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 This is a story of impure fiction, involving graphic description of
sexuality.  If this type of content offends you or you are not at 18 (21 in
some jursidictions), close this page NOW!  Any similarity to persons
living, dead or dying is purely coincidental as this is a product of my
twisted life experience and warped imagination.  Cheers!

   (FM...Mm, teen)

   The August Saturday had been particularly hot when Ruby decided the
sweat in her eyes was enough.  "I probably stink worse than a bucket of
morning fish on the dock at noon," Ruby thought as she looked for dry spot
on her dirty gardening shirt.  Despite being baggy and sleeveless (with
plenty of room to see much of her braless breasts), the shirt was as
sweat-soaked as her tight cotton shorts.  The clothes were a requirement of
weeding the flower beds in the front of the house where neighbors could see
her.  Of course there was there was the Duncan's teenaged son who was
probably looking out his second floor bedroom window jacking off.  She
could do nothing about that--except periodically stand up and stretch
facing their house.  In spite of plenty of water, Ruby just didn't have
anything left to work in the backyard.  So much for stripping off and
working on her tan!  Ruby loved to mess in the backyard completely naked,
even entertaining her escort clients who wanted to have outdoor sex.

   "Had enough, babe?" David inquired as Ruby came into the mud room from
the garage.  Ruby jutted her chin out to blow a stray hair out of her face.
"Yeah, I'm going to take a nice, cold shower and lay down for a nap." "I'm
looking forward to celebrating your birthday tonight," David smiled.  Just
smiling and shaking her head she knew it was going to be a fun evening.  As
she walked by, David swatted her ass, eliciting a fake yelp of affliction.

   Sauntering off the master bedroom, Ruby again realized how lucky she was
to have a husband four years her junior who was not just willing, but
actively encouraged her to keep active as an escort.  They had met when she
was an "older woman" of 23 hired as entertainment at a frat party and he
was a 19 year old sophomore.

   Ruby had started escorting her senior of college almost by accident.  In
her first semester, the business law professor had asked his students to do
a paper on "fringe businesses" that operated on the fine edge of the law.
An alternative newspaper left on table in the library caught her eye. 
Half-nude women & men advertising companionship by the hour enchanted her.
Ten weeks later Ruby was an expert on escorting, though she never had a
"date." Having earned an "A" on her paper, she was taken aback when the
professor asked Ruby to come up to his office after the final.  Timidly
knocking on his door, she expected to find an abysmal review of her final
exam performance.  To her delight, he reiterated his respect for the work
she did on the Escort sub-industry of the sex work industry.  While her
paper made it clear that she did not participate in any sex acts or
transactions, it was obvious that she had observed transactions and sexual
acts from the confines of no-tell motel closets.  He asked her if she would
be willing to have a "date." Professor Elsbury was her first "date." For a
$100 hour, she let him have his way with her, except for insisting he wear
a condom for penetration.  The good professor had used all three condoms
from the package in her purse and Ruby remembered how she could not sit
down comfortably for a week from the invasion of her ass by his cock.

   After peeling off her three pieces of wet clothes, she stood looking in
the mirror critically.  Her body belied her 50th birthday.  Oh sure, there
was a little bit of a tummy; however, you could tell the abs were in fine
shape.  She had toyed with the idea of a tummy tuck; however, many of her
clients enjoyed the womanly curves that fit nicely between her long legs
and almost D-cup breasts.  She laughed thinking of Professor Elsbury--he
must be almost 70 by now!

   Ruby's fingers glided down to her mound and lower, separating the sweaty
lips.  Of course she was wet; never had she known a time of vaginal
dryness. Her constant flow of woman nectar caused her to wear a panty liner
most of the time.  That, in turn, caused her first stop on an outcall to be
the bathroom where the cotton panty & liner was replaced by a thong. 
Hence, she always asked the client to leave "the donation" (not "her
donation") in the bathroom in which she would "freshen up." The sensation
of clitoral pleasure gave way to the need for a shower to remove the sweat,
stink and dirt of garden work.

   The brief shower and subsequent drying of her short red hair left Ruby
quite ready for a nap.  Stepping out of the bathroom, David met her with a
glass of Splenda(R) sweetened iced tea.  "Though you'd like this, babe, if
you get thirsty," he said innocently.  Kissing her passionately (How could
he not kiss a naked red head passionately?), he squeezed her ass before
saying, "Enjoy your nap, babe." Her smile went from ear to ear as she took
a long sip of the iced tea.

   With the ceiling fan on low, Ruby curled up and attempted to read about
Katie Holmes busting a move in the Hamptons in People magazine.  It seemed
like no time until Ruby dreamed she was floating in that place between
awake and asleep....

   Floating in a sitting position seemed weird, but so comfortable.  Ruby
could see that she was naked, as she liked to be, and had the sensation
that her arms were over her head--she tried to look for her hands, but
they, too, were floating just out of the range of her sight.

   Was that Stacey suddenly in front of her?  Yes, it was!  "Stacey!"
Ruby's voice sounded distant to in her ears.  Stacey, however, had heard
her and replied, "Hi Ruby, baby, you look so lovely!  I'm just going to get
you ready here, baby, because you're going to need it." Ruby watched as her
occasional doubles partner knelt between her legs with razor.  Ruby thought
it was going to be awful to have her pussy and nether regions dry shaved,
but she felt the cool of the lubricating conditioner and knew Stacey would
be gentle.  Ruby tipped her head back to enjoy the ministrations as Stacey
spread the conditioner from the top of pubic hair line all the way to her
asshole.

   The sudden feel of a hot, damp cloth caused her look down.  "How's that
baby?  Does that feel good?  It sure looks good!" Stacey leaned forward and
Ruby felt the divine tongue sliding over her clit.  "Oh my," Ruby sighed in
delight as Stacey's expert tongue found every inch of surface to taste
before sliding into the now soaked love canal.  The gush of woman nectar
from her pussy was a welcome feeling to Ruby.  She was aware of Stacey
squealing in delight and thought she heard David, too, saying, "Go baby,
let it out."

   "David in this dream, too?  How sweet," she thought as she slowly turned
her head to the right and saw David's smiling face.  "I love watching
Stacey eat your pussy almost as much you enjoy her doing it, babe," David
said as he stroked her face with the back of his fingers.  Ruby smiled at
him.

   "Okay David, her pussy is sooo ready to fuck I wish I had a dick!"
Stacey exclaimed as she stood up.  "Thanks, Stacey, you're great," David
replied with a smile.  David looked away and Ruby thought she heard him
say, "Who's first?"

   Ruby was vaguely aware of movement; perhaps it was more perception of
movement.  In a moment she saw Tommy Duncan's young face appear.  Ruby felt
alarm when she realized that he was naked.  Feeling helpless, she looked
down where she knew she shouldn't.  His cock was average in size and looked
as stiff as the glass dildos Ruby used for self-pleasure or Stacey pleasure
when doing "lesbian shows." As often happened after so many years of sexual
pleasure, Ruby's body responded with dilating capillaries heating her
crotch, engorging her pussy lips and her woman nectar moistening her
vaginal walls so much she felt the fluid leaking out.  The boy's cock
easily slid inside her as she continued to float.  "Go ahead, Tommy, pump
your cock into her pussy," Ruby heard David's voice off in the distance. 
The cock moved in and out, feeling good inside her sex hole, only a few
times before Tommy quivered for a few seconds then violently bucked just
inside her.  Ruby knew the young man's hot cum was shooting into her,
closer to her pussy lips than cervix.  Still spontaneously, Ruby felt her
cunt muscles contract to milk the male's cock even as he began to pull out
of her, still looking as hard as when he appeared.

   The next face was not familiar.  "Do you remember Dixon, babe?" David
asked her.  In some distant place that name was familiar, but she could not
connect it to the round, Asian face before her.  "Hey Ruby," Dixon greeted
her with a smile.  He, too, was naked.  She now remembered Dixon was an
Asian anomaly--a cock of huge girth and above average length hung between
his legs.  His cock was so wide that when she sucked his cock, small tears
developed at the corners of her mouth and she had to stop giving oral for
several days while they healed.  "Thanks for letting me have sloppy
seconds, David," Dixon said as he positioned his bulbous cock head at
Ruby's vaginal opening.  While it commenced sliding in easily because of
Ruby's wetness and Tommy's cum, it was only a moment before she felt that
incredibly full feeling of being delightfully stretched wide open.  Ruby
laid her head back and reveled in the hedonistic pleasure the man's cock
brought her with every practiced stroke.  She knew not how long it was
until Dixon's cry of orgasm interrupted a wave of her own vaginal orgasm.
His seed was added inside her body even deeper than that of the preceding
cock.

   Stacey's hand found Ruby's swollen, sensitive clit and simply covered it
for a minute.  "Having fun, baby?  You sure look like it," Stacey whispered
as she leaned forward to take a Ruby nipple in her lips.  Ruby's felt the
involuntary contraction of her Kegels as Stacey's suck began.  "I don't
want to end this dream," Ruby heard her voice saying.  On cue David turned
and said, "Oh babe, we're just starting."

   Next was a black man with dreds.  What was his name?  "Oh my fucking
gawd," exclaimed Ruby as his very long, fairly long cock just kept going
in, and in, and in her.  Ruby's gasp surprised herself as his cock head hit
her cervix.  She then remembered how she `fixed' his name in her memory:
"Cecil the cervix surgeon." The first time he fucked her was a surprise as
she had never had her cervix hit.  Well, hit was a misnomer--he pounded the
hell out of her baby hole.  It was the one time she thought about putting a
limit on client's cock size.  That is until she felt his cum shoot onto her
cervix--a spewing sensation so deep within her it became an addiction that
she periodically craved.  She knew getting fucked bareback with that cock
would impregnate any younger woman.  "Oh, fuck, he is inside me bareback,"
Ruby thought to herself.  Yet another orgasm racked Ruby's body, rolling
like waves from her clit, through her pussy and Cecil's long cock, all the
way to her toes and her scalp.  She saw Stacey's fingers dancing on her
clit--there were still a few inches between Cecil's pubic bone and Ruby's
clit.  She wondered how to get the rest of his cock inside.  "Try it now,"
Stacey said to Cecil.

   The floating sensation now seemed to be like when you're in a plane and
it's climbing at takeoff.  Ruby was aware of a pressure on her buttocks as
she felt herself tipping back.  Suddenly there was pressure on her
cervix--not hard like a medical instrument, but rather firm flesh.  The
pressure increased and caused her to writhe trying to escape it.  Like
Niagra Falls, the pressure was not deterred and it almost became pain. 
"Aw, fuck, man," Cecil shouted when Ruby felt something stir inside
her--his cum squirted directly into her womb as his cock head had actually
stretched her cervix open.  No cock had ever been that far inside her and
shot baby goo directly in her.  Ruby felt a delicious, nasty shame wash
over her even as she saw David's loving smile.  She knew that would hurt in
the morning.

   Another naked man, tall with blonde hair & blue eyes, in his 40's steps
in front of Ruby, smiles and slides inside, pumping in and out.  Grateful
for the pleasure, more orgasmic waves course through her body.  Next a bald
man with huge biceps grabs the floating Ruby and pistons her constantly for
five minutes like a rag doll on his stiff dick before gushing inside her
now sloppy, loosening hole.  Another face, another cock slides inside,
pumps back and forth causes Ruby to continue cumming with nearly no
interruption.

   Delirious from the continuous stimulation, Ruby can hardly lift her head
to see the slim gentleman's torso in front her.  As with all of the others,
something seems familiar yet different about this one.  Slowly, almost with
a sore neck, Ruby lifts her gaze to the face.  Her first thought is, "Old."
"But still toned muscles and a hard cock...gawd, can my pussy really take
another?" Cum shot inside of her from what must have been 100 men flows
like a river out of her now-loose pussy.  Ruby is aware of the fluid
flowing down her perineum, to her asshole and dripping somewhere off the
crack of her ass.

   "Hi Ruby.  I am glad you took the lessons of Business Law 410 so
seriously," greeted Professor Elsbury.  "Oh my gawd," Ruby thought, "He is
so old!" As if hearing her thoughts, Professor Elsbury spoke, "Thank you
for this wonderful birthday present.  I'm seventy today, Ruby.  And I'm
going to fuck you in the ass again." With that, the firm, fit old man
positioned his cock head in the flow of semen and Ruby nectar at her ass.
Absent any preliminary stretching, he moved his cock against the sphincter
muscles that were, like her Kegels, tired of flexing and pushed.  Ruby felt
the sudden hot rush in her ass that had been so far been left alone. 
"Thank you, Professor, for teaching me how to be a professional whore for
my whole life.  I've done nothing but lay on my back and fuck for money
since your class.  Please cum in my ass, Professor Elsbury?" Professor
Elsbury smiled as he started his rhythmic pumping....

   Ruby awoke with a start.  She was on the bed, curled up on her side and
saw the long shadows of early evening.  "Damn, that was some hot fuckin'
dream," she thought to herself as she started to stretch.  The first thing
she noticed were the backs of her knees--they were red and irritated the
way they got when she was in the sex swing too long.  Her wrists were sore,
as though they had been bound.  Looking at the underside of her wrists,
indeed she saw rope marks.  Sitting up, still unsure of what was dream and
what was real, she felt the squishiness in her crotch.  Resolving to get
the bottom of things, she bolted to the bathroom.  Immediately sitting on
the stool, fluids gushed out of her pussy and ass.  "Oh my gawd, where did
this come from?" She tried to look in the toilet bowl as the flow finally
abated.  With toilet paper covered fingers, she reached between spread legs
to wipe.  The unmistakable scent of ripe cum hit her nostrils as she
realized her clit was still hyper-sensitive.

   "DAVID!!" Ruby shouted.  "Get your ass up here NOW!  What the fuck just
happened to me?"