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 Stacy's Surprise

   Almost every night the light in Stacy's apartment bedroom would glow
into the late hours.  She would browse the online dating sites.  Having a
difficult time attracting attention from the men, she tried making a
concerted effort to find a match.  Unfortunately, all of them men that
contacted her were only interested in casual romance.  Stacy had years of
playing and sleeping around-- it was unfulfilling and superficial.  She was
looking for a deeper relationship, one with value and mutual long-term
interest.  That ideal seemed a bit too trite in the online community.

   A couple of men did seem interesting at first; they expressed genuine
interest and intrigue in her.  They chatted online, graduating to the phone
call then finally to a coffee date.  She felt like she lucked out, that she
finally wore the target for Cupid's arrow.  But once the relationship grew
to include sex, the men removed their masks and she saw a stranger
underneath.

   Her first beau was a complete gentleman on the surface but just below he
was vile and corrupted.  He found out she had a younger brother and
appeared to take a real interest in him.  Stacy thought it was sweet. 
After their first night together he asked her if she'd ever consider having
sex with her brother.  At first she took it as a tasteless joke, but he
kept pressuring her saying that "it would be so hot" and that all he wanted
to do was watch.  She overlooked the oddity but he never let it go.  He
wanted her to invite her brother over and try to seduce him.  After she
protested, he threatened to leave her if she didn't.  With only three weeks
invested in the relationship, this was no contest.  He called her
thereafter for weeks leaving strange and sometimes disturbing messages.

   Another was very sweet at first.  He had a nervous kind of reservation,
but would do very sweet things for her.  She had a box of chocolates left
outside her door the morning of Valentine's day.  The next week they took a
dinner cruise around the lakefront.  One night after a wonderful meal, she
suggested that they get a bottle of wine and watch a movie.  He stopped at
a liquor store and didn't come out for some time.  About 15 minutes later,
she was thinking he was being picky, but a police squad car raced up and he
was brought out.  Stacy had to go and bail him out for using a fake ID and
when it didn't work he tried to steal a bottle of wine.  It turned out he
was still in high school and that he printed out the ID using his computer.
Stacy met with him one more time, and after sleeping with him, she came to
her senses that it wouldn't work.  She told him to look her up in five
years.

   The past six months she had yet to even develop a relationship to the
point of telephone calling.  She was getting sexually frustrated and felt
her life slipping through her fingers.  She was 32 and had yet to have a
real adult relationship.  At least in her twenties she had plenty of sex to
fill the void.  Now she only had her cats and reality television-- and her
cat was too finicky and reality television was blatantly scripted.  She
decided that she needed to get laid.

   She didn't want to bother with any of the dating site guys just in case
she could one day have a relationship with them.  She also ruled out going
to a club.  She knew she couldn't compete with the younger crowd-- the
disappointment of settling for some hairy beast or some old pervert was
aversive.  She went onto Craig's list and posted under "Casual Encounters."

   Using a picture of herself sucking on her vibrator, she added "32yo SWF,
good looking and DD free, want a good fucking to take the edge off.  I need
it tongiht.  Will host.  Man must be attractive, athletic, 21-40, CLEAN,
cut, with a 8+ inch cock that can go for hours.  First time using craigs
list, make it a good one.  Send pic with response and we'll go from there."

   Within the first hour she got over fifty responses.  It made her feel
desireable again.  Many of the responders were a bunch of ogres, but a good
proportion were the traits she spelled out.  The response that stuck out
was a picture of a hot couple.  The man was tanned and muscular, the woman
was lean and petite, her breats were small but perky and her hair was a
natural blonde.  They inquired about interest in a threesome and said that
I looked hot.  The girl in the couple said she could watch or participate
and offered to bring toys.

   Stacy's juices were flowing.  She hastily responded with interest and
provided her phone number.  Inside a half hour her phone rang.  The guy had
a strong, yet friendly voice-- something that Stacy could trust.

   They chatted for a while.  Stacy was put at ease and became very
comfortable with him.  He made jokes and she laughed-- it was an instant
rapport.  She thought that this was exactly the type of man she needed. 
She gave him her address and told him to tell his girl to bring her toys
and that she could participate.  The guy finally introduced himself as Kyle
and his girlfriend was Angie.

   Her apartment was already spotless and she already showered.  She
touched up her makeup and her perfume then packed the cat off into the
study.  She checked her clothing.  A tight green tank top with speghetti
staps and a terri cloth lounge pants, and a thong underneath.  She tried to
watch television for the hour before the two were to arrive, but she
couldn't pay attention.  She had one night stands before but never one with
such anticipation.

   The buzzer rang and she let them up.  She had some wine already poured.
She let them in.  They were both warm and friendly, big smiles and excited
expressions.

   "You're prettier than your photo," the girl said leaning into their hug
and kissing Stacy on the cheek.  Angie wore a backpack and a sporty addidas
outfit with her blond hair in a pony tail.  She looked sexy.

   "Yeah, its great to finally meet a normal person for once.  I knew right
away we'd like you," the guy said following Angie's hug with his own.  They
sat down and made some normal getting to know you chitchat.  It was casual
with an encompassing air of attraction.  Kyle sat between the two girls and
said, "We've both always had a fantasy of including another woman, but
never told each other about it from fear of alienating the other.  She
finally brought it up after watching the movie 'Wild Things'.  That was
last summer and we've had only two threesomes since, but its such a kick,
we both love it.  The only problem is finding a trustworthy third."

   "I was also a bit scared, you never know if the way the person presents
themselves is the way they actually are," Stacy followed up.

   "Well, Kyle is exactly what you asked for in your add...  all the way
down to the eight plus inches.  Aren't you sweety," Angie said making Kyle
smirk.  "Why don't you show her, give her some tangible proof."

   Kyle looked at Angie and then back at Stacy.  Stacy was biting her lower
lip and Angie had a wicked little smile.  He stood up and faced the two
girls on the couch.  He slowly unbuttoned his pants.  Stacy eyed the huge
buldge covered with the thin confining material of the boxer-briefs.  He
slipped out of his shoes and dropped his khaki's.  His muscular thighs were
defined and Angie was stroking them as he began to peall his underwear off
from the elastic band on down.  He stopped right above his cock, his well
groomed pubes and a sliver of the base of his shaft visible.  He then
removed his button down and white T-shirt.

   Stacy's heart was skipping.  Angie took her sweaty hand from her knee
and led it to Kyle's firm abs.  "Nice, huh?" Angie asked.  Stacy just ran
her fingers over his hard muscles and nodded.  "Finish undressing him," she
suggested to Stacy.  Stacy swallowed hard and tugged down on the lowered
waistband.  He was completely tanned, even his cock seemed a golden brown.
While lowering the material, Stacy saw his cock widen from the base.  It
seemed to descend forever.  She was about half way down his thigh before
his thick helmet made an appearance.

   Angie reached up and grabbed hold of his engorged shaft.  The weight of
it held it down and she started to stroke it.  Stacy quickly lowered the
underwear to his feet and he stepped out.  With each stroke from Angie the
cock rose an inch or so.  Stacy watched in amazement when Angie held the
huge shaft steady and took the head into her mouth.

   She watched as Angie swiled her tongue around the cap and flicked at the
glands.  She was caught off guard when Angie removed herself from it and
pointed it at her.  It took her a moment to gather her wits before she
leaned in and took the cock in her mouth.  She used to pride herself on her
deep throating ability back in the day, but this cock was huge and longer
than any she conquered in her twenties.  She took it in as deep as she
could, relaxing her throat letting the head nestle deep inside her.  She
still couldn't take it all the way in.  She came up for air when she felt a
hand slipping into her tank top and tweaking her nipples.  She looked down
to see Angie pulling out her left tit to suck on the nipples.  This was her
first time having a girl suck her titties and she loved it.

   Stacy pulled off the cock and suggested they go to the bedroom.  Angie
brought her back pack and Kyle took up the rear naked, carrying his clothes
in his arms.

   She led them to the bedroom.  Angie was already removing her clothes. 
Kyle took off his socks.  Stacy followed suit.  After removing her tank
top, Kyle stepped next to her and tongued her nipples.  Angie knealt before
her and pulled down her pants.  Stacy was asking herself why she hadn't
done this years ago.

   They laid her down and titillated her body with their tongues.  Angie
was focusing on her scantily covered snatch while Kyle danced from her neck
to her navel, stopping occassionally at her breasts.  Licking around her
recently waxed bikini area, Angie teased her cunt until Stacy lifted her
hips to mashed her clit into her flicking tongue.  Angie took the hint and
removed Stacy's thong.

   Her pussy was already soaked and glistened in the light.  Angie gave her
head for a few minutes before having Kyle take over as she went to her back
pack.  She came back armed with a seven inch strap on.  "This'll get you
warmed up for Kyle's monster," she said climbing between Stacy's quivering
legs.

   She ran the head of the latex cock up and down her slit and plunged in
with ease.  The juices provided ample lubrication, and with little
resistance, Angie's strap on was buried to the hilt.  Kyle remained near
her crotch, licking around her clit as Angie pounded away.  Occassionally
Angie would remove the cock to slid it into Kyle's throat.  This really
turned Stacy on and she guided Kyle's hips toward her face.  She gave his
massive cock the attention it pulsated for.

   Angie let off and Kyle pulled out.  After rolling on a condom he took
her place, holding her legs high as Angie aimed his cock into Stacy's
vagina.  Slowly he eased into her.  His girth dwarfed the strap on and he
was longer by a few inches.  Once Kyle was inside, Angie let go and
straddled Stacy's face.  She fed the cock to her, letting it slip deep into
her throat.  Kyle was now pounding away.

   Angie jumped off of Stacy's face and got behind Kyle.  Pulling Stacy
back, Kyle positioned himself at the edge of the bed.  He slowed his
thrusting almost to a stop and Stacy could hear him grunting as Angie
pushed her strapon into his rear while standing at the base of the bed. 
Angie was slapping his ass, to bury the cock deeper into him.  Stacy could
feel his throbbing cock thicken and further solidify as Angie pushed
deeper.

   Kyle's thrusting pushed the strap-on deeper into him, and soon after his
ass was more accustomed to it, they were all fucking in unison.  Stacy
bucking her hips up to meet each down thrust from Kyle.  Angie thrusting
into his ass each time he withdrew his cock from Stacy.  This process
continued for a while.  The slapping of his balls, the sloshing of Stacy's
cunt, the smacking of Angie's hand against Kyle's ass.

   The moans and grunting reached higher volumes and a deeper pitch.  Kyle
started to buck wildly, making Stacy cry out in pleasure.  He was slamming
into her reaching a depth she never discovered.  His cock swelled even more
and the pressure it caused had Stacy on the edge.  She started to cum,
releasing her pent up juices, the walls of her pussy contracting in rhythm
around Kyle's rock hard member.

   His face grew beat red, he increased the pace of his thrusting and let
out a roar.  His entire body turned stiff and with a powerful slam, he
dumped his load while his cock was completely submerged in Stacy's cunt. 
His orgasm only allowed him to make tiny girations but his cum quickly
stretched the limit on the condom.  Some traveled up down the shaft and
oozed onto his balls.  Angie pulled out while he came, grazing his prostate
as she did.  He collapsed onto Stacy after Angie pulled all the way out.

   He rolled off of Stacy and Angie laid beside her.  They were all
panting, recovering from the spent energy.  Stacy looked down at Angie's
crotch.  The latex cock was glistening from Kyle's ass juices.  She looked
at Angie and asked, "So what other toys did you bring?"

   Angie laughed and grabbed her backpack and brought it to the bed.  She
unloaded it and they sifted through vibrators, anal beads, butt plugs, a
leather whip...  Stacy held up a strapy thing and asked, "What is this?"

   "Of that thing is great its a ball gag, you ever get into bondage?"
Angie asked with enthusiasm.

   "No, I never really understood it."

   "The experience is so erotic, being completely submissive to another. 
Its the ultimate aphrodesiac.  You want to try it?"

   She looked at them both.  After having her first threesome and first
lesbian experience she felt a bit frisky and said, "What the hell."

   "Here let me help you put it on.  Open up," Angie said placing the ball
into her mouth.  She lifted her hair and buckled the straps behind her
head. "Is that comfortable?" she asked and Stacy nodded.  "Now we'll do the
restraints." Angie handed a pair of shackles to Kyle and he started to put
them on her legs.  They had a comfortable felt lining and a metal loop on
the outside of each.  Stacy looked at how excited Angie was while she put
on the cuffs.  Stacy was equally excited, she was already soaking again.

   Angie pulled some tethers from her bag.  Handing a couple to Kyle they
tied her down to the bed posts.  There was very little give and Stacy tried
to tell them but could only utter a muffled murmur.  She was bound.

   "Oh, sweety, the slave is trying to talk.  You know how to take care of
that," Angie said, smacking Kyle hard on the ass and handing him the
leather whip.  Stacy tried to utter something else, her eyes now wide and a
little confused.  "Now you two be good while I step out."

   Stacy was breathing heavily, staring intently as Kyle, smiling while
holding the whip stood at the side of the bed.  Angie closed the door and
Kyle smacked the whip on her thigh, not hard but it definately stung her. A
tear squeezed from her eye and he continued to whip her where her skin was
not yet red.

   Kyle stopped whipping her.  She was now afraid to try to talk.  He
grabbed the anal beads and lubed them up.  He crawled between her legs and
lifted her knees as high as they'd go.  She felt the bead press against her
asshole and she started to resist.  he reached for the whip and she
immediately gave in.  He filled her ass, one bead at a time.  She had never
had such a fullness in her ass and compared to the stinging of her legs it
felt like heaven.

   Stacy heard Angie talking and laughing from through the door.  She was
curious as to what she was doing out there.  Her attention was pulled away
when Kyle turned on a vibrator.  The whirring, silver shaft was coated with
lube, and Kyle brought it to her pussy.  She bucked slightly when he slid
it into her, so he slapped her on her clit.  He slapped her again when she
proved she didn't learn the lesson.  She once again gave in to his control.
He slid the vibrator in and out of her.  She was happy that the light hum
of the motor drowned out her own moaning.  She was beginning to see the
appeal of submission.

   After a few silent orgasms, Angie opened the door and came into the room
with three, men.  Stacy was shocked and began to tug on her shackles with
no avail.  Kyle took out the vibrator and smacked her clit.  She still
writhed and he took the whip and smacked her thighs until she stopped.  The
men were laughing hysterically.

   "I thought I told you to be good, Stacy," Angie said.  "I was going to
tell these boys to behave with you, but now you proved yourself
disobedient, so now these boys can have their way with you."

   Tears flowed down her cheeks as she saw the men disrobe.  They were all
young, maybe mid twenties.  One guy handed Angie a bunch of folded bills
and she counted them out.  They were all completely naked and stepped up to
the bed.  She yanked herself away when one of them touched her hip, drawing
a quick smack of the whip from Kyle.  There was no use struggling.

   The first guy crawled between her.  She saw his dick was covered with a
condom, but it was thin and crooked.  He slid it around her slit and
slipped it in.  She silently cried as he pounded away into her like an
animal.  The angle of the cock stretched her sides and it felt very odd
against inside her pussy, organic but almost not human.  He sucked and
nibbled hard on her nipples.  They felt tender and raw.  He came with a
gutteral croak and pulled his crooked cock out with him.

   The next guy climbed up and slapped his long cock hard against her cunt.
She squirmed and he flicked her tit with his finger.  He slammmed his cock
into her with one stroke.  It wasn't completely hard and the impact wasn't
back when it slid into her cervix.  It was still uncomfortable, and his
consistent slapping her wasn't helping her enjoy the activity.  He wasn't
inside her more than a minute before he dumped his load into his condom.

   The third guy whispered something to Angie and she nodded to Kyle.  He
loosened her leg tethers and crawled up to her crotch.  He reached down and
tugged on the brass colored ring sticking from her anus.  He tugged and one
by one the beads slipped from her rectum.  He finished and tossed the beads
on her dresser.  Stacy hoped her ass juices wouldn't ruin her runner.

   Climbing on the bed the last guy lifted her legs high and positioned his
short and thin cock against her asshole.  She looked questioningly to Kyle
and Angie but they just smiled and watched as the man pushed his cock into
her anus.  He let himself rest inside her for a moment before pulling out.
Her pussy was exposed and he strummed her lips.  He was rather gentle and
Stacy was able to enjoy the tenderness of this butt fucking.  He spit on
her slit and pushed two fingers into her.  He pushed in deep and pressed
down.  He wanted to feel his cock sliding into her ass from within her
pussy.  This sent him over the edge and he bucked, erupting in her bowels.
He pulled his fingers out and licked the froth from them, then pulled out.

   The rest of the night followed suit.  Men would were escorted into her
room by Angie and would fuck the hell out of Stacy.  None were allowed to
enter her vagina without a condom but the ass was free reign.

   A couple of guys wanted to double stuff Stacy.  One go underneath her,
pushing his thin, but long cock into her numb asshole.  The other climbed
between her and squeezed his thick pole into her snatch.  She cried but
never resisted.  They slammed into her with force, filling her to a point
where she thought she'd never recover.

   Two young kids, maybe twenty or so wanted to double stuff her ass alone.
Kyle aided them with ample lube, but they had a struggle squeezing their
cocks against each other and into her ass.  They finally made it and fucked
her in miniscule little thrusts.  The frequently touched each other and
ended up kissing over Stacy's shoulder as they came in her ass, mutually
soaking the others cock with their own seed.

   A middle aged man came in bringing something folded under his arm.  Kyle
took it and spread it underneath Stacy.  The man had a pudgy dick that he
slowly worked into Stacy's ass.  Once lodged completely in, he rested there
for sometime.  Suddenly she felt a rapid filling up of her colon with a
warm liquid.  The man was pissing inside her ass.  Kyle and Angie snickered
as they saw Stacy's eyes flash.  The man withdrew and sat Stacy on a water
basin.  Kyle told her to release her ass.  A golden stream, mixed with cum
slowly poured out of her ass, filling the basin.  When she was finish the
man snapped a lid on the basin and then took and folded up the sheet Kyle
placed underneath her.  He thanked them all and left.

   This lasted throughout the night.  Several times she fell asleep between
being fucked.  She would awaken every time, not knowing how she got into
the situation.  She would end up struggling and Kyle would whip her into
control.  There was no way of her knowing how many people fucked her, she
estimated around 60.  She fell asleep once when a purple glow was filtering
through the window.  She was being fucked by a bald guy while his wife was
peeing on her chest.  She was so exhausted that she didn't even dream.

   She awoke and her room was bright with sun.  She was curled up in her
bed under some covers.  Her mouth was sore and her pussy and ass were
worse. She no longer had the shackles on and there was no sign of anybody
in her apartment.  Getting out of bed she found her clothes neatly folded
on the nightstand and her robe draped over her dresser.  She heard a
scratching and got up, putting on her robe and walked through the
apartment. It was clean with no evidence of visitors.  Even her carpet
appeared vacuumed and had no foot imprints anywhere.  She hesitantly made
her way to the sound of the scratching.  She opened the door of the study
and nearly jumped when her cat ran out.

   She started to think that the entire night was a dream.  Indeed none of
it felt real.  She went to the kitchen and made herself coffee.  She looked
at the clock, it was already noon.  Beside the microwave there was an
envelope.  She was perplexed and looked inside.  It was stuffed with money
and a little note.  She pulled it out and read it: "Stacy, here's your cut.
It was fun working with you.  You're a great sport.  Hope you enjoyed it.
Kisses!  A & K"

   Stacy felt her cat paw at her leg for some food and she set the envelope
down on the counter with a blank expression.

   THE END
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