong in here. JOHN."

A white man with huge biceps walked out of the back room. He was wearing a tight shirt and blue jeans. His hair looked like he got a horrible haircut from a military barber. He shook hands with everyone as Dave introduced him.

There was nothing cute about this man, but with his unbelievable body, good eye contact, and charming personality, Candy found him extremely sexy and couldn't wait to see what was causing that bulge in his jeans.

"She's ready."

"I see. You already got her unwrapped."

Dave picked up Candy's clothes and got out of the way. He told Jerrock to move too so they could have some room on the couch to have fun with. Everybody seemed to calm down now that the talking was out of the way.

Dave and Jerrock got comfortable on the far end of the couch. They had big smiles and stared with wide eyes like they were about to watch a sporting event on TV. All they needed was some beer and sandwiches to make it complete.

John sat beside candy and started touching her tits as he talked with her about nothing in particular. Candy turned to her husband and asked if it was making his dick hard.

He said, "Yeah, it's making me horny."

"You wanna get horny?" asked Dave. "Smell that." He put Candy's panties in his face. Everybody started laughing.

That was Dave's gift. He could make anyone feel at ease around him.

John knelt before Candy and opened her legs. He slipped his tongue between her pussy lips and started licking it up and down. Then he licked her clit and started flicking his tongue on it.

Candy took a deep breath. She fell backwards as a rush of tingles filled her horny cunt. She was already wet, but John had her pussy gushing in seconds. Candy's moaning was the only sound in the room because Dave and Jerrock were staring in silence.

Her pussy tasted good. She was a creamer too.

John looked down as he was licking her pussy. It was shiny and there were collections of pussy juice surrounding the hole. He kept lapping at her clit, and every now and again he would slurp up some of the juice, swallow it, and suck on her clit again.

Candy closed her eyes and pushed her pelvis forward so she could lean farther back. She grabbed her tits, squeezed them, and rubbed her nipples, which made her hornier. She started moaning a little louder.

She felt his tongue slip deep inside her pussy and she let out a gasp. "He eats my pussy so good," she moaned.

"I can't wait to fuck you hard tonight," said Jerrock.

He was touching her legs and he couldn't seem to sit still in his seat. His legs were moving constantly like he had to use the bathroom, but everyone knew it had nothing to do with his bladder. His dick was hard, it was getting uncomfortable, and he needed to rub it, but there were too many people around.

Dave was standing on the other side of the couch looking down on them. Even from that angle he could how wet she was.

"Do you always get that wet?"

She looked up and nodded. She was too weak to talk. Her pussy felt like it was on fire.

Her face twisted into a passionate grimace. John was fucking her with his finger as he licked her twat. Her legs started wiggling. The boys knew she was close to cumming in his mouth.

Dave pinched her nipples. They were hard, erect, and ultra sensitive. Her legs shook as her cream spilled into his mouth. Candy wasn't a screamer so she didn't cry out, but the joy was very apparent in her face.

When her orgasm subsided, she asked Jerrock if he wanted to see her suck his dick. It was a rhetorical question, of course, so they were in the act of trading places before Jerrock could finish his sentence.

John's body was a lot more impressive without clothes. It seemed like even his muscles had muscles too. He was ripped and he had a big cock too.

Candy took his swollen member in her mouth and slowly bobbed her head up and down on it. She stared her husband in the eye the whole time, which made him insane with lust. His cock was really throbbing now.

Her necklace waved back and forth as she licked his shaft and swirled her tongue around his cock head. Then she sucked him deep inside her mouth, let it touch the back, and rose off it.

She went down again. This time she stopped when his dick touched the back. She contracted her throat on the cock head and let saliva drip from her mouth and slide down his prick.

"Do you like the way she sucks your dick?" asked Jerrock.

"Yeah, she's really good at it," John said between grunts.

She fastened her lips securely on the cock head and sucked hard on it while she twisted and shook her head like a rabid dog. She was licking his shaft while she did this, giving him a tingle that was more intense than any porn star had given him.

She looked at her husband again and let his cock fall out of her mouth so she could swirl her tongue around the head, lick the shaft, and swallow it down again.

It felt more like teasing to John, who was currently trying to think about everything other than what he was doing because Candy was making it difficult to keep from popping his load. The fact that her husband was sitting right there and enjoying it was making it harder.

"You like sucking dick, honey?" asked Jerrock.

She smiled and let his cock pop out of her mouth. She nodded, said, "I like sucking your dick too."

Dave smiled and said, "I got a feeling you're gonna get a blowjob on the way home."

Jerrock smiled, but it only lasted a moment because he looked at Candy just in time to see John's cock disappear down her throat while she was staring at Jerrock with a look of seduction in her eyes.

Jerrock's cock jumped and twitched like crazy. He wanted to join in so bad but he didn't want to ruin his wife's fun. Likewise, Dave was having a hard time controlling the impulse to whip out his own cock and stroke a load of cum all over her face.

"Ohh! She's got a good mouth," moaned John. "I can see why you married her."

She grabbed his balls and started stroking it upward while her head was going downward. It was like she was feeding more of it into her mouth because she sucked him deeper with every pass.

The blowjob was a little too good. John had a feeling that if she kept going the way she was, she would have a mouthful of his genetic code very soon. Besides that, she kept looking at him with those baby-blue eyes and talking dirty to him.

Dave had sat behind them so he could watch her ass and puffy cunt lips while she sucked him. He could imagine what it must look like on Dave's end with that hairy muff between those ass cheeks. The thought of that was bringing him close to orgasm too.

He lifted her head off his shaft. "I want to fuck you," he said.

When Candy turned around to get fucked from behind, Dave was sitting behind her with his dick out. He'd pulled it out to masturbate, but Candy was in a bending position with her head close to his cock.

"Want me to suck it?" she asked.

"Is it alright with you?" he asked Jerrock.

"Yeah."

"Are you sure? We don't want you getting-"

"It's okay. My dick is getting really hard," interrupted Jerrock.

Candy knew her husband well so she didn't wait for his approval. She already knew he would like it.

She wrapped her lips around Dave's cock, which was nice and thick, a surprise considering how old he was. She got it wet with her tongue and lips first, and then started sucking it as she felt John's dick sliding in her other end.

Wet pussy juice spilled all over his cock head. A rush of tingles ripped through his penis. He eased more of it inside her, slowly and gently, giving her time to adjust to his girth.

"Whoa, she's got a tight pussy," John said.

Jerrock watched as John rammed his wife's horny cunt from behind as she slobbered Dave's cock all over.

He walked around to the back of the couch so he could stand over them. He wanted a closer view, plus his cock didn't feel as uncomfortable standing up.

Dave was in la-la land. His eyes rolled into his head and he was taking deep breaths with his hands clenched tightly at his side. Now he understood what John was talking about. Candy had a great mouth.

John thrust into her so hard that they could hear the collision of his pelvis hitting her ass. Her husband egged him on, talking about how much they were turning him on and how hard he was gonna fuck her later on.

He pulled his cock out and Dave got out of the way. He sat in the middle of the couch. He held his cock pointing straight up.

It was drenched in pussy juice. Some had collected on his shaft. The rest was soaked all over his balls. Candy sat on his cock. This time it slid right in with no resistance.

"Ohhhhhh!" Candy moaned.

She started bouncing on his cock, stopping to grind her horny cunt every now and then. Her perky tits bounced and swayed in the air.

They fucked like this for only a few minutes because Jerrock and Dave wanted to see her get fucked in the ass. That's what they'd been wanting from the beginning.

She stood and bent over with her ass up, back arched, and head down. John eased up behind her with his eyes locked on that beautiful ass.

He put the cock head on her asshole and gave it a gentle push. It was seriously tight, but his cock was covered in pussy juice, which gave it some lubrication.

He pulled back and pushed again. It slipped inside far enough for the sphincter to snap shut around his cock head.

"Ooh," moaned Candy.

A couple more tried and he was deep inside and thrusting mightily into her asshole. It was tighter than her pussy, so tight it gave John a sensation that was unreal.

She started throwing her ass back at him so hard that he lost balance a couple times, stepped backward and somehow ended up sitting on the couch behind them with Candy sitting on his cock.

She didn't miss a step. She just started bouncing up and down on his eager prick.

John held her by the hips. He started ramming her hard and fast.

"Oh, yesss!" screamed Candy.

"Fuck, yeah. Oh, yeah, come on, baby."

They were both humping at each other with everything they had. John lifted her off his dick, stood up, forced her to her knees, and started stroking his cock.

Turned on by his show of strength, Candy eagerly licked the head of his ass-sodden cock and said, "Yeah. Give it to me!"

Cum spilled from John's dick. Candy hungrily lapped at it and turned her head every which way to get all over face as it shot out. Her lips were flooded in semen, so much that it started dripping down her face all over the floor and her tits.

When he was done, she stroked it and kissed it while she smiled and looked into the camera, which everyone had forgotten about until now.

"It took a while to get you guys in here, but it was definitely worth it."

Candy kissed and licked his cock while she savored the taste of his sweet cum in her mouth. She held onto it tightly, wishing somebody would invent a way to make a detachable dick.

If only I could take it home and keep it, she thought.

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She and her husband were from New York, so Dave, his cameraman, and porn star, Don Hollywood, flew out there from California to meet with them. They seemed to have a happy marriage and were very comfortable with their choice to do this.

It was amazing, though, that they looked so much alike. They could easily have been mistaken for brother and sister.

The shoot was filmed in their house. They wouldn’t have it any other way. The cameraman got set up and pointed to Dave, which meant the camera was rolling.

“This is Tabitha and Philip and they’re from New York, as you might guess.”

He turned towards them and continued, “So, you told me you’ve been thinking about what the swingers’ life might be like. You’ve seen the Screw My Spouse ads and you think this may be a way to get your big toe wet a little?”

Philip said, “Yeah, we’ve been discussing her getting to fuck a porn star.”

Like his wife, he was tall and slender with long hair and a cute smile. His hair was brown, his wife’s hair, red.

“How long have you been married?” Dave asked.

“Four years.”

Dave smiled, said, “Look at the grins on your faces.” Philip and Tabitha had been smiling at him the whole time they spoke. It was like they were two children waiting eagerly to get on a new ride at the playground.

“Well, we’re going to bring in somebody experienced for you then. We’re going to bring in Don Hollywood.”

“Wow.”

“If you want to get fucked really good, he’s the guy who will do it. He’ll show you all the positions and you can learn. So while you’re being a slut wife, you can learn how to possibly be a porn star for later down the road if you decide to pursue that stage.”

“What do you think, honey?” asked Tabitha.

“I like it,” he replied.

“Let’s give it a try.”

“First, let’s show the camera what you look like,” said Dave as he was helping her to her feet.

Tabitha stood with a huge smile on her face, but her heart was racing. She was really nervous. She looked good for a woman her age, but she couldn’t help but feel insecure about whether or not she’d be able to perform the way real porn stars did.

Once Tabitha was standing, Dave said, “Ooh, look at this butt on her.”

She was wearing a blue top with a black leather skirt. It hugged her curves and made her look really sexy.

Dave grasped the skirt and said, “We’re gonna just take this up a bit.”

He raised the skirt. Two fleshy mounds of ass appeared from behind it like a curtain being raised on a stage. Her ass cheeks were parted by a black thong.

“Whoa, look at this. Don Hollywood’s a lucky guy.”

Dave started groping her ass the way he did with the other wives. She didn’t seem to mind too much, as none of the others minded either.

“Let’s see those breasts. Take it all off,” he said politely.

Tabitha lowered the straps on her shirt and out came her tits. Dave was shocked. He thought Tabitha was wearing a bra. She wasn’t. Her tits were very firm.

“Nice,” said Dave. “Very nice. You’re a lucky guy.”

“Thanks,” said Philip.

He called Don Hollywood into the room and introduced him. It was an awkward introduction because Tabitha still had her tits out. She thought it’d be pointless to cover them up just to pull them back out again.

Then Philip made it more awkward by saying in a loud, jolly voice, “So, you’re gonna fuck my wife, huh?” It was a funny question and it seemed to lighten the tension in the room.

“If it’s alright with you, it’s works for me,” joked Don.

There were a few more brief moments of joking and then Dave told them to have at it.

Don was very attracted to Tabitha’s breasts. They were so firm and the nipples were a dark, reddish brown like her hair. He cupped them and then took one into his mouth as Dave and Philip were getting seated.

He moved to the other tit. He gave it a hard suck and let it pop from his mouth.

He could feel Tabitha trembling slightly even though she was wearing a big smile. It was understandable that she would be nervous, and there was something about it that turned him on even more, made him want to satisfy her better.

He touched her crotch. There was a lot of heat coming from her snatch.

He looked at her legs. They were nice and long and she had a very dark tan.

He pulled her panties down and helped her step out of them. He handed them to Dave, who just happened to enjoy sniffing girls’ panties.

Don and Tabitha started by kissing. They were quick kisses that lasted just long enough to get their bodies heated. Their lips smacked together and then they’d separate.

It went on like this a few times more until Tabitha started letting her lips linger on his a little longer. Then she stuck her tongue in his mouth. Don gladly accepted it and started swirling his tongue in circles with hers.

He sat her on the bed. She slid back and spread her legs.

“Ohh,” said Dave. “She’s got a ring on there too.”

She looked so hot with her bald cunt on display like that. Don touched her clit and started playing with the piercing before he dropped to his knees. A pussy that pink and wet needed to be licked.

“Ohhh, yeah,” moaned Tabitha when she felt him pleasuring her clit. He flicked it all around the clit and the earring, tossing it from side to side with his tongue.

His tongue gradually moved lower with every pass. He used his thumbs to spread her pussy lips open as he neared the sweeter regions of her nest and started lapping up cunt juice.

Tabitha looked to her left and said, “Would you like to join in Dave?”

“I’d love to.”

“Is that okay with you?” she asked Philip.

It was, so Dave wasted no time in whipping out a throbbing hard cock and putting it in Tabitha’s face.

Tabitha grabbed it firmly and started stroking it. She swirled her tongue around the sensitive cock head before taking him in her warm mouth.

“Mmmm,” moaned Tabitha.

The suction was strong and she was using her hand to stroke more of him into her mouth as Don was working wonders with his tongue and fingers below.

“She knows how to suck cock,” Dave grunted.

That was the same thing she was thinking about Don Hollywood. He had her pussy greased like a baking pan. Having Dave’s meaty prick filling up her mouth was only adding to the pleasure.

Her husband watched as Don got undressed and took Dave’s place in his wife’s mouth. Philip’s hand had found its way down his pants and he was slowly masturbating.

Don could barely concentrate on getting his clothes off. Tabitha had taken hold of his cock and started sucking it as soon as he unzipped his pants.

Dave was right about one thing—Tabitha was a pro at giving blowjobs. The things she did with her tongue and jaws could put any porn star to shame.

She felt Dave smacking the side of her head with his cock. She stopped playing with her pussy and looked up. Passion was deeply apparent on her face. She was extremely turned on. She took hold of the other cock and hungrily stuffed it in her mouth.

“Suck those two cocks. Suck those two porn stars,” shouted Philip.

She took turns sucking their cocks for a long while. Her legs got wider as time passed on. Her cunt was glowing as juices seeped between the split.

Philip got up and said, “I wanna see my pretty little wife’s pussy get fucked.” He helped her up and out of what little clothing she had left on her gorgeous body.

Don suggested she lay in a position that would allow her to look over at her husband while he was fucking her. It was a great idea so she did, and Don eagerly slipped in between her thighs.

Tabitha grimaced and moaned in pain when she felt the huge cock head pushing at her tiny hole. Don had to rub it up and down to get it lubed up enough to slide in. But once it was in, there were no disappointments on either side.

Tabitha’s pussy was tight enough to squeeze juice from a cucumber. Don was ramming into her for all he was worth. The bed was squeaking and she was crying out as her tits jiggled up and down.

He fucked her so hard that her body was sliding closer to the edge of the bed. Her head fell over the edge and it put her face-to-face with her husband who was smiling at her.

She smiled back and said, “It’s good; it’s so good!” Then the smile disappeared and her face became twisted with passion.

Dave made a comment about the fact that Don might be auditioning a new porn star of the future. Between moans, Don said she might be perfect, and kept bucking into her tight cunt.

Then he said, “As a matter of fact, she is perfect.”

Then he pinned her legs so far back that her knees touched her head. He climbed completely on top of her in the power driver position and began slamming his cock into her.

“Oh, I love it,” screamed Tabitha. “Baby, thank you so much.”

“Yeah, thank you so much, baby,” said Don sarcastically as he continued pounding his wife’s cunt.

“More, oh, please don’t stop! Oh, baby!” Tabitha screamed.

But Don did stop. He wanted Tabitha to ride him.

He lay in her space, which was warm and damp with sweat. Tabitha mounted him in the reverse cowgirl position.

“Yeah, we can see her beautiful body from here,” said Dave.

She leaned to the rear and arched her back as she felt Don’s prick stretching her inner walls. Her tits bounced as she bounced on his shaft. Her legs were cocked wide open.

“Honey, you like it?”

“I love it,” said Philip. He was still masturbating in the chair.

“Fuck it!” barked Don. “Don’t stop! Fuck me harder!”

Tabitha started raising her pelvis and slamming it on his cock with as much force as she could. The bed was squeaking and hitting the wall. Dave and Philip were cheering them on as they both cried out in ecstasy. The cameraman was the only quiet person in the room at this point.

Don bent her over doggy-style and fucked her from behind. “Come on! Yeah, show your husband what nasty slut you are! I think it turns him on to see how nasty you can be! Beg for it! Beg for it!”

“Please screw me! Oohhhhh, harderrrr!”

Tabitha’s pussy was greasy. It was exceedingly tight.

Don felt an intense pull on his cock every time he pulled back. It was like his cock was being milked. The tingles got more intense and he found himself gritting his teeth as semen started shooting up his shaft.

He motioned for Tabitha to lie down. It was time for the all-important cum shot. He started stroking his cock in her face.

She stuck her tongue out and licked at it as milky white cum started landing in her mouth, hair, and all over her face.

“Yeah, get it all over my wife’s face. Take his load, baby.”

Don smeared it around her lips with his spent cock and stroked the remaining jizz in between her lips.

Now that it was over, Dave offered to take everyone out for some New York pizza since they were in New York.

As they were eating their pizza, a thought passed through Dave’s mind. He never would have thought something this perverted would be so successful. But then again, with everyone being so perverted these days, it only made sense that it would.

Perhaps he could make his little hobby into
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She said, “Baby, I love you.” She kissed me on my lips. You might be wondering what’s so nasty about that. We had just finished having sex and I’d cum all over her face and mouth. She was trying to French kiss me with my own cum on her tongue.

I tried to pull away but she grabbed me by the back of my head and pulled me to her face with her tongue sticking out as far as it would go. The whole time, she said things like, “Yeah, baby, eat this cum off my tongue.”

She was laughing as she did it and so was I. Kaya was so silly sometimes. I felt I was blessed to have her in my life.

We rolled around on the floor for about a minute as I struggled to free myself from my future wife. I’m a big man with a good combination of muscle and fat. Kaya is much smaller but she’s very solid for her height. If we weighed the same, she’d kick my ass with no problem.

I wore her down with my weight and finally she let go. By the time we finished wrestling, the cum on her face had melted and it was starting to look more like sweat.

We lay on the floor giggling at each other. When the laughter subsided, I went quiet. I felt guilty for the first time in our engagement. Kaya was the sunshine in my life. She made me so happy and I just wanted to do something to make her happy. I just couldn’t think of what to do for her.

Kaya said, “Sean, why are you so quiet?”

I said, “I don’t know.” After a pause, I said, “Sweetheart, please be honest with me. Do I satisfy you?”

“Of course you do, honey.” She kissed my cheek.

“You’re not lying to me to make me feel better, are you?”

“Of course, I am.”

“What?” I shouted as I sat straight up.

Kaya said, “Calm down, Sean. I was only joking.”

“Oh,” I said. I laughed and lay back down. We talked for a while longer before we went to bed.

I slept well that night until I rolled over and noticed that Kaya wasn’t in bed with me. I thought nothing of it.

I closed my eyes to go back to sleep. I was dead tired and I needed my rest. Unfortunately, my bladder was full. As I was going to the bathroom in the dark, a flash of light caught me eye. It was coming from my home office down the hall.

I was at the bathroom door when I thought I heard something that sounded like lips smacking. At first I thought Kaya was eating something, but Kaya was too much into physical fitness to be eating anything this late at night. She was the type to stay hungry all night until it was time for breakfast.

I turned my ear towards the sound and listened more intensely. I knew that sound too well. Kaya was sucking on something.

I eased my way down the hall on bare feet trying to avoid stepping on squeaky sections of the floor. I stopped again and listened. She was definitely sucking something and I swear it sounded like a dick.

Anger ripped through my body. Was my fiancée fucking another man in my house while I was still in it?

I charged through the door, slamming it into the wall. It crashed with a loud boom.

Kaya was naked when I burst in. She was sitting at the desk with her legs wide open fingering her pussy. There was something in her mouth. She screamed; her arms flailed through the air causing her to release the long, brown thing that was in her mouth. It flew up to the ceiling and landed at my feet. It was a dildo.

“My goodness, Sean, you scared the shit out of me.” Kaya’s face went red. She jumped out of her chair and started putting her panties and T-shirt on.

I picked up the dildo and held it up as if I was asking for an explanation. Before she could open her mouth, something on the computer screen caught my attention. There was a video of a woman getting fucked like crazy by two men with huge cocks. One was black and the other was white.

When she saw what I was looking at, she closed the window and logged off the Internet. I went to the bathroom. She was in bed lying on her side when I came in.

I lay down and said, “I thought you said I satisfy you.”

“You do. I love the way you feel inside of me.”

“Then why do you have to fuck a piece of rubber while you look at porn?”

She was silent.

“Well?” I asked.

“I really don’t want to talk about this, Sean.”

“Why not? We’re getting married, Kaya. We have to be on the same page. Tell me what’s on your mind.”

She said, “It was just a fantasy, nothing else.”

I turned and looked at her. Now I was curious. I said, “Fantasy? What kind of fantasy?”

“Sometimes I fantasize about…having a threesome.”

“Why didn’t you tell me that?”

Sarcastically, she said, “Oh, right, like I’m just gonna say, ‘Hey, Sean, I have fantasies about sucking your dick while another man fucks my pussy.’ How would you react to that, I wonder?”

“It’s fine with me.”

Kaya sat straight up. She shouted, “What?”

“I said it’s okay with me. To be perfectly honest, I have the same fantasy sometimes. I think it would be very sexy to watch you with another man’s dick in you.”

Kaya was quiet for a time. She made sounds as though she was going to say something but the words wouldn’t come out of her mouth. She sighed loudly and said, “So you wouldn’t mind, Sean?”

I sat up with her and held her close to my body. I said, “Baby, we’re going to be together for a long time and I want to make you happy the same way you’ve made me happy. If you need more sex than I can give you, it’s fine with me. As long you come home to me every night, I don’t have a problem with that. And you can only do it if I’m right there with you. I want to watch.”

Kaya was exultant. I could hear it in her voice when she said, “Thanks, honey. I’d love for you to watch.”

“So do you know who you’d like to get it on with?”

It was dark, but I could see her eyes light up in the shadows. She said, “Yes, I do. I met somebody at work named Brian and he’s really sexy. He’s been trying to fuck me for the longest time. I wanted to have sex with him too after he showed me his dick one day in his car on our lunch break. The only reason I didn’t suck it was because of you.”

“Do it,” I said. “You have my permission as long as I’m there to watch.”

She went to work the next day and explained the situation to Brian. I spent the whole day trying to think of how to tape us fucking Kaya. I had to decide whether I wanted it to be simple shots of us fucking or if I wanted us to follow a script and say some rehearsed lines like a porn movie.

I liked watching porn just as much as Kaya and there was a part of me that wanted to do a little directing. On my lunch break, I thought up a few scenarios to run by Kaya and Brian.

I knew things had gone well when I came home and saw Kaya sitting on the couch with a huge smile and two glasses of wine. She told me they had made plans for him to come over tomorrow night, which was Saturday.

I told her my plan to make our threesome into an amateur porn flick and she loved it. She called Brian and ran the idea by him. He said he liked the idea too. I figured he would. He wanted to fuck Kaya so he probably would have agreed to anything I said.

Saturday night came. Everything was set up. I had my little digital camera mounted on a tripod and a nice set of curtains tacked to the wall behind the bed to make for a better background.

Brian was a cool guy. I liked him right away. We chatted for a few minutes and had some drinks. When nobody could think of anything else to talk about, Brian cheerfully said, “Let’s get started.”

Brian worked the camera while I started out with Kaya. She looked a little nervous so I thought it might be better for her to start with me.

I took off all of my clothes and lay down on the bed with my legs hanging over the side. Kaya took her position kneeling between my legs. We both looked at Brian. He nodded to us, a signal that the camera was rolling.

Kaya fell into her roll immediately. Lust appeared in her eyes as she stared at my semi-erect penis. She got a firm grip on it, opened her mouth really wide, and wrapped her pretty lips around my dick.

She took the whole cock down her throat in a single swallow. Her lips popped as they separated. She said, “Oh, yeah, I wanna suck that cock.” She sucked my cock again, moving up and down as she massaged it with her tongue and lips.

“Want me to suck it hard?” she asked.

I nodded. Kaya’s grip tightened around my cock and she went back to sucking it. This time she sucked harder as she lowered her beautiful face on my thickening shaft. Sucking my dick has always been a turn-on for Kaya. She liked doing it more than she liked having her pussy eaten.

She stroked my dick with her hand and said, “I wanna take it deep.” She held my dick in her mouth with her lips and swirled her tongue in circles on the pee hole while she caressed my thighs with her velvet hands.

Kaya liked the way my thighs felt. They were thick and I had a big ass like a black woman. I kept my cock shaven almost bald so my sweetie wouldn’t get hair in her mouth when she deep-throated me like she was doing now.

I started humping her mouth slowly. As I did, she’d open her mouth wide and close it around my prick when it was all the way inside with the cock head touching the back of her throat. Then she’d let it slide out and smack her lips on it.

“Suck that dick baby,” I said.

“Yes, baby,” said Kaya in between sucks. “It’s good to eat.” She let her warm breath heat my cock as she went in for another gulp of meat.

The top of my dick was turning red from her lipstick. I was so caught up watching her suck my dick that I had forgotten Brian was there. I didn’t notice him until he crouched for a better camera angle. I think Kaya had forgotten him too because she quickly looked in his direction when he moved.

She kept staring into the camera with her soft lips glued to my cock and smiled as best she could, considering my dick was taking up all the space in her mouth.

She took the bra straps off her shoulders and pushed her bra down, allowing her B-cup tits to fall out. Staring seductively at the camera, she put my cock between her tits and started stroking her them on my hard prick.

Brian pulled his dick out and shook it at her when she looked at the camera. She laughed. I was glad to see she was enjoying herself as much as I was.

She licked her lips and ran her tongue the entire length of my dick—from my balls all the way to the top.

Brian said, “Are you ready for another cock to suck on?”

Kaya closed her eyes and said, “Oh, yes, please, another cock. Two cocks for me, yeah, come on.”

Brian was in his briefs by now. He must have taken them off while I was getting my dick sucked. He caressed Kaya’s face. There was a huge bulge poking out of his white underwear.

Kaya gawked at it like it was candy. She groped as she looked up into Brian’s eyes staring at him with lust. She pulled his underwear down, and as soon the slightest trace of his cock peered through, Kaya had her lips wrapped around it.

A shiver went through my body when I saw my future wife with another man’s dick in her mouth. I had been waiting so long for this moment. It was just like my fantasies.

Brian was very aggressive. He talked a lot of shit just like the men in porn do. I usually never say anything when I fuck, but Brian was on a roll. He kept repeating things like, “Suck that cock. Take it all in your mouth. Oh, yeah, suck it.”

Kaya had totally forgotten about my dick. She let it go and gave Brian her full and undivided attention. Brian was thrusting his dick in my fiancée’s mouth like he was in her pussy. Kaya was meeting his thrusts by ramming her face at his cock. She took the whole dick and never gagged once.

Her ponytail came undone a little. Her hair and earrings were flying around in the air as Brian beat her tousles with his hard cock. It was obvious that Kaya was enjoying the new dick very much.

Brian said, “I want you to choke on it.” That sent her over the edge. Kaya started moaning. She was having an orgasm. Her moans were muffled by Brian’s dick sliding in and out of her mouth.

My cock was throbbing and jumping. Seeing my woman with another man’s dick in her mouth made me so horny. I started masturbating but that wasn’t good enough. I made them stop while Brian and I lay on the bed with our knees hanging off. I wanted Kaya to take turns sucking our dicks.

She was so horny that I could smell her cunt juice in the air. She was salivating as she went back to working on Brian’s dick.

He said, “Yeah, suck it. Get it all—just like that, baby.” Kaya was totally into him. She sucked him nonstop for about five more minutes while she stroked my cock with her free hand. I held the camcorder while this was happening and caught every moment of it.

Kaya said, “Put the camera down. I want both of you standing up.”

I sat the camera on the coffee table so we wouldn’t miss a lick. Brian and I stood on either side of her with our cocks sticking straight at those soft, luscious lips.

Once again, she stroked my cock with her hand while she slurped and slobbered all over Brian’s cock. His eyes were drawn up into his head. “Yeah, suck it, baby.”

She finally left his meat started sucking mine. Kaya stared at the camera as she alternated between us. I was so horny from watching her eat his dick that I almost came as soon as I felt her warm breath pass over my cock.

A few minutes later she was back to Brian. I had felt the pleasure of Kaya’s blowjob and now I wasn’t satisfied with watching. I needed my dick sucked too.

I pulled her hair as she was slurping and smacking Brian’s dick with her tongue. She didn’t respond so I pulled harder and put my dick on her shoulder, then the side of her face until she put her hot mouth back where it needed to be.

I pulled my dick out of her mouth and started masturbating while she licked on my balls. She said, “I wanna suck it deep. You want me to suck it deep.”

She positioned my dick so that it pointed straight ahead. She opened her jaws and slowly put my dick in her mouth. Brian and I watched as inch after inch of my throbbing prick disappeared in Kaya’s wet mouth. It was so far inside that I could feel her lips tickle my pubic hairs. She wiggled her tongue from side to side on my balls. That’s just how far my cock was in her mouth.

I saw that Brian was eager to resume getting his dick polished so I nudged her back to his side. She was happy to accept my invitation. She started sucking Brian’s cock, this time slower.

He said, “You love two cocks, don’t you?”

Kaya nodded. Brian started tugging on her hair. She responded by moaning while she touched his stomach, thighs, and balls.

Suddenly I got the urge to do something nasty. Kaya was on her knees sucking this man’s dick with her tight little ass poked out. My, my, my. Kaya had such a splendid ass.

I told Brian to lie down on the bed. I wanted Kaya to suck him in a doggy style position. Later she told me she was glad that I’d gotten this idea because her knees were starting to hurt. She’d been sucking our dicks for more than twenty minutes on her knees.

Now that she was more comfortable, Kaya really slurped and gobbled Brian’s cock up. I picked the camera off the coffee table and got a few good shots of this. Then I mounted it on the tripod and positioned it so that it was pointed directly at Kaya’s ass.

I loved the way her juicy wet pussy glistened in the camera lens. I opened her ass and fingered her slit as she polished Brian’s cock. I kneaded her tight Asian ass and stuck my finger deep inside her cunt.

I focused my eyes on that sweet pussy as slid my wet tongue across her asshole. She started sucking him harder. She spread her legs a little wider to give me better access. When I touched her pussy, it started oozing cunt juice all over my hand.

Brian was trembling from Kaya’s cock-sucking skills. He pushed her head away from his dick and said, “Oh, slow down.”

I asked if he was about to cum. He said yes. I said, “I’m glad you stopped her. I don’t wanna miss that. I want us both to cum on her face.”

Brian said, “If we go any longer, I’m gonna cum. Kaya, baby, you’re too good. I can’t handle anymore. Now I see why you needed two dicks.”

Kaya lay on the bed as we got ready for the cum shot. I worked the camera because I wanted to make sure I got every little detail. Brian started stroking his dick over Kaya’s head as she said things like, “Come on. Give me that fucking cum. I want it all over my face.”

When she was in the middle of her last sentence, a gust of cum shot out. It flew past her head and hit the pillow. Only a small bit landed in her hair. Brian adjusted his aim and the rest landed on chin and tits.

It was a great shot, but now I was excited because it was my turn. Brian and I traded places—he with the camera and me stroking my dick, inches from my sweetie’s head with her mouth open. She was licking her lips and staring lustfully at the camera waiting for me to shoot my load.

She started sucking my cock head and wiggling her tongue rapidly from side to side on the vein while I whacked off.

She said, “Why don’t you cum on my face, alright? Big load. I want a big fucking load.”

A big load is exactly what I gave her. My aim was much better than Brain’s. Every drop of semen landed in Kaya hot mouth. She smacked at it and savored every spec. She continued to lick the head until I’d dumped my last bead of nut juice in her mouth.

She said, “Yeah, that’s what I wanted.”

“It felt great.”

“It tasted better.”

Our faces lit up when Brian turned the camera off. We stared at each other and smiled. We’d just made our first amateur porno!

Then Kaya's face went blank. She looked at me with mock anger. She smiled and said, “Hey, I just realized something. Next time, I wanna get fucked too.”

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They sat snuggled in the living room watching TV. Kaya’s favorite TV show went off. She said, “Well, it’s Friday night. You know there isn’t going to be anything else good on TV tonight. What do you want to do?”

“I don’t know. What do you want to do?”

Kaya sighed. “Let’s not start with that again.”

“What?” Sean asked.

“The what-do-you-wanna-do game. I ask you what you want to do and then you ask me the same question. I asked you first so you decide.” She kissed his cheek.

Sean thought it over. He smiled at her. “I know. Let’s watch that video we made last month.”

Five weeks ago, Kaya and Sean decided they were comfortable enough in there relationship to expand their sex life by invited a friend over so he and Sean could fuck Kaya at the same time while they taped it.

Although the only thing Kaya did the first time was suck Sean and Brian’s dicks, she still said it was a lot of fun having two cocks and she wanted to do it some more.

Brian was Kaya’s friend. When it was time to do it again, Sean decided to call one of his own friends. The person he called was Greg, his golfing buddy. The first time Greg came over, Sean taped him having one-on-one sex with Kaya. They both fucked her the second time.

They’d been too busy to watch any of the tapes. The videos were propped on the top shelf of the bookcase collecting dust with all the other VHS and DVD porn movies they had.

Kaya said, “Yeah, that’s a good idea.”

“Which one do you want to watch?”

“We should start with the first one and watch them in order.”

Sean put the tape in the VCR and took a seat next to Kaya, who lay with her head on his chest and his arm around her.

Kaya smiled at him in excitement when she saw her face appear of the television screen trying to look like the horny girls you see in porn flicks. They watched Kaya sucking Sean’s cock while staring at the camera.

A few minutes past and Kaya started leaning closer to him, especially when it got to the part on the video where she started sucking Brian’s dick.

She said, “It’s so hot in here.” It was a warm day in Arizona, but it wasn’t any warmer than usual. Kaya had gotten her breasts enlarged about two weeks after they’d had their first threesome and sometimes she liked to show them off.

She lifted her shirt over her head, leaving her tits pointed strait at Sean. They were bunched in her black bra like two water balloons. It was her idea to have them augmented. Sean protested because he liked her the way she was, but she talked him into it and now he was glad she did. Every time he touched her tits it was like he was fucking a new woman.

Now in her bra and tight, black shorts, Kaya laid her head on Sean’s chest very close to his stomach. He knew Kaya well. A blowjob was coming when she lay  her head that low. She started rubbing his cock as they watched her sucking her fiancé’s balls on the TV.

She started rubbing on Sean’s cock as she said, “Look at that. Can you believe it? I can’t believe that’s us.”

The image on the TV switched to Kaya with a dick between her tits. This was before they were enhanced so they were kind of small, but her sexy expression more than made up for it. Her mouth started salivating.

She tugged Sean’s colorful Hawaiian shirt out of his pants and unzipped them. He was wearing silk boxers underneath. Referring to the TV, Kaya said, “That’s so good.”

Sean asked, “You liked it?”

She replied, “You know I liked it.” He unbuttoned his shirt while Kaya massaged his cock in his underwear. His dick was getting hard in her hand. She started licking it. It felt like she was licking the actual dick because his silk drawers were so thin.

She pulled his prick out of his underwear and licked the vein until it was rock hard, saluting her like a flag pole. She sucked it slowly, dividing her attention between Sean’s dick and the TV, which she was watching out of the corner of her eyes.

He moaned and said, “You suck dick better now than you did back then.”

She watched the way she kissed Brian’s cock and slobbered all over his dick on TV and said, “Fuck.” She started bobbing her head on Sean’s cock in a frenzy of lust.

His balls tingled wickedly, more sensitive than usual. The video was turning him on too. He said, “Want me to take off my pants?”

“Fuck yeah!”

He stood and took his pants off while Kaya pulled her black bra-shirt over her head, unleashing her soft, bouncy tits jiggling like jelly. The only thing she was wearing now was her tight black shorts.

Kaya stood as Sean sat. She bent over started sucking his dick while she masturbated her sweet pussy with her back arched. She was dying to have a man walk up behind her and replace her hand with his tongue or a hard prick. The thought of getting fucked by two men again got her really wet and she started cock sucking Sean faster.

He said, “Yeah, suck that cock.”

She got on her knees and started tit fucking him. She wrapped her big tits around his cock and hugged them snugly on his meat. Now that she was in a D cup instead of a B cup, she could surround his whole prick with titty meat.

She looked him in the eye and said, “I need more than one cock tonight. Can we call somebody?”

“Yes, Kaya.”

She licked him from his balls to his cock head. She picked up the phone and called Greg, the man from the second and third time they taped themselves fucking. While she waited for someone to pick up, she stroked Sean’s cock and said, “I’m really horny. I need to get some more fucking cocks over here.”

She heard Greg’s voice over the phone saying, “Hello.”

“Hi, it’s Kaya. I was wondering if you can come over if you don’t mind playing with me.”

Greg said, “Fuck! You caught me at a bad time. I can’t go. An old Army buddy’s visiting me and he ain’t leaving until tomorrow.”

Kaya said, “Bring your friend with you. I’m really fucking horny and I need a little more than one dick right now.”

Excitedly, Greg said, “Yes, ma’am!”

“I’ll see ya soon.”

She hung up and went back to sucking Sean’s cock very lightly, just enough to keep it hard without making him cum before the others got there. Her eyes wandered between the TV and wall clock waiting impatiently for Greg and his friend to arrive.

She was too horny to wait any longer. She unlocked the door so they could enter when they got there without her having to stop what she was about to start doing. She let her shorts fall to the floor and went to the bedroom swinging her sexy, tight Hawaiian ass. She put her high heels on because she knew Greg had a fetish for them.

Sean lay on the floor when she came out, cock saluting like a soldier. She mounted his hard dick, her clit protruding and wet, squeezing it into her tight horny pussy facing the TV so she could watch their amateur porno.

Sean fondled her tits as she rode him. He couldn’t get over the manifest difference of the way her tits felt now as apposed to the way they felt before the breast enhancement operation. It was like having a new woman.

She started rocking up and down on his cock and then the doorbell rang. Kaya’s face lit up. She said, “Come in.” Her pussy was dripping wet instantly in anticipation of what was about to happen.

She crouched on Sean’s cock like a frog and bounces her hot pussy on it with a seductive smile as Greg and his friend entered. His friend was cute. He was stocky and handsome, an Army man. Mmmmmmm!

As they approached her, she said, “Oh fuck, yeah, I got three dicks.”

Greg introduced his friend, Victor, and the two proceeded to take off their clothes very quickly. Kaya felt like the sexiest woman in the world, made hornier by Greg and Victor’s haste to get naked so they could get their dicks inside her.

She started sucking Greg’s dick and rocked on Sean’s meaty cock while Victor jacked off and watched the amateur porn on TV. The girl looked familiar, but he couldn’t recall which porn he’d seen her in. Then he realized it was Kaya. His dick grew bigger. He didn’t know it was a homemade amateur porno. He thought he was about to get in a porn star’s pussy. Kaya caught his attention by grabbing his cock and pulling him to her wet mouth

In the background she could hear Brian on TV saying, “I want you to choke on it. Yeah, take it all.”

She sucked Victor’s dick with gusto, swirling her tongue on the cock head, excited by the fact that she didn’t know this man. She pulled his pants all the way down and cupped his ass while Sean fucked her cunt in circles from below.

It was more than she could handle—Sean’s cock in her pussy, the stranger named Victor fucking her throat, and the sounds of herself getting fuck on TV made an intense wave of orgasms sweep through her pussy.

She sucked him harder and watched Greg’s cock out of the corner of her eye. She was eager to get it back in her wet mouth, but reluctant to take Victor’s cock out because she liked sucking it so much.

She moaned and screamed. Greg said, “You like getting fucked like this?”

She said, “I like getting fucked, period.”

She took his hard dick out of her mouth and started stroking both cocks while she grinded on Sean’s swollen tomb buried deep in her hot pussy. She started alternating between the two dicks, giving each a few licks at a time while stroking the other.

When she was sucking Victor’s dick, he said, “Do you want that dick in ya?”

Kaya said, “Oh, yeah!”

Greg sat on the couch; Kaya bent over to suck his dick and Victor slipped in her juicy hole from behind. Sean watched.

Kaya was so out of control from the pleasure that she rammed her ass backwards to meet Victor’s hard thrusts, his huge cock filling her cunt nicely as she moaned with her lips wrapped securely on Greg’s cock head. Another orgasm sent hot pussy juice streaming on Victor’s shaft as he pounded mercilessly on Kaya’s hot cunt.

She screamed, “Oh, fuck, yes, shit, fuck my pussy!”

Turned on by his wife’s thrashing wild hair and jiggling big tits, Sean was stroking his cock as he watched her being ravaged by these two men. She looked at Sean, her head bucking from Victor pounding her pussy, and said, “Fucking good.” There was a long strand of saliva between her mouth and Greg’s dick.

Victor gripped her hips and slowly humped Kaya’s twat saying, “This is some good pussy.” He looked like he was on the brink of an orgasm himself. He started fucking her harder, his thrusts causing a loud smacking sound and Kaya had to hold on for dear life to keep from falling forward into Greg’s lap.

They moved to the floor. Greg and Victor traded places so Greg could get in her pussy too. Greg held still as Kaya savagely rammed her ass into his cock from their doggy style position and cried her muffled moans with Victor’s meat filling her mouth. Soon, all three were screaming in ecstasy. Victor pulled on Kaya’s hair and she went into another violent wave of orgasms.

Through gritted teeth, she said, “Oh, yes, fuck me!”

After carrying on like this for another five minutes, they were all getting tired from fucking on their knees, especially Greg. He traded places with Sean. The three lay on their sides.

Sean put his dick in her mouth. She sucked him while Victor fucked her tight cunt. He reached around and gyrated her clit.

She said, “Fuck, that feels so fucking good!”

Greg kneeled down and started groping her huge tits. Victor and Sean started feeling her up and sliding their hands all over her body, massaging her tits, belly, shoulders, waist, ass, clit, everything they could touch. It sent her into her fourth orgasm of the night, her pussy hot and tingling with electric fire.

She said, “Oh, this is so fucking good!”

One of them put Kaya’s tit in her own face and she starts flicking tongue on her nipples. They continued like this for another fifteen minutes with the men switching places at random. There was a dick in her pussy, a dick in her mouth, a dick in her ass, hands everywhere. It got to the point that Kaya didn’t know whose dick was whose, but she really didn’t care.

Victor was the first to feel the itch in his balls. He said, “I’m gonna cum.”

Sean said, “Wait. I’m such an idiot. I should’ve been taping this all along.”

He ran to the bedroom and came out with the camcorder. Kaya got on knees with Greg and Victor on either side of her stroking their cocks. Sean was standing in front of her with the camera.

She was in heaven. She had a cock on both sides of her face and another cock in front. Where to start, which dick to suck first?

Sean pressed record. Kaya said, “Now I want that cum all over my fucking face.” She started sucking their dicks. Greg got to go first, then Sean in the middle, Victor next, and back around again.

At that moment, the cum shots of Kaya fucking Sean and Brian started playing on the TV. The men’s ball started tingling from watching the slut wife on TV and knowing that they’d be cumming on her face in a few moments.

Sean was the first to cum. He stroked his dick while Kaya greedily slurped on his balls and said, “I want you to cream all over me. Cum for me, baby.”

He shot tiny bursts of cum on Kaya’s mouth and chin. She said, “Fuck, yes, I want more.”

Greg nudged him out of the way. He was stroking his cock vigorously. Kaya saw the lust in his eyes and started playing with her tits, licking Sean’s cum off her lips. The sight of it sent Greg over the edge. Most of his cum juice landed in Kaya’s eyes and mouth. She slurped it up and started circling his sensitive cock with her tongue. After the initial sensitivity wore off, he stood back and enjoyed the blowjob for a couple minutes.

He stepped away and everyone looked at Victor. Watching the other men cum in her face made him want to fuck some more. He told Kaya to bend over. He rammed her pussy, which was starting to get sore, hard from behind until he felt a build-up of sperm making its way up.

“I’m about to cum.”

He pulled his dick out and Kaya spun around with her mouth wide open, ready to receive her favorite drink. He said, “Okay, get ready.”

Kaya leaned her head back and closed her eyes, said, “I want it all!”

Three creamy gusts of cum shot out and landed heavily on Kaya’s eyes, nose and mouth. Greg and Sean were shocked by the amount of spunk that Victor had unleashed. Cum that landed on her eyes and nose dripped to her mouth. She parted her juicy lips and stuck out her tongue, allowing that salty cum-cocktail to seep into her mouth. Mmmmmmmmmmm.

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Devlin read the label twice more. He couldn’t believe what he was reading. Surely he must be imagining things, but the label read the same every time.

“It’s a fucking love potion.”

He looked around to see if anyone had seen him pick it up. No one was around. The beach was empty this afternoon.

A naughty idea popped up in his head. He jogged the rest of the way home. He made it back unusually fast.

“Honey,” he said when he got in the door.

“Yes,” replied Lee.

“Where you at, baby?”

“In the bedroom.”

He read the label on the bottle again. As he read the last word, he noticed a glass with something in it. His heart started pumping double time as excitement raced through him.

“Is this your drink out here?” he yelled.

“Yes.”

“I’m gonna take a swallow of it, alright?”

“Okay. Go ahead.”

He pulled the cork off, tipped the bottle, and let a small drop spill into the glass.

He heard Lee coming up behind him so he quickly stuffed the bottle in his pocket.

Lee greeted him warmly and started chatting about nothing in particular. Devlin answered every question and commented on every statement, but if you would’ve asked him what they were talking about, he couldn’t have told you. He wasn’t really into the conversation. He was staring intensely at Lee waiting to see what happened.

It didn’t seem to be having an effect. He was disappointed but he expected it a little. Of course it was too good to be true.

He went to take a shower. He turned the water on and started looking around for the soap. It was missing. He went back to the living room to ask where it was. He stopped at the doorway when he saw what happening.

Lee was on the couch naked except for her panties. She was fingering her pussy while she fondled her nipples!

Devlin approached her. She seemed too into herself to notice him. He looked at the glass of juice, which was empty on the table.

The potion had worked!

He sat on the couch and asked if the drink had made her feel this way. She said yes, but it was the way she said it that made Devlin know he had hit the jackpot.

She stared at him with her teeth gritted. Her eyes had “Horny Slut” written all over them. Her legs spread wider by the second and she couldn’t stop grinding her pussy in circles. He had never seen her this horny before.

He touched her pussy. His finger slipped inside and bubbles oozed from her split.

“This pussy is soaked,” he said in amazement. He tried to talk about it some more, but she grabbed his head, pulled him forward, and said, “Just fuck me.”

“Are you sure?” said Devlin trying to torture her.

She nodded frantically and frowned a little. She was not in a playing mood.

As soon as he started sucking her tits, she wrapped her legs around him and let out a moan that was part ecstasy, part relief.

Devlin made his way south towards her pussy, kissing and sucking everything in between. His face met with a lot of heat when he got to her pussy. It was hotter and wetter than usual, and the taste was stronger.

Lee looked down and saw his sexy bald head between her legs. He looked up, they made eye contact. The sight of him looking up at her with his mouth sucking on her fat pussy lips made her spill cum in his mouth.

Not that Devlin could tell the difference. Her pussy was so slick that it all seemed the same to him.

He started jabbing his tongue at her pussy hole. Then he would pull it out, lick along the inner lips and suck the clit. She even held her pussy lips open so he could slide his tongue deeper in her muff.

“You like that?” he asked.

“Oh, yeah. Oh…oh…Ohhhhhh !”

She came again.

Devlin tried to lay on her. She stopped him. He was confused.

She slid out from under him and motioned for him to sit down.  She knelt between his legs and sucked his cock into her mouth.

“Oh shit,” he moaned.

Lee’s cheeks deflated as she sucked his cock deep into her mouth. She let it sit there for a few seconds while she contracted her throat muscles. She lifted her head until only the cock head was still in her mouth, then swallowed it all the way down again repeatly.

Devlin said, “Oh, shit. You ain’t never done this shit before.”

He was right too. Lee didn’t like giving blowjobs. Her jaws would get tired and cramped really fast, and then she’d have to stop. It usually never lasted past two minutes, but this time she sucked him for about ten minutes and probably would’ve gone longer if she wasn’t so desperate to get fucked.

She crawled up his body and mounted him. This was, by far, the easiest entry into her pussy since they’d been together. Her pussy was so slippery it just slipped right in.

She started bouncing on it, being sure to keep her tits pressed in his face so he could suck her nipples and send her into another violent orgasm.

She rode him for a long time, and when her legs got too tired, he grabbed her by the hips and helped bounce her on his stiff cock.

A severe tingle started building up in his shaft. His body tensed as loads of spoo shot into her horny cunt. She kept riding him while he came, making it more powerful, until he’d spilled every drop inside her pussy. Her pussy got so full of cum that it leaked out and dripped all over his balls.

Normally this would be the end of it, but seeing her in such a lustful state made him want to keep fucking. He knew she wouldn’t object, so he bent her over and nailed her from behind for a few minutes and then laid her flat on the couch.

He held her legs high and wide enjoying the view of his cock sliding in and out of her pussy. By now they’d built up a nice sweat and it made it seem all the more erotic because of the way their bodies slid around on each other.

The intense tingle came back to Devlin’s shaft. He started fucking her harder, ramming her so hard that the couch was moving backward inch by inch.

“You want it? Huh? You want this shit?” barked Devlin as he pulled his cock out and aimed it at Lee.

“OHHHHHHHH!” he screamed as more spunk shot out of his cock and landed all over Lee’s face and tits.

His hand was shaking badly. This orgasm was much more intense than the last.

“Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck,” he kept repeating. “Oh, fuck.”

They showered together and got dressed. Lee came out of the bedroom and sat beside Devlin as he was tying his shoes.

“Hey, baby, I don’t know what got into me. I don’t know what it was in that drink, but it had me feeling like I was on Ecstasy or something.”

Devlin started laughing. He said, “Well actually I wasn’t gonna tell you this. But you gotta swear that you won’t get mad.”

“What?”

“Promise first. You gotta promise you won’t get mad.”

“I promise. What?”

He stood and got the bottle out of the drawer that he’d hidden it in while she was dressing in the bedroom. “You said you promise you wouldn’t get mad, right?” he said as he sat down.

Exasperated, Lee said, “Yes.”

“Alright. When I was jogging this morning, I found this bottle with a note attached to it. And I put…a drop in your drink.”

“A drop of what?”

“I actually don’t know what the fuck it is. It had some label on it that said it was a love spell, a love potion. But actually, from me watching how the shit worked…I mean…weren’t you excited?”

“Yeah, I was, very.”

“I mean, fuck, you never sucked my dick like that before. Whew, damn!”

They both giggled and she blushed from embarrassment.

“Anyway, I thinking if we take some of this and maybe get samples and see what it’s made of, I think we can make a lot of money. What do you think?”

“Try it. I think so.”

“Okay, so I’m gonna run over to the store and I’m gonna go over to my buddy’s house and get this shit done. And you wouldn’t believe I only put one small little drop in your drink.”

“And it had me acting like that?”

“Only one drop, I promise…one small-ass drop.”

Lee was amazed. She laughed and said, “Just be sure you save some for us for next time.”

“Yeah, I think I should,” he said as he was pouring a sample into a tiny bottle. “Anyway,” he said, “I’m gonna leave the big bottle here. And don’t fuck with it whatsoever.”

He got off the couch and ran out the door mumbling excitedly about how rich they were going to be.

Lee, being a woman who had a difficult time keeping horny during sex, wasn’t as excited about the money they could make. She was excited about how horny it made her.

No longer than Devlin had been out the door but two seconds, she picked up the phone and called one of her closest friends.

“Hello, Ecstasy. Girl, let me tell you…”

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I went inside and paid for our gas. I made small talk with the cashier while Enrique was filling up the tank. She was a nice old lady that I chatted with every time I came to Florida.

I went outside and got in the car. "Let's get out of here," I said.

I was tired and wanted to get some rest so we could go club hopping later that night. But just as I said that, something caught my attention at the gas station across the street.

"Holy shit! Look at that!" I shouted.

Enrique followed my gaze to the gas station across the street.

The woman was wearing a black top that bared her right shoulder. Her pants were white and she was wearing white pumps to match. She had a slender, but very shapely, body, with long, blonde hair that was tied in a ponytail.

She was a vision of sex appeal, and she was all alone pumping her own gas without a man in sight.

I learned from previous experience that it's always best to let Enrique do the talking because half these Miami girls can't speak any English. Seriously, it doesn't matter how American they look, it seems like almost every girl we run into can barely speak any English.

Enrique got out and approached the woman. Apparently she liked his looks because she was smiling at him as soon as they made eye contact.

Her smile looked familiar but I didn't know why. It seemed like I knew her from somewhere. Then I started wondering if Rick was trying to pick up a woman that we had already picked up on one of our previous trips here. That would be hilarious.

Their conversation didn't last long at all. She turned around to put the pump back in its cradle, but Enrique wasn't leaving so I wasn't sure if he'd picked her up or not. He screwed her gas cap back on and they talked for a few moments longer. He pointed me out across the street and she started nodding. A few seconds later, they were walking my way.

She walked with a slight switch in her step and checked her hair as they got nearer. She was a lot prettier up close than she was from afar. Her face was gorgeous and her smile was radiant.

I found out she was from Columbia, her name was Pamela, and she didn't speak a word of English.

That's when I remembered where I knew her from. This woman had been on damned near every reality porn site on the Internet, but she used different names every time.

I told Rick to ask her if she wanted to come have a little fun with us.

I heard a distinct No, which led to Rick popping out a thousand words a minute trying to convince her that it was okay to come with us.

I wasn't worried about her coming. I knew she would, but I didn't know if she was playing hard-to-get or if she wanted money first. It's hard to tell sometimes.

Smiled and nodded to Rick after he'd finished begging in Spanish. "She's down, man," he said.

"She's coming with us?" I said, trying not to sound too excited. I was just glad we didn't have to offer her any money because I wasn't going to.

Before we left the as station, I'd gotten her to flash me a nipple just to make sure I wasn't about to waste my time with a tease.

Since we'd just gotten into town, it took us a little longer than usual to get to Rick's uncle's beach house. We made a few wrong turns and then got held up by a car accident, but we made it there eventually.

I was glad Rick's uncle sent the maid to clean the place up. It was trashed when we left last summer.

We told Pamela she could help herself to anything in the house while we put our stuff away. The only thing she got was a sucker from the candy jar on the coffee table.

We sat across from her and started asking more questions, trying to get to know her a little better. I didn't want to get straight to the point just yet. I didn't want to take a chance on turning her off even though that probably wouldn't happen since she'd already shown us her nipple.

She mostly spoke in Spanish with an occasional sentence in heavily accented English. She sucked her lollipop the whole time like she was sucking a dick.
 
I was surprised to find out she was only nineteen, but it made sense. She looked a few years older, but it's usually the young ones that come home with you the easiest.

Enrique started touching her breasts after a few minutes of chit-chat. She seemed like she liked it so they stood and he helped her get out of her shirt.

She had a petite, but very shapely, body. Her nipples were dark and swollen. Rick palmed her breasts and then started caressing them and gently pinched her nipples.

I decided to stay out of this one. She was really into Enrique. I didn't want to interfere, plus it was our first day so I knew there'd be more opportunities later on. I'd just sit back and watch as long as she didn't ask me to leave.

She put the sucker down and lifted her shirt over her head. Pamela's stomach was flat and I could see her abs flexing as she removed the shirt.

She touched herself along her bountiful curves and stopped when her hands touched her pants. She looked at me as if she was asking permission to get naked in front of me.

"Take 'em off," I said.

She hooked her thumbs inside her pants and sexily wiggled them off her curvy hips. She was wearing white, G-string panties with lace. Her pussy was so meaty I could see a slight bulge poking out.

"You like it?" asked Pamela in thickly accented English.

"I like it. You're very pretty."

"Thank you."

Rick sat on the arm of the couch and pulled her close to him. She was still facing me, but he managed to get his head around her body so he could suck on her tits. Apparently the teasing had taken its toll on him.

He gently touched her body with one hand and cupped her pussy with the other. She let out a slight moan and murmured something in Spanish. I had a feeling it had something to do with how good Enrique was making her feel.

He moved her panties to the side. She raised a leg in the air to give him better access. He spread her pussy lips wide open and slid his fingers along the slit.

I could see her bald pussy glistening from where I was sitting. She was soaked already.

The groping was coming harder and the breathing was getting heavier. Pamela's pants came all the way off shortly; there was more foreplay and Pamela said, "Fuck me," in perfect English.

That's when I realized what a freak she was. She couldn't say anything else in English, but she could ask to fuck without the slightest hint of an accent.

She turned around and helped Enrique get his cock out of his pants. She started sucking his dick with a hungry kind of passionate lust on her face.

Enrique stood to lower his pants enough for his entire pelvic area to be out in the open. He lifted his shirt a little to get it out of Pamela's way and she took his cock all the way to the back of throat before letting it out slowly and sliding it deep inside her wet mouth again.

She masturbated him hard while lapping at the head. She started sliding it all around her lips and slapped herself on the tongue with it, successfully driving Enrique crazy while she did it.

He grabbed a handful of blonde hair, put his dick between her lips, and started humping her face like he was waist-deep in her pussy already. She deep-throated him and pulled it out with a loud pop and swirled her tongue around the cock head, then deep-throated him again.

She was bent forward, and for a second, the only thing I could think about was her perky ass and fat pussy lips sticking out.

I had an urge to whip my dick out and plug her other hole, but I played it cool. I just sat back and watched and told them what I wanted them to do every now and then. I was getting a kick out of it. How many people would let somebody dictate the way they fuck besides Enrique?

He lay with his head on the couch and Pamela stood over his face. He grabbed two hands full of her Latina ass and helped guide her pussy towards his mouth where he began licking and slurping on her protruding clit.

Pamela was doing a lot of moaning and talking in Spanish. By now Enrique had her pussy flowing freely and the whole room smelled of horny pussy.

On our third trip to Florida, Enrique's aunt decided to hook up a hammock that was designed like a chair instead of a bed. It held you suspended in the air like a normal hammock, but you sat instead of lying down. At some point-I can't remember when-we started using it for kinky sex and hadn't stopped since.

It was hanging by strong ropes that were attached to pillars in the beach house. We had Pamela sit in it. We used the upper ropes to hook her feet in. It left her suspended in mid air with her legs spread wide open.

Enrique masturbated her with a green dildo while she held her pussy open for him. She was screaming and moaning and shaking like a drug addict.

Enrique tossed the dildo aside and shoved his eager prick inside of her. Her pussy was so hot and swollen by now that there was hardly any resistant as he penetrated her. He rammed her pussy hard while he kept the chair from moving with his muscular arms.

Most women love getting fucked in the hammock chair. It's a different feeling, an odd feeling of weightlessness that many women find so erotic that they shoot off one orgasm after another in a relatively short amount of time.

"Make her cum, dude," I said. And that he did.

Her face was growing more contorted with every orgasm; Enrique's cock was getting shinier. After a while, a lot of cum had splashed all over his pubic hairs and it was getting just as wet as her pussy.

"I cuh-mee!" moaned Pamela. I'm cumming!

I was quiet now. I was too much into watching them fuck to say anything.

Enrique turned her around and fucked her doggy style, which amazed me even more because I didn't think it was possible to get into that position in the hammock chair.

They fucked all over the place. He'd be on top, then she'd be on top; then they'd fuck on the floor, and then on the couch with Pamela grinding her bald cunt on his prick.

Pamela got up and Enrique laid her on the coffee table, of all places. Her legs flew up and his cock flew back in. They were both sweating and Pamela's hair looked a horrible mess.

"Fuck meee!" she moaned. "Si, si! Oh, si!"

Enrique pulled out. He felt his balls about burst. He started jacking off while he fingered Pamela with his other hand. She was rubbing her tits as she watched him, eagerly waiting for his seed to spill across her body.

He stopped stroking his meat, pointed it at her, and a load of sticky cum came squirting free. It landed all over her belly and tits.

She wiped some up with her finger before he was done cumming and licked it off. She did it again and again until most of it was in her mouth or spread around her lips.

They didn't stop for a while longer. There were a few minutes of fondling and playing in each other's juices before they remembered I was there watching.

Pamela smiled at me and blew me a kiss good-bye. I took that to mean, the show is over so leave while I get dressed. I did, and when they came out, we took Pamela home.

The only thing we could talk about on the way back was the fact that it was only our first day there and one of us had already gotten laid.

We had dinner with Enrique's family, finished getting settled in, and went to bed so we'd be rested for whatever tomorrow had in store for us.

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She was not a bad girl, but she was one of the most mischievous girls of her time. She loved sex like everyone else, but there was something about the thrill of doing it under abnormal circumstances that made her hot. Having sex with her father’s boss was her most abnormal, most enjoyable time.

It was her 18th birthday. Her father asked to leave work early that day to pick up a birthday cake at the bakery. It was surprise for his boss, Dave, because her dad had been working for him for two years and never said anything about a daughter.

“I’ll tell you what,” Dave said, “I’m just gonna finish this up and lock up. You go be with your family.”

“So you don’t mind?”

“No, I don’t mind.”

“Great. If my wife calls, tell her I went to the bank.”

“You got it,” replied Dave, never looking up from his work.

Summer’s dad left. Fifteen minutes later, a gorgeous blonde showed up. Dave was stunned by her beauty. He stood straight up when he saw her and asked, “May I help you?”

“Yes, I was looking for my dad, Alex.”

“Oh, you must be his daughter, Summer.”

“Yeah, I was going to surprise him.”

“You just missed him. He just left.”

She frowned. “Really? I needed a ride. I got dropped off here.”

“That’s alright,” he said reassuringly. “I can give you a ride if you want. So it’s your birthday, huh?”

She smiled and said, “Yeah, I just turned eighteen.”

Turning eighteen was like a big accomplishment. It seemed like she could do anything she wanted now. She was a woman at last.

“What’d you ask for for your birthday?” asked Dave.

“Well, I wanted a new car but I don’t think my dad could afford it.”

Dave looked up and glared at her as if she’d insulted him. “I pay your dad pretty well.”

“Yeah, but…right now he’s having trouble with the bills and like…well he said if he worked extra hard—and maybe got a bonus—he could buy me one by next summer.”

The way she tacitly implied that he wasn’t paying her dad enough was getting under his skin. He just nodded and said, “I see.”

“Mr. Simmons?”

“Call me Dave.”

“Alright Dave. Do you think my dad’s gonna be able to buy me a new car?”

“Things are kind of tight around here now. The quarterly figures haven’t even come in yet.” Now she was really starting to piss him off.

She could see it on face. She apologized and said, “I probably shouldn’t have asked you that.”

“No, you shouldn’t have,” Dave said quickly, and returned to his work.

He was moving faster because he had so much anger boiling inside him and because he wanted to finish so he could hurry up and drop this girl off. Dave was a good man but he had little patience for rudeness, and Summer’s behavior so far was what he would consider rude. She’d just met him, he’d offered her a ride home, and all she could do was nag him about her father’s pay, which was actually high considering his work experience.

“Is there anything I can do to help out?” Summer asked.

Dave had a glimmer in his eye. He started laughing as a dirty thought passed through his mind. He contemplated whether or not he should say it out loud. Fuck it. Why not?

“Well, there is one thing, but I don’t know if you’d be interested or not.”

“What is that?”

He started getting nervous.

“I might be able to compensate your dad if…uh…if you did something for me.” He got a little more nervous. “You see, when you get older you’ll understand that people have needs. Like right now you have a need for a new car; I have a need to be satisfied. So maybe we can work something out.”

He was really shitting bricks now.

He gazed at her waiting for a response. She looked surprised, but not angry, which was fine.

She said, “I don’t understand. How can my dad get a raise like that?”

“Tell you what. Why don’t you show me your breasts?”

“You wouldn’t tell my dad, would you?” she said with a big, seductive smile as she looked him up and down and licked her lips.

“It’ll be our little secret.”

He approached her and raised her shirt. Her tits were small, but cute and her left nipple had the sexiest piercing.

Dave was a big man, full of muscle and sinew. He lifted her onto the work bench with hardly any effort. He touched her flat stomach and rubbed up and down between her tits and belly.

Summer opened her legs and allowed her miniskirt to ride up. She was wearing white panties that were easily visible.

She watched Dave eyeing her body. She could see his passion displayed across his face like words on paper. It aroused her, made her want him more. He was older too and that added to the excitement.

He kissed her thighs and then kissed each nipple. His cock began to swell.

Summer slipped out of her panties and started to finger fuck herself. She circled her clit as Dave pleasured her sensitive nipples with his strong jaws. Her pussy was drenched in seconds.

Her eyes were closed. They popped open when she heard his zipper come down. His cock popped out. It was damn near as big as he was. He was stroking it. It got harder and longer. He smacked her thigh with it and said, “You like that? Have you ever seen one of those? Put your hand on it.”

She touched it and it jumped in her hand. She started rubbing it. It was intriguing the way it responded to her every touch. It jerked up when she stroked it one way and spasmed in and out when she touched it another way. It seemed like an independent, living organism that was attached to him. it seemed like it had a mind of its own.

“You should put your mouth on it,” Dave said after a minute of moaning.

Still on the table, she got on her knees in a bending position and licked his vein. She took the swollen cock head in her mouth, slurped it, and then sucked as much of him as she could in her mouth.

“You like that?” Dave asked.

“Uh-huh,” she replied. It was fun sucking dick. It was kind of like sucking an ice cycle, but without the sweet flavor or the cold chill. The more she sucked, the bigger it got in her mouth.

She lay flat on the table, which meant she had to hold her head upward to suck his cock, making her throat straight and able to devour more of it.

“Ohhhh. Swallow it,” groaned Dave as Summer was using her hand to feed more of his dick between her lips.

She let it go and made the muscles in the back of her throat relax. She sucked him as deep as she could—deeper and deeper until she felt the urge to gag. She ignored the feeling and used her soft lips to feed more of his massive cock in her mouth until her lips touched pubic hair. She pulled away and it came out of her mouth with a loud smack and left gobs of saliva dripping down his shaft.

Summer lifted his shirt. He took it as a signal that she wanted him to take his shirt off. He did so.

As horny as she was, her lust was magnified ten times when she saw his bulging muscles underneath. Dave was ripped. His chest and arms were huge and his stomach was flat and rippled with abs.

It made her pussy tingle even more, and soon her sweet juices were oozing from her nest.

Dave started moaning and massaging her back and ass. The more ass he felt, the more he wanted to slip inside of her young pussy. “I wanna fuck you,” he whispered. “Stand up.”

She stood on the work table. Dave lay down, pointed his cock straight up and said, “Here’s where I want you to sit. Right on this big dick.”

Summer lowered her body. She felt the bulging cock head pushing at her tiny hole as she eased onto his prick.

Dave watched his cock disappear into her pussy. It was so hot and warm, and so very tight. It had been a long time since he’d fucked a woman this young. He’d forgotten how tight their cunts were at that age.

He moaned loudly and his head fell back as the intense pleasure took control of him. He felt a slight pull as she rose up and then a warm squeeze as she lowered back down.

She was bouncing fast and hard on him and she was screaming and crying out. He looked down and saw her bouncing her tattooed ass on his prick and nearly lost it himself, but things really got hot when she fell off of him. Instead of stopping to get balanced again, Dave took over and started pounding her from the side.

Summer’s legs were spread wide. Her pussy was so tight and hot.

“Fuck me!” she screamed. “Oh, yes! Fuck me harder! Fuck the shit out of me! Oh, yeah!”

She gasped for a much needed breath of air. Dave was obeying every command and ramming her tender pussy with all the force he could muster.

“Oh, yeah, I’m gonna cum all over your fucking cock!”

“You’re gonna squirt all over me?” Dave moaned.

“YEAH!”

“You’re gonna squirt that pussy juice all over my cock?”

“Ohhhh, my god!!!” she screamed as her pussy began to spasm and squirt cunt juice. Dave felt it too. Her pussy got twice as hot and very slick all of sudden. His balls and pubic hair was drenched.

“Oh…oh fuck!” she cried out. “Fuck me!”

She was young, but definitely the wildest woman that Dave had ever been with. All this screaming was making him lust for her more.

He wanted to really pound her, but he couldn’t do it lying on their sides. He made her lay her on her back. He pinned her legs high, slammed his cock back inside of her, and drilled harder.

“Oh, yes! Pound that pussy! Fuck the shit out of me!” screamed Summer as Dave was manhandling her sweet hole.

Dave was sweating profusely. His legs were cramped and tired. His muscles were exhausted and telling him to stop. But he couldn’t stop. His lust wouldn’t let him.

He pounded her harder and harder. His balls were smacking her ass. They were both moaning and growling like two predators fighting.

“Fuck me, yes, oh fuck! It’s so good!”

“You’re gonna make me cum,” groaned Dave. “You wanna taste my cum?”

“Yeah.”

He pulled his cock from her moist haven and they both sat up, Summer with her mouth wide open and her tongue extended. Dave jerked his cock in her face until ropes of sticky spunk shot free of it.

Every drop found its target. She caught it in her mouth and let it drip all over his cock when he was done cumming. She used her tongue to smear it all over the cock head and some dripped down his penis.

“Ooh,” said Dave, amazed that his employee’s daughter would be such a slut. Her dad was so docile. You’d think his daughter would be the same way.

“I think you earned that car," he said. He took her home.

It was the first of many secret lustful evenings. Her father never knew the difference.

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“Looks like a court day?” she said, half smiling.

Fred lifted the tie and said, “A tell-tell sign.”

“Come home early; I’ll make you dinner,” she said as she rolled over to go back to sleep.

Fred was one of the best divorce lawyers in the state. He ran a private practice with two secretaries that were busy at work when he walked in the office.

He greeted them and stood at the doorway looking at them as he sipped his coffee. Red was a redhead with big tits who could be really pretty if she’d just tone down on the makeup.

Joanne was thicker than Red, but in a voluptuous way. She had puffy blonde hair and some enormous breasts. She wore fake eyelashes and too much lipstick, but it gave her a sex appeal that was similar to Marilyn Monroe.

They were docile around the boss, but Fred had a feeling that they had a wild side in bed. The problem was that they were both lesbians, but it didn’t stop him from fantasizing.

Almost every morning, he would do the same thing that he was doing right now: sip his coffee as his eyes danced up and down their bodies filming a mental, pornographic movie. He would imagine how they would look in their underwear and how they would look topless or even what color their nipples were.

It happened subconsciously, of course, and he never knew he was doing it until he would glance at one of their faces and catch one of them frowning or rolling her eyes at him. This time it was Red rolling her eyes at him so he headed to his office to meet with his client.

He sat at his desk. She was sitting on the other side with an attitude written all over her face.

“I didn’t get an ounce of sleep last night. I can’t stand the thought of seeing him again,” said Mrs. Jones.

She was pissed off because she was going through a messy divorce and she thought the case would be over the last time they went in. She was wrong. It got delayed because her soon-to-be ex-husband’s lawyer found a minor technicality that postponed it until today.

“We’ll be in and out in less than two hours,” said Fred trying to calm her down.

She stood and started walking to the other side of the desk. “Two hours?” she barked in frustration. “Do you know how long two hours is? Maybe I should take some Valium or something?”

Fred stood and grabbed her gently by the shoulders. “It’s his head that’s on the chopping block, not yours,” he said trying not to laugh at how overdramatic his client was acting. “And no Valium. I don’t want you looking like some drug addict.”

She looked him up and down. He was standing very close to her. It seemed to trigger something in her. Her anger disappeared immediately. She touched his chest lovingly and smiled at him.

“We don’t have time,” said Fred. He knew what she wanted. They’d been sleeping together since a few weeks after he began working on the case.

“To hell with them. Let them wait,” Mrs. Jones said.

Everything inside of Fred told him not to do it except for the few inches that were starting to stretch and harden in his briefs.

He returned her affection by tenderly touching her elbows and then her upper arms and then her back, which led to him pulling her closer and squeezing a handful of her tender ass. Their lips met and the room was filled with the sound of lips smacking together.

Fred sat in his leather chair. Mrs. Jones leaned on him and continued kissing as she helped him loosen his tie and get his suit jacket off.

She leaned back and felt the huge bulged in his thin designer pants. It was already hard, but the sight of Mrs. Jones in her green dress hiked all the way up to her thighs made it start throbbing as it jumped in her hand.

Fred kissed her as he stroked her long blonde hair and guided her head down towards his waiting prick.

She pulled his pants down and pulled his meaty cock out. Fred looked down and saw a head of blonde hair bobbing up and down as her wet mouth engulfed his cock whole.

“Ohhh,” moaned Fred as his semen shot into Mrs. Jones’s awaiting mouth. She swallowed it as it came out.

He gently grabbed her by the head, lifted it up, looked deep into her eyes, and gave her a long, wet kiss. Once he got himself looking descent again, he and his client went to court.

After Judy finally got out of bed she went straight to Jill’s house. Jill used to be just an acquaintance of Judy. They’d recently become best friend’s because they were both in dismal relationships.

They turned to each other for comfort, but they handled their problems entirely different. Jill, a blonde spitfire with huge tits and an insatiable hunger for sex, chose to look to other men to ease her pains of the heart, while Judy, demure in nature, coped with her problems by confiding in Jill and sulking in her sorrows.

“You’re not thinking about doing anything crazy like getting a divorce, are you?” asked Judy.

“No, of course not. Tom’s trucking business makes too much money,” Jill replied. “I’m just restless and depressed I guess.”

“You could try taking a vacation. Huh? You and Tom; go to someplace exotic? That usually works.”

“I don’t want to go anywhere with Tom. The spark just isn’t there. I guess I’m tired of him.”

“So what are you going to do?”

“You know how a man gets so excited when you first start dating him? I guess I want to experience that again.”

Judy’s face remained passive, but she was getting excited on the inside. Jill didn’t want to leave her husband, yet she wanted to feel the excitement of a new relationship. That could only mean one thing.

“Well could you tell me about it at the store because I have to go grocery shopping?” asked Judy.

Jill smiled brightly, said, “As long as you do all the listening, I’ll go anywhere with you.”

They continued talking about ways to fix their relationships while they shopped. It turned out that Judy was right in her assumption that Jill was going to start having an affair. She’d been seeing one of the truck drivers who worked for her husband.

Judy wanted to hear every detail, but there wasn’t much to tell. They hadn’t done anything other than flirt because the driver was too afraid of losing his job to take a chance on having sex even though it was obvious that he was dying for it.

The majority of their conversation dealt with this topic, but Judy came up with a great idea to catch her husband’s attention before they parted ways. They stopped in a clothing store to pick up the right “tools” for the job.

Later that night, Judy showered and put on a very sexy lingerie set. It was black, laced, and most of it was see-through. The panties were thin and showed a generous amount of her pussy and ass. The pushup bra was a size too small so it could really accentuate her ample breasts.

To say the least, she was a knock out!

She called Fred to the room when she heard him come through the door. She stood with her back to him waiting for a reaction. She heard footsteps and felt his soft hands touch her shoulders.

She smiled knowing that her plan had worked. Her pussy started to seep her sweet juice, happy that her long drought was about to come to a close.

He kissed her shoulder, then her neck, and walked around her so he could face her. “You look beautiful,” he said.

“Why don’t you do something about it then?” Judy flirted.

She took a step back and lie on the bed. Fred followed a step behind her.

“Would you like to hear about last night?” asked Judy while sitting at the kitchen table at Jill’s house the next day.

“I’m all ears.”

“Remember the lingerie that you helped me pick out? I put it on for Fred…with all the trimmings. I wanted to surprise him when he came home from work. At first he pretended to be excited. But then that was all there was because he couldn’t even keep an erection. He’s really pathetic.”

“I’m sorry. Well what do you make of it?”

“I guess he’s just not interested in me anymore.”

“You can’t base that on a single occurrence.”

“I’m not basing it on one occurrence; it’s been going on for a while.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“It wasn’t this bad before. It’s just hitting rock bottom now.”

Jill was quiet for a moment. She could see pain all over Judy’s face. She appeared to be on the verge of tears.

Jill had never been the type who listened very well, but now that she was really listening, she could see what horrible condition her friend was in mentally. Judy hadn’t been happy for a long time but Jill was too caught up in her affair with the truck driver to notice.

“What are you going to do?”

“I don’t know.” She looked up for the first time. “Any suggestions?”

Jill laughed because Judy should have known better than to ask advice from somebody like her.

Judy looked out the window and said, “I think he’s having an affair. What do you think?”

“Isn’t that what it usually is?”

Judy arched an eyebrow and nodded. “Yeah, I just didn’t wanna admit it to myself.”

“You put him to the test and you’re facing up to it now.”

Jill was right but she didn’t want to throw her whole relationship away based on a hunch. She went home and decided to do some detective work. There’s no better place to search for information than from your husband’s best friend, who happened to be one of Judy’s closest friends too, so she called him over.

They sat on the couch and she thanked him for coming over. She wasn’t in a mood for bullshitting so she got straight to the point and asked him if Fred was having an affair.

Sid was shocked by the question and felt very uncomfortable. Judy and Fred were both his friends. He didn’t want to betray one to be loyal to the other.

“Fred’s my partner,” he said.

“Yeah, so? You and I go back a lot farther than you and Fred.”

“Yeah. We’ve been good friends a long time.”

“Very good friends,” she reminded him. She made it sound like he had an obligation to tell her everything.

At that moment, Sid couldn’t help but wonder how good a lawyer Judy might have been if she would have chosen law as her career. She could be very manipulative when she wanted something and she had the type of appearance, demeanor, and tone of voice that made people trust her within minutes of meeting her.

“Well?” she asked.

“I’m happy to say that I have no reason to believe that Fred is seeing another woman.”

Shockingly, Judy’s expression grew sadder as the realization of what was happening set in. “I guess that means he’s just lost interest in me then,” she said.

“Why do you say that?”

“Shall I go into graphic detail for you?” said Judy, trying to salvage what was left of her sense of humor.

“Whatever it is, I’m sure it’s just a phase he’s going through.”

There was a long silence while all the possibilities rushed through her head.

“You look great,” said Sid.

She flashed a genuine smile and thanked him. It had been a long time since anyone other than Jill had given her a compliment.

“You know, I don’t know anybody that has it together better than you,” he added.

“Then how come you were never interested in me?” said Judy with a rye smile.

“Who says I wasn’t? You’ve always had a boyfriend and plenty of guys standing in line.”

Judy’s smile brightened immensely. “So you’re saying you were interested in me?”

He didn’t like where this conversation was going. He only complimented her to make her feel better about herself. He wasn’t expecting to end up flirting with his best friend’s wife, but there was no turning back now.

“Everybody’s interested in you,” he said. “Including me.”

Judy’s eyes were wide open and her smile had stretched the width of her face. She was playing with her hair and fidgeting like a schoolgirl. “How come you never said anything?” she asked.

“Because when a girl likes a guy, he knows,” Sid said cockily.

“I guess so, but you were never the type for settling down anyway. You’re still not married.”

“Getting back to Fred—I’m sure whatever he’s going through is just temporary and he’ll snap out of it. I gotta go.”

They got up.

“Hey, thanks for coming over. I needed someone to talk to. I appreciate it.”

There was another uncomfortable silence until Judy broke it with a quick kiss on Sid’s mouth. She couldn’t look him in the eye after that. She was blushing and smiling and so was he.

“Thanks,” she said again.

Sid stepped around her and headed to the door. “Don’t do anything foolish,” he called over his shoulder.

“I never would…unless it was with you.”

Although he wanted to, he didn’t respond. He went straight to his minivan and waited until he was inside before he adjusted a very uncomfortable, throbbing boner. He didn’t want Judy to see him if she was watching through a window.

Up to that point, he had never given the possibility of having sex with Judy real consideration. The thought had crossed his mind on many occasions, usually during those wild nights that he spent with his hand and a jar of Vaseline, but he never thought it could happen in real life.

He reflexively turned the wipers on as the rain started beating down on his wind shield, but he paid the world around him no mind. He was lost in the mental images playing in his head.

The thought of making love to a woman like Judy—Hmmm.

“Are you okay?” asked Red.

“Yes, what made you say that?”

“I don’t know. I can sense something is wrong.”

“No, nothing,” said Joanne. Her face said otherwise. She was wearing a frown the size California and she hadn’t said anything all day.

Red asked repeatedly until Joanne gave in. “I love you so much,” Joanne said, “and I would just die if I caught you with another woman…” There was a slight pause, then she added, “…or man.”

Red knew her better than that. She wasn’t worried about other women. She was worried about men.

“I would never do that to you,” she pleaded and crossed the room so she could comfort her girlfriend.

“I know; it’s just that I’m so jealous. It’s the way you look at men. It’s like you miss them.”

Red was shaking her head before she was halfway done with her statement. “I love only you, Joanne. I admit sometimes I think of men, but I can never love a man, not even a little.”

“Then you wouldn’t do it with a man?”

Red laughed, said, “Of course, not. Maybe together and then we’d throw him away when we’re done.”

They both started laughing. They gave each other a quick kiss and went back to work.

About an hour later, Joanne looked up from her desk and said, “Let’s do it. I wanna make love.”

“I’d love to but we don’t have time. Sid could be back at any time.”

Joanne grimaced and said, “It’s going to be hell getting through this day.”

The phone started ringing Red answered it. It was Sid calling to check his messages and tell them he would be stopping for lunch before he came back to the office.

They got naked immediately, both of them with a huge set of tits that spilled out of their bras. Red leaned against one of the desks and raised a leg onto it, revealing her trimmed pussy with small red hairs covering it.

Joanne wasted no time dropping to her knees to get a taste. She was a lot hornier than usual. She loved having sex at work because it reminded her of their first time together.

She licked Red’s slit from her asshole to her clit and kept going a little further so she could feel her pubic hairs tickle her tongue. A few licks later, Red’s pussy was soaked and she was moaning in ecstasy. Joanne slid a finger in her and eased it in and out as she licked her clit.

“Oh, yeah!” cried Red.

She looked down so she could watch and an orgasm hit her so hard she almost slipped off the desk. Her legs trembled and stiffened and her pussy convulsed as it spurted hot juice into Joanne’s mouth.

“Oh, fuck me with your tongue!”

That, Joanne did. She swallowed every drop of cum she could. Her tongue never stopped its assault on Red’s hot clit. Sometimes she’d pull back and finger fuck so she could get a joy out of watching her lover quiver as one orgasm after another hit her.

“I want to taste you,” Red managed to mumble, so they trading places.

Red kissed Joanne passionately before she went down on her. She wanted to taste her own pussy juice, something she liked doing because it seemed so kinky and made her a lot hornier every time she did it.

She first discovered this when she would suck her own pussy juice off her ex-boyfriends’ cocks when she was dating men. Joanne didn’t have a cock so she had to suck it off her lips by kissing her repeatedly with tongues attacking until she couldn’t taste it anymore.

Joanne sat completely on the desk with her legs spread wide apart. Her pussy was trimmed a lot more than Red’s. It was tapered into a puffy triangle with a fat clit protruding beneath it.

Red opened her pussy lips and dove right into it. It was already soaking wet and shining as Red dipped her tongue into the pool of love juice inside of it.

She gyrated her tongue on Joanne’s clit and slurped at it.

“Like that!” screamed Joanne.

She tossed her head back and savored every moment. She knew they had limited time and having sex at work was her favorite place to have sex. Opportunities were rare because someone was always at the office, so when one came up, she really let herself go wild.

She felt a finger enter her pussy followed by another. She looked down and saw Red pulling both fingers out and sticking them in her mouth to suck the juice off, and then slide them back in.

Joanne’s cunt was tingling madly now. Both women were talking nasty to each other as Red slid both fingers back inside her.

Her tits were so big and they were driving Red crazy. She started licking her pussy again.

“Make me cum on your tongue!” pleaded Joanne. “Ohhhh!” she screamed at the top of her lungs. “Ohhh…myyyy…gooooood!”

Cunt juice was spilling into Red’s mouth like a waterfall. Joanne grabbed her hair and forcefully pushed her face deeper into her hot nest while she thrust her horny pussy at her mouth.

She waited for this orgasm to cease before she pulled her up and gave her another kiss so they could share in each other’s juices.

They got dressed in a hurry, opened a window to let the office air out, and went back to work as if nothing had happened.

They finished just in time because Fred walked in with his client about three minutes later. She looked pissed and he didn’t look too happy either. They went straight to the office without saying a word.

“I can’t believe we have to go back again!” barked Mrs. Jones.

“His attorney is being very aggressive.”

“Aggressive? He’s being an asshole! He just wants to make me miserable! You gotta do something about this!”

She was right, thought Fred. He did need to do something about this, not because it was his job to win for his client, but because he was getting so sick of her bitching all the time and putting such a ridiculous amount of pressure on him as if he was some kind of miracle worker.

That’s when an idea popped into his head.

He said, “I’m gonna put a private investigator on this. Maybe he can come up with something that we can use as a bargaining chip.”

“Just do what you gotta do. Make sure you keep me out of court and away from that bastard.”

Judy went back to Jill’s house after Sid left. She was dying to tell her everything that had happened.

“So do you think that I always wanted to sleep with Sid?” She asked.

“From what you tell me, yes,” Jill replied.

“That’s my husband’s partner; I must be insane.”

Jill flashed a devilish grin and said, “But it’s also very exciting, right?”

There was a part of her that wanted Judy to cheat just because she was planning to do it and both of them cheating would give them more to talk about.

“Doing it to someone new,” continued Jill, “can give you a real high. I have someone new on the horizon too.”

“What?” asked Judy, excited?

“He’s a truck driver that works for my husband.”

“He works for your husband! Isn’t that cutting it a little close to home?”

“You should talk,” said Jill.

“Hey, just because I’m crazy doesn’t mean you have to be,” she joked. “So does he know how you feel about him?”

“No, but he’s been stealing looks at me when I go and see Tom. He tries to be discreet but he can’t help himself. Oooh, it turns me on to watch him squirm whenever I’m around.”

They both giggled. “You and me are a real mess, you know that?” said Judy.

“Maybe, but so what? We gotta live.”

“That, we do,” said Jill.

Back at the law office, Sid was pretty much doing the same thing. Judy was all he could think about. His cock stayed hard all day. He decided to go home to his “friend,” Samantha, to get his mind off of her.

Samantha was a beautiful blonde with a shapely figure and great personality. She was far younger than Sid and still in college.

Just being around her wasn’t helping so he made love to her. They sat on the couch snuggling when it was over. It didn’t last as long as usual and Sid was very quiet. It was just the two of them breathing and holding each other while they stared at the wall.

They both had something on their mind that had been eating away at them so Samantha decided get hers out in the open. She looked over her shoulder and said, “This probably isn’t the best time, but are we ever going to be anything else to each other besides just living together?”

Sid looked away. He thought it over and said, “Do you mean what I think you mean?”

“Yes. That taboo subject called marriage.”

“Well, I haven’t really given it much thought and I wasn’t aware that you were thinking about it either.”

“How can I not think about it? I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

“I love you too but it doesn’t necessarily mean we have to get married.”

She sat up and said, “It means a long-term commitment.” Sid didn’t respond. Frustrated, she said, “I’m sorry I brought it up.” She got up and left.

With everything that’s going on in my life, thought Sid, I don’t need this shit.

It had been a long day, but night came at last. Fred and Judy were lying in bed. The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife.

Fred was wondering if she suspected anything yet. Judy had just grown disgusted and fed up with him.

He never touched her ever and it made her mad because she knew Sid wouldn’t be lying there like a pussy if he were in bed with her. He’d lay her flat and eat her pussy after shoving his dick in her mouth and then fuck her silly.

Her pussy got hot thinking about it. Her mind was made up. She was going to fuck Sid the next time they were alone together.

As usual, she met with Jill the first chance she got and told her about it, but Jill had a story that was far more interesting.

She had borrowed Judy’s house to have sex with that truck driver and fucked him all over the living room. She sat there and gave Judy a blow-by-blow description of everything they did, every minute detail.

It sounded like Jill had had a lot of fun. With every word that came out of Jill’s mouth, Judy tried to imagine herself doing the same thing with Sid. It turned her on a lot, and Jill could have sworn she saw Judy playing with her pussy under the table at one point.

“Would you do it again?” asked Judy.

“Hell, yeah. I love being desired by a man with a high sexual appetite.”

“But what about a relationship?”

“That’s what I got you for.” They both started laughing.

The telephone rang. It was Sid on the other end. Her heart skipped a beat. This was her chance to make something happen but she didn’t want to talk about it with Jill around. Luckily, Sid asked to see her so she didn’t have to.

“The door’s open;”she said, “come on in and lock it behind you.” They hung up.

Judy was nervous, eager, and excited all at once. Jill got up and left hoping that her friend would have a story of her own to tell in the morning.

Judy wore the exact same outfit that she was wearing the night she tried to seduce her husband into having sex with her. She waited in the bedroom for Sid to come in.

She was really nervous now that she was going to go through with it, but Sid set her mind at ease. He was calm and gentle with her. He treated her like precious gem from the beginning.

Sid pulled her in close and kissed her while he touched her tender, warm flesh. Judy’s lips were a little tense at first, but she loosened up quickly as a wave of tingles trickles through her chest and belly.

She reached for his zipper. He reached for her bra straps. They were both naked in a few minutes, and when Sid saw how well Judy was built, his tender affection quickly turned into an animalistic lust.

He already knew Judy was beautiful, but he had no idea she looked this good naked. Her tits were a lot bigger than they appeared when they were snuggled behind a bra; her waist was thin; and she had curvy hips and a succulent, juicy pussy with tapered, black, pubic hair.

Judy saw the change in his facial expression. It scared her at first, but she started to feed from it after a few seconds of staring into his eyes. Her inhibitions were totally gone and replaced by a wanton desire to be fucked and degraded.

Sid led her to the king-sized bed. He lay on it with his legs wide open. Judy crawled between them like an animal—keeping her eyes fixed on Sid—opened her mouth, and latched her lips around his swollen cock. She was in a bent position with her head down and her ass stuck high in the air.

Sid’s cock was average, not too big but definitely not too small, just the right size for great oral sex. She could almost deep-throat it every time.

It smelled of soap and tasted of salty pre-cum. She slid it into her mouth until it reached the back of her throat and rose up with hard suction until it popped out to her mouth. She let her tongue slide along the vein, then turned her head sideways and massaged his cock with her soft lips before swallowing it back down again.

She looked up and saw Sid with his head back, eyes rolling into the sockets, and mouthing words that were barely audible. His stomach was tense and he was digging into the bed with his nails.

Happy that she was giving a good blowjob, she started sucking him faster and stroked his meat with hand. She slurped it harder and had his whole pelvic area as well as her mouth, chin, and the lower part of her nose, covered in saliva.

Her pussy was steamy wet. As if Sid could read her mind, he pulled her mouth off his dick, motioned her to turn around, and slammed it in her horny nest.

It was a little painful at first because Judy hadn’t been fucked in so long, but she adjusted to—or just ignored—the pain and rammed her ass back at him, forcing his cock deeper inside with every thrust.

Judy lost all the strength in her arms. Her head fell to the bed, putting her at an even better angle to get fucked. Sid held onto her by her butt cheeks and pounded at that sweet pussy until he felt an orgasmic tingle forming in cock.

He wanted it to last longer, but it was like he couldn’t control his body anymore. Between the sight of Judy’s ass, her arched back, and the sound of her screaming at the top of her lungs, he was powerless to slow his pace or do anything else that would prolong their erotic encounter.

He pulled out and let his cum fly. Every drop landed right on her ass and dripped down to her pussy and asshole. Sid used his cock to spread it around, smearing it on her asshole and pussy hole.

Maybe I’ll get pregnant, Judy thought, smiling at the possibility. It would serve my husband right.

Sid leaned forward and kissed her shoulder. She rolled over and they started kissing some more, both with happy smiles on their faces.

“That was wonderful.”

“Yes. It was,” said Sid.

“Let’s do it again?” asked Judy, and it was on for the second time.

It wasn’t as good as the first, but it was still nice, and at least Judy got to have her pussy licked this time after they wiped all of Sid’s cock juice out of it.

They took a shower together after they were done. They parted ways after some small-talk and Judy fell right to sleep.

She woke up about two hours later and went to Jill’s house. Jill was all smiles listening to her friend’s story. She felt closer to Judy than ever because now they both had a naughty little secret in common.

Judy and Sid hooked up again the following day. This time they had sex all over the living room.

When they were done and cuddling on the couch, Sid said, “For my sanity’s sake, we’ve got to tell Fred.” His conscience had been eating away at him since yesterday but he still couldn’t resist having sex with Judy.

Judy said, “I know. I will.” There was a long pause, then she looked up and said, “Will you marry me?”

Sid laughed, but then he realized she was serious. He thought about it. It made sense. They did love each other, sex was good even it they’d only done it twice, they never disagreed on anything, and they’d known each other for a very long time.

He accepted.

When he left, Judy showered—alone this time—and called her Fred. She told him she needed him to come home because she needed to talk to him.

“I need to talk to you as well. I’ll be right home,” said Fred.

Judy’s stomach was twisting and turning the whole time she was waiting. Every minute seemed to fly by. She was terribly anxious about how this would affect Fred, and if they would remain friends when it was over.

She felt ashamed for cheating on him because she wasn’t even a hundred percent sure he had been cheating on her. After all, what had Fred actually done besides not making love to her? Nothing. It never crossed her mind that the reason he was celebate might have been because he was busy at work trying to provide a good life for her.

She was so guilt-stricken that there were a few times when she had to wipe away tears while she waited. She kept having visions of her poor husband working long hours to keep food on the table while she was at home fucking his co-worker like a slut.

She nearly had a heart attack when she heard the living room door open and shut. Fred came into the bedroom a few seconds later. Neither of them could look at the other. Fred paced the room as he undid his tie.

Judy decided the best way to do it is just to blurt it out, but Fred beat her to the punch. Just as she had worked up enough courage to say something, Fred started pouring his heart out.

“This is not easy for me to say, Judy,” he said. “I love you more than anything in the world, but I’m gonna be honest with you regardless of the consequences.”

That was all Judy needed to hear to know that her assumption was right. Fred had been having an affair. She wasn’t angry though. On the contrary, she was happy. There was no need to feel guilty anymore. They were even now, and at last, her husband was being honest with her, which was what she’d wanted in the first place.

“I’ve been having an affair with a client,” continued Fred. “Look, it’s the one time I’ve been unfaithful to you. It was purely physical, not that that makes any difference.”

It was true. Mrs. Jones was a sexy woman and she kept throwing herself at him, especially when the case was going good. Before he called home earlier that day, he had just gotten finished having sex with her again. As a matter of fact, that was the reason he decided to confess to Judy.

He’d just won the case for Mrs. Jones. She got a settlement of more than $2 million. It made her particularly horny and she started seducing him once again.

It was a wild fuck in his office and it wasn’t just a blowjob this time. There was dick sucking, pussy licking, fucking on the desk, in the chair, and doggy style standing up, and Mrs. Jones even took his condom off so he could cum in her mouth.

She didn’t make any effort to keep quiet either. She was moaning loud enough to wake the dead the whole time. Joanne and Red were giggling at them when they came out and that’s when he realized things were getting out of hand and he needed to regain control of his life.

A few minutes later, he was on the phone with Judy. Now he was standing two feet from her waiting for a response.

“I wasn’t sure, but I had my suspicions,” Judy said finally.

“I don’t know why I did it. You’re the best wife a man could ever have.”

Not quite, though Judy.

Fred sat on the bed with her and said, “I can’t stand the thought of losing you. You gotta give me another chance. Please. Give it some thought. If you want me to leave the house now, I’ll understand.”

“No, I don’t need you to leave but give me some time to think, okay?”

He left the bedroom and Judy began to think. Forgiving him wouldn’t be a problem. She had already done that. What she needed to think about was who she wanted to be with. Just a few hours ago, she was supposed to be divorcing him so she could marry Sid. Everything had changed in the blink of an eye.

Fred was gone when she woke up the next morning. He’d slept on the couch.

The phone rang. She checked the caller ID. It was Sid. She picked up the phone and held it to her ear without saying anything.

“Are you there?” said Sid.

“Yeah.”

“Did you tell him?”

“No, I didn’t tell him. Sid, I love you and I love Fred too, but I’m married to him and that’s a commitment that I have to keep.”

He was quiet for a long time while he gathered himself together. “I’m disappointed but I expected it. I understand.”

“Thank you for understanding. Thank you for not making it too difficult for me.”

“At least you finally flirted with me,” Sid joked.

“Hey, at least you were finally about to make a commitment,” Judy joked back. Seriously she said, “You’ll always have a place in my heart.”

“Ditto for me, Kiddo.” They hung up.

Sid didn’t move from that spot for a long time.  His life seemed empty now.

He’d won Judy and lost her that fast. The other love of his life, Samantha, was completely moved out because she didn’t want to be “just living together” anymore. She walked in the house and sat down across from him.

“I wasn’t expecting to see you,” said Sid.

“I didn’t want to leave without telling you goodbye,” said Samantha.

“You’re all moved out and everything?”

“Yeah,” answered Samantha. “I found a nice single apartment.”

Single, thought Sid. Funny how that word rang in his head and left such a negative impression.

“You leaving and everything—it takes some getting used to.”

“Yes, I know. Are you alright?” asked Samantha. Sid didn’t look very well.

“No I’m not alright. I want you back.”

“What?”

“I’ll take care of you.”

“I’m very confused.”

“Well, I’m not for once.”

“What’s going on with you?”

Sid got up and sat beside her. he held her hands and said, “Will you marry me?”

“Yes, but tell me what’s going on.” She was happy about the proposal, but very confused. Sid was so against marriage he was willing to let her go so easily as if she never meant anything to him, and now, all of a sudden, he was ready to get married.

“I’m ready to make a commitment to you; that’s what’s going on,” said Sid.

“Really?”

“We can go to Vegas and be married in two hours.”

“Is this for real? Can I scream for joy?”

Sid nodded and said, “Scream.”

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She thought back to her first time. It was so great. Who would have ever thought that little Faith could handle sucking five big cocks in a row? Who would have thought she could take all five cocks to the back of her tiny mouth without gagging and swallow every drop of cum? Who would have thought she would have the gall to do this with five of her coworkers, all of whom had girlfriends.

Even now, at age 25, she still fantasized about the day that would shape the way she felt about sex for the rest of her life. It made her pussy drip every time she thought about it. That experience turned Faith into a cum guzzler who liked sucking dick on the job, especially when the dick was attached to a married man.

She showered, ate breakfast, and got dressed in a sexy bra-and-panty set that she wore under her business skirt. She put her glasses on and looked at herself in the mirror to make sure everything was in place. As she was checking herself out, the phone rang.

“Hello,” she said in her cheery saleswoman voice.

“Faith, hi, this is Shawn.”

“Oh, hi. What’s up?” Shawn was Faith’s friend. She was especially fond of him because he kept an open mind about her sexuality. People were always giving her a hard time because she liked to fuck so many married men. Shawn never mistreated her or disrespected her and she loved him for it. She would do anything for him. She even offered to suck his dick but Shawn was faithful to his wife. He would never cheat on her.

He had run into some financial trouble and had to sell his house in a hurry. The first person he called was Faith. She agreed to not only sell the house, but even give him her portion of the commission to help him get back on his feet.

Shawn said, “Faith, I messed up.” He sounded frantic.

“What do you mean?” asked Faith.

“Remember I said we had a whole year before they foreclosed on the house? I was wrong. I misunderstood the message they left on my voicemail. I thought the guy said I have thirteen months. He said I have thirteen weeks. That was three months ago. We only have until the end of this week to sell the house or they’ll take it.”

“Did you say thirteen weeks? It usually takes at least a year before they get finished with the legal stuff.”

“It has been about a year. I started having financial problems a long time ago. I’ve been missing payments since last year.”

“You should have told me. I would have given you the money.”

“I know you would’ve but I didn’t wanna bother you with my problems. Damn it, Faith. My shit’s in the wind. The house isn’t going to sell by then.”

Faith said, “Shawn, listen to me. Start packing your bags. The house will be gone by the end of the day. I have a client set up to view it and I guarantee he’ll buy it. I just need you to be out of the house between six and seven o’clock.”

“How do you know he’s gonna buy?”

“Let me worry about that. He’ll buy; I know he will. Just be out between six and seven o’clock and I’ll take care of the rest.”

Faith met with her last client of the day. He was an older man in his mid 40’s that she noticed was always looking at her ass. She had never fucked an older man before, but she really wanted to try it and see if the rumor about the experience an older man brings to the table was true.

His name was Victor. She thought he was cute. Normally she would have already tried to fuck him but she was a little intimidated by his age. She wasn’t sure if he would like her. That’s why she thought this situation was blessing in disguise. It gave her a good reason to try.

She told Victor to get in her car. She wanted to ride together this time instead of having him follow behind her like he usually did.

She had the top buttons undone on her blouse and spread wide open to give Victor a good look at her cleavage. She started up a conversation just to make eye contact and bat her eyelashes at him. She was trying to test him out and see if he was interested.

He was. The more she smiled and winked, the closer he leaned to her. He kept peeping downward to get a look at those luscious tits. Victor had fucked plenty of business women in his college days. Being here with Faith was starting to bring back old memories.

They arrived at Shawn’s house. Faith walked with an exaggerated switch as she led Victor up the walkway. She said, “This is my personal favorite house. If I didn’t already have one, this is the house I’d buy.”

She looked over her shoulder. Victor was staring at her ass with lust in his eyes. He looked up when he noticed she was looking at him. She smiled and he smiled back. “You’re supposed to be looking at the house, Victor,” she said.

“I like the scenery down there better.”

“You’re so silly,” she said. She took the key out of the lockbox and unlocked the door. She allowed Victor to enter first. As she held the door for him, she quickly checked his crotch. It was bulging in his pants. Her pussy started getting wet. She knew she was getting some cock tonight.

She pointed out how spacey the house was, showed him the den and the backyard through the kitchen window. It was very well kept.

Her nerves started getting edgy as she led him to the dining room. She was about to make her move and she didn’t know how he would react. She said, “Do you like?”

“Yes, but it seems like a waste of space for a single guy like me, though.”

“Well, you might not be single all your life.”

“That’s true.”

“So you like it so far?”

“It’s nice. Let’s take a look at the bedroom.”

Faith smiled and her eyes lit up. She said, “Okay. Follow me.”

The bedroom was huge. There was a gigantic window that went from the floor to the ceiling and covered the entire length of the room. She agreed that it was too big for a single guy. She had to make a move now or lose the sale.

She led Victor to the private bathroom, said, “You get your own restroom and it’s only accessible through the master bedroom. It comes complete with plenty of storage space under the cabinet…”

Victor didn’t hear anything else that came out of Faith’s mouth because she bent over to show him the cabinets and her ass looked truly beautiful in that skirt.

She saw that the bulge in his pants had gotten bigger. She sat on bathroom counter, lifted her skirt high enough for Victor to see her thighs, and stopped just short of her pussy. She said, “You got plenty of space to do things in the bathroom, anything you might want.”

Victor trembled and started breathing deeply. He grabbed a handful of cock and said, “I can think of a few things I’d like to do.”

“So do you think this is the house for you?”

Victor said, “I don’t know. I think I need to see more.”

Faith knew what he was talking about. He wanted to see more of her body. She started to relax now that she knew Victor was willing.

She said, “It’s nearing the end of the month and I’ve got to make my quota.” She started unbuttoning her blouse all the way down. “Can I show you some more features?” She leaned over the bathroom sink and raised her skirt all the way up.

Victor stared lustfully with his mouth open as he massaged his prick. Faith looked so sexy leaning over the sink bent over with her high heel pumps and curly locks of hair. Her panties fit close. They were snug between her white ass cheeks. Faith bent further over. Victor’s heart just about melted as he stared at the two lovely masses of flesh parted by a fine crack.

Her tender pussy was dripping cunt juice. The part of her panties that touched it was soaked.

Victor said, “That looks real good. This fucking house is starting to look really good.”

“We’re not done yet, Victor. There are still some other features that you haven’t seen yet.” She took off her shirt and sat on the counter with her legs open, gently caressing her thighs. She moved her hands up her belly to her tits and started kneading them. Then she unhooked it and took it off completely.

Poor Victor looked like he was on the verge of losing control. His upper lip was quivering and he was taking small steps towards her. For a moment, he closely resembled a madman.

“You like?”

He nodded.

“Well let’s look at the rest of the house.” She walked past him shaking her ass from side to side. The only thing she was wearing was high heels and tight panties that were conveniently wedged in her cute ass.

With built-in cabinets and shelves attached to the wall, the den was the perfect place to fuck. She said, “Check out these high cabinets up here.” She sat on the counter and spread her legs from east to west. Only the thin string of her panties concealed her pussy.

“Oh, my goodness,” said Victor. “This house is starting to look good now.”

“I think this is going to be your favorite room.”

“Why do you think that?” asked Victor as he approached her.

“Well, I just think that there’re plenty of opportunities in here.”

She grabbed the back of his head and buried him in her soft tits. He squeezed both tits together and forced his tongue between them, then closed his mouth around the left nipple and made his way to the right.

He said, “Oh, yeah, you got lots of great features.”

Faith nudged him away, turned around, bent over and pulled her panties down to the floor. She said, “I’m kinda partial to this as well.” She reached behind her and rubbed her fingers in her greasy slit.

“Mmmmmm, nice curves. I’m loving this house more and more already.”

“So you think we can work something out?”

“We can definitely work something out,” Victor said as he got on his knees and massaged Faith’s ass. As he enjoyed the pliable feel of her rear end, he slid his thumbs in her pussy and opened it up. There were clear traces of cunt juice around the clit and in the hole. He held the pussy lips open with two fingers while he slid the index finger of the other hand deep inside her twat.

Faith started rocking back and forth on his hand. It felt like a thin dick was inside of her. Her juices were flowing like rain now.

Victor couldn’t resist getting taste of this sexy young tender. He made her hold still and spread her pussy as wide as it would open. Then he put his face as far in it as it would go.

Faith clung to the shelf to keep from falling over. Her head was feeling dizzy from Victor’s soft tongue swirling around in her hole. He straightened his tongue and rolled it up like an arrow. He jabbed at her pussy with his tongue, using it like a miniature cock and didn’t stop until she came.

He wiped his cunt soaked face and stood up. Faith said, “So are you ready to shake on the deal?”

“I don’t know. I think I need more time.”

Faith put her finger in her mouth and started sucking on it. She leaned on her knees and said, “What would it take to convince you?”

Victor said, “Hmmm” pretending to think it over. “Something that’ll get my mind off the money.”

“Like what?”

“I know—like if I could concentrate on that mouth of yours.”

Faith got on her knees and crawled to him like a sexy cat. She licked her lips as she focused on that piece of hard meat concealed in his pants. She pulled his dick out. She was surprised to see that it was very big. For some reason, she expected and older man to have a smaller cock.

It was oozing pre-cum, which was fine because it meant he was on the verge of an orgasm. She was enjoying herself but it was getting late and she had to wrap up the deal. The way to do that was to wrap the stiff prick in her face.

Her pussy tingled as she put Victor’s meaty cock in her mouth. Oh, fuck, she loved her job. Where else could you fuck married men, single men, older men, young men, every kind of man in the world?

Victor humped her wet mouth and watched her take it all in. His cock was jumping in her mouth. This young slut was a pro. He said, “You saved the best for last.”

Faith said, “Why do you think I’m the number one house seller out here?” When the last word was out of her mouth, Victor’s cock was back in it. She pulled it out again and started licking his balls while she looked up at him with her naturally cheerful eyes. She said, “You better not dirty up the nice carpet. You better get it all over me instead.”

She spit on his cock and let the saliva drip down his shaft. Then she caught it by deep-sucking him before it got to his cock hairs. It had been a long time since Victor had been sucked like this and he was getting close to cumming.

She let some saliva hang in a long string between her tongue and Victor’s cock. Victor was watching from above with his mouth opened wide in amazement. He was breathing terribly hard. Faith smiled because she thought it would be funny if the old guy dropped dead and she had to explain that the cause of death was a extraordinary blowjob.

She swirled her tongue around in circles on the cock head. Then she sucked him deep again and let saliva drip off the dick to her heaving tits. She moaned, “Mmmmmmm.”

When her breasts were wet with spit, she closed them around Victor’s cock and started tit fucking him. He slid his dick up and down her tits and watched as she caught a taste of the cock head every time it reached her mouth. He said, “I’m about to cum,” but Faith already knew this because his body had started to shake.

She removed her glasses and begged excitedly for him to get it all over her face. She said, “Tell me when.” She started jacking him off, masturbating his thick cock better than he could himself.

She put it back in her mouth and got the tip nice and slick while she continued to stroke his meat.

The thought of cumming in this young, professional woman’s mouth sent Victor over the top. He shot a nice load of cum on Faith’s forehead and mouth.

“Yes, get it all over me,” she moaned.

She rubbed his spent cock on her face for a few minutes to spread the sperm around.

When she was done, she opened her eyes and Victor said, “Sold! Where do I sign?”

Faith pointed to her cum-drenched face and said, “On the dotted line.”

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Four months later, all was going well. He’d met some people who knew some people and managed to get a lot of deals for school orders worked out, which didn’t increase business a whole lot, but at least it let them know he was serious about making it work.

His biggest problem now was finding a reliable staff. People called off or got to work late all the time. Sometimes he’d have to take a delivery to keep it from being late, and that’s how he met Angela.

Angela was a married woman. Like Tim, her husband had moved to Las Vegas for business reasons, and his business kept him away from home all the time. She was lonely and horny all the time.

Tim was cute, so whenever he’d come by on delivery, she would flirt with him and tease him by dressing skimpy and putting herself in provocative poses while acting like she didn’t know she was doing it. Tim left with a hard-on every time he went there.

It was Friday, the busiest night of the week. The call came at about 4:40PM. It was Angela ordering a pizza.

The phone rang again after someone had finished taking Angela’s order. It was one of the drivers calling off as usual.

Normally Tim would have been mad but he was alright this time. He wanted to take the pizza to Angela so they could play their flirting games. He made the pizza himself and left just as a boatload of orders started coming in.

He and Angela were so cool with each other that he didn’t need to ring the bell. He just opened the door, walked in, and started looking for her. He couldn’t find her in the house, so he went out back. She was in a bathing suit rubbing suntan lotion on her legs.

He ran down the stairs quickly. He handed the pizza over and waited for payment.

Angela put the pizza beside her and said, “Would you like to help me put some suntan oil on?”

“Well, I kinda gotta get back,” replied Tim.

“I don’t think they’ll mind,” said Angela.

Tim had never told her he was the GM. She thought he was a driver.

Tim took the oil from her and squeezed a liberal amount on his hands while Angela was turning over on her stomach. Her bathing suit fit nicely in the crack of her ass, so when she asked him to rub it on her ass, it made perfectly good sense.

He rubbed the lotion all over her twin mounds. Once her entire ass was covered in lotion, he started squeezing it while he rubbed it on. It was firm but very pliable.

“Like that?” he asked.

“Oh, yes,” Angela moaned as if he was already fucking her. “Can you put a little bit more on?”

He did, and her ass was seriously glowing and slippery in seconds. He continued groping her along her ass cheeks and hamstrings.

He’d press down and squeeze certain areas, and then relax his hands as he worked them back upwards. It felt like an erotic massage.

“Oh, you do that very well,” Angela said.

“From kneading all that pizza dough.” She chuckled and started moving her ass side to side very slowly.

Tim’s cock was getting hard. He wanted to call her bluff, see exactly how far she would let him take it before she made him stop. He slipped his hand inside of her bikini each time he rubbed in that direction.

She didn’t say anything.

He took it another step further. He grabbed hold of her bikini, moved it entirely out of the way, and rubbed oil on the remaining parts of her ass.

Still, she didn’t object.

He pulled her bikini all the way down. Her pussy lips were clean shaven, puffy, and swollen. The sight of it made Tim’s cock stiffen to full erection. More importantly, she still wasn’t telling him to stop. He squeezed some oil in the crack of her ass.

“OOhhh,” she moaned.

Tim rubbed the oil all over her pussy and asshole until it was evenly spread out. Once that was done he used one hand to masturbate her asshole and the other to stimulate her pussy.

His finger would glide along her swollen outer lips until he got to the bottom. On the way back up he would let his finger brush lightly over her clit and then slip between the inner lips. He moved his fingers in small circles on her asshole with the other hand, applying a little more pressure each second so his finger would sink deeper into her asshole. Angela’s pussy and ass became extremely shiny and soaked, although Tim couldn’t be sure how much of it was suntan lotion or pussy juice.

Either way, it looked really sexy, especially when he spread her cheeks wide. He could see deep into her pink cunt, and the ridges of her asshole were stretching in such an inviting way.

He licked his finger and stuck it so deep in her ass that his knuckles touched flesh. Angela’s moans got louder as Tim gyrated his finger. The tingling sensation grew more intense and her pussy grew wetter. He stuck his tongue in her ass and she damned near lost it.

“Ohhh, ahhhh! Ooh, I’m horny.” She looked over her shoulder and said, “Would you like me to suck on your cock?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, why don’t you get it out?”

Tim wiped his mouth and jumped to his feet. He fumbled with his belt buckle, dropped his pants, and pulled out his throbbing cock.

It was thick and leaning slightly to the left. She stroked it until it was pointed straight ahead, and then she greedily latched her wet mouth on the cock head. Tim’s body trembled as the realization of what was happening finally set in.

He took his shirt off. He stroked the lower half of his nine inch cock and fed it deeper into Angela’s mouth. He looked down and his body convulses again when he saw his cock repeatedly vanish and reappear down this slut’s deep throat.

She started licking his balls as he masturbated, then she licked along the shaft, swirled her tongue around the head and stopped with her tongue fully extended supporting the sensitive bottom part of the cock head. She slurped it one hard time—which sent shivers through his spine—and let it fall from her mouth.

She turned around and bent over. Her pussy was a lot tighter than he expected. He thrust into her a little farther each time, letting her wetness cover him inch by inch until he was waist-deep in her greasy twat.

Her pussy gave a slight pull each time he withdrew, which made for a feeling that reminded him of masturbating. He was breathing heavily and his legs were getting tired, but he rammed his horny pole deep in her eager cunt without hesitation.

“Ohh!” she cried out, which excited him more and he pounded her harder.

Her body started bucking against his hard thrusts. Her tits swayed and beat against her body. Her mouth was wide open as she climaxed and spilled her juices all over Tim’s meaty prick.

His cock came out and he told her to lie on her back. She raised her legs high, which put her hairless, glowing twat on display in the evening sunlight.

They made eye contact for the first time since he got there. She stared lustfully into his eyes while she fingered her horny snatch. Then she slowly fingered the ridges of her anus and said, “Do you want to stick it in my ass?”

Tim didn’t respond verbally. Instead, he rubbed suntan lotion on the cock head and put it at the base of her asshole.

Angela grunted and said, “Nice and slow.” It hurt a little but she was dying to get butt fucked.

“Oh,” she moaned as Tim pushed his cock head partially into her tight ass. He pulled back and tried again. “Ohh,” she cried out again.

His dick grew stiffer with each attempt because it was such a magnificent sight to see—a slutty house wife with a shaven, pouty cunt and an ass that glimmered in the sunlight was wincing from the pleasure and pain of his dick. It was all he could do to keep from jamming it in and wrecking her the violent way. But he kept cool about it and pushed a little harder each time until he felt the sphincter snap shut around his cock head.

“Yeaaah!” moaned Angela.

He stabbed at her ass some more, enjoying the feel of her anal ridges as he entered deeper into her tunnel. He let his cock sit and swell in her for a few seconds without moving.

Once she was fully adjusted to his girth, she started thrusting her body in a way that let his cock slide around in her ass. He lifted her legs high and pinned them close together, which lessoned the space in her hole even more and made for a tighter fit.

“Oww, oohhh, oh!” she moaned in ecstasy as Tim pummel her tiny asshole with his massive prick. “Oh, god, I love your dick in my ass. Oh, god, you have a big cock. Oh, god. Oh, fuck. Oh, oohhhh! God, I love to fuck you!”

She wasn’t making much effort to keep quiet. If anybody was watching, let them watch. She was too much into the moment to care.

They fucked on their sides and fucked with Angela on top in a reverse cowgirl position. Angela rode him with equal enthusiasm, taking his massive prick deep in her ass. She bounced on him and relished the sound of her cheeks smacking his pelvis while her tits bounced just as hard as she was.

“I love your cock in my ass!” she screamed, and the sensation in her asshole grew so intense that her legs shook and lost all their strength. Her body trembled violently, and though her mouth was open, all that came out was broken words, heavy breathing, and the sound of her sucking her teeth.

She’d had an anal orgasm. Her whole body felt more alive than any time her husband had fucked her.

She stopped bouncing and started grinding in long circles, which seemed to make her tunnel even tighter. Tim was feeding from her lust, a tingle in his prick that was getting more out of control with all the screaming she was doing.

“You like your cock in my ass?” she yelled. “Ohh!”

He couldn’t answer because the semen that was speeding up his shaft had taken his ability to speak away. In one quick move, he lifted her off his dick and stood up with his cock inches from her face.

She opened her mouth. He screamed, “Oh, fuck!” as three gusts of hot spunk exploded from his penis and landed all over Angela’s face and mouth.

He stroked his cock briskly. Cum splattered everywhere. The entire lower half of her mouth looked like it was covered in blue cheese.

Tim put his clothes on and left without collecting the money. After all that, he wasn’t about to ask her for money.

Euphoria overwhelmed him as he sped back to the pizza shop. He wasn’t worried about his job or anything else. For once, he knew Las Vegas was going to be good for him…that is, if he didn’t get canned for getting back so late.

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Ana was virgin who knew nothing about sex when he met her. He taught her almost everything she knew about sex. She learned the rest by watching porn.

She got freakier with every porn flick they watched together. She wanted to test out everything they saw no matter how nasty it was. Some things she liked, others she didn’t, but she was always willing to try everything at least once.

That’s why Hank was only partially surprised when she approached him about having sex with other people. They had tried everything that two people could possibly do, so it made sense that she would want to add another person to the equation to give them something new to experiment with.

Hank felt like he was watching a live porno when the threesome first got started. Christy had leaned forward and kissed his wife. Then she took her top off. The girls got into their own little thing while he sat beside them and enjoyed the show.

There was some kissing and nervous foreplay, but things started getting interesting after the girls were totally naked.

Hank was amazed at how much they looked alike without clothes. Both were tall and thin with average sized tits. They had long, slender legs, and long hair.

The lights were low, and if it wasn’t for the difference in hair colors, Hank probably would’ve lost track of who was who with so much tussling going on.

Christy’s hair was blonde; his wife’s hair was black. They even had similar hairstyles.

The only light in the room came from a lamp in the corner. It was too small to give off any significant amount of light, so it was almost like they had a dimmer switch.

The girls were tenderly groping each other and kissing each other with steamy affection. Hank’s cock was getting hard watching them. He was starting to relax as well. He leaned back and enjoyed the show.

Ana lay naked with her legs spread wide apart. Christy slid her finger between her pussy lips and fingered her while she talked dirty to Ana.

Hank was too busy staring at Ana’s pussy to hear anything they were saying. He was excited beyond belief and just wanted to see a woman licking another woman’s pussy. He had fantasized about it all his adult life.

Christy lowered her head and covered Ana’s clit with her soft lips and wet tongue. Hank and Ana had the exact same reaction to it. They gasped and took a deep breath as a rush of tingles spread through their loins.

Ana closed her eyes and slowly grinded her pussy on Christy’s tongue. She cupped her own tits and started fondling them.

She was so lost in the pleasure that she momentarily forgot there was a man in the room with them. When she opened her eyes, she saw a pair of the widest eyes that she had ever seen staring back at her. Apparently her husband was enjoying it just as much as she was.

Christy suggested he take off his boxers and get ready to join in. He did so.

Christy had her pussy lips spread wide with her finger wedged in the hole. Ana’s pussy was soaked. Christy lapped at her juices, pausing every now and then to swallow some of her sweet nectar.

Ana’s eyes rolled back in her head as she enjoyed the feel of her tongue on her clit. Her leg started twitching and her teeth were clenched tightly together. Hank covered a tit with his mouth and started flicking his wet tongue on the nipple.

Ana lost control. Fluids spilled from her pussy all over Christy’s finger and tongue.

She pulled her finger out and stuck it in Hank’s mouth. He sucked every drop of pussy juice off while Christy licked it off her mouth.

Ana’s mouth was salivating fiercely now. She’d had her first orgasm, and seeing Christy’s finger sliding in her husband’s mouth made her want something in her own mouth as well.

She let Christy shine her pussy for a couple more minutes while she and Hank watched and whispered back and forth about how good it felt.

Christy was bent over Ana’s body with her tight ass sticking straight up. Ana rubbed it and accidentally slipped her finger in her pussy. She was shocked at how wet she was considering no one had touched her yet. She kept rubbing Christy’s ass and pussy lips and fingered her clit while she stroked Hank’s cock with the other hand.

The second Christy came up for air, Ana leaned to her right to get what she’d been wanted for the last five minutes or so.

Hank’s cock was eight inches long and rock hard. She stroked it up and down a few times and dove into it.

Ana must have been really horny tonight because she never sucked him like this in almost a decade of marriage. She sucked him deep and used her free hand to feed more of him inside, even when her mouth was stuffed to its limits.

“Can you share?” asked Christy as she crawled to the other side of the bed.

Ana didn’t answer, but kept feeding on Hank’s throbbing cock, so Christy took it upon herself to start licking his balls instead.

This was a new experience for Hank, who was trying his best to keep from cumming before he had a chance to fuck them. The sensation of having is balls and cock licked at the same time made it hard enough, but when he looked down and saw two beautiful women hungrily greasing his genitals and staring up at him, it was all he could do to keep from losing his load.

Finally Ana let his cock slip out of her mouth, and Christy wasted no time in scooping it up for herself. Christy’s jaws were stronger than Ana’s (from giving a lot more blowjobs, no doubt) and made for a stronger pull on the upper end of his cock.

The girls did a good job of passing his dick between them, allowing him just enough time to enjoy himself, but passing it off to the other just before he came.

Christy continued sucking his boner while Ana crawled around them, bent over with her ass up and face down, and readied herself to get fucked from behind.

Christy pulled his cock out of her mouth and put the head on Ana’s pussy hole. Hank pushed forward and his cock slid deep inside until it touched the back of her pussy.

This was the easiest entry that he had ever had with Ana. Her pussy was usually wet or moist, but this time it was seriously gushing.

Between the wetness in Ana’s pussy and the look of euphoria on Christy’s face, he started wondering which of the three was enjoying themselves the most.

“Oh, yeah, fuck me!” screamed Ana as he rammed his shaft in her.

“Give her that big hard cock,” said Christy, equally excited.

The more the girls encouraged him, the harder he fucked her, giving her the best reaming of their marriage.

It went on like this for a while until Hank found himself staring at Christy even though he was fucking his wife. Christy stared back, and Ana even found herself looking behind at them. They were all thinking the same thing.

Fuck Christy. Fuck the new pussy too.

She lifted a leg over Ana’s body and got in the same doggie style position lying on top of her. It was like Hank had a stack of pussies bent over in front of him.

It made him fuck his wife harder. He wanted to pull it out and plug the other pussy but he seemed powerless to do it. It felt too good in Ana right now.

“I’m gonna cum!” screamed Ana.

“He’s gonna make you cum?” said Christy.

“Yeaahhhh!” cried Ana as another wave or orgasms hit her, sending loads of cunt juice spilling all over Hank’s cock and balls. The pace slowed down while Ana got herself together.

Meanwhile, Christy reached into her purse and pulled out a condom. “I hope I got the right size,” she said.

Ana was slowly sucking the pussy juice off his cock. She stopped when she saw Christy was ready.

She held his cock while Christy rolled the condom onto his throbbing member. Then she lay back and opened her legs.

Hank mounted her. His cock had lost some of its stiffness because of the condom (he hated condoms), but it stiffened back up as soon as he felt the squeeze of Christy’s vaginal walls. She was surprisingly tight for a woman who had sex so often. It felt like somebody was squeezing his cock with a fist.

“Just jam it in there,” she commanded.

He did, but her pussy was so tight that it kept pushing his cock back out. He held it in place as he slowly slid in and out of her wet cunt until it adjusted enough to accommodate his girth. Then he put one leg over his shoulder, leaned in, and really rammed into it.

“Fuck it. Fuck my tight pussy.”

“Yeah.”

“You like it?” said Ana.

“Oh, I like that tight pussy,” moaned Hank. “I like that tight fucking box.”

Hank was getting hornier the more his wife talked him on. The fact that she was there and loving it was really getting him off. He was slamming her pussy hard and grinding to the sides while he watched her facial expressions go from joy to ecstasy to orgasmic and start over again.

“Pound my pussy. Oh, yeah, get that dick in there.”

The whole bed was shaking until Hank stopped. He looked at Ana and said, “I want to see you eat her pussy ‘cause I got it nice and creamy.”

He got off the bed and Ana took his place between Christy’s legs. “Here I go,” she said.

“He warmed it up for ya,” said Christy.

Ana lowered her head to her pelvis. The first thing she noticed was the smell. She’d gotten used to smelling the scent of cock whenever she put her face in that area.

This aroma was similar to what she smelled when she sucked Hank’s dick after he pulled it out of her own pussy. She wasn’t expecting it although she should have, so it stunned her a little.

The next thing she noticed was the wetness and mass. Now she knew how Hank felt eating her pussy. There wasn’t anything there except for a wet split. There wasn’t anything there to fill her mouth up.

She started by timidly licking at the clit, and then the hole. She was confused. She had never done this before and didn’t really know where to start. Then a thought hit her.

Hank’s done this to you a thousand times. Just do what feels good to you.

She started flicking her tongue on her clit and licked between the swollen outer pussy lips, lapping up her juices in the process.

She focused most of her attention on the clit. Even when she licked Christy’s hole she still tried to keep her upper lip in contact with it because she knew from experience that that was where most of the pleasure came from.

She felt Hank’s cock easing into her snatch behind her. Hank was humping her horny pussy while she licked Christy’s pussy, making it more enticing.

“She licks my pussy so nicely,” said Christy. “You’d think she’d been doing this for years.” To Ana, she said, “You know how to do it because you know how it feels.”

Ana nodded and kept licking and slurping her bald cunt while Hank pounded her. She couldn’t get good contact with the pussy because her whole body and the bed were rocking so much.

Hank had gone wild behind her. “I’m gonna cum,” said Hank.

“You’re gonna cum in your wife,” said Christy.

“Oh, yeah. Yeah!” said Ana between breaths.

Hank got a firm hold on Ana’s hips and fucked her as hard as he could. The condom was off, so now he could feel every ridge in her pie hole.

“I’m gonna cum in that pussy,” he said as his balls tightened and began pumping hot, creamy spoo into Ana’s cunt.

Hank shivered and leaned forward, using Ana’s body for support since all of his strength left with his semen.

Ana turned around and kissed him. Christy sat up and joined in, and there were three heads crammed together with tongues dueling.

All three lay on the bed continuing there foreplay after the sex had finished.

“You guys are incredible,” said Hank.

“So you liked it?”

“Man, did we?”

Ana said, “I tried to get your attention now and then, but…”

“That’ll happen now and then, but that only happens because I got it.” They laughed

“You certainly did,” said Ana.

There was another break in the conversation. Then Christy said, “I have a friend who throws parties very regularly and they’re a lot of fun.”

“Yeah? That’s a lot of people though,” said Hank.

Ana agreed.

“Well, the same rules apply. Yes means yes. No means no. You don’t have to do anything that you don’t to do with anybody that you don’t want to do it with. Or you can fuck everybody if you want to. It’s a lot of fun.”

They didn’t respond and Christy didn’t want to sound pushy so she just offered to send them an invitation.

“We’ll think about it, yeah.” said Ana. They got dressed and said farewell to Christy.

The weekend came quickly. Ana was scheduled to work the late shift. She went to the kitchen and said, “I kinda don’t wanna go to that store today.”

“You never want to go to that store,” said Hank taking a swig of juice.

“I know, but you know how weekends are. Coupon day and all. So what have you been up to this morning?”

Hank took a bite of fruit and said, “I went out and got the mail and did some bills.”

“I’m sure we got lots of those, right?”

“Yeah and we got a special letter in the mail,” Hank said holding up an envelope.

“What is it?’ Ana said excitedly.

“Remember that party Christy was telling us about?”

“Yeah.”

“This is it…this Saturday.”

“But what if we don’t like the people? I mean it’s not going to just be the three of us this time.” She went to the other side of the kitchen and leaned on the counter. She looked really distraught about it.

“There’s gonna be a lot more people. I don’t know how many but…you know, if it’s a party, it’s a party. What if somebody touches me and I don’t want him touching me. What if— ”

“Honey,” said Hank feeling irritated, “it’s like going to a normal party. No one’s going to force you. You remember what Christy said? Yes means yes; no means no. Just tell them No if you don’t want it. If it gets bad, we can just leave.”

Ana softened up a little and started smiling.

“And plus,” continued Hank as he approached her and snuggled against her, cheek to cheek, “you get to watch me have sex.”

“Yeah, I did kinda like it.”

“I’d kinda like to see you with someone. Maybe a guy.”

Ana was getting horny. Her pussy was tingling. She started rubbing Hank’s cock and said, “You won’t mind?”

“I don’t know. We’ll find out. This is a test.”

“Okay,” said Ana. “I guess it will be kinda fun.”

“It’s getting me excited thinking about it.”

“I see,” said Ana, referring to the large boner she felt growing in his pants. They kissed and went upstairs to get one more fuck in before Ana went to work.

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It was Saturday night. Hank was driving while Ana navigated using directions that she had printed off Map Quest.

Hank and Ana were very nervous because they were afraid the others wouldn’t find them attractive. A lot of “what-ifs” were running through their minds as they neared the house.

Hank tried to call Ana down by telling her to go over the rules that Christy included with the invitation. The rules were short and to-the-point, but he just wanted them both to be thinking about something other than negativity.

The rules were:

1. Ask first. Yes means yes; no means no.
2. Don’t go in any body parts without permission.
3. If you and your partner have an argument (jealousy is common with these things, especially the first few times), take it outside so you don’t ruin everybody else’s mood.

They got out and walked hand in hand to the door. Hank took a deep breath and said, “Here goes,” as he reached for the door knocker that looked like a wolf’s head. He knocked three times and the door opened almost instantly.

There was a beautiful blonde there to greet them. She looked about forty years old, but she had the body of a woman twenty years younger.

The woman extended her arm to shake hands. “Hello, I’m Nina. You must be Ana,” she said as she shook her hand.

“Yes, and this is my husband.”

“Hi. Christy’s told me all about you and we’re so happy that you’re here. I think you’re the last people to get here so we’re all waiting on you.”

She let Ana and Hank walk ahead of her into the living room. They wished they’d gotten there earlier. Everyone had gotten settled in, so they were sitting down and staring back at Ana and Hank. They felt like they were on display, and since the only person they knew was Christy, it made them feel uncomfortable.

“Everybody, they’re here,” yelled Nina. “Christy, look who I found—Ana and Hank.” To everyone, she said, “Christy’s found them and she’s been very nice to invite them here. Everybody, this is their very first party so don’t eat them up too bad. We want them to come back.”

Everyone laughed except for Hank. Nina was standing in front of him. He already thought she was sexy when he first saw her, but now that they were standing in the brighter lights of the living room, he could see exactly how ravishing this woman was.

She was wearing a tight, red, laced miniskirt that came up to her crotch. She had long, bleached, blonde hair. Her tits were a nice size, but it was her hips and ass that really caught Hank’s attention. Her ass was plump and round like a lot of black and Latina asses.

Hank had always thought the most important part of a woman’s body was her tits, but looking at Nina was making him change his opinion fast.

Next, Nina introduced them to everyone in the room. There was Sahara, a leggy blonde who was married to Tracy, a big black man. Black men were always popular at these events because everybody had heard the rumor and wants to know if it’s true.

Luc, a blonde male with a big mustache, introduced himself next. His wife was a brunette named Ariana

Bob had short brown hair. His wife’s name was Janet. She looked similar to Ariana, but her hair wasn’t as curly. Janet made it a point to tell them they liked to be watched.

Nina and Christy were the only two without a partner. Single women were common at these events too, but they never allowed single men because it would turn into a sausage fest if they did.

Nina turned the new couple over to Christy while she went and get them some drinks. Christy kissed them both and thanked them for coming.

They sat down with their drinks and talked for a while. Everybody seemed particularly interested in Ana (because she was a new woman) and Tracy (because he was the only black man).

The talking lasted for about thirty minutes so everyone could get better acquainted and drink their liquor.

When everyone seemed relaxed and giggly, Nina knew it was time to get the show underway. She dimmed the lights and turned on some music. It was all instrumental with a slow beat and deep bass.

The chatter continued throughout the orgy with everyone going at their own pace. Most started by groping their own partners while they talked to other people.

Ana and Hank didn’t join in right away. They watched for a while first.

They soon found out that Janet was telling the truth when she said she liked to be watched. She stood up and lifted her dress above her waist, revealing a hairy pussy that she was grinding in circles to the beat of the music.

She was standing in front of Luc, Ariana’s husband. He reached between her legs from behind and eased his fingers between her wet pussy lips.

She kept grinding her hot pussy on his fingers until she found herself losing strength in her legs because of an orgasm, so she squealed and collapsed on his lap.

Nina got off of Bob’s lap and sat beside him. Ariana stretched her leg across him and Nina and poked her pelvis out so everyone could get a good look at her snatch, which she liked putting on display.

Christy was busy with Tracy—one of her favorite people to fuck because there was something about fucking a black man that appealed to her— and his wife, Sahara.

They had Sahara spread eagle on one of the couches. She still had her bra on but her panties were off.

Christy was licking her pussy while Tracy towered over them watching and holding his wife’s hand. Sahara was moaning loudly and trembling with every smack of Christy’s lips. Ana could understand why too. She knew how good Christy licked pussy.

It seemed like everybody was off into their own little thing. Some were in big groups and others were in little groups. Some sat with their liquor in one hand and their genitals in the other and watched other people have sex.

It was just like Christy said it would be. Everybody did what they wanted and went at their own pace. It was a really relaxed atmosphere.

So far, Hank and Ana were the only two who were still fully clothed, but that was about to change soon. He saw Nina getting her pussy licked and it made him think of her luscious ass.

There were two men sitting on either side of Nina kissing her and twisting her nipples too. She was really horny and close to getting fucked. Hank just wanted to be the person doing it.

There were far too many people surrounding Nina so he decided to go for the next best thing. He stood up, pulled his cock out, and put it in Christy’s face. She happily sucked in a mouthful as Sahara buried her face in Christy’s hot pussy.

That was all Ana needed to give her the balls to join in. She stood and started taking Hank’s shirt off, but like her husband, she too had someone that she was planning to get her hands on eventually.

Hank got completely naked. Ana was still feeling a little bashful, so she only stripped down to her underwear. She swallowed a mouthful of her husband’s cock, taking him in slow strides.

Nina was only a few feet away from them. She was bent over sucking a guy’s dick who was sitting in a chair. Her panties were tightly wedged between her sexy butt cheeks, and partly between her pussy lips.

Hank stared intensely as her head went up and down on the man’s cock. His focus was on Nina’s ass and pussy lips. He couldn’t help but pretend Ana’s mouth was Nina’s pussy and picture himself burying his meat deep inside her.

The thought alone caused his cock to become extra sensitive, so he pulled out of Ana’s mouth and went straight for Nina.

He sat on the floor in front of the couch that she was occupying. He hadn’t been there more than a couple seconds before Sahara crawled up to him and started sucking his dick.

Sahara had really good head. She’d suck the cock head and lick around his balls, let his cock fall out of her mouth, and suck him all the way down to his pubic hairs. It felt so good that all he could do was close his eyes, toss his head back, and enjoy himself.

When he opened his eyes, he looked around and noticed everyone in the house had their mouths full with cock or pussy. He also noticed his wife had disappeared. He couldn’t find her anywhere, but then he realized the woman on the couch across from them was Ana.

She had her eyes closed and her mouth agape. Her legs were so high that her knees touched her shoulders.

Tracy was kneeling in front her and he was eating her pussy. Ana’s cunt was hot and soaked. This was her first time with a black man and Tracy wasn’t disappointing her.

He was very good at eating pussy. He spent a lot of time on her clit, but he stopped to slide his long tongue deep inside her pussy. Ana’s eyes popped opened and she let out a loud yelp.

Hank felt a hint of jealousy. It only lasted for a brief moment because Nina had bent into a standing doggie style position. She was smiling at him as though she was inviting him to fuck her.

Of course, he forgot all about Ana and the black man after seeing that. He was on his feet and in Nina’s pussy right away.

Like Christy, her pussy was tight for somebody who had sex so often. It felt super wet and hot on his eager dick.

Nina pointed his wife and Tracy out. Again, he felt a hint of jealousy, but he just nodded and kept stroking her sweet pussy. After all, how could he complain when he was fucking another woman too?

Besides that, the scenery around him was too erotic to think about silly things like that. Everybody had put their drinks down and had gotten into some serious fucking. All the girls were moaning from the dicks and/or tongues that were deep inside them. They had the whole living room smelling of sex.

He couldn’t remember how he got there, but Hank somehow ended up fucking Christy. There was a lot of screaming going on behind him.

“Oh, yeah! Yeah, that’s good. Yeah,” Nina yelled. Hank turned around just in time to see Bob pulling his cock out of her pussy.  He started stroking it and loads of white cum spurt out all over her gorgeous ass.

Hank realized that orgasms were something special at group fucks. It seemed like everyone in the house stopped what they were doing to see Bob cum. As soon as he was done, they went back to fucking. It seemed to make everyone else hornier too.

“Fuck me!” screamed Janet as Luc pumped his load inside her wet pussy.

She went into an intense orgasm of her own. She was thrusting her horny cunt at him, loving the feel of his hard shaft bumping and sliding around inside of her. Her screams got louder and her thrashing was wilder until her orgasm subsided and they both went to take a rest.

Hank again found himself with a new woman. It was Ariana this time. Luc was watching her suck his dick. He was lightly stroking his cock as he watched. He seemed to get a thrill out of seeing his wife with another man’s dick in her mouth.

Luc sat on the couch next to them. Janet knelt behind him and started licking his ass. He resisted at first because nothing had ever been in there, but he relaxed and let her do what she wanted. It was strange, but the tickle-like sensation along with Ariana’s mouth on his dick made it feel nice.

He looked in the corner and saw Christy mounting the black guy. She slipped his big, black dick in her and started riding him like she was trying to break his dick off.

The sight of it made Hank spill his seed in Ariana’s mouth. She swallowed every drop and went to fuck someone else when she couldn’t get his dick hard again.

Ana and Janet tried their hardest to get him up again because Janet wanted to fuck him next. It was no use. They got it semi-erect, but all the sensitivity was gone, so they sat with Nina and Christy while he rested up.

“I want to thank you for having the nerve to show up and try it,” said Nina. She turned to Christy and said, “And I want to thank you for bringing them here.”

“Thank you for having us,” said Ana.

“Yes, we gotta do this more often,” said Hank.

Nina smiled brightly and said, “So I should put you on my permanent guest list?”

They both nodded frantically and started laughing. “Yes!” they said.

They sat back and watched everyone else fuck until they were ready to make another go it. When Hank was ready, all four joined back in.

And so it went on into the wee hours of the morning until everyone was too drunk or too sexed to go any longer. Hank and Ana became long-time swingers and their sex life couldn’t have been any better.

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It felt strange being gathered with her fellow firefighters today. No one was smiling or sweating from a workout. Nobody’s yellow fire suit was making her squint when she looked at them. It had been 20 minutes since she’d arrived and she hadn’t heard a single giggle.

She sat with her shoulders squared in the small church trying to keep her composure. Along with everyone else, the words of the clergyman penetrated deep into her soul and brought out happy memories turned bitter by the tragic accident from two days earlier.

Not only was Jenna Jameson the youngest, she was a blonde female in a field dominated by men. Although there wasn’t much of a competitive atmosphere at the 23rd, she still felt she had to work harder than anyone else to be taken seriously.

As usual, she was up that Tuesday morning checking and cleaning her equipment while everyone else was still snoring in their bunks. When she was done with that she lay on the floor and did 100 sit ups and 20 push ups.

She removed her sweat-soaked clothes and stepped into the shower. She let the hot water massage her aching muscles for a long time before she started lathering up.

There was a vibe in the air that gave Jenna the impression that today was going to be a good day. She was halfway done washing and the alarm hadn’t gone off. She had the worst luck with that alarm. No matter what time of day she took a shower, the alarm always seemed to sound off before she was finished.

She started rubbing soap suds all over her arms and neck. Then she soaped her breasts by wrapping the washcloth around one of them and pulling it through her cleavage. She repeated the process for the other breast. It resembled a figure eight motion.

She lathered her legs, butt, and back. Then she came to her pleasure spot and used her fingers to work soap all around her vaginal lips. At first she massaged the whole mound of tender love, but when she started getting horny, she slid her middle finger along her wet lips and started rubbing her clit.

A low moan escaped her mouth. She closed her eyes and started cycling through her mind’s kinky index of sex fantasies. Which one did she want to masturbate to this time?

As soon as the thought entered her mind, the sound of the fire alarm filled the station. Her eyes popped wide open in shock. They narrowed with anger as she hastily started to rinse herself off.

“Shit!” barked Jenna. “It never fails—every time I’m in the shower!”

She stepped out reaching for a towel in the same motion. She could hear the commotion of her comrades hustling out of bed to get their clothes on.

She wiped away as much water as she could as she ran to the sleeping quarters still naked and damp, her breasts flopping around like two water balloons. She tossed away the towel and started to get dressed.

Lieutenant Anderson, a ten-year veteran, did a double take when he saw her massive breasts jiggling around.

She put her blue basic uniform on. It consisted of a T-shirt and slacks with black socks and boots. It was difficult because her cotton material kept sticking to her wet skin, but she managed to get everything on and she was on her way to the pole.

She centered herself by positioning the pole between her breasts. Then she got a tight grip with both hands, hopped onto the pole and let gravity do the rest.

The captain briefed everybody on the situation when they were all aboard the fire engine. There was a car accident two blocks away, and from what he heard from the police report, the people involved were trapped in their twisted vehicles.

They put their yellow suits on as they listened.

This is what it’s all about, Jenna thought. She loved to put that yellow suit on. It made her feel like a heroine every time because she knew there were helpless people somewhere out there who needed little Jenna to come and save them.

Jenna felt a cold chill run down her spine, partly because of the wind blowing on her damp body, and partly because of the rush of adrenaline flowing through her veins as they sped through the city’s streets with sirens blazing a path.

The police were already at the scene of the accident when they arrived. They were mostly trying to clear away the crowds of onlookers.

Captain Marks walked up to the police captain, who looked remarkably a lot like the Hawaiian from the old TV show C.H.I.P.S., and asked, “What do we got here?”

“Two-car injury accident. One victim, lacerations and a broken wrist,” said the captain.

Marks said, “Myers, you get to the other one over there. Kelly, Anderson, hit the truck.” That was his way of telling them to get a move on.

The police captain pointed to one of the cars and said, “The passenger over here is unconscious, possible neck and back injuries.” Pointing to the other vehicle, he said, “And the driver over here has been complaining of back and chest pains.”

They got out the Jaws of Life and tried to pry open the driver side door as a news helicopter flew overhead. It took three tries, but they managed to pop open. The door moaned a loud squeak as the men of the 23rd struggled to open it wide enough to get to the passenger inside.

Jenna shook her head at the twisted mess of a man once it was open. Exasperated, she said, “Another one without a seatbelt. When are they gonna learn?”

She started checking the man for any signs of injury besides his apparent nosebleed. “Are you okay? How do you feel?” she asked him.

He was obviously in a lot of pain. He could barely breathe without wincing, the poor fool. She checked his pulse. It was strong and beating at a steady pace. He’d be alright with time to heal and a boatload of painkillers. Another firefighter steadied his head and placed a brace around his neck.

Jenna asked, “What’s your name?”

The man’s eyes popped open. He finally seemed to snap out of his haze. He begged, “Get me out of here.” He could smell gasoline!

Unfortunately, the others had their minds so focused on the task at hand that they didn’t see or smell anything unusual. The man heard somebody say, “Just take it easy and try not to move.”

A stretcher was being moved towards the ambulance with a man whose entire torso was covered in blood. The only thing about him that showed signs of life was the rise and fall of his chest.

Gas was still spilling from the punctured gas tank, and unknown to the crew, sparks were literally flying under the hood. The impact of the two cars had caused some of the wires to rip and come in contact with each other! Some of the sparks came in contact with the cotton padding under the hood and it ignited. The flames grew under the hood; it spread rapidly until it could no longer be concealed. Flames appeared from beneath the hood and melted the windshield wipers.

Jill Kelly was the first to see them. She screamed, “We got flames!”

“Bring the hose!”

The man trapped in the vehicle felt an intense wave of heat. He looked up and saw fire dancing across the windshield. Terror stricken, he tried to move unsuccessfully. He yelled, “Get me the fuck out of here! I don’t wanna die!”

“Just take it easy.”

“Please don’t let me burn!”

It was already 80 degrees on this fine California morning. That would be a good thing on any other day, but the fire, along with the high temperature, was causing the bottom of the car to get overheated.

A faraway voice yelled, “It’s gonna blow!”

“Pull back!” ordered Captain Marks. “Pull back!”

Jenna reluctantly turned and ran for safety, leaving Robert Dunn alone with the stranded victim.

Just one more try, thought Dunn, and maybe I can free him.

“I said pull back!” screamed Marks.

It was heartbreaking, but now it was Dunn’s turn to leave the poor man to fend for himself. He got up to leave, but something was stopping him. A buckle on his fire suit was caught in the door latch.

“Fuck, I’m caught!” said Dunn as the realization that he was going to die made his body tremble with fright.

He could have easily unhooked himself from the door if his mind was working right, but panic had taken over and he was trying to rip the metal hook off with his bare hands, costing him valuable seconds.

“Dunn, I said pull back!”

“I’m caught!”

“Pull back, dammit!”

The gasoline under the car had heated to boiling point. It didn’t bubble, but it started emitting a colorless, scorching vapor that rose upwards into the hole in the gas tank, causing the whole thing to ignite. The explosion that followed was deafening. The earth shook beneath their feet as clouds of black smoke ascended in the air.

Hot flames consumed Robert Dunn and the trapped motorist. The force of the explosion slung his body backward into the door. He convulsed a couple times and his lifeless corpse fell slumped against the open door with flames licking at the morning air.

That was two days ago.

Chapter 2

The time between the accident and the funeral passed very quickly for Jenna. Her memories of the previous two days were foggy. She mostly remembered doing a lot of crying and sleeping. Luckily she didn’t have to work either of those two days.

The church was small and cozy. Dunn had graced its pews with his presence since he was a young boy; he’d been baptized here, so it seemed fitting that the funeral would be here as well.

The members of the 23rd wore their dress uniforms. Everyone else wore the usual dark attire and sunglasses.

Jenna sat with her shoulders squared trying to keep her composure. Along with everyone else, the words of the clergyman penetrated deep into her soul and brought out happy memories of Robert Dunn, only to be replaced by flashbacks of the tragic accident.

After a while, she stopped listening altogether, focusing her attention on the church and its occupants. Family and friends were on the left, coworkers and Dunn’s widow on the right. Anderson, Robert’s closest friend at the station, had his head bowed with huge tears streaming down his cheeks. He looked so sad, so vulnerable.

Jenna hated to see men cry. They looked so pitiful when they shed tears. Jenna knew men never cried in front of women unless they were really hurting inside so she couldn’t help but feel terrible for him. She was on the verge of losing control of herself, so she diverted her attention back to the preacher.

“…so we’re left to wonder why,” the clergyman say. “Why was someone so young and so brave taken from us so soon? It’s not for us to say. Perhaps we can find comfort in the fact that God cannot be everywhere, so he created firefighter Robert Dunn. And now the firefighter’s commanding officer would like to say a few words.”

The preacher stepped down as Captain Marks took his place. The last time Jenna had seen him was at the scene of the accident in his yellow fire suit. Now he was wearing his dark colored dress uniform like everyone else. Sunlight reflected off his badge as he took his place next to the preacher.

The captain looked into the eyes of the saddened congregation. A feeling of failure crept through his being. He was in charge. He couldn’t help but feel responsible for Robert. Maybe if he had done something different, like ordering his men to fallback earlier…

He cleared his throat and spoke slowly with many breaks in his speech to allow his words to sink in. He said, “Eight years ago, firefighter Robert Dunn joined the 23rd. And for eight years, day in and day out, the men and women of the 23rd went and risked their lives in the line of fighting fires with you leading our way. I want to think of Robert Dunn and the loss to his family.”

Dunn always said he wanted to be cremated when he died. He dealt with fire in life; he wanted it to consume him in death. It felt so wrong having him cremated after the way he died, but it was what he wanted, so that’s what his family did. Dunn’s real body was in ashes in an urn back home.

Six pallbearers carried the empty casket outside and loaded it in a hearse. With purple flags attached to their vehicles, they drove to the other side of town to the cemetery.

The casket was covered with an American flag and a firefighter’s hat at the head. The smaller members of the congregation sat in fold-up chairs. The taller members stood behind them.

Everyone knew the casket was empty, but being at the cemetery meant something. It meant the end was here. Everyone knew that Robert was gone and there was nothing that could bring him back.

Men with bagpipes played sad hero’s music that only depressed everybody more. Tears were really rolling now. Jenna offered her hand to Dunn’s widow.

The minister took his place and spoke, “We’re gathered here today to say goodbye to our dear friend and loved one, Officer Robert Dunn. Robert Dunn was a man whose life was characterized by service to others, and sadly it was in this service to others that he tragically lost his life.

“However, as Ecclesiastes teaches us: ‘For every time there is a season, a time to live and a time to die.’ Unfortunately that time came too early for Officer Robert Dunn. Let us bow our heads and pray.”

The preacher led them in the Lord’s Prayer.

Captain Marks and Jenna held the honor of removing the flag from the casket to fold up for Dunn’s widow. It was something they all practiced on those occasions when there wasn’t anything to do. She never thought she’d actually have to do it at a coworker’s funeral some day.

The captain handed the folded flag to Dunn’s widow with a firefighter’s hat on top. She accepted it with a rush of emotional pain on her face, tears streaming beneath her veil.

“Ten-hut!” barked the Captain. The firefighters came to attention at once. They saluted Dunn, a last show of respect as the ceremony came to an end.

Chapter 3

The casket was buried while everyone was offering their condolences to the family.

Jenna was never the type to get mushy when people were around. She waited until everyone was about to leave before she visited the grave site. First she went back to her car and got out a bouquet of purple flowers.

They’d done a great job. The land was perfectly smooth and they’d even replaced the grass somehow. She couldn’t tell where they’d been digging.

Dunn’s tomb had the smallest stone. It was easy to find because it was directly in front of a tree with two large tombstones on both sides. Jenna sat Indian style, and then lay beside the grave.

Her hair was a mess. Her face was worse. It was soaked with tears. She said, “I brought you something.” She placed the flowers next to the tombstone. “You always did like violets, didn’t you?” She started caressing the stone as if it was his face, said, “Ya know, I miss you.”

There was a brief moment of silence. There were so many things that she wanted to say, but she just couldn’t form the words.

She thought back to that day when they were working together to free that man. She remembered leaving Dunn without checking to make sure he could get away too. Like the captain, she couldn’t help but feel somewhat guilty.

If only she’d known what was in store for him that day. Maybe she could have spent more time with him before it happened. Maybe she could have taken him out to dinner. She didn’t get a chance to say goodbye to him. He was just…gone.

She felt so empty inside. She lowered her head as her eyes began to well up with more tears.

Just then, she heard grass rustling behind her. She thought it was her boyfriend, Bill, coming to console her.

“Jenna,” said the man.

It wasn’t Bill, but she recognized the voice. “Not now, Michael,” she said to her jealous ex-boyfriend without looking over her shoulder.

“I just wanna talk,” replied Michael.

Exasperated, Jenna stood and faced him. “I don’t have anything to say to you. It’s been over for a long time,”

Michael watched her cross her arms—a defensive gesture—not a good sign. She wasn’t even looking him in the eye. He said, “I just want another chance; I think you owe me that.”

Finally she looked up at him and said, “I don’t owe you anything anymore.”

Anger boiled inside of Michael. He grabbed Jenna’s arm as she turned to walk away. In his most intimidating voice, he said, “I don’t think that’s right.”

Jenna snatched her arm away. “Let go of me!”

These events didn’t go unnoticed by Bill, who was making a mad dash to come to girlfriend’s defense. “Hey, what are you doing?”

Michael glared at the prick with the big mustache. This bastard fucks my woman, he thought in disgust. He said, “Why don’t you keep walking? This’s got nothing to do with you.”

Jenna turned her back and started walking away with her boyfriend’s hand tenderly touching her shoulder.

Bill was good at reading body language. Jenna had never said anything to him about an ex-boyfriend, but it was obvious that something was going on here. “You need to let go,” Bill said to Michael.

Seeing Jenna showing affection to another man made Michael crazy with envy. The need for violence almost overwhelmed him, but he managed to keep it together. Instead of attacking Bill like he wanted, he just said, “This isn’t over, not by a long shot,” and walked away.

As they headed for their cars, Bill asked, “What’s his problem?”

“Old flames never die,” said Jenna.

He walked her to her car and opened the door for her. When she was safely inside with the door shut, he tapped on the window. Jenna lowered it.

He said, “What did you mean when you said, ‘Old flames never die?’”

Jenna took a deep breath and looked through the front window trying to think of how to explain it. She said, “You’re working tonight, right?”

“Yeah.”

“It’s a long story. I’ll tell you at the station.” She drove off.

Chapter 4

It was close to six o’clock when they got back to the station. Anderson was too depressed, so he got undressed and went straight to bed. He was hoping he’d be able to sleep off some of his anxiety.

Jill and Tracey, two pretty blondes who were working the same shifts, were in the next room chatting up a storm.

Bill and Jenna retired to the equipment room to talk about what happened at the funeral.

“Michael and I were lovers once. It was a long time ago, way before I met you,” said Jenna.”

Bill didn’t say anything. He started pacing around the room. His assumption was right, but that still didn’t explain why she never told him. He asked why.

Jenna said, “There was really nothing to say. It’s a part of my life I wanted to keep behind me.”

She looked at Bill, searching for a sign that he understood what she was saying. His eyes showed no such feelings. Bill wanted some answers, so she figured she might as well tell him everything.

“Okay,” she said, “we worked together at Station 12 and…we fell in love. It was great. It was beautiful.

“But that all came to a crashing halt.” Jenna’s facial expression turned bitter as her unpleasant history with Michael replayed in her mind’s eye. She continued, “We were on a structure fire at a warehouse and the roof gave way beneath me. He saved my life.

“He was hurt really bad.” Jenna was on the verge of tears. “His leg was crushed really bad and he never walked right again. They placed him on inactive duty and the desk job killed him. He was bitter. He was never the same again. It was like a disease that ate away at him. There was no living with him…so I left.”

“And now he wants you back,” said Bill. “Why now after all this time?”

“He never really understood why I left him. He thought it was his leg—that it made him less of a man or that it turned me off or something. That wasn’t the case. Maybe he thinks now that his leg is getting better that it’ll all go back to the way it was.”

Bill was worried for a second. He tried to imagine what life would be like without Jenna Jameson by his side. She was only 24 years old. He was well into his 40’s. What chance would an old man like him have at holding on to someone as beautiful and sweet as Jenna.

As if she could read his mind, Jenna looked at him and said, “But that won’t happen. That can’t happen. I mean, I looked into his eyes. It’s all still the same—the anger, the bitterness, it’s all there; I saw it.

“All I know is he’s still living in the past and I’ve moved on.” She touched his hand and said, “I have you know.”

Bill slid across the bench so he could be closer to his love. He started touching her pretty blonde hair. He gently kissed her on her forehead and looked deep into her eyes. He saw a lot of pain in them. They weren’t happy anymore, not like they used to be.

 “I love you,” said Jenna.

Bill loved her too. He wanted her to be happy so desperately. There wasn’t anything he could do about Michael or Dunn, but there was one thing he could do to alleviate some of her physical anxieties.

He felt his penis stir to life. Their heads moved towards each other without conscious thought. Jenna felt her vaginal juices start to flow as they tenderly kissed each other’s soft lips.

They separated long enough to look into each other’s eyes once more, and then they snuggled close with their legs straddled on each side of the bench. Jenna rested her head on Bill’s shoulder. He nibbled on her ear lobe. Her nipples started to harden.

She took her blazer off while she continued to slide closer to Bill, lust building in her hot cunt. She straddled him and held him close to her massive breasts.

As she looked at him, a smile surfaced on her face. It felt good. It was her first real smile in days. She felt so sexy making out with him in the dark equipment room with fire suits hanging all around them.

She tossed her hair out of his way so he could have a path to her neck. He kissed it and made his way around to her chin.

Jenna leaned back so he could have enough space to take his blazer off. Her ample tits were pressed tightly against the thin material of the dress shirt; her chest heaving with lust.

They hastily helped each other get their tops off. Jenna’s swollen breasts spilled out. Her nipples were erect and pointing straight up. Bill was amazed every time they made love. He wondered how something so precious could ever consider a career like fighting fires.

They took their shirts off completely and held each other close with Jenna’s tits smashed on Bill’s hard chest. He cupped them with his mouth opened wide and swallowed as much as could fit. He let his soft lips graze her nipples, giving Jenna a rush of tingly pleasure.

He unfastened her pants as he continued to suck on each firm breast. She stood a little, allowing her pants to drop a little so Bill could see her sexy, skimpy underwear. He slid his tongue down her abdominal muscles and kissed her belly button before laying her flat on the bench.

Her shoes and socks came off next. Bill massaged her feet and toes, something that always got Jenna’s pussy steamy. He started sucking the toes of her right foot. Jenna squirmed all over the bench in pleasure and started pushing her pants down. Her pussy felt like it was on fire.

She lifted her butt off the bench so Bill could aid in getting her naked. He pulled her panties and pants off in the same motion. Jenna’s legs escalated and parted without delay. She started gasping for breath in anticipation of what was about to happen next.

Bill steadied her legs and lowered his mouth to her nest. Her pussy was swollen and wet already. He started by kissing the puffy outer lips of her vagina. Then he licked the clit and started slurping on it.

Jenna’s body jerked with every pass his tongue made over her horny snatch. He’d gotten it slippery wet and glistening in the dim lights.

Jenna lifted her head so she could watch. The sight of a man sucking on her pussy lips made her lose control. Her head jerked back as a wave of orgasms hit her hard. “Ooooohhh!” she moaned. Jenna wrapped her legs around his head and squeezed tight as she thrashed around, sending load after load of sweet pussy juice down Bill’s throat.

Jenna felt his finger slip into her butt. “Ohh!” she moaned. He was using two fingers to fuck her ass while he slurped and slobbered all over her swollen muff. “Eat my pussy,” screamed Jenna, trying to keep it quiet.

Another orgasm came quickly. She grabbed his head and humped his face. His whole face was shining with Jenna’s hot juice.

They sat up. Jenna kissed him passionately, savoring the taste of her own bodily fluids.

Bill stood up and let his pants drop to his knees. Jenna was bent over with his cock in her mouth instantly. She let the swollen head glide across the roof of her mouth and bump her tonsils. Then she started sucking him down at a quick pace. Her pussy was so tingly and wet.

She let his cock slip from her eager lips. She stared at it, admiring its stiffness. She extended her wet tongue and put it on the slit. When she drew back, there was a long strand of saliva hanging between his cock and her tongue.

She looked into his eyes and she opened her mouth as wide as she could and used her lips to feed his cock all the way to the back of her throat. She didn’t stop until his pubic hairs touched her lips.

Bill almost came when he looked down and saw this blonde with her mouth stretched to its limits. There was just the slightest bit of cock visible because the rest was deep in Jenna’s wet mouth. He felt a tensing in his balls and knew he was gonna cum, but luckily Jenna withdrew just in time and lay on her back waiting for Bill to plug her hole.

It had been a while since they’d last had sex. Jenna’s vagina had an usually tight squeeze to it. He felt her tense as he eased the head inside, and tense again when he pulled it out and shoved more of his throbbing cock deeper inside of her.

“Oh, yes!”

Once his penis was lubricated with Jenna’s love juice, Bill started thrusting himself deep in her hole. A low moan escaped both their lips. Their crotches were heated with desire, both of them on the brink of spilling their love juices.

It was already hot in that room when they got there. The vigorous activity had them both sweating. Jenna liked sex better when there was sweat involved. There was something about it that excited her.

Bill motioned her off the bench and bent her over so he could fuck her from behind. Soon they were both moaning and trying to keep from getting too loud. Bill grabbed her hips and rammed his cock deep inside of her.

The sun had totally gone down by now. There wasn’t anymore light shining in from the windows. It was just the two of them, the fire truck, and their equipment.

Bill was starting to get a little skeptical. What if the alarm sounded and everybody had to rush in and get their equipment. There wouldn’t be enough time to dress.

He pulled his cock out and motioned Jenna to sit on the bench. He started stroking his cock. Jenna had another orgasm just sitting there watching him stroke his meaty cock. Her massive tits heaved in and out as excitement built up inside of her.

Thick, sticky cum guzzled out of his cock and landed on Jenna’s tits. Animal instinct took over, causing her to lean forward and lap up as much of the remaining jism as she could.

He milked the remaining cum to the tip of his penis and put it in Jenna’s mouth. She savored the taste of his cock juice, giving it one final, hard suck before letting it fall to her cum-drenched breasts.

Chapter 5

Jenna and Bill put their pants back on and carried the rest of their clothes in their hands. They stealthily made their way out of the equipment room.

Jenna peeped in the sleeping quarters. The only person in it was Anderson, and his eyes were glued shut. They tip toed past him without making a sound.

Anderson was fully aware that Bill and Jenna were having sex at work. They did it all the time, and if either of them would’ve been paying the slightest bit of attention, they would have seen him watching.

Anderson liked to spy on Jenna and Bill. He and Robert did it all the time before he died. They knew Jenna and Bill liked to make love at work, so whenever they worked with the cute couple they’d make it their business to get a sneak peek at the action.

This time it was different. It wasn’t the same without Robert. Anderson couldn’t even get a boner so he quit watching at about the time that Jenna had started sucking Bill’s cock.

He lay there staring at the ceiling in his underwear. Every now and then he would look over at Robert’s empty bunk, think of the accident, and have to fight back tears. Then he would think of the good times they had together and a little smile would pop up and disappear just as quick as it came.

He couldn’t sleep. Maybe Jill and Tracey were still up, he thought.

He went to the break room. They were sitting on opposite ends of the couch. They were drinking some hot cocoa. Tracey said, “Hi, Lieutenant.”

“You couldn’t sleep either?” Anderson asked as he poured himself a cup.

“No, we were just sitting here thinking about Dunn.”

“Try not to let it get you down.” He took a seat between them.

Poor Jill was staring at the floor with the saddest face he’d ever seen. She looked up and said, “It’s tough, though, when you think it could’ve been any one of us. It could’ve been you; it could’ve been me.”

That thought had crossed Anderson’s mind as well, but he had to be strong for the crew. He said, “You can’t think like that. It makes a tough job even tougher. The minute fear starts creeping in, you start second guessing yourself. You might as well clear out your locker.”

Jill flashed a fake smile, said, “That’s just it. Sometimes I wonder if I’m even cut out for this job. I keep thinking I just signed on to make my dad happy. He’s a twenty-year veteran of the department. Being a fireman was his life and it’s not like that for me. And then something like this happens and I wonder if it’s all worth it. But then I think about the look on my dad’s face when I graduated. He was so proud. I guess that’s why I’m still here.”

“We all have our reasons for doing what we do,” said Anderson. “They don’t always make sense, especially when something like this hits so close to home. It makes doing a tough job tougher.”

Tracey said, “What about Linda? I feel so bad for her. They just bought a house; they were gonna have kids, and now he’s just gone.”

He didn’t know where the idea came from, but suddenly Anderson lifted his drink and said, “To Dunn.”

Tracey and Jill touched their drinks to Anderson’s. “To Dunn,” they said, completing the toast.

After they drank, Anderson turned to Jill and said, “Your dad would be proud of you hanging in there like this.”

Jill’s face lit up. Anderson always seemed to know what to say at the right moment. Her sex started tingling because of his kind words.

She and Tracey placed their empty cups on the table and leaned on Anderson’s strong shoulders. Neither was wearing much clothing.

Anderson could smell the faintest scent of vaginal juice. One of the women was horny, though he didn’t know which one. He had a feeling it was Jill. He touched her thigh at the same instant that Tracey touched his forearm. Anderson realized that both women were horny, not just one.

Tracey was looking at him in a fuck-me-daddy sort of way. He kissed her forehead and turned back to Jill. She stroked his hand, which was still on her thigh.

Tracey was younger and more aggressive than Jill. She was the first make a move. There was something about the moment—the three of them sharing their concerns and feelings with each other—that was very romantic.

She sat up and started groping Anderson’s crotch. Jill joined her. She snuggled close to him, feeling the heat from his body. She touched his hairy chest and leaned in for a kiss. Anderson had soft lips, and Jill felt a rush of pussy juice making its way up her hole as soon as their lips touched.

Tracey leaned across Anderson to help her undo her top. Once it was out of the way, she glided her tongue along her pink nipples. A moan escaped Jill’s mouth, and suddenly, her panties were soaked.

The smell of pussy juice was getting stronger. It was driving Anderson crazy. Tracey was bent over his body. She was wearing silk red panties. He slid his hand along her inner thigh to her hot crotch area. His finger disappeared in her wet hole, and then reappeared as he fucked her swollen twat with his hand.

She took her T-shirt off. Her tits were a perfect size for her body. Anderson cupped them with his brawny hands. He latched his lips around her nipple and flicked his tongue on it as if it was a clit, a sign of things to come.

Jill’s shirt came off next. Her breasts were huge. Anderson and Tracey’s eyes lit up when they saw them. They each took a nipple into their mouths. Jill’s body turned to mush. Having both tits sucked simultaneously was an unexpected pleasure.

The ladies gave Anderson’s stiffening cock their undivided attention. Tracey massaged it, and then she gently bit it through his white briefs. Jill removed her panties, allowing the air to hit her horny snatch.

Anderson started sucking her tits as Tracey pulled his cock through the opening in his underwear and took it deep in her mouth. He felt her strong jaws contracting on his member. It was all he could do to keep from coming in her mouth on the spot. She let saliva drip from her mouth and rubbed it in.

Jill leaned across his body so he stuck two fingers in her pussy and started fucking her clit. “Oh, yeah!” screamed Jill. Her pussy spasmed on Anderson’s wet fingers.

Tracey stopped sucking his cock long enough to lick pussy juice off of Anderson’s fingers. She let them slide in her mouth like a dick. She licked every drop of sweet juice from them.

Jill dropped to her knees. She was eager to get his cock in her mouth. It had been a long time since she’d had a good fuck.

She was beautiful, but sometimes she wondered if that was a blessing or a curse. Men were intimidated by her looks, and if her looks didn’t scare them away, her career did.

She took hold of his meaty prick, got it wet with her tongue, and let the smooth cock head enter her warm mouth.

Meanwhile, Tracey—impatient when it came to sex—stood on the couch, stepped over Anderson’s body, and lowered her bald cunt to his face. She had a tight body like a teenager with a perky ass that was so ripe for fucking.

He watched as the mound of moist, soft flesh approached his face. He put his tongue in her hole and let her flavorful cunt juice slide down his tongue.

Jill’s pussy was so hot that her juices were starting to drip out. Tracey had gotten off the couch. Anderson was still in his same position—the middle of the couch with a stiff boner saluting the two ladies.

Jill mounted him so she could ride him with her back towards him. A moan came out when she felt his cock head at the base of her swollen outer lips.

“Ooohhh,” she moaned.

Anderson’s eyes were wide open. He couldn’t believe how tight she was. It was like having sex with a virgin.

Her pussy lips expanded as she lowered herself on his shaft. She started to shiver when it was all the way inside. She held still to give her sex time to adjust. When she was ready, she started grinding her bald vagina on his cock.

“Fuck me! Fuck my pussy!” she shouted.

Tracey watched for as long as she could. She pulled his cock out and sucked every drop of juice off, then licked Jill’s throbbing clit. It made her pussy trickle.

Jill was in a dancing mood tonight so she put some music on. It was really low so no one else in the station could hear it. She bent over the coffee table and started doing a sexy grind while Tracey polished Anderson’s cock.

Jill reached around fingering herself. She played in the folds of her swollen cunt.

Anderson was on the verge of losing it. It was like he was hypnotized. He couldn’t take his eyes off Jill’s pink vaginal lips protruding between her luscious thighs. Between Tracey’s cock sucking and Jill’s exotic grinding, it was surprising that he didn’t pop a load in Tracey’s mouth.

After a few minutes, Tracey started watching too. She thought Jill was sexy, so she sat next to Anderson and they fondled each other as Jill gave them both a lap dance. She’d straddle them individually and put her muff in their faces, tease them a little, let the smell of her cunt drive them wild, and then dismount them.

Tracey couldn’t take being a spectator any longer. She walked to the weight bench and kneeled on it. Jill had gotten her pussy juicing and tingling. She bent over in a doggy style position. The other two followed her.

Anderson’s cock was throbbing too. Tracey’s pussy looked so succulent and wet. He spooned in behind her and shoved every inch of his cock inside.

“Oh, yeah,” she screamed. “Fuck me.”

“Fuck that pussy,” said Jill. “Make that pussy cum.”

How much time had passed? No one knew. It must have been an hour at the least. Everyone had worked up a sweat, and finally, nobody was moping over Firefighter Robert Dunn.

The ladies were feeling really kinky tonight. They kicked the coffee table out of the way. Tracey lay in the center of the couch. Jill straddled her head, putting her sweet muff in her face so Tracey could munch on it.

She said, “Eat my pussy.” Tracey did, so willingly.

Anderson climbed on the couch. He was watching the women lick each other while he stroked his cock.

He’d been in both pussies and mouths, but there was one orifice that he hadn’t ventured into yet.

Tracey’s legs were cocked wide open. Her pussy was so fat and juicy. He inched up very close to her, but this time he bypassed her vagina and placed his cock head on her asshole.

It was even tighter than her pussy, but there was so much body juice between them that he slid in with ease.

“Fuck my ass!” said Tracey with a face full of Jill’s pussy.

Jill reached behind and started gyrating her clitoris while Anderson rammed her butt hole.

Tracey lost all control of herself as a wave of orgasms hit her. “It’s soooo fucking good,” she said.

“You like that?”

Her response was another moan that came from her gut. Her legs were shaking badly.

“Suck my pussy,” ordered Jill. She started riding Tracey’s tongue. They both were cumming like crazy. “It feels so good!” somebody said.

They were getting dangerously loud now, but neither of them cared. The only person who was remotely concerned with getting caught at this point was Anderson, but he was more concerned with the orgasm that had been brewing all night inside of him, the orgasm that was so close to breaking free.

He felt his balls tightening as an intense pleasure started streaming up his cock. He pulled out just in time. Thick gobs of spunk flew out of his swollen cock and landed all over Tracey’s sweet snatch. He stroked his shaft, milking every last drop onto her puffy hole.

“Yes,” said Tracey. She could feel his hot spoo. It was heavy and dripping all over her pussy and asshole.

She dipped her fingers in it and took a sample taste. It was salty, just how she liked it.

Anderson dropped to the floor. His legs were too weak to move anywhere other than that. Jill sat of the floor too. Tracey remained on the couch glowing.

Anderson and Jill smiled at each other. She said, “Do you feel better?”

“Fuck, yeah,” Anderson said with a big smile.

Cum was still melting from Tracey’s body heat and spreading all over her private area. Suddenly, she felt really dirty. She said, “Guys, I think I’m gonna go take a shower.” She got up and gathered her clothes.

Jill said, “I think I will too.”

Anderson joked, “Hey, we sleep together; we might as well shower together too.”

The girls laughed. They took their clothes to the shower stalls with them.

On the way in, Jill noticed the wall clock. It was after 9 o’clock! She said, “My goodness guys, we’ve been going at it for two hours!”

Chapter 6

"Do you ever get curious about having sex with a man?" asked Trisha, a bisexual brunette who was getting a sun bath in the back yard with her lesbian friend, Stephanie.

Stephanie was taken aback by the question. She couldn’t believe how persistent Trisha was. How many times had she answered that question over the last week?

“No,” said Stephanie. “I’m not interested in men.”

The women were sunbathing on their bellies with the straps of their bras unhooked to prevent tan lines on their backs. They usually took them off completely, but neighbors had been complaining lately about their children staring out the upstairs window spying on the nude women next door. The city ordered them to start wearing their tops until nightfall.

Trisha had been bi all her life. She liked having sex with women, but she couldn’t imagine going her whole life without the pleasures of dicks, too.

She had sex fantasies about her and Stephanie (her steady girlfriend) having a threesome with a man. Now she wanted to make that fantasy come true, but Stephanie wasn’t cooperating.

Trisha said, “Stephanie, baby, you gotta be kidding me. You have to be a little curious.”

Stephanie leaned up on her elbows and looked Trisha in the eye. “No, I am not,” she said resolutely.

“But Stephanie, how can you turn it down without trying it first? Aren’t you the one who’s always telling me I need to stop turning my nose up at foods that look nasty before I’ve tried them? You’re always telling me I should try it first and see if I like it before I make my decision? Isn’t that what you’re always telling me?”

Exasperated, Stephanie rolled her eyes. She’s using my own words against me. How low can you go?

Stephanie said, “I’ve been letting you have sex with men for as long as we’ve been together because I know you like it and I want you to be happy. Why is it so important for me to have sex with a man? Why can’t you just be satisfied with fucking them yourself?”

Trisha smiled and rolled on her back. “I want you to see what it’s like,” she said.

She closed her eyes and started picturing the best porn flick she’d ever seen in her life, but she substituted herself for the woman in the movie.

Her vagina started getting heated. She felt a trace of juice seep between her pussy lips. She lifted her bikini bra started touching her breasts.

“Trisha!”

“I know. The neighbors might be watching. Let them watch. I don’t care right now.”

She slid her free hand down her belly. Her legs slowly lifted and dropped to the sides. Her hand went inside the thin lining of the bikini bottom and closed around her puffy cunt.

She started humping her hand, allowing her middle finger to graze lightly over her clit. When her muff was sopping wet, she let the finger slide all the way in. It was saturated when she pulled it out. She put it in her mouth and sucked her own juices off, then said, “I want you to experience the joy of having a hot dick in your mouth.”

Stephanie started feeling moist herself. Trisha really knew how to get her going.

She crawled with her eyes focused on Trisha’s pussy as if she was an animal in the jungle, and pussy was her prey.

Trisha opened her eyes. They made eye contact.

Stephanie watched the way her finger worked her pussy. It made her horny, and she had to admit that it did make her a little curious to see how it felt to have a cock inside her.

But she liked to play hard-to-get. She positioned her body over Trisha’s and said, “There’s only one person I’m interested in having in my mouth.”

Trisha felt her hair brush over her cheeks as Stephanie came down for a kiss. Electric fire rushed through her body as their lips touched.

Trisha wrapped her arms and legs around Stephanie. The material of Stephanie’s bikini top rubbed on her nipples. A moan came out and her pussy started oozing vaginal fluids.

Stephanie kissed her way down to the love triangle and moved the string out of her way. The thin line was already soaked. Trisha’s clit was poking straight up between the inner lips.

She opened the lips, rolled her tongue to make it straight and firm like a cock, and inserted it deep into Trisha’s tight hole. She watched Trisha gasp as she pulled it out and continuously jabbed her rigid tongue in her snatch. She said, “Is that the way a cock feels?”

Trisha looked down at her and said, “Yes, but bigger and thicker.” She smiled. “You wanna try it, don’t you?”

“No,” Stephanie lied.

Trisha rolled over. Now Stephanie was on her back and she was squatting above her with her pussy still in her face. Stephanie held her tongue out as she slid her pussy lips along her tongue. Trisha said, “And this is the way I ride a cock. You wanna try it. I can tell.”

Stephanie’s eyes popped open. Rather loudly, still playing hard-to-get, she blurted, “Not a chance in hell,” and threw Trisha in the pool. Trisha’s reflexes were fast. She grabbed Stephanie’s arms as she was falling in and let her weight drag her in with her.

There was a loud splash and the girls kicked their feet until they found enough footing to stand up. They were laughing at each other and coughing as they tossed their wet hair to the back.

“You are an asshole,” laughed Trisha. She pinned Stephanie in a corner of the pool with her arms and started kissing her. She stopped, said, “Now it’s my turn to do you.”

She pushed Stephanie’s bikini bottom down, took a deep breath, and plunged underwater. The chlorine stung her eyes a little, but they adjusted quickly.

Stephanie was leaning back, holding herself up by her outstretched arms along the edge of the pool. Her legs were spread eagle and suspended off the pool’s floor.

Trisha cupped her ass cheeks. Using her thumbs to open Stephanie’s pussy lips, she started flicking her tongue on her swollen clitoris.

Stephanie’s head fell to the side. “Oh, yes, shit!” she moaned. “Lick that pussy.”

Trisha stopped to come up for air just as Stephanie was about to cum. Then she took another deep breath and went back down.

Again, as Stephanie was on the verge of climaxing, Trisha broke contact and came up for air. Stephanie was getting irritated, but she knew the torture would make for a better climax later.

It happened again. Stephanie was going crazy. She didn’t want to cum anymore; she needed to cum right now. Her body was shaking with desire.

Trisha dove once again. Stephanie wrapped her legs around her lovers head and started grinding her pussy on her tongue. The water was splashing everywhere.

Trisha’s tongue was flicking up and down Stephanie’s horny hole. “Oh, yes, I’m close!” Stephanie moaned. She felt Trisha trying to come up again.

No, please, not now.

Stephanie tightened her legs around her lover’s head and humped with more vigor. Trisha was still trying to come up. She started slapping Stephanie’s ass and scratching at her thighs.

Just a few seconds longer.

Trisha finally stopped moving. Stephanie continued to face fuck her, grinding her needy cunt up and down her entire face—mouth, chin, nose, everything—until her pussy tightened and a gush of twat juice oozed from her slit.

“Oh, fuck, yeeeessss!” she screamed as she tightened her grip on Trisha’s head and forced it hard against her sex organ. Her whole body started convulsing and thrashing around as wave after wave of intense orgasms hit her.

When it was over, she took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Her lips parted into a smile and she looked down at Trisha. “That was so good,” she said.

She’d been underwater for a very long time. Stephanie tapped her head.

No response from Trisha.

Oh, no!

She tapped her head again. “Trisha?” she shouted. This time there was fear in her voice. She lifted Trisha’s upper body out of the pool. Her head fell limp to the side.

Please, no!

She checked her pulse. It was beating, but very weak. She struggled to get the 110-pound woman out of the pool and called 911.

All was quiet at the 23rdDistrict and that was one of the things Jenna loved most about being a firefighter. They had their tiresome days like every other job, but it really wasn’t that bad most of the time.

She worked two 24-hour shifts each week, and most of that time was spent socializing, washing the truck, and doing equipment inspections.

She was on her second 24-hour shift for the week and everything was fine. They hadn’t received a single call yet.

Anderson was playing cards on one of the bunks with Tracey. Jenna was reading a book on the bunk across from them.

Ron came out of the shower room with a towel tossed over his masculine shoulders. Stevens was right behind him, fully dressed.

Ron tossed the towel on the bunk and sat down. He noticed Jenna lying on her side reading a thesaurus. He was just about to ask why when the alarm sounded.

They hadn’t heard it in such a long time that it scared everybody. They dropped what they were doing and ran for the fire pole.

Jill and Bill stayed behind with a few others in case they got another call. The pulled the doors of the firehouse shut.

Bill felt a sharp pain in his lower back. He grimaced in agony, but kept from shouting out by gritting his teeth. He didn’t want anyone to know about his injury. He turned and walked to the locker room.

Jill noticed his awkward walk and followed close behind him. She stopped outside the locker room and listened. She heard Bill pop the cap off a bottle and shake some pills in his hand.

She walked inside as he was swallowing them. They made eye contact. Bill gave her a defensive mind-your-own-business glare, but of course Jill didn’t pay it any attention.

“Your back bothering you?” she asked.

No answer; no acknowledgement; nothing from Bill.

“Haven’t you had it looked at?” asked Jill.

Cynically, he said, “Take it easy, Florence Nightingale. I’m fine.”

“You’re fine? You don’t look fine.” She took the bottle from the locker and looked at the label. They were prescription pills for back pains, but for someone else. Bill was using somebody else’s prescription medicine. As a firefighter, he should’ve known better than to do that.

She glared at him the way a mother glares at a naughty child. She said, “And aren’t these pills a little…unorthodox?”

“They’re just painkillers.”

“If it’s that bad you should see a doctor.”

“Look, don’t worry about me. All I know is I’m not going on the inactive list. Once you’re behind a desk, you’re never back out on the line. And even if you do get back out, they always look at you funny like you’re gonna get hurt or something. I’m not gonna do it.” He slammed the locker shut and started to leave.

“Does Jenna know?”

Jenna? thought Bill. The story she told him about her ex-boyfriend was what got him so worried in the first place.

Bill turned and said, “No. Jenna does not know, and you better not tell her. She’s already had to deal with one gimp boyfriend, and I’m not gonna be the second. So just keep it shut, alright?”

“You shouldn’t be working if you’re injured. If you’re not up to par, someone’s gonna end up dead. If not you, one of the crew, or maybe even worse—a civilian.”

“The minute I stop carrying my load, I’ll pack up my gear. Until then, just keep your mouth shut!” He stormed out and headed to his bunk.

It took the crew a little longer than usual to arrive at house. It was a weekend. There were so many people out shopping. Many were reluctant to pull out of the way. It was irritating seeing how selfish people could be.

They found the street and made a right turn. Halfway down, a woman in a maid’s outfit ran to the middle of the street and flagged them down yelling, “Over here! She’s drowning. She’s in the backyard. It’s this way.” The woman was their next door neighbor.

The truck came to a squeaking halt at the curb. The crew was off and sprinting to through the gates within seconds.

An Asian-American woman in a skimpy, black bikini was leaning over the body of a brunette wearing a colorful bikini that was just as skimpy.

Stephanie yelled, “Hurry, she’s not breathing.”

“What happened?”

Stephanie said, “I don’t know. I was swimming and…and she was at the bottom of the pool and I dragged her out.” It was a lie, but what else was she going to tell them? She was eating my pussy under the water and I almost drowned her when I locked my legs around her head and came in her mouth? I don’t think so.

Ron and Stevens were the first to get to her. Stevens was pumping her chest while Ron handled the machine that blew air in her lungs. But there was one person missing—the person who was supposed to be checking her vital signs.

Anderson, the highest ranking firefighter on the scene, noticed Jenna standing alone at the far end of the pool. “Jameson,” he shouted. “Jameson, snap out of it and get over here.”

Jenna picked her equipment up and hurried to their side. She said, “Okay guys, I got a pulse.”

About a minute later, Trisha opened her eyes and started coughing up water. Everyone let out a sigh of relief. It was definitely a load off Stephanie’s guilt-ridden conscience.

Anderson ordered them to check her neck because Stephanie had told him she dove in.

Ron felt around the base of her neck and spine. He said, “Her neck seems to be fine.”

“Is she gonna be okay?” asked Stephanie.

“She’ll be fine,” replied Stevens. She gave him a big, wet hug and thanked him.

Stevens blushed as his cock started sliding down his leg. He said, “You might wanna keep an eye on her for the next couple days and get her to her doctor. If there’re any problems, get her to the hospital.”

They helped her up. Anderson said, “Alright, let’s pack up and go home.” He called Jenna over. He wanted to talk to her while the ladies were busy flirting with Ron and Stevens.

“These drowning calls are rough on you, huh?” Anderson asked. This wasn’t the first time he’d seen her freeze up in this situation.

Jenna’s eyes started watering. She was getting emotional. She said, “I should be used to them by now. I keep telling myself it’s just another call, but I keep seeing her face.” Tears started to roll down her cheeks. “I keep thinking it was my fault.”

“You gotta stop blaming yourself. There was nothing you could’ve done. You were just a kid.”

I just wish I had another chance,” Jenna said as she choked back tears.

“I can still see her face as she was trying to get her breath, and then she went under. I watched my sister drown and I couldn’t do anything about it.”

Her sister’s drowning was the main reason she chose to become a firefighter. She wanted to spend her life helping people to make up for the sister that she was powerless to save so many years ago. She’d saved many lives since then, but nothing could ever free her from that dreadful memory.

Chapter 7

What would it be this time? thought Bill. He lay in his bunk after taking his painkillers and arguing with Jill over whether or not he should report his injury.

Those painkillers were having a strange side effect. They made him drowsy like other painkillers, but they kept giving him strange dreams. He kept dreaming about sex all the time.

It was never sex with Jenna either. It was always some kind of kinky sex in a crazy place, sometimes with people he’d never seen before.

The pills started taking effect. He felt a warm sensation in his legs and stomach. His eyes felt heavy. He rolled over in his bunk and he fell asleep.

Seven people were outside washing the truck. Four were men; three were women. This time, the women were people who worked at the station; Jill, Tracey, and Sandy.

Anderson, Bill and Ron were three of the men. The fourth one was a man from a different department named Lieutenant Hill.

Everyone was dressed in yellow firefighter overcoats with nothing underneath. The ladies looked particularly erotic clad this way.

These dreams were usually seen in first person view, but this time it was like he was watching it from the outside like a man watching a porno.

Sandy was on top of the truck with Anderson licking her hole as she slowly moved her body in a snaking motion. Anderson enjoyed the strain on his tongue as it met her pussy. When it got tired, the sweet taste and invigorating scent would give him what he needed to keep going.

Tracey was bent over with two guys fucking her. One was getting his cock polished while the other played with her puffy cunt lips. This seemed to arouse Tracey. She started sucking the other man’s cock harder. She stroked it with one hand and kept a firm grip on the truck for balance with the other.

One of them took a sponge out of a bucket and started dripping sudsy water all over Tracey’s rear end.

She turned around and started giving Bill a blowjob. Ron watched her suck his cock in her mouth. He felt his cock growing to the point that it hurt, so he spread Tracey’s ass and filled her sweet pussy.

Hill spooned in behind Jill and started kissing her neck. The sun had started to shine brighter on her breasts, which felt so good while Hill twisted and kneaded her nipples.

She spun around and dropped to her knees. She licked her lips and gobbled his meaty prick down her throat.

Jill was a gifted cock sucker. As she deep-throated him, she allowed saliva to build up and forced it to the tip of her tongue. She left a long strand, extending about six inches, between her tongue and his cock.

“Ah” groaned Hill trying not to cum before she did.

She spun her tight ass around and started doing a slow grinding tease that made Hill’s cock so stiff that it started throbbing and jumping. He steadied it with his hand and let the head push through Jill’s horny sex.

“Ooohhhhhhh!” she moaned. She clenched her teeth as Hill started pounding her tender hole.

Sandy’s pussy was pumping out tons of love juice. Anderson was drilling her on top of one of the trucks. She leaned upward so she could see his shaft slipping inside her while she gyrated her clit.

As with all dreams, they changed locations and positions at a moments notice. In this dream, they even seemed to change sex partners.

Anderson was pinned on the truck with Jill giving him a blowjob. Bill had Sandy’s legs in the air as he fucked her on a truck railing.

She said, "Fuck my pussy." Hearing this sexy blonde talk dirty was all it took to make him spill his seed. He pulled out and Sandy dropped to her knees. Hot spoo shot out all over her lips and dripped to the concrete, but not before she lapped most of it up.

Anderson saw the way Sandy swallowed Bill’s seed. He was already on the verge of climaxing, and that did it for him. His balls tightened and started pumping loads of nut juice all over Jill’s heaving tits.

Tracey had both ends of her young body filled with two big cocks. Hill and Ron were pumping hard and fast. Tracey was a slut. She could handle them both without the slightest gag.

Bill’s dream was weird. At this point, he could he her getting drilled in slow motion. Each thrust made her butt jiggle. Every detail of her face could be seen. She was biting her lower lip and moaning loudly, but he could hear her words.

She deep throated Ron. He looked down and saw her with his cock buried to the hilt in her mouth. An intense tingle scurried up his penis into her mouth. “Ohh!” he cried.

Hill came next, pulling his cock out and stroking it as salty streams of sperm burst free. Tracey spun around and caught a hefty portion of it.

The real Bill sat up from bed. He looked around the empty room. His cock was throbbing and pitching a tent under the sheet. He hurried to the bathroom to become one with himself, but then the alarm rang.

Chapter 8

The crew that responded to the drowning call was about to stop traffic so they could back the truck in. Captain Marks ran out and stopped them.

“We got another call. Some asshole’s about to jump off a building at Main Street and Kensington. The police are already there. We gotta get a move on.”

Once again, the big red truck was speeding down the streets of California.

Police lights were flashing when they arrived at the scene. Onlookers were pointing to the roof of a tall building. Some were taping it. Many motorists had pulled to the side of the road so they could watch.

Captain Marks got out of his SUV and walked across the street to meet with Anderson and Jenna. He said, “We got a male, early thirties, up there on the roof threatening to jump.”

“Psych team there yet?”

“Not yet. We got a couple officers up there trying to talk him down.”

“How bad is he?”

“He could go at any time, so we’re gonna get up there and get ready. Come with me.”

For some reason, the building managers had shut down the elevators. Marks and his team had to walk up ten flights of stairs to get to the roof. The sun was beaming down on them and they really needed a drink.

The first thing they heard when they got to the top was the jumper screaming, “Stay the fuck away from me!”

A cop held up a hand as a sign of submission and said, “Alright.”

There were four cops up there and they all looked beaten. One of them said, “We’re not getting anywhere with this guy.”

Marks said, “Where the fuck is the psych team?”

“They’ve been called and they’re in route.”

“What are we supposed to do until they get here?” asked Jenna.

“We just sit and wait,” Marks said.

The man looked like he was ready to leap now. Jenna shook her head and said, “No way.” She hopped over the barrier and was on her way before anyone could get a hold of her.

“Jameson!” barked the Captain.

She continued walking to the man. He was wearing an outfit made of denim. It was really dirty though. His hands were very brawny. She guessed he did a lot of work with them. Maybe he was a construction worker who had just gotten laid off.

He blurted, “Get back.”

“Just relax, alright? I just want to talk to you.”

“Just leave me alone. I just need time to think.”

“You have all the time in the world, just tell me your name.”

“Uh…” He was stunned by her dazzling appearance. He didn’t know they made firefighters this pretty. “Anthony, my name’s Anthony,” he said sheepishly.

 “Just do us all a favor and come down from there.”

His face went blank as he pondered the proposal. Still staring down, he started to get teary eyed and said, “No.”

“Anthony, why are you doing this?”

“Wiping away a tear, he said, “That bitch.”

Jenna noticed he couldn’t look her in the eye. He was obviously very shy and unsure of himself around pretty women. She tried to use it to her advantage by complimenting him. “Anthony,” she said, “don’t tell me you’re doing this over a woman. A good looking guy like you could get any woman you want.”

“It’s not that,” he sobbed. “She took my little girl.” He looked up. “You don’t understand. You don’t know what it’s like to think you can…can never hold her, get little kisses, or teach her to ride a bike.”

“Okay Anthony, just calm down. We can get people to help you. Just come down from here and I promise we’ll take care of everything.”

Rapidly shaking his head no, Anthony said, “No, no, it’s too late.”

“What’s her name, Anthony?”

“Mariah.”

“It’s time to put all that pain aside right now and think about Mariah. There’s gonna come a time when she needs her daddy. If you go over that ledge, you’re not gonna be around and I know you don’t want that, Anthony.”

Tears were rolling down his face. He shrugged his shoulders, said, “I don’t know what I want.”

“You gotta be strong for Mariah.”

“Fuck!” Anthony shouted. “Why does life have to be so hard?”

A brief pause, then he said, “Ya know, she turned two the other day, and I went to call her and say happy birthday and her mom wouldn’t even put her on the phone.” He bit his lip as anger boiled inside of him. He started wiping away tears and said, “I just looked at her pictures and cried all night.”

“I bet she looks just like her daddy. Do you have a picture of her, Anthony?”

His facial expression seemed to lighten as he pulled his wallet out.

He caught a glimpse of the fire truck’s ladder being moved into position under the spot where he was standing. “What are you doing? What the fuck are they doing? I swear I’ll jump!”

“Just look at me, Anthony; just look at me. Everything’s gonna be okay. Let me see the picture.”

He leaned over to hand her the wallet. Just as her hand touched his, he lost his footing and screamed as he stumbled over the side of the building!

Jenna grasps his arm and held onto him with the strength of a demon.

Anderson and Captain Marks hurdled the barrier without hesitation. Time was of the essence. Jenna was strong, but she could only hold him for so long. He outweighed her by a good 50 pounds.

Anderson and the Captain reached over the side and grabbed Anthony’s shirt. They pulled the frightened man to safety. The police cuffed him.

Marks glared at Jenna and said, “That was foolish! What were you thinking?”

“It’s better late than never, right?”

Chapter 9

Four whole weeks since the accident, and now that Jenna had saved a man’s life, she was finally starting to lighten up, and when Jenna lightened up, everybody lightened up. She was the spirit of the department.

Smiles were plentiful. It felt good. There hadn’t been a genuine smile in that place for a long time.

They were nearing the end of their two-day shift. That meant five days in a row of rest and relaxation.

Jenna had finished telling Tracey her heroine story. They walked in the sleeping quarters.

Stevens and Ron had just come out of the shower and were busy drying off and putting cologne on.

Tracey asked, “So what’s up with you two?”

Jenna said, “They’ve got a hot double date tonight.”

“What, those personal ads finally paid off,” joked Tracey.

They laughed.

“Come on, guys. Spill the beans. Who are they?”

“Those girls from the pool party.”

Jenna and Tracey gave each other a knowing glance and smiled at each other. They weren’t stupid. They knew how grateful women could be.

Ron and Stevens gave each other a high five and left.

Anderson peered through the door. “Jameson, Captain Marks wants to see you downstairs.”

Judging by his tone and the look on his face, she knew it couldn’t be good news.

“Jenna,” said the Captain. Pointing to a fat older man with a beard, he said, “This is Captain Williams, and you know Lieutenant Hill.” Michael Hill, her ex-boyfriend. Now she was positive this couldn’t be good.

“They’re investigating you in a suspected arson in the factory district and they wanna ask you a couple questions.”

What? Arson? Me?

Michael was very cocky and cynical as he said, “I heard about your showboating today on the roof. Nice work.”

“Will you just…”

“Alright, that’s enough,” interrupted Captain Williams. “Jameson, we’re on an investigation on the case of the burned down warehouse.”

He reached into his right breast pocket and removed something wrapped in plastic. “We found this. It’s your name tag. Do you have any idea how it got there?”

“No,” Jenna said. “I don’t remember dropping this.”

“The reason I ask is because your station wasn’t on this fire.”

“What?”

Captain Williams leaned forward and spoke clearly and slowly. “I said the two-three wasn’t there…so why were you?”

Jenna’s heart skipped a beat. Now she understood what was going on. “I…I wasn’t. I don’t know.”

“We’ll be in touch,” Captain Williams said in way that let them know he thought she had something to do with the fire. He headed to the exit and Captain Marks followed. He noticed Michael wasn’t with him. “Hill!” he barked.

Michael said, “I’ll be there in a minute,” and faced Jenna. “Listen, about that day at the funeral. I just wanna say I’m sorry.”

Jenna gave a fake smile and said, “Michael, save it.” She’d heard it a thousand times before.

“Don’t give me your save-it bullshit. I think we have things to discuss. We didn’t even talk about why you left.”

“I did all the talking, but you never listened.”

“Great, maybe you’re right. But I’m ready to listen now. I’ll do anything,” he said as he approached her and touched her soft cheek. “Remember how good we were together? It can be that way again.”

He started kissing her neck. Jenna allowed him briefly as old feelings started to resurface, but Bill was too special to her to risk losing over Michael’s lies. She pulled away from him. “Michael, please.”

He held her closer and started biting her neck. She tried to pull away. He bit her harder. She shoved him away. “Michael! What the fuck are you doing?”

Michael tried to suppress his rage. He said, “Alright, you’re right. I’m sorry. I just really need this to work.”

“Why don’t you just leave me alone?” Jenna turned and ran upstairs.

Michael watched her go, his rage growing with every stair she climbed. How could that ungrateful bitch betray me like that? He felt utterly rejected, used, and hurt beyond repair. He’d sacrificed his career for her and she wouldn’t so much as give him a few seconds to talk it over. His pain turned to hatred in a matter of seconds.

“I’ll fucking leave you alone!” he shouted. “I’m the one who’s fucking alone! I put my life on the fucking line for you and this is the thanks I get!”

Jenna turned at the top of the stairs. She didn’t recognize the man at the bottom. She’d seen him angry before, but now he looked scary, terrifying even. His face was blood-red and twisted in an evil fury.

A cold chill made her shiver. She was really afraid of what he might be capable of.

Chapter 10

“How do I look?” asked Trisha.

“For the ump-teenth time, you look fine,” answered Stephanie. “I’d bang ya.”

Trisha smiled. “I just wanna look good for the guys.”

Stephanie wrapped her arms around her and planted a wet kiss on her mouth. She looked her up and down and said, “Believe me, you look good.”

Trisha was wearing a lime wrap-around skirt with a matching bikini top that accentuated her well-developed abs. She was stunning.

Stephanie was just was sexy. She was wearing a black miniskirt with high heels and no panties.

It was her idea to ask the guys over. She felt so bad about nearly drowning Trisha that she volunteered to have sex with a man for her. The logical choice was the men who saved her life.

Stephanie had never been with a man before, so Trisha spent all day teaching her how to perform oral sex by substituting a Popsicle for a penis. Stephanie was a natural. She got the technique down within a few tries.

After that, they spent the rest of the day cleaning the house. They finally got it the way they wanted it. The main thing was to get neon lights set up around the swimming pool to give off a romantic glow.

The doorbell rang as Stephanie was putting the finishing touches on her lipstick. She waited outside on the terrace while Trisha answered the door.

“Hi, guys,” she said.

Ron and Stevens were taken aback. Oddly enough, Trisha was even sexier with clothes. The outfit made her look dazzling. Ron was captivated by the development in her abs. He liked to work out too, so he knew a body builder when he saw one.

She welcomed them in and led them through the house to the pool. It looked a lot different from earlier. There was a fantastic violet glow out back.

Stephanie sat with her legs crossed, sipping a glass of red wine. They walked out back. She stood to welcome them.

“I can’t thank you guys enough for saving me today,” Trisha said.

“Aw, it’s all in a day’s work,” said Ron, regretting it as soon as it came out of his mouth. It sounded so corny, but the women didn’t seem to notice.

“Oh, quit being modest,” said Stephanie.

Ron asked Trisha if she wanted to go for a swim. She laughed and said, “I think I’ve had my fill of water for the day. How ‘bout a drink?”

She led him back to the living room. Stephanie stayed outside with Stevens. He liked the scenery with the blue water and neon glow.

She asked, “Would you like to go for a swim?”

He laughed, said, “I didn’t bring my bathing suit.”

Stephanie started sliding the straps off her shoulders. Looking up at him with her big, brown eyes, she said, “You don’t need a bathing suit.”

Stevens’s eyes popped open. He started unbuttoning his shirt and said, “Skinny dipping—that’s good. Okay.”

Stephanie had never felt this way towards a man, but the sight of Stevens getting naked was making her pussy juices stir. Not that Stevens had a great body or anything. He had a skinny, white-boy body. It was his heroic actions earlier that got her steamy and hot.

“Come on, hurry up,” she said softly as she leaned back and dipped her hair in the lukewarm water and lifted her D-cup breasts out to give Stevens a taste of what was coming.

His haste to get his clothes off ended up slowing him down. Stephanie was totally naked and waiting for him in the pool by the time he got his shirt undone. Then she waited patiently as he struggled to get his shoes and pants off. She had to admit that he was cute in a boyish kind of way.

When he finally got his clothes off, she stepped in the pool. Stephanie treaded to side his side, wasting no time in finding out what it was like to kiss a man.

She pressed her soft tits on his chest and held him close. It felt strange not feeling a chest like her own, but she adjusted quickly and started kissing him more aggressively.

Stevens sat on the edge of the pool with his legs spread wide. Stephanie wanted to put her cock sucking lessons to use.

She grabbed his penis, felt it pulsing in her hands. She gave the head a hard suck and then let the whole shaft enter her mouth. It was really smooth and thick. It didn’t have a taste aside from the chlorinated water.

She felt it touch the back of her throat and almost lost her lunch out of shock. She pulled it out and swallowed it back down. This time she let it stay there until her throat adjusted.

She started contracting her throat muscles on it. When she lifted her head, she could taste a hint of pre-cum. It was salty.

Suddenly her pussy started streaming vaginal juices into the warm water and she started sucking his cock at a frenzied pace.

It was just like the Popsicle except it was warm and didn’t melt as she sucked it. On the contrary, she could swear his dick got bigger while it was in her mouth.

After a few minutes, she started getting the hang of it and even went into a split, letting the water swish around on her horny pussy while she blew him.

Trisha took Ron’s glass of wine and sat it next to hers on the coffee table. She faced Ron and said, “I was real happy when Stephanie said she invited you guys over tonight.” She massaged his bulky shoulder. “I wanted to show you my appreciation.”

She leaned in and gently kissed his lips. Ron was a good kisser with a soft tongue.

She helped him get his shirt off and kissed her way down his equally impressive body. She pulled his cock out his pants. It was already hard and pulsing in her hand.

She watched his reaction as she licked pre-cum off the tip and inhaled his cock in her mouth. She’d take it so deep that her lips touched his pubic hairs, then slowly rise up and gulp it back down.

Trisha’s bobbing motion caused her tits to rub on his pant material. Her cunt trickled pussy juice. It started oozing out and sliding down her thigh. Mmmmmmm.

She stroked his cock with her hand and circled the head with her tongue while she let her warm breath blow over it.

Ron leaned back and enjoyed both shows. From where he was sitting, he could see Stevens getting his shaft spit-shined by Stephanie in the pool. They held each other’s hand as they got out and came in the living room.

Stephanie had a beautiful shape. Her tits were huge and her pussy hair was shaven into a perfect triangle. Ron felt his cock swelling larger as she came nearer.

Trisha was still slurping Ron’s cock. She and Stephanie traded places.

Trisha leaned in and started sucking on her friend’s fat outer lips while Stevens eased in behind her. He spread Trisha’s vagina and slid his pulsing shaft inside.

He watched Trisha sucking on her pussy. The more he watched, the more eager his cock grew. He started pounding hard in her twat. The pleasure became too great and Trisha had to stop licking her pussy to concentrate on her own sex.

Stephanie stared at Ron’s meaty cock wondering what it would feel like inside of her. Her pussy was dripping juice and she wanted it so bad, but most women said their first time hurt. Stephanie had had sex with many women, but when it came to dealing with dicks, she was still a virgin.

She built up a huge ball of saliva and left it on the tip of Ron’s prick for added lubrication. She mounted him and put his throbbing cock head between her pussy lips. Her legs started twitching when she felt the heat from his shaft on her sex. “Ohhh,” she moaned.

Ron watched her pussy spread wider as more and more of his girth entered her hole. His cock was jumping madly. The only thing keeping it from moving was the amazing tightness in Stephanie’s hole. He hadn’t felt a pussy this tight since high school.

She took his whole cock inside her on the first try and started rocking on it.

Seeing Stephanie stuffed full of cock triggered an intense orgasm in Trisha. Her pussy oozed hot cum as Stevens gladly pushed it back up in her.

Trisha inched her way over to the couch. She pulled Ron’s cock out of Stephanie’s pussy when she was at the peak of a bounce, and shoved it in her own mouth, sucking her girlfriend’s sweet juices off.

Ron nearly came in her mouth. Then he felt warm, wet skin touch his cock as she stuffed it back inside of Stephanie. “Oh shit!” he moaned.

Trisha wasn’t satisfied with the sample taste. She told Stephanie to turn around and ride him backwards so she could lick her clit. She did so, and Trisha alternated between a mouthful of cock and a mouthful of pussy as Stevens drilled her pussy from behind.

She came again. This was like a fantasy come to life. She’d bury her face in Stephanie’s pierced pussy while she bounced up and down on his shaft until her tongue got tired.

“Oh, Yes! Oooohhhh! Yeah, fuck! Fuck me, oh yeah,” screamed Stephanie. Her pussy contracted unbelievably tight around his cock. She came so hard that she almost passed out with him deep inside of her.

The couch was a normal size, but they somehow managed to fit all four of them on it at one time. They’d traded back to their original partners.

The women were lying on their backs on half the couch each. Ron was waist deep in Trisha’s tight hole and Stevens had Stephanie’s legs so high that her head touched her knees.

Stevens was hypnotized by Stephanie’s beautiful dark eyes looking up at him. Their faces were very close. The room smelled of freaky sex. Her pussy was really tender at this point. His cock pulsed with every thrust into her wet cunt. She let out a low squeak that almost sent him over the edge.

Think of the weather. Think of hockey scores. Just don’t cum yet, thought Stevens.

Stephanie was cumming on his dick again. She started mirroring his movements, meeting his thrusts with uncontrolled lust.

Trisha asked, “Ever fuck on a glass coffee table?”

Ron looked at the thin table and said, “Isn’t that kinda dangerous?”

Trisha smiled and said, “Yeah!”

Fuck it. They traded partners once again. Trisha laid her sweaty body on the table.

Stephanie bent over with her head above Trisha’s and let Ron go to work of her soft hole. Stevens pleasured himself in Trisha’s asshole this time, but he was careful not to hit too hard or else the glass could break.

The thought of it was stressing him out, but Trisha seemed aroused by it. She and Stephanie started kissing as another intense orgasm hit her.

“Fuck my ass,” she screamed.

Soon, all four of them were moaning in pleasure and kissing and sucking whatever came near their mouths.

The distinct blissful tingle of a brewing orgasm overwhelmed Stevens. He pulled his cock out and let his gooey genetic code squirt all over Trisha’s wet cunt.

Poor Ron had reached his limits as well. He could have gone longer but seeing his friend squirt all over Trisha gave him a need to relieve himself.

He pulled his cock out of Stephanie’s pussy and started stroking it rapidly over Trisha’s head. Stephanie kneeled; putting her head by her girlfriend’s face, and waited patiently to get her first taste of male semen.

“Here it comes,” groaned Ron.

Spunk shot out and dribbled down to Trisha’s face. Most of it was getting in her eyes and nose, but that didn’t stop her from opening wide in hopes of getting a mouthful.

Stevens and Ron backed away and watched the girls. Stephanie tongue kissed her friend. They intertwined their tongues and swapped cum in and out of their mouths, then swallowed it when they were done.

Trisha got off the table. She asked the guys, “How was that for a thank you?”

Ron smiled and said, “I think you showed your gratitude quite well.”

“I’ll bet you’ve never been thanked like that before.”

“No, ma’am,” lied Ron. This sort of thing happened about three or four times a year. Stephanie and Trisha might have been the sexiest women they had so far, but they were far from the firsts.

The guys got dressed and kissed the girls goodnight.

“I think I’m in love,” said Stevens as they got in the car.

Ron started laughing. He said, “You’re not in love.”

“No, I think this is the real thing. I think Stephanie is the one for me and I know she felt the same way. I could see it in her eyes when I was banging her.”

Sarcastically, Ron said, “Yeah right. And I could see it too when I was cumming in her mouth.”

“Hey, don’t talk that way about my woman.”

Ron laughed. He threw up his hands in submission and said, “Easy, buddy, I’m only kidding.” He started the car and backed out of the driveway.

“I’m serious, man. I felt a connection with her. I think she was really digging me.”

The funny thing is Stephanie really was digging him. The whole night she thought of him. Her pussy was on fire the whole night.

She slept on the couch because she felt like she was cheating on Stevens when Trisha tried to snuggle close to her. She enjoyed her first taste of cock a little more than she’d expected.

She didn’t sleep a wink that night. She lay in the living room staring up at the ceiling wondering what changes were happening in her and what it was going to do to her relationship with Trisha.

Chapter 11

“I still can’t believe they think I had anything to do with this,” said Jenna.

She was leaning on a wall talking to her friend, Bell, on a payphone. She was supposed to be off work, but someone called in sick so she volunteered to take his place. She wanted every penny she could get in case they suspended her or worse.

She looked a mess. Stress was apparent in her young face. She had taken a shower but she hadn’t blown her hair dry. It looked awful.

“How did it get there,” asked Bell over the phone.

“I don’t know; it must be an old tag or something. You know I lose them all the time.”

“Are they gonna keep you?”

“I have no idea. They said they’re still investigating, so who knows?”

Mike entered the room, his boots clanking on the floor as he walked his cocky walk to his bunk.

“Listen Bell, I gotta go, okay? I’ll see ya tomorrow. Bye.” She hung up and lay down on her bunk, which was next to Mike’s.

He was reading through a porn magazine. Jenna looked at it and her lips curved into a slight smile. Mike was a nasty boy who was full of himself. He’d been trying to get in Jenna’s pants for the longest. Luckily she didn’t work too many shifts with him, and the only reason she was working with him now was because of the call-off.

He noticed Jenna was wearing a very tight top that looked like a bra. Her jumbo tits pressed firm against it. Between that and his porn magazine, his beefy cock was starting to slide down his leg.

“Hi, Dirty Old Man,” said Jenna.

“Hey, if the Supreme Court says we can have these dirty magazines in our barracks, then fuck it,” he said matter-of-factly. “It’s good enough for me. Want one?”

He was irritating, but very charming. Jenna couldn’t help but smile at him. “You pervert,” she said.

Mike joked, “Believe me; I read these magazines strictly for the articles.”

“Yeah, right. That’s what they all say,” she laughed.

He leaned forward. “Have you ever thought about posing nude?” The thought of Jenna’s huge tits in a porno made his cock stiffen some more.

Jenna turned her back to him and said, “Yeah, right, in your dreams.”

Mike was a tall, muscular man with a sexy build and a boatload of arrogant charm. The only thing that kept Jenna from sleeping with him was Bill.

She wanted to let him fuck her very badly although she’d never let Mike know that. She didn’t want his head to get any bigger or else he might not be able to make it down the pole.

The thought of having sex with him caused her pussy to tingle. Mike was good at reading faces. Jenna was glad she had her back to him or else he would have seen it in her eyes and then he really would’ve hounded her.

She drifted off into a wet dream while Mike gawked at her sexy figure and fantasized about her.

Jenna was dressed in sexy, thigh-length, red leather boots with a matching bikini bottom and gloves. Her breasts were bare. She was wearing a spiked red collar and her hair was tied in two braided ponytails.

She had the look a nymphomaniac as she started dancing seductively to heavy rock music. There were flames all around her, very close, but none could touch or harm her. She controlled them and they obeyed.

Mike appeared out of nowhere. He was wearing something that he would never wear in real life—fireman’s boots and a harness, nothing else.

His bare cock pressed against Jenna’s leather bottom as they attacked each other, their lips locking in a passionate kiss.

Though Mike was taller than Jenna in real life, she seemed to dwell a few inches over him now. She tossed her head back and let Mike cup and suck her bosomy chest.

Jenna turned around. Mike spooned in behind her and squeezed her bare tits from behind as she forced her ass back into his crotch. She was teasing him. He smashed her tits together and started kissing her neck. A moan escaped her mouth.

She squatted a little lower. Mike dropped with her. He slid his rough hands along her inner thighs and started rubbing her nub.

Jenna dropped to her knees. His cock was massive and throbbing and begging for satisfaction so she wrapped her glossy lips around it and started sucking it. Her pussy started creaming as she felt the smooth head of his penis glide over the roof of her mouth and tongue.

Flames sparked up higher as a reaction to her lust. White smoke floated around the room.

“Mmmm” moaned Jenna. Her pace quickened.

Mike moaned as she held his hands and started sucking him deep. She let his cock slip in and out of her wet mouth until it was almost about to fall out, and then she’d suck it back in hard and deep, giving it the tight squeeze of a virgin’s cunt.

She stood and propped her leg on the same barrel that Mike was leaning on. Her leather bikini bottom had somehow disappeared.

“Stick your tongue in me,” she commanded.

A high screech came out of Jenna’s mouth when she felt Mike’s tender tongue enter her snatch. Her pussy tightened and started pumping hot juice into his mouth.

He lapped it down like a thirsty dog. Mmmmm.

“Yes!” she creamed. She rammed her crotch in his face so hard that he had to hold on by grabbing her around her tan lines to keep from falling over.

When he’d swallowed his fill of pussy juice, he bent her over the barrel. Her clit was poking out and that entire crotch area was sopping wet.

He put his hard cock between her puffy lips and pushed forward. “Ohhh!” moaned Jenna. She was trembling. She had an instance climax.

Mike enjoyed the feel of her tight hole contracting on his shaft. He didn’t move until he’d run out of hole to shove it in, then he put her leg up and started chopping her pussy brutally to the beat of the music.

Flames sparked again as their master spilled her love juice all over Mike’s hard cock. Her eyes rolled back and she almost passed out. “Yeah, fuck meee!”

He turned her around. She put one of her long, slender legs over his shoulder. Mike was surprised at the flexibility in Jenna’s tender body.

He watched her face twist in passion as he was shoving his dick back inside her. “Fuck my pussy harder!”

He heard an explosion coming from behind them, but the explosion couldn’t hurt them. Instead, it turned them on more. Again, they heard a loud bang and Mike shoved his sex deeper and harder in Jenna’s eager nest.

He took her breast in his mouth. “Yes,” she moaned. They took turned rubbing her clit as he continued to drill her.

The fire rose high enough to touch the ceiling, yet nothing burned still.

Mike’s cock was burning like the flames around them. They were both moaning and screaming at the tops of their lungs.

He started fucking her harder, making her tits jiggle with every thrust. She shoved her tongue in his mouth, and that was it.

“Aahhhhh!” he screamed as he pulled his cock out and started stroking it.

Jenna slid down the barrel to her knees without breaking eye contact with his bucking cock.

The flames were so bright that the room was illuminated in a glorious red glow. Yellow sparks danced everywhere.

Mike convulsed from the unbearable sensation of lust he felt as hot spoo burst free of his throbbing cock and landed on Jenna’s tits two feet away.

He kept stroking his cock. More cum dribbled down. Jenna closed her mouth around his spent prick and started sucking for what was left in him.

Mike’s lust started dying down. Jenna was satisfied as well.

The flames started receding with their desires until there was nothing left, just the two of them sleeping in their bunks at the 23rd District Fire Department.

Chapter 12

The call came in the early hours of the morning.

This time Jenna was working with her normal crew, plus a black man named Bill Johnson, a chunky, cute black man with glasses.

There was a report of a baby drowning in a bath tub. The crew gathered their things and hopped on the truck.

Jenna gave herself a mental pep talk as they sped down the street. Another drowning call. She was determined not to freeze up this time.

Odd, but the house was quiet when they got there. Usually there would be a frantic parent standing outside to flag them down. There wasn’t a soul to be seen anywhere.

Captain Marks wondered if they’d gotten the right house for a moment. He checked the address. They were at the right place.

Johnson led the way inside. “Hello?” he called as he opened the door. He didn’t see anyone on the first floor.

“I’m upstairs,” he heard a woman yell. It was coming from the second floor.

Johnson scaled the stairs two at a time with Jill and Anderson close behind him. He was first in the bathroom.

A blood rush turned his ebony cheeks a dark shade of red. There was a woman in the bathtub and no babies to be found anywhere. He looked away and tried to hide a sheepish grin.

Her name was Cindy. She was butt-ass naked and her toe was wedged in the faucet.

“Hi,” said the beautiful blonde trying to cover her enormous melons with her arm. “My toe kinda got stuck.”

Anderson and Jill were more experienced than Johnson. They could tell she was faking her embarrassment. She was a groupie. She faked these calls because she wanted a big, strong firefighter to come to her rescue.

She wanted them to see her wet tits glistening in the water so they could lust after her and try to fuck later on, which she would gladly do after playing hard-to-get for a couple weeks.

She was sexy, but she looked so silly with her toe in the faucet. Johnson and Anderson couldn’t think about sex at a time like this. They were too busy trying not to laugh.

Anderson was on the verge of losing control so he said, “I think this one’s your alley, buddy.” To Jill, he whispered, “You stay here and make sure he doesn’t get in any trouble.”

Anderson went in the hallway. He doubled over laughing. His face turned bright red. There were veins popping out of his neck.

It got to the point that he couldn’t keep quiet anymore. He went a little further down the hall. He looked in one of the open doors. It was a bedroom. He went inside, closed the door and buried his face in a pillow to muffle his loud bellows of laughter.

Meanwhile, Johnson took his yellow coat off and kneeled next to the tub. He tried to focus on the toe, but Cindy’s tits were so big.

Her arm wasn’t doing very much good at keeping them concealed. He couldn’t help but sneak a peak every now and then as he worked. He could see part of a brown nipple at the top of her arm. His cock started getting hard.

He touched her toe. She tensed and started giggling. “Ooh, that tickles,” she said.

He turned to Jill and said, “I think I’m gonna need a little help here.”

She opened a yellow medicine box and handed Johnson a bottle of ointment to use for lubrication.

Cindy started making baby faces at him as he spread the ointment around her toes. Jill couldn’t take anymore. She was making her sick. She had to leave.

“I don’t mean to tickle you,” said Johnson.

She looked him square in the eye and said, “It’s okay, you can’t help it.” Referring to his fingers, she said, “They’re just so big and long.”

The water was clear and shallow. He could see through to her pubic mound. It was bald and fat, and her clit swollen and prominent between her pussy lips. His cock was at full salute now.

Jill talked it over with Anderson and they decided to play a little joke on Jenna and Bill. Jill had to do the talking because Anderson didn’t think he could say it with a straight face.

They ran outside. Jill tried her hardest to look panicked, said, “They need you inside. The little girl was stuck in the tub and Johnson’s having a hard time getting her breathing.”

Jenna and Bill sprinted upstairs to the bathroom. As they entered, Jenna said, “What’ve we got here?”

They stopped dead in their tracks when they saw what was going on. Bill leaned out the door with a rye smirk on his face and said, “Very funny, guys.”

Jenna gave him a what’s-next look and said, “I give up.”

Johnson freed Cindy’s toe as Bill and Jenna were leaving. Cindy leaned forward and said, “Thanks, you are so great! Wow!”

Johnson talked with her for a few moments. When it was time to leave, she opened her arms and gave him a tight squeeze, pressing his face in her wet cleavage. His cock was throbbing now.

They were alone, so he quickly scribbled his name and number on a piece of toilet paper and mouthed the words, “Call me.”

Jill was smoking a cigarette when Jenna came out with her boyfriend and Johnson. Jenna said, “That was a babe in the tub, not a baby in the tub.”

Although it was a warm morning, Johnson had his fire jacket closed tight to hide the tent in his pants.

Jill said, “Hey, Johnson, did she show you her rubber ducky?”

“Everything but,” he answered with the biggest smile of them all.

“Okay, Romeo, let’s go,” said Anderson, and they headed back to the station cracking jokes on him the entire trip.

Mike was one of the firefighters still at the station on standby. He was throwing darts at the dartboard when Stevens walked in and said, “Hey, Mike, the captain wanted us to finish mopping the floor downstairs while they were out.”

Mike sighed, said, “I hate mopping that big-ass fucking floor.”

“I already did most of it,” said Stevens as he wiped sweat from his forehead. “You got the rest.”

“Why don’t you take care of it for me?”

Stevens laughed. “I don’t think so.”

“Come on, I’ll play ya for it,” said Mike holding up a dart. “If I win, you mop my half of the floor. If you win, you get a hundred bucks.”

“Sure, I’ll take your money,” Stevens said as he approached. “One throw each?”

“Closest wins, sure.”

Stevens threw first. He was excited to see that his dart landed only one space away from the bull’s eye. “Yes! I can taste that money already.”

Mike took a deep breath and tossed his dart. It landed directly in the center.

“Fuck!” shouted Stevens.

Mike gave him a pat on the back and waved goodbye to him. “Have fun.”

Sandy brushed by him as he was leaving and started asking Mike questions about Jenna and the arson case.

He filled her in on the rumors he’d heard floating around the station. He picked up a new dart and tossed it at the board.

“Nice shot,” said Sandy, but she was more concerned with hearing more about Jenna.

He said, “So anyway, I don’t know; that’s just what I heard. They think she had something to do with those arson fires downtown.”

Sandy rolled her eyes. Sarcastically, she said, “Yeah, like I’ll believe that for a second.”

Stevens stopped as he was entering the downstairs lobby where the fire trucks were kept. He sighed as he looked at the long stretch of floor that he had to mop because he was dumb enough to make that bogus bet.

He took his shirt back off, picked up the mop, and started working on the other half. This time he worked slower. His arms were really tired.

He saw the door open slowly out of the corner if his eye. He knew it couldn’t be someone who worked there because they usually opened the door quickly and made a lot of noise when they did it.

At the precise moment the other crew had arrived at Cindy’s house, a beautiful blonde named Jane knocked three times on the fire department door and stuck her head through. “Hi, she said, “My car just broke down. Do you think I can use your telephone?”

She walked inside. Stevens was stunned by her gorgeous appearance. She was wearing long white stockings, high heeled boots and a sexy pink raincoat.

Somehow he just knew there weren’t any clothes under that raincoat. It was wrapped too tight around her body, plus it wasn’t raining outside.

Stevens looked her up and down, observed her sexy walk and the seductive way she looked at him.

“Sure, the phone’s right around there,” he pointed.

Jane started walking in the direction he pointed. She said, “Wow, look at this truck. This is great.”

She started walking along the length of the truck acting like she admired it. She wasn’t the least bit interested in the truck.

She was after something more lucrative. Jane was a prostitute who was tired of sucking cocks for a living.

If Stevens would’ve been paying closer attention, he would have noticed the black purse he thought she was carrying was actually a small camcorder. Her plan was to tape something controversial so news companies would pay her enough to retire off of.

Stevens seemed to be taking the bait nicely, and the firehouse was empty. Everything was going better than she thought it would.

She neared the middle of the truck and said, “What are all these buttons and knobs for?”

Stevens hurried to her side. He explained what most of the switches, dials, knobs, and buttons did, not that Jane was paying any attention.

She took a step closer, looked up with her dreamy, bedroom eyes; and slid her hand along a red pipe that strangely reminded her of a cock. She asked, “And what about this one?”

“This one is a shutoff valve. When one of the hoses isn’t being used, we use this to release the pressure so the hose doesn’t explode.”

She waited for him to finish talking. When he was done, she leaned into him and grabbed a handful of Stevens’s penis as she said, “What about this big knob?”

She was pleased to see that it was already a little stiff.

Stevens shuddered when she touched him. “Whoa,” he moaned, and started giggling bashfully.

“What can this do?” asked Jane and she massaged his dick and balls and backed him into the truck. “Come on. Take it out and let me see what it can do.”

I can’t believe my luck. First Stephanie and Trisha, now this sexy blonde, thought Stevens. But he didn’t want to have sex at work because he didn’t know how long the other half of the crew would be out.

Jane unzipped his pants with one hand as she kissed his neck. That took away what little will he had to resist. He leaned back on the truck and let her have her way with him.

She took her raincoat off and dropped to her knees. As expected, she wasn’t wearing anything other than pink panties and a matching bra.

She pulled his pants to the floor and took his member in her mouth without using her hands. She started twisted her head in a corkscrew motion as she slurped his cock and moaned with delight.

Stevens grabbed her head and thrust his cock deeper in her warm mouth. She was growling and moaning as she savagely attacked him. “Mmmmmm!” she moaned. Her pussy started getting hot.

Stevens reached over and started squeezing Jane’s soft ass as she continued to suck him off. It looked so sexy in her pink panties. He wanted to see if her pussy was as good as her mouth.

He sat on the truck’s running board and helped Jane to her feet while she slid her panties down.

They kissed passionately. Jane wrapped a leg around him and pressed her hot cunt to his crotch and started grinded him.

His wet cock slid around on her pubic mound. Every now and then his cock head would slip between her pussy lips. Jane would cry out as she felt it pushing at her hole before it slipped out and slipped in again.

Stevens spun her around. He cupped her tits as he allowed his cock to fall between her soft ass cheeks. She reached between her legs and grabbed a handful of his throbbing cock, felt it pulsing in her hand, and slid it in her pussy.

Stevens started trembling as she lowered her body on his shaft. It was so tight and wet. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He fought to keep from squealing as Jane’s cunt consumed the full length of his prick.

She started bouncing on his dick as she watched him over her shoulder and fed from his lust

He grabbed her hands. He held them behind her back. She continued rocking her eager hole on his prick. His roughness made her pussy stream more.

Stevens kicked his pants the rest of the way off. Jane leaned into the truck and poked her ass out, eagerly waiting for Stevens to stuff her.

He looked at her bent over with those sexy, white stocking and high heeled boots and he almost came just looking at her. He eased up behind her and filled her with his pulsing rod.

“Fuck me,” she moaned.

He loved the view from the back. Jane had a great figure. Her slim waist fit nicely in her round, petite ass. He kneaded her soft ass as he drilled her hole, never taking his eyes off the way it jiggled with each thrust.
 
She watched over her right shoulder until she saw the look of a man who about to cum appear on his face. She stood up. His cock fell out. She grabbed her camcorder and asked, “Have you ever been videotaped?”

Stevens felt awkward. He said, “What?”

“I wanna videotape you fucking me.”

His cock was jumping. She stopped at the exact moment he was about to cum. He was dying to get back inside her and lessen the agonizing tingle in his loins. “Fuck,” he said out of frustration.

“Please,” Jane said looking at him with her pretty eyes. She started playing in her pubic hairs and spread her pussy lips.

How could he say no to a sight like that? “Okay, get up on top,” he ordered.

He smacked her sexy ass as she ascended the truck. Damn, she looked good in those laced stockings.

She lay on her back with her legs spread wide open. Stevens slid his eager prick in the Vee of her hot crotch. He bypassed her pussy when he saw the ridges of her asshole an inch below it.

She almost lost control and dropped the camera when she felt him shoving his member deep inside her brown eye without giving it time to adjust.

Her ass tensed as he started pushing his swollen meat in it. It was a surprise, but it felt really good. It had been a long time since she’d had a dick in her butt. Most customers either wanted straight sex or a blowjob.

She activated the camera. Her pussy tingled as the sight of him pounding her hole appeared on the black screen. She could almost taste the money now.

Jane enjoyed the anal pounding as she taped Stevens, and got plenty of shots of the firehouse so there wouldn’t be a debate about where they were when this happened. After she got all the shots, she started to focus her attention on Stevens and the tingly sensation in asshole.

“Fuck my ass,” she said, Stevens’s body glistening with sweat in the camera lens. She got a close-up of him sliding his fat prick in her nest. It felt so good. It was driving her crazy. “That’s it, baby.”

Her ass was so much tighter than her pussy. Stevens felt a burning tingle in his penis. His ass clenched and hot cum started pouring out of his member. He pulled out and let it spill all over her swollen pussy lips.

The sensation was so heavenly that he accidentally let out a very loud scream that made it all the way upstairs to the keen ears of Ron, Tracey, Sandy, and Mike. Ron had a gut feeling that he knew what was going on, so he volunteered to go down and check it out.

He walked in just as Stevens was stroking the last of his seed onto Jane’s slit. Ron said, “Stevens, what do you think you’re doing? If the captain catches you, your ass is history.”

“The captain is not gonna catch me, okay?”

“That’s what you think,” said Ron as he took the camera from Jane.

“Hey, what do you think you’re doing, asshole?” she shouted.

“Look, man, why don’t you just lighten up?” said Stevens.

Ron started taking the film out of the camcorder. He looked up at Stevens and said, “Lighten up? Do you know what happened to the last guy who got caught fucking in the station? He ended up on Hardcopy, Entertainment Tonight, and now his ass is out of the squad.”

He handed Jane her empty camera. The film was safe in the palm of his hand. “You gotta go,” he said.

“Can I have my tape back?” Jane asked.

“No.” He looked her straight in the eye, held the tape up, and started ripping the film out.

Jane felt like her heart was going to stop. She was on top of a fire truck. She’d just been fucked and she didn’t have anything to show for it—no money, no tape to sell, nothing.

“Get the fuck out of here,” said Ron.

If there’s one thing life on the streets had taught her, it’s that there’ll always be a second chance as long as you don’t fuck everything up by losing control the first time something goes wrong.

She took her raincoat off the floor and politely walked out. Her idea worked the first time; it would work again. She just needed to learn from this experience and come up with a better plan.

Ron waited until he heard the door click shut before he started lecturing his friend. “Stevens, what are you doing, man. You stupid fuck.” He threw the unraveled tape at him and walked out.

Stevens leaned on his elbows thinking of the bad decision he’d just made. Ron was right. That woman could have used that tape to cause a lot of problems for him.

He also felt remorseful for having sex with another woman after he’d just given Ron that long speech the other night about Stephanie being the woman of his dreams.

He felt like an ass-naked hypocrite, and it didn’t feel good.

Chapter 13

Another day had gone by and the rumors around the 23rd were starting to get ridiculous.

Jenna paid it no mind at first, but she went to Captain Marks about it when someone came to her and asked if it was true that she had conspired to start the fire with Bill as a symbol of her their burning love for each other.

The captain was astonished that a group of the best firefighters he’d ever worked with would allow the rumors to mutate like that.

He said, “Jenna, you should take the rest of the day off and get some rest. I’ll take care of it.”

“That’s not necessary, Sir.”

“No, really, take the rest of the day off; get some rest. You’ve been going through a lot lately. If you get too tired out, you’re not gonna be any good to anybody.” He gave her a fatherly smile and said, “I prefer to think of it as an investment in company assets.”

“Thank you, Captain,” Jenna said.

She went to the sleeping quarters and started getting her civilian clothes out of her locker. Bill Johnson was walking past. He said, “Jenna, your shift ain’t over ‘til six.”

She filled him in on the crazy rumors that were going around and told him Captain Marks gave her permission to leave early.

Johnson smiled, said, “Remember that woman who got her toe stuck in the faucet?”

“Yes,” Jenna said with a giggle.

“I got a date with her tonight.”

“I figured that would happen. I could tell she had the hots for you.”

“Yeah, but I’ll bet you didn’t know she had the hots for you too.”

Jenna was surprised. “Wh…what?”

“I said, ‘She’s got the hots for you too.’ She mentioned something about us having a threesome with you tonight after dinner. I told her you had to work, but since you’re off, you might as well come with us and get your groove on.”

“Johnson!”

“What?”

“I can’t believe you asked me that. You know I’m with Bill.”

“I know, but didn’t you say he lets you sleep with women?”

“Yes.”

“Well there you go,” he said as if the answer should be obvious.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean you and me can both get our groove on with Cindy. We don’t have to have sex with each other. She can be the meat in our sex sandwich and we can be the bread.” He had a big, goofy smile on his face that made Jenna grin.

She thought it over for a moment and said, “Okay, it’s on.”

Captain Marks called each of his crew members into his office and questioned them about the rumors one at a time. Everybody was pointing the finger at everybody else, but there were two names that seemed to come out of everybody’s mouth—Ron and Stevens, the Goose and Maverick of the 23rd.

After speaking to everybody else about it, he found them sitting on their bunks. He walked in just in time to catch the tail end of a conversation about Jenna.

He chewed them out about it for fifteen minutes straight with spit flying out of mouth. His face was blood red when he finally stopped talking.

Ron tried to plead their side by blaming other people, but Marks had had enough. He was tired of it.

“All I am saying is I want the rumors about Jameson to stop until the investigation is complete and the results are released. I don’t wanna hear another fucking word about it! Do you understand?”

They nodded.

“Good,” Marks said in a calm voice as if nothing had happened. Then he politely walked away.

Jenna met up with Cindy at a classy downtown restaurant. Heads had been turning from the second the lovely young women stepped through the door.

They were both blonde and beautiful and wearing pumps and miniskirts that barely covered their crotches. Their tops were tight and short, accentuating their sexy bellies and plump breasts.

They’d just finished eating dinner.  Jenna pushed her plate away and said, “That was really good.”

Cindy said, “Super yummy,” in her ditsy way of talking. She was incredibly sexy, but oh-so dumb. She could be really irritating sometimes.

Jenna sipped the last bit of her champagne. The waiter asked if he could interest them in some coffee.

“No, could we just get the check, please? Thanks.”

The captain was right. It was nice being able to take a day off and relax. She felt a lot better.

Cindy said, “I was glad that you were able to come out this evening. Too bad Bill couldn’t join us.”

“Yeah, he said he had to stay at the station ‘til about midnight.” He ended up filling in for Jenna. How ironic. “But he’ll meet us back at the house,” Jenna said. “We’ll get better acquainted.” She smiled and winked.

“Mmmm,” Cindy moaned. “Ya know, it has been sooo long since I have been able to go out. And I was so excited to find out that you were into girls too.”

Jenna felt Cindy’s hand touching her thigh under the table. “Easy now,” she said and pushed her hand away.

Cindy touched her again. This time she slid her hand all the way up her thigh. Jenna pushed her hand away again, but this time Cindy had triggered something in her. Her pussy started getting that itch. She said, “Wait until we get home.”

Cindy said, “I want you now.” She lifted a red napkin and intentionally dropped it. “Oops. Excuse me.”

Jenna watched in horror as she crawled under the table. She seemed like a spontaneous woman who would happily eat another woman’s pussy in a crowded restaurant and wouldn’t care if they got caught.

“Don’t!” Jenna commanded, but it was too late. She felt Cindy forcefully spread her thighs, move her panties aside, and blow on her clitoris just before she closed her lips around it and started sucking.

Jenna’s pussy started dripping juice in her mouth instantly. She hadn’t had a good fucking since Bill after the funeral, but she had a lot to lose if somebody saw them.

“Check,” she called out. “Could we please get the check please?”

The waiter came over and placed the check on the table as Cindy licked her pulsing cunt.

It’d be a 20-minute drive home. That was a long way to travel with a horny pussy, Jenna thought. She said, “Could you tell me where the bathroom is?”

Cindy pinned her to the bathroom wall. They locked eyes. Their breathing was heavy and rapid.

Cindy slid her hands down Jenna’s slim waist as she passionate kissed her mouth. Her tongue was soft and sweet and the kiss seemed to fuel their lusts for each other. Every kiss was deeper and harder than the last.

Jenna noticed a full length mirror on the wall next to them. They looked really erotic huddled against the wall with their huge tits smashed together and Jenna cupping Cindy’s soft ass.

She slowly raised her skirt. Her ass was perfectly shaped. It was tanned without any lines.

Jenna lifted her top over her head. Cindy’s tits spilled out. An air conditioned chill hit her nipples and hardened them instantly. They were so hard it hurt.

They were obviously enhanced, but so well-done that it didn’t matter. Her nipples were swollen and pointy, and like her ass, there weren’t any tan lines.

Jenna bowed to her knees as Cindy raised a leg. Her pussy was recently shaven. She had a hoop pearl earring through her clit. Jenna extended her long tongue and started licking the ring before moving lower to the swollen outer lips.

“Yeah, lick my pussy,” cried Cindy.

She made her tongue hook downwards and put it at the bottom of her pussy lips. Then she curved it upward and used it to part her pink muff in two. Vaginal fluids secreted onto her taste buds.

Jenna felt a huge puddle of pussy juice collecting on her tongue. She leaned back slowly. Her own pussy started juicing when she saw a long strand of Cindy’s fluids connected to her tongue and Cindy’s cunt. Jenna closed the gap and swallowed a mouthful.

Jenna had closed her mouth on her vagina and was circling her clit with her tongue. She was eating her pussy far better than any man. “Yeah, yeah, yeah!” moaned Cindy. She came in Jenna’s mouth, her hole of fire now.

Jenna ate her pussy for more than five minutes in that same position. She spent most of her time playing with her clit ring. She liked the way it felt in her mouth and Cindy seemed to enjoy it.

She would kiss it like the lips on your face and insert her long tongue deep inside it so she could savor the bittersweet flavor of her juicing bald pussy.

“Yeah!” moaned Cindy, gasping for breath.

Jenna stood up and pinned her on a stall door. She cupped her tits and admired them briefly before latching her lips on them.

They were so soft and huge and they had a sweet taste that resembled their candy smell.

It was driving Jenna mad. She pinned her against the stall with a choke hold and continued sucking her tits like a savage. Cindy screamed, “Oh, yeah!” She liked rough sex.

Cindy slowly lifted her shirt off. Jenna’s tits were almost as huge as hers.

Cindy pushed her into the stall and bent her over the toilet seat. She lifted her skirt and the aroma of horny pussy hit her nose.

She smacked the tattoo on her ass and called her a bitch, which sent Jenna into her first orgasm of the night. She arched her back and let hot cooze seep from her hot slit.

Jenna came again as she felt her pointed tongue sliding around her asshole. Ooohhhhhhh! She reached around and opened her cheeks wider so the whore could get better access.

“Yeeeeeessss! Put your tongue in my ass,” begged Jenna.

A waitress entered the restroom to wash her hands and nearly fainted from what she saw.

“Fuck my ass with your tongue,” pleaded Jenna.

The waitress ran out as Jenna’s cunt started dripping more of her hot fluids. “Put your tongue up my ass!”

“What do you want me to do?” Cindy asked, but only because she liked hearing Jenna beg.

“Put your tongue up my ass.”

Cindy did it and this time she slid her tongue to her tender slit and licked her way back up. Jenna clenched the toilet seat as another orgasm hit her. “Fuck meeeeee!”

Cindy opened her pussy and started licking her fingers to get them wet. “You want me to fuck you?”

“Yes, I want you to fuck me.” She put a leg on the seat and opened wide.

Cindy spread her pussy lips and slid two fingers in her juicy wet hole. She couldn’t believe how tight her pussy felt on her hands. She could feel it pulsing on her outer finger.

She wished she could trade her pussy for a dick for five minutes so she could see how a pussy that tight felt wrapped around a cock.

“Fuck my fingers,” said Cindy as she started ramming her fingers in Jenna’s eager twat. Once she got her going, she put her tongue back in her ass, and Jenna came hard, this time screaming and bucking like a madwoman. Her grip on the toilet seat was so tight that her knuckles turned pale.

After Jenna regained her strength, she sat on the seat with her legs wide open. Cindy mounted her like a man would, and started grinding her horny twat on Jenna’s swollen lips.

Her piercing stimulated her pussy very well, but it wasn’t as good as a nice, hard piece of wood. Too bad my boyfriend isn’t here, thought Jenna.

Cindy was really getting into her role as the man. She actually started smacking pelvises with her like she had a cock, and then she would rub pussies with her again.

“Fuck my pussy,” said Jenna Jameson. She reached around and stuck her finger in Cindy’s ass and she really started drilling her.

The girls were really wet with sweat and their big tits were slipping all over each other.

Cindy started sucking her nipple and finger fucking her. She got back on her knees.

She lifted Jenna’s slender legs and licked her from her anus all the way up to her clit.

“Ooooooohhhhhh!” she screeched.

She used her thumbs to open her pussy wider so she could get deep inside. She forced her tongue so deep in her that it was starting to feel tired and strained, but her lust willed her to go deeper.

Then a replay of a scene from a porno played in her mind. Cindy liked watching lesbian porn, and her favorites always had one thing in common. She stuck her fingers deep inside Jenna’s hole, and then pulled them out and stuffed them in her mouth for her to taste her own juices.

Jenna grabbed her hand and started licking and slurping it like a dick until it was cleaned and polished. Then she guided it back to her love hole and fucked herself with it.

Cindy had been making Jenna cum all night, but now she was the one gritting her teeth while her twat jerked and spasmed and dripped her vaginal fluids onto the floor.

When it was all out, she started finger fucking Jenna harder and faster while she gyrated her clit with her free hand and kissed her adoringly.

It felt so good that Jenna actually stood and started bouncing up and down on her hand like she was riding cock; she needed a cock right now.

Cindy used both hands to cup her tits and kiss her nipples. Jenna stared at her as whispered, “Make my pussy cum.”

Cindy kissed her mouth, then her naval piercing, and arrived at the mound of soft, heated, wet flesh. Jenna pushed her pelvis forward to meet her lips.

Her legs started trembling with excitement as another orgasm approached, this time it was gonna be a whopper. Her pussy started burning with fire.

Cindy made her tongue hook deep inside Jenna, hitting her G-spot, causing her to buck and thrash like an animal with her teeth mashed together to keep from screaming out.

She slumped back exhausted and spent.

Jenna got dressed the fastest. Now that she was satisfied, her concerns shifted to what was really important—keeping herself off the front page news. This, combined with the arson case, could be more than enough to destroy her career.

She washed her face in the sink and reapplied her makeup. Her hair looked awful after the sex romp. She took a brush out of her purse and started fixing it.

She’d dropped her purse on the floor and thought nothing of until she saw Cindy’s head moving up and down at the bottom of the mirror.

She turned. She was surprised to see Cindy squatting, still topless, and rummaging through her purse. Jenna said, “What you doing?” She snatched it away and said, “Why are you going through my purse?”

Cindy stood up with a smile on her face as if getting caught was cute to her. She was holding Jenna’s wallet. She said, “To find your badge, your fireman ID.”

Jenna snatched it from her hands and screamed, “You’re a fireman groupie. I knew it. You’re the kind of girl who takes out personal ads—‘Hot-blooded blonde, need of fireman to extinguish my desires.’”

Cindy smiled brightly and said, “Hey, that was good.”

Something registered in Jenna’s mind. “I’ll bet you didn’t really get your toe stuck.”

As if she had said something really stupid and obvious, Cindy said, “Hel-lo. I put it in there myself.”

“Freak,” Jenna said, and stormed out of the restaurant.

Cindy watched her leave and yelled, “Call me?” as Jenna was leaving. She was so stupid she didn’t realize that she had just pissed her off. She thought she’d be flattered to know she had planned to get them out there for a date. Oh well.

As Jenna walked into the night’s warm air, she was thinking I’m not gonna call that bitch, but I’m sure as hell gonna call Johnson and warn him about her crazy ass.

Then she came to a halt when something else surfaced in her mind as she unlocked her doors. “What if she had something to do with that person who planted my badge at the fire?” she thought out loud. “Why else would she have wanted to look at my badge? How could I be so stupid?”

She got in her car and drove home. She felt really dirty after having sex with that nasty slut so she took a shower, braided her hair in two big pigtails, and changed into something more comfortable.

She called the precinct and asked to speak to Johnson so she could fill him in on what happened with that wicked tramp.

The phone rang for an unusually long time. When somebody picked up, she heard a lot of commotion and the fire alarm blazing in the background.

She asked to speak to Johnson. The person who’d picked up was so loud and panic stricken that she couldn’t figure out who it was. He told her Johnson couldn’t come to the phone because they had a huge fire that they had to attend to immediate.

As the person was hanging up, she heard somebody mention where the inferno was at. She slipped her shoes on and ran out the door.

Chapter 14

It was whopper. Jenna hadn’t seen a fire this big in a long time. Actually, she’d never seen a fire this big.

It was a four-story office building. There were flames everywhere and she could hear parts of the building exploding as she got out of her car.

A truck was already on site and another one was pulling up. The night sky was blanketed in black and grey smoke. Crew members were trying to get more hoses in place as a firefighter lay at the top of ladder and sprayed water at the upper level flames.

It was scary, but there was something about the atmosphere that made her want to be involved. It was similar to the feeling a soldier gets when he volunteers to go on hazardous grounds. It’s an instinct inside of them that can’t be explained in any way that would make sense to a normal person, but the need to rush into the danger was ablaze inside of her, and she was aching to get her hands dirty.

Captain Marks was looking at a map of the internal structure of the building. He noticed a set of huge tits walking up to him. “What are you doing here, Jameson?”

“I was at home when I heard the two-three called in.”

“You just couldn’t stay away, huh?”

Jenna smiled and said, “You know how I love a barbecue.”

They both nearly jumped out of their skin when a nearby window exploded on the second floor and sent debris and broken glass everywhere.

The captain looked at her and said, “It looks like you found one. Got your gear here?”

“Yes.”

“Hurry up.”

Jenna popped the trunk of her car. She started taking her clothes off right there in the parking lot as Marks pulled an ax from a side compartment on the truck. Bill scurried up to him and said, “That night manager says there’s still two security guards in there.”

“Any idea where?” asked Jenna as she slammed the trunk shut.

“The second floor.”

Captain Marks really didn’t want to take her in the building with him. Jenna was too emotionally unstable, but he realized he didn’t have a choice because the rest of the crew had more than enough to keep them busy. It seemed like two new flames popped up to replace every one they put out. Jenna and Bill were the only two left.

“Come on, Jameson, and stay close,” said the Captain, reluctantly.

They got equipped with O2 tanks and flashlights and headed into the building. Captain Marks led the way with Bill in the middle and Jenna bringing up the rear.

They had to walk in a single file line because all the hallways were narrowed by fires on both sides.

Through fire and extreme smoke, the Captain managed to lead them safely to the stairwell. The paint on the wall had been burned to a crisp and there were minor flames on the stairs leading up, but it seemed safe enough to pass.

It was scorching hot and their suits were adding to their problems. They were twenty pounds and insulated to keep heat from entering, but the same insulation that kept outside heat getting in, also trapped their own body heat inside. They had to fight fatigue and dehydration as they ascended the stairs and stepped past the flames that lined the upper floor.

They’d been lucky so far. All the flames were off to the side. It allowed them to pass through safely and quickly as long as they could get through the smoke.

They opened the first door they came to. They entered and flashed their lights throughout the room.

They saw one of the guards lying on the floor unconscious, but they could tell by the rise and fall of his chest that he was still alive.

“I’ll take this one down. You look for the other one,” yelled Marks.

Jenna and Bill started searching the rest of the floor as the Captain lifted the guard on his shoulders. They found their way into a large room that had probably been the second floor’s main lobby.

“Is there anybody in here?” called Jenna.

No response.

They continued further down, being careful to scan every crevice. Jenna continued to call out while Bill listened for a response. The missing guard was nowhere to be found. They figured maybe he had gotten out on his own.

They had all but given up when Bill caught a glimpse of a figure moving in the shadows. He was crouching at first, and then he jumped to his feet and ran out an exit. They knew he was a firefighter because he was carrying an ax.

There was something about him that creeped them both out. Bill and Jenna proceeded to the spot where he was crouching.

Jenna shined her light at the floor and caught the reflection of something that looked like a badge. Without looking at it, she somehow had a gut feeling she knew who it belonged to.

She picked it up and read the twelve-letter name engraved on it. “It’s my badge,” she said in confusion. “What’s going on?”

Bill said, “Let’s find out,” and darted in the direction that the rogue firefighter went in.

He gained ground on him fast, mainly because the other guy was being careful not to run into a flame. Bill, on the other hand, was pissed and didn’t give a fuck. His arms chopped at the air as he closed the gap on him with his long strides.

“Who are you, and what the fuck is this?” yelled Jenna as Bill cornered him. Both men had axes and faced off with each other.

Her anger quickly changed to worry when she saw the man swing his ax at Bill. He blocked the attack with his own ax and pushed him away.

The man wasted no time in taking another swing, this time a low attack aimed at Bill’s stomach. He jumped back just in time to avoid having his stomach spilled on the concrete, but the suit was heavy, he was over 40 years old, and he was losing breath quickly.

The other man didn’t seem to have lost anything as he sized Bill up and readied himself for a third attack.

Once again, Bill blocked it, but the rogue firefighter kneed him in his groin. It didn’t floor him, but it was enough to make him drop his ax. The man raised his ax and brought down hard at Bill’s head. Bill side stepped the attack, which caused the ax to smash into a fuse box.

Bill went for his ax, but the intruder kick him in his stomach, knocking him to the floor gasping for breath.

“Look out!” screamed Jenna.

The saboteur advanced on him just as a beam gave way and fell from the ceiling. It landed on his head. The ax fell from his hands as his body collapsed to the floor.

Jenna checked to see if Bill was alright. Nothing was hurt except his pride, so she rushed to the intruder to see who had tried to ruin her.

She took his mask off. “Michael?” she said. “Michael, why?”

Michael looked up at her. He was in excruciating pain and weak. He said, “What are you doing here? You’re not supposed to be here.”

“You’re the one who planted my badge and my tag at the fire? Why? Why would you do something like that?”

He flashed a weak smile, reached up and lovingly caressed her face. The answer was clear.

“I’m sorry,” he moaned as he felt his life slipping away.

“Michael, hang on,” she begged. “Let me get this thing off you, okay.”

Bill grabbed one end of the beam while Jenna took the other. It was huge, about the same width as a human being and twice as long. Bill’s end moved a little, but it was far too heavy to move without help from a machine or the rest of the crew.

Michael coughed and blood started spilling from his mouth. They stopped when they heard the roof squeaking. It was about to collapse. “Get out of here,” Michael said.

“No,” said Jenna with tears welling in her eyes. She felt responsible for this. Maybe if she hadn’t blown him off he wouldn’t have become so bitter. She could have treated him better. Maybe they’d have been good friends.

“It’s all gonna come down.”

“I’m not gonna leave you again,” cried Jenna.

Michael moaned, “I love you.” He closed his eyes and faded into the afterlife.

“No!” screamed Jenna. She shook him, but he gone.

Bill saw bits of paint dropping from the ceiling. The deep squeaking in the walls was getting louder and coming with more frequency.

He grabbed Jenna, said, “It’s gonna go.”

“We can’t leave him.”

“Let’s go!” he barked, and forcefully pulled her to her feet.

They ran back the way they came, and narrowly missed getting caught in an explosion as they crossed into the hallway. The blast wave knocked them both to the floor. Burning particles from the ceiling rained down on them.

They hastily got back to their feet. Bill said, “Let’s get the other security guard and get out of here.”

They found him barely conscious, but still able to walk. He was an older man, so Jenna allowed him to lean on her shoulder as Michael led them out.

Clean air burst into their lungs as they escaped the scorching heat. Paramedics helped the guard onto an ambulance as Jenna continued to walk away. Her head started spinning and it seemed hard to catch her breath.

She walked to the rear of the fire truck and sat down. Bill sat beside her. “Are you okay?” he asked.

“Yeah, I think so.”

“Are we gonna tell anybody about what went on here tonight?”

Without hesitation, she said, “No. It’s gotta be between us. And hopefully when the investigation’s over and the fire’s stopped, it’ll all just go away.” She felt so guilty. She couldn’t believe he was dead.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” she nodded. “Let’s go home.”

Two days later, Jenna attended her second wake in 30 days. Michael was given a hero’s funeral. He was honored as a firefighter who’d died in the line of duty trying to rescue a guard.

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Allison was in the bathroom getting dressed after a shower. She was wearing her bra and panties.

They were discussing the boys they had a crush on while she, herself, was taking her clothes off so she could get a shower before they got settled in.

The girls were very similar in build. They were late bloomers who were just now starting to develop. Their hips were round and they had perky tits with over-sensitive nipples.

They’d seen each other naked plenty of times because they took physical education together. They often joked about sleeping together although it wasn’t anything serious. Homosexuality was common and very much accepted in Australia.

They’d known each other for years and had many sleepovers during that time.

Jamie showered quickly. She was done before Allison was finished brushing her hair.

“So what do you think of those two guys I brought over the other night?” asked Allison as soon as she heard the water shut off in the shower.

“I thought Rick was kinda cute,” Jamie replied.

“I liked Chris.”

“Really?”

“Yeah,” said Allison, excited. Talking about boys was her favorite thing to do. It was the main reason she liked sleeping over so much.

They went on talking about the boys and what kind of boys they liked while Jamie dried off. Allison was leaning against the sink staring at her body as she did it. It would seem odd to most people, but Jamie didn’t think anything of it.

They lay across from each other on a full sized bed after they left the bathroom, still in their underwear.

“Tell me who you like, Jamie” asked Allison.

“Who I like? Who said I liked anybody?”

Allison started smiling and said, “It’s Rick. Isn’t it?”

Jamie laughed and said, “No, who said that?”

“I just did. Come on; admit it. You want him.”

Monica thought about it and said, “Well, okay, maybe just a little. He’s so cute.”

“What would you do if he was here right now?” There was something about the way she asked the question that should have let Jamie know something was up, but she was too naïve to see it.

“Oh, my god. Let’s not get into that,” said Jamie.

“You wouldn’t do anything. You’re too young for that,” said Allison.

Even though they were both high school seniors, they were two years apart in age because Allison had failed a grade and started school a year late.

“I’m eighteen. I’m old enough,” said Jamie in defense.

Allison’s eyes lit up as a thought surfaced in her head, even though she had been planning this all day. “Why don’t you pretend I’m Ricky?” she said.

“What do you mean?” asked Jamie.

“Just pretend I’m Ricky. What would you do with him?”

“Well I suppose we would talk and then—”

“Would you kiss him?” asked Allison, turning her head sideways and licking her lips, hoping the gesture would make her seem more appealing.

“Yeah,” answered Jamie, “I guess so.”

Allison leaned forward and pressed her tender lips against Jamie’s. She pulled away and asked, “Like that?”

Jamie was looking at her impassively. She didn’t know what to make of it one way or another so she couldn’t answer the question.

When she got no response, Allison leaned back in for another kiss. This time she sucked harder and it lasted a little longer.

The effects were immediate. Allison felt her pussy juices heating to life. She withdrew from the kiss assuming it would’ve had the same effect on Jamie, but it didn’t.

Her face was still impassive as she shook her head and said, “I can’t. You’re not Rick.”

It broke Allison’s heart. The pain was evident in her eyes. She got out of bed and walked out of the room.

Jamie said, “Allison, don’t be mad. Come back.”

Allison wasn’t listening. She left the room in silence.

Jamie lay awake waiting for her to return so she could apologize for being so rude. She waited for what seemed like hours, but it had only been about fifteen minutes. She tossed and turned for another ten or fifteen minutes until she started dozing off.

Though half asleep, she could hear footsteps coming towards her. She opened her eyes and saw Allison standing next to the bed in oversized clothes trying to look like a man. She was wearing a big sweatshirt, a backwards baseball cap with her hair tied to the rear, and blue jeans big enough to swallow her whole.

Jamie looked her up and down, said, “Oh…my…god. I can’t believe you.”

Allison sat down beside Jamie and started rubbing on her leg. Then she touched Jamie’s face and kissed her, tenderly sucking her lips and sticking her tongue in her mouth.

Jamie would rather be kissing a boy, but how could she refuse after Allison had gone through all that trouble? The gesture was just too sweet to resist—sweet enough to put moisture in her pussy even if the thought of fucking a woman didn’t.

Allison pulled Jamie’s tits out of her bra and closed her mouth around the nipple. She flicked her tongue over it a few times and released it. She sat up and pulled the other tit out so she’d have one to squeeze while she sucked on the other one.

She climbed all the way onto the bed and put one of her legs between Jamie’s legs, which were very wide open. She continued sucking each tit, spending a few seconds on each other before moving to the other.

She slid Jamie’s panties out of the way and started fingering her pink pussy. It was slightly moist at first, but it got wetter with every stroke of Allison’s hand.

Jamie closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She felt warm breath on her pussy and then a tongue flicking all over her clit. Her legs reflexively opened wider.

Jamie no longer cared that Allison was a woman. Allison seemed to know what she was doing and it made more sense to give her virginity to a woman who cared for her than a man who just wanted to get his dick wet.

Allison licked around the juicy outer lips and then slid her tongue into the pussy hole so she could taste the juice and lap it up. It had a bland taste with no distinct flavor or scent, probably because Jamie had taken a shower earlier.

Either way, Jamie was getting a thrill from it. Allison looked up and saw her chest heaving. Her eyes were partly closed. She’d smile now and then until a moan would turn it into a passionate grimace.

Allison stimulated her clit with her finger and spread her pussy wide open so she could get really deep inside it. It was puffier now than when she’d started. It was really soaked in saliva and vaginal fluids.

Allison extended her tongue as far as she could and shook her head from side to side, enjoying the fleshy feel of Jamie’s cunt in her mouth.

When she had tasted enough of Jamie’s pussy, she climbed all the way onto the bed kneeling with her hips stuck out just above Jamie’s head. She undid the button and slid the zipper down.

“Now pretend I’m Rick,” said Allison as she pulled out the business end of a strap-on and waved it in Jamie’s face.

“Oh, my god,” laughed Jamie.

She took hold of it. Allison leaned forward to get it closer to Jamie’s mouth. It was about eight inches long and firm, but not as hard as a real dick could get. It was Jamie’s first sexual experience so she didn’t know the difference one way or the other. Besides that, she figured this would be a good chance to get some cock sucking experience in case she got with Rick one day.

She put the “cock” in her mouth and started sucking it the best she could considering it was her first time. She mostly used the techniques that she had learned from watching porn, being careful not to let her teeth scathe the sides.

Allison was really into her role as the man. She was moaning like the dick was really a part of her body. She took the shirt off and lifted her bra above her tits.

“Yeah,” she moaned. “Yeah, yeah.”

Jamie stopped sucking and looked up for a moment. She’d just realized how sexy Allison was. She was very curvy with long, brown hair and a shapely figure with erect, brown nipples on a pair of ample tits. The fact that she was hot for another woman made her more attractive, and Jamie’s pussy started flowing again, this time for the woman rather than the treatment.

She started masturbating the cock as she slid it in and out of her mouth in sync with her hand movements.

Allison recognized the change in Jamie, which made her pussy hotter. She started moaning louder and rubbing on her heaving tits while Jamie wiggled her tongue on the cock head.

The strap-on was soaked in Jamie’s saliva. Allison pulled back far enough to make it slip from Jamie’s hand. Then she lifted one of Jamie’s legs in the air and put the cock between her swollen pussy lips.

Allison felt the tension in her leg as she got ready to enter. She looked at Jamie.

“Be gentle,” said Jamie.

“Okay,” Allison replied, and she started easing her way into Jamie’s hot snatch.

Jamie moaned in pain as the cock head forced her pussy hole to widen. Allison pushed a little further and Jamie let out another loud cry.

Allison was a patient lover. She kept pulling out and putting it back in a little farther each time. She gave Jamie enough time to adjust to the penetration each time.

Jamie was crying out and wincing in pain, but she didn’t want it to stop. Her pussy was hurting but it felt so good.

She kept her eyes closed and concentrated on this new sensation. It was an odd feeling having her body penetrated so deep. She grit her teeth and let her lover keep sliding that hard cock into her. Her eyes popped wide open when she felt it touch the back of her pussy, and she started trashing and screaming and shaking. When the feeling diminished, she realized that she’d just had her first orgasm.

Allison grabbed hold of her leg and thrust into her mimicking the way some of the boys in school had fucked her so many times in the past.

This was Allison’s first time using a strap-on. She didn’t know it would feel so good to her too. The strap in the middle was rubbing her clit, giving her mutual stimulation.

Allison started getting tired, so she lie down and let Jamie try her hand at riding a dick. She mounted it with her tight ass facing Allison because she knew Allison loved he ass so much.

They worked together to slowly insert the cock into Jamie’s pussy. It still hurt but it was a lot less painful this time.

When it was in, Jamie started by grinding her sweet cunt on the mock penis, and then she tried bouncing up and down on it. She had a hard time getting her rhythm down, but after “testing” different techniques and movements, she found that she liked the way it felt when bouncing on it the best. She liked the way it felt slipping into her wet snatch.

Allison pushed Jamie’s upper body forward so she could have a better look at that ass. She started squeezing each cheek and smacking on it. She spread it open and fingered Jamie’s asshole using pussy juice as a lubricant. It gave her asshole an appealing shine that made Allison wish the dick was real so she could shove it in there.

Allison grabbed her thighs and helped Jamie ride her as she thrust up into her pussy as she gawked at her tight ass.

The strap-on was rubbing Jamie’s clit very well in this position. She felt another orgasm coming.  She rocked back and grinded slow while she pinched her nipples.

Her body shuddered and pussy juiced spilled from her horny cunt all over the strap-on.

“Oh, yeah!” Jamie cried.

It seemed like all the energy had gone from her body after the orgasm. She was too tired to move anymore, so she rolled over and lie on the bed. It hurt coming out but she ignored the pain and gave her new lover a kiss.

“Thanks, Rick,” Jamie joked. The two girls smiled at each other and went straight to sleep.

They remained lovers and friends until Jamie moved to the United States where she became the porn star known as Monica Mayhem in the year 2000.

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As Dave was looking at her picture he noticed she had an innocent vibe about her. She seemed like the housewife type, the type that another woman could trust her husband around and not have to worry about her fucking him even if he wanted to.

Her profile became more intriguing after he started reading about her fantasy. She and her husband—mainly her husband—wanted her to have sex with two porn stars at the same time. They wanted her to get fucked in every orifice, and it was important that she get some DP (double penetration) action as well.

He had pictures from women who had a lot more sex appeal than her, but there was something about her innocent look that made Dave curious himself. He couldn’t imagine this small woman handling two cocks at once.

They were from Pennsylvania but they were in San Diego for the time being and insisted on being “auditioned.” He set up the meeting even though he had a feeling it was going to be a waste of time.

He rented another hotel room. This time they had the camera and lights set up before they got there so they could get straight to business.

He started with a short interview, same as last. Her husband was a fat man with receding hair and a shaggy goatee. Looking at them, they seemed like the perfect match. They both had an innocent vibe, but apparently their sex drives were the only things they couldn’t control.

During the interview, Dave found out her favorite position was doggy style. As a matter of fact, when he asked her that, she looked away and her face lit up when she answered him. It was like she was reminiscing about some of the better fucks that she had had in that position.

“When we’re done, are you gonna take her back to your hotel and fuck her doggy style?” Dave asked.

“You better believe it,” replied her husband, whose name was also Dave. “Probably twice.”

“Well, I’ve got two veteran porn stars for you. I’ve got Rod Fontiana and Tice Vanei. They’re two of the best. Whatever you want, they’ll be able to do. They’ll treat you like a lady and they’ll treat like…whatever you wanna be.” He was trying to say they’d treat her like a whore if that’s what turned her on, but he didn’t want to come right out and say it. Even though they were there to do hardcore, nasty-ass butt-fucking and dick sucking, there was still the possibility that she could be offended by vulgar words. It sounds crazy, but you’d be surprised.

He looked at her husband and said, “You gonna be okay with this? You’re not gonna be possessive, controlling, jealous, or anything like that?”

“No,” he replied.

“Okay, well let’s get them in here. I would normally undress you but we got two porn stars. Let’s let them do it.”

“Well, why don’t you go ahead and undress her, Dave” said a voice coming from the back.

It was Rod. Tice was walking in with him. Seeing them made Shannon shiver with excitement and anxiety.

“Get in here Rod and Tice. I’m an old guy; I’m just gonna sit here and watch.” He thought for a moment and said, “Well, I might take my dick out after a while.”

He introduced them. Rod was tall, muscular, and bald. Tice was also tall and muscular, but he had hair. Both were cute and had an air of sex appeal about them that was getting her pussy juicing already.

He introduced them to her husband too, and then Dave and her husband moved to the far ends of the couch so Rod and Tice could have room to work. They moved really suddenly, and Shannon felt like she was a sculpture on display because she was sitting alone in the middle of the couch with everyone’s eyes on her.

She wasn’t alone for long though, because Tice helped her to her feet and motioned her to turn around so he could see what he was about to get.

She was wearing a white, skimpy shirt that looked more like a big bandana that she wrapped around her chest and tied the front in a knot to keep it from falling off. Her flat belly was left exposed. She had on a black skirt that came just above her knees.

“I bet that’s a nice ass,” said Tice as he bent her over.

They raised the skirt. She was wearing maroon panties that looked weird because they were the kind that covered her whole ass. They were used to seeing thongs and G-strings, but the shape was excellent still. It wasn’t too big, but there was enough meat to give you some cushion.

Rod pulled her panties off her butt cheeks. Tice pulled them the rest of the way off and gave them to Dave because they knew how much he liked sniffing chicks’ panties.

“Seventeen seconds and they had your panties off. That’s gotta be a new record,” joked Dave.

The guys weren’t paying him much attention. They got Shannon undressed and got straight to business.

The two Daves got off the couch and Tice sat down. Shannon sat beside him, leaned over and started licking his shaft. Lust overcame her as soon as his manly scent met her nose.

She sucked his cock into her mouth and started bobbing up and down on it. Rod went around to the other end and slid his cock in her pussy. It was already soaked. She didn’t need any foreplay.

“You like that?” he said.

Shannon mumbled something that was barely audible because her mouth was stuffed to capacity with Tice’s dick.

He grabbed a handful of hair and applied a lot of pressure to the top of her head. His cock sank deeper in her mouth and didn’t stop until his pubic hairs touched her lips.

She felt the soft head curve slightly as it reached the back of her throat. She contracted her throat muscles on it and licked along the shaft while she enjoyed the feel of Rod’s pulsating dick reaming her tight cunt.

They got up to change positions, but Shannon dropped to her knees and started sucking both of their cocks before they could do anything. She would deep suck a cock and switch to the other after she’d given it a good licking.

“Open your mouth wide,” said Rod.

She looked up and opened her mouth wide with her tongue sticking out. He grabbed her head and placed the base of his cock between her lips. He let it slide across her soft lips, then she did the same with Tice, leaving a long strand of saliva hanging between her mouth and his cock.

This time, Tice grabbed her head and shoved his dick in her mouth to the hilt. Her eyes popped wide open, her stomach jerked, and the veins in her neck were bulging. She couldn’t breathe.

“That’s right, choke on it!” said Tice, trying to shove his cock in further.

It came out with a sexy swoosh and gurgle. It was glossy wet. She sucked it some more, and then licked his balls as his cock waved back and forth on her forehead.

Rod grabbed her head and shoved his cock in her mouth just as deep. He started fucking her face. She was gagging and spit was falling from her mouth all over her tits and the floor.

No matter how deep they pushed into her, she never backed away or tried to stop until they pulled their beefy pricks out themselves. She even put both cocks in her mouth at the same time, although the tips were the only parts that could fit.

She was driving everyone insane with the loud slurping and powerful suction, plus it was very obvious that she was really enjoying herself. Her wanton attitude alone had all four cocks in the room warm and tingling. The way she went from 0 to 60 in five seconds was amazing.

Tice sat with Shannon sitting on his prick. Whichever hole she was putting his cock in, it was extremely tight and warm. He’d never felt a pussy this tight before, so he asked, “Where’s it going?”

“It’s going right up that ass,” said Shannon.

“Whoa, it’s in your ass?” said Dave. “That just presents a whole new opportunity.”

He didn’t need to tell Rod twice. Shannon’s eyes were closed, but she could see a shadow fall across her body. She opened her eyes just in time to see Rod’s massive torso moving down on her.

He slipped his beefy cock in her pussy, which decreased the space in her ass by half, and Tice moaned loudly. It felt like his cock was in a wet, heated, vice grip.

They started humping her holes with vigor. Her reaction was immediate. Her body shook violently as an intense wave of orgasms overcame her. She screamed in pleasure as her juicy ass shook and jiggled with every thrust of their cocks.

From a spectators’ point of view, it looked even more erotic because of Shannon’s size. Seeing a small woman handle two massive cocks like that was so sexy.

Their cocks seemed as big as her body and the way her tender pussy and asshole gave way to their merciless pounding made it look brutal, but still so enticing.

“Oh, yes, just like that. Fuck my holes, baby!” screamed Shannon, who was totally lost in herself now. Her hair was a complete mess.

“Oh, oh, yes, it feels so fucking good! It feels so good, baby!”

Rod said, “You’re screaming so much I think you need a dick in your mouth.”

“Yes!” she said.

He looked at Dave and said, “Any ideas?”

Dave Cummings got off the couch and whipped his cock out. He was older, but his cock was just as big as Rod and Tice’s, and he was more skilled in using it too.

He went behind the couch and put it Shannon’s face. She hungrily sucked it up. Her body bucked, and cunt juice started spilling from her horny snatch as another intense orgasm overcame and consumed her.

Her screams were muffled by Dave’s cock. The vibration of her vocal cords sent a weird pleasure vibrating through his cock, causing an intense tingle that almost made him cum himself.

Needless to say, things were getting extremely hot in there. They fucked her for the next hour—all three of them—taking turns in her pussy, ass, and mouth. They nailed her in so many positions that she forgot whose cock was whose. Looking back on it, she really didn’t care.

“So, when you get back to the hotel, are you gonna make her shower first or fuck like she is?” asked Dave her of her husband.

He replied, “I’m gonna fuck her like…hopefully full of cum.”

At that time, Shannon was bouncing on Rod’s cock. “Spit that cum out for me,” she yelled.

Seconds later, Rod was moaning and trying to catch his breath. Shannon rose off his cock and globs of white cum dripped out with it. She let everybody get a look it, see how creamy and gooey it was, and sank back onto his prick.

He kept fucking her, enjoying the slippery feel that his cum gave her pussy. He’d slide all the way in and pull out with a wet and shiny cock. Then he’d spread it around to cover his whole cock and balls as the last of his juices leaked into her wet twat.

Shannon wiped some of it up with her hand and tasted it. “It tastes nice and sweet,” she said as she wiped up some more swallowed it. Then she fell to the floor and started sucking it all off his cock.

Tice was watching the entire time. He was massaging his cock to keep it hard for her, but she was so nasty that it made him feel like he was watching a porno.

The longer he masturbated, the better it felt, and it got to the point that he couldn’t hold back anymore. Cum was blazing up his shaft.

“Ready for some more?” he said. He put his cock in her face and stroked his meat.

Shannon opened her mouth wide and started flicking her tongue on the sensitive lower potion of his cock head and breathed warm air on his penis.

“Ohhhh!” shouted Tice as his cock spit hot, sticky spunk all over Shannon face and mouth. He jerked it hard, making the last few drops of cum splatter on her cheeks, mouth, and up her nose.

She lapped at it, sucked at it, and blew bubbles with it. Then she’d suck on his cock to get whatever semen remained and swallow that too.

Her face was drenched in cum. She smeared it all over while she smacked her lips on it and moaned with delight. Then she started sucking their dicks and licking her fingers as she gazed at the camera seductively.

The guys stared in amazement, all five cocks (including the cameraman) still throbbing and jumping.

“You know, Dave,” said Dave Cummings to her husband, “we have a lot of wives who want to be in this series. She is the tops right now.”

He could only imagine how much fun they were going to have at the hotel tonight. Whew!

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It was her senior year, and she was going to a private college when she graduated. The school had its own rules as to how students should behave. Smoking wasn’t allowed, of course, so she was determined to suck as much nicotine as she could between now and then.

Her heart skipped a beat when she heard the restroom door open. She heard someone pushing something with squeaky wheels inside. She knew it must be the janitor.

She heard the door slam shut, and then some movement, and then the movement stopped. The silence in the room was scarier than any noise you could ever hear. She knew the janitor had caught a whiff of smoke.

Her heart started pounding hard. Thump, thump.

She heard him sniffing. Thump, thump.

There were footsteps coming her way. THUMP, THUMP!

He stopped in front of the stall that she was sitting on.

“You know there’s no smoking on school grounds,” he said in his deep voice. Herschel had a southern accent and badly drawled speech. “I’m gonna have to report you to Dean Higgins.”

Wanda grimaced and handed the cigarette to him. He snatched away and said thank you. He stubbed it out on the sole of his shoe and stuffed it into his breast pocket for safe keeping.

“You gotta give me a break. Please,” said Wanda.

“If I let you off, I could lose my job.”

“My daddy will be really mad at me if I get kicked out again.” Wanda had been expelled from two schools before this one because of smoking.

“Please,” she said again, this time sounding more desperate.

“I’d like to help, but what’s in it for me?”

“My mother sends me so much money and I can give you some.”

“I’d like to help you out.”

“But?”

“WHAT’S IN IT FOR ME?” he barked.

Wanda didn’t understand. She knew he wanted something, but she couldn’t figure out what it was. She repeated her last offer about the money.

“Let me think about this. Come into my office.”

She followed him to the office. She didn’t know it was so close. It’s a wonder she never got caught before.

He sat at his desk. She stood in front of him. She was very nervous. Her stomach was twisted in knots.

“Look,” he said, “I don’t want your money, but there is something you can do for me.”

“What’s that?”

“Well I know it’s kinda weird, but I have this collection you can help me out with. I collect girls’ panties.”

Wanda was disgusted, amused, and shocked all at once. “Are you serious?” she asked.

“As a heart attack. Well, what do you say?”

“I say you’re some kind of pervert.”

He stared at her with the same horny-sex-fiend look in his eye. After a brief silence, he said, “Maybe.”

“You want my panties? Never,” said Wanda shaking her head no. “I’ll just tell them what you said.”

“Who do you think they’ll believe? Some two-time loser or me? Besides,” he said as he tapped his breast pocket, “I got your secret with all your lipstick on it.”

He was right. Nobody was going to believe her. She’d been caught too many times.

Plus Herschel was very much respected. Nobody would believe he was the type of man who would make an ultimatum like that. She was having trouble believing it and she was listening to him say it. He just didn’t seem the type.

She had two choices. Give up the panties or get expelled again. She walked around his desk, slipped her panties off from down her skirt, and handed them over to Herschel.

He took them and stared at her for a moment, then lifted them to his nose and took a long sniff. Wanda’s disgust made the scent of her teen pussy seem sweeter.

His body reacted immediately. His cock was getting hard.

“You’re a pervert for sure.”

“Come on. Let’s be friends. So…do you have a boyfriend?”

“Yeah, but I haven’t seen him since July.”

Herschel smiled and asked, “Is he hung?”

“This is not your business…pervert.”

“He’s hung like an ant, huh?”

“He’s bigger than you, I bet.”

“Oh, yeah?” he said. “Well, you tell me.”

He unzipped his pants, reached deep inside, and pulled out a rock-solid, throbbing hard penis.

For some reason, it didn’t surprise Wanda. Considering what he’d done so far, she expected it.

“WELL, AM I BIGGER?” barked Herschel.

Reluctantly, she said, “Yeah, you’re right.”

“I knew it. I’ll bet you’re itching to touch it. Am I right?”

“Pervert,” she kept saying again and again, but he was right. She did want to touch it. It was the first adult cock that she had ever seen, and definitely the biggest. She wasn’t attracted to Herschel at all, but she did want to touch it, and maybe, play with it.

“Don’t be bashful.”

He grabbed her hand and guided it in. A low moan escaped his mouth when he felt the warmth of Wanda’s hand closing around his cock.

She started stroking his cock. It was instinct. She hadn’t had vaginal sex, but she’d sucked a few cocks and masturbated a few guys.

“That’s a good girl,” moaned Herschel. “Nice and hard, huh?”

“Disgusting.”

“Why don’t you just make yourself more comfortable?” With this, he grabbed the top of her head and made her kneel between his legs.

She didn’t resist as much as he thought she would. She went down easily and started stroking his cock again.

He saw her lean forward with her mouth open, tongue slightly out. There was a rush of excitement followed closely by a rush of tingles in his loins as he felt Wanda’s tongue sliding up his shaft.

“Ohhhhhh.”

She wrapped her mouth around the head and took him deep in her mouth. She sucked him slowly, using her hand to stroke the bottom half that was too long to fit in her mouth.

Herschel leaned back. He lifted the panties to his nose and took another long sniff. His cock jumped violently when the scent of pussy met his nose.

“Ohh. Keep going, baby.”

His enjoyment sparked something in Wanda. Her pussy got wet just because of the way he was lusting for her. She stood halfway and gave him a passionate kiss.

She quickly dropped back to her knees and took her shirt off. Two ample tits with dark nipples popped out.

Herschel felt her tits, said, “You’re a real woman.”

Completely into him now, Wanda licked him from his balls to the tip of his cock and then dove back in. She sucked his dick hard and deep for a period longer, enjoying every second of it.

She even did some freaky things that she’d never done during any of her previous blowjobs, like letting a strand of saliva drop from her mouth so she could lick it off before it fell to his balls. Then she’d rub his cock between her tits and let pre-cum leak all over them.

“I can see why you were expelled. That’s not gonna happen here, honey. I’m gonna look out for you. Lay down over here, honey.”

Wanda’s joy quickly turned to fright. Herschel saw the change and said, “There’s nothing to be afraid of. It’s natural.”

“Yeah, but…” said Wanda.  She couldn’t form the words. She didn’t want to tell him she had never had sex before.

He laid her across his desk and stepped between her legs. His cock was throbbing seriously now.

“I’m sure you’ve been here befo—” He stopped talking because he was stunned by the squeeze that Wanda’s pussy was putting on his dick.

“Damn, that’s tight,” he said. He shoved forward, not giving her much time to adjust to his girth. They both screamed out—him from pleasure, her from agony.

“Baby, you’re tight. You’re so tight,” he said as he continued shoving his eager cock in her tender hole. She screamed some more, but he didn’t pay it any attention. He kept pushing it in until he was deep inside her wet, pulsating, teen cunt. It was a very snug fit and it felt so good.

“Oh, that’s tight. You ain’t been with no one like me. I can tell.”

If only you knew.

He started sliding his massive cock in her virgin pussy. He finally realized how much he was hurting her and slowed down. He told her to relax and humped her deeper, but gentler.

Her pussy was getting used to his dick. She kissed him and gradually started enjoying the sex.

She mirrored his every movement although she shuddered sometimes when she felt pain, but it didn’t stop her from loving the feel of heat and stiffness sliding around inside of her.

After a few more minutes, she motioned him away from her so they could switch places. He lay on the desk. She climbed on top of the desk and sat on his eager prick, which was sticking straight up.

She started bouncing on it, enjoying the feel of it going in and out and sliding and bumping every hot and nasty ridge in her little pink pussy.

“Ohhh!” she screamed. She leaned forward to suck face with him. Their lips were smacking loudly as she bounced up and down. Her pussy was so wet that her juices were flowing out, covering his whole shaft, getting all over his balls.

She started grinding slowly. She’d rock back far enough to let the head almost pop out and then rock forward and let it fill her teen pussy again.

Herschel’s leg stiffened and his body tensed up. She got off his cock and stroked it vigorously in her face. Seconds later, there was sticky cum landing in her face as both of them moaned passionately.

She sucked his cock a little longer and rubbed it all around her face and head. It was like she worshipped it.

Its scent and flavor was driving her mad. Every part of her body felt alive. It was like she was outside of herself watching herself in a porn flick.

Porn flick? she thought. She'd found her true calling.

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She didn't have the slightest clue what medicines to take, so she figured she'd take a shower and go to sleep until her mother got home. Instead of getting dressed when she got out of the shower, she only put on a clean pair of panties and a tank top without a bra.

At this age, Tabitha was just getting to know her body. She had been masturbating almost every night before she went to bed. Lying in bed feeling drowsy like she did had brought out a desire to masturbate right there in the early afternoon.

She rubbed her pussy through her panties so she could feel the sensation of the thin material rubbing against her clit.

She thought of all the handsome boys in school. She imagined her fingers being theirs, and it was someone else who was making her feel so good right now.

She moved her panties to the side and touched her clit. Her leg twitched and her breathing got deeper.

She massaged the juicy outer lips with her palms, enjoying the way the heat felt. Then she slipped her middle finger between the inner lips and started humping her hand.

Soon, her finger was covered in pussy juice. She started licking it off while she used her other hand to pleasure herself some more. She kept switching like this for a few times more, just savoring the taste of her own sweet pussy.

She used one finger most of the time, but every now and then she would try to slip a second one inside and go as deep as she could until she felt pain. Then she'd pull it out, hornier from the pain, and thrust into her hand but faster and harder.

Her eyelids were terribly heavy. She could barely stay awake. The only thing that kept her from falling asleep was the need for an orgasm.

Her legs were wide and her pelvis rose off the bed to hump her hand. Her pussy muscles started jerking as she imagined a hard, thick, throbbing cock pounding into her hot, virgin pussy.

When her orgasm was over, she wiped her juices on the bed, turned on her side, and fell asleep within seconds.

She woke up when she felt the bed shaking. When she opened her eyes, Dell, her mom's new boyfriend was sitting next to her.

She really didn't like him that much. She blamed him for her mom and dad splitting up, and he always seemed to be watching her when he thought she wasn't paying attention.

He asked her why she was home so early. She explained that she was sick and the teacher told her to leave.

He touched her forehead. She pushed his hand away and said, "I'll be alright, Dell."

"I'll be the judge of that," he said. "Look, I know you blame me for your mom and dad splitting up, but I didn't have anything to do with it, okay? They were broke up long before me and her got together."

Tabitha didn't say anything. It felt odd being with him now that he had come right out and talked about it. Up to that point, neither of them had said anything about it. Their interaction with each other mainly consisted of evil looks and one-sentence conversations.

"Well, are you gonna be okay with me now?"

She was quiet. There was something strange happening that had never happened before. Just that fast, she had developed a fondness towards Dell.

"I'm sorry, Dell," she said extending her hand.

Dell shook it and said, "Let's see if we can get you feeling better." He turned her on her side so he could have access to her back.

"It's okay, Dell. I'll be okay. I just need some rest."

He ignored her and started massaging her shoulders. "I was a medic in the Gulf War."

"Really? Wow," she replied.

She turned completely the other way. She was nervous with him massaging her back, but it felt so good she didn't say anything. Plus it was their first good time together and she was afraid of ruining it. Their conversation had actually made it past one sentence. Amazing!

She was relaxing and feeling a little better. On top of that, she was starting to get these funny feelings in her private area-feelings that reminded her of the way it felt when she masturbated.

She really got frightened when he worked his way around to the front and started touching her breasts.

"What are you doing, Dell?"

"I'm the medic. Just relax."

What could she say? Dell was a real medic so she figured he must have known what he's doing. He had to know what was best for her.

As she was thinking it over, she felt his hand move slowly from her shoulder to her breasts. Then it went straight down the side of her body and stopped on her pussy. He was touching her special spot.

She couldn't say anything to stop him. It felt so good. It was like she was masturbating again, but this time it was someone else touching her and it made it feel so much better.

The only problem was that she thought it was wrong. He was a grown man and her mother's boyfriend at that.

She looked over her shoulder and asked, "Are you supposed to be touching me in my private area like that?"

"Just relax."

"Would mom like this?" she asked.

"Yes," he said quickly.

"Do you think I should tell mom how you make me feel better?"

He looked away and his eyes started flickering back and forth like he was trying to think of something to say. He said, "Uh…no, we shouldn't tell your mother. She wouldn't understand. Well, you are eighteen, right?"

"No."

Dell snatched his hand away from her pussy like he'd touched a hot stove. "How old are you?"

"Just eighteen. I just turned about a month ago."

"Oh," he said, and resumed fondling her pussy through her panties.

Tabitha wasn't as naïve as she let on. She knew it was wrong to have sex with her mother's boyfriend, but like so many teens before her, Tabitha couldn't control herself now that her hormones were racing.

Dell was cute. He was older and more experienced, which turned her on a lot more. Above all, she was probably the last virgin in the senior class and wanted to experience sex before she graduated.

He started rubbing harder on her teen pussy, giving a lot of attention to her clit and pussy hole. She spread her legs a little wider. She closed her eyes and let out a low moan.

"Does that make you feel better?" asked Dell.

She looked up at him and smiled with her eyebrows arched. She nodded and said, "It's pretty good."

She was lying totally on her back now. Dell continued fingering her teen cunt with his left hand and used the other for her upper body.

He rubbed her all across her tits and belly in small circles. She opened her legs a little farther again, and Dell slid a finger a little deeper into her snatch. It met with some resistance, which let him know she really was a virgin. Used pussy could never be this tight.

She was a really sexy blonde. Her hair was tied in a ponytail. She had a petite figure with ample tits and big, juicy nipples.

Her panties and tank top were pink and had little flowers in them. They made her look so sexy lying spread out on the bed like that.

"I'm kinda scared," said Tabitha.

"Don't be scared. Just relax, I told you. Something that feels this good can't be wrong, right?"

She didn't answer. She closed her eyes and moaned as Dell continued finger fucking her. She slowly ground her hips in sync with the movements of his hands. She was seriously soaking wet now and tingling all over.

He helped Tabitha take her panties off. His cock stiffened like a brick when he saw what was underneath.

Her pussy was shaven even though it looked like the hair had started growing back, and it was very juicy like somebody had given the outer pussy lips a collagen injection.

Without the panties in his way, Dell could get much better access to her genitals. He used his index and ring fingers to hold her pussy open while he massaged her inner pussy lips with his middles finger. Soon, he had the whole room smelling like pussy.

"When I was in the Gulf War," Dell said, "there was a technique that we used to use to relax the ladies. It eased a lot of tension. Want me to do it?"

She nodded and whispered, "Okay."

For the first time all day, Dell seemed like he was in a rush. He pushed her legs as far apart as they would go. He spread her pussy lips, revealing a split that was pink and glistening wet.

He hungrily lowered his face into it and started flicking his tongue on her clit. He slid his tongue down her pussy and into the hole and went back to the top.

It tasted good and smelled equally as nice. It smelled like a combination of soap mixed with the natural scent of pussy.

Every part of Tabitha's body was tingling. She couldn't keep still. Her legs kept shaking as she wallowed in the feel of having her pussy eaten for the first time.

"Do you do this to mom? It's working," she said.

"Yeah, this is one of her favorite things to do."

He licked and sucked and slurped every part of her vagina. It got to the point that she was struggling to keep her legs from thrashing as her juices poured into his mouth.

Satisfied that she had had her first orgasm, Dell said, "You don't have a sore throat, do you?"

She nodded and said, "I do have a soar throat."

"Well, we also had another remedy when I was in the Gulf War." He stood and pulled his cock out. It was rock-hard and jumping in her face.

She said, "Isn't that wrong?"

"Just relax."

"That's gonna make my throat feel better?"

"It'll make it feel much better," he assured her.

She knew he was full of shit, but she was curious to see what it was like to suck a dick. She was very horny and didn't want to spoil the mood.

And why not suck his dick? He'd already fingered her and ate her pussy, so what difference would it make if they went all the way?

Tabitha asked, "What do I do?"

He said, "Just suck it. Just put it in your mouth and-"

Tabitha leaned forward and sucked the head of his swollen member into his mouth. She opened her mouth wider and engulfed the whole thing almost, which surprised Dell because he thought he was dealing with an inexperienced teenager.

She sucked hard and let it slip from her mouth, then sucked him deeper. It went so deep that the head of his cock touched the back of her throat.

"Yeah, just like that," he groaned.

She was a natural. She was so good that it made him wonder if she was one of those girls who had sucked a lot of dicks by the time they got fucked in the pussy. Apparently so, because she was doing one hell of a job at it. She sucked him deep every time and let it out slowly as she looked up into his eyes for confirmation.

"Yeah," he moaned. "You're doing it just right."

She sucked his dick for a couple more minutes. It was one of the best blowjobs of his life, a lot better than Tabitha's mother. Tabitha even made her tongue spread wide and wrapped it around his cock while she was sucking it. She was driving him crazy.

Dell took his pants all the way off. His cock was pointing straight up. It was so hard it hurt.

Tabitha let a substantial amount of saliva build up in her mouth and went down on him. Dell guided her in and out by her blonde hair.

He had a nice view of her tight ass while she sucked his throbbing cock. He could imagine what the view from the other side must look like. The thought of Tabitha bent over with her body moving back and forth-pouty pussy lips squeezed between two supple ass cheeks. Yum.

He wanted to fuck her bad! He lay down in a hurry and told her to mount him like a bicycle and face away from him. He wanted a view of her ass.

She sat on his cock and put the head at the base of her pussy. There was a lot of heat coming off her crotch and it was dripping wet.

Tabitha paused as she was easing herself onto his dick. There was too much pain, but then Dell grabbed her hips and forced her all the way down.

She opened her mouth in shock, but she held the scream back because, as bad as it hurt, the pleasure outweighed the pain ten fold. Dell made small movements in, out, and side to side so her pussy could adjust to his dick.

After a couple of minutes of doing this, she leaned back and started grinding on his dick. She rocked back and forth, sometimes lifting up to feel it sliding out of her so she could lower her pussy and feel it sliding back in.

They rolled on their sides with Dell still behind her. She was out of breath and still moaning as he slowly penetrated her and fucked her from the back.

"You like that?" asked Dell.

She couldn't talk. She was too busy screaming and moaning. The bed was rocking all over the place from dell's aggressive thrusts.

"Ohhhhhh!" she cried as her pussy spasmed and a rush of cunt juice saturated his eager prick.

She closed her eyes and bit her fist as Dell got on his knees and rammed her harder than ever. He was excited that his own orgasm was approaching fast.

He looked down and watched his cock beating her tight little teen pussy. It was so tight and wet and…

Ohhhhhh!

He pulled back. His cock came out with a loud swish. There was cum already at the tip. It was jumping as streams of man juice were making their way up his shaft. He grabbed his cock and started jerking it until Tabitha's stomach was covered in his DNA.

It didn't help her cold much, but now she felt like a true woman.

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Her nipples were erect. A shiver went through her body as she touched them. It seemed like her whole body was more alive now than ever before.

She was lost in herself as she fondled and massaged her excited clit. Her legs were trembling. Her whole body was tingling, even her feet.

It was like the man on the radio was singing to her, her alone. He knew the right words to say. He knew the right way to say them. He knew when to say them. He was inside her head, and he was making her oh-so wet.

She licked her fingers and swirled them in circles on her clit and her outer pussy lips, which had swollen immensely and were giving off a lot of heat.

Her eyelids felt heavy so she closed them. She opened her eyes when she felt something thin and flexible worming its way into her vagina.

She opened her eyes to the vision of a man’s head buried between her thighs. His features were dark and rugged. He was handsome and muscular.

He pleasured her with his tongue and fingers for a long time. He lapped at her clit and pussy lips and stimulated her inner walls with his long fingers and sensuous touch until he felt it was time to switch roles. He was in control and knew what he was doing.

He stood up, rubbed saliva on his cock until it was rock hard. He put it inches from Alicia’s face. She took him in her mouth, sucking the cock head before licking his balls and sucking him fully into her mouth.

The oral foreplay lasted for what seemed an eternity. The music had long gone off, now replaced by the sounds of them slurping on one another’s genitals, heavy breathing, and passionate moaning.

She’d suck his cock to the brink of an orgasm, then pull back just in time to prolong their erotic encounter.

He sat on the couch and lifted her onto his cock, which was tingling intensely after the way she had just finished sucking his dick in an upside down 69 position. He forcefully planted his prick in her wet hole. It met with a lot of resistance, but several shoves later, they managed to slide it deep inside her wet snatch.

It was a tight fit. Alicia started bouncing on his penis, synchronizing her movements to his thrusts.

He was a patient lover who knew her body well. He was gentle when he needed to be, and rough when she wanted him to be. He knew the right places to touch her as he kissed her, slipped his tongue in her mouth, and sucked her tits as they bounced up and down with her as she rode his prick.

They didn’t need to talk to know what the other wanted. They communicated with lustful gazed and loud cries of ecstasy.

Hours went by with them fucking in various wanton positions. They’d exhausted every muscle to its limits, and though tired, the vaginal assault persisted until fiery streams of cum burst free of her lover’s cock. Every drop landed on her pussy. It was saturated beyond belief when he was done cumming. Her pubic hair looked as if she just got out of the shower and didn’t have time to dry off.

He fucked her a while longer, though her pussy had an odd slippery feel to it. He pulled out. They kissed each other for a long time. The heaviness in Alicia’s eyelids came back. She dozed off again, but just for a brief moment. Her eyes popped open when she heard the same R&B music in the background that was playing before she started making love to this man who she didn’t know.

Her lips were still puckered and she was kissing at the air. Her lover was missing. She didn’t see him anywhere.

She closed her eyes and leaned back. She realized she must have imagined it, but if that was the case, why did she feel wetness all over her pussy. It was soaked and the liquid smelled of semen.

It didn’t make sense, especially now, because a blonde with a luscious ass wearing a leopard skin miniskirt sat on the couch and started playing in Alicia’s cum-sodden pubic hairs.

Nothing made sense anymore. She didn’t know the beautiful blonde, nor did she know how the woman got in the house, but Alicia was at ease. She felt a connection with the woman.

The rhythmic music was having the same affect on the blonde as it was having on Alicia. The blonde rubbed Alicia’s tits and played with her own erect nipples as well.

Her facial expression turned into a passionate grimace as she gazed at Alicia lying spread wide on the couch with her twat drenched in man juice. The two women fingered themselves as they gazed at each other’s beautiful bodies.

She came hard, everything went black, and when Alicia opened her eyes, she noticed something to the side that wasn’t there before. Two men—both handsome and muscular—were sitting on the other couch naked right next to them. They were looking at the girls and masturbating.

As with the blonde, Alicia had no clue who they were or how they got inside, and the thought to ask never crossed her mind. They looked so sexy and ready to please.

The first got up and went to the blonde. The other went to Alicia. They were patient lovers who did everything to make the women cum…and cum they did…several times each as the guys nailed them in every position imaginable.

The music had faded and been replaced, once again, by the symphony of moans and screams that the girls cried out as they enjoyed having their pussies crushed by their well-endowed sex partners. There was bouncing, grinding, pussy eating, cock sucking, partner swapping, and even a moment when the ladies pleasured each other by sucking each other’s tits and licking each other’s pussies.

On it went until Alicia pulled a dick out of the blonde’s pussy, licked her juices off of it, and savored the taste of cum as it spurt all over her soft lips.

She drifted off to sleep. The Ecstasy was still working. She was still horny. She woke up in the same haze that she was in when she went to sleep.

Who were those people? How did they get in her home? Where had they gone so fast? Had she imagined everything?

She did not know. She still doesn’t.

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