"Christ, what a guy you are, Cal," Myrna said with a deep sigh of satisfaction. "My cunt is so well sucked and fucked it will be nice and raw for days. I never knew anybody like you."
"I'm glad you liked it, Myrna. You have a body just meant for sex and you know how to use it. You keep making my old cock come up for more and more."
"Your cock ain't old, Cal. None of you is. Do you think I could make it get up again?"
"Well, you could give it a try," he told her with a grin. "Curl around like you did last time and suck on it while I play with that nice big ass of yours."
"Want to spank me some more? That usually gets you hard in a hurry."
"Not this time, honey. I'm in no hurry. Just suck on it while I play with your ass. I'll finger your hole a bit and see how much I can make you squirm. That's it, baby," he said as she took his spent member in her mouth. "Nice and gently. That's the way to suck on old tricky dickie."
While the naked woman sucked on him and Cal played with her big buttocks, he allowed his mind to drift freely. When he wasn't romping with Myrna, the woman he had hired to keep his country cottage clean, Cal was usually occupied with his work, with trying to keep up with the assignments that kept pouring in.
Regarded as one of the world's top illustrators, Cal's reputation kept agents and publishers pounding on his door. He already had more money than he could ever need and the only reason he worked at all was that it was in his blood, he tried to lessen his work load, turned down many offers, but each time someone offered a commission he liked, he took it, adding to his wealth and to his reputation.
He was also hooked on sex. At the age of forty-two, he had lain more women in more positions than he could possibly recall, but he was always ready for another experience. Many of his women had been young and beautiful, others had been older, a lot older. He had tried all the games and had enjoyed every one. If there was one area into which he hadn't made real inroads, it was with young girls. He had taken a sweet young blonde of sixteen to bed and kept her there for a weekend and it had been good, but he wanted something younger, someone young and nervous and virginal.
Despite his varied sexual activity, he had encountered a dearth of virgins and more and more of late, that was what he wanted. More and more often, he fantasized about a girl with a tender young body, budding breasts and with a hymen intact.
Sometimes in his fantasies, the girl's mother was on the scene, helping him seduce her own daughter. Those were his most exciting fantasies and if he happened to be alone when he savored one of them, it invariably ended with his penis throbbing in erection and spurting strongly.
It was quite by accident that Myrna came into his life just at that point. Tiring of city life, he had retreated to his country cottage. The woman who had previously worked for him had left the village and someone suggested Myrna.
At thirty-eight, Myrna laid no claim to beauty. She had a husky, peasant body, big busted and wide hipped. She had a look of efficiency about her and in the first few days, she'd done her work very well indeed.
The fourth day, she came to work wearing pants. They were tight and her behind really made the fabric stretch. The sight got to Cal, a confirmed ass man, at once. A few minutes later, he patted one of the big cheeks and she smiled in response. He returned his hand to the seat of her pants and squeezed a cheek that felt surprisingly firm.
When Myrna smiled at that too, Cal pushed his chair back a little, reached for the side of her pants and unzipped it. She acted eager as he took her pants and panties down, then he gave a gasp of delight as he admired the big, beautifully rounded, silken smooth behind.
While he played with it, Myrna removed her blouse and bra, showing him big breasts that were not as firm as they once had been, but were still good enough. When he got up and took her to his bedroom, his fly was open and Myrna loved what stuck up so strongly, swaying as they walked, he with a hand on one big buttock.
In bed, they began a lusty romp. He found her clean and fresh smelling, so after he had sucked on her big breasts for a while, he parted her thighs, buried his face in the warmth of her crotch and went on to lick and suck until she climaxed. Later, panting, her eyes still wide with delight, she told him it was the first time anyone had done that to her. That being the case, he did it three more times and her vagina felt nicely raw when he finally inserted his stiff penis and they rocked on the bed together until she drained him.
Later, while Myrna kept telling him what a great lover he was, Cal decided that her magnificent behind deserved the best possible treatment, as he saw it. She made no protest when he took her over his lap and then he was scolding her as though she were a naughty little girl as he spanked her.
Myrna cried and squirmed and kicked, but when he asked if he was hurting her too much, she turned her face up and grinned as she told him that if it made him happy, he should keep going. He accepted that and went on spanking until both big cheeks were blazing red and his penis was stiff and throbbing.
He guided her into position on her hands and knees and his big penis slipped easily into her wet vagina. He enjoyed riding her rosy red behind for a long time before he pulled it tightly against him and held it there as he drained himself again. Cal was always considerate to women, so after that, he fingered her slit until she climaxed.
In that one session, Myrna learned to love being spanked. They played variations of the game often after that and he was always wild with excitement as he spanked the big buttocks and she cried and squirmed like a little girl.
One day, she handed him his belt, doubled, then bent over the back of a chair. His penis throbbing, he gave her a long, hard strapping and when he thought she had taken more than was reasonable, he dropped the belt, but she surprised him then as she stood rubbing her abused behind, crying and begging him to give her some more. He did, then after another dozen strokes, he dropped the belt, pressed against her big, red-streaked ass and, fitting his penis into the warmth of her vagina, he began a long, lovely ride which provided orgasms for both of them.
Another time, she presented him with a maple switch. The idea appealed to him and for a long time, he chased her around the cottage, striping her behind and thighs with the switch as she obviously loved it as much as he did.
"Good girl, Myrna," Cal said, patting a buttock firmly as the moist sucking caused his penis to begin rising. "You suck cock like a dream. Get me nice and hard and then I'll find an interesting hole to stick it in. Mmmmmm, I love the way you caress my balls when you're sucking me. Keep it up, dear."
As the woman began to suck more greedily, Cal returned to his thoughts. A cleaning woman who was a good lay, who sucked like a dream and loved to have her big behind warmed was a jewel of the first order, as Cal saw it, but then had come the word about her daughter.
The girl, Dinah, was fourteen and a virgin. Myrna had told him that Dinah was a bit on the plump side and like her mother, had a plump, well-rounded behind. A little probing had disclosed the fact that Myrna spanked her daughter when she felt the girl deserved it.
When she showed him a picture of her daughter in a bathing suit, Cal decided that Dinah was the young virgin who was going to make his dreams come true. It was just a matter of finding the right approach to convince Myrna that she should turn her young daughter over to him for seduction and appropriate follow through of training in various sexual areas.
Cal was sure he had the right plan worked out, but then there were other things to do as Myrna's mouth had brought his penis all the way to full erection.
"Christ, what a beautiful cock," Myrna said, panting hotly as she stroked it with her right hand. "It's so long, so hard. I'll go crazy if you ever take this lovely long prick away from me, Cal."
Her words excited him since they fitted his plan perfectly.
"Let's not talk about such things, Myrna. Right now, I'm all set to give this hard cock to you. Where would you like it? Cunt, asshole or mouth?"
"I wish you had three cocks, Cal, one for each of my holes to take. How about making my ass nice and hot, then giving me a nice ass fucking? I haven't taken it up my asshole in more than a week now."
"Come to Daddy, little girl," he told her as he went to sit on an armless chair near the bed. "Turn up your nice bare ass so Daddy can smack roses into those big cheeks."
Myrna had learned to play the game well and, despite the size of her breasts and buttocks as she walked to him, her head bowed, she looked very little girlish, then she added to that as she spoke, her tone childish.
"Please, Daddy, don't spank me on my little bare bummy. It will sting my bummy and make me cry."
His tone stern, Cal played the daddy role as he took her on his lap and while he played with her nicely upturned bottom, he scolded her and warned her of the sound spanking she was going to get. She sobbed and pleaded, then he was spanking her, his big hand producing loud, clear sounds with each sharp contact with a plump, firm cheek which joggled just a little under his hand.
White skin turned to pink and Myrna cried impressively as she squirmed and wriggled across his thighs, her naked skin in exciting contact with the head of his penis. And then she was crying more loudly as the color turned from pink to red, fiery red with covered the entire expanse of her behind.
Cal had spanked many naked bottoms over the years and the act always aroused him wildly, but no partner had ever been as exciting as Myrna. Her buttocks were so big and firm, she was able to enjoy prolonged spankings and strappings, yet when she cried and squirmed through her spanking, she was all girl, not woman.
The sounds of spanking and crying rang through the room until the red rounds of her bottom were well flecked with purple flecks. That and the strong throbbing of his penis told Cal it was time to stop spanking and move on to other things.
There had been times when Cal had spanked too long, with the result that the tummy of his victim had been splattered with the semen he had been saving to deposit elsewhere and he was not about to let that happen this time. Her anus was tight, nicely tight and her red behind would be glorious to ride through the long, lovely buggering he had planned for her.
When Myrna got off his lap, she stood with both hands on her red, tingling buttocks, rubbing hotly, her big breasts swaying in time to the motion of her rubbing. His eyes shining with passion, Cal played with his stiff penis as he watched, then he told her to get into position and she dropped to her hands and knees on the thick carpet, her red behind swaying enticingly, her full breasts dangling and swaying pendulously as she trembled in anticipation.
He heard her muffled moan as he brought the head of his stiff bone into the warm crack between the red cheeks and teased her by rubbing it there.
"Keep still, you bad girl," he scolded as he played with her, "or I'll get my strap and give your bare ass a good strapping. I want you to feel the tingling of your ass while you wait for this cock to slip up your tight little asshole. Wait for it. My cock is big and hard now. I'm going to stretch your little pink hole. Wait for it...wait for it...I'll ass fuck you when I'm ready, you naughty, red assed little girl," he told her and Myrna felt wild, erotic anticipation as the velvet pressed against her tight ring.
She heard him grunt, felt the big thing pushing, then a low, quavering cry broke from her as the head pushed inside her. Both his hands held her hips firmly, savoring the warmth as he let the big head rest just inside the tight aperture.
"Oh Cal, your beautiful cock is so big. It feels so good up my asshole. Shove it all the way home. Fuck me ass, Cal. Oh it feels so good...I'm so horny...Fuck my asshole...Bugger my ass...Oh Jesus, Cal...I'm so horny...My ass is hot and tingly...Give my red hot ass a sweet buggering with your beautiful big prick."
"You'll get it, baby," Cal told her as he fondled plump, hot buttocks with both hands. "I love making you wait for it while I keep the head of my cock just inside your asshole and tease us both. I'll work it up your ass slow and easy. Here we go, baby, take another inch of cock up your asshole. Here it...uh...comes," he panted, then jabbed and she grunted when the swollen head expanded the tight passage.
Pausing, Cal looked down at the lovely big behind and as he made his penis throb, she moaned with desire. Even then as he fed penis up her rectum, Cal was thinking of her daughter, anticipating the joy of seducing a fourteen-year-old, showing her the many and varied joys of pure sex while her mother was watching, participating in the seduction of her own daughter.
"Oh yes, Cal, yes . . . " she panted. "My ass is so tingly, so hot...Feed it to me...Oh Christ, what a cock...Fuck my ass hard...Shoot your cream right up my asshole...Bugger my ass."
And then Cal was no longer able to tease. With his warm hands holding her hips, he fed penis into her rectum until it was in to the hilt and her hot buttocks burned his tummy with erotic heat as he pressed against the tingling rounds while a stiff penis throbbed inside her and she cried for a buggering.
Cal gave her what she wanted, fed it to her in long slow strokes, stretching her, making her feel wide open as the big penis worked in and out and his tummy spanked her behind in a way she really loved.
"Oh Cal...it's good...so good up my ass...Don't ever leave me."
"Just relax, baby," he told her as he stroked. "Take it easy. Take your ass fucking...Christ your beautiful ass is hot. Take it up the ass hole, baby...take it...take it...take cock like this up your asshole...Yes...yes...yes...What a fuck...What an ass...Here, baby here
He rode her red behind for a long time and then felt the warm cheeks pressing back to meet him, then it was time to blast off in the tightness of her rectum. He gave her a few fast strokes, then pulled her behind tightly against him, held it there and his semen spurted strongly while they both panted and gasped in shared lust.
After he had rested, Cal reached under her, worked a finger a little inside her slit until he found her clitoris and then he was fingering it, moistening it with the rich supply of juice he found in her vagina while her tingling behind pressed back against him.
"I'm...I'm coming," she cried out, he fingered her clit hotly and then she was grunting and panting, her behind rubbing back and warming his tummy as she climaxed strongly, her whole body jerking in ecstasy.
Later, they went to the bathroom and she lovingly washed what had so strongly stretched her anus. When she finished, she sucked and licked it to make sure it was clean. While she did, Cal loved her gentle ministrations, but thought ahead to when he would enjoy having both mother and daughter to serve his sexual desires in any and every way he chose.
Just as she was getting ready to leave, Cal told her that the pressure of his work was becoming too much and that soon, he was going to have to return to the city. He saw her eyes and sensed that he had timed it just right. She would have the whole night to think about it, to dread the thought of his leaving. He told her he didn't want to go, but that soon he would have to. Myrna was close to tears when she left and that assured Cal that if he played it right, she would soon deliver her virgin daughter into his hands to be deflowered and trained.
When Myrna arrived for work in the morning, she looked like a woman who had slept little and cried a lot. He felt sorry for her, but warned himself against allowing sympathy to destroy an exciting reward that had been so nicely set up.
There were times through the day when he hated himself, but he stuck to his resolve and refused to discuss his plans, giving her no reason to hope for a reprieve. Before she left, Cal took her to the bedroom, stripped her and, after much playing, sat on the chair and took her over his lap for a spanking. While Myrna was still sobbing from the spanking, he went down on her and let his tongue drive her wild as it licked her clitoris until orgasm swept over her.
After that, he played with and kissed her buttocks, then he made her shriek with joy as he licked the crack of her red, warm behind and then tongued her little pink anal ring. After he had kept her shrieking for a while, he turned her over and found her warm, moist slit with his mouth for another lapping. Only after all that, did he fit his penis into her vagina and give her what she had to have, a nice slow ride with his strong penis throbbing in the churning depths of her. When she climaxed again, she made him groan as she wrapped strong legs tightly around him and while they and her arms squeezed him tightly, he pumped his charge into the hot, sucking depths of her.
Cal played the game with her for three more days and then he told himself it was time to make his play. On the verge of salty tears, she had been telling him how she would do anything to make him stay. He had allowed her to believe that there was no chance of changing his mind, then he dropped the word about Dinah and he saw what he thought was horror in the woman's eyes.
When Myrna returned the next day, he waited until she talked about her daughter. Encouraged, he showed little interest but he saw how desperately she wanted to keep him. He made her wait and it was late in the day before he allowed her to discuss it. When they did, he pointed out to her that it was only a matter of time before some country boy got into her daughter's panties. He told her how much better it would be for Dinah to have her first taste of sex with a mature, gentle, considerate man, one who would make it good for her and who would not get her pregnant.
"It doesn't mean I'm tired of you, dear," he assured her and saw her eyes light up. "No girl could ever satisfy me. You have so much, baby. You'll still be number one, but it's just that an innocent little girl of fourteen appeals to me. You can be here, you can help me seduce her. It will be really thrilling. Try to imagine how exciting it will be. We'll let her watch us going at it, fucking and sucking and spanking and everything. We'll make her so excited, so horny, then I'll play with her and suck those tender young tits, play with her firm little ass, suck her cunt, the works. When she's ready, you'll guide my cock into her cunt and help her to enjoy her very first fucking. Think of it, dear, think of what a thrill it will be for us and what a treat for an innocent girl to learn about sex from experts."
The timing was just perfect when Cal's phone rang and as he went to answer it, he knew Myrna had plenty to think about. She looked preoccupied and more than a little nervous the rest of an agonizingly long day and then, when Cal returned from a walk, he saw in her eyes that he had won, that she would give him what he wanted, her own virginal daughter.
When they discussed the deal, Cal assured Myrna that he was going to change his plans and would spend most of the next three or four years at the cottage and that he would take care of both mother and daughter, that he would keep both bottoms hot and red and that Myrna's vagina would never feel the pangs of hunger, no matter what.
Before she left the cottage that afternoon, Myrna had shown him that far from being horrified at the prospect, she too liked the idea, had accepted it totally and agreed that it was a great idea, good for her daughter as well as for her. While Myrna sat on his lap, her skirt up and panties down, he fingered her clit, gave her a beautiful orgasm, then took his penis out and let her suck on it until she accepted a rich, warm drink of semen.
When Myrna arrived at the cottage the next day, Dinah stood beside her, looking excitingly nervous, causing Cal's penis to stiffen with excitement. She was a moderately pretty girl, he thought, not beautiful by any means, but plump and pretty. He hungered to strip the girl naked and play with her body, touch the firm young breasts, tweak her nipples, fondle her buttocks and explore her virginal crotch, but he warned himself to relax and play it slow and easy.
Myrna prepared lunch and the girl gradually relaxed. She had seen Cal patting her mother's behind, had gulped as he put both hands on the woman's breasts, but she had been excited as well as surprised and Cal sensed that it would be easy to make the girl a lot more excited.
After lunch, as Myrna reached across the table, Cal moved quickly and held her around the waist with one arm, holding on firmly, keeping her bent, then he slowly raised the skirt over her back while her daughter stared in amazement at the woman's big behind, only partially covered by the sheer nylon panties.
"How does your pretty ass feel today, Myrna?" he asked as he fondled it and winked at Dinah.
"It's kind of cool," Myrna told him and smiled as she let her upper body rest on the table. "I don't know what's wrong. My ass keeps getting cool."
"Oh well, I guess I'll just have to warm it up for you in the good old fashioned way. Would you like that, Myrna?"
"Ooohhh, yes. A nice ass smacking would make me nice and warm all over. Should I send Dinah outside while you spank me?"
"No, Dinah's a big girl now. She's old enough to learn about things like spankings and sex. After your plump butt is nice and hot, your cunt should be hot too and I'll shove a nice stiff prick up it to really warm you up all over. I wonder if your pretty daughter has ever watched a fucking?"
"Have you, Dinah?" her mother asked. "Did you ever do that? I mean watch a man and woman having a fuck?"
"Oh no, never," the girl gasped, her face flushing and Cal guessed that she was already getting very excited about the way things were going.
"Then you're in for a treat, dear," Cal told the girl, smiling as he unbuttoned his shirt. "Spanking is such warm work though, especially spanking a big ass like hers. I'll just take some clothes off and get comfortable."
When he stopped taking clothes off, all he had left on was a pair of nylon briefs through which the girl saw stiff penis bulging. It looked so big that it gave her a shock.
"Have you ever seen a big, hard prick, Dinah?" the man asked her, smiling as he rubbed the bulge.
"No. It looks so big, so strong."
"It's big and beautiful, dearie," Myrna told the girl. "It's the kind of cock that really fills a cunt and lets me know that I'm really getting fucked. He's the best man who ever fucked me. He really leaves my cunt tingling after he fucks me. Don't be scared, I'm going to love it all when he spanks me and fucks me. If I'm lucky, he may suck my cunt. I really love it when he sucks my cunt and licks my clitty. You're really going to see some kind of a show today."
When Cal released the woman, she straightened up, then smiled as she took her dress off. Under it, she wore black bra and panties. Licking his lips, Cal played with the big cups of the bra, then took her in his arms and while mouths mashed wetly together in a passionate kiss, he played with her behind through her little panties.
As the girl stared, she began to get over the shocked state and felt excitement growing, a new kind of excitement, one that seemed to center between her thighs. She had felt something like it when boys tried to feel her up, but never had she known the kind of excitement she felt then.
While they kissed, Cal unhooked the woman's bra and as they moved apart, he took it off and reached for her heavy, naked breasts with both hands. While Dinah stared, he gave them a nice fondling which elongated her big nipples. When he began sucking on one of them Dinah emitted a squeal that told how aroused she had become.
"Aren't these big tits beautiful, Dinah?" Cal asked and smiled at the girl as he played with them. "I love to suck them and play with them. I hope your tits will be big like these one day. Have you ever had your tits sucked?"
"N...no," Dinah stammered.
"Just wait until some man plays with your titties and sucks them. You'll feel it all the way to your little cunt, just like she does. Sex is really something special. Just ask your mother about things like tit sucking, cunt lapping, ass fucking, cunt fucking, cock sucking, spanking. You are a very lucky girl to have a mother like Myrna. Damn, where are my manners. Your poor mother needs a good spanking and here I am talking my silly head off. Come to the chair, my dear," he told Myrna. "I'll take your panties off and then I'll warm up your beautiful big ass and make it rosy red."
Dinah couldn't believe that anyone would want a spanking, yet her mother's eyes were shining and her thighs rubbed hotly together as she followed Cal to the armless chair. When he sat, she stood between his knees and he slowly peeled her panties down, let them fall around her ankles and she stepped out of them, totally naked and obviously more excited than Dinah had ever seen her.
"Have you ever seen anything as beautiful as this big ass?" Cal asked Dinah as he played with the plump white cheeks while Myrna trembled with excitement. "She really loves spankings," he added. "I think you'll enjoy watching her get it. When my hand smacks her ass, she cries a lot, but she loves it. There now, Myrna baby," he said, patting the big behind, "over we go. Turn that lovely big ass up for a nice hot spanking, my dear."
"Ooh, yes, Cal. I really need a spanking today. Make me cry, darling. Make my ass burn like fire and make me cry lots. Let's show Dinah how much fun a spanking can be," Myrna said as she draped her body across Cal's strong thighs, then she sighed and wriggled her behind in obvious anticipation as he winked at the girl and fondled the twin rounds he was about to spank.
And then he was spanking, his right hand slapping from cheek to cheek, each spank making a loud sound in the quiet room while the girl stared in disbelief as her mother's big buttocks became pink and then red. Despite the woman's crying and wriggling, it was obvious to Dinah that her mother was loving it and that what the man was doing to her was making her sexually aroused.
"Now Dinah," Cal said as Myrna got up and stood rubbing her soundly spanked behind, "I'll show you how we treat a lovely red ass after a good spanking. Follow us to the bedroom and learn."
Dinah wondered why she wasn't afraid, yet she felt no fear, only excitement which kept mounting as she looked from the plump red behind of her mother to the bulge in Cal's briefs. She went into the bedroom behind the couple, then watched as Cal and her mother embraced and kissed passionately, their bodies rubbing in heat, Cal's hands playing with the freshly spanked nether cheeks of her mother who obviously loved it.
After the kiss, Cal eased the woman onto the bed and as she lay face down, he began fondling and kissing her red behind. It was wildly exciting to the girl who had never thought that women got their bottoms kissed like that and then she saw that the man was using his tongue, licking in the deep crack between the rosy red rounds. She felt a flash of heat in her crotch and felt her thighs rubbing together.
"Do you like watching me kissing and licking hot red bottom?" Cal asked as he looked up, smiling at the excited young virgin.
"Yes. I didn't know. Her ass is so red and sore looking."
"Is your ass sore, Myrna dear?" he asked the woman as one of his hands played with a firm cheek.
"Sore hell. My ass feels so good. I'm so tingly. There isn't anything that makes me feel as horny as a nice spanking. You know it, you horny lover man."
"I know something that will make you feel better, Myrna," he told her and grinned again. "Turn over and let me see your tasty cunt. Open up and give us a sexy show of nice hot cunt. You know just what I'm going to do to it, don't you?" he asked and licked his lips.
Dinah gave a little gasp as her mother turned over on the bed, then raised her legs back over her body. Her crotch went wide open and there, framed by flaming red cheeks, was a soft, pink vulva.
"Isn't that a beautiful cunt, Dinah?" Cal asked and Dinah blinked as she stared at what her mother showed so boldly.
"I...I never saw it before," Dinah stammered as she saw a motion in Cal's briefs, the motion of a throbbing penis, a big, strong looking thing to the excited girl.
"Come closer dear and watch how I suck and lick her cunt. I love to eat cunt when it's hot and juicy. She loves it too, you'll see. Listen to her shriek when I lap her cunt and make her have a big come. You'll love it too when I suck your cunt, you sweet little virgin. Think about that while you watch us."
Licking his lips, Cal lowered himself onto the bed and he put his mouth lightly on Myrna's vulva. At first he kissed it, then he began sucking and Dinah moved closer so that she could hear the exciting slurping sounds of the man sucking. It made Dinah weak with passion as she thought of what he had said and she wondered if he would really suck her that way and what she would feel like when he did.
Moving even closer, she heard her mother moan in ecstasy, saw the big, naked body trembling and jerking, then she looked more closely and saw that instead of sucking, Cal was licking, the tip of his tongue working inside the top of the pink slit.
Dinah knew enough about her own body to know that the man was licking her mother's clitoris. Dinah knew what fingering, something she did quite often, could do there. She could only guess how thrilling it must be to have a man licking that sexy little bud with his tongue.
And then her mother was climaxing, filling the room, even the whole house, Dinah thought, with the sound of her cries of joy. As she listened and stared, it was all Dinah could do to keep from sending a hand to her crotch to rub at the heat that kept building there.
"Now that was a real cunt lapping, Dinah," Cal said. "Do you think "you'd like having your pretty little cunt lapped the way I lapped your mother's?"
"I...I...don't know...I . . . " Dinah stammered in confusion.
"I know what you mean, honey," Cal told her. "Watch what happens now. I'm going to take my big, hard cock out and give your sexy mother a nice fucking up her hot, slippery cunt. It will really be something to watch. I'll fill her cunt so full of my juice that it will trickle down into the crack of a well spanked ass. Here's my cock, dear, take a good look. How she is going to love it when I feed this up her horny cunt for the fuck she really wants. Isn't that true, Myrna, baby?" he asked as he pushed his briefs down and Dinah gasped as she stared at a penis so big and strong looking that she trembled with lust.
"Oh yes, lover. Give it to me," the woman panted as she rubbed a hand in the wet heat of her wide open crotch. "Shove that beautiful cock all the way up my cunt and fuck me all the way to heaven. Oh Christ, how I want you to fuck me right now."
"You see how big and strong my prick is, Dinah?" Cal said, waving it at the trembling girl. "When I pull it out of her I can tell you it will be small and soft and soggy. Here, dear, feel it while it's big and hard. Don't be afraid. Feel it so you'll know what a big, strong cock is really like and then it will be time to watch me fucking your mother."
Dinah looked afraid as she reached for the penis and took it gingerly in her right hand. He felt the hand squeeze, then it moved up to feel the velvety looking head. Cal saw that it was further arousing the girl and knew he would soon have her.
Following Cal's instructions, Dinah crouched and saw just what it looked like when a naked man moved into the crotch she saw opening wider. His penis looked too big for her mother to take into her slit, yet Dinah sensed it was going to happen in some way she couldn't understand.
She caught her breath as she saw his hand guide the massive member toward the pink target, she saw the head rubbing over the wet, soft looking lips, then she gasped as he pushed it in. Her mother gave a little grunt and then Dinah saw that the huge head was already inside and that her mother's slit had been changed to a big circle which wrapped around the invading weapon. After that, Cal panted as he worked the full length of his penis into the slit so that all the girl could see was the big sac which dangled as it slapped against her mother's red behind.
And then Cal was working it in and out, the long, hard shaft shining wetly with her mother's juice. She heard them panting as the ride went on and Dinah knew she would have to find out how it felt to have a man's big thing inside her little vagina like that. It was obvious from the sounds her mother made that she loved the rough looking invasion of her body. She too, she sensed, would love it when it happened to her.
Dinah heard her mother cry out again, saw her wrap her big legs tightly around the man, then Cal was panting and grunting, his body jerking and twitching and she guessed that they were both climaxing. Seconds later, that was confirmed as she saw the whitish liquid oozing out of her mother's organ to run down into the crack of her behind as Cal had told her would happen.
When the couple sat up, their bodies shining with sweat, Dinah saw that they both looked so happy. As for her, passion still gripped her and she felt sweat trickling under her clothes.
Cal got up, his spent tool looking wet and soft and helpless, and he hurried from the room.
"How did you like our sexy show?" Myrna asked her daughter with a beaming smile.
"Oh Mom, I couldn't believe it. It was so exciting. That cock is so big, didn't it hurt your...you know?"
"My cunt? No way, dear. It all felt beautiful, the spanking, the cunt lapping, the fucking. He's the best in the world. Are you anxious to find out for yourself, baby?"
"I...I don't know. I guess I am, but I'm scared too. Is he going to do all those things to me, Mom?"
"Yes, but don't worry. He won't do them until you're all ready to have it happen. After he opens up your little cunt," the woman added, "you'll be a woman, I mean really a woman, all the way and you'll love it, you'll never be able to get enough of it."
Cal returned with a pair of drinks and gave Dinah a sip of his. It tasted strong and gagged her, but after it went down her throat, it made her feel warmer and even sexier.
Cal and Myrna talked about sex to the girl, telling her how exciting it was, how good it felt, then he had the girl come closer to the bed as he sat on the edge. She tensed a little when she felt his hand moving up the back of her left leg, up her thigh, then it was fondling her plump bottom and she was trembling with excitement and apprehension, but that didn't seem to bother the man as he explored under her dress until a hand pushed between her firm young thighs to rub her vulva through her tight fitting nylon panties. She wondered if the man was going to strip her naked, but instead, he took away his hand, smiled, then felt her breasts through her blouse, his hands squeezing her young breasts gently, making her feel a bit more excited, making her knees just a little bit weaker.
"You're going to love it, when your turn comes, Dinah," Cal told the girl. "I'm a very good lover and you'll think you are in heaven. Ask your mother some more about it when you get home. She'll tell you plenty about it, but you won't really understand until you feel my tongue and then my hard prick up your hot cunt. You and your mother and I are going to have lots of fun from now on, baby, you'll see. You'll love my big cock as much as Myrna does, in all your holes."
Dinah was surprised and a little disappointed when he told them he had work to do and that they should go home. As Dinah watched her mother getting dressed, she wondered how long she would have to wait to find out how it was all going to feel.
Just before they left, Cal had mother and daughter turn their backs to him and raised their skirts high. As he stared at the firm thighs and panty clad bottoms, he took his penis in hand and licked his lips in fevered anticipation.
That night, while Myrna and her daughter were talking about sex, Cal had his penis in his hand again. This time it was stiff again and as he anticipated the seduction of the tender young virgin, he played with himself until he fired an excitingly strong charge. Only after that was he able to get to sleep.
By arrangement, Myrna returned to Cal's cottage alone the next morning. She hurried through her work, then she and Cal talked about her daughter and how she was to lose her virginity that day. If Myrna felt any regrets, she didn't show them and then she went back to her house to get the girl.
When they returned to the house, Cal had just stepped out of the shower. He finished toweling and put on a robe before he admitted them. When he took Myrna into his arms for a kiss of fierce passion, she felt the hardness of his penis and that sent a series of shivers through her. Releasing her, Cal gave the girl a warm smile, held his arms out and she went to him.
His arms felt strong, yet gentle as he held her and their mouths came together. She felt the hard member against her as they shared a wet, open mouthed kiss and then she felt a hand, big and firm, rubbing down her back until it was fondling firm buttocks through her dress. She wondered if he was going to give her a spanking and hoped he wouldn't. Her mother spanked her more than often enough and there was nothing pleasant about it. Still, she told herself, if that was what he wanted, she would submit and hope it didn't hurt too much. After that, he would do other things to her, exciting things with his mouth and with his big penis, she consoled herself, and then, as her mother had told her, she would be a woman, a real woman at the age of fourteen. The thought caused her to tremble some more. Cal felt that and his two hands squeezed her chubby buttocks.
"Just relax and trust me, darling," Cal whispered to Dinah. "I'm a very gentle lover and I'll be especially careful that you don't get hurt."
"I'm...not afraid," Dinah told him, lying just a little and trembling in his arms. "Mom told me lots about you and what sex is like. Are you going to spank me on the bare ass?"
"Not today, dear. I want very much to spank your beautiful ass, but we'll save that for another day. You'll learn to enjoy that too. Your mother loves spankings, she begs me to spank her if I don't do it often enough. For today though, I'll treat you very gently. I'll kiss and lick your ass, but I won't spank it."
Releasing the girl, he stepped back and took his robe off.
"Isn't that a beautiful body, a beautiful big hard prick?" Myrna asked her daughter.
"Yes," the girl replied, a little shyly as she stared at a penis so big and strong looking that it both thrilled and frightened her.
"Strip naked, Myrna and prepare to help in the seduction of your beautiful daughter. It's going to be very exciting for all of us."
While Cal and the girl watched, Myrna stripped, then posed, hands on her well fleshed hips, her feet braced wide apart, eyes shining with excitement.
"How about a little ass warming to get us started, darling?" Cal asked Myrna and she beamed as she agreed, her hands going to her buttocks to rub them as though she could already feel a hot, exciting tingling there.
"First though, Dinah," he said, smiling, "let me help you out of your dress. I'm sure you'll look sexy in your bra and panties. You have what it takes to make them bulge in all the right places.
He saw and felt the girl's excitement as he helped her take her dress off, then he ate her up with his eyes, delighting in the way she filled the white bra and panties. While Myrna waited for her spanking, Cal took the girl into another embrace and used his hands gently on her panty covered buttocks while they kissed with shared passion and his penis throbbed against her smooth tummy.
Before he went to the chair to spank Myrna, he had the girl stand with her feet apart and he guided her right hand until she was touching the crotch of her panties.
"Now then, dear," he told her, "if you get horny watching a sexy spanking, you can just go ahead and rub your little cunt as you enjoy yourself. Later, I'll be rubbing your cunt for you, I can assure you, but it won't do any harm to warm it up a little, if you feel like it."
He sat on the chair and Myrna hurriedly lay across his lap, squirming as she positioned herself with her plump behind nicely presented. Winking at the daughter, Cal played with the two big cheeks, fingered the crack between and saw that Dinah was on her way to becoming highly aroused.
"Picture yourself spanking this lovely big ass, darling," he told her. "You will, one day, you know. You'll learn to love spanking as much as we do. For now though, here we go. It's ass painting time and I'm going to paint this one a hot shade of red."
He smiled as he began spanking, his hand slapping hard, stinging the big cheeks as it bounced off them, the sound of each slap loud and clear.
Myrna sobbed and squirmed and her legs kicked, yet Dinah saw that she was loving the spanking. Dinah couldn't understand it, but she sensed that one day it would be her bottom Cal was spanking like that and she would love it as much as her mother obviously did.
Staring and listening, arousal growing steadily, Dinah, her eyes shining, felt something different in her crotch and only when she looked down did she become aware that her hand was rubbing there and that it felt so nice, adding to a heat in her crotch that made her sweat all over and feel so good, so hot and trembling good that she couldn't stand it.
Myrna began crying loudly, but Cal went on spanking the plump cheeks and they turned flaming red. Despite her cries, Myrna kept rubbing on his thighs and penis so that Dinah saw that her mother was loving it and wanting more and more.
When he finally stopped spanking, he called Dinah. She hurried to him and her eyes sparkled as he urged her to feel her mother's bright red behind. Putting both hands on the firm, red rounds, she began rubbing and then fondling. How much she liked playing with her mother's behind surprised her and then she made no attempt to resist, didn't want to resist as Cal drew her down and told her to kiss the well spanked buttocks.
Even as she kissed the heated skin, Dinah went on using her hands to savor the firmness and heat of the red behind. It gave her a bit of a jolt to realize that she was envious of those hot red cheeks, that she wanted Cal to give her a spanking like that. Still, she decided to say nothing and to save her spanking for a future time. There were other acts she was even more eager for.
Getting off Cal's lap, Myrna smiled through her tears, both hands rubbing her tingling buttocks, her big breasts swaying and catching tears which trickled from her face.
"Oh Dinah baby, that was good. Christ, how he makes my ass tingle. The heat goes all the way into my cunt and makes me hot and horny. What a man he is. Look at that beautiful cock, it's so big and hard and strong. Think of it, baby, soon it will fit so nicely in your juicy little cunt. You're so lucky, baby. To think of it, just fourteen and getting fucked by such a lover as that. Oohhh, my cunt tingles just thinking about it."
Getting to his feet, his stiff penis swaying, Cal walked to the couple, patted Myrna on the hot behind, then took Dinah into his arms again, playing with her firm young behind while their mouths mashed together in a wet, passionate kiss and his pecker felt so hard and strong pressing against her naked tummy. When he ended the kiss, he easily unhooked her bra, then he took the garment off, stepped back and licked his lips as he looked at a lovely young pair of breasts.
"What beautiful tits you have, Dinah," he told her and she trembled at the words and the intensity with which he said them. "I want to play with them and suck them. Come on to bed, Dinah. Come to bed and I'll make love to your pretty tits first. Such luscious tits will keep me busy for a long time."
Her knees weak, she went to the bed with him and then both her breasts were being fondled lovingly, nipples came to a hard, exciting aroused state and she squirmed and sighed warmly as he played her breasts like delicate musical instruments. And then his lips were nibbling a nipple and she moaned with passion and her hands balled into fists and pounded on the bed.
Cal opened his mouth wide and filled it with breast. When he began sucking, she moaned loudly, a broken cry of lust which seemed to spur him on. In time, his mouth moved over to thrill her other breast and as he suckled it, she felt a hand lovingly rubbing down over her tummy, over her clinging panties and then it was rubbing in her crotch and she moaned more loudly as that hand did magic things to her vulva, causing her panties to grow hotter and a little moist where they snugged against her organ.
"You like this, don't you, dear?" Cal asked as his hand, so gentle and warm, stroked in her crotch. "I'm going to let you find out how exciting it is to have both your tits sucked at the same time."
Dinah didn't know how he was going to manage that but it didn't matter. No matter what he did it would feel wonderful and that was all that counted. She heard him call Myrna, she joined them on the bed, then Dinah was groaning again as both the man and woman sucked her breasts while Cal's hand kept on rubbing warmly over panties that had become very wet and hot.
"You liked sucking her tits, didn't you?" Cal asked when he and the mother sat up, looking down at the panting girl.
"Yes. I never touched a female before, but it felt good. My God, I loved it Cal. I'm not queer, honest."
"Of course you're not. There's nothing queer about sex," he assured her. "I'm going to teach both of you to make love to each other. You'll both suck tits and lap cunts and while you're doing it, I'll be watching and going out of my skull."
"My God, Cal do you think I could suck her cunt? I mean, hell, I don't know what I mean, I'm so horny I'm going crazy."
"Sucking cunt is beautiful, exciting. You'll see what I mean the first time you fit your mouth to her tender cunt and start sucking and licking. She'll love lapping your cunt too. We're going to do it all, Myrna, every lovely fucking thing."
Cal gently rolled the girl over then, fondled her lovely buttocks through her panties, then he was peeling the nylon down, unveiling the lush white cheeks slowly as he stared at white skin and a deep, smooth, hairless crack between.
"Jesus, what a beautiful ass," he said aloud. "I guess each time you spank it, you get so horny you have to finger your cunt. Do you?"
"Sometimes," Myrna admitted. "Feel how firm those cheeks are. They get so red when I spank her and I get so excited when she cries and kicks and squirms. We'll make her like spanking, won't we, Cal?"
"You bet we will, dear. She'll love it as much as we do. Here now, I'll strip these panties off. Oh Jesus, what a lush young beauty she is, just like her mother. I'm going to fuck myself to death with the two of you around to keep my balls drained."
Cal put a hand on the thick bush of the girl's mons veneris and squeezed it gently, then he helped the girl open her legs wide and he trembled as he stared into her crotch and saw the tender little pink vulva.
"Oh Jesus," he panted. "What a cunt. What a sweet cunt. How I'm going to suck it and lick it and fuck it. That tight little cunt will strangle my prick when I fuck it. I have to start sucking it now. I can't wait. Don't touch my prick or I'll go off," he cautioned Myrna, then he moved his face down into the open, warm crotch of the girl, kissed soft pink lips and then he was sucking as the girl's cries of passion filled the room and her body squirmed as much as his warmly gripping hands would permit.
Myrna was panting loudly as she watched him lapping, her big breasts rose and fell with her labored breathing, then as she looked at her daughter's firm young breasts, she bent and captured one with her warm, moist mouth. While Cal sucked on the girl's vulva, Myrna greedily sucked her daughter's breast.
Two mouths working so ardently on her body was more than Dinah could stand. Passion flared hotly, brought her to what was an unendurable peak and then she cried out in orgasm that was so fierce it rocked her entire being and left her panting and gasping for air.
"Let me, Cal, let me suck her cunt," Myrna panted as she knelt on the bed, her knees wide apart, a finger working fast inside her slit. "Please, Cal, let me suck her cunt the same as you did. I want to. Oh Jesus, I want to suck that lovely little cunt and make her have another great big come."
More than anything, Cal wanted to get his penis into the virginal slit of the girl, but instead, he moved back and saw Myrna hurrying her face into her daughter's wide open crotch.
Although she had never previously gone down on a female, had never even touched a vulva, Myrna sucked and lapped Dinah as though she had done it a thousand times before.
As she moaned into her daughter's warm crotch, Myrna felt the warmth and softness of the virginal organ, tasted juice so sweet and rich that she knew she would return to suck there as often as possible. Sex had taken on a whole new meaning then, one which showed her that a vulva could be as exciting as even the biggest and best penis.
While she sucked, she felt Cal playing with her fiery red behind and fingering her clitoris. Orgasm wouldn't be long and when it came, she knew, it was going to be a beauty, one that, she felt sure, would involve her to the tips of her toes.
Dinah climaxed first, shrieking and jerking madly and her mother went right on sucking, then Cal's finger did the trick, triggering the climax Myrna had been expecting and as she went wild in orgasm, Cal sat back and trembled at the sight of both mother and daughter writhing out of control. It was an experience such as he had never known and he sensed that it was just the beginning of a wonderful new life, one that would elevate him above the world, above mere human status.
His desire under control then, Cal listened while mother, her voice breaking with passion, and daughter, no less aroused, compared notes on how thrilling it had been. Dinah wanted her mouth on her mother's vulva, wanted to suck and lick there the way she had been lapped, but Cal, his right hand holding a big, hard, throbbing penis, told her that would have to wait.
"My cock is too ready for your little cunt, darling," Cal told her as he waved it at her. "I'm going to pluck your cherry now, you tender young angel. It's time now, darling. It's time for you to take a stiff prick. Time for your first fuck. I'll open your sweet cunt gently," he promised her as he knelt between her legs and touched the vulva that had been so well sucked and licked by the man and woman.
"Oh yes, Cal," Dinah told him, her voice small, her naked body trembling with desire to know the feel of the big penis inside her body. "I don't care if it hurts me a lot. I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck me as you fuck my mummy. Take my cherry away with your lovely big prick, Cal. Oh...I can feel it...I feel it...Your great big cock is rubbing right on my cunt. Put it in," she panted. "Put your big cock in my cunt and fuck me."
"Yes, baby, you're going to get my cock now. Just lie still and your mother will steer my cock to you," he told her.
. Hearing the words, Myrna crouched close, took Cal's stiff penis in her right hand and rubbed the head on her daughter's vulva, then she found the slit and pushed the soft, moist lips apart.
"There, baby, there," Myrna panted. "The head, the big velvet head of his cock is right between the lips of your cunt. Wait now, wait for it, baby, he's going to push his prick into you and fuck you. Oh Christ, how that lovely cock will stretch you as he works it up your baby cunt. What a fuck this is going to be."
For a few seconds, Cal savored the feel of his penis between, thrillingly between the virginal lips, then he pushed slowly. The girl gave a broken cry as the big head pushed into her and then it was inside and it felt so big, it stretched her so.
"Oh Mummy, it's in. The head of his great big cock is inside my cunt and it didn't hurt. Oh Mummy, tell him to hurry up. Make him stick all of his cock up my cunt. Oh Mummy, I want my fuck in my cunt. Oh Mummy, his prick is so big and so hard in my cunt."
"Here it comes, Dinah," Cal panted and then he began to drive his penis into her. He wanted to be gentle, but lust had risen to the point where it had taken control of his mind and then his hard, long penis was battering at the barrier it found inside the tight, slippery little slit.
He felt her hymen stretch, then it held. He bunched muscles, strong muscles and then he lunged again and this time Dinah cried, her body jerking as he broke through. With a few more strokes, he buried his penis in the tiny little aperture, paused for a moment, then he was riding the wet, naked body of the softly sobbing girl.
As he expected, his arousal and the tightness of her slit was such a combination that after what seemed like only a minute or so, Cal felt his charge building and knew he wouldn't be able to hold it back. That being the case, he stroked fast, felt his loins go into an erotic explosion, then he ground down hard in the sweaty, hot crotch of the girl and her arms tightened around him as Cal's strong charge shot up into the hot depths of her young body.
"Are you all right, baby?" he asked when he caught his first breath after an ejaculation that had been like death and rebirth.
"Yes, oh yes. Oohhh, it stings. My cunt is burning but it feels good. You fucked me, Cal. You fucked my cunt and now when you fuck me the next time it won't hurt. I'm not a virgin. Oh it feels so good. I'm not a virgin anymore. I can fuck."
Kneeling up, Cal looked from naked daughter to naked mother, saw them both glowing with delight and he felt so good that while he had been totally drained of strength, he felt like superman at least.
He got up to get drinks and returned to the bed to find them embracing, Dinah lying on top of her mother, their breasts warmly mashing together as they kissed passionately. He put the glasses down and gave Dinah a stinging slap on one buttock then the other, but the embrace didn't end and he sensed that Dinah was ready for all the spanking he wanted to give her, was ready for anything he or her mother wanted.
Sitting back with his drink, he watched as Dinah and her sex partner kissed and played for a long time, then they got up, eyes shining, naked bodies gleaming with their mingled sweat.
While the three rested, they talked excitedly of all they had done and were going to do. As they did, Cal realized that what had happened was more than just an erotic dream come true, it was something beyond his wildest, most erotic dreams.
"Ooh, my cunt and my crotch feel so wet and juicy and warm," Dinah said with a sigh. "It feels like he shot a gallon of hot cream up my cunt. I can feel it trickling out, all sticky and warm."
"Mmmmmm, we can't let that just got to waste, dear," Myrna told her daughter as she pushed her down onto the bed. "Relax, baby and I'll suck and lick up all that lovely fuck juice from your crotch. Sucking your cunt was great the first time. Now that it's full of Cal's cream, it will be ever better. Let me see how nicely you can open up your crotch to let my face in."
With a little squeal of delight, Dinah raised her legs as she parted them wide, then Myrna and Cal were staring at juice trickling from the little slit to run down into the crack of a lovely white bottom.
Myrna wasted no time getting her mouth and tongue busy as she licked up the mingled juices which had escaped from a well filled vagina, then she fitted her mouth to the source and she sucked voraciously while Cal busied his hands and mouth with a firm young set of breasts.
The rest of the world was ignored by the three as the orgy resumed. It went on and on and is still doing so today. After five years, Cal still lives with the mother and daughter and he still considers himself the king of the world.
Dinah is a stunningly beautiful young woman and while what she has to offer would be more than enough for most men, she is more than content to share Cal with her mother. Though she now is in her forties, Myrna takes very good care of herself and still is very attractive to Cal.
Beyond that, the three have developed a bond of love, love that goes far beyond the erotic and into the spiritual and they are quite confident that what they have will go on and on and will only get better with the passing of time.
CASE HISTORY TWO
Stan stood beside the bed, naked, his stiff penis in his right hand. He smiled as he stared at the nude form of Rita, his wife, sprawled on the bed in deep, drunken sleep.
There had been a time when the sight of her naked body on the bed, or anywhere, had aroused him in a different way. She had been an exciting sexual partner, had used her luscious body with beautiful abandon.
But that had been some time ago, before she turned to booze as her companion. There had been a difficult period for Stan, a period during which he had gradually adjusted. Perhaps he would not have been able to make the adjustment, but he became aware that his friends sympathized with him, praised his patience, made him something of a martyr for the way he tolerated a wife who constantly got drunk, whether at home, at parties or wherever she happened to be.
He came to enjoy his role then, looking quietly brave, making excuses for Rita, carrying her to the car after each party. Playing the role of the kind, tolerant husband, the gentle martyr provided a different kind of satisfaction. It was so enjoyable that he even stopped running around with other women. As a martyr, after all, he had to be above reproach.
And then he had found a new kind of sexual satisfaction with his drunken wife. It happened by accident one night when he was undressing her for bed, moving her drunken body around the bed as he stripped her, touching breasts and buttocks that were beginning to soften, but were still quite good for a woman of forty-one, one who drank much too much.
By the time he had her stripped, he realized that he had an erection and was highly aroused. He stripped naked, gazed at her as he considered parting her thighs and having sexual intercourse with her, but he rejected that. He had done it a few times when she had been completely out of it and it had been a flop.
But this time, desire had been strong and grew stronger as he played with his stiff penis. Getting on the bed beside her, he played with her breasts with one hand while playing with his penis with the other. After that, he turned her over and found her buttocks enjoyable to play with. Following that, he parted her legs and played in her crotch for a while.
The game became thrilling. She was totally helpless and he was totally in command. The longer he played the game, the more he enjoyed it until, as she lay face down on the bed, he squatted over her and, holding the head of his penis between her buttocks, he masturbated, filling her crack with his semen.
It had been wildly exciting and was no less so as he picked up her discarded panties and wiped his penis clean. After that, Stan got a towel and wiped up most of the semen he had shot into her crack, then turned out the light and slept soundly, his body totally relaxed.
He played the game often after that, every time she got so drunk that she blacked out. Stan enjoyed stripping her nude and arranging her body in various positions, playing with her, talking to her and playing with his penis until he was ready to ejaculate, between her buttocks, over her breasts, on her face, in her crotch, wherever he felt like doing it.
Later, came other variations, such as taking pictures of her with a Polaroid. He would be careful that her face didn't show, then he would carefully drop the pictures in buses, elevators and other places where they would be found.
What had begun by accident became a way of life and gave him a whole new outlook on sex, one that was as thrilling for him as his former, more conventional style had been.
It could have gone on that way indefinitely, except for the fact that Rita developed a sudden concern for the care of her two cats. She insisted that when she and Stan went out for the evening, they hired someone to sit with the cats. Stan avoided laughing, quietly told their friends about Rita's most recent quirk and they found a girl in the neighborhood who was delighted to earn money by cat sitting.
Her name was Jenny, an attractive, quiet girl of fifteen. Jenny was something of a loner, she liked to read serious books, didn't date, and was delighted to be paid for spending all those quiet evenings at Stan and Rita's house.
Each time Stan and Rita returned home, Stan would park his drunken wife on a couch, then take the girl home. They found it easy to talk together. Stan admired her maturity and Jenny was delighted that so sophisticated a man seemed to accept her as a young woman, rather than just a girl. They talked about books, politics, the flaws in the educational system and just about anything they could think of.
In time, they began to talk about Rita and her problem. Jenny, like most who knew Stan, was impressed by his loyalty to his drunken wife and by his seemingly devoted care of her.
Gradually, instead of taking Jenny home as soon as Stan brought his wife home, he began leaving her sprawled on the couch while he and the girl went into the kitchen to drink tea and enjoy a chat.
Before he realized what was happening, Stan discovered that he was hooked on the girl. He liked and admired her as a person, liked her mind and, he could not deny, became fascinated by that firm, young, shapely body. He tried turning off the sexual urge he felt for her, but was forced to realize that it wasn't going to be possible. Stan hoped the girl wasn't aware of his sexual desire for her, but he wasn't sure, so he warned himself to be extra careful with her until he could get his mind in order.
But order refused to come on demand. Each time he stripped his wife for bed and played with her, he pictured young Jenny on the scene with him. In his fantasy, they would undress his wife together, chatting and laughing as they did, posing the drunken woman, laughing at her and sharing their erotic secret. As the fantasy grew stronger, it was Jenny who would position Rita and then would masturbate him and aim his semen over the naked body of the unconscious woman.
More and more, the fantasy strove to become reality and he wondered what he was going to do. It was obvious that the girl liked and admired him, liked the way he made her feel so mature. If he could find the right approach, he sensed, he could seduce the pretty, intelligent girl and together, they could enjoy sex as well as friendship. Because of her youth and her trust, she could permit him to lead her in any direction he chose and that could open whole new worlds of erotic delight to him.
Among other things, Stan was a student of history. While he sought the perfect method of seducing the girl, he recalled how Wellington had carefully surveyed the terrain before luring Napoleon into that fateful battle at Waterloo. It hadn't been so much superior force that had won that battle, it had been the very careful selection of terrain and conditions. If he could take the same care in planning Jenny's seduction, the results could be the same, he told himself. All that remained was to work out the perfect plan and, on the Waterloo of his own choosing, he would win the battle and Jenny would be delivered, naked and quivering, into his arms.
He lured the girl into discussions of marriage and sexuality. She followed eagerly. The things she didn't understand, he took great pains to explain carefully, never shocking the innocent girl, always flattering her, building her ego and her trust in and admiration of him.
Before long, he was able to sound quietly heroic as he told the girl of the exciting sex life he and Rita had enjoyed before she had become a casualty of booze. In time, he was able to describe the sexual foreplay they had enjoyed, the various sexual acts that had been so good. Through it all, he kept his tone academic, never touching the girl, except on the shoulder, the hand, or patting her head lightly. He lusted to get his hands on her breasts, thighs, buttocks, into her crotch, but he played a carefully restrained game and avoided scaring her while he brought her along gently until Jenny knew more about sex than most girls who were older and more sexually experienced.
"Yes, Jenny," he said as he looked through the kitchen door one evening, seeing his wife sprawled on the couch, the hem of her skirt hiked high to show her thighs, "she used to love it when, after we'd played for a long time and had become highly aroused, I'd part her thighs, kiss her, stroke her...are you sure you don't mind my using the real words, Jenny?" he asked, interrupting himself.
"Oh no, please do. You should know I won't be shocked by words."
"Of course," he told her with a warm smile. "Well, when I'd part her thighs and after I had stroked her cunt and made it all warm and juicy, she loved it when I'd press my mouth on it and suck her. God, how she loved having her cunt sucked as she lay squirming and sighing and panting."
"Did you really like doing it?" Jenny asked, her arousal excitingly obvious.
"Doing what, Jenny?" Stan asked with a teasing grin. "You can say the words too, you know."
"Did you really like sucking her cunt?" the girl asked and he heard her voice quavering.
"Oh yes. Any man who truly enjoys making love to a woman loves to suck a cunt. The cunt is soft and warm and tender as you suck it. It feels so great to have your face in the warm, smooth crotch, to feel silken thighs rubbing your cheeks while you fondle her ass and thighs and belly, then get your tongue right inside her slit to lick until she has a lovely big come."
"You make it sound so exciting," Jenny told him, her tone warm, her voice almost a whisper as she looked through the doorway to see Rita's thighs and tried to picture this man sucking in her crotch. "Some people make sex sound dirty, but you make it sound so, I guess beautiful is the word."
"Yes dear, beautiful is the word. That's how it used to be. What a shame she's thrown it all away. Her body is still quite good, you know. Sometimes, when I undress her for bed, I kiss her tits and fondle her ass and thighs, I open her legs and pat her cunt. I'm tempted to suck her cunt, but that just can't work. To suck her cunt when she's so drunk that she doesn't know it's happening, just isn't worth it."
Afraid that he would lose control, not sure that Jenny was totally ready for seduction, Stan looked at his watch and, with a deep sigh, pointed out that it was late and he should get her home so that her parents wouldn't get upset.
"You've become very important to me, Jenny, more important than I can tell you. If your parents stopped you from coming to sit for us, I don't know what I'd do."
"Thanks, Stan," she told him, her voice breaking again as she used the name he had urged her to use. "You're the most wonderful person I've ever met. You're so considerate and yet you must be suffering terribly. After such an active sex life, it must be terrible to have to do without."
"You're very mature, Jenny, mature and understanding. Yes, it is bad, sometimes it's quite terrible, but I manage. Tonight, I feel a strong sexual hunger," he said as they walked slowly to the girl's home, his hand holding hers. "When I'm undressing her for bed, when I see and touch her naked body, the hunger will get to be too much to bear. When that happens, I'll...you're the one and only person I've ever told this to...I'll masturbate."
"I know how it feels when I masturbate, Stan. Is it good when you do it? I mean is it enough for somebody who has done so many sexual things?" she asked, feeling very mature, sharing such confidences with a mature man.
"It isn't great, but it's better than enduring hunger. In a little while, I'll carry her to the bedroom, strip her naked, put her to bed, then I'll look at her and remember the old days. I'll strip naked too and my...cock, will be hard, very hard and demanding. Perhaps I'll fondle her tits, maybe even kiss them, suck them a little, then I'll open her legs, pat her cunt and I may even kiss it, then I'll take my cock in my hand and pull it until I shoot. It won't be great, but it will be good enough," he said with a sigh. "At least, I'll be able to get to sleep."
"You poor man," Jenny said impulsively and he felt a hand squeeze his. "You're so good and so gentle. I wish I was able to help you. I wish I wasn't just a girl, just a kid."
"Thank you, Jenny," he said as he squeezed her hand in response. "You're not just a kid at all. You're a young woman, Jenny, a very sensitive, intelligent young woman and a very warm one as well. I'll tell you another secret. Tonight, when I'm masturbating, I'll be thinking of you."
"Oh Stan," she whispered, her voice breaking. "If only I could know exactly when you're doing it. I'd be thinking of you and I'd join you. I mean, I'd do the same thing with my finger and I'd think of you, try to be with you. Do I sound crazy?"
"Crazy? Far from it, dear. You sound like the most mature, most sensitive woman I've ever known. My God, Jenny, I'm three times your age. You're fifteen and I'm forty-four and yet, I'm in love with you. You're the most wonderful woman I've ever known. God help us, I can't let this happen. I have to make it stop. It isn't fair to you. I'm an old man, Jenny and you have your whole life before you."
"Oh Stan," she gasped as she stopped and pressed against him. I've longed to hear those words. You're not old. You're young, so young and strong and wise. I'll grow up fast, Stan. If you can wait for me, I'll become your woman. I'll make up for all you've missed."
Stan was trembling as he took the girl in his arms and they kissed passionately. He felt her body trembling against him and knew she could feel his stiff penis throbbing against her as he held her tightly.
"Oh God, Jenny, I must get you home before I do something," he told her, "something I have no right to do. "I love you, my darling."
Taking her by the arm, he walked fast and then they reached her house and he almost pushed her away from him. He watched her run to the front door, turn to wave at him and blow him a kiss, then he turned and walked home. On the way, he realized that what had begun as a carefully calculated plan to seduce the girl had gotten out of control and that while he still very much wanted to seduce her, he really was in love with her.
With that realization, everything changed for him. Playing the martyr role had been fun while it lasted, but now he knew, he had to get rid of his wife and start all over with the beautiful young girl of fifteen.
Eventually, he told himself, Rita would drink herself to death, but he couldn't just wait for it to happen. As he saw that, he considered the one alternative. He could do something to get Rita off the scene more quickly. He shuddered at the thought of what that implied. It would be murder and he knew he couldn't bring himself to do that, no matter what. It was more than just the fear of being caught and punished, he knew he couldn't bring himself to commit a violent act, the act of murder. And yet, he had to do something. What was it to be? And then sexual desire became so strong that he had to avoid all other thoughts. First, he had to get home and get rid of the terrible pressure. After that, perhaps his mind would clear and he would be able to think, able to work out some plan to get his drunken wife off the scene and to begin a new life with the beautiful, fifteen-year-old girl.
His penis throbbed strongly as he walked fast, then he was in the house. Rita was still sprawled on the couch, but in her drunken sleep she had moved a little, her dress hem had hiked a little higher so that he could see the crotch of her pantyhose. Despite his hatred for her, his penis throbbed more strongly as he went to her, picked her up and carried her to their bedroom.
His right hand was under her dress, holding a thigh that was still smooth, silken smooth, though not as firm as it had been. His hand squeezed it so hard that if she were awake it would hurt her, then he put her down on the bed and, looking at her, he hurriedly stripped naked.
He was able to smile as he began undressing her. She was really out of it, totally, he saw as he rolled her around the bed, removing her dress, bra, pantyhose and panties and then she lay naked.
"You blew it, Rita," he told her, knowing she couldn't hear as he stood above her, his right hand wrapped around his hard penis. "All you're good for now is something to jerk off on. Soon, I'll get rid of you and start all over, but for now you can lie there while I shoot all over you. It's the only way you make my cock feel good, you drunken slut."
Stan went on talking to her as he slowly masturbated, taking the hand off his penis each time he came close to ejaculating, his desire such that he wanted to make the game last. At one point he wished Jenny could be there to watch, guessing she'd find it sexy, exciting.
When he could hold his charge back no longer, he knelt astride his naked wife, gave his penis a few more slow jerks, then he began shooting, spurting semen over both her breasts. When he finished a strong ejaculation, he moved upward over her and wiped the head of his softening penis on Rita's face. That made him feel better.
They stayed home the following evening. Rita was drunk by eight o'clock, but this time she managed to get herself into bed with the bottle beside her. Stan spent the evening thinking of Jenny and when he finally went to his own bed, he paused to see that Rita was totally out of it again. He decided against jerking off on her and went to bed to think of Jenny some more, to picture her lovely young body, naked and warm and loving in his arms while they made gentle, passionate love.
The following night, there was another party and when he came home with Rita, he had to carry her from the car as Jenny held the door open for him, her look of sympathy warming him as he carried his wife to her room and dropped her roughly onto her bed. Rita's body fell in a heap and she didn't move, didn't make a sound. Her dress had hiked high up her thighs and Stan saw the girl staring.
"Isn't she a mess?" he asked as he looked at his wife with disgust obvious in his eyes.
"Yes. What a waste. She must have had a beautiful figure, but the biggest waste is you. You're such a wonderful man, Stan."
"Thanks, dear. Look, I hurt my arm carrying her out of the car. Would you mind helping me undress her?"
"I wouldn't mind at all," Jenny said and grinned and he saw that she was excited. "Are you going to, you know, shoot it all over her tonight?"
"I hadn't thought of it. Would you like to watch me do it?"
"Oh yes. Oh Stan, it sounds so exciting. Will you really let me watch? Will you take off all your clothes and let me see everything?"
Together, they stripped the drunken woman, Stan turning her while Jenny peeled her pantyhose and panties down her legs, then she lay sprawled in total nudity. The man and girl laughed when Stan posed Rita in various positions, showing everything she had.
"Look at that wasted cunt," he said as he parted her thighs and Jenny giggled.
"I'll bet you used to enjoy sticking your dick in her cunt," Jenny said, enjoying the sound of her words and their shared intimacy.
"Sure I did, once upon a time. She had a lovely body, before she destroyed it with booze."
"It still isn't bad," Jenny observed as she looked at a thigh and hip, then at the tummy that had become big and swollen looking.
"It's too soft now, dear. Feel her tits and her ass," he urged, "feel how soft and flabby they've become. Go on, have a feel, she doesn't know what's going on."
Jenny began to do so, nervously at first, then it was exciting to be feeling the naked body of the woman and she went on doing so while Stan began undressing. When he got out of his pants and pushed his shorts down, the girl gave a squeal of delight. His penis was so big and strong. It stood in strong erection, swaying and twitching as he gave the girl a warm smile.
"Was she able to take all of that inside her pussy?" Jenny asked.
"Sure. She used to take it and love it. When she was a real woman instead of a drunk, she loved fucking."
"I'd love to have watched that. Stan, could you show me what fucking is like? Could you fuck her just a little for me?"
"For you, I'd do anything dear. First though, would you like to feel my cock before I stick it in her cunt and give you a demonstration of fucking?"
With a little squeal of delight, Jenny went to him and her hands were gentle and smooth as she fondled his penis and moved down to heft the big sac below.
"Ooh, Stan, it's all so beautiful. It's the first one I've ever seen. Are all cocks so big and beautiful and hard?"
"Pretty much so, dear. I think mine is a bit bigger than average. I'm glad you're not afraid of it and I love the nice way you handle my prick. Your hands are so gentle, so lovely."
"Your big cock is lovely too," she told him, then dropped to her knees and as she held the stiff shaft, she covered the head of his penis with moist gentle kisses. "Mmmmmm, it feels like velvet," she told him as she looked up into his face to dazzle him with a smile.
"Soon, Jenny, soon," he told her and rubbed her face as she gave the head of his penis some more kisses and it began to throb with desire.
For a moment, he considered leaving his wife alone and taking the girl to his own bedroom, but he decided that was not the way he wanted it. When he took her virginity, Stan told himself, they would be alone and the setting would be just right, perfect.
"What part of her would you like me to shoot my cream on, darling?" he asked the girl. "Her tits or belly or her face or her ass. You just pick a place and I'll do it."
"Mmmmmm, I'm not sure. Let's have another look at her ass. It's so big and round and smooth. Yes," she said as she turned the naked woman over, "shoot it all over her big, bare behind."
Smiling, Stan knelt astride his wife's legs and watched as Jenny felt the smooth buttocks. He began masturbating and knew his ejaculation would be magnificent, Jenny's presence assuring that as she stared in obvious delight, waiting to see his semen shooting from the big penis which he handled so excitingly, the girl thought.
"Get ready, dear," he panted, "I'm almost ready to let go. I'm going to shoot it all over her bare ass...uh...right now."
Jenny stared, her eyes wide, then she heard him grunt, saw his body tense, then he was panting and Jenny was squealing and panting with excitement as spurt after spurt of thick fluid was shooting from the long member and splattering over Rita's white buttocks.
After he had given each cheek a shot of semen, Stan smiled as he fired one spurt into his wife's crack, then he went right on shooting, covering the big rounds with streaks of semen. He went on spurting until his charge was gone and Jenny saw a drop pause, then fall onto Rita's upper left thigh. As he gave his spent penis a squeeze, more drops trickled from it, then he was finished and he sighed warmly as he got up, bent over his wife, winked at Jenny and wiped the head of his penis in Rita's hair.
"Oh Stan," Jenny said, excitedly, "it's so exciting to see the juice shooting out of your big cock like that. I must feel it. I want to know what your cream feels like," she added then and, bending over the naked woman, she began spreading the warm semen over her buttocks, covering them with the sticky fluid as Stan watched, fascinated by the erotic sight.
In that moment, he realized that if he had not blasted off when he did, Jenny would have lost her virginity that evening.
"Oh Stan, this is so exciting, rubbing cream all over this big bare ass."
"Want to work some of it into her crack?" Stan asked, his voice breaking with excitement. "God, what an exciting, lovely woman you are, Jenny. That's it, pull her big ass cheeks apart and fill her crack with my sticky cream."
Thrilled at the way she was impressing the man, Jenny sent a sticky finger slowly up the length of the woman's crack, then she smiled at him, drew the cheeks apart and slowly pushed one finger up Rita's anus.
"Look, Stan, I'm fingering her asshole. What would she do if she woke up and caught me?"
"Who cares what she'd do, darling? You're the only one I care about. Go ahead and use her. Take your panties off Jenny and piss all over her if you like. I'll turn her over and then you can piss all over her face. Would you enjoy that, darling?"
Before the girl could answer, the phone rang and
Stan went to answer it. It was Jenny's mother, concerned that because of an important test Jenny faced the following morning, she needed to get to bed as early as possible. Stan assured the woman her daughter would be home within minutes.
As he walked Jenny home, a little later, they held hands, said little, but both knew that their relationship was going to change, that instead of friends, they would become lovers. The girl knew that their first act of intercourse would involve not only pleasure, but pain as well, yet that didn't frighten Jenny. Having seen Stan's body, his big, strong looking penis, she had to go all the way with him, had to share her body with the kind, sensitive, gentle man, had to know the feel of a long hard tool stroking inside her vagina, stretching and opening her, robbing her of a virginity that she no longer wanted.
And then, right on cue, fate stepped in. Jenny's parents were going to a party the following evening. They would be out very late. If Stan wouldn't mind, they would like to have Jenny spend the night with him and Rita, since there was an extra bedroom. Stan allowed as how he and his wife would be pleased to help in that way.
Next day, Stan came home early in the afternoon. Rita was sipping a drink when he arrived, he greeted her cheerfully and after pouring himself a drink, he refilled her glass. Keeping his drinks weak and making hers progressively stronger, he had her very drunk before six o'clock. While she was still able to function somewhat, he helped her undress, then as she sat naked on the couch, he brought her another drink. Because her hand was shaky, he helped her hold the glass and after she had finished that drink, he poured her another.
When Jenny arrived, a few minutes after seven, Rita was out of it, slumped on the couch. Stan had positioned his wife so that her crotch was wide open and facing the doorway. As he led Jenny into the room, they looked at her and the girl giggled.
Together, they dragged her to the bedroom and dropped her on the bed. Pouring about four ounces of whisky into a glass, Stan, with some help from Jenny, got it down his wife's throat, then he let her fall back onto the bed, confident that she was out for the night and that he was free to seduce Jenny without interruption.
"Are you going to jerk off on her tonight?" Jenny asked and he saw and felt her excitement.
"I hadn't planned on it, dear. I had hoped we could find a better way to use my cock tonight. It's very hard and strong, as it was when you walked into the house."
Jenny didn't look at all afraid and she was eager as he took her in his arms and they shared a passionate kiss, both his hands fondling her bottom as she rubbed warmly against him. Before the kiss ended, Stan knew that he would take the girl's virginity and they would become lovers before the night was over. As he thought of waking in the morning and finding the beautiful girl beside him, naked, he trembled.
"I love you, Jenny," he whispered in her ear. "It's going to be so beautiful. You're not afraid, are you, my dearest darling?"
"No, Stan, not really afraid. You're so good and so kind and I...I love you. I've loved you for a long time. Let's get out of here, I don't want to see her now."
Because Jenny's parents still hadn't left, they decided there was no point in taking risks, so they sat and chatted until, about a half hour later, they heard the car drive out of the driveway as the couple left and Stan and Jenny were free to begin what their bodies were demanding.
"I'm glad it's going to happen in your bedroom, Stan," Jenny told him. "Will you let me sleep in your bed so I'll find you in the morning when I wake up."
"That's exactly what I had in mind, darling," he told her as he held her, warmly, desire sweeping over him in waves. "When my eyes open in the morning and I see your lovely naked body close to me, my cock will get hard instantly and we'll make love again, the way we're going to make love tonight."
"Oh yes, Stan, I want that. Dear, I hate to sound like just a silly little girl, but what if I get pregnant?"
"You won't dear. I bought some condoms today. You see, all day I've been dreaming of tonight. I wanted to be ready for you. I hoped you'd feel the same way I do."
"Oh Stan darling, I do, I do. I haven't been able to think of anything else all day. Are you going to teach me everything, my darling man?"
"I'm going to spend the rest of my life doing that, darling," he told her.
"The rest of your life? You mean . . . ? " Jenny stopped, words failing.
"I mean I love you, my dearest. I know I'm an old man, but that doesn't matter. I love you and I'll be good to you. Three months from now, you'll be sixteen. One way or another, I'll be free of her. If you'll have me, we'll get married and spend the rest of our lives being in love and happy."
"Oh Stan, that's more than I dreamed of. I can't believe it. Stan, about her, you're not going to
"I'm not going to do anything drastic, Jenny. I couldn't bring myself to do anything like kill her."
"I know that, Stan. I couldn't love you if you could. I heard my parents say she's going to drink herself to death. I suppose that could solve our problem, couldn't it? Will it be a long time?"
"No, darling, it shouldn't take long at all. Her liver is almost destroyed now. I am going to help her. I'll make sure she gets all she can drink. She'll be happy, in her own drunken way, and then one day she'll just not wake up. It will be an easy way out for her. Do I shock you by saying that so coldly."
"No. All I want is that it should happen soon. What if she lives like this for years?"
"She won't. I've talked to her doctor. I'm going to take a leave of absence from my job so I can be with her day and night."
"You mean, to take care of her?" Jenny asked, confused and a little hurt, Stan thought.
"Yes dear, to take care of her, to make sure that she doesn't stop drinking. Since she's determined to drink herself to death," he went on with a smile, "I just want to help her reach her goal."
Stan took her in his arms again and they shared another kiss, an excitingly passionate one, and as they did, Jenny trembled when she felt his hands under her dress, feeling up her thighs until he was caressing her panty-covered buttocks, pulling her against that excitingly hard bulge the girl felt against her tummy.
"Would you like me to take my clothes off first?" Stan asked, holding her and whispering into her ear.
"Yes. Oh Stan, I'm so excited and I'm not afraid. It's love that makes me feel so confident, I guess."
"Yes darling, I understand that. I'll strip and then it will be time to undress you. Will you let me take your clothes off and bare your lovely body a little at a time?"
"Oh yes...yes. Oh Stan, it's going to be so exciting. Think of it, darling, you'll strip me bare naked. What will you do then? Are you going to fuck me right away? Ooh, that word is exciting," Jenny said with a little squeal. "Do you mind me using it to talk about making love?"
"I love to hear you say fuck, dearest. You're so sweet, such a beautiful angel. It makes the word more exciting. Tell me what part of me I'll put into what part of you to fuck you. Say it all, darling," he whispered excitedly as his hands clutched firm cheeks and squeezed them lovingly.
"Oh Stan, darling, you're going to stick your big cock, prick, right inside my tight little cunt and you'll fuck me and fire your cream right inside me. You'll have a come inside my little cunt."
"Yes, my darling, yes. My cock is straining for you. I have to get my clothes off fast and then I'll strip you naked, slowly."
She watched, wide eyes as Stan undressed and then he was nude, his penis looking so big and strong as it twitched, the skin drawn well back from the swollen head that looked like velvet and as she stared at it, Jenny hungered to feel it stretching her vagina when he took her virginity away. Unable to restrain herself, she moved to him and then had his penis in her right hand, felt the strength and hardness of it and she gave a little squeal of delight.
While she played with his penis, Stan opened the top of her dress, slid the zipper down and felt the silken skin of her back. Her skin was smooth, her flesh so firm. He felt his penis as it throbbed in the gentle confinement of her hand and feared he wa: going to go off against her tummy if her weren't very careful.
"Oh Stan, why did you take your beautiful prick away? I love the feel of it in my hand."
"So do I, my angel, but it felt so good that I feared it would go off there. When it goes off, I want it to be in you, in your sweet, beautiful little cunt. I'm going to take off a pretty dress now and see the beauty of you in bra and panties. Are you sure you don't mind my being so bold, darling Jenny?"
"I'm very sure, darling. My bra and panties aren't very imagine or sexy though."
"The way you wear them, angel, they'll be very imagine I'm sure and very, very sexy. I'm dying to see and feel and kiss your beautiful body, my darling. I'll do many things to your angel body before we fuck. I'll make you have lots of comes. I'll make your tender young cunt all hot and juicy and tingly before I ease my stiff prick into it for our very first fuck."
"Oh yes, Stan, yes. Anything...Everything...Do it all...Oh Stan, my darling, I'm so excited. Take my dress off now."
He did as she asked and gasped at what he saw. She wore a matching peach-colored bra and panty set and her lush young breasts were bigger than he had expected, causing the cups of the bra to bulge excitingly. Between the cups, the valley of her breasts looked so smooth and inviting that he felt breath catch in his throat, then he took her into another embrace as their mouths met, wetly, passionately and his tongue moved into her mouth to be eagerly accepted and sucked on as his hands found her buttocks again and squeezed flesh too firm to be believed.
Her bra and panties still on, Stan took the girl to bed to embrace her again, this time with her lying atop him. She felt the strength of his body, the firmness of his penis and she put her mouth down on his for another kiss while his hands moved on her bottom, adding to her delight and to his.
As they kissed, Jenny felt him unhooking her bra and moved her body hotly on his, silently urging him on as she sighed and moaned in his open mouth, then the bra was open and she felt an exciting promise of more to come as his hands rubbed her smooth back, all they way down to her panties, then back up to her bare shoulders.
Stan helped her sit up and his eyes sparkled as he removed her bra and she heard his groan of passion at the sight of firm young breasts. They were pure white and conical and they stood out boldly, as firm as carved alabaster, pink nipples ready for his fingers and lips to bring them to sensitive life.
"You're too beautiful to be true, my darling," Stan said.
"Do you really like my titties? Are they big enough? You must have seen so many women's tits."
"They're the most beautiful tits I've ever seen. My mouth is hungering to kiss and suck them. So beautiful," he told her as he reached for them with both hands and fondled them lovingly. "I have to suck these lovely young tits, my darling. Feed one to my mouth, dearest. Hold it from below and bring it to my mouth."
As he licked his lips, he watched a trembling hold her right breast from below, then she sighed as she moved to him and then a hard little nipple was rubbing on his lips.
With a groan deep in his throat, Stan took the nipple between his lips and worked on it as it hardened and elongated. He heard her broken moan of passion as she sucked the nipple, then his warm mouth opened wide and he filled it with silken breast and sucked, causing the girl to groan and tremble with desire. As he sucked, Jenny stopped being a girl and became a woman, nursing her lover, her man, feeding his strong, naked body from her lovely breast as she heard the muffled groans and her hands rubbed in his wet hair.
Stan sucked the breast for a long time before he took it out of his mouth and then they both examined it before Jenny held the other breast out to him, watched him lick his lips again and then she was delivering it to his mouth which opened wide to take what she so eagerly offered.
"Yes my darling lover. Here's my tit. Take it and suck it," she whispered as she pushed the tip of the silken cone into a wet, warm mouth. "Ooohhh, it feels so good. Suck my tit, my darling, my tits are as virginal as my cunt. Oh darling, how you such it. Suck...suck...oh darling, I can feel it right down in my cunt and it feels so good. Oh darling, when you such on my tit, you're my great big man and my beautiful little baby. Oh Stan, do it...do it...suck...suck my tits and make me tingly all over just like you're doing now."
Stan sucked on the luscious offering until she told in an excitingly quavering voice that her nipple felt raw. At once, he released it from his mouth and his hands were so gentle and loving as he fondled both up-thrust breasts while his penis was telling him in its own way of its desire to be buried wetly in the virginal slit he had not yet seen, a tender slit not seen, he thought, or ever touched by any man.
"Oh Stan, you make me feel like a woman, a beautiful one. When are you going to strip me naked and fuck me, my darling?"
"I'm going to strip your little panties off now, dearest," he told her, "but we can't fuck yet. First, I have to suck on your tender young cunt. I have to suck it and lick it and get it all soft and hot and juicy so my big cock can slip in easy, can get in your tiny little cunt without hurting you."
"I don't care if you hurt me, Stan. Just fuck me. Drive your big cock up my cunt and fuck me. I'm dying for it, Stan."
"Me too, my darling and you'll get your fuck, but not yet. I have to see and touch and suck your little pink angel cunt," he told her as he reached for her panties and she raised up to help him peel them down.
"What a sweet little pussy bush, darling," Stan told her, his eyes feasting on the fuzz covered mound he had bared. "It must be angel hair I see, only angel hair could crown your hot little angel cunt," he added as he stripped the panties off to make her completely naked. "I'm going to suck your angel cunt my darling, I'm going to suck it and lick it and make you come like you've never come before. I'll drink your precious juice and become a god. Your cunt juice will fill my balls and make me stronger than I've ever been. Yes, my darling, yes, open a beautiful, virginal crotch to me. Show me your precious cunt. Yes...yes...ooohhhhhhh," his voice broke as she parted shapely legs wide and raised them back over her body to show him soft, pink lips, the tender portal of her virginal slit.
"There, darling, there," she panted, "there's my cunt for you. Take my virginal cunt, my wonderful lover. Take it all. I saved it just for you and now I'm giving it to you. I'm all hot and tingly and horny for your great big prick in my tingly cunt, my wonderful lover man. I'm not afraid. I want you now. Oh Stan, I want to feel your lovely big prick inside my cunt."
"Yes darling, yes," he panted as he lowered himself until his iips were close to her crotch lips. "Your cunt is so soft and warm and sweet. Get ready, my angel, get ready to feel my face in your crotch, get ready to have your cunt sucked. Here comes my mouth, my beautiful darling, take your cunt sucking."
Jenny heard a rumble of passion in his throat, heard her own high pitched cry of excitement as his mouth touched her vulva and then he was sucking gently as his hands rubbed her thighs warmly, moved to her tummy and rubbed slowly upward until they held firm, silken breasts, fondling them lovingly while he sucked with lust, madly exciting lust which drove her out of her mind with passion.
She cried out more loudly as she felt his tongue work up her slit and then it was probing inside, lapping up juices which kept forming as though my magic. She had felt wetness there more than a few times when she had fingered herself, but never so much. It was as though his mouth and tongue had found a fountain of juice, had found it and would keep draining it.
And then she was climaxing, her body jerking up off the bed, his strong hands holding her as she cried her hymn of joy. While the orgasm went on and on, he pulled his tongue out of her vagina but kept his mouth pressed warmly on her soft, juicy vulva.
"Oh, Stan...oh...oh...I never came like that before. How did you do that? It was like dying and being born again. Oh darling, I can't feel this good, nobody can. That was more than a come in my cunt, it was something that happened all over me. Oh darling," she sighed warmly as he turned her over and then his mouth went to work on her firm, silken buttocks, kissing and licking the lovely rounds, then his tongue invaded the smooth warm crack and he kept her squirming and panting as he licked wetly, his tongue pausing from time to time to tickle the little pink ring he found there.
"Oh Stan," she gasped, "you're licking my ass crack and my hole...oh...ooohhhhhhh."
"Yes, my darling, I'm licking and sucking all of you and then I'm going to fuck all of you. Oh Christ, I love you, my dearest angel, my beautiful, virginal little darling."
Stan turned her over again, licked his lips as she raised and parted her legs again, then his face was buried in her hot crotch and he sucked and licked until she climaxed a second time, an orgasm that seemed even stronger and more delicious than the first had been, one which caused her to float high above the earth where everything was warm and soft and pink. For just a moment she thought she had caught a glimpse of heaven, but then she told herself that heaven had nothing to do with the joy they were sharing.
When Jenny returned from her orbit of the earth, she saw Stan kneeling between her legs, his penis looking so big she couldn't believe it, then he smiled as he lowered himself to her and her body jerked upward to meet him. Her moment had come at last, she told herself and, though she knew it would have to hurt when he broke her hymen, she hungered for that pain just as she hungered for the feel of his strong penis.
"Yes, my darling, yes," Stan told her and she felt his organ rubbing in her crotch. "Here comes my cock now, dear. My cock will slip easily into your sweet cunt and fuck you. Just relax, my darling, just relax and I'll give you my cock. There
. . . there...feel it going in between your tender lips now. There," he panted as he pushed the big head into her and felt the delicious tightness of her virginal slit. "I'll give you all of it, darling...all of my cock...my hard cock...Take it, my darling...take it...take it...ooohhhhh...What a nice fuck this is going to be...What a sweet, lovely fuck in your sweet little cunt."
As he talked, panting and feeding stiff penis to her, he felt her hymen block the path. There was no gentle way to do what had to be done, he knew, so he bunched his muscles, then drove ahead. He broke through with the one strong thrust and heard her cry, felt her body jerk, her vagina tighten as very strong young vaginal muscles strangled his throbbing invader.
"There, baby...there...there...it's in now. Don't cry, my sweet darling...It won't hurt anymore now...Here, angel," he panted, "here...here...feel my long cock filling your cunt. Oh darling, it's so good. Your soft cunt is so warm and nice, so wet. I can feel your tight little cunt sucking my cock as I give it to you. Oh my beautiful angel, what a lovely fuck," he panted as he kept jabbing until his penis was buried in an incredible soft warmth and then he was pressing down on her.
"Oh Stan," she gasped, "I can feel it all the way. Your whole big cock is inside my cunt. Oh darling, fuck me. Fuck me hard. Oh darling, I can't believe it. Make me believe it, make me believe you're fucking my little cunt with your big cock."
Stan made her believe it and her excitement was such that it covered the burning sensation and she felt in her tummy, made her see that under some circumstances, even pain can be beautiful.
Had he been able to control it, Stan would have chosen to go on thrusting his throbbing penis in the tightness of her slit for hours, days, weeks, but he didn't have that choice and he felt an irresistible churning in his loins which told him he was already, despite his strongest efforts to hold back, ready to blast off in her tiny slit.
He tried one more time to hold back, then he groaned and she felt him pressing down hard in her crotch and on her tummy. Both her arms tightened around his naked body, her legs rose to cling, crushing his body, then he was panting and grunting and jerking in an agony of ecstasy as the tightness of her vagina drained him so completely that he collapsed on top of her and for a moment, Stan thought he would never find the strength to get up again.
"Oh darling," Jenny sighed, "that was so good. It hurt, but it was so good. Oh my darling, you've fucked my cunt with my own beautiful big cock. You fucked your cunt with my prick."
"Yes, my darling, yes," he told her, panting. "What a sweet fuck it was too. There has never been a fuck like that before, I know it. No fuck in the history of the world was ever that great. Is it hurting you, my dearest? Is your little cunt hurting now?"
"Not really hurting," she lied and he saw tears in her eyes. "It's kind of burning, my cunt, I mean, but I love the feel of it. I'm a woman now, my darling. I'm your woman and my cunt is yours. Oh Stan, my darling lover, I want you to keep on fucking me. Was it good for you? I mean was it a really good fuck? Did I do all the things right for you?"
"No angel in heaven could have done it nearly as well, Jenny," he told her and she felt his voice rumbling through his chest and on her breasts. "You are the most beautiful woman and the nicest, most gloriously beautiful fuck in the whole world. I love you my dearest darling, I love you so much."
There were more words of love and more touches and warm, wet kisses and then Jenny felt his penis coming back to life. As she held it and felt it stiffening, she gave a squeal of delight that made him tremble as he knew it was going to visit her slit again.
But this time it was she who delayed as she played with that magic member and felt it getting stronger and harder in her hand. He groaned with delight when she began kissing it, her warm mouth so gentle as she manged to get the big head into it to soak in a moist, warm place, causing her cheeks to bulge and her jaws to be stretched a little too widely, but that too caused a pleasant and exciting hurt.
When they were ready, Stan lay on his back and taught her an excitingly different way of doing it. As she lowered her body to him and impaled herself on his upstanding penis, she sighed hotly.
"Oh Stan," she panted, "this is so exciting. I'm fucking you. I'm fucking your big, strong cock with my little cunt. Oh it's so good, so exciting. I can feel your cock going way up inside me as I fuck you. Is it good for you this way, darling? Is it? Is it?" she repeated as she worked more and more of the stiff tool up her.
"Better than I can describe, my angel," he told her, his eyes shining as he looked at her lovely face and bobbing breasts and he held her silken buttocks with both hands.
When she was totally impaled on his strong tool, Jenny caught on fast and then she was riding him, panting and making her lovely breasts bob madly, adding to his delight.
"Am I a good fucker darling?" she asked, grinning. "Tell me, am I doing a good job of riding you and fucking your big hard cock?"
"You're doing a better than perfect job, angel. I never have been so excitingly fucked. How lovely your face is, your breasts. How beautifully you fuck me, you lovely almost virgin. If you get tired, tell me and I'll lay you down and fuck you. It will take a long time to get me off this time. It's going to be a long fuck."
"I'll never get tired fucking you, darling," she assured Stan as she rode up and down gracefully, eyes shining, breasts bobbing, satiny smooth buttocks working excitingly in his hands. "Try me," she challenged, "and see if I ever get tired of fucking your cock."
Their exciting union went on for a long time and Jenny showed no sign of tiring and then he warned her that he was getting close. But Jenny was even closer and then she was crying out as she went into orgasm, her lovely bottom pressing down hard on him, rubbing and jerking on his body as he held her tightly. While her cries filled the room, her body jerked violently and her naked breasts, pink tipped cones of alabaster, did an erotic dance to add to his arousal and his joy.
"Ooh Stan," she sighed as she felt the flood of semen he had pumped into her while she was climaxing, "that was beautiful. It was so big and hard, your cock, and now it's getting soft. I was in heaven while it was happening. Was it good for you too, dear?"
"It was beautiful for me, Jenny. What a woman you are. Not only do you fuck better than any woman I've ever known, but every facet of you is beautiful and mature and intelligent. You're all woman, Jenny, all beautiful, sensitive woman.
"Am I really such a good fuck? Is my cunt really that good?" she asked, her eyes shining as she looked down at the tired man.
"You're better than that, my darling and your cunt is as good as your brain and your heart. I couldn't be better than that."
When she dismounted, Jenny lay in his arms and they talked, touched and shared the warm afterglow of their love. In time, they slipped into sleep, only to wake again deep in the quiet of the night and, after arousing each other again, they made love quietly, beautifully.
Despite Stan's best efforts to the contrary, Rita lived on for another seven months before her destroyed liver paved the way for alcohol poisoning to remove her from the scene. It was time then for Stan and Jenny to make all of their dreams come true as man and wife.
Jenny's parents were horrified when they discovered what had been happening, but they relented and gave permission for their daughter to marry. To simplify matters, they moved to another city to begin what became for both of them a beautiful new life.
CASE HISTORY THREE
It was a few minutes after seven, the office crowd had gone to their suburban homes and the downtown restaurant was closed. The rest of the staff had left, except for Elva, the manager and Debbie, the new waitress, a pretty girl who had lied about her age by five months and claimed to be sixteen when Elva hired her, a few days before.
Elva sat near the cash register, counting the day's receipts while the girl prepared the tables for the next morning's rush. Her uniform was short and each time she reached across a table, Elva's eyes moved up from her work to steal another glimpse of the lovely young thighs in the sheer pantyhose.
"Turn it off, you horny bitch," Elva told herself for the tenth time. "The kid can be a good waitress and she has problems enough without trying to get into her panties."
But for all her efforts, Elva couldn't take her eyes off the pretty, black haired girl with the figure of a woman. Debbie was rather short, about five-three and there was a look of innocence about her, but when Elva looked at firm smooth young thighs or at the way her young breasts pushed at the black rayon uniform, innocence was the fartherest thing from her mind.
Elva looked again at the long black hair, thought of how it would look, fanned out against a white pillow, then she thought of other black hair, a triangle of it on the white tummy of the shapely young girl. She thought of how it would feel under her hand as she stroked the mons veneris of the girl and made her squirm in nudity. She thought of what it would feel like to nuzzle in that pubic patch, catching a faint aroma of woman, thought of how it would be to part the beautiful legs, to see the little pink gem in her crotch and then to fit her mouth on it and suck, to suck and lick while the girl squirmed and panted in arousal and how, after that, after much sucking and licking, the young beauty would shriek in orgasm, her silken thighs rubbing Elva's face as her legs scissored in passion.
The thoughts were burning in Elva's mind, causing fires to smolder between her thighs as she licked her lips and almost tasted the tender young vulva of the waitress. When Debbie reached across the table again, the hem of her skirt rode high, high enough so that by bending a little, Elva saw where lovely thighs met plump, nicely rounded buttocks. The sight was too much to be resisted and in that moment, Elva's mind told her that she was going to stop trying to resist and that she was going to seduce Debbie, no matter what, that she would take her by the hand and lead her into the warm, misty world of lesbianism.
Elva was surprised at how easily she was able to make the decision, especially since lesbianism was something in which she had only dabbled, a way of life to which she had previously refused to commit herself.
Her first taste of it had come when she was sixteen and had spent a couple of weeks in the country with an aunt while her parents were in the act of breaking up their marriage. Aunt Helen had been a pleasant, smiling woman. They swam and sunned and rode horses and laughed. And then one evening, they bathed together. Her aunt did naughty things, touching secret places, smiling warmly, fondling, then, before Elva was really aware of what was happening, they were on the wide bed, both naked, warm bodies pressed together.
Elva resisted only a little when her breasts were fondled, then sucked, then she nervously did the same to her aunt's firm breasts. And then there were more intimate touches as gentle hands parted her thighs, soft fingers stroked her vulva until she was sweating and panting with excitement, and then a warm mouth was on her vulva and jt was sucking there, making young Elva moan and pant with arousal. After that, there was more, much more as she felt a tongue snaking into her slit, probing and licking, finding the tender little clitoral bud until she climaxed so strongly that it felt as though her body was being exploded.
She couldn't refuse when Aunt Helen took her hand on a tour of the mature crotch. What she found there felt so warm and soft and exciting. It was even more so when one of her fingers was guided into the slit to play where it was even warmer and so very moist. And then it was time for Elva's mouth to do what her aunt's mouth had done. It had excited the girl when her lips first touched the soft vulva and then she sucked and learned to sue her tongue. While her aunt climaxed, silken thighs had rubbed her face and after that, there were so many things to talk about, secret, feminine things.
During the rest of her stay there, Elva learned a lot about the lesbian way of life, but then she returned home, told herself that what she had done was wrong and promised herself that she wouldn't risk straying in that direction again.
After that, had come love with a young man. It was a thrilling experience for Elva, even when she savored the pain of a ruptured hymen, but love conquered all, until the young man found another girl and Elva was left alone. There were other men after that and then came marriage. It had been great for the first couple of years and then it cooled. It seemed her husband thought it was old fashioned and foolish for one man and one woman to restrict themselves to each other when there was so much fun to be had by playing around.
After the divorce, Elva swore off sex and concentrated on her own life, on working hard enough to keep her mind occupied and to earn enough money so that she could enjoy a nice apartment, books and the other things she wanted.
Elva had tried a few time more, with men and with women who promised her the kind of happiness she so wanted, but each time it happened, something went wrong. Eventually, Elva came to believe that emotional involvement was not for her, that all it brought was desertion and hurt and so, at thirty-five, she had sworn off for good. She had her apartment and her books and records and, when the need was great, she had masturbation to provide essential relief.
It had worked for more than a year, until Debbie walked into the restaurant and into her life. It was obvious that the girl was troubled, yet there was a warmth, a sweetness that Elva couldn't resist. After that, had some sexual desire. It flared without warning and Elva knew that despite all her good intentions, she was not going to be able to turn it off, knew that she was going to have to seduce the pretty, black haired girl.
"Sorry I'm so slow, Elva," Debbie said, breaking into Elva's thoughts. "I'll be finished in a few more minutes."
"Don't worry, Debbie, you're doing fine. I'm finished here. I'll give you a hand."
They worked together without talking and then the tables were ready and they were free to leave, but Elva decided that a cup of coffee was in order so she poured two and sat across a table from the pretty girl.
"I don't want to pry, Debbie, but I see you have troubles. Care to talk about it? You don't have to, you know, but I'll help if I can."
"Thanks, Elva, but I don't want to get you involved," the girl told her and looked down at her cup.
Five minutes later, Debbie was pouring out a story about a bad home life with a mother who didn't care about her and a stepfather who cared too much, so much that one evening he had come into her bedroom, taken her nightie off and, ignoring her protests, had first shown her his stiff penis, then pushed it into her virginal slit.
When he finished, he warned her that if she told of what they had done, he would kill her and her mother. The threat had filled her with terror. A few nights later, he had come back for more. Again, Debbie tried to resist and again it was rape and it both hurt and terrified her. That night, she ran away and stayed with a friend on the other side of the city. It was a temporary arrangement and the friend's mother was asking many questions. It was time for Debbie to move on, but she didn't know where.
"What happened today, Debbie?" Elva asked, her tone warm. "I can see that something is getting to you. Why not tell me? I can probably help. I know how to deal with bastards like your stepfather. They're good at scaring kids, but they back down fast when they run into someone who knows how to fight back."
"He was outside. I saw him looking through the window."
"Your stepfather?"
"Yes. Elva, I'm scared."
"Well I'm not and you can stop right now. Look, you're coming home with me tonight. I've got a big, roomy apartment. I could use some company and there's no way that bastard is going to get at you. I have a gun and a phone. I'll either blow holes in him or call the cops and have him charged with rape. You just forget about him, baby."
When they left the restaurant a while later, there was no sign of the man, but that didn't convince Debbie that he wasn't watching from somewhere and she remained nervous as they drove to Elva's apartment.
As they chatted and the girl relaxed gradually, Elva was still determined she was going to seduce her, but she decided to postpone that until Debbie was in a better frame of mind.
"There's only one bed," Elva told her, not mentioning the couch that pulled out to make a comfortable bed. "I hope that doesn't bother you. It's wide and comfortable."
"Oh no, Elva. I don't mind that at all. You're awful good to me."
"Who me? I'm never good. I just happen to like you."
When it was time for bed, they chatted as they undressed and Elva noticed that the girl didn't seem nervous. As clothes fell away and Elva saw the lovely young body, she told herself the girl had no reason to be nervous about showing such a body. Despite her youthful age, Debbie had the body of a woman, a very beautiful woman.
"I never wear anything to sleep," Elva said casually as she kicked her panties away, "but I can probably find you a nightie, if you want one."
"No thanks, it doesn't matter. It might be fun to sleep in the nude. I never tried it."
Stealing another look at the naked beauty, Elva thought how much fun it could really be if they were squirming in passion on the wide bed, but she remembered her decision and as they got on the bed, she contented herself with giving Debbie a pat on an excitingly smooth, firm bottom and said goodnight. Debbie was asleep in no time but Elva stayed wide awake. When she was sure the girl was sleeping, Elva gently pulled the cover away and got out of bed quietly. Standing close to the bed, she stared at the beautiful, naked body and as desire swept over her, she began to finger herself, her mind reeling with erotic images of her and Debbie playing and kissing and fondling and sucking. When her gently stroking finger triggered climax, it was a strong and a very beautiful one.
Before going to sleep, Elva eased her naked body close to the girl, trembling at the touch of skin on skin and as sleep came to her at last, she was pressing her mons veneris warmly against Debbie's silken buttocks. They were still touching as Debbie woke in the morning. It felt comforting, after Debbie realized where she was and with whom she was sleeping and she stayed against Elva and pretended to be still sleeping.
Debbie had never felt anything sexual about any female, would have been horrified at any such suggestion, yet as she lay warmly against the woman, she felt something that was so much more than just a sense of well being, though she had no idea what it was, even though it felt a lot like sexual excitement.
When Elva woke, she too pretended to be still asleep as she moved lazily, causing her breasts and mons veneris to do exciting things as they brushed lightly against the silken skin of the beautiful girl. Something she either felt or sensed was wildly exciting to Elva as it told her that Debbie would be a relatively easy seduction if she took her time and went about it just right. The girl had been turned off sex by a man, Elva reasoned, but that could work to her advantage when the pretty, lonely girl found out how gentle lesbian love could be.
It was a typical day at the restaurant. There was a panic hour at breakfast time, another peak for coffe break, then the real crush came at lunch time. The afternoon was quiet and the pace stepped up again around five. By six it was all over. As
Debbie and Elva straightened up the place, they chatted and the woman felt the girl being drawn more and more warmly to her.
Back in the apartment that evening, conversation found its way to sex. Elva confirmed that the girl was terrified of men. It gave her exactly the starting point she wanted and then Elva began her campaign of seduction, trembling with arousal yet not letting any of it show as she kept her manner calm and gentle.
"I understand just what you mean, dear," Elva said. "Most men, maybe all of them, are bastards. They want just one thing from a woman or girl and once they get it, they show what asses they really are."
"You had some bad experiences with men too?"
Debbie asked.
"More than enough. Each time I though I'd found the male who would be just right for me, I'd let the barrier go down. Sure, he'd be gentle and considerate and generous and so nice, and then he'd get my bra and panties off and after that, bang. Get the cock in the cunt, blow off the big charge, then after that, forget it. The smooth edges were gone then. It became just a matter of open your legs, baby, I want a fuck. I hear there are some really decent guys in the world, but I have my doubts about it."
"Gee, Elva, I guess that confirms the way I feel, but it isn't what I wanted to hear, I guess. What about romance? I mean like in the novels."
"That's where it is, dear, between the covers of romantic books, not between the sheets."
"But if you feel that way, Elva, how come you're not bitter?"
"Why bother? Bitterness just eats you up inside. I enjoy life. Sure my pussy gets hungry sometimes, but I have a ginger and I have my thoughts. Are you good at keeping secrets, dear?"
"Oh yes. I'd never spill anything you told me, Elva."
"Well, there have been a few times when I found sex that was really beautiful. I mean gentle, loving and so exciting. Those times weren't with guys though, they were with women."
"You mean...you mean lesbians?" Debbie asked, startled.
"Lesbian is a label, Debbie, a label invented my males. I'm not trying to talk you into anything, understand, but it can be very beautiful with two women. Let's face it, when a couple of women get together and like each other, it's natural, as far as I'm concerned, that in time, they touch, they share a few kisses, then they get turned on. Women understand what sex should be like. They know how to fondle breasts without making it rough and ugly. A woman can stroke another woman's pussy in a gentle way, not with the rough poking she get from a man."
"I guess I never really thought about it that way," Debbie said and Elva was pleased to see that the girl didn't appear to be shocked or horrified at all.
"If you could ever peep through a keyhole and see two gals making love to each other, your panties would catch fire, dear. It's so gentle and loving and warm. Women's bodies are smooth, gentle. When two women are squirming together, kissing gently, fondling, licking, making each other have beautiful comes, love really means something. Christ, I'd better stop, I'm getting a twitching in my pussy just talking about it and I don't want to scare you."
"Oh, you're not scaring me, Elva, honest. What's it like? Tell me some more. Do women neck like they do with guys? What do they do?"
"Damn it, dear, I want to tell you, I'm not afraid, yet it may seem like I'm trying to talk you into something. Maybe you should just keep waiting until you find some guy who's the one, the right one for you."
"You don't have to baby me, Elva. I may be a kid, but that isn't everything. I've been fucked, remember and it was ugly. What you say about women sounds so beautiful, like the way I thought sex really was. Please, Elva, tell me more about it."
"All right, Debbie. Move a little closer, that's it, I like sitting close to talk about things like this," Elva said as she slipped an arm around Debbie and held her, warmly, her heart pounding with desire, fingers of fire stroking where the crotch of nylon panties snugged against her.
"My first experience was with my aunt. I was sixteen and ready for it without knowing I was."
Her tone warm, Elva told the girl in detail of how it had been that first time when her aunt seduced her. She tried to describe how it felt when the woman had bared her breasts to fondle and suck them, how gently she had been stripped naked, how the first touch of a woman's hand in her crotch had sent desire rippling through her.
As she described her first lesbian act, her voice lowered to an intimate whisper and her left hand moved slowly until it was cupping one of Debbie's breasts, fondling it gently. Elva was delighted to see that far from being defensive about that, Debbie pressed closer to her, seemingly eager to give her body.
"How did it feel, Elva?" Debbie asked, her voice breaking, "I mean when you felt her mouth right on your...your cunt."
"Like heaven had opened up and I had drifted in on a pink cloud. First, she kissed and licked all around my crotch. It was so exciting. I could feel her warm breath on my cunt and then I felt her tongue. It touched the bottom of my slit and then slowly licked right up to the top. It made me shiver so much that I thought I'd faint, then she opened her mouth just a little and kissed me there, on my cunt, so gently. I heard myself moaning. Nothing had ever felt so good, so exciting."
"Did she just kiss your cunt or did she suck it, Elva?"
"At first, she kissed and licked, then she was sucking," the woman told Debbie as she fondled the breast and moved her thigh against Debbie's. "Her hand were rubbing all over me, on my thighs and belly and then up to my tits. Then she sent her tongue right inside my slit, right in my cunt and then it was even wilder. Oh God, how she lapped my cunt while lovely hands made love to my tits. I felt myself ready to come. It was so exciting I thought I'd die and then I came. While all those hot waves swept over me, she held me tightly, gently in her arms. I can't describe how beautiful it was and after it was over, I was still floating among the clouds."
"Oh Elva," Debbie said with a little groan in her voice, "you make it sound so beautiful, so exciting. Did she expect you to suck her cunt too?"
"I don't know what she expected, but I wanted to. I had to find out what it felt like. She gave me her tits to suck. God, that was so thrilling. Her nipples got big between my lips and I sucked on them and then filled my mouth with tit. She kept telling me how good I was. I kissed my way down her body and then I got a hand in her crotch, her cunt felt warm and soft and she was squirming and moaning. When I looked in her crotch, her cunt was so pink and pretty and soft looking. I just had to do it. When I kissed it, I felt my head reeling. I sucked and she moaned and then I got my tongue in. There is no way to describe how good it felt, no words. Even after she came, I kept sucking at her cunt until she groaned and made me take my face out of her crotch."
Debbie moaned with passion, then realized that Elva's right hand was gently stroking the crotch of her panties while the other was still fondling her breast. She felt weak and trembling all over and then she saw Elva licking her full lips, saw them part slightly, then the woman's mouth came down on hers and as they kissed, Debbie heard herself moaning in Elva's open mouth, felt her whole body trembling with heat as desire consumed her.
"You're so beautiful, my darling angel," Elva told Debbie, her tone warm, after the long, passionate kiss. "Your lips have to be the lips of angel. Your body is so lovely here in my arms."
"Oh Elva, help me," Debbie moaned. "I've never been kissed like that. It's like I'm all raw and tingly all over."
"I know how you feel, darling. I feel the same way," Elva told her, then her mouth came down on Debbie's again and their bodies rubbed hotly together through another passionate kiss.
"Mmmmm, I feel so good," Elva sighed, her lips lightly brushing Debbie's. "Do you feel good too, my darling angel?"
"Yes. I...I...Oh Elva . . . " Debbie said, almost crying.
"Yes, baby, yes," Elva told the girl, then her fingers were busy and Debbie's clothes were falling away and then a beautiful pair of firm young breasts were thrusting in bold nudity, covered only by the soft, gentle hands of the woman as she fondled them and whispered exciting words.
"How lovely your tits are, dearest," Elva whispered as she fondled them gently, felt the nipples responding to her skilled touch. "I have to kiss them and suck them. Let me make love to your lovely breasts, your beautiful tits, dear," she whispered, then she turned the girl slightly and Debbie groaned aloud as a tongue licked softly around one nipple.
"Oh Elva...Elva," Debbie moaned, then a warm mouth was closing lovingly around one conical breast and Elva sucked, voraciously, yet so gently that Debbie couldn't believe it.
While she sucked the firm breast, Elva gently fondled the other and felt the girl squirming in passion, heard her moans of passion, unspoken words of total surrender to what was a seduction so easy and beautiful that Elva trembled as violently as the girl.
Debbie didn't know how it had happened, but as she put a hand on the woman, she felt a naked breast, a big one and so firm and smooth. Her hand caressed it gently and rubbed slowly over a nipple which hardened almost instantly.
When Elva sensed that Debbie's nipple was becoming raw, she stopped sucking, moved her body, then one of her nipples was rubbing gently on Debbie's lips, silently begging to get into her mouth. Debbie's lips parted instinctively and then she was sucking a big breast, holding the firm flesh in both hands, fondling it as she sucked while, heat waves flashed in her crotch and fanned out through her entire being. In that moment, Debbie knew that they would go on to do more, so much more than just sucking breasts and she wanted to cry out for Elva to hurry them along, to take her all the way to a wild, wonderful new world of woman love, of warm bodies and naked, smooth breasts, fo parted thighs and hot crotches, of tender lips there, lips which would be soft and moist.
She felt Elva moving but the breast stayed in her mouth and she sucked hungrily on the precious gift. After a while, Elva sighed, took the breast out of Debbie's mouth and moved so that the other breast was teasingly close to Debbie's wet, warm mouth. She sucked it in with a muffled groan and while she sucked it, her hands explored naked skin, firm flesh and she heard the erotic music of Elva's sighs and moans of lust seeming to fill the room, to fill her entire world.
Later, when Elva took the breast from her mouth, Debbie gave a gasp of delight as she saw the woman was naked.
"Elva...oh Elva...show me...show me," the girl pleaded, her voice breaking as her body trembled.
"Yes, my darling, I'll show you everything," Elva said, her hands turning the girl easily, stripping her clothes off until, like Elva, Debbie was stark naked, her body so alive, so extremely sensitive that she could even feel Elva's eyes, could feel them moving over her writhing body.
"Come my darling, come with me," Elva told her and then Debbie had been picked up and was being carried easily. The woman carried her to the bed they had shared the night before, then she sighed warmly as she deposited Debbie onto the bed, her big breasts swaying. "There, my darling, there," Elva told her as she lay beside her on the bed and took her into a passionate embrace. "I'll show you everything, my dearest. I'll open all the doors and show you all the miracles. Your lovely body will soar above heaven with me. I'll feast at a banquet in your sweet crotch. I'll drink the nectar of your tender little cunt, this sweet cunt," she panted as her hand stroked the soft lips tenderly. "Yes, my darling Debbie, it will all be so beautiful. Yes...yes...yes . . . " then Debbie felt the warm mouth come down on her again and while they kissed, the gentle hand stroked her vulva with the touch of an angel's breath, so gently yet so wildly arousing that it set off waves of sensation too beautiful to be believed.
But the crotch banquet was going to have to wait, Debbie saw as the beautiful, naked woman began sucking and fondling her breasts. Elva rolled hard young nipples between her lips, filled her mouth with firm breast and sucked gently and all the while, a hand toyed with the other breast as it waited to be sucked.
"Oh Elva," the girl panted, "it's so good...it's lovely, the way you suck on my tits and play with them...oh yes...do it some more...ooohhhhh...do it...do it...do it . . . "
But Elva didn't have to be asked as she sucked the lush breast, striving vainly to get all of it into her mouth. It was so exciting for Debbie that she felt her hand moving down over her tummy and then it was in her crotch. She rubbed her vulva hotly, but that wasn't enough so she slipped a finger into her slit and began stroking there.
When her stepfather had done that with his penis, she thought, it had been ugly and painful, but the stroking of her finger felt so good, added so much to the thrill of having her breasts fondled and sucked by the exciting woman. And then Debbie made it even more exciting as the tip of her finger found her clitoris. It was hard and terribly sensitive, almost to the point of being painful, but it was beautiful pain, exquisite and it made her want more and more until she cried out and her naked body jerked violently when orgasm swept through her.
"Why you sweet, horny little angel," Elva said, smiling and fondling one breast with each hand. "Don't tell me you had a come just from having your tits sucked."
"No. it was...so good...I had to...I fingered my cunt. What a come it was...it almost...killed me...oh Elva, it's all so good, so exciting. Oh Elva...Elva...Do it...Do everything to me."
"Yes, baby, I'll do it all and you'll have so many comes that you won't be able to believe it," the woman said as she toyed with one of her own breasts, holding it from below. "First though, you are going to do some tit sucking for me, darling aren't you? Lie back and I'll feed this one to you. Open your mouth nice and wide for my nice big tit. That's the way, baby, yes, lick your lips to make them moist. Here it comes, darling," she said as she lowered herself slowly to the girl, "here comes a nice big tit for you now. Take it, baby, take it," she said, panting as she pushed the firm, creamy smooth breast into the wide open mouth and Debbie began the sucking and fondling that Elva had to have.
"Mmmmm, you suck beautifully, darling," Elva told her and then she pressed down more firmly on the upturned face of the girl. "I love the way you suck tit, darling. I'll teach you all the games, all the sucking and licking and squirming. You'll love it, Debbie, you'll love the feel of crotch and the sweet taste of juicy cunt."
Debbie knew she would, but for the time being, she loved what she was doing as the big breast pressed on her face while she kept sucking all she could get into her mouth and erotic fires sent hot waves from her crotch to envelop her body and her entire being.
"Ooh, that was lovely, darling," Elva said with a sigh, taking the well sucked breast out of Debbie's mouth. "Look at how beautiful my tit is now, see how it shines," she said as she rubbed a hand over the wet breast. "Here, baby, suck my other tit now and then I'll hide my face in your nice hot crotch and I'll suck your beautiful cunt all the way to the roof of heaven. Yes, baby, yes...that's the way to suck my tit...Oooohhh, yes...yes...yesssss . . . "
It was a long time before Elva took the breast from the girl's mouth, but when she did, it was obvious that what she wanted next was suddenly urgent. Moving down over the naked body, her hands rubbing the silken skin, Elva watched lovely legs part wide, stared into the warm crotch at the tender pink lips and she licked her own lips as she felt a delicious hunger which caused her whole body to tremble.
"Now, darling, now," Elva said in a husky whisper. "I'm going to kiss and suck and lick your sweet little cunt. Now, my baby, now," she said, panting and then the girl moaned as the face invaded her crotch, cheeks brushed inner thighs and she felt an exhalation of warm breath on her vulva that told her how close Elva's mouth was.
And then the mouth touched the crotch lips in a kiss of tender love which grew intensity until it was more than just a kiss, until Elva was sucking greedily while her hands went on an erotic tour of the firm young body.
After a little sucking, Elva brought her tongue into play, working it slowly up the narrow, moist slit. While both hands held the trembling, moaning girl, she alternately sucked wetly and licked, her tongue seeming to stimulate a welling of juice which her mouth sucked with thrilling greed. To
Debbie it was the most ecstatic experience she could imagine and the feel of the sucking was made greater by the slurping sounds she heard, sounds which were only partially muffled in her tingling, warm crotch.
When the tongue of the skilled lesbian found the clitoris of the girl and curled slowly around it, Debbie cried out with fierce passion and as her hips jerked upward, hand held firm, well fleshed hips, gently pulling Debbie's crotch more firmly, warmly against the sweetly invading face.
"I'm going...to...come," Debbie panted, her voice hoarse. "I'm close...Oh, Elva...Elva...ELVAAAAAHHHHHH
Elva's hands held the madly jerking young body while wild orgasm swept through her partner who cried a hymn of joy which filled the room and reverberated from the walls and ceiling as wave after fierce wave flashed through her body. Elva knew it was so strong an orgasm that it was almost painful, and as the first jerk of orgasm rocked the girl, she stopped licking that hard little bud, but kept her open mouth warmly on the tender, soft, wet vulva, not sucking, just holding as Debbie's jerking body caused her vulva to rub up and down on Elva's face.
"Oh Elva," Debbie sighed later, opening her eyes, "it was so much more than a come. What happened? What happened to me? It was in my cunt and in my belly and all over, even in all my fingers and toes."
"It was a come, my darling, a beautiful big come. No man in the world can ever make your body climax like that. It was beautiful for me too, my mouth and my whole body shared it all the way. My cunt was tingling with your cunt when you came."
For a little while, they talked about the joy of that had been theirs, then, in mid sentence, Debbie stopped talking and Elva saw her body trembling again. Knowing what it meant, the woman gave Debbie a warm smile and lay back, parting long legs widely, opening her crotch, her naked bottom squirming in heat.
"How did you know that was what I wanted?" Debbie asked.
"I'm a woman and you're a woman, dear. You'll love it as much as I will. I need the come you're going to give me, dear. I'm hungering for the feel of your mouth and tongue. Take it, darling," Elva whispered huskily as one hand stroked her warm, tingling vulva, "take my cunt. Suck it and lick it, dearest."
"Oh yes," Debbie sighed and then her body moved until she had her face between the smooth thighs of the woman and then a faint fragrance came to her in the warmth of the open crotch.
Minutes before, Debbie had discovered the joy of taking, of having her vagina sucked and licked, her body fondled, the wild joy of receiving, and then she found the equal joy there was in doing, in giving, in sucking and licking the warm core of woman.
"Oh yes, my darling...my darling," Elva urged as her body subtly rubbed back against Debbie's face. "How you suck me...How you suck my cunt...Like an angel...Oh darling...it's great...so good...suck, darling...suck cunt...lick...lick...Oh what a sweet mouth...what an angel tongue...Take it, darling...suck...suck...UH . . " Elva gasped as the girl's tongue found a hard, sensitized clit and licked there. "Oh my darling baby...Drive me wild...out of my mind...eat my cunt, Debbie...Devour it and make me come...Make my whole body explode in your angel mouth."
At the outset, Debbie hadn't been sure she would know how to perform the act, but all doubt passed as her mouth told her it knew, as her tongue, as though with a mind of its own, went on lapping up delicious juice and licking over the passion bud of her partner, causing Elva to moan and pant and jerk until a wild jerking, a convulsive jerking and the loud cries told her that her lover was climaxing, that it was Elva's turn to soar, to explode in ecstasy.
And then the orgasms passed and they were sitting naked on the wide bed, their eyes saying things for which words failed. As they talked of beauty and excitement and love, they touched, marveling at breasts and throats and faces. And there was a lot of kisses to share, their mouths having been flavored with crotch juices to add extra spice, and then they fell back onto the bed, fondled and kissed and squirmed together until it was time for more. Elva guided them gently until she had her face in Debbie's moist, warm crotch while Debbie, trembling anew, felt the soft vulva of the woman kissing back on her mouth. The position was so right, so natural, Debbie thought as her hands explored silken skin and woman and girl sucked and licked until they rocketed above space in mutual orgasm, wet, hot crotches rubbing eager faces, wetting and warming them and making the aftermath of orgasm as exciting, as beautiful as orgasm itself, but so much more tender.
"Can we be lovers forever?" Debbie asked, later, as the two lovers lay in warm embrace. "Can it be like we're married?"
"I suppose it can be whatever we want it to be, dear," Elva told her, her tone warm. "Forever is such a long time. I think I want it to be forever. Your young body is so lovely and warm, so loving, but it's more than that. It's your warmth and sweet, lovely soul. I love you, Debbie. At first, it was your body on my mind. I just wanted to strip you and see you and seduce you, but that changed. Oh how it changed. My God, darling, what you did to me. I love you, my darling Debbie. I love you as only a woman can love a woman."
"That's it, Elva, that's what I mean. I love you. As long as I live, I want to be with you, naked and warm and making love the way we did, feeling your body and sucking your cunt and your tits and your mouth, feeling you doing it to me. It's so lovely. Elva, why does any woman waste her body on a man, on a cock that hurts? It's so crazy."
"It is crazy, darling, for us," Elva told her as a gentle hand held and caressed a firm young breasts. "We have all we need in our own bodies. There are so many things we can do, so many games. Oh my darling little angel, we're going to be so happy."
"Yes, oh yes, Elva. Please, Elva, let me suck your cunt again. I'll never get enough of it."
"Nor will I, my angel. Lie back and I'll show you a new style, something nice and different."
Both eager and curious, Debbie lay back on the bed, then gazed lovingly at her naked partner as Elva knelt astride her, her crotch directly above the upturned face of the wide eyed girl.
"Do I look exciting this way, darling?" Elva asked as she used the tips of her fingers to open her vagina, showing Debbie the warm, wet looking slit.
"Oh yes," Debbie panted. "I can see it all. I can see all of you...your cunt...your thighs...your ass...your tits...your face."
"Yes baby, yes, but soon you'll see only my cunt and then you won't need to see anything at all. Wait for it, baby, I'll spread my knees and lower my crotch to your face, I'll bring my cunt right down to your mouth. Here it comes, darling...here...here...here . . . "
Elva lowered her body slowly until her vulva was rubbing on an eager mouth, then Debbie gripped the firm hips and pulled down hard, pulling the soft, wet organ onto her mouth and then as she ate warm, juicy crotch, Elva gently rode her face, driving them both wild and bringing on an orgasm that was a new all time high for her.
Elva and Debbie are still lovers, as much in love today, four years later, as they were that first day. They explore, experiment and continue to fill each other with joy and love. Both had accepted lesbian love as the only kind that could be right for them.
They have learned that forever is tonight and tomorrow.
CASE HISTORY FOUR
Frank sat beside the swimming pool, a tall whiskey and water in his hand, his thoughts elusive, refusing to fall into place.
It had been three months since his wife had died, one day since his sixteen-year-old daughter returned from residential school. Cindy hadn't enjoyed the private school and Frank had promised her that after summer vacation, she would live at home and attend school nearby.
Despite the fact that it was a beautiful, sunny day, Frank was wrestling with thoughts that were less than pleasant. Most of all he was thinking of death, of the end of life and of what he had done with the first forty-two years of his.
Mostly, he had become rich. He had worked long days, weeks without letup. He had made more money than he could ever need, but he had paid a price in the way of family life, friends, sex and the ability to just enjoy living. All that was going to be changed, he assured himself, but he wasn't sure that he was able to make the change.
"Hi dear," he said as Cindy ran into the pool area and gave him a smile and a wave.
She was wearing a bathing suit, a rather skimpy two piece model and he was startled to realize how much his daughter had grown up. He remembered her as being a little girl, but there was too much woman showing through and around the bathing suit for him to consider her a girl anymore. Cindy had the body of a woman and he couldn't ignore it.
Frank couldn't help staring at the way breasts jutted and threatened to destroy the halter top. He saw how the firm waist flared into well fleshed hips and gently rounded tummy, how the crotch of the suit snugged against that portion of female body he had not visited in much too long a time.
Christ, he warned himself as his daughter came toward his chair, I have to watch it. I've starved myself sexually until suddenly I'm looking at my own daughter the way no man should.
As Cindy squatted beside his chair, Frank looked down and saw luscious breasts only partially hidden by the bra top. He saw the deep cleavage between white breasts, smooth rounds and he felt something so akin to sexual desire that it scared him.
Frank managed to hide his emotions as they talked, but they were still there, churning strongly and making him see his beautiful daughter in a way he didn't want to. After a bit of chatting, Cindy announced that she was going to have a swim.
As she got to her feet, he stole more glimpses of her beautiful body, then as she turned her back, he saw that as well as everything else, she had magnificent buttocks which the little suit couldn't begin to hide. He stared at plump round cheeks, then noticed the brownish lines which streaked the lower portions of her buttocks.
He stared in arousal as she walked away from him, then posed at the edge of the pool before diving into the water. For a while he wondered what had caused the marks, the very straight lines, then he realized that they had to have been left behind by something like the whippy little canes still used in the English school she had attended.
Although they were faint and brownish, they must have been red when first applied. He thought of the lovely girl submitting her behind, bared, to be striped by a cane. When his mind strove to give him a picture of that, he fought to turn it off and when that didn't work, he hurried to the pool and dove in. The water was cool enough to help a little, but he still felt the stirring in his loins as he thought of his beautiful daughter, bent over to be caned, pictured the lush thighs and buttocks, saw the whippy cane whistling, biting into the firm flesh, leaving narrow red lines across the pristine white cheeks. Despite himself, came too clear a picture in his mind. Her behind was arched so that her nether cheeks were drawn apart and he saw a little pink ring between them. Her feet were braced wide apart so that she could retain no privacy at all, not even in her crotch where beautiful pink lips would show in thrilling contrast to white thighs.
As the thoughts refused to turn off, he felt his penis grow hard and begin throbbing and sensed he was going to have to stay in the pool for a long time or his daughter would see that bulge, would know what was happening to him.
Not every man would be so aroused by the sight of cane marks on beautiful buttocks, but then again, Frank was not just any man. While there had been not time or energy for sex in the usual sense, between man and wife, there had been time for visits to a special establishment where wealthy men like Frank could indulge in their special brands of enjoyment.
For Frank, that involved taking a pretty, teen-aged girl into a private room, scolding her as he felt under her short skirt and inside her open blouse, then taking her panties down, having that girl lie over his lap and spanking her, spanking a crying beauty, feeling her squirming, hearing her crying and watching the chubby buttocks turning from white to pink to rosy red.
After the spanking, there were other acts, depending on just what his mood of the day happened to be. Depending on that, he could have her kneel on all fours, sobbing softly while a stiff penis was inserted into her tight young vagina and his tummy spanked her bottom in a different manner while he rode her. In another mood, on another day, the sobbing girl came to kneel at his feet, opened his fly with trembling fingers, then sucked on a throbbing penis until the pressure was gone, spurting strongly into her warm, sucking mouth which drained him of everything.
And there were other activities at the special house of pleasure. He could watch as a matronly woman scolded a girl, stripped her naked, then spanked, strapped or caned her bare behind. After that, the girl was made to show submission by undressing the woman and ministering to her breasts and bare buttocks, tonguing the crack of her behind and then sucking in her crotch until the woman climaxed.
And there were other times, other moods when Frank, the wealthy, powerful man of industry and commerce, became young and innocent and submissive as a big woman, dressed in short white dress, the uniform of a nurse, would lead him into one of the treatment rooms. There, she would scold her naughty little boy, take down his pants and shorts, then have him lie across big, bare, firm thighs to have his bottom spanked with a firm hand or the back of a hairbrush. At other times, that dominant woman would pick up a leather strap or a cane and as he bent submissively, she would scold her sobbing boy while she streaked his upturned buttocks fiery red with the chosen implement of punishment.
His penis so hard that he knew it wasn't going to go down, he waited until his daughter was the far end of the pool, then out and lay face down on the grass, looking at her, feeling stiff, throbbing penis under him, thinking of how easy it would be to let it shoot strongly into his trunks. He warned himself not to do it.
"Hi, lazy," Cindy said as she got out of the pool and came to stand beside him.
"It isn't that I'm lazy, dear," he told her as he looked into her bright blue eyes. "I'm just not in shape like you are. There are very few people who are, now that I think of it."
"You surprise me, Daddy," the girl said with a little laugh. "I felt you still thought of me as a little girl."
"If I did, Cindy, that changed when I saw you in that suit. As much as you are in it, that is," he added and grinned at her.
"You keep surprising me, Daddy. Here I thought you were so stuffy, thinking only about business. Perhaps I was wrong."
"Not totally, dear. I'm just beginning to realize that I'm wasting my life. I've got more money than I need and from now on, I'm going to do a bit of living."
Cindy turned to pour herself a drink and as she turned back, she noticed that her father had been staring at her behind. The grin came to her face slowly.
"I had forgotten about those damn stripes," she told him. "I take it that's what you were noticing just now."
"I guess. I'm surprised that you would have been caned right at the end of the term."
"So was I, but it was a choice between losing my year or taking a dose of the cane. I chose the cane. I'm surprised you recognized the stripes for what they are."
"I know a lot of things that would surprise you, dear," he told her. "How many strokes did you get?"
"Twelve," she told him casually.
"Twelve," he repeated. "That's quite a severe dose of the cane. You must really have been naughty."
"I suppose so, Daddy, but when you lock girls into a school with nothing around but other girls, you have to be prepared for some naughtiness. Girls are human, you know."
"If it's what it sound like, you really are human, my dear."
"You needn't worry, Daddy. It was just something for kicks. I have no intention of being a full-time lesbian."
"How frank we're being. Thanks, Cindy. While we're at it, are you still a virgin?"
"Yes. I don't plan on making a career of that either though. Still, I'm not going to just rush out and get my cherry taken. I never dreamed I'd be able to talk to you like this, Daddy. It's so refreshing. Not many girls do get to talk to their fathers this way. Lord knows, I could never talk to mother about anything. Was she always frigid like that, Daddy?"
"I suppose so, dear. She came from a good family, was a good hostess, that was enough. I'm afraid I wasn't a lot warmer. I was always too busy making money."
"Always, Daddy?" Cindy asked and grinned down at him.
"Well, perhaps not always. I do have my moments. If one has the money, one can enjoy any pleasure one wants to and can schedule it when it's convenient."
"So that's how you recognized cane marks. I find that a bit surprising here in the States. I thought only the English swung that way. Are there placed around here?" she asked as she sat beside him on the grass.
"There are places around here for everything," he told her.. "All one requires is money and contacts. Did you and another girl get the cane at the same time?"
"Yes. We got caught in the act while we were packing, you should pardon the expression. We both chose to go with the headmistress to her suite. Want to hear all about it?"
Without waiting for him to reply, she turned, lowered her voice, then told in detail about how they had chosen to accept corporal punishment, how they had stripped naked and submitted to twelve strokes of the cane. Seeing the interest that her father couldn't hide, she told of the beating in very intimate detail, doing nothing to soften the man's penis which kept throbbing with desire as he listened and pictured the two girls, naked, having their shapely behinds caned.
"Alice has a big, very plump behind," Cindy went on. "It looked so smooth and white before the cane went to work. When she got the first stroke she began crying. She was bawling as loudly as a little kid long before it was finished."
"Twelve of the cane is a big dose. Didn't you cry, dear?"
"Some. I whimpered a lot and cried some. If a girl gets too brave and tries not to cry, she's just begging for stiffer treatment. Miss King wouldn't hesitate to cut a girl's ass to ribbons with a birch if she braved a beating without tears."
"It must have been quite a sight, Cindy," he commented in a voice quavering with passion.
"It was, but I've seen as many as six young women in that suite, all lined up naked, bare asses sticking out waiting for the cane. That old bitch loves to lay it on bare bums. There was a secret name for her at the school, Miss Stripebum."
"If she liked it that much," Frank said, "I'm surprised she didn't do more than just beat the girls. I've heard of teachers who sometimes offered girls an alternative to taking a beating."
"She didn't. There was a young teacher who spent plenty of time with Miss Stripebum and there were rumors. I suppose after caning a bunch of bare bums, she went to her friend and enjoyed what she punished us for doing."
"You don't sound resentful about the beatings, Cindy." r
"I'm not. The alternatives were extra work, cutting off of free activities. With a beating, it was all over quickly. Besides, a beating doesn't hurt all that much."
"And then there's that nice tingling sensation, isn't there?" Frank asked, then realized he shouldn't have.
"Daddy, you really have been around, haven't you? It surprises me that you'd know how a cane feels. I would have guessed you'd hand it out, but not take it. How long has it been?"
"You're getting a bit personal, dear," he told her with a grin.
"What are you going to do about it, Daddy? Are you going to give me a bare ass spanking or maybe stripe my behind with a cane?"
"Cut it out, Cindy. How the hell did we get into this?" he asked and sounded trapped. "Let's remember, I am still your father."
"I remember, Daddy. Still, daddies to sometimes spank or cane their daughters, even grown up ones with nice big bums."
Frank tried to change the subject, but Cindy was aware of his arousal and it excited her, so she refused to stop. Cindy felt wild arousal as she pictured her father taking her to his bedroom, stripping her naked, taking her across his thighs for a bare bottom spanking. As she began to wonder if she could lure her father into giving her a spanking, Cindy became highly aroused and knew that his state was no more composed than hers. Suddenly, returning home to stay became even more exciting than it had been and she sensed that life was going to take on a new excitement, something beyond her wildest dreams.
At the same time, Frank was becoming so aroused that there was no alternative for him but escape. As he got up, he made a game try at hiding the bulge in his trunks, but Cindy saw it at once and felt delicious tremors of excitement race through her.
Later that day, when Frank escaped to the privacy of his study to try to find composure, he found an envelope on the seat of his chair. Picking it up, he opened it and his eyes widened. It was filled with Polaroid pictures of naked female behinds and all were striped with bright red cane marks. Later, Cindy told of how the girls photographed each other after punishments. He couldn't hide his arousal as she spread the pictures out on his desk and asked if he could identify which striped bottom was hers. When he did, on the second try, he felt a stirring in his groin that told him he was really in trouble and that he was going to have to visit his favorite establishment to get his pressure down before he did something with his daughter, something the thought of which terrified him.
Late that night, after Cindy had gone to bed, Frank was again in his study, the pictures spread out before him. The penis he held in his right hand was hard and throbbed as he jerked it slowly, knowing that he would ejaculate, but wanting to wait, wanting to make it last while he stared at the pictures of the girls with the red stripes across luscious naked bottoms. He looked at them all, but his eyes kept coming back to the picture of his own daughter.
Her buttocks were so perfectly rounded, the skin so white, so silken smooth looking. But there was more. While the other girls had posed standing, Cindy and one other had chosen to bend so that in addition to showing their buttocks and thighs, they also showed their vulvas.
As he stared again at his daughter's picture, he felt wild arousal in his hunger to touch, not just the picture, but that beautiful young body, the lovely buttocks and the soft looking lips of her virginal organ. It was at that point that he lost control and, unable to stop, he spurted his semen over the big desk, barely managing to avoid splattering the photographs.
Later, on his way to bed, he paused outside the door of his daughter's bedroom. The door was open and there was a light on. He caught his breath as he glanced into the room. Cindy lay on her side and a bit on her tummy. Her nightie was pulled high so that he saw her lovely behind in complete nudity. He tried to resist but couldn't as his feet carried him slowly into the room, then he was standing beside her bed, staring at the firm, smooth buttocks, the hairless crack between. While his heart pounded, he pictured her lying across his bare thighs and his hand spanking rosy color into the perfect white buttocks. The man stared, fought the urge to touch her, then he felt his penis stirring, threatening to stiffen. Mustering all the will power he could find, he turned the lamp off and hurried from the room.
Before he reached his room, Cindy turned over to lie on her back. Smiling, she parted her legs and moved a hand into a very warm crotch. As she masturbated slowly, her mind was filled with images of her father, naked, his big penis stiff in arousal as he stripped her, scolded, then spanked and caned and strapped her on the naked bottom. As she approached climax, she thought of other acts, acts which didn't involve spanking but did involve his hard penis.
One of the older girls at the school, an English girl, had told Cindy of how a male tutor used to spank her, then play with her tingling buttocks before opening his pants, fitting his hard penis into her anus and riding her. She had told of how it was always so exciting to take a penis while her behind was tingling from a spanking. What Cindy wanted was something like that, but there was a difference in that she wanted to feel her father's penis in her vagina while her behind tingled from a brisk, loving spanking. As she climaxed, she was careful not to allow too much sound to escape, but in the bedroom down the hall, her father heard the sounds and trembled as he guessed what she had been doing. Sleep was hard to come by that night for Frank.
The next couple of days and nights were no easier for him. Cindy flaunted her body at every opportunity, made frequent references to spanking and generally did everything she was able to do to keep him sexually aware of her presence and to make him know that she was not going to stop the campaign until she achieved her goal.
Frank began to fear for his sanity as he fought the sexual desire which kept building. He went to his favorite establishment where he spanked one young woman, was strapped by an older one, then had his penis sucked, but even while it was happening, his mind was on his lovely daughter.
And then he knew he wasn't going to be able to go on resisting. He knew that one touch would lead all the way to incest. He thought about it and found his mind trying to make it easier for him, telling him that incest was an old law, a church law that had been important in the days before modern birth control methods. Frank knew that all his thoughts were a rationale to pave the way toward that ultimate act of incest, but he couldn't turn them off, no matter how he tried.
And then it was Sunday afternoon and they were alone at the pool again. Cindy had been doing everything in her power to get him turned on. The bathing suit she wore was so brief that it served to emphasize rather than hide her nudity. As usual, when she was around, his penis erected and refused to go down. The big cloud drifted over and the air became cool. Rain was on the way, so they picked up their things and went into the house. Frank felt relief when Cindy went to her room to change.
She rejoined him a few minutes later. She wore a blouse and a short skirt. The blouse was open at the neck to display lovely breasts and exciting cleavage. The skirt was short, so short that even when she stood straight, he was able to see the expanded tops of sheer nylons. Since the invention of pantyhose, women didn't wear nylons anymore, he knew, except for a few in the house where he went for sexual pleasure. He wondered where she had found them and then she bent to pick something up and showed him that she was wearing a black garter belt and brief black nylon panties. It was too much for Frank and as his penis throbbed, he knew that she was going to win, that his will to resist was being shattered at last.
"What a naughty little bitch I am, Daddy," she told him then, barely hiding a sexy grin. "The way I keep waving it at you, it's no wonder your poor cock is always hard."
"What the hell am I supposed to say to that, Cindy?" he said, a pained expression on his face.
"Well, I guess what you should say is that you're going to take my little panties down and spank my bare ass. Lord knows, I deserve a good spanking for what I've been doing to you. I'm ready to take my punishment, Daddy," she added, then turned and raised the hem of her skirt above her waist, allowing him a full view of how the tiny, sheer panties failed to hide the beauty of her beautiful behind.
"Cindy, please stop it," he said with a groan and the sound of his voice told her she was on the verge of winning. "I can't stand it, dear. I'm only human."
"Spank me, Daddy," she persisted, her whisper causing a new wave of desire to sweep over him as she looked back over her shoulder while she wriggled her behind at him. "Take down my little panties, take me over your lap and spank my bare butt. Spank me hard and make me cry and squirm. I need it, Daddy," she panted. "I have to have my ass spanked all hot and tingly. Do it, Daddy, do it...do it," she panted, her voice rough with lust.
Frank heard a little cry escape from his throat, then his hands were reaching for her as he got to his feet, his erected penis throbbing in his trunks. There was an armless chair beside them and then he was seated on it as the girl stood between his legs and his hands went behind her to feel the incredibly firm, smooth buttocks through and around her little nylon panties.
"Ooohhhh Daddy...I need it...Spank my ass...spank my butt...I need a spanking so much...You can understand that, Daddy. Take my panties down...Make my ass all bare and then spank me."
Another cry tore from his throat and then he was tugging her panties down, staring at the triangle of curly hair on the base of her gently rounded tummy, the neat bushy crown of her virginal little organ. He pulled the panties down below the tops of her nylons, watched as she rubbed her lovely thighs together in passion, then she was moaning as she draped that lovely body across his bare thighs, the touch of her skin like erotic fire, causing his penis to throb so strongly that Frank feared he would go off in his trunks, then told himself it was the only thing that could keep him from taking her virginity.
"Spank my saucy ass, Daddy," she panted as her bare body rubbed across his thighs. "Miss King spanked my bare ass lots, but not like you're going to do. When she spanked my bare ass, I never felt a big, hard prick throbbing underneath my body."
His right hand fell on one buttock and he squeezed firm, exciting flesh, silken skin that was smooth beyond belief. A lot of naked female bottoms had lain across his thighs in the past, but never one so beautiful, so exciting. He gazed down at the thrilling sight, rubbed the hand over both cheeks, she rubbed more hotly, then his hand rose and fell with the first spank.
The buttock was so firm that the hand almost bounced off as the thrilling sound rang through the room. When he raised the hand, he saw a faint pink blush which told him that Cindy had excitingly sensitive skin. Most women required at least a few stinging smacks before the pink showed on their buttocks.
As Frank picked up the rhythm and began spanking from cheek to cheek, his daughter whimpered and kept rubbing on his thighs.
"Harder, Daddy, harder," she panted. "I want to cry a lot...Make my bare ass burn...Make my ass tingle like fire...Spank, Daddy, spank...spank...spank . . . "
As he slapped the luscious cheeks harder, the sounds of the smacking rang through the room and then she was crying, but the sound of her cries told him how she loved it, that she wanted more and more of the same. Somehow, he realized, his beautiful daughter had inherited his love of the spanking game. She could take it, had to have it and he loved giving it to her as he watched white skin turn pink, the color even, from the top of her crack to the lower slopes of her chubby, sweetly rounded buttocks.
The more loudly she cried the harder he spanked and the pink turned to red, excitingly framed by the black garter belt and the lovely white skin of her lower back and thighs. No woman he had ever known had taken a spanking so excitingly, so beautifully and he couldn't understand why his charge failed to blow off. He had ejaculated while spanking women before and while being spanked and strapped, and then he forgot all about ejaculation and about other women as his hand slapped the pair of lovely red cheeks while his daughter cried loudly and added to his joy by kicking her legs and rubbing hotly on his thighs.
Frank saw a little purple mark and then another and another. He recognized them as bruises. They looked exciting against the bright red of her skin, but he warned himself that later, purple would turn to brown and the marks would stay there to mar lovely white cheeks. After four more spanks, he forced himself to stop the spanking and then he was panting as he fondled the lush, red, hot cheeks while she cried softly and he heard lust in her, lust which matched his own and told him that soon his penis would get into his own daughter's tight little vagina, that she would make his penis throb and swell and then when he fired his charge into the depths of her, it would be the greatest ejaculation ever and that in future, he would do it over and over again, that she was going to be his partner in sex as well as his daughter.
And then she surprised him by getting off his lap, her hands going to her buttocks to rub them as she smiled through tears of passion, sexy, happy tears, Frank knew. Her panties fell around her ankles and she stepped out of them. Hurriedly, she undid an obstinate button at the waist of her skirt, slid the zipper down and then she was stepping out of the skirt, naked from the waist down, except for garter belt and nylons.
"Oohhhhh, my ass...sob...my ass...it feels...sob...so good," she panted, then her right hand went into her crotch to rub over a vulva that had never felt so hot or sensitive in her life.
Frank got to his feet, his body wet with sweat, then he saw the girl drop to her knees in front of him and her hands went to his trunks, tugging at them, almost tearing his penis off as she tugged the garment down and gasped aloud at the sight of a stiff penis that looked bigger than she would have believed possible.
"Oh Daddy...Daddy...your cock...It's so big...so beautiful," she told him as she held it with two hands, rubbing and squeezing it. "I want it, Daddy, darling...My cunt is so hot for your cock...Stick it in my cunt, darling...Fuck me...Fuck my cunt with the beautiful cock I have in my hands."
She pulled at him and he partially fell on her and then they were squirming together on the thick carpet. Frank found his body between her thighs, felt the head of his penis rubbing on her soft, warm vulva and then he was panting as he guided it to her slit, found it and he groaned as he pushed the big head in.
Cindy cried out, but it was a cry of passion and then they were rocking together as he fed the stiff penis into a slippery but very tight little vagina. It was so tight that he thought he wouldn't be able to get all the way in, but then he was in, buried to the hilt and he realized that there had been no pain for her, no hymen had been broken.
But that didn't matter. What mattered was that he lay on her, his weight crushing her as his stiff member worked in and out of her gloriously tight slit and the sound of their heavy, labored breathing made music to perform incest by. Frank sent his hands under the girl, found her hot buttocks and held them, squeezing them as she kept raising her body to meet him. Long legs raised high above them and scissored madly while the hard, strong penis kept working in and out of the tiny slit, pistoning on a film of juice which made the motions smooth and thrilling.
"Oh Daddy," she gasped, her voice breaking, "I'm going to do it...I'm going to...uh...have a...uh...come...Fuck me harder and make me...uh...come...now...now...NOOOOWWWWWWWWWW," she shrieked and then strong legs closed tightly around his waist and she was howling in magnificent orgasm.
He felt her tight vagina strangling his penis and then felt the strong churning in his loins. It was game over and he cried out in ecstasy as he pressed down hard in her crotch and blasted off more strongly than he had ever done. Her muscles sucked his penis and drained it until he was so weak that he felt death had taken control of his body.
"Oh Daddy...Daddy...Daddy, we did it," Cindy said, her eyes shining, her voice filled with wonder. "It was so good. I feel so good all over, my cunt, my ass, everything. It didn't hurt a bit, Daddy darling. My first fuck was so beautiful. Why didn't it hurt me?"
"It must have been all that horseback riding you did, dear," he told her. "I'm told that's a great way to get rid of it. Oh my God, darling, I should be ashamed, but I can't do it. It was so beautiful, darling, so exciting. There's never been anything like this for me. There's never been any woman so good. Was it good for you too, darling? Did I spank you too hard? Your bare ass was so beautiful I couldn't stop. I went out of my mind and couldn't stop, my dearest darling Cindy. Is your poor ass sore?"
"Oh no, Daddy, it never felt so good. That was the best, the best spanking ever. Oh Daddy, darling, spank me some more right now. Make my ass burn like fire and then fuck me again. You're the most beautiful lover in the whole world, darling."
"Not now, my angel. Your poor ass is bruised now. There are going to be lots of spankings from now on, lovely Cindy."
"Oh yes, Daddy, yes. Spank me every day. We'll play all kinds of games. You'll scold me and spank me and strap me and cane me and then you'll fuck me. Oh Daddy, I'm so excited, so happy. Ooh, Daddy darling, I can still feel your sweet cock," she told him. "I can feel it twitching inside my cunt. There are beautiful fires burning in my ass cheeks too. Ooh, Daddy. I'm so happy."
Cindy protested when he pulled his spent penis out of her and then he sat up and she did the same, her eyes shining with excitement.
"Oh Daddy," she said with a sigh, "I can't believe it. It was so beautiful. You fucked me. You fucked me."
"Yes darling, I fucked you, fucked your sweet cunt," her father told her and then his gaze moved to her open blouse and he felt desire building again. "I fucked you and I didn't see your lovely breasts. I'm going to take care of that now, dear," he told her as he began to unbutton the blouse and she sighed, moving a little closer to him.
"I hope you like my tits, Daddy. Don't call them breasts, say tits. Tits sounds more exciting. Take my tits out and see them. Play with my tits, darling. Feel them up and play with them. Oh Daddy, I'm still so horny. Will you be able to fuck me again, Daddy? Please get your beautiful cock hard and push it up my cunt for another fuck. Will it get hard faster if you spank me again?"
"It will get hard fast enough, darling," Frank told her as he took her blouse off and his voice broke at the sight of lush young breasts.
Cindy wore no bra and, despite the bigness of her breasts, needed none. They were firm, creamy white and up-thrust a little, the most beautiful breasts he had ever seen. His eyes misted as he stared, saw the tender looking pink nipples which seemed to beg to be tweaked, then he reached for her and heard a warm sigh as she moved closer to give him her breasts as her precious gift of thanks.
"Mmmmmm, how beautiful your breasts are, my darling," he told her as he fondled the lovely breasts, then hefted them and made her sigh again. "How I'm going to suck these lovely tits. My mouth is hungry for them right now. Do you want me to suck on your lovely tits, my angel?" Frank asked as his hands moved so gently over her breasts that she couldn't believe it. She had played a few sex games with girls at school, but not even they had been as gentle as her father.
"Oh yes, darling, suck my tits. Do everything. I had my tits sucked by a few girls, but you'll be the first man."
"Did you also have your sweet little cunt sucked, darling?" he asked.
"Yes and I liked it, but I'd like it better if you did it. Do you like sucking cunt. Daddy?"
"Yes. I'll especially like sucking yours. Tell me, dear," he asked as he went on playing with her breasts, making nipples harden and get excitingly long, "did you ever suck a cunt?"
"Yes. I liked doing that too, but it wasn't as exciting as getting that beautiful fuck."
"Do you think you might learn to suck a hard cock?"
"Oh yes, Daddy. I'd love to feel your big cock in my warm mouth, to suck on it and feel you shooting your cream. I heard about cock sucking from a girl who did it. She said it felt so good to suck a cock and drink all the warm cream out of it."
"We'll do lots of exciting things, dear," he told her as he licked his lips in anticipation of suckling her lovely breasts.
"Oh Daddy, those marks on your butt," she said, excitedly. "Tell me about how you got them."
"There was a big, mature woman. We played the game. She scolded me and gave me a strapping. After that, she ordered me to suck her cunt and I refused, so she strapped my ass until I went down on her. After that, she ordered me to suck her ass. I did that too. Sometimes, she squats over me and pees on me. I warn you, darling, I really go wild about sex. I hope I'll not shock you."
"You must be kidding, Daddy. I want to try it all with you. I'll beat you and pee on you and then you can piss all over me, over my face, my tits, my red ass, everything. Would you like to pee in my cunt and up my asshole? I want to try a lot of things with you, everything there is. Would you like to bugger my ass with your great big cock?"
"Christ yes. I once fucked a man up the ass, a young man. He had a smooth, girlish ass. I spanked him and then stuck it up his ass and after I fucked him, I jerked him off. I never did find a woman who would take cock up the asshole. We can give it a try and if it hurts you, I'll stop."
"It won't hurt. Have you done many things with men?"
"Not many. I've spanked a few. I've had some men suck me off. I tried sucking cock a couple of times, but I just couldn't do it."
"I'd love to watch you fucking a man up the ass and then pulling him off."
"I'll bring a nice young man home some day and put on a show for you. Would you like to spank him before I fuck him up the ass?"
"I guess so. Maybe I could pull him off while you fuck his asshole. Oh Daddy, we're going to do so many things and they'll all be so exciting."
He heard her sigh as he opened his mouth wide and began sucking a breast. He rolled the hard nipple between his lips and made her moan with passion, then he filled his mouth with breast and sucked lovingly. For a long time, the room was in silence as he sucked and fondled both breasts, then his penis began to stiffen again and as she felt it in her hand, Cindy gave a little squeal of delight at the prospect of taking it in her vagina for a second time.
"Mmmmm, that was delicious, darling," Frank said as he released the breast and stared at the wet, hard nipple. "I want to suck something else now though, your sweet hot cunt. Lie back and open your pretty crotch wide for me, darling."
"Oh Daddy, let me wash it out first. I want my cunt to be fresh for you.. "
"Your cunt will always be fresh, darling. By now, that juice I shot up your cunt will have taken on the flavor of a beautiful young cunt. I'll suck it all out and lick your bud and make you have another big come. After that, I'll slowly work my cock into your tight little slit and fuck you again."
"Oooohhhhh, Daddy," she sighed as she lay back, then as her father stared, she raised her legs back over her body to open her crotch for him.
He stared, licking his lips at the sight of the lovely, wet looking pink vulva and, below it, the portions of nether cheeks which still glowed warmly from the spanking. She lay sighing warmly as he got into position and then Frank began the promised sucking and lapping. She moaned all the way through and then she was crying out loudly as his tongue triggered a magnificent orgasm.
Frank waited until it was over, then he had her go down on her hands and knees, her lovely behind beautifully arched. Kneeling behind her, he played with the lush cheeks and then slowly, gently worked his penis into the tight but very well lubricated slit, feeding it to her in short strokes until it was totally buried inside her and they were both sighing and panting. Holding her by the hips, he began riding with long slow strokes which delighted both father and daughter.
"Ooh Daddy," Cindy panted, "you're spanking my ass with your tummy while you fuck my cunt. It's really yummy, Daddy. I love fucking this way."
"So do I, baby," he told her, then paused in the stroking to use an open hand to give her a smack on each buttock. With each smack she gave a little yelp of glee and he felt her very tight vagina strangling his penis as it soaked in her hot, wet slit.
"Oh Daddy, you can fuck me and spank me at the same time. Do it, Daddy, do it. It's so exciting. Spank my ass and fuck my cunt."
Her daddy did as she asked and as the riding went on, her buttocks and hips took on a fresh red glow and the tingle kept making her more and more aroused until, finally, after she had climaxed twice, he gave her brisk shower of spanks, pulled her tightly back against him and then he was grunting loudly as he fired another strong charge into her hotly sucking depths.
That night, they slept together in the wide double bed he had shared with his wife for some years. With Cindy, sleeping beside him, the bed didn't seem so wide and when they woke and began playing again, the bed wasn't a bit too big for them.
Later that day, Cindy played the dominant role for the first time and she loved it as she took a sobbing man for a ride across her lap while she colored his behind with first her hand, then the wooden back of a hairbrush. After that, Frank groveled and pleaded while she striped his rump with a doubled leather belt until he used his mouth to serve her crotch and the little pink aperture between her buttocks in a manner which delighted the two of them.
They found many other delights and are still doing so. Father and daughter are beautifully matched as lovers, they know all the things that thrill each other and have found a complete relationship, and yet, from time to time, the pair find extra kicks by bringing someone home to add to the fun.
Sometimes, Frank brings along a homosexual or bisexual male who understands and enjoys the corporal punishment act. At other times, Cindy invites a beautiful lesbian to spend a night or a weekend with them as they expand their activities and double their fun.
Cindy has absolutely rejected marriage as a possibility. She is aware that because of their differences in age, Frank may be taken away from her while she is still in her prime, but she is prepared to cope with that, should it happen.
They are gradually developing a widening circle of friends who share their interests so she knows that, no matter what, she will never be left without a partner to play the kind of games she loves and needs in order to make her life complete.
I have met many couples who consider corporal punishment a vital part of sexuality, but on the basis of what they have let me see from their photograph albums and live demonstrations and tapes, I have never met a couple who have achieved such variety.
And yet, even after all this time, they insist that sexual exploration is just beginning for them and that the future will be a long, exciting road through new variations, new games, new partners and a life of pleasure that few, if any, have achieved.
True, what they are doing is against the law on many counts, but they don't seem to be concerned with that and I can't say I blame them. There are some areas, after all, where the law has no business to intrude let them prosecute criminals and leave lovers alone.
CASE HISTORY FIVE
Katie had endured a miserable evening and, with her two-year-old child asleep for the night, had decided to get away from her troubled thoughts by means of early bed and a pill, one that would guarantee her hours of escape in sleep.
At thirty-eight, she was very attractive, although less than stunningly beautiful. She had been divorced for almost a year and still hadn't managed to adjust to her new life as a woman alone with a small child.
Money wasn't the problem, she had a nice income and she didn't want for anything reasonable that money could buy but there were other areas where she was impoverished. The most important of these was sex and a hunger which had become too frequent a visitor.
Until quite recently, Katie had been quite an active sexual partner. Before marriage, she had dabbled in lesbian sex and enjoyed it. Through two years with her man, she had enjoyed a lusty sexual life, but that ended when he decided that marriage had been a mistake for him and he had to get out of it.
After that, Katie had sought consolation with lesbians she picked up in bars and clubs designed for that purpose.
It had worked for a while as she enjoyed a few totally physical lesbian experiences with a different partner every time, but before long, that had paled. The sex was not bad at all, but she needed something warmer than quick romps in the sack with strangers.
She had a couple of casual affairs with men, but there too there were problems. Katie could find men who were all for jumping into bed with her, but a woman with a child was not the ideal partner for any long term arrangement and she knew that.
Somewhere, there was someone who would be right, Katie knew, but to that point, she had no idea what she should be looking for, what she really wanted.
As she undressed, sitting on the edge of her bed, eyes looked appreciatively at her, the eyes of tiger, her dog.
"Well, Tiger," she said with a small grin, "I see that you still love me. You're not going to leave me, are you?"
At once the dog got up and walked to her. He came all the way to her, pushing his snout between her thighs as though trying to move them apart. That puzzled her. Tiger was three years old and had never previously done anything like that. A puzzled frown came over her face as the animal persisted in an effort to get his snout into her crotch.
"Whatever do you want. Tiger?" she asked and allowed long, shapely legs to move apart, then the dog's snout went right to her crotch. She felt him licking the crotch of her panties as though he knew exactly what he wanted. Even through her sheer nylon panties she felt the licking tongue and it made her feel suddenly excited.
Over the years, Katie had enjoyed having her crotch being ministered to in that way by both males and females, but never had she found a dog with such interests and yet it was obvious that the beast wanted to lap her and after the initial shock, a sudden flare of arousal gripped her.
"What's this all about, Tiger?" she asked. "Do you lick? Do you really want to eat my cunt, you naughty little animal?" she asked and patted his head as she felt passion flare hotly.
When the dog persisted, so did arousal and she felt wild, overpowering excitement as she raised her bottom from the bed, then hurriedly pushed her panties down and stepped out of them.
"Here, Tiger, here," she panted as she sat with knees wide apart, allowing free access to her crotch. "Want to lick cunt, you horny dog? Come and get it. It's nice and warm right now."
But the dog hadn't waited for the invitation and even as she spoke to him, he hurried his snout into her crotch. When she felt the first touch of the cold snout, she flinched, but then she felt his tongue on her vulva, licking and then Katie wasn't flinching at all. The animal really knew how to lick.
"Oh Jesus, baby, you do know how to lick a cunt. Christ, what a tongue. Oohhh, that feels yummy, baby. Here, hold it until I get my twat open for you," she said, her hand shaking into her crotch to part the lips and let him get at her slit.
At once, the animal got his tongue into her slit and she moaned as she felt him licking there, making her tremble with passion. It was thrillingly obvious that the animal knew how to lap, that someone had taught him to lick so excitingly, so beautifully.
Moving a little, patting the animal as she urged him on, Katie achieved her goal as she felt his tongue licking nicely on her clitoris. It was nicely rough and he licked with such enjoyment that Katie heard herself moaning as she sensed that the dog would keep licking until she climaxed and that it was going to be a sensational orgasm. That was for sure, she knew, as she felt her whole body building for the big event. As he lapped greedily, she moaned and trembled and then orgasm came, so strong and exciting and beautiful she couldn't believe it.
Katie stifled her cries for fear of waking the baby. As the tongue licked again over her sensitized clit, she felt an almost agonizing sensation and had to push the animal away or she knew she would scream. Throwing herself back on the bed, she jerked through a fantastic orgasm and then sat up sighing as her whole body seemed to glow. She saw the dog lying down near the bed, licking his chops, obviously enjoying the taste he found there.
Calling him back to her, she patted the dog as she spoke to him, praising him and promising him that she would let him perform his new act often in future. As the tingling passed, Katie decided that right then would be a good time to let him do some more lapping and as she parted her legs for him, back he came with the same eagerness, his tongue making magic, her sensitized clitoris responding to the lapping until once more she was jerking and panting in magnificent orgasm on the bed.
After the thrill of the second orgasm had passed, Katie, her body seeming to float, lay on the bed and tried to think. The dog lapped too beautifully for it to be an accident. She knew he had to have been trained, but that wasn't possible at all. Except for Barb, the fifteen-year-old who baby sat from time to time, nobody else had access to the dog. And at that moment, she had the answer, shocking as it was. It had to be the pretty, innocent-looking little girl who had taught Tiger how to lap a woman, how to lick her all the way to orgasm and to do it on demand.
No matter how she tried, Katie couldn't find any answer, none except that innocent young Barb had trained him to lick. After that, she realized that the girl and the dog had become very close. She recalled that when Barb visited, Tiger stayed close to her, looked adoringly at the girl and then Katie felt positive as she remembered that lately, Barb had looked just a bit nervous as she pushed the dog away when he tried to get too close. As she confirmed her thoughts, a strange look came over Katie's face.
There could be no doubt that Barb had trained the dog and, that being the case, then she was a very sexy and adventurous girl. If she liked having her vagina licked by a dog, then it seemed only logical that she would be interested in having the same thing done by a woman, a woman like Katie. From there, it would be only one short step to having the girl go down on her.
Once before, Katie had lured a girl into bed. One night, after a party, Katie had driven a girl home. On the way, they had stopped for a drink at the girl's apartment and after just a little preliminary talk and action, Katie peeled the panties off the girl, went down on her and gave her a lovely lapping.
That one had been eighteen, but her youth had made it the most exciting lesbian experience Katie had ever known. With a girl of fifteen, she reasoned, it should be even more so. The thought persisted and Katie vowed that she would find out just how exciting it could be the following evening.
Katie called the girl the following afternoon and as they talked, she felt arousal building. Barb arrived shortly before seven and after admitting her, Katie told her that her evening plans had changed and she wouldn't be going out after all. It didn't surprise her that Barb looked disappointed. After all, Katie thought, if I'd planned on having my cunt lapped and the plan fell apart, I'd be disappointed too. When she invited the girl to stay for the evening anyway, Barb accepted. Katie knew Barb was unhappy at home and delighted to get away.
Katie sipped a drink as they chatted and it wasn't long until they were talking about sex. Barb told how boys upset her, how they were so rough and grabby, how they wanted only one thing and didn't care what the girl wanted. Katie heard it all and felt her excitement mount. If Barb wasn't already a lesbian, she was an excellent candidate for admission to the club and before the night was over, she was going to be offered membership.
To pave the way for her attempted seduction of the girl, Katie told how she felt much the same about men and how after her years of experience, she had found that there were better forms of sexual pleasures than males could offer. Barb asked what she meant and, lowering her tone to a whisper, moving a little closer to the girl, Katie admitted, sounding shy, that a few times she had experimented with sex with a female as a partner rather than a male.
"Ooh, Katie, I'd never have guessed that about you," the girl said with surprise but not, Katie observed, any degree of shock. "Was it good? Did you like it?"
"To tell the truth, Barb, I liked it a lot. I never really turned my back on the straight life, but I have to confess that each time I found myself in an intimate situation with a female, I loved it. It was always so sensitive, so gentle. We'd sit and chat, then we'd both feel a warmth building, we'd touch and then kiss and gradually warm up. Our touches would become more and more intimate, we'd stroke thighs, caress breasts and shoulders, our clothes would seem to fall away a little at a time and then, as though without any planning, we'd be making love, gently and sweetly, making each other feel so good, giving and getting all the affection and tenderness that only women can really know about."
"You make it sound very beautiful, Katie," Barb said, her voice sounding small and more than a little excited.
"Have you ever tried it with a girl, dear?" Katie asked.
"No. There was a woman once, just a few months ago. She touched my breasts through my blouse, she talked nice and she was beginning to get me turned on, but then she jerked up her dress. She had no panties on. She showed me her crotch, all hairy and wanted me to suck her...you know. I got scared and almost ran. I was crying."
"She was a fool, dear. She was acting like a man.
Some men can't even begin to get a woman turned on before they let that cock out and think it's going to work some kind of magic. I guess she was that kind of a woman, a bloody fool. I hope the experience wasn't so shocking that it turned you off for good."
"I...I don't think so, Katie. I mean, I'm not scared with you. I'm just surprised. I never would have guessed that you were, you know, that way."
"I wouldn't call myself a lesbian, if that's what you mean, dear. I guess I'm really exploring, trying to find out what it is I want to do. Something happened last night that gave me a push, I guess."
"What was that? Do you mind telling me? I don't mean to be nosey."
"I don't mind, dear. I was sitting on my bed, getting undressed. Tiger came to me and began sniffing and licking in my crotch. I was about to chase him away, but then what he was doing turned me on, I mean really turned me on. I got out of my panties, opened my crotch and he gave me a cunt lapping that was right out of this world. It was so good that I had him do it again and he licked me until I almost went out of my mind. Does that shock you, dear?" Katie asked as she put an arm around the girl and felt the firmness and warmth of the young body.
"No, oh no. It sounds so exciting. Imagine a dog knowing how to lap a woman like that. Ooh, Katie, I'm getting warm all over."
"So am I, dear and I like the feeling," Katie told her and moved her hand up a little until it was gently cupping a breast that felt excitingly firm.
"You feel so good, dear. Your body feels so beautifully firm and I can see you're a warm person."
"I'm sure warm now, Katie," the girl said with a little nervous grin. "I guess warm isn't the word for it."
"I guess I got us both heated up with that story of how my dog licked my cunt. Just thinking about it makes me feel hot and tingly in my crotch. I have a hunch you feel tingly around the pussy too, don't you?" Katie asked and put her other hand on the girl's thigh, just above her knee.
"Yes," Barb replied, barely managing to get the word out.
"Well, there are lots of nice things we can do about that, dear. God, your thigh feels lovely. So firm, nice and smooth and warm. You don't mind this, do you, dear?" Katie asked, moving the hand a little higher, her other hand fondling the girl's breast. "Tell the truth, doesn't it feel nice, with someone you like and trust?"
"Yes," Barb answered and Katie felt a thigh press firmly against her thigh.
"Mmmmmm, you're so nice, Barb," Katie whispered, her lips close to the girl's ear. "You make me feel so warm and sexy, so loving. I want to eat you up, but so gently, just with my lips and my tongue," Katie whispered and drew the girl closer, kissing and licking her throat and neck and behind her ear.
"Ooh, Katie, I feel so strange," Barb told her, her voice breaking, telling the woman how aroused she was becoming.
"I understand, dear. I feel that way too. It can be so nice a feeling if we allow it to build without rushing it. I never realized how much you mean to me, how much you can excite me, darling. I'm even more excited now than I was when the dog was sniffing and licking my cunt, when he had his tongue up my slit, lapping me and making me come."
Katie's hand had been moving slowly up the inner thigh of the girl and then it touched the crotch of her panties and she felt Barb trembling with passion and sensed that the seduction was well underway and that nothing could possibly stop it then.
"Mmmmmm, your little pussy feels so soft and warm, dear. It makes me so deliciously horny to have my hand where it's comfy and soft and hot and sexy. Lean right back on me, that's nice, yes dear, just like that, mmmm," Katie whispered and then one hand was gently, warmly stroking the crotch of Barb's panties, the other hand unbuttoning the front of her blouse. Barb wore a plain white bra and the cups bulged nicely with firm breasts, the partial sight of which almost caused Katie to drool as she anticipated fondling and sucking them after she removed a bra, freeing them to be captured by her hands and her hungry mouth.
With help from the girl, she got the blouse out of the way and then Barb's bra was open and the cups pushed up under her chin, her lush young breasts jutting boldly, soft pink nipples looking so exciting on firm white mounds.
"Ooh darling," Katie whispered hotly as she fondled one of the breasts while her other hand kept working in the crotch of the girl, "what luscious titties you have. I just have to let my lips feel them, I must kiss those beautiful little nipples."
There was not even a hint of protest from the girl as Katie bent over her, licked a nipple, then, while her other hand moved hotly in the warmth of the open crotch, she pulled a hard nipple between her lips and made it harder and longer as she sucked and licked it while Barb just moaned in passion and gave her lovely, eager young body in delicious surrender to the gentle woman.
Katie lovingly sucked one breast, then the other and as she moved her mouth up a little, she felt a hand reaching for her breasts.
"Yes, darling, yes, I'll take my tits out for you. Play with my tits, darling and I'll give them to you to be sucked. Oh God, how you turn me on, you beautiful little darling. My body is just hungering for you. We'll play and then I'll be your trained dog and I'll lick your tender little cunt and you'll have such a lovely come," Katie told the girl as hands worked quickly and then she was naked to the waist, her naked breasts looking full and ripe and smooth as they dangled just above Barb's face.
"Here, darling, here," Katie sighed as she lowered a big breast and then the tip was inside Barb's mouth, being warmly, wetly sucked. "Ooohhhhh, that's lovely, darling," Katie told the girl as she resumed rubbing the warm young crotch. "How I love the way you suck my tit, the way you fondle it. Yes, my darling, love my tits and then I'll peel your panties off and I'll love all of your lovely body and especially your tender, tasty little cunt. I'll suck and lick your honey juice until you come and come and come."
Barb seemed to be saying something, but Katie wasn't able to hear a word as the eager girl held a big breast with gentle, trembling hands while she sucked more and more of the orb into her mouth, causing the woman to moan with passion.
And then Katie took the breast away from the girl and she hurriedly pushed her own clothes off until she was naked, then Barb was sighing and panting as Katie stripped her lovely body.
"How beautiful you are, darling," Katie whispered and she dropped to her knees beside the couch, both hands moving on an excitingly naked body. "Your lovely body is so delicious. My mouth will make such gentle love to you, darling. I want you, all of you. I'll make such love to you with my mouth and I'll give you so many beautiful comes," she panted as she raised an eager pair of firm young legs back over the girl's body and as the legs parted wide, Katie stared at the virginal vulva, warm and soft and tempting.
Katie heard breath tearing from her throat, heard moaning from the girl and then with a little cry of passion, she moved in, her open mouth closing gently over the tender pink organ.
While Barb panted and sighed and moaned, Katie went on to give her a magnificent sucking and licking, sending her tongue deep into the narrow slit, licking and tasting the warm juice, sucking greedily, her gentle hands holding and rubbing on silk skin of buttocks and thighs and hips as though she would do an impossibility by pulling the lovely young girl's entire body into her warmly, wetly sucking mouth.
Katie heard the whimpering and then the louder cries of passion which told her that orgasm was getting closer. With that, she curled her tongue around the hard little clitoris, licked hotly while her open mouth mashed in the warm crotch, then Barb was crying out, her sweating body jerking in wild, totally abandoned climax, her cries making erotic music, her legs kicking as her warm, wet vulva rubbed back on the woman, smearing her face with tasty juices, making it wet and warm, excitingly sticky as it pressed firmly between satiny thighs.
When Barb came out of the orgasm it was as though after a long trip, she had returned and found herself lying in the warm embrace of the woman who had conducted the tour. A low sigh drifted from Barb's throat and then her eyes opened and shone like beautiful, wet blue jewels.
"I guess it was a rather nice sort of a come, darling," Katie said, teasingly, smiling down at the girl.
"Oh, it was much more than that. It was more than just a come. It was something that involved the whole world. My cunt feels so tingly and so does all the rest of me as well."
"That's the way it should be, darling. Just relax now. In a minute, I'm going to invade your sweet crotch and bring you all the way again with my mouth and my tongue. You have such a darling little cunt, so juicy and tasty."
"Oh Katie, it was too good. I don't think I could take another come like that."
"Sure you can, darling. Your sweet little cunt will love it. It will explode again while I suck and lick up your hot honey and make your hard little clit all tingly and sensitive."
"But don't you want me to do it to you, Katie? I can see it, you really need a nice come yourself."
"Yes darling, I'd love to feel your face in my crotch, but I want to wait for it. I'm so horny, but I love the waiting."
"Are you sure, Katie?"
"I'm sure, dear. You're not afraid to suck my cunt, Barb?"
"Afraid nothing. I never did it before, but I'm dying to."
"Well, we can't have you dying, darling. Here, put a gentle hand in my crotch. Stroke my horny cunt and let it know that you will be lapping it in a little while. Mmmmmm, that feels so good," Katie told the girl as the hand hurried to her vulva and stroked. "You have such a gentle touch, my darling. Soon, I'll know nicer touches when your lips are on my pussy and your tongue licks like a live thing inside my cunt where I'm all hot and juicy and horny. I'm glad you're not afraid. What a lovely partner you are, dear."
"Ooh, Katie, this is the first cunt I ever touched. It's so soft and warm and nice. I want to suck it, Katie. I want to get my mouth on it and suck it the way you sucked mine. Let me do it now, Katie. Please let me suck and lick and eat your soft cunt."
"Yes, darling, a little later. Open your crotch wide, dear. I'm going to bring my mouth back to your cunt and eat you again."
As Katie moved them on the couch, she watched the girl's pretty legs move apart, looked down into the wet crotch, saw the tender pink lips and felt her heart pounding. Her right hand rubbed down over the gently rounded tummy, paused for a few seconds on the firm little mons veneris to feel silk hair, then it moved gently down into the warmth of the open crotch.
"Oooohhhhhh," Barb moaned softly as the hand stroked and then she cried out a little more loudly as gentle fingertips parted soft, moist lips and a finger moved slowly, gently in and out of her slit. "Ooh, Katie, you're fucking me with your finger and it feels so good. Oh Katie, it won't take me long. I'll come quickly and then you'll let me suck your nice cunt."
"Yes, darling, yes," Katie told her as she slowly pulled the finger out, brought it to her mouth and sucked on it, the girl staring, trembling, then Katie licked her lips, lowered her face and then it was pressed warmly into the moist crotch of her panting partner and she was sucking and licking again.
As before, Katie mouthed the tender organ with a gentle, loving pressure and as the feast went on, Barb's sounds grew, filling the room with her erotic music while mouth and tongue worked beautiful magic in her crotch until she cried out with ecstasy as orgasm came to call again.
Later, as Katie lay back, sighing warmly, her knees bent up and wide apart, Barb lay with her face on a silken thigh as she stared lovingly at the soft lips she stroked gently with the tips of her fingers.
"I can't believe it, Katie," she said with a warm sigh. "I'm really going to suck a cunt. I'm going to suck your cunt and lick it and get my tongue right inside your slit. Oh yes, I'm going to fuck your beautiful cunt with my tongue, Katie."
Katie was dying to have the girl do it instead of wasting time talking about it, but she said nothing, she just lay with her crotch wide open, her naked behind rubbing subtly over the couch and then the girl was ready. Katie gasped as she felt a wave of warm, moist breath in her crotch, then there was a hot little mouth on her vulva, kissing and sucking while two hands explored Katie's mature body, the touch of each finger a kiss, though not as thrilling a kiss as the one her mouth gave while it moved wetly over Katie's tingling vulva.
It was hard for Katie to believe that a girl could perform the act so beautifully on her first try, but it was happening and she had to believe it as she felt the young tongue lick a path into her slit and drive her wild with passion as it went on an exploration of her vagina while the gentle hands rubbed. Katie couldn't see that as the girl lapped her, she rubbed her thighs hotly together, adding to her wild arousal and then the sounds of orgasm filled the room again as Katie's naked body began jerking in orgasm, her scissoring thighs rubbing the girl's face, giving her the most thrilling facial she had ever known and triggering new waves of all consuming arousal.
Two naked bodies writhed in erotic unison on the couch as the room as filled with sound and then Katie opened her eyes and smiled as she looked at the sweating, panting girl whose face was contorted with passion as she fingered herself at a furious pace until she was gasping in orgasm again and then she collapsed on top of Katie's warm, wet body and then the woman and girl rested, only their warm sighs making it known that they were still awake.
Later, Katie held Barb as she told her in whispers what she had guessed about how the dog had learned to lick vagina. For a moment, the girl looked shocked, then she grinned with girlish innocence and they both laughed and went on to agree that having the lapping done by a dog was a nice novelty and that they would make sure he didn't forget his sex training.
Barb gave a little squeal of delight when Katie went to get the dog. He hurried into the room, wagging his tail and then he went to work, first in Barb's crotch, while two warm hands fondled her breasts, then it was Katie's turn to enjoy a dog lapping while Barb fondled and sucked her firm breasts.
Later, after the dog had been sent away to rest his well used tongue, Katie told Barb of her plan to get another dog, a bigger one with a big penis who could be trained to perform other sexual tasks.
"Oh Katie," Barb asked, excitedly, "would a dog really do it? I mean fuck a woman."
"I'm told it's not as unusual as you may think. The way I hear it, just about any dog loves to get his cock up a nice woman cunt. Think of the fun we could have that way. A well trained dog with a nice big cock would always be around to be used when we wanted him. I'd love to have a nice big dog get up on my ass and hammer a stiff cock up my cunt while you are on the scene to watch and get excited with me. If you go for the idea, I could watch while he rides your bare ass and lets you have a nice dose of dog cock up your cunt. How does that idea grab you, darling?" Katie asked as she held the trembling girl close and fondled her firm young breasts.
"It sounds great, terribly exciting, Katie, but if you don't like having men fuck you, what makes you think you'd like to have a dog get up your cunt?"
"There's all the difference in the world, darling. You see, once a man gets into your panties, he thinks he owns you and he doesn't bother trying to make it good for the woman. Now as I see it, a dog would be very appreciative and would do just what we want of him. He'd never try to take over and become the boss."
"It sounds really exciting," Barb agreed with enthusiasm. "I can just picture it now. We could have one dog lick our cunts and get us ready, then get down on all fours and have the other one do the rest. The idea of a big dog mounted on my behind, shooting an exciting cock up my cunt really makes me tremble. Are you serious? Will you really get a big dog so we can train him to fuck us?"
"That's a promise, darling. For novelty, we'll have one dog for fucking and another for cunt lapping, but mostly, we'll leave the dogs out of it and enjoy all the wonderful sexy things we can do to each other. One thing I'm sure of is that no matter how much it thrills me to have my dog lap my cunt and bring me down, I like it a lot better to see you and feel you and play with you while you go down on me and eat my cunt in your special way, you beautiful darling."
"I feel the same way, Katie," the girl agreed. "What a sex fiend you are and I'm every bit as bad as you."
"You mean every bit as good, darling. All we have to do is be careful so that your parents don't find out what we're doing. If they ever did, the shit would really hit the fan, you know."
"I know and I'll be careful. Still, wouldn't it be great," Barb told her, "if we lived somewhere else and didn't have to be so careful about my parents, if we lived together and had a chance to do whatever we wanted whenever we wanted?"
"Funny you should mention that, Barb," Katie said with an exciting grin. "I was thinking pretty much the same thing and telling myself that soon we'll be able to do something to make that dream come true."
"My God, Katie, what can we really do about it?"
"Well, before long, you'll be sixteen and free to escape. I have lots of money. We can move to another city, find jobs, have a place of our own and then we'd be totally free to do as we want. Would you be prepared to leave home and come to live with me in some city where nobody knows us or cares what we do?"
"Oh Katie, you better believe it. Are you really serious? I mean you're not just teasing me, are you?"
"I wouldn't tease you about anything as serious as that, darling," Katie told her. "Until your sixteenth birthday, I am going to insist that we be very careful. After that, both of us begin a brand new kind of life as lovers all the way in our own special way. You do want it that way, don't you?"
"Oh yes, Katie, more than I ever wanted anything. All I have to do is convince myself that all this is happening, not just a dream."
"Want proof it isn't just a dream, darling?" Katie asked with a little laugh. "Open your pretty legs. That's it, now hold it. There," she said as her hand moved into the welcome warmth of the girl's crotch and a finger slipped into a tight little slit and began stroking, "now you tell me if this is a dream. Could a dream do this to your pretty little cunt, you horny little darling?"
"I'm not sure yet, Katie. You better do it some more so I can decide," Barb teased as she opened her crotch wider and leaned back, surrendering herself joyfully to the warm woman.
"I'll make you sure of it, you sexy angel," Katie said.
"Yes...yes...yessss, make me sure of it, Katie. I'm all ready for you to make me sure. Make my cunt sure of it so my mind will get the message. Do it to me, Katie. Make me come again. My cunt is so greedy. I'm so greedy all over for it."
For a little while, Katie fondled a breast while she did exciting things in the girl's slit with a finger, then as the panting girl moaned in frustration, Katie took the finger out.
"Don't stop, Katie, don't...don't. Don't be cruel to me."
"I'm not going to be cruel, darling," Katie told the girl. "Just relax and let me position us, then you'll see that I can be anything but cruel. How would you like to suck my hot cunt while I'm eating yours?"
"Oh yes, Katie, yes," Barb panted as she allowed Katie to position their bodies on the couch so that each could get warm lips on the warmer crotch lips of the other and then they went into erotic action, their hands rubbing and squeezing as their mouths and tongues ministered in the erotic confinement of hot, moist crotches and they went on doing it until they climaxed.
While they rested after their orgasms, they talked in warm whispers about how they were going to live happily ever after. They made promises and talked of the thrills they would share, they built their fleshy castles in words and thoughts and they assured each other that nothing would ever come between them.
It could have been just a seduction, just an incident and could have ended there, but that wasn't what they wanted. The two of them are still talking about living happily ever after, seven years after that magic evening when Katie opened a whole new world to them and, having talked to them in the house they share with their three dogs, I am convinced that their plan of happily ever after will go on happening because they both work at their love and their consideration for each other.
Given the fact that they have chosen the lesbian path and that they do things with dogs which would be considered sinful, shocking, perverted and a lot of other things by many people, I can only feel warmly toward them. They have dared to do it the way they want to, the way that is right for them. They share a life of happiness that is known to very few and while our laws, our censorious arbiters of what is right and wrong would scream with outrage, I am reminded of my old friend at that Toronto den of good times, the Press Club, who, with a refreshing philosophy toward his fellow man/woman is wont to say, "if you haven't tried it, don't knock it."
My Press Club philosopher friend hasn't met Katie and Barb, but I am convinced that if he did, he would like them. Come to think of it, if he didn't, it wouldn't matter to them, they are much too busy being happy to give a damn.
CASE HISTORY SIX
"Hold it, Walt, shhh," Thelma whispered to her husband as she pointed beyond the bush in front of where they stood. "I don't think you'll want to miss this."
One look told Walt she was right. Two girls paused by the path on which they had been walking, looked around, saw no one, then began unfastening their jeans. As Walt stared intently, sexual arousal flaring, the girls pushed down the jeans and panties they wore and he enjoyed a sight of a pair of smooth young bottoms, then the girls squatted to urinate.
Knowing how aroused her husband was, Thelma ran a hand over the front of his pants and felt the bulge of his penis rising in erection as husband and wife stared at the girls. Their business finished, the girls unhurriedly stood, then, unaware that they were being watched, pulled up their panties, reached for their fallen jeans and raised them into place and then moved along the path while the man and woman watched and maintained their excited silence until the girls passed along the path, out of sight and hearing.
"What a couple of sweet little asses," Walt observed and his voice registered excitement as his wife unzipped his fly.
"Wouldn't it be nice to have them in a bedroom and lower those little panties for fun and games?" Thelma asked and her hand was gentle as she took Walt's stiff penis out.
"If you're thinking what I'm thinking, darling," he told her as she fondled his penis while he reached under her skirt, "I'd say it's pretty damn risky but worth a try. I wonder if they're both virgins.
"I'd bet money that Pam is," his wife told him. "Marion is a pretty good bet for virginity too. Those pretty behinds really turned me on, dear. You're not getting out of my grip until I've softened this long, stiff prick for you. We could pretend I'm one of the girls and you're taking advantage of a pretty little virgin."
"I like that, little girl, but for an innocent virgin to have such hot panties is a bit unusual, isn't it?" he asked.
"Not at all, big man," Thelma told him as he held a firm buttock with one hand while the other rubbed in her crotch to add to the heat he found there. "Little girls think about it a lot and get very horny. They're just afraid to find out if it's really as exciting as they think it's going to be."
"Are you afraid, little girl?" he asked and his hand pressed firmly on the soft vulva he felt through the warm nylon of her panties.
"Yes. I'm Pam and I'm just fourteen and a virgin."
"You don't have to be afraid of me, Pam," Walt said, playing the game with his wife. "I wouldn't hurt you, my dear. I just want to show you some exciting things about sex and playing and like that."
"But your prick is so long. It scares me. My pussy is so small and tight and I still have my cherry. If you put that big, hard cock in my little cunt, I'd get a baby, wouldn't I?"
"Not if we were careful, little Pam," Walt said, his voice exciting. "Besides, we don't have to put it inside your little cunt. There are other places girls take cock so they won't get knocked up."
"Are there? Where?'
"Well, some girls like to take a stiff prick up that little hole between the cheeks of the ass. Others really enjoy sucking on a stiff cock and drinking the nice cream it shoots. Don't tell me you've never sucked a guy off?"
"No I never did. One boy took his dick out for me. He wanted me to play with it but I was scared."
"You needn't be scared, Pam," he whispered and moved the hand more firmly in the warmth of her crotch. Let me take your little panties down so I can kiss your pretty ass and your tender little cunt. You'll love having your cunt kissed."
Playing the little girl role, Thelma protested mildly when Walt began to lower her panties, then he was kneeling and as he fondled and kissed her smooth buttocks, her protest softened.
"Oh, nobody ever kissed my ass before," she told him while he kissed and licked both cheeks and the valley between as firm hands held her hips gently. "It feels nice."
"I can show you things that feel even nicer, dear, a whole lot nicer, sexier. Just liek back on the grass and I'll let you see how sexy it feels to have your pretty little cunt kissed."
They were both caught up in their game and Thelma made him struggle a little before he got her panties off and parted long, shapely legs wide so that he could see the pink target that his mouth was aiming for.
"What a pretty little cunt you have, dear," Walt told her and then he was stroking it lightly. "Let me show you what a thrill it is to have your cunt kissed by a gentle man. There now, Pam, just relax...that's it...I'm only going to kiss it...yes, baby, yes...Feel how gentle my mouth is on your cunt while I kiss it and lick it like this."
His mouth touched her vulva and her body jerked. For just a little while, she was the frightened virgin, but then as Walt sucked and licked, she surrendered and her wet vulva rubbed the invading face, smearing it with juice. He worked his tongue up her slit and made her moan, then he went on lapping until moans turned to gasps and grunts and then she was climaxing, her behind jerking upward, her crotch smearing his face with sticky juices.
"There now, baby," he panted, "you've had your come and that means it's my turn now. I have to do something with this prick," he told her. "See how hard it is and how it's twitching. I have to stick it in a nice little hole and let it shoot its charge off."
"But I'm a virgin. Please don't stick that big cock into my little cunt."
They played their game a little longer and then Thelma knelt on all fours, her skirt tossed high over her back, her big round behind enticingly arched, her knees spread well apart. Walt took a minute to admire the sight of his wife kneeling expectantly and then he was kneeling behind her, his penis throbbing in her warm, wide open crotch, his hands rubbing over her smooth hips.
His right hand moved between them to close around his penis, he guided it into her crotch and rubbed the head on her warm, wet vulva and then he pushed it in slowly until it was buried in her. He allowed it to soak there as he pressed against her behind with his organ throbbing inside her, then he gave her a dozen long and very slow strokes. When he pulled his penis out, it shone with a film of her moisture.
"All right, my pretty little virgin Pam," he told her and as he did, he rubbed the head of his member in the crack of her warm behind, "I won't take your cherry this time. Instead, I'll slide my cock up your tight little pink ass hole and ass fuck you until I shoot my charge and give you a nice creamy enema. Here it is, baby," he panted as he pushed the head of his penis to her anus and pressed it lightly where he knew she loved feeling it. "My nice long cock is going to slide right up your poop chute, baby. Take it, Pam...take it," he panted and she grunted as the organ pushed up inside her and she felt the head stretching her.
"Oh Walt, your cock is so big. It makes my ass hole open, open so wide. It makes it stretch," she told him, her voice an exciting whisper, husky and rough with passion. "You can't push all that cock up my little girl asshole, can you? I'm so small and tight."
"You'll see, Pam, you'll see how much cock your tight pink hole can take. Brace yourself for it. I'll ram it to you now," Walt told her and then he was jabbing, forcing his penis up the tight aperture until it was buried and he pulled her against him as he groaned in ecstasy.
"Oh Christ, Walt, your cock is so long, so hard. It sticks so far up my ass. I think I can feel it between my tits. Drive it, Walt...Drive that sweet cock up my asshole...Fuck me silly."
"I'll fuck you, baby," he told her as he began riding those big white cheeks. "Listen to my belly spanking your ass while I bugger you, baby...Take it, baby...take it...take it up the ass."
He gave it and she took it and then her behind was squirming back against him as he fired his charge into her, shooting until he was drained and felt deliciously weak.
After that, they sat on the grass, talking. Thelma's panties were in his pocket and he had a hand in her crotch. They talked of how they had been wise enough to see that their marriage had been going stale and how they had revived it when they began experimenting with other couples.
In going to the cottage for the summer, they had planned on a period of consolidation, of using what they had learned with others in an exciting second honeymoon.
"No regrets, darling?" he asked as he gently stroked an excitingly moist vulva.
"None in the world, dearest," Thelma assured him. "The exciting life we have now is better than when we first married. Our gamble on swinging really worked for us. Every day now, I feel as sexy, as horny as a teenager. I'm always excited now."
"That's how I feel too, baby. I wonder how many old folks like us could have enjoyed that session we just had."
Since he was just forty-six and his wife forty one, they hardly qualified as old folks, yet after twenty years of marriage, they had found a thrilling relationship and were looking ahead to more exciting things to come.
"I remember that first experience," Thelma told him with a sigh. "When I watched you fucking Alice, I felt a little bit jealous, almost angry, but then when Morris was fucking me and you and Alice were watching, I saw pure lust in your eyes and I loved it. I knew then we had made the right move."
"I know just how you feel, darling and I hope we'll keep it that way, without jealousy."
"I'm sure of it, darling," Thelma told him. "When I watch you sucking a woman's tits and cunt, fucking her, see her eating your cock, it's as if it was happening to me. I love it and of course I know you love watching the man doing it to me just as much."
"Right. Now about those little girls. Are we agreed that we try to lure them into bed and seduce them?"
"Oh yes, Walt. We have to. Think of the education we can give those little darlings."
"And of the fun we can have doing it," he added. "I think those tender young cunts are going to be very tasty."
"So do I. God, how I've changed, dear. Five years ago I would have been shocked if anyone had suggested that I'd enjoy sucking a cunt."
"We've both changed dear and it's all been for the better," Walt told his wife. "Are you going to enjoy watching me curl my tongue up those little pink assholes?"
"You know I am and I'll enjoy it even more when I watch you work that long cock up their asses and cunts. I'm glad your rod is long and slim. Thick cocks stretch my asshole too much. I'm so anxious to seduce those little cuties. We'll turn them into real sex maniacs. No boy will ever be able to satisfy them the way we're going to train them. Is it agreed that I get things started?"
"Of course. There's a danger that I could scare them if I made the first move. Besides, you're already making pretty good progress with them."
"Yes, especially with Pam. She loves to talk about sex. I don't think Marion will give us much trouble either, once we get Pam seduced and as horny as I think she's going to be."
"Then we may as well get back and get started," Walt said. "Besides, I could use a tall gin and tonic."
"Me too, but how about fingering me to a nice come before we leave?"
"Of course, angel, but since I want a drink anyway, what say I give you a tongue job instead?"
"Mmmmmm, you have such lovely ideas, darling," Thelma said as she lay back on the grass, her crotch open wide. "I think I'll pretend you're Pam eating my cunt for the first time and that should really turn me on. Come on, little Pam. Put your mouth right on my horny cunt and suck. Get your tongue up my slit and make me come."
Walt did as she wanted, his hands rubbing her thighs and tummy as he lapped her until she climaxed beautifully. After a brief rest, they walked back to their cottage hand in hand, laughing in shared excitement, both thinking of the joy there would be in seducing two pretty little girls and training the two in the erotic arts of adult sexuality.
They stopped off at the general store on the way back to the cottage and found Pam there with a group of young people. She was delighted to go to the cottage with them to earn more money washing dishes and cleaning up. The deal they had made on arrival at the cottage worked well for all concerned since it relieved Thelma of household chores and would provide Pam with a nice chunk of money to take back to the city after her vacation.
At the cottage, Walt made drinks for himself and Thelma, then took his outside where he lay on a lounge beside the dock so that his wife would be free to got to work on Pam.
"You really look happy this afternoon," Pam said as she began gathering up dishes in the kitchen. "Of course you always do, the two of you. I don't know any adults who get along the way you and your husband do."
"Sex is the answer to everything, dear," Thelma said and patted the girl's plump bottom. "It sure was out there in the woods this afternoon, she added with a tinkling laugh, "thanks to you and Marion?"
"What do you mean?' the girl asked, puzzled. "What did we have to do with it?"
"Well, when Walt and I went out, all we had in mind was a little walk in the woods. We were stopped for a rest when you and Marion walked along the path. Remember when you both had a pee?"
"Yes," Pam replied, a trifle nervously.
"Well, Walt and I were just behind a bush. You both had your backs turned to us when you took down your jeans and your panties and then squatted. What a lovely little ass you have. Just one look at it and Walt's cock got hard as a rock. After you finished, I kind of lost my panties," Thelma told her with a little giggle, then flipped her skirt up to show that she was wearing no panties.
"You mean you did it out there in the bushes?" Pam asked.
"We didn't just do it, we did everything. I felt how hard his cock was while we watched you peeing and he was drooling at the sight of your beautiful ass. To tell the truth, so was I."
"Do you dig girls?" Pam asked, surprised.
"I dig sex, honey. I dig it all. I could tell you about some things we've done that would curl your hair and make smoke come out of your pussy."
"Oh Thelma, you're so sexy, so exciting. So he took your panties off and stuck it in you?"
"That and a whole lot more. He sucked my tits and sucked my cunt. I sucked on his cock for a while, then he slipped it up my cunt to get it nice and juicy and then I got down on all fours and he slipped his cock up my ass. He gave me a lovely ass fucking and then before we left, he went down on me again and sucked and licked my cunt until I had another come. What a session we had. My cunt is still feeling raw and tingly."
Observing how excited the girl was, Thelma went on talking to her, describing various sexual acts in erotic detail, making the young virgin more excited by the minute.
"I don't know about you, honey," Thelma said and winked as she put a hand under her skirt and rubbed it over her warm vulva, "but all this talk is making me horny. Ooohhh, this feels good," she whispered as she began fingering herself. My twat feels all tingly and sensitive after all that fucking and sucking. I love to finger my cunt when I feel horny like this. I hope I'm not shocking you."
"N...no," the girl stammered nervously. "I never saw any woman doing that with someone watching. Do you want me to get out for a while?"
"Truth? I'd rather you stay. It's more exciting to have somebody, a friend watching," Thelma said and raised her skirt so that the girl could see the finger working in her slit. "I think my come is going to be fast. My clit feels so hard from all the work Walt did on it. It's getting close. Be a dear," she panted and rub my ass while I'm coming. I love that."
Pam paused, obviously nervous as Thelma jerked her skirt higher, then she put a hand on the woman's behind and gave it a nice rubbing. To her surprise, it was exciting to feel the big, smooth cheeks and to hear the woman panting on the verge of orgasm, then it was happening and she held the plump cheeks with both hands, squeezing as they jerked while Thelma climaxed in obvious ecstasy.
"Mmmmm, that was so nice," Thelma sighed as the last spasm passed. "Thanks for feeling my ass. That really added to it."
"You're really something, Thelma," the girl said with awe. "I never met anybody like you. You make everything seem so exciting and even beautiful."
"That's what life should be like, Pam. It can be too, for those who have courage enough to really live. Each day of our lives is a beautiful experience for Walt and me, not to mention our special friends. I hope you learn what it's all about. It would be a shame for you to waste your life, just being a wife to some dumb guy, raising a bunch of kids and ruining your figure."
Pam was hooked and Thelma saw it. They went on in the privacy of the kitchen to have a stimulating conversation, the girl becoming more and more interested, more and more eager to hear about the exciting life Thelma and her husband enjoyed in contrast to her parents and the other adults she knew. Thelma had the girl convinced that swinging sex was the answer to all of life's ills and that anyone with courage enough could enjoy what she and Walt enjoyed.
Later, Thelma was delighted with the progress she had made as the girl didn't protest at all when Thelma gently pushed her jeans and panties down, played with her firm buttocks and the, kneeling behind her, kissed and licked the pretty white cheeks. Pam, the woman knew, was on her way. It was just a matter of a little time and some patient guidance.
That evening, by arrangement, when Thelma and Walt went to their bedroom, as soon as dusk fell, Pam was crouched outside the window, screened from view by the thick shrubbery which came right to the window. The window had been raised about four inches and the blind stopped at the bottom of the window so that the girl's eyes had easy access to the room and so did her ears.
As they entered the bedroom, Walt and Thelma began to kiss and play with each other, then they got onto the bed. They talked and laughed and their clothes fell away as the two romped on the wide bed while outside, Pam felt passion talking control of her, making her heart pounding and building a fierce heat in her virginal crotch.
Walt removed his wife's bra and made sure the girl at the window had a good view as he fondled and sucked on the big breasts while Thelma sighed and moaned as he made pink nipples long and hard.
And then Thelma was naked and Walt was playing in her crotch, patting her vulva, fingering the slit and keeping the two of them constantly moving so that there was always something different and exciting for Pam to watch.
"I'm still thinking of how beautiful Pam's ass is," Walt said, loudly enough for the girl to hear, as he played with Thelma's.
"It really is a beauty, isn't it?" Thelma agreed. "If you promise not to tell, I'll let you in on a little secret. This afternoon, she let me take her jeans down and feel her pretty ass. I got to kiss it too. Christ, it's so lovely."
"Lucky you," he said as he worked a finger into her deep crack and into her anus where he worked it slowly in and out. "I'd give anything to get down on my knees to see and feel a sweet little ass like that. I'd want to get my tongue right in her crack and curl it up her pretty little pink asshole."
"I know you'd love that, darling and you'd love to suck her tasty little cunt too, but I'm not sure she's ready yet. She's quite grown up in many ways, but she is only fourteen, after all."
"True, but she's no ordinary fourteen-year-old. I have a feeling that she's ready to learn about life."
They talked some more, choosing their words carefully, setting the girl up by feeding her pride, then it was time for other things and as Walt lay on his back, after stripping bare so that Pam could see everything, Thelma knelt astride his face, he played with her vulva and buttocks for a while and then she lowered her crotch onto his face and as he sucked and licked, he played with her buttocks. When she climaxed, she threw her head back and moaned in passion while her warm crotch rubbed over his face.
They went on playing, sucking each other, giving Pam an exciting show and then they decided it was time to end their performance. Kneeling in partial profile to the window, her body perfectly positioned, Thelma had her dangling breasts well played with while her husband stroked his penis in her vagina for a while, then he took it out, paused to allow the girl to see it, then he worked it slowly up his wife's behind to finish his ride that way.
After he had climaxed, the excited audience of one noticed how his penis had shrunk and softened in his wife's rectum, and then he have her another show as he held the cheeks of Thelma's bottom apart so that she could see the pink ring he had poked so excitingly.
As she lay in her bed that night, Pam's mind reeled with an assortment of sexual images and she fingered herself until her clitoris felt raw and her arm was tired. She sensed that life was just beginning to open up for her and that with Thelma and her husband, she was going to learn all about sex and pleasure, things she had never even dreamed of until then.
When Pam arrived at the cottage the next afternoon, Thelma and Walt were more than eager, wait was wearing only trunks as he greeted the girl and she saw a bulge in the front of them to remind her of what she had seen the night before.
They chatted rather easily, considering that there was some tension in the air, then Walt decided to get things going.
"That wife of mine is really too much, isn't she, Pam?" the man said with a grin. "She told me this morning about how you were outside the window last night. Christ, what a show that must have been."
"You're not angry?" Pam asked.
"Are you kidding? Hell, I wish I'd known you were there. That would have made it even more exciting for me. I love it when somebody is watching when I play and suck and fuck. Did you really see and hear everything?"
"Yes. Gee, it was really exciting. I never saw a man's, you know, before. It looked so long and hard."
"I'm glad you like the look of my cock. To tell the truth, it's hard again now. See the bulge in my trunks?" he asked, outlining the form of his erect penis with the tips of his fingers.
"You're as randy as a billy goat, darling," his wife told him with a little laugh. "I have a feeling that I'm going to get fucked again this afternoon."
"Is that a complaint, darling?" Walt asked and grinned.
"Far from it, lover. I can never get enough of that big beautiful prick. In fact, I'm so horny right now that I feel moisture in the crotch of my panties."
"Is that so? Let's see," Walt said and raised her skirt so that both he and the girl saw how the little black panties clung to her body. "You're right," he said as he ribbed a hand in her crotch, "your panties are a bit wet. Little cuntie must be all hot and tingly."
"It always is when you're around, lover," Thelma told him and sighed. "Mind you, my cunt was tingling yesterday when my lips were on Pam's beautiful ass too. I guess I'm just horny."
"Isn't that a nice way to be? You know, Pam, if you stick around today, I think you'll see plenty of action when I get my wife stripped naked for fun and games. Are you for it or are you chicken?"
"I'm not that chicken," Pam told him, trying to sound brave. "Especially after what I saw last night."
"Speaking of chicken, Thelma," Walt said and smiled at her, "what are you doing with all those clothes on. Here, I'll help you get comfortable," he told her as he began to unbutton her blouse, then it was wide open and Pam saw how the woman's big breasts caused the black bra to bulge.
"This is really some pair of tits, Pam," he told the girl as he fondled the cups of Thelma's bra. "I can play with them and suck on them for hours. Do you like having your tits held and fondled and sucked?"
"I...I don't know. I never tried," Pam replied nervously and tried to find composure so that the couple wouldn't regard her as a silly little kid.
"It's fun, dear," Thelma told her. "You'll see after Walt takes my skirt and bra off for me. When he sucks my tits I get so horny I can't stand it. He's a really great lover. Oh oh," she said and winked, "there goes my skirt as well. I think I'm going to get fucked again before very long. I hope so, anyway. This guy makes my cunt start tingling the moment he touches me."
Thelma stepped out of her fallen skirt and posed for them, looking very sexy as she walked around the room in her black bra and panties, high heels adding the right erotic touch.
Winking at Pam as he rubbed the form of his penis, Walt went to Thelma and took her in his arms. While they kissed passionately, he played with her nicely stretched panties, then pushed his hands inside them and Pam trembled with arousal as she watched him playing with Thelma's buttocks while their bodies rubbed and her breasts mashed against his chest, then he worked a thigh between the woman's and Pam saw it rubbing in her crotch and adding to Thelma's arousal.
As the kiss ended, Walt unhooked her bra, then took the garment off as he stepped back and Pam stared at the pair of breasts which for all their size, looked amazingly firm. He dropped the bra and reached for the boldly jutting breasts.
"See what I mean about these tits, Pam?" he asked as he fondled them and the girl watched the woman's nipples erect, looking very hard as they got longer. "What lovely sucking," he said and licked his lips, then he bent and Pam watched as his mouth opened wide and closed around a big, smooth breast and he began sucking while he held it with both hands.
"Oohhh, Pam what a thrill it is to have your tits warm in a mouth, being sucked. You'll have to find out how great it feels. Oh God, I just adore the way he sucks my tits and makes my horny cunt so hot."
Fascinated by the sight, Pam moved closer, then gave an excited little gasp as Thelma pulled her to her and then put a hand over one of her breasts. Even through her blouse the hand felt exciting, but then the woman unbuttoned it and her hand moved into a cup of the girl's bra.
"Take if off, honey," Thelma whispered and let me feel, let me make your titties feel really excited."
Pam's mind told her she should resists, but her body wasn't paying attention and she panted as she took her blouse off, saw Thelma looking at her in wild excitement, then she took off her bra and saw the woman licking her lips.
"Mmmmm, what beautiful young tits, dear," Thelma said and her left hand gently caressed one. "Walt will go off in his trunks when he sees those. Doesn't this feel nice?" Thelma asked, her tone low and exciting as she fondled the breast and caused heat to spread through the excited girl as gentle fingers erected an extremely sensitive nipple.
Walt stopped sucking the big breast, looked at Pam with an excited smile, then reached for the breast that Thelma had left untouched. His hand was as gentle as Thelma's and Pam sighed a warm sigh of passion as the man and woman fondled her breasts.
And then a cry of passion broke from Pam's throat as Walt, sighing warmly, bent and took one of her breasts in his mouth.
"Oh...oh . . . " she gasped. "It's nice...It feels so lovely. Oh . . . " and then she sighed again as Thelma moved in and made it even more exciting for the girl as her mouth claimed the breast.
Pam couldn't believe that she was having both her breasts sucked by the exciting couple, but it was happening and she was moaning as they sucked and licked her nipples. But there was a lot more happening. There were hands under her skirt, one warm and exciting in her crotch while the other rubbed the seat of her panties and she thought she would faint from excitement.
"Pam dear," Walt whispered as he took his mouth off her breast, "squat and take Thelma's panties off and I'll give a real demonstration of how to work on a naked woman. Come one to bed with us and have a real ball."
Again, Pam's hands obeyed the command instantly and she peeled the clinging black nylon down, staring in awe at big, smooth looking buttocks, perfectly rounded, the crack smooth and hairless, looking somehow mysterious and terribly sexy.
When Thelma stepped out of her panties, Walt sent a big hand into her crotch and the woman sighed as he rubbed it on her vulva, telling Pam how hot and smooth it felt and how it turned Thelma on to have him play with her like that. As he rubbed the woman, making her squirm and sigh, Pam felt shock as she realized that she wanted to get her hand there in the woman's crotch, wanted to feel her vulva the way Walt was as his hand kept moving slowly, gently in the woman's crotch.
"Oh Christ, Walt, take me to bed and do something for me," Thelma said, panting. "I'm going right up the wall."
Laughing softly, Walt led her to the bed and she lay on it, throwing her legs wide apart so that Pam saw her vulva.
"Oohhh, I'm so horny," Thelma moaned and sent her right hand into her crotch to rub where Walt had been rubbing. "I have to get sucked and fucked. Hurry, Walt darling. Do it. Take that great big cock out and let me see it."
Pam turned to look at the man, saw him pushing his blue trunks down and then his penis leaped out and she gasped aloud.
"Isn't it a beautiful cock, Pam?" Thelma asked and sighed. "It's so long and slim. It's perfect cock for fucking a cunt, an asshole, anything. Feel it. It's so hard but the head has to be velvet. Go ahead and give it a feel, he'll love it. He loves to have his cock played with, all men do. Have a feel."
Again Pam felt her hand moving as though with a mind of its own and then it was wrapped around the hard shaft, feeling the strength of it while the man beamed. When her hand moved to the head, Pam understood why Thelma had said it felt like velvet. It did and it made the girl long to know how it must feel to have such a thing right inside her body, in her warm vagina, working in and out as she had seen it do to Thelma.
"Are you really going to . . . ? " Pam asked Walt as she held his penis. "You know, with this?"
"Am I going to fuck her? You bet I am dear, but I'll do a lot more than just that. Look at her cunt, doesn't it look tasty and tempting? I'm going to suck and lick it and Thelma will have more comes than she can count. After that, my cock will slide up her slippery slit and I'll fuck her. I know it will be thrilling to watch. Sucking and fucking are exciting not just for the people doing it, but for the audience too."
"Oh yes, Walt. I really want to watch it all. I'll not get in your way at all, I promise."
"Hell, join the fun," Walt told the girl. "Before I get to work on her, dear, take off the rest of your clothes. You have to do that to get in the spirit of the game. Come on, don't be shy, I'll give you a hand. I'm very good at that sort of thing."
Pam was shy about stripping naked in front of the man and woman, but she was even more afraid of not doing it so she pushed her clothes off until only her panties remained. When she paused, about to push them down, Walt smiled as a trembling girl watched his hands go to her panties.
He didn't take them down at once, but instead, he let his hands move over the warm nylon, fondling her body with such an exciting touch. She made no protest when one hand went into her crotch to rub gently there, adding to sexual arousal which kept Pam trembling as Thelma watched and her right hand played in her crotch, keeping it hot and ready.
"Mmmmmm, what a lush young body you have, Pam," he told the girl and then he was taking her panties down, slowly.
Walt pulled the panties down until they fell to Pam's ankles and then she stepped out of them, excitement strong enough to overcome her shyness and then Walt's hands moved over her body again and she loved it. He fondled the firm young breasts, smooth tummy and then he had one hand in her crotch, patting and rubbing gently, while the other played with her silken smooth behind.
In that moment, as he felt her warm little vulva press subtly back against his hand, Walt knew the girl was ready to be seduced, but he sensed that by making her wait, that readiness would become eagerness, so much so that she would beg to be seduced, and that, he told himself, would be exquisite.
"Let's go to work on Thelma, dear," he said, patting Pam's lovely bottom. "The poor dear is going to catch fire unless we do something about it. Help me, Pam, you take one tit and I'll take the other. We'll play with them and suck them and get her wild with passion, then I'll get my mouth on her cunt and bring her down off the wall."
Pam hesitated for just a moment, then she saw Walt move to the bed and she followed him, her knees weak, her heart pounding with excitement. When he took one of Thelma's breasts in both hands, she did the same and he winked at her as they began the fondling which caused Thelma to moan with desire.
After a little playing, Walt signalled to Pam and then he lowered his face and sucked a breast into his mouth. Pam felt a fresh flare of arousal and then she too had her mouth filled with creamy white breast and she was sucking.
She felt a hand, one of Thelma's, moving up her thighs and then it was pushing between them, into the warmth of her crotch. She heard the cry of passion before she realized it had come from her and then she was sucking greedily while the woman's hand kept playing in her crotch, stroking her vulva, then parting the lips, a finger moving slowly and gently between them and up into a hot, churning slit.
"Oh Walt," Pam gasped, "my tits feel raw. Go down on me...eat me, darling...eat my cunt...suck me and get your tongue right up my slit. Lap me and make me come...do it, Walt...do it, now."
Taking his mouth away from the big breasts, Walt exchanged glances with the girl, then moved down on the wide couch. Pam saw him licking his lips as he stared into Thelma's crotch and she knew he was going to suck the woman. She moved down close wanting to see as much as possible.
Walt's hands touched the woman's thighs and they moved up over her body, spread wide apart so that her vulva and her big behind were beautifully presented.
"Look how soft and juicy her beautiful cunt is, dear," he told Pam. "Here I go now. I'm going to suck and lick her hot, juicy cunt and make her come. Watch it, baby, here we go, now."
Pressing close to the naked woman, Pam gave a little gasp as she saw Walt's open mouth fasten onto the pink slit and she trembled violently as he began to suck noisily. Wanting to do more than just watch, Pam put a hand on one of Thelma's thighs and squeezed it, then her other hand went to the woman's tummy to rub there.
While man and girl ministered to her, Thelma gave them an almost breathless account of what Walt was doing and of how it was delighting her, driving her wild with desires for more.
"Oh Christ," Thelma panted, "he's got his tongue in my slit...ooohhhh...uh...uh...he's licking my clit...I'm going to get it off...I'm going to come. Rub, Pam...rub my tits and squeeze them...Help me, baby...Help me to have a beautiful big come now...Here it comes," Thelma panted as Pam moved up and claimed an excitingly firm pair of breasts to rub and squeeze and fondle.
And then Thelma was climaxing, crying out in ecstasy as her body, wet with sweat, jerked madly on the couch and her big bare thighs rubbed the face they had trapped between them. It was so thrilling to watch and be a part of the act that Pam guessed she would never forget it as long as she lived and then orgasm ended and Thelma lay sighing, a bright smile lighting her face.
Pam didn't see the couple exchanging glances and then there were hands on her, turning her, positioning her and parting legs so that her crotch was wide open. She felt Walt's hands holding her buttocks, felt his tongue licking her inner thighs and then, without warning, his mouth was on her vulva and he was sucking.
The girl cried out loudly and her body jerked so that a hot juicy vulva rubbed back against the man's face. Pam heard those exciting wet sounds, the sounds of slurping and she cried out in an agony of ecstasy and then she shrieked as his tongue moved up her slit, a live, moving, exciting thing that drove her wild and made her think she would faint.
But she didn't faint. Instead, as he went on sucking in her crotch, his hands squeezing her nether cheeks, Pam felt herself being rocketed right out of the world and into warm outer space. Her joy was heightened as Thelma claimed her breasts, fondling and sucking them while the man went on lapping until Pam cried out more loudly at the onset of orgasm.
She tried to announce the event in words, but there were no words, only her cries and moans and the sounds of her rough, labored breathing and then she was jerking madly, arms and legs flailing as her lovely young body exploded in climas that was unlike anything she had ever known, a joy beyond imagination.
Pam was still recovering from the orgasm when she felt a different sensation. Walt was lying atop her and she felt an excitingly hard something in her crotch.
"Yes, baby, yes," Thelma panted as she guided the strong penis to the tiny pink target. "I know what you want now and I'll help you. Feel it, baby, feel that stiff prick."
And feel it she did. Also, she felt the tips of gentle fingers parting her crotch lips, felt the velvet head rubbing there, then she emitted a gasp as the head pushed inside her. It felt big and strong and it stretched her virginal slit but it didn't hurt.
They were both talking to her in heated whispers, urging, telling her how beautiful she was and how good it would be as Walt continued to work his penis up her narrow little vagina. As he stroked, he panted and kept jabbing. Pam felt it press against something, something that blocked its progress. That something, she knew, was her hymen and it was going to hurt.
But before that thought could take hold, the man gave an extra hard jab with his penis and it tore through the barrier. There was a flash of something like fire and then Walt slowly worked the full length of his penis into her and began riding her naked body.
He was heavy and his weight crushed her, but she felt so good. Not even the burning sensation of her broken hymen was able to interfere with her ecstasy and then Walt's penis was buried to the hilt and she could feel it throbbing in her as he paused to rest for a moment, raising his weight and being so gentle and loving looking as he smiled down at the girl.
"Do you want me to stop, dear?" he asked. "Do you want me to pull my cock out of your cunt?"
"No...no...no . . . " Pam panted. "Fuck me now. Fuck me. I want it. I want it all. I want to feel your prick. Give it to me. Fuck me, Walt...Fuck me...Fuck my little cunt the way you fuck Thelma."
Lowering himself, he began stroking. Because her organ was so small, so narrow, he had to work to get his big penis in and out, but Pam loved every fraction of an inch of every stroke. While he rode her. Thelma whispered words, exciting, unfamiliar words which added to Pam's excitement and then he was riding fast, crushing her tummy and battering her crotch, but the sensation was beautiful, so thrilling that there was no way she could describe it. No longer a girl, she was all woman then, she told herself and he was her man and what his body was doing to her was the ultimate act of human magic, a joy supreme and she wanted it to go on and on forever.
And then ecstasy leaped to a new plateau as she felt an exciting new tension grip her and knew she was getting ready for her body to explode in another orgasm. She tried to let him know what was happening, but she found no words and then orgasm exploded, starting in her crotch and fanning out until she felt it in the tips of her fingers and toes, in her hair, she was sure, in every part of her glowing body.
"You were beautiful, Pam," Walt told her as he lay above her, his penis still inside her vagina. "You took your first fuck like a woman, a real woman."
"She was great, darling," Thelma agreed. "I knew it was going to be like that. She's a natural woman. I'll bet that tight little cunt is really strangling you big cock, lover."
"It sure is and it feels great. How about you, darling," he asked Pam. "Did you enjoy your very first fuck?"
"Oh yes. It was beautiful. It burned, but it was great. I thought it would hurt more than that."
"How much it hurts depends on a lot of things, Pam," the woman told her. "My Walt is a magnificent lover and he knows just when and how to do it. From now on, fucking will be all pleasure. It will never hurt you again, unless you fuck some dumb slob who doesn't know what it's all about. Right now my dear, I have a special treatment for you, as soon as he takes his cock out of your juicy little cunt."
"What is it, Thelma? What else could there be after the beautiful fucking he gave me?"
"Well, darling, your tender cunt is full of juice and it would be a shame to let it go to waste."
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to get my mouth on your cunt and suck up that juice, every precious drop of it. You'll love having your cunt lapped after a good fucking."
"But I'm...my cunt is all full of his cream, Thelma."
"Of course it is. That's what I mean. After all, if I love sucking his cream out of his cock, think of what it will be like now, his cream mixed with your cunt juice."
As Walt got up, his wife raised and parted Pam's legs and stared into the vulva which was still open and full of semen, so full that some of the fluid had trickled from it and had run down into the crack of her behind.
"Oh what a beautiful sight," Thelma panted. "A sweet little cunt with its cherry freshly picked. He really let you have a full dose of cream. What sweet sucking this is going to be. Relax, baby, I'll lick and suck it all until you have another come."
So saying, Thelma went down on the girl and began the promised lapping, she sucked voraciously and her mouth on the tender vulva worked more magic for the girl. When her tongue worked into the freshly opened slit, Pam groaned as arousal flared hotly again and she forgot the burning that was still going on inside her as the skilled tongue lapped and Pam trembled anew, her naked body shining with sweat.
When climax came, it was so strong that Pam jerked in almost agony and then threw herself over to lie face down, her hips jerking, her pubic mound rubbing on the couch and every nerve in her body participating in the strong orgasm.
"Welcome to the club, darling," Thelma told Pam later, when she rolled over and lay on her back, breathing roughly, her eyes shining with excitement. "Now that you've had it, how do you like being fucked and sucked?"
"Oh Thelma, I love it. I'll never want to stop. Will it be that good every time?"
"It will be if you have the right partners, dear. You see, Walt and I are a couple of experts. Sex is our entire life. We work at it the way a great artist works at art."
"I can see that. What about when you go back home, to the city. Will I still be able to meet you? I can't stand the thought of not being able to see you again."
"You'll see us plenty, dear and you'll meet some other people who are as sexy as we are. We have some sexy friends, nice people who will just love you."
"It sounds great, but I wonder how afraid I'll be, with strangers, I mean."
"That's understandable, dear, since we're all adults," Walt told her as he sat beside her and fondled one of her breasts. "Now if you have another girl with you, then it would be a lot easier.
"But I don't know any girl who isn't a virgin. None that I like, anyway."
"How about Marion?" Thelma asked. "I'll bet she'd love to experience what you did today. Don't you think?"
"I...I don't know. Maybe if I told her how great it was. Would you teach her the same way you taught me?"
"We'd be delighted, darling," Walt told her. "In fact, you could help us teach her. Be careful though, if even one word of all this got out, Thelma and I would be off to jail."
"I'll be careful," Pam assured them. "I know her well, I mean real well. We're very close friends and we know how to keep secrets. You won't have to worry about her. I can bring her here tomorrow, if that's okay with you."
"That sounds more than okay, dear. You just feel her out and see if she seems eager to learn. After that, just leave the training to us. We're very good at it."
While Walt went to pour drinks, Thelma drew the girl into a warm embrace and they kissed passionately. Before the kiss was finished, Thelma knew the girl was not finished for the day, knew she wanted more sex.
She confirmed that as she rubbed a hand over Pam's thighs and they parted instantly, welcoming the hand to her crotch. When Thelma parted her own thighs, she was pleased to see how eagerly Pam reached for her vulva to stroke it and probe the slit with a trembling finger as the woman urged her on.
Returning with the drinks, Walt put them down and watched in silence as Thelma brought the girl along in her own exciting way. Woman and girl whispered as they became more and more aroused. Walt heard his wife tell Pam it was easy, they whispered again, then Thelma lay back on the couch, her crotch wide open, her hands playing with her breasts.
Walt caught his breath as he watched Pam lick her lips, then go down on the woman. Her mouth went right to the warm vulva and then she was sucking. Moving to the couch quickly, Walt sat beside them and played with Pam's thighs and plump, smooth buttocks while she lapped his wife until orgasm swept over her and she cried out and panted loudly through the big, beautiful explosion.
The sight so turned Walt on that he found his penis was hard and eager. While Thelma knelt on all fours, he went to her and knelt behind her, playfully rubbing head of hard penis in the crack of her arched behind.
"Are you going to put it in her cunt or her asshole?" Pam asked him as she squatted beside the kneeling couple.
"In her cunt this time," Walt told her. "You'll get a great view if you lie on your back under her. You'll be able to see my cock working in and out while I fuck her."
Panting with excitement, Pam got into position and as she looked up into the woman's wide open crotch, she saw a long penis moving into position. The head pushed between soft pink lips and then vanished. While Pam stared in awe, Walt worked the full length into his wife's vagina and then he rode her behind, unhurriedly, his well-lubricated penis moving so smoothly, shining with the juice it found inside the warm vagina.
He stopped stroking and just soaked his penis while his wife jerked and grunted through a strong climax, then began riding her behind again, telling Pam to watch for something different.
The girl saw him step up the pace of the stroking then and guessed he was getting close. To her surprise, the man pulled his wet penis out at the last moment and then it was spurting, shooting semen all over Thelma's buttocks and her smooth thighs.
"Why did you pull it out?" Pam asked. "Why didn't you shoot your cream up her cunt?"
"I wanted you to see what it looks like when a big cock is shooting cream. Isn't her ass beautiful with all those blobs of cream on it?"
Instead of replying, Pam reached for the big, splattered behind and then she was rubbing the semen all over the plump cheeks. After a little while, she took one hand away, raised it to her mouth and licked up the semen. Her smile told them that she liked it and then her lips and tongue were moving on Thelma's behind and as she licked up the rich fluid, she told herself that before long, she would taste semen right from the source, would have Walt's penis in her mouth when he fired his big charge.
Before Pam dressed to go home, the couple took turns going down on her and both lapped her to beautiful orgasm.
When Pam returned to the cottage the next day, Walt and his wife were watching through the window. What they saw on Marion's face told them that they were going to seduce another beautiful young virgin.
When Walt went to open the door, Thelma posed for their guests. She wore matching black bra and panties, sheer black nylons and a black garter belt. High heeled black pumps added the right touch to her costume.
Both girls looked at Thelma, wide eyed, then looked at the bulge in the front of Walt's briefs, the only garment he wore. Marion looked nervous, very nervous, but it was clear to the mand and woman that she would be as eager as Pam had been and that they were in for another glorious day as the pretty girl surrendered her virginity to them.
And beyond that day, there was the rest of the season at the cottage and, after that, there would be all those meetings in the city, when they would introduce their two beautiful little girls to their swinging friends.
Walt and Thelma could hardly be blamed for thinking in that moment that life was very beautiful indeed.
