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 The Double D

   By Albert Hilton

   Story Code: MF cons cheat 1st anal

   Following a family tradition a mother asks to have her daughter made
into a woman.
Disclaimer:
The usual warnings apply.  This is an adult story, about an adult topic,

written for adults.  If you are too young or prefer not to read this type
of material, then don't.  This story contains material of an explicit
nature about the relationship between people.  It is not for children.  The
author does not advocate, encourage or promote real world practice of the
acts depicted within, especially those which pertain to non-consensual or
unprotected sex.

   Now if you have gotten past the warning, join me as I pull another
fantasy out of that dark place in the back of my mind where I keep all my
fantasies.

   --- Phone Call

   "Ring, ring" ...  "Ring, ring"

   Having broken my concentration, I answered the phone: "Hello this is Al;
you're on the company's dime."

   The voice from the other end was unfamiliar.

   "Ahhhh, hello Al, this is Amanda Lawson from church.  My daughter Wendy
has done some baby sitting for you and your wife on a few occasions.  Is
this a bad time?"

   "Hello Mrs.  Lawson, no I'm not busy, what can I do for you?"

   "Please, call me Amanda: Mrs.  Lawson is too formal.  Well, I have a
request of you, but I need to talk to you in person.  Can we get lunch
together sometime?"

   "Well Amanda, the rest of my week is booked, so unless we get together
today, it'll have to wait until next week."

   "Today is fine.  How about 12:30?"

   "Well 12:30 is fine.  Could you meet me at the Bread Co.  in the
valley?"

   "Yes, I know the place.  I'll meet you there at 12:30.  See you then and
thanks," and then the line was dead.  The rest of my morning proceeded very
quickly, and before I knew it was lunchtime.

   I met Amanda at the Bread Co.  She said that she wanted to buy my meal
since it was her invitation that we meet.  So I ordered my meal and let her
pay for both.  We located an out of the way location to eat and talk. 
After a few minutes of superficial conversion she finally got the nerve to
explain her request.

   "Al, let me start with a story.  This is a very strange story, but it's
true, and please let me finish before you interrupt.  Can you please do
that?"

   "Okay, I'll try."

   "From the story told to me by my great-grandmother, it started in the
early 1900's.  Having only learned how to make love on her wedding day, a
mother of one of my ancestors decided her daughter should be taught about
making love differently.  So she found a willing man to teach her daughter
about the subject in a very unique manner.  It worked so well that this
unique sexual training process has continued in my family for generations
and now it's time for my daughter Wendy to be taught.  This training
technique has been given a name in my family called `Débutante Depucelate'
or `The Double D'.  Over the many generations a set of rules and criteria
was developed to help the daughter select their teacher.  Wendy has
selected your as her first choice."

   I stared at Amanda with my month open in shock, my mind spinning.  After
a few seconds, I asked, "What are you asking?"

   Amanda looked me straight in the eyes, and without batting an eyelash
she said very quietly and calmly, "I want you to fuck Wendy." And then she
sat back with a grin on her face, because she knew exactly what was coming
next.

   "What the fuck!  You want ME to fuck your daughter!" I said more loudly
then I should have.

   "Shhhh, someone might hear you." she whispered.  "Let me put it
correctly.  Wendy wants you to make love to her, and you have my blessing
to do so if you wish."

   "Why me?  What do you mean `criteria'?"

   "Well, over the years the criteria has manifested into the following:
`Happily married for at least eight years, never divorced, and with at
least two children, and to be selected by the initiate, And you dear man
meet those standards.  Also you must agree to the following: to be kind,
gentle, and understanding during this process.  In essence, to be a perfect
gentleman, before, during, and after the process.  All parties must agree
to no other intimate contact before or after the process, especially after.
This does not mean never to see each other again, but no further sexual
contact.  This only reason for this sexual encounter between you and Wendy
is to provide her with sexual knowledge not normally achieved until she is
married.  It will provide her with the knowledge of the pleasures to be
derived from a monogamous long-term relationship with a husband.  So are
you up to the task, or does Wendy need to select someone else?"

   I was hooked.  "Okay, I'll do it.  Is there a set way to get `it' done?"

   "No, there's no set way.  For my encounter, Dave took me to a hotel for
a night.  And for one of my sisters, her encounter lasted a couple of
nights.  We just need to find a date after her 18th birthday and just
before her period starts.  We can't spoil her night with her period now can
we?" Amanda winked.

   "A couple of nights; that sounds more my style.  I can be very romantic
if I'm not rushed.  What about, ah, protection?"

   "Romance is what Wendy needs: my session was wonderful, but my sister
seemed in cloud nine after she got back from her session.  Let's go for
quality, so more time is good.  I want this to be very special for Wendy
like it should.  As to protection, there will be none used.  That's the
reason to pick a time just before Wendy's period, she should be infertile.
In the many encounters setup by my family there has only been one known
conception.  Just to let you know, if that did occur between you and Wendy,
Wendy and I are prepared to raise the child without bothering you.  We
would protect your marriage at all costs.  You already have a wife and
children and you don't need other complications.  So are you still
willing?"

   "Amanda, you have your man, and we know it most likely will be a
weekend. So when is Wendy's birthday?"

   "May 10."

   "So in about two weeks."

   "Yes."

   "Okay I'll go check my calendar and prepare my wife for one of my
`hiking trips'.  Do you want to call me with some possible dates?"

   "No, I would like to meet again for lunch next week, and bring Wendy
along just to be sure she is good with everything.  She'll know more about
`clean' dates, and the more time you both spent with each other the better
it will go later."

   "Okay, what about Tuesday next week?"

   "That's good for me.  See you here at 12:30, next Tuesday," and with
that, Amanda left.

   --- Lunch Meeting

   Well to say the least, I was a tad distracted for the next six days. 
But I muddled though it until lunchtime Tuesday when I met Amanda and
Wendy.

   Now during my previous meeting with Amanda, I hadn't noticed much about
her appearance.  But with sex firmly planted in my brain I took a very
close look at both women.  Both mother and daughter were the same height,
about 5 feet 9 inches tall, but after that they were almost completely
different.

   Amanda is beautiful in a plain sort of way.  Short brown hair, beautiful
face and smile, brown eyes, normal figure, nice breasts and butt, shapely
legs.  She looked like she took the time to work out but not too much.

   As to Wendy, damn I nearly dropped a nut, long blond hair, piercing blue
eyes, face and smile of an angel.  Wide hips just right for making babies.
Ass, oh so fine, not too large and not too small and it looked very firm.
Beautifully sculptured legs.  Her Catholic school uniform did very little
to hide her very gorgeous breasts, my guess 38C.

   "Hello, Amanda and Wendy.  Oh, and may I wish you an early happy
birthday."

   "Hello, Al," said Amanda.

   "Hello, Mr.  Hilton," blushed Wendy, looking at the ground.

   As I reached forward and gently raised Wendy's chin with my fingertips.
I looked into her beautiful blue eyes and said, "Wendy, no more Mr.  Hilton
between us, ever.  It will be Al to you, okay?"

   "Okay," she said demurely, licking her seductive lips.  It took a lot of
effort not to kiss her right there and then, but I knew I should wait for
later.

   "Al, Wendy and I have come up with a date that might work.  What about
the upcoming Memorial Day weekend?  Wendy and I will meet you here on
Friday at noon and then return back here Sunday at noon."

   I though over the date, and then said, "Amanda would you and Wendy mind
if we extend it one more day?  What if I bring her back here Monday at
noon?" I noticed Wendy puzzled expression, and added, "I'd like to take
Wendy to Branson over that weekend.  There are many things to do and see
there.  I want it to be a special time for Wendy." Wendy's expression
brightened, but her mother's deepened.

   They started whispering between each other, and after a few minutes I
added.  "Amanda, I make you this promise: Wendy will be in complete control
during the weekend.  If she wants to come home sooner, she can.  If she
doesn't want to go to Branson, she doesn't have to.  And we'll spend the
first night here in a hotel room.  Then if she wants, we'll go to Branson
the next morning.  She'll be in total control."

   After that comment, Amanda looked at me and said, "Okay, Monday at noon
is fine." Wendy looked at me and smiled for the first time, I started to
squirm in my seat now, looking at that gorgeous creature.

   "About the hotel, during the weekend, how do I introduce Wendy?  As a
daughter, a co-worker, a friend?" I asked.

   Smiling, Amanda answered, "Well I did forget to tell you about that: you
and Wendy will be newly weds.  That the way it's been handled for many
years.  You do get strange looks, some smirks, but it takes care of many
questions."

   "Amanda, what do you think about getting together again in about a week
to do some shopping?  I'd like to buy Wendy some nice clothing just for
this occasion."

   Amanda and Wendy both brightened up and looked at each other, and both
said "Yes!" together.  (Boy am I a dog, just get to a woman's heart though
my wallet.) So we agreed to meet on Wednesday of the next week at noon at
the mall.  Amanda and I then exchanged some contact information and I then
left knowing it was going to be another long week.

   --- Shopping Trip

   At noon the following Wednesday, I met Amanda and Wendy at the mall.  I
wished Wendy a late 18th birthday and presented her with a birthday card.
We then discussed what clothing was needed for the upcoming weekend, and we
concluded that Wendy would arrive with nothing and wear what we bought her
today.  So we needed enough clothing for three days and nights.  So off
they went shopping, I said they, because I was here only to smile, nod, and
pay.  But I was enjoying the show.

   First was an evening dress (I told them to pick one up for the first
evening).  They finally chose a blue evening dress that made Wendy's blue
eyes pop.  It was strapless, (I finally told them strapless), and it really
showed Wendy's great figure.  It was a little longer then I wanted, (just
above the knees) but it was the right dress for that evening.  Amanda let
Wendy know that they needed to pick up a strapless bra, shoes, and
pantyhose to work with the dress.  At this point I raised an objection.

   I said "NO pantyhose!  Thigh highs, garters or stockings, but NO
pantyhose!  Okay?" They both nodded their agreement but were very surprised
about my comment.

   Next they selected two skirts, two pairs of shorts, three blouses, and
another dress for evenings.  They got in a conversation about jeans.  I
asked "Could Wendy bring a pair since she might some?".  They both seemed
to agree about that and moved on to the next item, a swimming suit.

   At this point I decided that I needed to do some shopping for the
upcoming event, and I was having a hard time just sitting with my boner. 
So I asked them if I could leave and meet them in the Food Court.  They
said it was alright.  Before I left, I told them to get me after they found
Wendy some bras and panties for the upcoming weekend.

   I went and purchased a suitcase for our items, toothbrushes, a woman's
shaver, toothpaste, antiperspirant, combs, brush, perfume, cologne, and
some makeup supplies.  I also picked up some special gifts for this
occasion.  After that, I went to the Food Court to wait for the women. 
After a little while they both showed up and I let them pack their
purchases in the suitcase.  Both women noticed the makeup and started
scolding me about my selecting it without them around.  So I handed over
the receipt, and pointed both of them to the store where I purchased the
makeup.

   After a few minutes they both came back looking like the wind had been
knocked out of their sails.  Amanda commented that I had done very well
without them and she was surprised a man could ask the right questions of
the salespeople.  We all had a little snack together before tackling the
last needed items, shoes.

   I'd rather watch paint dry then to shop for shoes, but I needed more
time with Wendy.  I also hoped to sneak a peek at Wendy's goodies when she
was trying on shoes, (not that I needed too, but, hey!  I'm a man).  We
decided that Wendy needed three pairs of shoes.  One pair that matched her
evening dress, a pair of sneakers, and another pair for dressier times. 
Well I did enjoy the show, but nothing was reveled during the various shoe
changes.  Finally, the selections were made and purchased.  It was now time
to return to everyday life and leave the company of the two beautiful
women.

   As we were getting ready to leave the mall, Amanda handed me an envelope
with some money in it, "This is what Wendy and I saved up for this
encounter.  It should help defray some of the cost but we didn't count on
all of the extras."

   I thanked Amanda for the money and I told her I would meet them at Bread
Co.  in nine days.  I then pulled Wendy aside and whispered into her ear,
"You are a beautiful woman and I am looking forward to our weekend
together." And then gave her a peck on the cheek and turned around and
left. But before I had gone too far, Wendy yelled to me and as I was
turning around, I was almost knocked to the ground by her.  She then gave
me a deep and passionate kiss and I felt her full breasts pressing against
my chest.  Then she turned around, grabbed her surprised mother's hand and
pulled her out the door.

   Me, I just stood there, with the same surprised look as her mother.  I
now knew it was going to be a very long nine days.

   ===== Friday

   --- Exchange - Lunch together

   Eight ... Seven ... Six ... Five ... Four ... Three ... Two ... One ...
ZERO.  Nine long days later, at noon, I met Amanda and Wendy at Bread Co. I
presented Amanda with a dozen deep pink roses and I gave Wendy a dozen
white roses.  Amanda gave me a hug, while Wendy just shrugged her shoulders
and said "Thank you," very softly.  I figured she was very nervous about
what was to occur shortly but I knew that was part of my task today.  I
needed to proceed very slowly, to allow Wendy to over come her fears and
enjoy what was to happen between us.

   Wendy was again dressed in her Catholic school uniform, while her mother
wore a casual navy blue business outfit.  We all ordered something to eat
and this time I took care of the check.  Lunch was fairly quiet and Wendy
did not eat very much, so I decided that I needed to calm down Wendy's
nerves.

   "Amanda, tell me something that Wendy did when she was younger, that she
wouldn't want me to know?" I asked.

   "Hmmm, let's see.  Oh yes, there was a time her imaginary friend bit the
dog."

   "Mom, don't," whispered Wendy, blushing a bit.

   "Please, tell." I said.

   "Okay, she was about six-years-old at the time, and we had just gotten
the dog, Brandy.  It was around dinner time and the house was busy, and no
one was paying attention to Wendy, but it seems everyone was paying
attention to the dog.  Well the next thing we knew, the dog let out a blood
curling yelp.  We checked to find the dog under the bed in Wendy's room,
with Wendy just staring out her bedroom window.  We asked Wendy what
happened and she said that Pam had bitten the dog.  We asked her who Pam
was, and she said Pam was her invisible friend sitting on the bed.  Of
course there was no Pam and Wendy got into a mess of trouble that night. 
Later she and Brandy became the best of friends."

   "Wendy, what's your favorite moment and why?" I asked.

   Wendy answered with something unimportant and then I asked Amanda
something about Wendy again.  I did this a number of times, switching the
questions between mother and daughter.  After a while I noticed Wendy start
to relax, smile, and eat a little more.

   After everyone was finished eating, Amanda said she needed to do one
more thing before Wendy and I left for the weekend.  She suggested that we
go outside and find a quiet place to say goodbye.  We found a spot across
the street under a grove of trees.  At this point Amanda told us that there
was a symbolic ceremony that the mother performed before the couple left
for their encounter.

   Amanda held up two rings and then she read the following:

   "By my giving this first ring to Wendy, I, Amanda Lawson, give my
blessing to her to participate in the `Débutante Depucelate'." At which
point she put the ring on Wendy's left ring finger.  She then gave me the
second ring, and told me to repeat after her.

   "By my giving this ring to Wendy Lawson, I, Al Hilton, understand the
terms of `The Double D.' and I will not have any other future expectations
from her." I slipped the ring on her finger, right beside the first one.

   "Wendy, the wearing of these rings, shows that you have consented to
`The Double D.' You agree that you have no future expectations from Al
after `The Double D'."

   "Al, these rings symbolizes that Wendy gives her body to you for both of
your pleasures.  They also symbolize your commitment to Wendy's training."

   Amanda then said to both of us, "Now go and enjoy `The Double D,' I will
see you both back here Monday at noon." And with tears in her eyes she
turned and quickly left, leaving Wendy and me to start `The Double D.'

   I led Wendy over to my van and opened the door for her to enter.  As she
got seated in the van, I could see she was very nervous.  Walking over to
my door I tried to think of ways to calm her down.  As we drove together to
the hotel, I put on some relaxing music, and then I whispered to Wendy.

   "Lean back, close your eyes, and listen to the music." She did as I
asked.  "Now take some deep, deep breaths." After a few minutes I
continued. "Wendy, for the rest of our time together, I want you to know
you are in charge.  I have made the plans for us, but if you do not want to
do anything that I have planned, we won't do it.  If you wish to leave and
go home, I will take you.  I am not just saying this, I have promised your
mother and I really, really, mean it."

   I just let her relax for a few more minutes before I continued.  "We'll
be at the hotel in a few minutes.  I've already checked in and dropped our
bags off in the room.  It's a very pretty room; I think you'll like it." I
decided I wasn't helping her situation very much, so I let the music try to
soothe her.

   After I parked in the hotel's parking lot, I took Wendy's left hand and
looked over the two rings.  I asked, "Did your mother buy the rings for
you?"

   Wendy looked at them and said, "No, they belong to the family.  I have
to give them back to mom after this weekend.  She'll pass them on to one of
my aunts or cousins."

   I then raised her chin so that we both could look in each others eyes
and I told her, "They're beautiful, just like you."

   I led Wendy to the hotel elevator.  In the elevator Wendy asked, "Are
you embarrassed of me?"

   I looked puzzled and asked, "No, why would I be embarrassed to be seen
with a beautiful woman?"

   "Then why did you check-in earlier?"

   Grinning, I chuckled my answer, "Your school girl uniform doesn't look
too newly-wedded."

   She quickly glanced down to take a look.  Then she spun around making
her skirt billow out and said, "Oh Yeah, I see what you mean."

   --- Hotel Room

   I slowly led her to our room for the evening, the Honeymoon Suite.  I
opened the door and I let Wendy enter before I followed her into the very
romantic room.  Wendy took a look around the suite and then looking at me
asked softly, "What's next?"

   "Just sit and relax while I get some things ready.  While you're
waiting, could you put your hair up into a bun?" She gave me a questioning
look but proceed to do as I asked.

   After a few minutes I approached Wendy and knelt down so we could be at
eye level with each other.  While looking into her blue eyes, I calmly
stated, "Wendy, I am going to get you ready for dinner and dancing.  I am
first going to give you a bath, then a massage, and then dress you.  Okay?"

   She slowly nodded yes.

   "Now I am going to undress down to my underwear.  I am going to wear
these clothes later and I don't want to get them wet.  Just remember this
night is for you.  If you wish to change something, or something seems
uncomfortable let me know, okay?"

   She again slowly nodded yes.

   I slowly stood up and removed my clothes.  I started with my shoes and
socks, then I removed my shirt, and lastly I removed my slacks.  I left on
my briefs; they were a pair that I bought just for this occasion.  They
were maroon red in color, and they looked almost like Speedo swim trunks,
tight fitting and showing off my ass and crotch.

   Wendy watched me during this time and I noticed as I took off my slacks
her expression of concern.  I again approached her and took her by the
hands and led her to the bathroom.

   In the bathroom I started filling the tub.  I then turned to her and
said, "It's now your turn to undress." She started to reach for her shoes,
but I said, "Please let me undress you, love." She stopped and I knelt
down. I first removed her left shoe, stopping to rub her left foot for a
second.  Starting above her left sock, I slowly rolled it down her shapely
leg, making sure to caress her leg.  I then repeated the same process to
her right shoe and sock, again making sure to caress her shapely right leg.

   I rose up and while looking into her blue eyes, I started unbuttoning
her white blouse starting at the top.  As I was doing this she started
breathing more rapidly, so I softly said.  "Breath deeply, love." I had
finished unbuttoning her blouse, so I slowly turned Wendy around to face
the mirror.  Looking into the mirror gave us a false sense of distance.  I
slowly removed her blouse from her shoulders while I caressed her arms.  At
this point I just wanted to grab and start kissing her, but I was now
walking a tightrope.  She was extremely nervous and I did not want to freak
her out any more.  I now slowly removed her plaid skirt, allowing it to
slowly drop to the floor while brushing my hands against her skin.

   I paused to stare at the two people reflected in the mirror.  Me with my
red underwear straining to contain my erection, and her with her personals
hidden by a matching set of plain white panties and bra.  I let the moment
sink into her mind while I checked the tub and turned off the water.  I
then lit some candles and turned off the bathroom light.  I then got behind
her and started removing her panties.  I made sure that she felt my hands
on her skin during the slow removal.  I then took a very deep breath, and
while looking at her eyes reflected in the mirror, I removed her bra.  It
took a lot of effort not to drop my eyes to her now unconstrained breasts
but I needed her to know that her eyes and soul was more important then her
gorgeous breasts.

   Gently grasping her shoulders, I turned her around to face the tub and
let her step in.  I asked her, "Wendy, love, how is the temperature?"

   I barely heard her say, "It's a little cold."

   I added hot water and mixed the water using my hand.  As I was doing
this, I looked up to see Wendy completely nude for my first time.  This
vision will be etched in my memory forever.  From her beautifully sparking
blue eyes, to the tips of her nipples on her perfectly firm breasts, to the
ironing board flat stomach with an `innie' bellybutton, to the most
wonderfully blond pubic bush I have ever seen.  I couldn't wait to see the
rest of her.

   Wendy whispered, "It's warm enough."

   She sat down into the tub as I turned off the water.  I gave her a tub
pillow and told her, "Just relax and soak a few minutes, I need to get some
things ready."

   I turned on some romantic music and prepared the bedroom for a little
bit later.  On the way back to bathroom to bathe Wendy I prepared two
glasses of rosé wine.  I handed Wendy one glass.  She gave me a questioning
look and I told her, "If you're old enough to be here with me, you're old
enough to drink some wine." As she took the glass I told her, "Just take
sips, it's to be savored not guzzled." I did get a snicker from that
comment.  She then took a sip and laid her head back.  For the next couple
of minutes I watched Wendy as I sipped my wine.

   I then crawled toward Wendy on my hands and knees.  I whispered, "Wendy,
love, can you lean forward.  I need to wash your back."

   I then lovingly washed her back.  After I was done I started on her arms
but remembered something.  I handed Wendy a women's shaver and asked, "Can
you shave your armpits and legs?"

   I sat back, sipped some more wine, and watched her shave.  I really did
enjoy watching her shave, she was a gorgeous creature.  After she finished
her task, I continued washing her arms and then did her legs.  Handing her
a wash cloth, I asked, "Do you wish to wash your face?" Nodding yes, she
took the cloth and soap.  I sat back to take another sip of wine and to do
some deep breathing.  It was taking all of my will power not to rape her
right there and then.

   After she was finished, I continued my task by washing her flat stomach.
"Wendy, love, I'm going to wash your breasts now.  I mean chest." Yes, at
that moment I had a tongue slip.  Looking at her right after my brain fart,
I thought I might have seen a small smile.  Well I went ahead with the hard
task of washing her chest and fabulous breasts.  I made sure that her
breasts were really really clean.

   "Wendy, love, I need to wash your private parts.  Can you spread your
legs for me?" I then looked deeply into her eyes and washed her most
intimate parts.  Cleaning her pubic hair, vulva, and anus, all without
losing contact with her eyes.

   "Love, I'm finished.  Are you ready for your massage?" She just nodded
and I proceeded to help her up and out of the tub.  Taking my time I
toweled her off.  When I had finished my tough task, I led her into the
bedroom.

   --- Massage

   On the bed I had laid out a pink satin sheet and on top of that I had
spread out a light covering of red and white rose petals.

   "Love, please lie down on the sheet, on your stomach." I retrieved the
rose scented massage oil from the pan of hot water.  I was now ready to
give Wendy a massage she would not soon forget.

   Applying the warm oil, I started massaging her hands and arms.  I took
slow long strokes, letting her get comfortable with my touch.  I then moved
to massaging her feet and the backs of her legs.  I gently worked my way
closer and closer to her crotch and ass.  During these massaging strokes, I
spread her legs to a more relaxed position allowing me to massage the inner
part of her thighs.  I made sure that I finished my strokes before they
became uncomfortable for Wendy.

   After her legs and thighs were coated with a generous layer of oil, I
moved up and started working on her neck and shoulders.  I really had to
work on both of those areas since they were very tight due to her stressful
situation.  After that I worked on her back with very light strokes at
first, increasing the pressure the longer I worked on her back.  During
some of these strokes I went from the top of her back, down each side of
her spine, over her gorgeous buttocks, and down her legs.

   Over and over I kept up the deep massage.  Sometimes I really worked on
her back, other times I worked on her buttocks, and at times I worked on
both areas together.  At some point it seemed she was so relaxed that she
was sleeping.  At this point I spent the next few minutes lightening up my
strokes and finished the back massage with feathery light fingertip
strokes. I stopped and sipped some wine letting the sensations sink in.  I
took notice of how beautiful she looked with the dim lighting glistening
off of the coating of massage oil.

   "Love, can you please remove the bun in your hair." I took a sip of wine
and continued, "And when you're ready, you can roll over so I can finish
your massage." She did as I asked.  As she was rolling over, I noticed her
looking at my crotch.  Wendy could see my cock as it was clearly defined
through my skintight underwear.  I hoped seeing me still in my underwear
would alleviate some of her concerns about my intentions.

   Getting a handful of oil, I again applied the oil to her hands and arms.
I applied the oil up from the back of her hands, continuing along the top
of her arms, and finishing this stroke by a deep thumb massage in her
armpit.  I knew that armpits are an erogenous zone.  After what I felt was
the right amount of time, I moved to her feet and legs.  I again applied
the warm oil from the tops of her feet, up her legs, and then finishing at
her thighs just before her crotch.  It now appeared that I could get very
close to her crotch before she tensed up.

   Not using the oil, I massaged her face.  I worked my fingertips into her
hair, face, checks, neck and ears.  I concentrated on the spot behind her
ears.  Using the oil again, I worked on her shoulders.  Her shoulders were
extremely tight, and I really worked at trying to loosening them up.  But
it seemed a lost cause.  She and I knew where the massage was headed.  So I
gave up and moved down to the next area.

   I let the oil drop from the bottle onto her chest and breasts.  I made
sure to let the oil drip on both of her nipples.  She had her eyes tightly
closed and was breathing more rapidly.  I could see the goosebumps on her
arms and legs as the oil oozed from her areolae, down her breasts, and onto
her chest.  I then massaged her chest, keeping clear of her breasts; I
continued massaging her chest getting closer and closer to her breasts.  I
gently touched the base of her breast and on the next pass I applied more
pressure to the base and brushed the sides with the top of my hands.

   Around and around I continued massaging her chest taking more and more
of her breasts into the massage, until I was massaging her chest and
breasts without concern.  I then massaged just the tips of her breasts,
tweaking the nipples.  She let out a slight moan as I proceeded to massage
her breasts.  Oh, they felt as wonderful as they looked, hell, they felt
better then they looked.  As another moan escaped her lips, I broke out of
my trance and I decided to move on with her massage.

   After massaging her breasts, the massage of her stomach, was not as
pleasurable for her or myself.  But we both needed to relax a bit and she
did have what they call, "a washboard stomach." It was very flat and firm.
I enjoyed toying with her bellybutton.  I worked on her stomach for a few
minutes before I moved to the main event.

   I poured the oil from the bottle into her feathery blond pubic hair; let
it seep down over her cunt lips, into her ass crack, over her asshole and
onto the sheet of roses.  I then spread her legs and started massaging both
sides of her Labia Majora.  First up and down on the left side, then up and
down on the right side.  I continued the massage process, over and over
again, first on one side of her vagina then the other.  She started moaning
again, only more deeply.  I did not stop, but continued massaging both
sides of her vagina, allowing the massage to continue, up to her clitoris
and down to her anus.

   She was now rolling her head from side to side and moaning, enjoying the
pleasure I was intentionally giving her.  I increased my attention to the
area around her clitoris, sometimes moving my other hand to her breasts and
anus.  I watched her passion building, slowly at first and then more
rapidly.  She was now thrashing her head from side to side, her hair
flowing with the motion.  Her fingers digging into the roses on the bed,
her stomach tightening up.  While I continued my ministrations, I leaned
over and blew hot air from my lips directly onto her clitoris.  She now
arched her back and her breasts shook with the movement.

   I was now prepared for my final assault; I pressed my face into her
crotch and attacked her clitoris.  Her hands grasped my head and she forced
me more deeply into her sweet nectar.  I continued the attack on her
clitoris, at the same time playing with her breasts and tweaking her
nipples.  With the built up passion of an 18-year-old girl, she loudly
moaned "Oh my God!" as the powerful orgasm swept through her body.  Her
back arched forcing her ass off the bed, her stomach rippled as the wave of
pleasure racked her body and she dug her fingernails into my hair while she
ground her crotch into my face.  It was so beautiful to be the instrument
of her intimate awakening.

   As her orgasm subsided, I reduced my breast fondling and oral
pleasuring, and we both slowly came back to earth.  As her afterglow
started, I covered her up with a blanket, refreshed my wine and took a few
minutes to reflect on what just happened.  I knew at this point our
relationship would be much different.  I then proceeded to straighten up
the rooms and ready myself for the remainder of the evening.

   --- First Gift

   I let Wendy nap for about forty-five minutes.  After everything was
ready I just sat and stared at that angelic face.  She seemed to have a
contented smile on her face.  Noting the time, I woke my angel up with a
passionate kiss.  As she was awakened from her nap, her arms flew around
me, to grasp me firmly.  We kissed passionately for a few minutes before we
both came up for air.  I looked her in the eyes and asked, "Was that your
first orgasm?" Beaming, she gave an affirmative nodding of her head.  I
then handed her a wrapped gift and said "Well then love, this is for your
first one."

   She squealed and rose up in bed.  She was not concerned when the cover
fell away reveling her naked breasts.  I just stared at her tits as she
tore open the gift.  Inside she found a delicate toe ring with a small
embedded diamond.

   "It would be my pleasure to put it on one of your beautiful toes."

   Throwing the cover aside she swung her feet in my direction.  I took my
time and fondled both feet, while trying to pick the perfect toe for the
ring.  I chose a toe on the right foot and placed the jewelry on it.

   "Love, we need to get you ready for dinner." I then retrieved the
panties that her mother and her had selected for the evening.  It was a
blue silk thong that matched her evening dress.  I helped her with her
panties, taking extra time to adjust them just right.

   "Love, do you want to do your makeup?"

   Smiling she replied, "Yes."

   So I adjourned back to the chair to sip more wine.  I watched her
carefully apply makeup to a face of a goddess.  Now how could anyone think
that makeup could help improve perfection?  The chair in which I was seated
gave me a view of her profile.  So I had a very enjoyable time, sipping and
watching, watching and sipping, watching and watching.  My eyes feasted on
an 18-year-old woman, who was sitting in front of me naked except for a
blue silk thong.  Golden blond hairs cascading down her young blemish-free
back.  Firm full breasts that totally resisted gravity.

   Breaking my trance, she turned to me and said, "I'm done." I noticed a
smile on her face.

   I went and got her blue evening dress.  I proceeded to hold the dress
and helped her pull it up.  I again took more time then I needed to arrange
everything just right.  As I was zipping it up, she told me, "Wait, we
forgot my bra."

   I went ahead and finished with the zipper, leaned over and whispered in
her ear, "I don't think you need one, love." And then I squeezed her
breasts together through her dress.

   I handed her the thigh high stockings and said, "Love, time is getting
short.  You go ahead and finish up.  I need to get finished myself." But
before I let go of the stocking, I grabbed her and we started kissing
again. After a few minutes of mashing our faces and bodies together, I
convinced myself that we needed to hurry.  As we were leaving she remade
her face and handed me some makeup to hold for her use later.

   As planned, a horse draw carriage was waiting to take Wendy and me down
to the river for dinner.  We both snuggled together under a cover that was
provided.  Wendy laid her head on my shoulder and we held hands under the
cover.  Every few minutes she would turn her head and we would take a
passionate kiss together.  During one of our kisses the driver cleared her
throat and said that we had arrived.  Wendy's eyes lit up when she saw that
dinner was going to be on a riverboat while cruising the Mississippi River.

   --- Riverboat Cruise

   I helped Wendy out of the carriage and we held hands as we walked up
onto the riverboat.  We were shown to our table and I ordered a glass of
wine for myself and a cola for Wendy.  Other people arrived and took their
seats and shortly the riverboat shoved off.

   I had placed the glasses between us and told Wendy we would share both
glasses.  As we enjoyed dinner, we also enjoyed the conversion between us.
We talked about everything a couple should talk about.  Past relationships,
hopes for the future, and our current lives.  We drank, talked, and ate
together like a married couple.  Just before dessert arrived, I gently
touched Wendy's hand, looked her in the eyes, and said very quietly,
"Wendy, I want you to go to the ladies room, take off your panties, and
give them to me." Without batting an eyelash, she left for the ladies room.
After a few minutes she returned and asked if we could dance.

   We proceeded to dance and as we did she put her panties into my pocket
and whispered into my ear, "They're a little damp, with my love, love." And
then she nibbled my ear.  We continued dancing, cheek to cheek, hand to
hand, hand to cheeks.  Man, her ass cheeks felt great as I pulled her as
close as I could on the dance floor.  After a couple of dances I suggested
that we take a walk on deck so that we could cool off.

   Holding hands we walked around the deck together chit chatting and
looking at the scenery.  We found a secluded spot near the stern of the
riverboat and had a passionate kiss.  This passionate kiss turned into a
tongue wrestling match.  I escalated it with some breast rubbing and
tweaking.  She raised the stakes by doing some moaning and cock grabbing. I
further raised the stakes by rubbing her crotch through her dress.  She
raised that by fishing my cock out of my pants and really started pumping
it.  Well, not to be outdone, I hiked the front of her dress up and started
rubbing her bare pussy.  We broke our kiss and looked deeply into each
others eyes.  Wendy then started sliding down my chest until she came to my
cock.  I could not believe what she did next; she leaned forward and took
my cock into her mouth.

   She went slowly at first not knowing exactly how to do what she was
doing.  She just kept part of my penis head inside her lips while running
her tongue in circles around the head.  Moaning deeply, I grabbed Wendy's
head, my fingers intertwining in her cottony hair, enjoying her attempt at
oral sex.  My positive reaction to her cock sucking gave her the confidence
she needed; she then went to town on my penis.  She continued her oral
ministration and immediately began sucking vigorously.  It was clear she
was inexperienced in what she was attempting to do.  At first she
repeatedly gagged on my cock but after a few attempts she learned not to
try and take so much in at once.  Wendy quickly learned that a good
technique was to suck deep and then pull almost all the way off, and
repeat.

   Knowing what would occur if she did not stop; I raised Wendy, kissed her
deeply on the mouth, and then spun her around facing away from me.  I then
raised the back of her dress and placed my cock under her very wet crotch.
I then raised the front of her dress and started rubbing her pussy again
and at the same time hunched her ass making my cock rub the bottom of her
crotch.  She started grabbing at my cock and tried to position it and
herself so she could stuff it into her pussy.  I slapped at her hands and
forced her to lean back, making it almost impossible to get my cock into
her.

   Groaning she leaned her head back and said, "Please, oh please, fuck me.
I want it, now, right here."

   I whispered into her ear, "Wendy, love, I want you too, but not yet, and
not here.  Right now I want to feel your breasts, so please take them out."
She then let go of my cock and rolled the front of her dress down enough to
free her breasts.  I then said, "Now play with yourself." I started playing
with her breasts with both hands while I continued my hunching.  I watched
her stuff a finger up her cunt and the same time start rubbing her
clitoris. I continued my ministrations, with my cock hitting the back of
her hand that was stuffed in her cunt.

   She started grunting, she stuffed another finger into her cunt, and the
clitoris rubbing intensified.  I started hunching her faster, slapping my
pubic bone into her ass.  I started tweaking her nipples when I felt her
stomach muscles contracting.

   She grunted, "Oh, oh, oooooohhhhhh." I felt her whole body tense up, her
stomach rippling, her head and chest shaking as she came.  The orgasm
continued quaking in her body until she dropped both of her arms to her
sides.  I was left holding her convulsing body in my arms.  I became
concerned about our surroundings.  So I proceeded to pull the dress up over
her breasts and arrange them in the dress cups.  I stuffed my cock back
into my pants, allowing Wendy's dress fall over her ass and pussy.  We both
struggled over to a bench and relaxed together for a few minutes.

   At this point I grabbed her hand and sucked the cunt juice off her
fingers.  I said, "Finger licking good." and then I kissed her.  We sat
together on that bench recovering from our intense round of Wendy's
Indecent Exposure.  We decided to go back inside and do some more dancing.
Well, Wendy may have been less horny after her orgasm, but I wasn't, so I
resumed my plans to warm her back up.  As we were dancing we talked about
what had happened so far today.  We also commented about her dancing
panty-less with my cock brushing against her virgin pussy.

   Trying not to get us into too much trouble, I would kiss Wendy.  Not
that just kissing would cause much of a stir, but it is what I did while we
tongue wrestled.  My hands would touch, grab, rub, and fondle Wendy's more
private areas.  Boy I couldn't stop myself from feeling her tits, ass, and
pussy.  After a while she started responding in the same manner, and just
before we could get too worked up, the cruise was over and everyone was
asked to leave.

   As arranged, the carriage from earlier was waiting to take us back to
the hotel.  We climbed aboard, with me helping Wendy get in by fondling her
wonderful ass.  The driver again covered us up for the ride back, this time
Wendy made sure to pull the cover up to both of our necks, then she started
kissing me.  While we were kissing, I removed her breasts from her dress
and started playing with them.  Once in a while I would break our kiss and
disappear until the cover, so that my tongue could partake of those creamy
globes of female fresh.

   Suddenly I felt her fingers unzip my pants, fish out my cock, and start
slowly pumping.  I couldn't help but escalate to the next step.  I pushed
the hem of her dress up over her crotch and I felt her spread her thighs
allowing me access to the goods.  I now drove two of my fingers deep into
her dripping wet pussy.  Wendy moaned as I continued my finger attack of
her pussy and she nearly ripped my cock off when my thumb started rubbing
her clit.

   Wendy now wanted more, so she dove under the covers and started sucking
on my cock.  At this moment the carriage came to a stop and the driver
said, "We're there." With a sheepish grin on her face, Wendy popped her
head from under the cover.  I then quickly removed my fingers from her and
dropped the hem of her dress to cover her pussy.  She stuffed my cock into
my pants, and we both stuffed her breasts back into her dress.  We both
then thanked the driver and exited the carriage.  After I paid the driver,
I received a wink from her.  Not to be rude I winked back and then she
said, "You might want to zip up before going inside," and then she left.  I
quickly zipped and then caught up with Wendy, who was patiently waiting
inside the hotel.

   --- Back at the Hotel

   We both quickly entered the elevator and as soon as the door closed we
attacked each other.  Neither one of us cared about the world around us. 
Our tongues wrestled, our hands a blur.  The elevator doors opened and we
stumbled out into the hallway still not caring who might see us.  We did
not stop kissing or fondling each other while we continued stumbling down
the hall to our room.  At the door I had to stop my fondling of her now
uncovered breasts to retrieve the key from my pocket to open the door.  It
seemed to take me forever to get the door open.  We now fumbled our way
into our room and I got the door closed with my foot.

   Right after the door closed, I heard a very deep animal growl coming
from Wendy.  She then ripped my zipper down and grabbed my hard throbbing
cock from my pants.  I fished my hand up under her dress and forcefully
shoved two fingers into her sopping wet pussy.  Wendy kept shoving me
towards the bed and I pulled her along with me by her cunt, until I felt
the foot of the bed against the back of my legs.  She then gave me a big
shove and I fell onto the bed staring at a crazed wild woman.  I heard her
roar and she scampered up onto the bed to resume our kissing.  I felt her
straddle my hips, her full breasts pressing into my chest.  I pulled her
dress up over her ass so that shove my fingers back into her pussy.  Just
as I got her dress pulled up, I felt her grab my cock and thrust her hips
forward.  As my overly sensitive cock head ran into the folds of her pussy
lips, Wendy forced my cock to follow the folds until she felt my cock head
enter the entrance to her womb.  I then died with pleasure.

   I felt my cock being enclosed by a tight warm velvety wall of virgin
flesh.  Her growl now turned into moans of pleasure as she continued
lowering herself further and further down my long thick cock.  I thought
for sure she would need to take it slower but she was consumed by her
passion.  She kept pressing her body into mine until she could go no
further; my cock was now completely buried deep in her pussy.  Our pubic
hair now kissing as tightly as our mouths.  She wigged her hips to see if
she could get any more of my cock into her before she said, "Oh my God, oh
my God, this is great." Now she started to slowly raise herself off my
cock, I felt my cock withdrawing from her very wet pussy, leaving a wet
trail of pussy juice on the shaft of my cock.  Just before our joining was
completely separated she reversed course and started impaling herself on my
cock.

   Consumed with lust, I could hold back no longer, so I grabbed her hips
and pulled her down onto my cock.  When my cock could go no deeper, she
broke our passionate kiss and sat up with my cock going even deeper into
her womb.  Staring deep into my eyes, she unzipped her dress, took it off,
and threw it across the room.  Not to be outdone, I unbuttoned my shirt and
wriggled out of it.  We both worked together and got my pants off. 
Somewhere I lost my shoes and socks, so now we were both nude.  While we
were both undressing, she had continued raising and lowering her hips
making my cock go in and out of her pussy.  She ground her hips into my
crotch every time our pubic mounds connected.

   She became more aggressive with her bouncing up and down after we had
finished undressing.  Trying to slow down my upcoming orgasm, I
concentrated on burning an image of Wendy into my mind, hoping to remember
this moment forever.  I watched Wendy leaning over me with her massive
breasts swaying with every movement she was making.  She was glistening
with a fine coating of perspiration covering her body.  The passion of the
moment was written on her angelic face.  It was too much, just too much
stimulus.

   I grunted deeply, "Ooohhh, I'm comingggggg." My cock exploded in Wendy's
pussy, sending ropes of sperm deep into Wendy's womb, coating her cervix.
When Wendy felt my cock exploding in her, she became a wild woman,
growling, hunching me more aggressively, and rubbing her clitoris with wild
abandon.  Her stomach started rippling with the beginning of her pleasure,
then she starting bouncing up and down really hard trying to get my spewing
cock deeper into her.  It was now her turn to release her built up passion
and she came hard.

   With her eyes shut tightly and her mouth open grasping for air, she
shook her head from side to side, her hair flaring out.  Her breasts swayed
around in circles, due to the simultaneous up and down motion of her
bouncing and the right to left motion of her shaking.  Her stomach
contracted and her cunt walls milked my cock.  All this was caused by her
intense orgasm.  It was wonderful to be an instrument of change for this
now complete woman.  After several seconds she grunted, "Oh God" and fell
forward resting on my chest.  As my orgasm continued to subside inside her,
I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her forehead.  It felt wonderful
lying there together with her breasts crushed into my chest, my cock
softening up inside her and our love juices flowing down my ass crack.  We
both fell asleep like that, due to the stress of the day and the
continuously intense foreplay session.

   ===== Saturday

   --- 3:00 am

   I awoke around 3am due to the call of nature.  It took me several
seconds to remember where I was and then I quickly glanced over to see a
beautiful Wendy lying beside me soundly sleeping.  Not wishing to disturb
her, I gently crawled out of bed and proceeded to the bathroom.  As normal
with my evening constitutionals, I had to wait for my erection to subside a
bit.  After finishing and shaking out the remaining urine drips, I headed
back to bed.  As I approached foot of the bed, the moon shone through the
window highlighting the angel in bed.  Looking at her nude body laying
there, brought memories of a few hours ago flooding back.  At this point my
brain transferred control of the helm to my cock.  As the blood flooded
back into my cock, I could do nothing but start crawling up the bed toward
my sleeping target.  The closer I got to my target, the stronger my missile
throbbed, and the less control I had.

   I gently parted Wendy's thighs as I adjusted her on the bed.  The alarm
bells in my head signaled target acquired as my eyes honed in on Wendy's
cunt.  I continued my stealthy advance until my torpedo was lined up with
its objective.  I then slowly entered the main objective and then backed
out.  Ever so gently I continued my attack, gaining a little ground, and
then retreating, always stopping short of a complete withdrawal.  I now
noticed Wendy's arousal, her breathing was heavier and I could see her
nipples becoming erect.  I continued my attack and with each stroke I was
going deeper and deeper.  Then I heard a moan, and Wendy opened her eyes to
see her attacker.  She smiled and I smiled back as I plowed deeper into her
hot flesh.

   "Do you mind?"

   "Mind want?" she replied coyly.

   "Mind me using you to get rid of my erection," I grunted.

   "Oh, is that what you're doing?  For a second I thought I was getting
fucked," and then she threw her arms and legs around me pulling us closer
together.

   I took that as an affirmative sign and I increased my attack with deep
full strokes.  She responded with moaning and pelvic thrusts.  We fondled
and kissed without missing a stroke as I increased the tempo.  Wendy's cunt
was extremely tight and her cunt walls kept sucking the life out of my
cock. Our pubic bones crashing together as I approached my objective.  All
of a sudden I thrust forward with a deep grunt, grinding our pubic bones
together and my missile exploded depositing my payload deeply into my
target.

   After I had finished my multiple deposits, I gently withdrew my spent
weapon from its sheath, and after I kissed Wendy commented, "Thank you
love, I needed that."

   Rolling over to cuddle she replied, "Anytime, lover, and I mean
anytime."

   We both fell asleep holding each other again.

   --- Morning After

   Wendy's deep sighing woke me up the next morning.  I opened my eyes to a
vision of beautiful lust lying on her side.  Sparkling blue eyes staring at
me, luscious red lips quivering with anticipation, chest rising and falling
with deep breaths causing breasts with ridged nipples to gently shake. 
Everything alluded lust from this woman staring deeply in my now open eyes.

   "Good morning, lover," Wendy said.

   I responded.  "Good morning back to you, lover.  What time is it?"

   She looked over my shoulder at the clock and replied, "6:45."

   "How long have you been awake?"

   "About thirty minutes," she smiled, "I had to go to the bathroom and
then couldn't get back to sleep thinking about last night." She then sat up
lotus style on the bed, allowing petals of her cunt to bloom in the
sunlight.  She then asked, "What's next?"

   I answered, "Well I also need to use the restroom." I got out of bed and
went to the bathroom.  I heard Wendy follow me to the toilet.  The mirror
reflected Wendy's image watching me while I was preparing to urinate.  I
winked at her reflection and then closed my eyes to concentrate on my
bladder.  After I started to pee in the toilet, I reopened my eyes to see
that Wendy was now standing right beside me.  She was staring at the urine
coming out of my penis flowing into the toilet.  After making a show of
shaking my penis for her, I then brushed my teeth and drank some water.

   I then turned to her and asked, "Did you enjoy the show?"

   She said, "Most definitely." She then tried to kiss me.  Just before our
lips touched, I put a finger on her lips and backed off.  Puzzled she
looked at me with a worried look in her eyes.  I then handed her, her tooth
brush.  She grinned and giggled before taking it.  It was now my turn to
watch as she brushed her teeth.  After she was finished, we kissed each
other.  I then gently slapped her ass and said, "To bed."

   When we arrived at the bed I started folding the sheet down to the foot
of the bed, Wendy took notice and helped fold the sheet from her side.  We
both then got on the bed and cuddled each other chest to chest.  We started
kissing and then started fondling each other's butt.

   After a few minutes Wendy asked, "Can we do it again, now?"

   With a giggle, I grinned and said, "Patience, Grasshopper.  If you care
to notice, I am not quite ready."

   Wendy pushed back a bit, took a look between us, and then noticed that
my cock was just starting to grow.  She looked into my eyes and seriously
asked, "Can I do something to help it along?"

   I chuckled back, "The `it' you are talking about is me, and my cock
grows when I get excited.  Are you ready to have sex all the time?  No,
women take more time to get ready then a man does.  In this case you have
been thinking about `sex' for forty-five minutes, me five minutes, now we
need to work together to get us both ready to have `sex'.  By the way, this
beginning part is called foreplay.  Now before we both fall asleep from
boredom, let us get back to what we were doing."

   So I resumed my kissing of Wendy's beautiful mouth, we also resumed
playing grab ass.  Shortly I started working on her breasts, cupping,
rubbing, tweaking, licking, and sucking.  She was now moaning in passion,
while really playing with my butt.  I slowly caught one of her hands and
helped place it on my growing cock.  Her moaning stopped and hand froze
like she had just touched a snake.  But after a short pause, her moaning
got louder and she started playing with my cock.  She then gently cupped my
ball sack with her other hand.  Then both of her hands started working
together gently playing with my cock and balls, feeling the effect she was
having on my cock and me.

   Not to be left behind, one of my hands had found the lips of her wet
pussy and started stroking them.  She groaned into my mouth with the
pleasure my hand was giving her.  I quickly inserted and removed two of my
fingers into very wet pussy.  She bucked her hips forward, trying to find
the missing digits, but groaned in disappointment in not finding them
close.

   I asked Wendy, "Love, roll over and face the other way." She did I asked
and I scooted over to rest my chest against her back.  I started kissing
the back of her neck and continued playing with her breasts.  She tried
reaching for my cock with her hand but ended up hunching my cock with her
ass crack.  I then felt her pussy and then asked, "Love, raise your leg."
In response she raised her leg and I made my move.  I arranged myself and
placed the tip of my cock into the entrance of Wendy's hot pussy.

   I heard her sigh when she felt my cock enter her pussy.  I slowly
started fucking her, allowing more and more of my cock to bury itself in
that tight cavern of pleasure.  Still kissing her neck and fondling those
magnificent breasts, I sped up my thrusting, in, out, in, out, faster, and
faster.  I felt Wendy's fingers feeling my cock and reaching for my sack of
balls.  We were now at full steam, working together for each others
pleasure.  Wendy was rubbing both my cock and balls and her clit, I was
hammering into her pussy stopped only by my pubic bone grinding into her
ass cheeks.  When I stopped and pulled my cock out of her, she started to
whine, but before she could say anything, I replied, "Okay, love, against
the wall."

   She looked at me questioningly, but I helped her out of bed and
positioned her ass against the hotel room wall.  I had selected this
particular wall due to the mirror on the opposite wall.  Then I bent my
knees and got my cock positioned into the entrance of her pussy and started
shoving upwards and inwards.  She squealed with joy, wrapped her arms
around my neck to steady her, and then noticed the view in the mirror
behind me.  So while I continued thrusting my hard cock into her soppy
pussy, Wendy was watching everything in the mirror.  After a few well
placed thrusts, Wendy wrapped her legs around my hips, and I held on to her
thighs.  I continued using the wall as a bed for several more deep strokes,
then with my cock buried deep in her pussy; I turned to carry Wendy back to
the bed.

   As I turned to deposit her on the bed, I glanced at our reflection in
the mirror.  There was one hot picture of lust.  Me with my cock deeply
buried into an 18-year-old's cunt.  She was holding on to me with her legs
and arms, trying to get more of that hard cock into her.  Me holding her up
with my hands on her ass cheeks, spreading them apart enough to see her ass
hole winking at me.  Both of us covered in a thin coating of sweat.

   I then gently placed her on the bed saying, "On you hands and knees,
love." Wendy scrambled into position.  I swatted her butt and pointed to
the head of the bed.  She got the point and quickly crawled forward,
allowing me room at the foot of the bed.  I then pushed her shoulders down
and again positioned my cock into the wet entrance of her pussy.  I then
released my cock, grabbed her shoulders, and slowly sank my cock into her
pussy in one slow continuous stroke.  After my cock could go no farther, I
restarted ramming my cock back and forth trying to shove my cock into her
womb.  Wendy had raised her face off of the bed and was on her hands
continuously moaning with pleasure.  Reaching under Wendy I started rubbing
her clit.  I could feel her passion building; her breath was becoming more
rapid, her stomach muscles tightening.  I too was getting very close to
dumping my load deep into her cunt.  Then I pulled out and in a demanding
voice said, "On your back."

   Wendy screamed in displeasure, but she flipped over, lying on her back.
"Spread your legs wide," I demanded.  She then spread her legs wide.  As I
was diving for her clit, I quickly noticed how red and puffy her cunt
looked, she was very close.  I then attacked her clit with my tongue, no
need to go slow, she and I were both ready.  In about thirty seconds, Wendy
had her orgasm.  She shook all over and pushed her crotch into my face.  I
licked my way through her orgasm.  Slowly I cleaned up her cunt with my
tongue and started kissing her thighs.

   I slowly returned back to her clit and very carefully continued my oral
ministrations.  She resumed quaking as the pleasure of my oral attack
returned.  While I worked on her clit, one of my hands found its way to her
beautiful breasts and started attacking them.  The other hand dropped under
my chin and two fingers dug their way into her wet hot cavern of love, soon
a third one joined the other two inside her cunt.  Now she went wild, her
fingernails dug into my head trying to force my face deeper into her.  The
heels of her feet kicked the back of my shoulders, and she started yelling,
"Oh God, oh God, ooooohhhhhh." For the second time in five minutes, she
came, and from her reaction this one was stronger then the previous orgasm.
After she peaked, I slowed my attacks down, to a loving caress.

   Right after Wendy's orgasm subsided; I quickly crawled up and sunk my
hard cock into Wendy.  I was not gentle about it because I was hornier then
hell.  I then started hammering her pubic bone with mine.  Again Wendy
responded to my attack, she pulled my face to hers and started kissing,
finding my face, lips, and mouth coated with her sex secretions.  She then
wrapped her arms and legs around me locking our sexual union.  Her
fingernails really started to dig into my back, so I grabbed one of her
hands and guided it between our pubic bones.  With some forceful guidance,
I finally felt her hand start rubbing her clit.  I was very, very, close to
my release.

   All of a sudden Wendy thrust her crotch into mine trapping her hand
between us, her belly contracted, her mouth opened as she silently screamed
in pleasure, and then her cunt started squeezing my cock.  That did it, I
deeply grunted and I sprayed my cum deep into her.  We held each other
tightly both enjoying the remainder of our mutual orgasm.  I collapsed on
Wendy and then gently rolled over keeping us joined together so we could
face each other.  We cuddled for several minutes while gently kissing and
stroking each other.

   Shortly my cock fell out of Wendy's pussy followed by a trail of sperm.
I kissed her forehead and said, "Let's get something to eat." Hopping out
of bed, I found and put on some clothes.  But dear Wendy, she moved very
slowly and walked bow legged to the bathroom.  I heard her wiping herself,
trying to clean up a bit.  She returned and selected some clothes to wear.
I sat down and watched my beauty put on her clothing.  She first put on a
sexy pair on yellow panties, and then she clipped on the matching yellow
bra and arranged her breasts in the cups.  She then wore a sleeveless shirt
and shimmed into a pair of jean shorts.  She quickly combed her silky
golden hair, and put on tennis shoes.

   She turned; putting her hands on her hips, gave me a grin, and asked,
"Did you enjoy the show?"

   I said laughing, "Most definitely." Kissed her and then led her to the
dining room.

   --- Breakfast

   They were serving a breakfast buffet, so we were able to eat right away.
We selected a private booth away from all listeners so we could talk
without concern.  We enjoyed our meal together, joking, eating, and talking
about events in our lives.  We seemed to skirt around the events that
occurred between us over the last day.  Just before we finished our
breakfast, holding her hands with mine, I looked into Wendy's blue eyes and
said, "Wendy, lover, I have another gift for you." I then gave her another
wrapped gift.

   She squealed and ripped open the gift; inside she found an anklet that
matched her new toe ring.  I then took it from box and attached it around
her right ankle.  We then had a passionate kiss right there in the dining
room.  Coming up for air we both noticed the waitress standing waiting to
see if we needed any thing else.  Embarrassed I mumbled, "No, thanks," paid
her, left, and went back to the hotel room with Wendy in tow.

   --- Quick Shower

   It was about 8:30 in the morning and I knew it was a four hour trip to
Branson.  But I needed a quick shower, I said, "Wendy, honey, I need a
quick shower.  How about you?"

   "Yes, I could use one too."

   "Okay, let's get a quick one together.  It will save some time.  Meet
you in the shower," I told her.

   I quickly started the shower and took off my clothes.  Then I got in the
shower and started cleaning myself.  After removing her clothes Wendy
joined me in the shower.  We started working together getting each other
clean.  She washed my back and ass and then I did her, working a little
longer on her ass then needed.  We then faced each other and I washed her
front, really enjoying those breasts more than I should.  I then dropped
onto my knees and washed her legs and thighs.  I then parted her legs and
licked her pussy and clit a few times before raising up and cleaned her
crotch, really well.  She then took over, washed my chest, and then cleaned
my balls and cock, and then she too dropped to her knees and cleaned my
legs and thighs.  She then licked my cock a few times before she started
sucking on it with her mouth.  She did this about a minute until she rose
up on her tiptoes, placed my cock downward at the entrance to her pussy,
looked at me with her lust filled eyes and huskily said, "Please fuck me,
NOW!"

   Well I grabbed her ass cheeks, pushed her back against the shower wall,
and entered her cunt with my cock.  She then wrapped her arms and legs
about me to hold on for dear life.  As I was making love to that beautiful
woman right there in the shower, with the water running down my back and
ass cheeks, she whispered into my ear, "Lover, I want you're cum, deep in
my pussy." I went into overdrive trying to pound her ass though the shower
wall, only to be stopped by our crushed crotches.  Suddenly I filled her up
with my cum, ejaculating deep into that heavenly tunnel.  I continued
rutting into her crotch for a couple more deposits and then I slowly
uncoupled us.

   I reached out to caress her clit and she slapped my hand away saying,
"No, later lover.  I'm a bit sore, let me recuperate." Then she kissed me,
washed both of our crotches, and pushed me out of the shower.  We then
toweled off and got dressed without being side-tracked too much.  Wendy had
to spend a few more minutes drying her long hair and putting some makeup
on. I, in the mean time packed up and collected our luggage.  While we were
getting ready to leave, Wendy would rush to the bathroom and about thirty
seconds later come back and continue what she was doing.

   She did this a number of times before my curiosity finally got the
better part of me and I went to see what was wrong.  She had her shorts and
panties down around her ankles wiping her crotch.  As she was pulling her
yellow panties up her hips, I asked, "Something wrong?"

   With a look of surprise on her face she looked at me and said, "Your
sperm is seeping out and it's stained my panties.  See?" With that, she
thrust her hips forward to show me.  I noticed the wet stain in her
panties. She continued, "I keep coming in here to clean myself before it
seeps though my shorts." At that I chuckled, grabbed some toilet paper,
folded it into a pad, reached into her panties, and placed the pad over her
pussy.  I then adjusted her panties to keep the pad in place and walked
away.

   --- Branson Bound

   We finished getting ready for the trip and left the hotel.  During the
trip to Branson we talked about everything, nothing was sacred between us.
She talked about her life, her family, her boyfriends, just about
everything.  We talked about how I learned about sex, my first sexual
experience, my prior sexual conquests, anything.  About half-way to
Branson, we stopped for gas and a break.  Wendy disappeared to the ladies
room and shortly joined me in the store to select her drink.  We then
continued our trip.

   After we had gone about fifteen miles down the road.  Wendy turned to me
and with an evil look raised her shirt over her breasts and shook her
chest. At the stop she had removed her bra and there in the front seat
where those two gorgeous mounds shaking in front of me.  I nearly ran off
the road staring at those breasts and the hard nipples on top of them.  As
I swerved to get back on the road, she started laughing hysterically. 
Gaining control I took another look that her.  Wendy still had her shirt up
over her tits, but was now in the process of getting her shorts off.

   After she had removed her shorts, she sat there grinning, and starting
playing with her tits.  Oh how I wanted to stop and help her, but sneaking
glances at her was making me just as hot if not hotter.  We continued down
the highway and shortly she started rubbing her pussy through her panties.
Anytime a car passed she would pull her shirt down just enough to barely
cover her breasts.  And as soon as they passed she would uncover her tits
and start fondling herself again.

   Wendy then looked at me and said, "Can we stop, so we can fuck.  Talking
about sex has gotten me so horny."

   "Go lay down in the back," I told her.  Wendy did as I commanded.  I
followed her progress with the rear view mirror, closely following that
perfect panty covered ass.  Just before she lay down in the back, I said,
"Go ahead and take off the rest of your clothes." Again she did as I asked
and removed her shirt and panties.

   "Wendy, in the front top pocket of my suitcase, you will find a box
about 8 inches by 2 inches around.  Go ahead and get it out." Naked in the
back of a moving van, Wendy struggled on her hands and knees to find the
described box.  I enjoyed watching her struggles in the mirror.  I
especially enjoyed watching her hanging breasts shake with the movement of
the van.

   She held up the box and asked, "It this it?"

   I replied, "Yes, that's it.  Now lie down and get comfortable."

   She arranged herself on the van floor and then looking at the eyes
watching her in the mirror asked, "What now?"

   "Open the box," I told her.

   She opened it up and removed a Jack Rabbit Vibrator.  She was puzzled
and closely examined it.  She looked at me with her puzzled expression. 
Watching in the mirror I said, "Press one of the buttons.  See what it
does." She then pressed a button, the vibrator started buzzing.  Then she
pressed another, it started to slowly rotate.  Then her expression changed
to one of understanding.  She immediately spread her legs and placed the
tip of the vibrator into her tunnel of love.

   She started the slow process of swallowing the vibrator with her pussy.
In and out, in and out, she allowed the vibrator to go farther each time.
With her other hand she tweaked her nipples.  Soon she had the whole
vibrator inside her cunt.  Her movements got faster and faster, she kept
trying the different buttons on the vibrator until she found the right
setting.  She was not caring where she was.  She was not caring who might
be watching.  All she cared about was the pleasure between her legs.

   The closer we got to Branson the closer she got to her orgasm.  She
spread her thighs as far as she could.  She accidentally hit the button
that made the vibrator massage her clit.  She went ballistic, shaking and
cumming while I was driving the van, watching her masturbation in the
mirror.  She kept pounding the vibrator in her pussy until she could take
no more.  She then quickly took it out of her vagina, struggled to turn it
off, and then fell asleep on the van floor.

   About fifteen miles away from Branson, I yelled to Wendy, "Sleepy head
get dressed." She opened one eye to look at me.  I told her, "We're outside
of Branson.  So unless you want to arrive at the hotel nude, I would
suggest you get your clothes on." Then I threw her shorts back to her.

   Wendy struggled to find her clothes and get back into them.  Just before
we arrived at Branson, she came up front and got into the passenger seat.
She looked a little disheveled but she was presentable.  I asked, "Did that
get the itch out of your crotch?"

   "For the moment, love.  But I prefer the real thing," and she reached
over, squeezed my cock, and gave me a quick kiss.  We got a quick lunch at
McDonald's and then went to the hotel.  As we were unloading the luggage
from the van I noticed something on the van floor.  Pointing to the
vibrator I said, "You forgot your friend." Wendy scrambled to collect it
while turning four shades of red.  She then gave me an un-amused look while
stuffing it into my suitcase.  I started laughing and then kissed her
pouting lips.  Holding hands we then headed inside to check in.

   --- Branson Check In

   During the hotel check-in Wendy and I acted like a pair of newlyweds. 
We couldn't keep our hands and lips off each other.  I was waiting for
someone to yell, "Hey, get a room." Well, we did.

   Again hand-in-hand, we went to our room with our luggage in tow.  The
room was a typical hotel room unlike the honeymoon suite of the last
evening.  After we entered the room we let go of our bags and resumed
fondling and kissing.  After some heavy necking, I tore myself away from
that goddess and said, "Let's check out the pool.  Go get your swimsuit
on." With a wink, I playfully swatted her butt to get her moving.  We
retrieved our swimsuits from our respective bags.  I went ahead and changed
right there in the room.  Wendy also removed her clothes in the room but
needed to pee so she took her swimsuit to the bathroom.

   As I was unpacking our luggage, Wendy shouted out in frustration, "Al, I
need a different suit.  Where can we get another one?" I turned to see what
was wrong, and there standing outside of the bathroom door was Wendy in a
hot pink monokini swimsuit.  I could see nothing wrong with it other then
giving every man in the world a hardon when they saw her in it.

   I squeaked out a response, "What wrong with it?" still staring at her in
that skimpy one piece.

   She pointed and rubbed her pubic mound saying, "You can see a bump right
here.  My pubic hair pushes the suit out from my tummy," and she swung her
hips from side to side showing me both of her profiles.

   "I think it's fine.  You look beautiful in that suit."

   Taking another look, Wendy asked, "Do you really think so?" Then she
looked at me and said, "I think we need to find another one."

   "Well Wendy, we really don't have time to find another suit.  It's fine,
no one will notice."

   Putting her hands on her hips, she sternly looked at me and said,
"Everyone will see my pussy hair."

   "Okay, I have an idea.  Why don't we shave all the hair off your pussy?
Then you can try on the swimsuit and see how it looks.  If you still have a
problem with the way it looks, we can go find another.  Okay?"

   She thought about that a second and then said, "Okay, let's try it."

   "Then strip and lay on the bed, so I can shave you."

   Before she could change her mind, I hurried and collected what I needed.
Working as fast as I safely could, I removed all of her beautiful pubic
hair.  I made very sure that no hair was left on her pubic mound, cunt
lips, and around her clit.  At times I had stick my fingers into her cunt,
to help me keep my strokes steady.  After the first time I needed more and
more help to keep myself steady.  And it seemed her cunt kept getting
wetter and wetter every time.

   I finished shaving her crotch and using a towel I cleaned her up.  Just
to be sure that everything was real clean, I dropped to my knees and
tongued her cunt.  I tested my work by licking from her asshole up over the
cunt lips finishing my test at her clit.  I did this a couple more times
and then tested my work further by sticking my tongue and then fingers deep
into her cunt.  After a few minutes I forced myself to stop.  I really
wanting to make love to her again, but I knew we must pace ourselves for
the remainder of the day.  So I stood up and said, "I'm done.  Check and
see if the suit fits better," and I plopped into a chair to relax.

   Groaning in frustration, Wendy slowly got off the bed and put on her
swimsuit.  She stood in front of the full length mirror on the wall and
checked out the results of my task.  She then turned to me and gave me a
great big smile.  Wendy then skipped over to where I sat, plopped into my
lap, and gave me a big kiss.  She said, "It looks fine.  See?" She then
hopped off of my lap and shoved her suit covered crotch in my face so that
I could see the results.

   I nearly died; right in front of me was her beautiful "camel toe".  I
want to grab her waist and rub that "camel toe" all over my lips, but
instead I got up and squeaked, "Well can we go?"

   Happy with her new look, Wendy grabbed my hand and led me out the door.

   --- Water Sports

   We went to the hotel swimming pool, but found it too crowded to enjoy.
Wanting to see others reaction to Wendy in her swimsuit, I suggested,
"Love, let's go rent a boat for a couple of hours."

   She squealed with joy, "Yes." So we got in the van and drove to the
marina.

   Being Memorial Day weekend, the marina was busy but they still had some
boats to rent.  After all the paperwork was completed they directed us to
our boat.  We were met by a high school boy whose job was to make sure I
knew how to handle the boat.  As he explained and showed me what I needed
to know he kept looking at Wendy whom was sitting in the bow of the boat. I
too had a hard time paying attention to what the young man was saying
because Wendy was putting on a great show.

   She had her head tilted back which forced her breasts to thrust forward.
Her nipples were hard and could be seen though swimsuit.  She had her
thighs more parted then needed; she was showing both of us her "camel toe."
She seemed to be having fun making us both horny.  As he finished showing
me the boat, he told me he had to do a quick inspection.  He quickly opened
the various boat compartments in the stern, and moved forward.  He then
slowly inspected all of the compartments, a real look at the anchor rope
and anything else he could find to inspect.  He then reluctantly untied the
boat to let us leave.  As we were leaving the dock, I determined that he
had done a very thorough job of inspecting Wendy since he was having
trouble hiding his erection.

   I steered the boat out to the middle of the lake and throttled it to
maximum.  The slipstream caused Wendy to move back to the seat beside me.
She kept rising out of her seat, to get her head over the windshield, so
that the wind could blow in her face.  Her golden hair billowed behind her
in the wind.  I yelled to her, "Do you want to steer?"

   She nodded her head, at which I patted my leg with my hand.  She got the
point and came over and sat in my lap.  I removed my hands from the
steering wheel and let her take over.  She was now sitting high enough so
that the windshield did not block the wind; this allowed the wind to blow
continuously in her face and hair.

   I started nuzzling and kissing her neck.  Every so often she would turn
her head and we would kiss each other.  Shortly I started fondling her.  I
started with her flat stomach but shortly moved up to her breasts.  Then I
continued to rubbing and tweaking her nipples.  All this time her swimsuit
was between my hands and her skin.

   Making sure no one could see, I reached behind Wendy's neck and untied
her halter string.  Down came the top of Wendy's swimsuit and out came
Wendy's tits.  She turned to me grinning and gave me a kiss with a lot of
tongue.  When she broke the kiss she had to return to her steering.  I
continued to fondle her some more and now included her covered pussy.  I
now had a raging hard on.  So I adjusted it by taking it out of my shorts.

   Wendy looked down to see what I was doing and grinned.  Quickly she rose
up a bit and let go of the steering wheel.  With one hand she grabbed my
cock and with the other moved the crotch of her suit to the side.  Now she
sat down, stuffing my cock into her cunt in one swift movement.  She then
started kissing me while she steered the boat.

   After a real long kiss during which her cunt was squeezing my cock, she
turned back around to watch where we were going.  I decided to do my own
steering and grabbed her tits.  We had fun out there in the middle on the
lake.  Me steering the boat using Wendy's tits.  Tweak the left nipple and
boat goes left.  Tweak the right nip and the boat goes right.  Wendy was
having fun with my cock stuffed up her pussy.  She found out when the boat
hit some big waves, my cock would fuck her pussy.  We continued playing
around when suddenly I flicked her clit and she started shaking.  She
leaned her head back onto my shoulder and started rubbing her clit, hard,
with her hand.

   She was having an orgasm while riding my cock in the middle of the lake.
I grabbed the wheel while I kept fondling her breasts.  Her strong orgasm
continued, as we bounced over another set of waves.  Shortly her orgasm
subsided and she stopped her masturbation.  She just lay in my arms with my
cock still stuffed in her cunt.  Shortly she raised her head from my
shoulder and commented, "Fuck that was good."

   "Do you want to take a swim now?" I asked her.

   "Okay."

   "Well get dressed and I'll find us a place," I told her.

   With care she stood up letting my cock pop out of her cunt.  She
straightened the crotch of her suit over her pussy and tied her top back
up. I replaced my cock back into my suit and started slowing the boat
looking for a place to swim.

   I found a remote spot and dropped both the anchor and ladder over the
side of the boat.  I then jumped off the boat into the lake.  Wendy jumped
in right after I did.  We swam around and talked about how much fun we were
having together.  Shortly I swam over to Wendy and gave her a big kiss. 
Once the kiss was over, I swam away from her and yelled, "Tag!  You're It."
She quickly caught up to me, tugged me underwater and kissed me when I came
back to the surface.  We continued our game of tag, getting more and more
physical each time.  One time I lost my shorts.  I tagged her back by
untying her top and grabbing a tit.  She then tagged me by grabbing my cock
and stuffing my face into her cleavage.  I then caught her and stuffed two
fingers in her cunt while I kissed her.  The game of tag ended and a
different one started.

   While still in the water, we continued to kiss.  Wendy now was stroking
my cock under the water, while I was pumping my fingers in her cunt.  I
broke our kiss for the moment to suck on her breast.  I had to go under the
surface of the water to get to it.  When I came back up we resumed our
kiss. I somehow maneuvered my cock into the entrance of her pussy, but it
kept slipping away.  Wendy in frustration said, "Let's make love in the
boat." So I reluctantly let go and followed her back to the boat.

   She climbed up the ladder, not caring that she was nude from the waist
up.  I enjoyed the view looking up from the water.  I then climbed into the
boat.  With lust in her eyes, Wendy tugged my shorts off and pointed to the
floor of the boat.  I then laid down and looked into Wendy's blue eyes. 
She slowly peeled off her pink swimsuit almost doing a striptease.  She
slowly reveled her freshly shaved cunt.  As the swimsuit slid down her
muscular legs to splat on the floor of the boat.  She looked me straight in
the eyes and said, "Being shaved has made me so horny." and she rubbed her
crotch with her hands, she finished by spreading the lips of her cunt open
for me to see her wet inner cunt walls.  She then proceeded to mount my
cock.

   I let her take control of our coupling.  She slowly rocked her hips back
and forth causing my cock to stroke in and out of her cunt.  When she was
sitting up I fondled her tits and played with her nipples.  When she was
laying down on my chest kissing me I was fondling her ass cheeks.  She
increased the tempo of her rocking while looking deeply in my eyes.  Then I
suddenly came, shooting my sperm into her pussy, grunting with my release.
She slowed her tempo down until her grinding came to a stop and laid
herself on my chest.  We held each onto each other there in the bottom of
the boat until my cock dropped out of her pussy.

   Wendy rolled off of me and put her swimsuit back on while sitting on the
floor of the boat.  I slowly did the same.  When we were ready I helped
Wendy up and maneuvered the boat back to the marina.  The young man from
earlier was there waiting for our return.  He tied the boat up to the dock
and helped Wendy out of the boat.  I thought I noticed a wet stain in the
front of his trousers.  Right then he looked at Wendy's crotch, starred for
a moment, eyes getting bigger, and then he quickly ran away.

   Wendy turned around and asked me, "What's wrong with him?"

   I also took a look at her crotch and started to giggle.  I then found a
towel and wrapped it around her slim waist.  Whispering in the ear, "My cum
is pouring out of your pussy.  There is very slimy stain on your crotch and
it is running down your thighs." Red faced, she waddled back to the van.

   --- Back at the Room

   On the way back to the hotel she cleaned her crotch as best as she
could. Still using the towel to cover herself, we walked back to the room.
As we entered the room Wendy stated, "I need a shower before we eat," and
she headed to the bathroom.

   "Love, before your shower, I need to do something.  Go ahead and take
off that wet suit, and then we'll talk." She hurried up and did what I
asked.  When she returned from hanging her wet swimsuit in the bathroom, I
covered my naked woman with a bathrobe to keep her warm.  I was still in my
trunks.

   We sat down on the bed together holding hands, I then said, "Today has
been real fun.  Most of it was unplanned.  Well I have plans for tonight.
Just remember what I told you last night.  If you don't want to do
something just say so.  Okay?"

   Wendy nodded her head and said, "Yes, I understand."

   "Just remember this, my present plan calls for no orgasms until after
dinner.  My job, just like last night, is to get us both hot as hell. 
Okay?"

   "Yes."

   "Now, do you know what an enema is?"

   Wendy, gulped and said, "Yes, I had one when I was little."

   "Okay, well I am going to give you one now and then we will shower
together.  Ready?"

   "Yes, let's do this."

   With that answer from her, I led her to the bathroom.  I laid some
towels out on the bathroom floor and told her, "Take off your robe and lay
face down on the towels.  I'll be right back." I left to collect the items
I would need and hurried back to my Wendy.  I put on some soothing music
and lit some candles, while turning off the bathroom lights.

   There she was naked lying as I told her to to.  I filled up the enema
bag with warm water and hung it on the towel rack.  I applied lube to the
enema nozzle and carefully applied lube to Wendy's anus.  I whispered to
Wendy, "Love, just relax, just relax." I gently rubbed her back.

   "I am now going to insert the nozzle in your anus, so just relax." I
then gently inserted the nozzle in her anus.  I waited several seconds and
then said, "Now I am going to release the water.  Let me know when to
stop." I released the water but to help reduce her discomfort I controlled
the flow.  As I allowed the water to fill her bowels, I gently massaged her
shoulders and lower back, and whispered words of encouragement.  She asked
me to stop a few times but then allowed me to continue.  Soon the bag was
empty and she was full.  I removed the nozzle and allowed her to lie there
about ten minutes.

   "Wendy, time for you to go to the toilet." At this I helped her over to
the toilet.  Just as she sat down she released the fluid from deep in her
bowels.  Over the next few minutes I held and hugged her, flushing the
toilet a number of times.  After she had vacated all of the fluid, I said,
"One more time."

   As I was getting the enema ready for a repeat round, she laid down on
her stomach.  I then re-inserted the nozzle in her anus.  "Wendy, please
roll over onto your back." She rolled over onto her back, while I made sure
the nozzle stayed buried in her ass.  Once she was ready, I released the
water.  I gently massaged her front while the water slowly re-filled her
bowels.  I concentrated on her stomach helping move the water further into
her bowels.  Once the enema was empty, I refilled it, and continued filling
Wendy's bowels.  Kissing her passionately I fondled her tits, stomach, and
clitoris.  She was almost continuously moaning, sometimes it was in passion
and other times in pain from the cramps.  The second bag was now empty.  I
carefully removed the enema nozzle from my reclined angel.

   I sat back and admired the view before me.  There before me on the hotel
bathroom floor was a naked 18-year-old woman whose normally flat stomach
was now distended with water.  The nipples on those fantastic breasts were
hard and sticking up.  The muscular thighs were parted showing off a bald
wet pussy with a rigid clitoris standing up at attention.  Oh, how I just
wanted to fuck her right there, right now, but my time was short and I did
not want to clean up the mess when she released her bowels.

   After about ten minutes I said, "Wendy, toilet time again, then we'll
give you a shower." I again helped Wendy over to the toilet, and cuddled
with her as she evacuated the water in her bowels.  Whenever she and I
kissed I flushed the toilet to remove the waste.  Once she was finished
emptying all of the water, I helped her into the shower after removing my
swim trunks.

   I washed her silky blond hair twice, and then I washed her shoulders,
back, and lower back.  I scrubbed her ass checks and gently cleaned the
butt crack and asshole.  I dropped to my knees and cleaned the back of her
thighs and legs.  I then turned her around and washed her neck and arms. 
Then I cleaned her chest and breasts.  Now I cleaned her stomach.  Her
crotch was cleaned next.  Then I did the front of her legs.  I then handed
her a shaver and told her, "I need to get something.  Go ahead and shave
your armpits, legs, and anything else." Dripping wet, I left her to get
what I needed.

   Reentering the shower I noticed Wendy had finished shaving her armpits
and legs, she was now reshaving her crotch.  I just waited and watched her
finish shaving herself.  She said, "I'm done, what's next?" I then held up
a butt plug.

   "What's that?" she asked.

   Grinning I said, "It's a butt plug, love."

   "What's it for?"

   "Why your beautiful butt, dear, now turn around and bend over," I told
her.

   Hesitantly she did as I asked.  After she was ready, I spread her ass
cheeks and slowly inserted the butt plug into her ass.  I took it slowly; I
pushed it in about an inch then let it slip out a half inch.  I did this
about twelve times before the taper at the end of the plug made the rest of
it pop into her butt, where it stayed.

   "Wendy, it's in, you can stand up."

   She stood up and, in a bit of discomfort, turned around, "You can finish
rising, I'll help towel you off." I said and got out of the shower and
waited for her.  She finished up, turned the shower off, and climbed out of
the shower.  As I was toweling her off, she said, "It feels weird in my
ass."

   I told her, "You'll get used to it.  And with you wearing it, I'll stay
real horny." I then grabbed her and gave her a very passionate kiss.  As we
were kissing I started rubbing up and down her pussy lips.  I then rubbed
her clit a couple of times and sunk two fingers deep into her cunt.  I then
stopped and looked into her eyes saying, "Dry your hair and meet me in the
bedroom.  We need to get dressed for dinner."

   I left her to finish up in the bathroom and started getting myself ready
for dinner.  Shortly Wendy came waddling into the bedroom asking, "What's
next?"

   "Putting on panties.  But before, put these Ben Wa balls inside your
vagina." She gave me a real puzzled look at me and the balls in my hand.

   "What?"

   "These are called Ben Wa balls, inside each of these balls is a smaller
ball.  As you walk the balls are suppose to keep you horny."

   Wendy gingerly took the balls from my hand, looked over them carefully.
Then she spread her legs and slowly stuffed the balls into her pussy. 
After she was done, I inserted my finger into her pussy to shove the balls
further into her pussy.  I then gave her a pair of leather panties to put
on.  She shimmed into the leather panties and then I adjusted the fit to
make sure the butt plug was being forced deeper into her ass by the
panties.

   "You can put on your make-up." Wendy then spent the next several minutes
working on her face.  When she was finished, I said, "Go ahead and put on
your dress."

   She got her dress and then looked at me and asked, "Which bra?"

   I grinned in response, "None needed for those babies."

   She grinned back and put on her dress.  It was a yellow sun dress.  The
hem of the dress stopped half way down her thighs.  Not too short and not
too long.  After she finished dressing, we worked together to straighten up
the bathroom and bedroom.  Once we were ready to leave for dinner, I
noticed that she was now walking normally, even with the plug in her ass
and the balls in her cunt.  We left for dinner.

   --- Dinner

   Holding hands in the elevator, I pressed a button on a remote I had
hidden in my pants pocket.

   Wendy squealed and looked at me with panic in her eyes, "It's
vibrating." she exclaimed.

   "Yes love and this one does too," as I pressed the second button.  She
squeezed my hand tightly as the balls in her pussy now vibrated, joining
the already vibrating butt plug.

   Looking at me she said, "You're a bad boy."

   "I guess we'll find out how bad I really am." And before anything else
was said, the elevator doors opened and I turned off the remotes so I would
not have to carry the girl to dinner.

   We were seated in a remote booth in the dining room.  Due to our busy
afternoon we were both very hungry.  After finding out what Wendy wanted, I
ordered both of our meals along with some wine.  As we were waiting for our
salads I asked Wendy what she had planned for the future.  During our
conversation, I kept turning on and off the two vibrators buried in Wendy.
Sometimes it would be only the butt plug, other times just the Ben Wa
balls, and other times both at once.  During our talk Wendy had a hard time
keeping up her end of the conversation.

   I continued playing music with the vibrators in Wendy.  Between the
salad and the main course, Wendy and I kissed passionately while I snaked a
hand up her thigh to her panty covered crotch.  Not to be left behind,
Wendy was rubbing my cock though my pants.  I was getting ready to stuff a
finger into her cunt when the waiter spoiled my fun by delivering the main
course.

   I waited for the right time to spring my next surprise.  After a few
minutes, as she was lifting her fork to take a bite of shrimp, I sprang my
surprise.  Her eyes grew real wide with surprise, she dropped her fork onto
her plate, and she glared at me saying, "You bastard." She then closed her
eyes and started breathing deeply.  I turned off all the vibrators and
waited.

   After a few seconds she re-opened her eyes and said, "Why did you stop?
I was so close to coming!"

   "That's the idea, get you close but not over," as I continued eating.

   She continued glaring at me and said, "The panties vibrate too, don't
they?" I pressed the button for the panties in response, causing her moan
in pleasure.

   I commented, grinning, "You should see the matching bra.  There are
little vibrators in the tip of the cups."

   As she started quivering again, I turned off the vibrator in the
panties. I had selected these panties because the vibrator was right over
the clitoris.  I had adjusted the panties earlier to make sure that it
would deliver its maximum effect.  I allowed her to calm down and we
continued to eat our main course.  Once in a while, I played with my
musical vibrators, being very careful not to overload my special guest.

   During desert I stepped it up a notch, keeping Wendy squirming in the
booth.  She kept groaning and moaning while waiting for the bill.  As soon
as I finished paying the bill, the possessed woman grabbed my arm and led
me to the lobby.  As we walked though the lobby, Wendy set her course
towards the elevator, but I changed our course to take us outside.

   Once outside Wendy forced us to stop.  I looked deeply into her eyes,
puzzled she tried to say something but I held my finger over her mouth and
said, "Patience, lover," and then I gave her a really passionate kiss.  As
I did this I rubbed her crotch while it was vibrating.  She threw her arms
around my shoulders and moaned into my mouth.  I turned off the panty
vibrator, turned on the other two, and led her down a footpath into the
woods.  Every hundred feet or so, I would stop and kiss Wendy while
fondling some part of her body.  One time I held her face while kissing. 
Another time I would grab her ass and force her to grind her crotch into
mine.  Each time we finished I would change which vibrators were running.

   We stopped beside a picnic table; we again kissed but this time I spun
Wendy around to face away from me.  I removed my cock from my pants, pulled
the back of her dress up, and put my cock under her ass cheeks, letting it
rub against her leather panties.  I turned all three vibrators on.  I then
pulled the top of her dress down to expose her breasts, grabbed those firm
mounds and pulled her back against my chest.  I then let the vibrators do
their work while I held on for the ride.

   Wendy had nowhere to cum other then standing there in the middle of the
path.  Her breasts bare to the world, my hands playing with them and
tugging on her hard nipples.  My crotch pressing against her ass cheeks,
with my cock rubbing under her.  A butt plug vibrating in her ass, Ben Wa
balls trying to shake their way out of her pussy, only to be held in by a
pair of vibrating leather panties.

   She started quivering and moaning, her head shook from side to side.  I
roughly mauled her breasts and said, "Cum for me lover, cum for me," then
kissed her neck.

   As her knees buckled, she cried out, "Oh my God." She came very hard,
shaking all over.  I held her up with my cock between her legs and hands
cupping her tits.  After several seconds her orgasm started to subside and
I turned off the three vibrators.  I still held on to her, holding her up.
As her orgasm finally finished she was able to stand back up.  I then
whispered into ear, "Are you ready for round two?" I gently walked her
forward pushing her ass cheeks with my crotch, until her legs hit the
picnic table.  I then turned the vibrators back on.

   She moaned deeply again.  I forced her to lie down on the table,
crushing her breasts into it.  She started her second orgasm of the past
few minutes.  As her orgasm continued I raised her dress over her buttocks.
I rubbed her butt cheeks as her orgasm subsided.  I turned off the panty
vibrator but left the other two running.

   I then moved the strap of the panties to one side.  I gently removed the
butt plug and then quickly placed my cock head into her asshole before it
closed.  I now turned the panty vibrator back on and started to push my
cock into her ass.  She screamed, "Oh, oh, what the fuck?" I kept pushing
my cock into her ass until my crotch came to rest against her ass.  I now
reached under her dress and shoved a finger into her cunt pushing the Ben
Wa balls out of the way.

   She started her third orgasm as I started pounding my cock in and out of
her ass.  I had to remove my finger to hold onto her hips.  I rode her
through her orgasm and into another before I dumped my seed deep into her
bowels.  Just as I finished, I turned off all the vibrators.  I lay there
coupled to Wendy's ass for several minutes.  I then stood up allowing my
cock to slip out of her asshole.  I stumbled over to the picnic table bench
and sat down to recover.

   Wendy turned her head to face me, smiled, and said, "Damn you're good."
After she recovered a bit, she stood up and stumbled over to sit in my lap.
We kissed a post-sex kiss, nothing extremely passionate.  We cuddled
together there on the bench for about ten minutes until we both had
recovered sufficiently to walk back to the hotel.  I fixed Wendy's dress
and gently replaced her breasts into the dress cups.  Wendy gently put my
cock back into my pants and she zipped me up.  I removed her panties and
fished out the Ben Wa balls.  We then slowly walked back to the hotel
holding hands.

   --- Back to the Room

   We went to the hotel lounge to relax.  As we sat together drinking some
Coca-Cola, I gave Wendy another wrapped gift.  Inside she found a bracelet
that matched the other two pieces of jewelry.  I placed it on her wrist
with a kiss.  We then took a couple of rounds on the dance floor.  Shortly
Wendy asked, "Can we go to our room for the night?" I paid the bill and we
went up stairs to our room.  We both slowly got ready for bed.  I was ready
first so I got on the bed and waited for Wendy.  She came out of the
bathroom, completed naked, ready for bed.  She temporarily stood at the end
of the bed, looking into my eyes.  I looked at the woman standing at the
end of my bed.  Long gold blond hair hanging down her back.  Hard nipples
on the ends of breasts made to perfection.  Perfect hips.  And the most
beautifully shaved pussy just winking to me.

   I just had to taste her pussy.  So I crawled to the end of the bed. 
Rolled onto my back, letting my head hang over the bed, and grabbed her ass
forcing that gorgeous cunt into my waiting mouth.  I licked up and down her
delicious cunt lips drinking in as much of her nectar as I could.  She was
now moaning and trying to push more of her crotch into my face.  I
continued feasting on her delicious pussy until she broke away from me
saying, "I want to try something.  Move further up on the bed."

   After I was positioned the way she wanted, she crawled onto the bed
until her pussy was again grinding into my face.  I reached up and fondled
her breasts.  Then she leaned forward until her breasts were rubbing into
my stomach.  Then I felt her take my cock into her hot mouth.  She licked
and sucked, while I sucked and licked.  We continued our oral assault on
each other for several minutes.  I knew she was getting close to another
orgasm, so I really assaulted her clit.  She stopped sucking on my cock,
lying her head on my thigh, kissing the shaft of my cock, and enjoyed her
orgasm.  I felt her body shaking, her stomach rippled, and her pussy ground
into my attacking face.

   After her orgasm was finished, she moved her crotch away from me, and
said, "Now it's my turn," and she again attacked my cock with her mouth.  I
could tell that she wanted everything my cock could give her.  At times she
tried to see how much cock she could swallow, only to be stopped by her
gagging.  She still licked and sucked between attempts and sometimes
stroked me with her hands.  She made another deep throat attempt and
suddenly I felt my cock slip down her throat.  That did it, it was too
much. My cock started erupting deep in her throat.  Wendy must have felt my
orgasm and she pulled the cock head out of her throat into her mouth. 
Using her mouth she now sucked out the remaining semen from my erupting
cock.

   She released my cock from her mouth and licking her lips said, "That
tastes wonderful." She quickly crawled up and gave my lips a kiss.  We
arranged ourselves under the sheets and cuddled for a while.  We talked
about our families and soon the conversion turned to Wendy telling The
Double D stories that had been related to her by her mother and aunts.  As
she told about her mother's experience, I started rubbing her pussy and
clit.  I continued my manipulations through the rest of her stories until
she said, "Please make love to me."

   We slowly arranged ourselves into the missionary position.  Wendy guided
my cock to her waiting pussy.  I slowly pushed my cock deeper into her
pussy until I could go no further.  Then I started the slow retreat from
that wet tunnel of pleasure.  Wendy and I made slow love that night as we
rolled together on that bed.

   During one of the times that Wendy was on top, riding that hard cock
buried deep inside her, she looked deeply into my eyes, licking her
luscious lips, and started rubbing her clit.  The rocking of her hips
increased as her passion increased.  My passion also increased and my hands
needed to hold something.  So I fondled those beautiful breasts which were
just waiting to be touched.  Wendy now kicked into overdrive.  Her hand
rubbed her clit harder and faster, causing her hips to rock faster and
faster.  Causing me to rock my hips faster and faster.  Forcing my cock to
go faster and farther into her cunt.  All this caused me the attack her
tits more aggressively.  I came first, shooting my sperm up and into her
cunt.  I grunted and groaned as I tried to push my cock deep into her
belly. When Wendy felt my cock spurt its load into her, she was wracked by
her own orgasm.  She screamed, "Ooohhhhh", as her belly contracted in her
pleasure.  She shook all over in ecstasy.  And then we were done.

   She collapsed onto my chest and I lovingly held her.  We both fell
asleep with my cock still inside her and my sperm oozing out of her pussy.

   ===== Sunday

   --- 3 AM Feeding

   Like the previous night, the call of nature woke me around 3am.  I again
went to the bathroom and had to wait a bit for my erection to subside
before I was able to urinate.  When I had finished my business and cleaned
up, I went back to bed.  As I was headed back to bed, the memories of the
last couple of days replayed in my head.  This made the blood flow back
into my cock, making it impossible to get back to sleep.

   "Wendy, love, wake up." I loudly whispered, as I crawled up the bed, my
extremely hard cock swaying back and forth.

   "Huh, what?" as she opened her eyes taking notice of the cock slowly
advancing toward her.

   "It's time for the three o'clock feeding." I said grinning.

   "Oh yea, go ahead and feed the pussy." At that she rolled onto her back
and spread her thighs.

   I quickly stuffed my bottle into the waiting pussy.  Wendy and I moaned
together in mutual pleasure as I deeply stuffed her pussy.  Due to the
tightness of the hungry pussy, the feeding didn't take very long, as the
bottle exploded its milk after several hard shakes.  I groaned as the thick
milk coated the far back throat of the hungry pussy.  After I had finished
emptying the bottle of milk, I rolled off of the pussy owner, and the
bottle made a plopping sound as it exited the mouth of the now full pussy.

   "See you at the eight o'clock feeding." I mumbled to Wendy.

   She answered, "Pussy will be hungry." and rolled toward me.  As I rolled
towards her, I muttered, "Owe you two more," and we fell asleep cuddled
together.

   --- Wendy Takes Over

   I was awakened by the bed being bounced.  I opened my eyes to see a
naked Wendy bouncing up and down on the bed.  When she noticed that I was
awake she said, "Good morning sleepy head."

   "What time is it?" I asked.

   "It's eight o'clock."

   "Oh, time for another pussy feeding," I said as I attempted to snatch
her.  Giggling Wendy dodged my attack and I fell face first on the bed.

   She swatted my butt and said, "Stop it.  I need to ask you something."

   I rolled over and said, "Okay, ask away."

   Wendy sat down on the bed with her legs crossed, showing me her
womanhood.  "I would like to be in charge of the entertainment for this
morning."

   "So you have something you want to try, is that it?" I responded.

   "Yes."

   "That is fine by me.  You're now are in charge.  What's first?" I said
as I lay back on the bed.

   "I'm hungry and then I need to do some shopping.  So get dressed and
let's get some breakfast.  By the way: keep your hands to yourself until
told," and she hopped out of bed to get dressed.

   We both got ready for our morning excursion.  I was ready before Wendy,
so I sat down and watched her get ready.  She was applying her makeup while
wearing light blue panties with a matching blue bra.  Once she was finished
she put on a flowery blouse and a short denim skirt.  She then checked her
appearance in the mirror.  She then removed her bra and checked her
appearance again.  Satisfied she looked at me and said, "Let's go, love."

   As we where leaving the room she blocked my exit and kissed me on the
lips.  I reached up to fondle her breasts and as I touched them she stepped
back and slapped my hands.  "I said no touching." She spun around and left
the room as I stood there in shock.  I quickly regained my composure and
followed her to breakfast.

   Breakfast was uneventful except for her grabbing my cock under the table
whenever the mood stuck her.  After breakfast she handed me a piece of
paper and said, "I need to do some shopping.  Here's the address." I took a
look at the address and, not knowing Branson, went to the front desk for
directions.  We then took the van to the address she had given me.

   --- Shopping Again

   We pulled up in front of an adult store.  A little embarrassed, I
followed Wendy into the store.  There on racks were all sorts of dildos,
vibrators, blowup dolls, and all sorts of sex toys.  The clerk was giving
us the evil eye trying to figure us out.  Wendy looked around for a couple
of minutes and then when over to talk to the clerk.  Being careful not to
let me hear, Wendy whispered some questions to the clerk.  He shook his
head in response while he stared at her chest.  They softly conversed and
then he made a phone call.  After he finished his call, he gave Wendy
another paper with directions he had written down.

   I followed Wendy back to the van where she handed me another set of
directions.  After about a fifteen minute drive, we arrived at another
adult store.  As we entered I noticed this store was about the same as the
last adult store but it was more bondage related.  Wendy went right up to
the female clerk where they talked a few minutes.  They both kept looking
at me and whispered between themselves.  Soon the clerk left the counter
and locked the front door, putting a "Be Back in Ten Minutes" sign in the
window.

   They both approached me where the clerk asked Wendy, "I have different
sizes, so how large is his cock."

   Wendy said, "About normal, I think."

   "We need to be sure.  Can you get him to drop his pants and underwear?"

   Wendy then looked at me and in a demanding voice commanded, "Drop them."

   In surprise I looked at both of them and noticing they were both
serious, so I did as I was told.  I unzipped, dropped my trousers, and then
pulled my underwear down to the ground.  Then I just stood there in the
middle of an adult store naked from the waist down with two women staring
at my crotch.  The clerk then said to Wendy, "I need to see it erect."
Wendy looked at the clerk, then at me, and then at my semi-limp cock.  She
then fell to her knees and engulfed my cock with her mouth.

   Wendy worked with gusto, getting my cock to harden up.  In no time at
all Wendy was finished.  She stopped sucking my cock and while looking at
the clerk said, "It's hard now." The clerk nodded her head in agreement and
left to get the requested items.  Wendy followed her to be sure they got
everything.  I decided since I was not needed any more, that I would pull
up my pants.

   After about ten minutes Wendy came over and said, "I have everything I
need from here.  Go pay the woman." And she left to go to the van.  I went
over to the clerk and gave her my credit card.  After I signed the receipt
for items costing about $175, the clerk winked at me and said, "Have fun."

   Once I was back in the van, Wendy said, "To the mall." So I drove us to
the mall.  For the next hour we visited various stores.  Wendy tried on
different types and styles of clothes.  Each item seemed sexier then the
previous item.  She also made me try on some clothing.  At one store she
asked the saleslady if her husband could go into the dressing room with
her. The saleslady said it would be alright.  So Wendy dragged me into the
dressing room with her.

   She made me sit down in the dressing room and told me to stay.  She then
went and collected the items she wanted to try on.  She came back and
quickly undressed.  She then put on a nightie and asked, "How does this
look?"

   I gulped and responded, "It looks great."

   Wendy then changed into other skimpier items and asked the same
question. I gave the same answer.  The last item she put on was a shelf bra
which pushed her breasts up and a crotchless pair of panties.  She then
forced her crotch in my face and said, "Lick me." I started licking her wet
pussy.  I did this for about a minute and I grabbed her ass cheeks to help
force more of her crotch into my face.  She immediately squealed and jumped
back away from my face.  With an evil grin she smacked my hands and said,
"Bad boy." She then removed the bra and panties and redressed in her
regular clothes.  She then handed me the shelf bra and crotchless panties
and said, "I want those.  Meet me back at the van." She then left.

   I was now sitting in a woman's dressing room, a raging hardon in my
pants, bra and panties in my hand, thinking how I got myself into this
situation.  After a couple of minutes, I rose, arranged my cock to be less
obvious, and went to pay for the bra and panties.  I found the saleslady
and she rang up my purchase.  She commented, "You and your wife make a
great looking couple."

   "Thank you."

   As I was leaving she winked at me saying, "Have fun."

   --- My Turn

   Once I got into the van, Wendy said, "Back to the room." Due to the
traffic in Branson, it took us about twenty minutes to get back to the
hotel.  Wendy kept kissing me and playing with my cock though my pants, but
every time I tried to touch her she would smack my hands and say, "Bad
Boy." She even unzipped me and pulled my cock out to pump it in her hands
just to stuff it back into my pants.

   After we arrived back at the hotel she grabbed my hand and led me back
to the room.  In the elevator Wendy held out her hand and said, "Lover,
room key, please." I retrieved the key and gave it to her.  She then kissed
me on the lips.  She led me to the hotel door and said, "Wait here a
second." She then slipped into the room closing the door.  I waited out in
the hallway until she opened the door.

   Wendy said, "You can now come in, lover." I stepped past her into the
room.  She shut the door, forced my hands behind my back, and quickly
handcuffed them together.  I spun around to look at her while I tried to
get my hands undone.  Wendy was at that moment jumping up and down with
joy. She was clapping her hands together, giggling, and the breasts under
her blouse jumping with joy also.  After several seconds we both calmed
down and Wendy gave me a hot kiss while she rubbed my hard cock though my
pants.

   She then said, "Time to get you ready for lunch.  Go sit on the bed."

   I did as I was told.  She then removed my shoes and socks.  After that
she unbuttoned my shirt.  Then she got a puzzled look on her face.  After a
few seconds her expression brightened and she scampered to her luggage. 
She came back with a pair of scissors and she then proceeded to cut my
shirt off of me.  That done she got me to stand up and she then removed my
pants and underwear.  She then retrieved an item from the adult store bag.
She then came back to me, kissed my lips again, and then she knelt down,
and spent a few minutes attaching something around my cock.

   She stood up and looked over her handywork.  Satisfied she pushed me
back onto the bed.  She then went about getting other items ready.  I sat
there and looked at my cock wrapped in leather and metal rings.  I took a
closer look.

   A leather strap was tightly attached at the base of my cock.  Everything
else was attached to this strap so nothing could be removed with yanking my
balls off.  Another strap separated my balls.  My whole cock was encased in
leather and that was covered by metal rings.  There was a leather strap
attached to each ring running along the top and bottom of my cock.

   Clad only in her blue panties, Wendy came back over as I was staring at
her handywork.  She said, "The saleslady called it `The Gates of Hell'. 
It's to prevent you from having an erection." She then reached down and
fondled my leather clad cock and my two leather separated balls.  She then
sat in my lap and started to passionately kiss me.  As we kissed, she
ground her ass into my crotch and fondled my nipples.  After several
minutes she stopped and got off my lap.  She again fondled my cock, then
said, "Yep, seems to be working," and she left me there.

   I just sat there watching what she was doing but not responding due to
my condition.  Wendy finally came to me and said, "Time to get you cleaned
up." She helped get me to my feet and walked me to the bathroom while
playing with my ass.

   She had setup the enema bag and I now knew it was my turn.  She helped
me lay face down on the towels on the floor.  I asked her to arrange my
cock so I wouldn't lie on it.  She grinned and did as I had asked.  I
relaxed the best as I could.  She spread my ass cheeks and rubbed some lube
around and into my asshole.  She then inserted the enema nozzle in my ass
and released the water.

   As the water filled my bowels, she massaged my lower back, ass cheeks,
and inner thighs.  At times my bowels would cramp up but shortly the cramps
would go away.  Wendy removed the nozzle after I had the whole bag of water
in my bowels.  She lay down beside me and we kissed for several minutes. 
She rubbed my back and massaged my handcuffed arms while we waited for the
water to do its work.

   Once she figured the water had done enough she helped me up and over to
the toilet.  As soon as I sat down on the toilet, I released the water
buried deep in my bowels.  Out came the water, the shit, and the stink. 
Wendy kept leaving the bathroom for fresh air then returned to flush the
toilet and to kiss me.  Soon I was done and she wiped my ass.  She then had
me lie down on the towels again while positioning my caged cock.  She
quickly ran to the bedroom for something and came back.  She then rolled me
on my side and stuffed the nozzle in my butt.  She carefully rolled me onto
my back positioning a pillow under me to relieve the pressure of my back
crushing my handcuffed arms.

   Once I was comfortable she released the water.  As my bowels were again
filled with water she took a much closer look at the cock trapped in the
cage.  She even licked the tip of the cock and sucked my balls.  My cock
tried to expand but was confided to a limited space.  She then rubbed my
stomach forcing more water into my upper colon.  She was having fun
torturing me.  After she had filled my bowels with three enema bags of
water, she removed the nozzle.  Looking at me laying on the floor she
giggled.  I raised my head and glared at her.  She quickly replied, "You
look pregnant," at that she rubbed my extended belly causing me to cramp up
again.

   She crawled up, her beautiful breasts swaying back and forth and we
kissed some more.  Ever so often she would break our kiss to nibble on my
nipples.  After my bowels stopped grumbling, she again helped me over to
the toilet where we repeated our earlier process.

   Once I had finish dumping my bowels for the second time she helped me up
and then shoved me into the shower.  She proceeded to wash me, starting
with my head and moving down my body until she got to my feet.  She spent a
little extra time on my ass and crotch during this scrub down.  Looking
into my eyes she got a big grin on her face saying, "Your turn, love." as
she held up the butt plug from last night.

   I mumbled, "I should have seen that coming," turned around and bent over
the best I could while still in the shower.  She then soaped up my ass and
asshole.  As she was slowly inserting the butt plug into my ass while she
kept playing with my cock and balls.  Soon I felt the butt plug slip the
rest of the way into my butt.  She then gave it a friendly shove just to be
sure it was in and swatted my ass cheek saying, "You're done; let's rinse
you off." She quickly shoved me back under the shower and kissed me while
rubbing my ass and crotch.

   After she had finished rinsing me off she moved me to the back of the
shower.  She now took her time washing herself as I was forced to watch
her. Every time she saw me staring at her she grinned or giggled.  I knew
what she was giggling about.  There in a shower with an 18-year-old-girl
was a 29-yearold-man, handcuffed, cock caged, and butt plugged.  Hell, I
was laughing last night at her!

   After she turned off the water to the shower, she gave me another kiss
and said, "Love, wait here.  I'll be back." She stepped out of the shower
and then re-closed the shower curtain, leaving me to drip dry.  I heard the
hair dryer and other movement on the other side of the shower curtain.  In
what felt like twenty minutes Wendy pulled open the curtain.  There she
stood fully dressed and ready to leave with a towel in her hands.  She
toweled me off while I was still standing in the shower.  She helped me out
and combed my hair.  She then shoved me using my ass to the bedroom.

   There she put on my trousers.  I commented, "What no underwear?"

   As she was tucking my cock cage into my pants she looked into my eyes
and said, "That would spoil the fun," and then she zipped me closed.  She
patted the packaged package and proceeded to get my socks and shoes on my
feet.  She then stepped back and looked me over.  Satisfied she grabbed my
shirt and poked me in the butt towards the door.  At the door she looked
into my eyes and said, "I'm going to uncuff you in a moment.  You are then
to put on your shirt and behave yourself.  We'll be going to lunch and
after, coming back here.  If you misbehave, I'll quit playing and you won't
know what I had planned." At that she pecked my lips, opened the door, and
uncuffed me.  As a gentleman, I rubbed my arms and wrists a bit and then
put on my shirt.  We left hand-in-hand for the dining room.

   --- Lunch

   During lunch Wendy had fun with the remote of the butt plug.  I was a
little put off by my current situation but I was determined to play this
though to Wendy's conclusion.  So far I was having fun letting Wendy have
control.  I now knew my place with Wendy; she could kiss, touch, fondle,
and do whatever she wanted to me.  But I could do nothing to her.  So I
kept eating and enjoying my place in this situation.  A few times Wendy
felt my cock to see how it was doing.  She even unzipped me a couple of
times to fondle my balls.  It seemed like a long lunch.

   After lunch Wendy led us back up to our room.  Just before she opened
the door she told me, "I'm going to stand out here holding the door open.
You are to go in and remove your shirt.  You will then handcuff one of your
wrists.  You are then to stand in the door frame, turn around so your back
is to me, and put your arms behind you back.  I will then cuff your other
wrist," she then opened the door.  I did exactly as she demanded.  And soon
I was naked above the waist with my hands handcuffed behind my back again,
being pushed into the bedroom.

   Once in the bedroom Wendy started her preparations.  She quickly
stripped the rest of my clothes off so I was once again nude.  She now
placed the ottoman in front of a mirror and had me kneel down in front of
it.  She then placed my face and the top of my shoulders on the ottoman
making sure I could see myself in the mirror.  She quickly retrieved some
more items from the adult store bag.  One item was a spreader bar which she
used to chain my ankles together.  Another item was a rope which she used
to securely tie me to the ottoman.  She accomplished this by looping the
rope under the ottoman and my over the top of my shoulders, taking it up
under my armpits.  She now used another item and attached weight clamps to
my nipples.  Snickering, Wendy reached under me and attached something to
my cock.  She pushed the button on the remote and the butt plug started its
assault.  She flipped a switch on the nipple clamps and they started to
shake.  She fumbled around my cock until I felt a cock ring come to life
vibrating my cock.  She had placed it so that it would also bounce up
against my balls.  She stood back looking over her handy work and clapped
her hands with glee.

   Wendy now disappeared from my view, leaving me tied to that ottoman with
three vibrators trying to shake the cum out of me.  I was so close but the
cock cage was doing its work.  I was being tormented by an 18-year-old
hottie.  Wendy came back into my view.  She was now naked except for the
blue cock that pointed towards me.  After my shock wore off, I finally
figured out she was wearing a leather harness around her waist with a strap
under her crotch, this held her new cock in place.

   Slapping my ass hard, Wendy said, "Bad boy, suck my hard cock," and she
leaned over me trying to get her cock into my mouth.  After a few
unsuccessful attempts she stood back up and took her cock off.  I then
noticed it was really a double headed cock.  One side had been in her pussy
while the other side was in my face.  It was shaped to give her pleasure as
she used it on someone.  She fed me her fake cock which I sucked on for a
few seconds; she then flipped it around so I could suck on the end that had
been buried in her cunt.  I wanted more of that sweet cunt juice that
coated that cock but I was a little tied up.

   Wendy removed the fake cock from my mouth and made a show out of
inserting it back into her wet pussy.  She spread her cunt lips with one
hand and slowly ground that fake blue cock into her cunt while she moaned.
After it was fully inserted into her cunt, she rearranged her harness to
steady the fake cock.  She now looked deeply in my eyes licking her lips
and said, "Let the fun begin." I took a quick glance at the mirror and
noticed that I now also had a pair of tits.  They weren't very big but due
to the weighted clamps, they and my nipples were extended towards the
floor.

   She moved around to my butt and slowly removed the vibrating plug in my
ass.  As soon as it popped out she shoved her fake cock in.  I watched her
in the mirror slowly grinding her crotch to force more and more of that
cock into my ass.  I saw that blue cock disappear into my ass and then her
crotch mashed up against my ass cheeks.  Wendy then started her slow
withdrawal only to be followed by her attack.  Each stroke of her cock was
faster then the previous.  We were both grunted and groaning in our mutual
pleasure.  She did a weird grinding motion trying to get her cock to rub
her clit.  Now that same cock kept rubbing up against my prostate because
of her constant grinding.  I wanted to cum, I needed to cum, but that damn
cock cage prevented me from cumming.

   The orgasm caught Wendy hard.  She shook from the top of her head to the
tips of her toes.  She shook her tits very hard.  A thin coating of sweat
covered her body.  Her eyes were tightly closed.  Her stomach was concave
in shape due to all the muscles contracting.  It was a beautiful sight: now
only if I could cum.

   She screamed out, "Oh God," and collapsed onto my back, her tits
pressing into my handcuffed arms and that blue cock still buried deep into
both of us.  Now if I could cum.  She stirred and our eyes met, mine filled
deeply with lust, hers deep with satisfaction.  She smiled at me and said,
"Let me untie you." She then stood up forcing the blue cock to pop out of
my ass.  She first took off her harness and removed her instrument of
pleasure.  Then kneeling down she worked on removing the trapped cock.  She
commented, "The saleslady told me not to touch your cock after I removed
the cage.  She made the mistake of touching one of her slave's cocks after
a session and he came instantly." She finished removing it with out an
accident.

   Now she removed the nipple clamps.  I moaned very loudly after each one
was removed due the pain that was caused by the blood flowing back into the
tips of my nipples.  She then untied my shoulders from the ottoman.  She
removed the spreader bar from my ankles and finally she unlocked the
handcuffs.

   Jumping to my feet, I roared like a lion and spun around, my rock hard
cock slapping my thighs.  Wendy was directly in front of me with a look of
surprise on her face.  I took three steps forward and tackled her.  We both
fell on to the bed at which point I raped her.

   I wasn't being careful nor caring about her.  I just wanted to sink my
cock deep into some cunt.  And I found a wet hot cunt right there on the
bed.  I sunk my cock deep into her and then tried to drive her ass though
the bed.  I went into overdrive and hammered my cock into her.  And then I
came and I came buckets.  Rope after rope of seed poured out of my poor
cock into that heaven on earth.  And then I must have blacked out.

   When I came to, my cock was still buried in Wendy's pussy and, she was
asking, "Al, Al, are you alright?"

   I rolled off of her and said, "Yes, I'm okay." and after a couple of
deep breaths I continued, "Damn woman, that was good."

   Giggling she said, "Yea, but I didn't plan on getting raped," as she
rubbed her crotch.

   "Sorry about that.  My brains went to my cock for the moment."

   She crawled over to me and started kissing me.  As we kissed, I felt my
sperm pouring out of her pussy onto my thigh.  We kissed and cuddled for
several minutes and then she asked, "What's on the agenda for the rest of
the day?"

   "Well being that I just raped you, I think we need chill on the sex
stuff until tonight.  Why don't we go to Silver Dollar City for the
afternoon?  We can ride some of the rides and get dinner there.  We will
come back here around 8:00.  Okay?"

   She answered, "That sounds good." and started rubbing my cock.

   I gently slapped her hand, "Hands off.  That's for later." and we got up
and got ready to leave.

   --- Silver Dollar City

   We had fun together that afternoon at Silver Dollar City.  Wendy had
worn her blue bra under her t-shirt and after we rode the raging river ride
the t-shirt was soaked.  You could clearly see her blue bra.  I would have
enjoyed staring at her bare breasts instead but we did not want to cause a
scandal at the park.  We rode as many roller coasters as we could.  After
dinner we both started to get frisky with each other again.  During a
stroll over to another ride, I whispered to Wendy, "I want your bra."
Grinning she hurried to the women's restroom.

   She came back and stuffed her bra into my pants pocket.  Further down
the walkway I found a bush and hung her bra in the branches.  The last time
we saw it, it was flapping in the wind like a flag of conquest.  We rode a
couple more roller coasters.  I took a special interest in watching Wendy's
chest during both of those rides.  I just loved watching her breasts shimmy
and shake as we rode the coaster together.  For our last ride at the park I
took her to the log flume.  We sat together in one log all by ourselves. 
Wendy was up front; her back was leaning against my chest.  As we floated
around the flume, I fondled Wendy's breasts and got a couple of fingers
into her pussy.  We then left the park holding hands.

   Once the door closed to our room on our return, I grabbed Wendy and
started kissing her.  About a minute I said, "Okay, this is our last night
together.  I have something planned.  So do what you need to do, and when
you are ready lay on the bed nude." We then went about doing our separate
tasks.  After a while I noticed Wendy was ready and waiting on the bed. 
Fully clothed, I went over to her and kissed her.  "Love, I want you to lie
differently.  Can you lie cross ways on the bed?  Put you head here and
your feet there."

   Wendy arranged herself as I asked.  I moved her until her head was
barely hanging off the bed.  I put restraints on both arms and legs.  Then
I fished some ropes from under the mattress where I had earlier put them. I
attached the ropes to the arm and leg restraints making sure that
everything was tight.  I fetched an mp3 player and checked the volume of
the headphones.  Then I put the headphones on Wendy and put a blindfold
over her eyes.  I was tempted to gag her but I wanted her mouth free.

   I now took off my clothes and finished up getting ready for the rest of
the evening.  Every once in a while, I would touch or caress Wendy in
different spots.  Almost every time she would jump with surprise.  Now I
was ready of the rest of the evening.

   I was rock hard and needed some immediate relief.  So I grabbed the
nipple clamps and went over to Wendy's reclined head.  I started to slap my
rock hard cock against Wendy's face.  She understood what I wanted and
opened that gorgeous mouth while sticking out her tongue.  I gently slipped
my cock into her waiting mouth and felt her going to work, licking and
sucking me.  While she administered her oral pleasure, I licked and fondled
her breasts.  Once her nipples were hard I gently attached the nipple
clamps.  Now for the next few minutes I attacked her pussy with my fingers.
I got three stuffed into her cunt when my concentration switched from
pleasuring her to me.

   I used both hands to grab her head and hair.  At that point my cock
thrusts went into overdrive and I fucked her mouth.  During my thrusts into
her mouth I felt my cock head slip down her throat as my balls slapped her
nose.  She was taking all of my cock, damn this felt great.  During one of
these deep thrusts into her tight throat I removed the nipple clamps from
her breasts.  My cock felt her scream and in response spewed reproductive
juice.  Before I was finished my ejaculation I slowly removed my cock from
her mouth and shot the remainder of my sperm into her face.  I stumbled
back and looked over the scene before me.  Tied spread-eagled to the bed
was a beautiful woman, her head hanging over the edge with cum dripping
down her face and into her blond hair.

   Recovering I slowly went to the other side of the bed and gently I
positioned Wendy so that her head was no longer hanging over my bed.  It
was now time to work on her.

   Using a feather I brushed all over her body.  I took it real slow going
everywhere with it.  I saw goosebumps pop up in the different areas were I
used the feather.  I brushed her breasts and nipples, making the nipples
even harder.  I played with her clit using the feather, watching her thrust
her hips trying to get more stimulation.  She was now constantly moaning
with passion.  I switched to using the very tips of my fingers just barely
touching the surface of her skin.  Again goosebumps followed the path of my
fingertips.  I enjoyed barely touching her breasts and nipples.  I dropped
down her flat stomach to her pubic region and the lips below.  I worked on
that area for a number of minutes before lightly flicking her clit a couple
of times.  She grunted with the frustration of being teased.

   I attacked her breasts.  I rubbed them, fondled, squeezed, caressed,
licked, and sucked, anything and everything.  All over, from their gentle
rise off her chest, to the very tips of those nipples.  The last thing I
did before moving away from them was to re-attach the nipple clamps and
turn on the little nip vibrators.  She was moaning with pleasure.

   I now started teasing her using the various erogenous zones around her
body.  Armpits, forehead, behind the ears, temples, feet, behind the knees,
inner thighs.  She was now grunting in her need for sexual release.  I
could tell that she was very close to her orgasm.  She was pulling at her
bonds, rolling her head from side to side, and hips thrusting upwards
finding nothing but air.  I continued my torture keeping her close to her
needed sexual release but not letting her achieve her goal.  She was now
screaming in frustration trying to find her release.

   I positioned myself between her tautly spread thighs getting ready for
my final assault on my trapped slave.  I slapped my hard cock against the
mouth of her pussy making my cock head hit her clit.  She responded by
forcing her hips forward and roaring in her frustration.  I repeated my
actions with the same result each time.  On my sixth slap she came, her
whole body shook, stomach rippled, hips thrashing around trying to find a
cock.

   Just as she peaked with her orgasm I sunk my hard cock into contracting
cunt.  I slammed into hard trying to force her ass through the mattress. 
Unknown to her I had a cock ring on that had a vibrator positioned to hit
her clit.  As it came into contract with her oversensitive clit she had
another orgasm.  She was now straining at her bonds in pleasure.  I rode
her through the top of her orgasm.  Just after she peaked with her second
orgasm, I grounded my cock into pussy, the cock ring vibrating against her
sensitive clit, removed the nipple clamps, and thrust a finger into her
asshole.

   She now skyrocketed into her third orgasm and my cock started pouring
its thick liquid into that pulsing tunnel of love.  I rode her restrained
bucking body until I collapsed.

   After I regained some strength from my amazing orgasm.  I carefully
untangled myself from my trapped prisoner, withdrawing my cock from her
spasming pussy.  I removed the headphones and then the blindfold.  I waited
until her eyes adjusted to the change in light.  Holding up a necklace that
looked like a silver rope I fastened it around her neck, gave her a deep
kiss while playing with her breasts, and whispered to her, "For your
bondage session, Slave." I then tickled her.

   After I finished tickling her I released her from her bonds and we fell
asleep cuddled together.

   ===== Monday

   --- 3 AM Again

   I awoke again around 3am, with my bladder screaming for release.  As I
stumbled toward the bathroom, I was puzzled why I kept waking up around
this time every night for the past couple of days.  As I emptied my
bladder, I came to the conclusion it was all Wendy's fault.  I giggled to
myself as I cleaned up and strolled back to bed.

   I climbed in bed and rolled away from Wendy to go back asleep.  I
suddenly felt Wendy turn over, scoot over to me pressing her breasts into
my back, snake her arm over my hip, and start playing with my limp member.
Then she whispered, "What no feeding?"

   I then rolled over to face her, and commented, "As you can tell, I'm a
little limp, otherwise I would feed you."

   "Hmmm, let me take look and see what's wrong." She then slid down the
bed and stuffed my soft cock into her warm mouth.  I moaned with surprise
as she started to lick and suck my cock, trying to resurrect life back into
it.  Gently holding her head, I carefully rolled over to lie on my back,
keeping her mouth attached to my penis.  I then relaxed and let her work
her oral wonders.  To help I reflected on the past couple of days events.
In a few minutes Wendy stopped sucking my cock and crawled up to kiss me.
As we were kissing, I rolled us over so that Wendy was underneath, and sunk
my now hard cock into her wet pussy.

   This being one of our last couplings, I was determined to make this love
session something to remember.  I used every trick I knew to slow my
passion down and to speed hers up.  I stroked and fondled many of her
erogenous zones, shifted my position to get her clitoris more attention,
started to do mathematical problems in my head, everything.  We made love
for over thirty minutes before I thought our passions matched.  I was ready
and she showed the signs of being ready, so I guided one of her hands to
her clit.  She knew what I wanted her to do and started rubbing her clit.
Her constant moaning of pleasure intensified.  I delayed several seconds,
and then I snaked my right hand under her ass cheeks, followed the trail of
pussy juice, and shoved two fingers into her wet asshole.  She screamed and
came with rivers of pleasure.

   As Wendy's orgasm racked though her body, her cunt walls tried to
squeeze the cum out of my cock.  My cock replied in the affirmative by
shooting thick milky white cream into her contracting cunt.  My body quaked
with pleasure as my orgasm now racked though my body.  Our almost
simultaneous orgasms made our coupling really special.  We both basked in
our mutual pleasure and then collapsed holding each other tightly.

   --- Sunrise on Beach

   The alarm I set from the previous night awoke me at 5:15am.  I had
something special planned for Wendy's and my last day together.  I quickly
rose and got ready.  I awoke Wendy, "Lover, wake up.  I have something
special for us to do.  Wake up." I was finally able to get Wendy awake and
moving.  I helped get her dressed for the event and we left the hotel to
find a spot on the lake.

   I selected this location on the lake to watch the sunrise come up over
the hills surrounding the lake.  I sat down on the bank of the lake facing
the upcoming morning sunrise.  I then had Wendy sit in front of me her back
resting against my chest.  I figured it would be another fifteen minutes
before the sun would peak on the hills in front of us.  I whispered to
Wendy, "Just relax and watch the sunrise." I kissed her neck and nibbled
her ears.  I caressed her arms and legs and stroked her breasts though her
blouse.  I opened her blouse to expose her breasts to the morning sunrise.
I continued my foreplay getting her closer and closer to my objective.  I
unzipped her shorts and snaked my hand into them to rub her panty clad
pussy.

   She was reacting to my sexual ministrations by wriggling her hips,
trying to get more pleasure from my rubbing hand.  Her pink panties were
now soaking wet, so I slipped my hand under the waistband to directly
attack her wet pussy.  I continued kissing her neck and fondling her tits.
Her moaning was increasing with every second of my foreplay.

   Just before the sun broke over the hill, I whispered to Wendy, "I want
the sunrise and you to come together," and my hands went into overdrive. 
Both hands were now a blur trying to get her over the sexual peak.  Then
the sun peaked over the hill at the same time I slipped two fingers into
her cunt and I rubbed her clit with my thumb.  I also tweaked the nipple on
her left breast.  She then came sitting there on the banks of the lake
while the sun blazed down on us.  I continued to caress her though the
remainder of her early morning orgasm.

   She gently removed my hands from her panties and turned around to face
me.  She said, "That was beautiful, love." and she kissed me.  She kept
kissing me as she pushed me back.  I felt her fumbling with my zipper, and
then I felt her remove my cock from my pants.  Before I knew it she had
stuffed my cock into her cunt and was now making love to me on the bank of
the lake.  She broke our kiss so she could sit up forcing more of my cock
deeper into her.  I looked at the scene before me trying to delay the
inevitable.  There was Wendy, a hot 18-year-old with my cock buried deep in
her shaved cunt.

   The sun was shining through her long blond hair.  Her tits bouncing up
and down with up-and-down motion of her hips driving that cock in and out
of her pussy.  Her stomach rippling with her pleasure.  Pink panties shoved
aside to allow my cock into her steaming cunt.  She now moved her panties
so that she could rub her clit.  The vision was too much.  I shot my spunk
deep into her.  I shot the sticky ropes while I grunted in pleasure.  She
then had herself a small orgasm as she felt my cocks reaction deep in her
womb.  We both slowly calmed down after our sexual release.

   After a few minutes, Wendy raised herself off my cock and readjusted her
panties.  She located her shorts and she straightened herself up.  I was
still too wasted to care about my appearance so I just lay there and
watched her get dressed.  She then came over and kissed me.  She then said,
"Lover, that round of sex has made me hungry.  Let's go eat." So we got up
a left for the hotel.  About halfway to the hotel Wendy started giggling
and I stopped gave her a questioning look.  She then kissed me and while
she did that she stuffed my cock back into my pants.  I quickly recovered
from my embarrassment and zipped my pants up.

   --- Last Breakfast

   Our last breakfast together was uneventful and we were both a little sad
due to the limited time we had with each other.  After breakfast we walked
back to our room holding hands.

   We separately took a quick shower, packed, and left the hotel.  It was a
four hour trip back to St.  Louis and we needed to get on the road.

   About thirty minutes into our trip back, Wendy asked, "What did you
mean, `Owe you two'?"

   I looked at her puzzled, she replied, "Two nights ago, after the 3am
pussy feeding, you said, `Owe you two,' what did you mean?"

   Now knowing what she meant, grinning, I responded, "Love, I made a rule
to myself that every time I had orgasm without a woman also orgasming
during the same session, then I owed her at least two more orgasms.  So
what's the score?" We spent the next hour figuring out who had what orgasm
when.  Right after we finished our totals, we looked at each other with
hungry eyes.  I hurried to the next exit and then located a remote spot to
stop the van.

   We both attacked each other in the front seats of the van.  As we each
shed the others clothes, we moved to the back of the van.  I quickly plowed
in Wendy's waiting pussy as she grunted with lust.  As I made contact with
her pubic bone, I slowed my love making down.  I wanted this; no I needed
this to last.  Wendy and I made some passion in the back of the van. 
Shortly we changed from the missionary position to where Wendy was on top.
I loved watching this woman make love to me, riding my cock deep into her
pussy.  Wendy then asked, "Lover, let's finish this up doggy style."

   We re-arranged ourselves until I was thrusting my hard cock into Wendy's
cunt.  Her tits hanging down swinging back and forth as I rammed my crotch
against her ass.  I was holding her hips so that I could plow her pussy
with my rock-hard shaft.  One of her hands was rubbing her clit and my cock
at the same time.  I could not hold out anymore as I dumped my red hot load
of liquid into her.  As soon as she felt my cock start to hose down her
cervix her orgasm raced though her body.  We both grunted and groaned as we
both enjoyed our orgasms.  As we both finished Wendy fell forward to lie on
the van floor, leaving me kneeling with my cock now dripping in midair.

   We slowly found our clothes, got dressed, and resumed our trip back to
St.  Louis, and Wendy's mother.

   --- Meet up with mom

   We arrived at the Bread Co ten minutes late due to some traffic delays,
but Amanda had already found a table and ordered for herself.  Wendy and
mom hugged and chattered a few minutes before Amanda turned to me and held
out her hand so that we could shake hands.  I grabbed her hand but then
pulled her to me and gave her a hug.

   I went and got food for Wendy and myself while mother and daughter
talked about the weekend.  As we were eating lunch I whispering into
Wendy's ear making sure Amanda didn't hear, "Go to the ladies room and take
off your panties."

   Wendy whispered back, "Can I take off my bra too?"

   I nodded yes and she asked to be excused and left.

   About ten minutes later she returned and resumed eating.  She was
wearing a tight blouse and it left nothing for the imagination.  I knew she
was excited by the way her nipples raised the fabric trying to contain her
womanly mounds.

   Several minutes later Amanda noticed me staring at Wendy.  She followed
my eyesight and then, shocked, asked Wendy, "Where's your bra?"

   "Right here with my panties!" Wendy said, as she placed both on the
table as if this was an everyday occurrence.

   I nearly spewed my soup all over her underclothes as I noticed the look
of shock on Amanda's face.  It was precious.

   Amanda was not amused and quickly removed Wendy's intimates from the
table.  She turned to Wendy and asked, "Why did you do that?"

   Wendy pointed to me and said, "He told me to!"

   Raising my hands in innocence, I replied, "I just told her to take off
her panties.  The bra was her idea."

   Amanda sternly looked at both of us and said, "You both act like a bunch
of kids."

   With that statement, Wendy and I looked at each other, grinned and
grabbed Amanda's hand and led her to the van.  We got Amanda into the van
and we left the restaurant parking lot.

   I drove to a spot I knew and parked the van between two construction
dumpsters.  The slot was just wide enough to pull the van in leaving three
inches on either side of the van.  Parking in this spot had the effect of
blocking every van window except the rear, and since this was Memorial Day,
I wasn't concerned about that window.  And if someone wanted to watch, more
power to them.

   I turned off the engine and put the keys in my pocket.  I didn't want
Amanda to ruin my last bit of fun with Wendy.  I climbed into the back of
the van to join Wendy who was storing the van seat into the floor and
retrieving certain items from her luggage.  We embraced and started kissing
right in front of Wendy's mother, not caring if she was watching.

   Not breaking our kiss, Wendy forced me onto my back and then threw a
cover over us.  As soon as the cover was in place, we both made our move.
She unzipped my pants, fished my hardening cock out and starting stroking
it.  At the same time I started attacking her breasts and got two fingers
in her already sopping wet cunt.  Wendy temporarily broke from our tongue
wrestling match to look at her mother and say, "Mom, Al has two fingers in
my pussy and I have his hard cock in my hand." I noticed that Amanda was
still sitting in the front seat but she had turned around to watch us.  Her
eyes were glazed over, she was licking her lips, and her thighs were parted
slightly.  Wendy then resumed our previous lip lock.

   After a couple more minutes Wendy again broke her kiss with me and
continued the teasing of her mother by telling Amanda, "Oh mom, one of his
hands are playing with my tits and with the other is playing with my clit.
And his cock is SO big.  Oh mom, and I know he wants to fuck your baby girl
with it." I looked at Amanda; she had her blouse open and was playing with
her bra covered breasts.  She was trying to arrange her dress so that she
could spread her legs wider.  I could even now clearly see her white panty
clad pussy.

   Wendy slowly adjusted her body so that her crotch was over my cock and
then she started rubbing my cock along her slit.  Wendy then said, "Mom,
I'm rubbing his hard drippy cock up and down my pussy hole.  Oh I can't
wait to feel it inside me again." Amanda now had her tits out of her bra
cups, her dress pulled up over her hips, and her legs were widely stretched
apart.  With one hand she was mashing her tits and the other hand was under
her panties playing with her cunt.

   Now Wendy started pressing her pussy down onto my cock and she said,
"Mom, Al's cock in going inside your baby's pussy." And she kept pressing
down, forcing more and more of my cock inside her until it could go no
farther.  She then said in a child like sing song voice, "Oh mom, it's all
the way in me.  His dirty cock is in your sweet baby's pussy." At that she
sat up, keeping us joined together and threw off the cover.

   Amanda now was rocking back and forth in her chair, moaning.  She now
smelled the crotch of Wendy's panties.  Wendy noticed her mother's heated
condition, so she turned around to face her mother.  She did this slowly to
prevent breaking or displaying our intimate join.  Wendy said, "Mom, smell
the sperm and cunt juice in my panties.  There are two fresh loads there."
Wendy then removed her shirt and while looking into her sex crazed mother's
eyes, she also started mashing her breasts together.  Then she said, "Mom,
Al loves my tits.  He can't stop touching them." At that comment I could
not help but reach up from behind her and cup Wendy's womanly mountains of
tit flesh with my hands for her mother to see.

   I then took a closer look at Amanda.  There seated in the front seat was
Wendy's mother.  She was staring at the sex scene taking place before her.
She was still inhaling the scent of sex from her daughter's panties.  Three
fingers were digging into her wet cunt.  She was moaning in passion while
rocking back and forth in her seat.  In short she looked like a sex crazed
bitch in heat.

   While I was still cupping Wendy's tits, Wendy reached down, raised her
skirt up to show Amanda her cock stuffed pussy, and started playing with
her clit.  Wendy then told her mother, "Mom, he shaved my hairy pussy and
ate me until I came three times." Wendy started to raise herself up and
down on my cock.  This allowed Amanda to watch my cock going in and out of
her daughter's pussy.  Then Wendy commented to her mother, "Mommy, this bad
man even fucked my ass."

   At this Amanda said, "Well I need to punish the bad man." And she leaped
out of her seat, grabbed my hands from her daughter breasts, and forced
them behind my back.  Before I could wrestle free from her attack, she had
found the handcuffs that Wendy had taken out of her luggage and left on the
van floor and handcuffed my hands together behind my back.

   Then she shoved me back to the van floor and sat on my chest.  Now I had
two beauties sitting on me but my view of Wendy was blocked by Amanda. 
Then I noticed the reflection of both women in the van windows, not a
perfect view, but it was still a hot view.  Amanda was leaning forward and
fondled her daughter's breast.  Wendy's head was lying on her mother's
shoulder and she was moaning very loudly.  I felt three hands around my
crotch, one was playing with my balls, and two were rubbing Wendy's cunt
and clit.  All this while my cock was going in and out of that tight pussy.

   Amanda whispered into Wendy's ear, "Wendy dear, let me help you get your
skirt off.  I want to see what this dirty old man did to my baby." Together
they both removed Wendy's skirt, and it ended up in a pile with Wendy's
shirt on the van floor.  They both resumed their earlier embrace.  In a
heated voice Wendy said, "Mom, please move back.  The angle isn't right. 
Move back, move back." So the next thing I knew my face was covered by
Amanda's pussy.

   I then noticed that somehow Amanda had lost her panties because now my
mouth was covered by her wet pussy.  So I started licking her.  I licked
and licked.  Then I stuck my tongue in her pussy as far as I could.  As I
was working on mom's pussy, my cock was doing it best to help her daughter.
My sight was blocked by an ass, my hearing was restricted by thighs, my
hands chained together under my back, but I was still having fun.

   Suddenly I knew that Wendy was cumming and she was cumming hard.  She
started really bouncing up and down on my cock and her cunt wall muscles
tried to squeeze my cock to death.  Her orgasm lasted longer then any
before and then all motion on my cock stopped.  Now it was a different
story for my tongue, the pussy on my face started coming alive.  Amanda
started hunching her hips causing her pussy to move over my tongue and
mouth.  At one end of the movement I was able to lick her asshole, at the
other end I tongued her clit, and in between I sucked the pussy juice from
her sopping pussy.

   I then heard Amanda and Wendy talking.  I could not hear what they were
saying but I knew they were talking.  During their discussion Amanda never
stopped her rocking motion on my face.  Amanda started shifting around on
my face, making it a little difficult trying to give her mouth to cunt
resuscitation.  It then got a little brighter under her ass.  Suddenly I
felt my cock pop out of Wendy's pussy and Amanda's ass moved off from my
face.  Trying to adjust to the sunlight, I could not see for several
seconds, I felt someone sit on my pubic bone right in front of my cock, at
the same time someone was playing with my cock.

   As my eyesight returned, I was presented with a view of Amanda sitting
on me, naked, fingers of one hand in her pussy, and the fingers of her
other hand in Wendy's pussy.  Wendy was knelling beside her mother sucking
on her mom's breasts, stroking my cock with one hand, and playing with her
mother's ass with the other.  I just laid there enjoying the mother and
daughter sex scene unfolds.  Both of them continued their ministrations
until Amanda rose up and started moving back toward my cock.

   I felt my cock head touch skin, Wendy then told her mother, "Lean
forward a bit." Amanda did as her daughter requested.  Then Wendy replied,
"Mom, relax, here he comes." At that I felt Wendy insert my cock into a
tight opening.  Amanda feeling my cock make an entrance slowly started
forcing my cock farther into her orifice.  It was a tight fit and then I
realized I was fucking Amanda's asshole.  Amanda continued the slow assault
of her ass using my cock as the weapon.  She grunted and groaned, I groaned
and grunted, and Wendy watched as my cock buried itself deep in Amanda's
bowels.  Finally her ass cheeks made contact with my thighs.

   Then Amanda started fucking her ass in earnest, up and down she went, in
and out my cock went.  She had her eyes tightly closed concentrating on the
feeling, her breasts shaking with her fucking movement, her pussy dripping
on my crotch, and the muscles in her thighs straining to move her up and
down.  Finding the vibrator, Wendy inserted into her mother's pussy, turned
it on, and fucked her mother with it.  Amanda groaned and started shaking
all only.  I was feeling her ass tightly squeeze my cock and I felt the
vibrator going in and out of Amanda's pussy.

   The fluid in my balls started the trip up and out of my cock.  I
groaned, shooting ropes of sperm deep into Amanda's bowels.  Feeling my
orgasm blasting her ass, Amanda's eyes popped open, and while looking
deeply in Wendy's eyes, had her own orgasm.  We both quaked and quivered
together enjoying our coupling.  Then Amanda collapsed, grasping in deep
breaths.  I was also enjoying the after effects of sex, but I was still
trapped with my cock still buried in Amanda and my hands cuffed under my
back.

   Shortly Amanda rolled off of me, lying chest down on the van floor. 
Wendy found the keys to the handcuffs, came over, gave me a deep kiss, and
released me from my bondage.  I just lay there a few minutes, rubbing the
blood back into my wrists, and replaying the recent events in my mind. 
Then I sat up, surveyed the scene, tucked and zipped my cock into my pants,
climbed over the mess while taking a close look at the ass that was leaking
my sperm onto the van carpet, and climbed into the driver's seat of the
van. I turned on some music and just waited.

   Every now and then, I would look into the rear view to see what was
happening in the back of the van.  Wendy was putting away the items she had
taken out of the luggage and she restored the van seat that she had stored
away in the floor.  She then climbed in the front passenger seat.

   Amanda then rolled over and sat up, her back to me.  She then struggled
to put her clothes back on.  Once she was dressed, she sat in the van seat
that Wendy had set up.  I then backed the van out and we headed back to the
restaurant packing lot.  Nothing had been said since Amanda's and my orgasm
together.

   The trip back to the parking lot was short and very quiet.  Together
Wendy and I took Wendy's luggage to her mother's car.  After storing the
luggage in the car, Wendy and I held hands, and headed back to Amanda
standing beside my van.  Breaking the silence, I said to Wendy, "Wendy give
the Double D rings back to your mother." Wendy then removed the two rings
from her ring finger and gave them to her embarrassed mother.  I then
placed on that same ring finger a Promise ring.

   "Wendy, I am giving you this ring as a symbol of your Double D.  I hope
when you look at this ring you will remember this weekend.  I want this
ring to remind you of everything I taught you.  Inscribed inside the ring
are the following four words.  `Wendy, Grade A, Al'.  It has two meanings,
the first; it is your grade for this weekend.  The second, you are a fine
piece of grade A bee oh..., I mean woman," and I gave her a peck on her
cheek.  I continued, "Now I would like a gift from you so I can also
remember this weekend.  I want your panties," and I held out my hand
waiting for them.

   Wendy reached under her dress, grabbed her panties, slowly pulled them
down and stepped out of them.  She did this like it was nothing special to
remove one's underwear in public.  She gave them to me and I made a point
of putting them to my nose.  I then inhaled the scent of sex seeping from
the wet crotch and then put them into the pocket of my pants.

   I turned my attention to Amanda, whom was staring down at the ground in
embarrassment.  I gently raised her chin with my fingertips, repeating what
I had done with her daughter a couple of days earlier.  Forcefully, I told
her, "What happen a few minutes ago never, ever, happened.  Okay?" She
sheepishly nodded yes.  Continuing, "We will never forget it, but we will
tell no one.  Right?" Her face brightened and again nodded yes.  "I have
given you two things today.  First a give you women properly schooled in
the art of love making.  She has received the highest grade this teacher
can give.  Second I gave you my sperm." At that comment, her face turned
red from embarrassment.  "Now I also want something from you to remember
this day." I delayed for effect, "Your panties!"

   And I held out my hand and waited.  She looked me in the eyes and slowly
shook her head no.  In response to her negative answer, I gave her a stern
stare, and said a little more forcefully and louder, "Your panties!" At
this Wendy elbowed her mother in the ribs and said, "Mom do it!"

   While looking around to see if she was being watched, Amanda reached
under her dress, shimmed out of her underwear, and then handed them to me.
I then held them up to my nose, took a long inhale of the wet sperm stain
on the seat, and then put them into the other pocket of my pants.

   I then turned to Wendy and gave her a very passionate kiss which she
enthusiastically returned.  We both started grounding our crotches into
each other and we both played grab ass with each other.  I broke the kiss
before Wendy and I got too worked up and fucked each other right here in
the parking lot.

   I turned my attention to Amanda.  Being very gentle so not to spook her
any further, I took her hands, looked her straight in the eyes, and gave
her a kiss to remember.  After the initial shock wore off, Amanda returned
the kiss.  I then pressed forward, cupped her ass cheeks, and did a slow
grind of my crotch into hers.  I then turned around, got in my van and
left.

   As I was leaving, I glanced in the van mirror to see both women standing
in the parking with their mouths open and tongues hanging out.

   --- Another Call

   About two years later I received a call from Amanda.

   "Hello, Al."

   "Hello, Amanda."

   "Do you have a minute to talk?"

   "Sure," I said and closed the door to my office.

   "I wanted to tell you Wendy is getting married in July.  She wants you
as a groomsman at the wedding."

   "I will be honored.  Do I know the groom?"

   "I don't believe so.  She is marrying James Woodward, do you know him?"

   "No, does he treat Wendy well?"

   "Wendy tells me he will need more training in the bedroom department. 
She says he is a little selfish and predictable in bed.  But she says he is
definitely trainable.  She says her sex teacher taught her very well."

   "I think I'm being flattered for something else."

   "Well there is something else, after Wendy's Double D, my sisters and I
agreed to change one of the rules for the Double D.  It seems that somehow
Wendy's Double D diary got read by my sisters."

   "What diary?" I asked.

   "Well, one of The Double D rules required that Wendy write up a journal
of what occurred during her Double D.  This journal or diary was only for
Wendy to read later, but it seems somehow my sisters got their hands on
it."

   "Okay, so want happened?"

   "Well they didn't believe the events in the diary until Wendy showed
them the jewelry.  The inscription on the ring really clinched it."

   "Okay, so what rule was changed?"

   "Well the Double D had a rule that stated no man could be selected for
another Double D."

   I paused a few seconds for the rule change to sink in.  Then I figured
it out.

   "So someone else wants me for their Double D?"

   "Smart man.  Well, Wendy's sister Sarah has her 18th birthday coming up.
She would like you to be her teacher."

   "Okay, again I will be honored for the privilege to be part of Sarah's
`Débutante Depucelate'."

   "Oh something else you need to know.  I and my two sisters have three
girls celebrating their 18th birthdays this year.  Sarah as you know will
be having hers.  She has two cousins, Jill turns 18 on August 4, and Penny
on December 28.  Both cousins would like you to be their teacher also.  But
you are not to answer until after Wendy's wedding.  All of my sisters and
nieces will be at the wedding, and everyone will meet each other.  We will
come to an agreement after that."

   "So Amanda, I hesitate to ask, does anyone other then Wendy know about
what happened between you and me?"

   "Well I did promise you not to, but when my sister's didn't believe
Wendy's diary, I told them what happened that day in the van.  That might
be a factor in the rule change."

   "So is Sarah as beautiful as Wendy?"

   "Two years ago Sarah was shorter and huskier than most girls her age. 
But she too has seen Wendy's Double D diary.  She started working on her
appearance after that, by exercising and dressing sharper.  She now looks a
lot like Wendy, but people keep commenting that she is prettier then Wendy
was at that age."

   I responded back, "Okay, so when do I meet Sarah?"

   "With the upcoming wedding we are a little busy.  So let's talk at the
wedding and get it arranged."

   "Okay see you and Sarah then."

   I hung up the phone and locked the door to my office.  I unlocked and
opened a drawer in the office desk, took out two sets of cum stained
panties, and smelled the stains.
   - End