Keywords: M/F, MM/F, anal, oral
Author: W R Jenkins
Title: Young and Dumb

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and give you a wide berth. Also, don't try this at home. Some of this 
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climate and some of it doesn't work in this universe. They are stories. 
They deal with ideas, fantasies and thoughts that might not even be 
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we can toy with the sensations without feeling or inflicting the pain, 
despair or humiliation. End Sermon.

	Young and Dumb - (yng&dmb.txt)- And old indiscretion threatens
a young wife and puts her in her brother-in-law's power. Then she
finds out the secret isn't secret any more, but there's a bigger one
she never knew about. M/F, MM/F, oral, anal


				Young and Dumb

	I'm trying to think of something wise to say, but I know you
won't listen. It's like all those old people telling you you're going
to be sorry you got that tattoo. Sorry is a subjective thing and very
personal. I'll just tell you my story about sorry and you think about
it. You think about what could happen before you make decisions.	
	I'll start in the middle because that's where sorry begins. I had
forgotten about my vacation to L.A. until Jerry came over one afternoon.
Jerry is my husband Mark's brother. He comes over a lot but usually
when Mark is home.
	Jerry was looking at me funny. I don't mean he was making faces.
He had something on his mind and I could tell it was amusing him. I
usually don't pay attention to Jerry, but there was something about his
manner that made me feel creepy.
	Jerry had that affect on me all the time when I was dating Mark.
He was the creepy younger brother and forever trying to convince me that
I should 'be nice' to him so he'd be my ambassador to Mark.
	I was sure I was doing a good enough job on Mark myself. I didn't
need his help and I was suspicious of his real motives.
	I even mentioned Jerry to Mark, without the details of all the 
sick things Jerry suggested, and Mark just laughed. Jerry was a joker,
Mark said. He acted that way with everybody and expected to be ignored
because he always was.
	It had all calmed down when Mark and I got married. Jerry seemed
to understand that the time for jokes was over. He would still make 
some comment from time to time, but usually while Mark was there. I
did think that was a joke. He couldn't be serious while his brother
was right there.
	I got the feeling he was serious this time. I wasn't scared or
anything because Jerry was just weird, not scary. Still I was afraid
that I was going to have to make a scene because he was serious. I
didn't like the idea of having a screaming fight with him. He was my
husband's brother after all.
	It turned out I didn't have any defense. He had the goods in
hard copy. At first I thought he was just being disgusting, but then
I recognized my voice. Then I remembered that vacation in L.A.
	-----
	"Hi Mike!"
	"What are you doing here? And naked!"
	"I'm your birthday present- see the bow? Eric said you've always
wanted to fuck me, so we got you something we knew you wanted."
	It wasn't much for dialogue. It was just some stupid set-up to
explain why I fucked one guy and then fucked two guys. I wished it had
been any other set-up.
	It was bad enough Jerry had proof of my youthful indiscretion. He
would use it to embarrass me as long as he could, but I could explain
that away. What was making me feel a chill down my spine is that the
scene was about my guy sharing me with his brother.
	That had so much been the theme of Jerry's harrassment that I
knew he had picked up on it. Now he had an ugly memory as ammunition.
	On the screen, the guy was done eating my pussy and was ready for
the blow-job. I didn't think we needed to see any more. I knew where
it went. Jerry knew where it went. I didn't need to watch with him
right there.
	"Come on, we're not near the interesting part," Jerry said as he
held me back from stopping the player. "Don't you remember how much fun
it was?"
	Actually, I did. Not that I wanted to share that information with
anyone, let alone Jerry. It wasn't just the fun and games you could see.
I had felt pretty good and supremely sexy doing the scene.
	You couldn't see the 'fluffers' trying to keep the men hard for
hours in the scene. You couldn't see the way the crew looked at me
either. You probably can't tell how many times we stopped filming to
arrange things and you don't see how I stayed all hot and the guys
needed a lot of help to stay up for it.
	It was dirty, kinky and pleased my rebellious self at the time.
That was why I agreed. Being naked all day, examined, evaluated and
tried out was a bonus. It was a day that did wonders for my confidence.
	You might call it the liberation of my inner slut, but not because
I went all slutty after that. Really, I didn't feel like I had to be
such a slut after that. I had proven myself. 
	I had fucked a guy on camera. I had sucked two guys on camera.
I had sucked one while I was fucked in the cunt and then the ass. I 
had been fucked by both of them at the same time. If that didn't prove
I was hot stuff, nothing could. You certainly couldn't call me a prude.
	However, none of that was Jerry's business. Even now I didn't
mind so much that someone might see the scene and think they recognized
me, except Jerry. Anyone else would be afraid they were revealing 
something about themselves if they were wrong who the girl was. And if
they were sure, it was still likely they would keep quiet and enjoy
their guilty knowledge privately. I was pretty sure Jerry was the only
one crude enough to bring it up.
	But there it was. I was encouraging 'Mike' to open his present
with his cock. Jerry was holding my arm and waiting. I knew what he
was waiting for. There was a bit coming up when 'Eric', my 'boyfriend'
walks in and 'Mike' thanks him for the present and invites him to play
with me too.
	I didn't know what Jerry planned to do then, but I wasn't eager
to find out.
	"Now isn't that romantic?" he asked during the scene.
	He was holding me by the arm to keep me from turning it off, but
he wasn't groping me or anything. I knew he had something worse
planned.
	"Don't you think it's sexy to have two brothers at the same
time?" he asked.
	"Not if one of them is you, Jerry," I told him.
	"Awwww, come on, you know you've always wanted me," he said.
	"Then why did I marry Mark?" I asked.
	"You know he's the steady one," Jerry said. "I agree he's the
best husband material, but I know you've always wondered. You were
always afraid to like me because I might steal your heart."
	"I didn't like you because you were the creepy kid," I countered.
"You always wanted... you know what you wanted, and you wanted Mark to
get the girls for you to have it."
	"Well, he got you," Jerry said. "Now where's mine?"
	"Why don't you get your own girl?" I asked him.
	"Because I want you," Jerry said.
	This wasn't going well. On top of the verbal fencing, it was just
about time for the guy on screen to fuck my ass. I knew Jerry had 
watched the whole thing before, but I didn't want to be in the room
when he watched it again.
	"Gee, that looks like fun," Jerry said as the cock went in my
butt on screen. "You like to get fucked in the ass?"
	That was it. Maybe I only needed Jerry to be crude to prod me
past my hesitation. Maybe the idea was enough to finally panic me a
little. I pulled away and started yelling.
	"You're not getting any, Jerry! Stop this stupid crap!" I yelled.
"Nothing has changed! It never worked and it's not going to work now!"
	"My, my, my, did I touch a nerve?" Jerry asked.
	Nothing had changed. He always ignored my anger. It did keep him
at arms-length, however. I hadn't won, I'd just forced a cease-fire.
	"Just take your dirty little pictures and get out!" I ordered.
	It was't that easy with Jerry.
	"I brought it over so Mark could watch," he said, searching my
face for a reaction. "I bet he'll like to see his wife in the hot old
days."
	It didn't take any magic to keep a straight face. I had already calculated the damage and considered the damage control. I could
explain it away. I never told Mark I was a virgin or a saint. I never
said I made a video, but I told him I had been a wild kid. I told him
enough about my past that this video was nothing.
	Jerry was fishing for a hold on me and there wasn't one there.
I wasn't about to be blackmailed over something I did when I was 19.
	"Then you get out," I told him. "I'll make sure Mark gets to see
this. You ask him how he liked it tomorrow. I think he'll prefer being
alone with me in case it gives him an idea."
	"It's already given me an idea- an idea you had a long time ago,"
Jerry said. "I better stay in case Mark needs help."
	"It was a script. The guys weren't even related," I told him
patiently. "You're the only one with sick ideas like that."
	"Want to bet?" Jerry said. "I bet Mark likes the idea and he says
something about wondering what it would be like."
	It was a Jerry trick, but it was ludicrous. I was sure Mark would
want no such thing. Mark laughed off Jerry hitting on me, but he never
even kidded me about trying it. I was sure Mark wouldn't want to share
me with Jerry or anyone else. He was too normal for that.
	"If he does, I'll be sure to ask if he wants to try it," I said.
	"Promise?" Jerry said. "If he says anything, you'll say you'll
do it? You want to please Mark, don't you? Will you say you'll do it
if he wants to?"
	Jerry was a little eager. It was the same trick I had dismissed
before, but I wondered. It felt like a sucker bet- like Jerry knew 
something he wasn't telling me. But I couldn't give up my front.
	"Sure," I said. "Sit by the phone and wait for the call. Just
get out now."
	-----
	It didn't feel like a victory. For one, Jerry was smiling too
much when he left. I was sure nothing would come of it, but I didn't
like him looking so cocky.
	I tried to remind myself that Jerry wasn't the only one with
something up his sleeve. Like I would ever volunteer to fuck Jerry,
no matter what Mark said. I'd offer to fuck any one of Mark's friends
before I'd fuck Jerry and that wasn't going to happen either.
	I did have to show Mark the scene. It would look like I was
trying to hide something if I didn't. That would give Jerry real
ammunition and could plant a doubt in Mark's mind. Besides, I had a
way to make it all Jerry's fault because it was.
	That part of it went along all right. I had told Mark about a
professor in college and a ski weekend that ended up being me and four
guys. I had danced naked for a frat party and they might say I did a
lot more, and I might have, but they were chicken.
	I had been a good girl for a long time when I told Mark these
things. I had been with Mark for a while and he knew I wasn't that way
any more. He said it was like a 'lost adolescence' because of sex like
the 'lost weekend' was because of alcohol.
	He was pretty amazed I was bold enough to get naked and fuck in
a room full of people when I was only 19, but it didn't bother him.
It didn't bother him in a bad way. It did make him very horny. And
then he wanted to fuck me in the ass that night.
	That was the part that went all right. Mark doesn't fuck me in
the ass a whole lot so it's not as easy as it once was, but it was only
a little bit uncomfortable for a while and nothing like what came after.
	Afterwards, him laying on his back and me on my belly with my
legs still spread wide open, he started to imagine. That made me a lot
uncomfortable for a long time because of what he imagined.
	"You ever think about fucking Jerry?" he asked as if it had just
popped into his head and not been there since he watched me fuck on t.v.
	"God no!" I snorted. "He's a pain. And even if I thought about it
I wouldn't because he'd be insufferable."
	"Yeah, he can be a jerk," Mark agreed and then got that dreamy
tone again, "But you know you can tell me if you do think about it.
You don't have to protect my ego or anything. I trust you, so you don't
have to hide anything."
	"Hide anything? What was I hiding while I was getting fucked by
those two guys?" I asked.
	"You know what I mean," he said, rolling onto his side and
drawing little circles on my ass with his finger. "I didn't mean you
fucking Jerry. I meant do you ever have fantasies like that- doing
two brothers. I said Jerry because he is my brother."
	Talk about uncomfortable. I was beginning to think he'd discussed
this with Jerry before Jerry came over and made his bet and tried to
get me to promise. Well, I wasn't doing Jerry.
	"If you want a threesome, pick someone else and I'll do it," I
said. "Better yet, let's pick a girl so you're the one out-numbered."
	"Don't get mad," Mark sighed, "I just wanted to talk about stuff."
	I didn't mean to snap, but I guess I did. It wasn't about Mark,
it was only about Jerry.
	"Okay, just so you know how I feel about Jerry," I said. "He's
been hitting on me since we were dating and I'm sick of it. I can't
think about him objectively. Involving him makes it about Jerry.
	"So what else did you want to talk about?" I finished.
	Mark was awful quiet for a while and I didn't know what he was
thinking. He was on his back again and I raised up to look at him. He
was staring at the ceiling. I still didn't know what he was thinking.
	"It was just that thing we watched," he answered my inquisitive
look, "Watching your girl fuck your brother and then fucking her while
he was. It is hot for someone with a brother."
	"Well, they weren't really brothers, so you can ask someone else
and pretend just like they did," I said.
	I stopped short of telling him I'd do any other brother he had-
if he had one. I didn't want to sound like a hard-ass. I felt I was
offering a reasonable alternative. If he had reached the point where he
wanted to be more adventurous, I'd go along. I really didn't want to,
but that was because I had gotten tired of that stuff long ago. I
didn't mind doing it again since it was Mark's first chance to
experience anything like that.
	I just didn't want Jerry. I'd do Mark and a buddy. I'd do Mark
and two buddies, and it would be nice if one of them was a girl. I had
nothing against Mark living out a crazy fantasy. I had a lot against
Jerry.
	"I just wanted to know if you ever thought about it," Mark said.
	"Honey, I lived it. I don't have to think. I can remember," I
told him. "I've told you stories. You like when I tell you my stories."
	Mark grinned.
	"Yes, I do," he said. "I like four guys in a ski cabin best."
	"Want me to tell you again?" I asked.
	He nodded quickly. He was letting my off the hook. He was letting
me change the subject. I wasn't sure it should be dropped so quickly.
	"Okay. I'll tell you, but first I want to say that I want to help
you do whatever turns you on. I've done a lot of wild things and I 
think you should have a chance. If you get an urge, tell me. I can be
very accommodating- as you're about to find out when I tell my story.
Just don't make it Jerry," I said.
	-----
	* Special Bonus *
 four guys in a ski cabin included after story- don't stop the tape. 
	-----
	I guess I had made myself clear. Mark got all excited (like
always) as I told my story and was fucking me as I tried to gasp out
the events on Saturday at the ski cabin. It seemed like he was having
a good time.
	He fell asleep without mentioning Jerry and didn't mention Jerry
the next day. He also seemed a little touchy if I brought up the idea
of the threesome. I was willing to let that drop. We didn't talk about
Jerry or threesomes all week.
	It was hard on me. I had put it all together and Mark's attitude
confirmed everything I thought. He did have a fantasy about fucking me
with Jerry. I understood. I really did. You're not connected to anyone
like you are a brother. It wouldn't be the same sharing your woman with
anyone else.
	 I didn't know whether finding that scene from my past started
it or if Jerry had found it after Mark had mentioned something and was
trying to turn up the heat so he could fuck me. Not that it mattered.
	What mattered was that Mark had a desire and I was being selfish.
I knew he really wanted to. I felt guilty denying him the chance
because of Jerry. I saw how much Mark wanted it every night.
	Maybe I was being over-sensitive out of guilt, but it seemed like
he wasn't quite as frisky as usual. I began to soften on Jerry. It
wasn't like he could be the worst fuck I'd ever had. I had fucked some
real losers. It wasn't like he could be any more abrasive than he was.
Maybe smug would be better than panting like a dog.
	Part of me didn't like where this was going, but the rest of me
felt it was the right thing. After all, Mark was my husband and I
wanted him to have what he wanted. I considered all the other things
I would do for him. 
	I had decided I'd fuck one of his buddies if he wanted me to and
that wasn't much better than fucking Jerry. I knew I'd let him tie me
up or humiliate me if it turned him on. That might even be worse than
fucking Jerry.
	I still didn't like Jerry, but I wasn't seeing any way out of it.
	"Honey, do you ever think about sharimg me with a brother?" I
asked innocently after Mark had fucked me.
	He sat up and looked into my eyes. I think he thought I was
teasing and he didn't look amused.
	"I know how you feel about Jerry," he said shortly.
	"I've been thinking and maybe it wouldn't be as bad as I think,"
I said.
	"That's not what you said before," Mark challenged.
	"Honey, I love you and I feel bad that you've never asked for 
anything before and when you say something I get bitchy," I said. "I
don't like Jerry, but I can try not to think about that."
	"I don't want to make you do something you don't want to do,"
Mark was all soft and fuzzy again.
	"I want to," I said earnestly, "If you had another brother, I'd
have called him that night. But I've thought about it and it's more
important that you get to do this than how I feel about Jerry."
	"But Jerry will be insufferable," Mark was repeating my
objections.
	"I thought about that too," I said. "I don't think he can get 
worse, so you might as well have your fun."
	He laughed at that. He had a different relationship (obviously)
with Jerry, but he did know how his brother was. 
	"I admit the idea really gets to me," Mark said. "But I don't
want to make you do something you don't want to do."
	"I want to make you happy," I said quickly.
	I had to pause a beat before adding, "I want that more than I
don't like Jerry."
	I was a damn wonderful wife. I convinced Mark it was all right.
I was playing right into Jerry's hands and I hated it, but I would hate
myself more if Jerry fucked up my marriage. I couldn't let my feelings
for Jerry be more important than my feelings for Mark.
	-----
	Jerry was insufferable. 
	He had a know-it-all grin that never left his face. That bothered
me more because I knew he earned it. He was getting what he wanted and
I was the one that talked Mark into it.
	"Shouldn't she be naked with a bow around her butt?" Jerry asked.
	"We're not doing the same thing, so shut up," Mark warned.
	At least Mark had power over Jerry. I could see Jerry tone down
after that, even if he didn't lose the grin. Mark could shut it down
and Jerry respected that. He had to be nice enough he didn't piss his 
brother off.
	Unfortunately, Mark was willing to put up with more from Jerry
than I was. When Mark wasn't sure how to get started, Jerry decided
I should be blowing him and Mark should walk in. I thought it was 
stupid, but Mark agreed.
	"It's like a dream come true, isn't it," Jerry said as he 
teasingly opened his pants, "I mean for you."
	Then a calm came over me like the warmth of a smile. Jerry was
there because Mark loved his brother. Mark thought it would be exciting
to see me have sex with this brother. It didn't have to be about Jerry
unless I let it. 
	Jerry was some slightly moldy thing I was interacting with to
please my husband. It was about Mark. My focus was to perform in the
way that got Mark hottest. Jerry didn't count.
	"Get it out so I can suck it," I tried to sound eager. "Do you
think I should be naked?"
	"Yeah- naked is good," Jerry said, a bit leery about my change
in attitude.
	Maybe it had just occurred to him that I might trick him. I'm 
sure he was unprepared for anything but a sharp retort. It was nice to
see him nervous, but I tried to keep that out of my head too.
	"Then you get undressed too," I said, "We might as well be ready 
to do this thing right."
	He waited until I was mostly naked before he started, but then
Jerry got out of his clothes. I knew Mark was peeking to see what was
happening so I didn't think a little delay would hurt anything. I
figured Mark would wait until we were in position before entering.
	"You want to stand or sit?" I asked Jerry. "I'm going to be on my
knees because I think Mark will like that."
	I didn't care that Jerry was naked. It took all of two seconds to
look him over. He was thinner in the chest and more gangly than Mark
but you could see the family traits. It wasn't an item of interest.
Mark seeing me on my knees sucking his brother's dick was the item I
was interested in.
	Jerry sat on the bed and I knelt between his knees. It was easiest
to lean over and suck his cock. It cut out all the worry and hassle.
Once I had his cock in my mouth it was about sucking and waiting for
Mark to make his entrance. I was trying my best to keep Jerry an 
anonymous accessory in Mark's fantasy.
	"What the hell is this?" Mark bellowed. "No. Don't move. Don't
stop doing what you're doing. I want to see what you do behind my back."
	This wasn't giving me to his brother for a birthday present. We
hadn't discussed the nature of Mark's fantasy, but I hadn't imagined
anything like this. From the way Jerry jumped when Mark started
yelling, I could tell Jerry hadn't expected it either.
	"Go on," he said because I had stopped when he said not to move,
"Keep on doing what you were doing. I want to watch you this time."
	I sucked Jerry's cock. I was still trying to think of it as just
a cock but Mark was making that impossible. It was obvious how much it
mattered that it was Jerry as he harangued his brother while my head
bounced up and down on his brother's cock.
	"You never liked your toys, did you? It didn't matter what it
was, you always had to play with mine, didn't you," Mark was scolding.
"Nothing's changed, has it?"
	"You're kidding, aren't you?" Jerry asked weakly.
	"Shut up. In fact, don't say another word. I'll do all the 
talking unless I ask you a question," Mark said.
	Jerry's cock didn't go soft or anything, but I thought it felt
less excited in my mouth. Even if that's wishful thinking, I'm sure
Jerry wasn't enjoying it as much as he thought he would.
	I guess it felt like a challenge because I really sucked Jerry's
cock then. I was taking it down as far as I could and sucking hard as
I pulled back. I wanted Mark to see how good I was sucking.
	"You like that, don't you, bitch," Marks said. "Then stop and
give some to me."
	Mark had opened his pants and was stroking his cock. I turned
around on my knees to face him. I expected him to come over and fuck
my face.
	"No- get up. Get up and squat and move back until my
brother has his cock in you," Mark said to me and then to Jerry,
"That's what you want isn't it? Get some pussy I've had my cock in?"
	Jerry didn't like it. I wasn't sure 'like' was the word for what
Mark was feeling either. At least I knew he wasn't serious. As I
followed his instructions it was the first time Jerry's cock had been
inside me and Mark knew it.
	I settled back against Jerry with his cock buried in me and Mark
put his cock in my face. It was kind of nice, really. I had something
to make it interesting while I sucked Mark's cock.
	"You can go ahead and fuck him, but your first job is to suck my
cock," Mark informed me. "You forget that and we'll find something else
for you to do."
	Behind me Jerry whined. I could just barely imagine the things
going through his head. Hopefully, he was terribly confused and
conflicted. He was fucking me, but not like he always wanted. I hoped
he was scared Mark was serious.
	In a way, I guess Mark was serious. I wasn't sure how much was
for his pleasure at tormenting Jerry and how much was just tormenting
Jerry, but it made him happy and it made me happy. I felt Jerry was
being taught a lesson and I approved.
	I also could guess what was coming and I was proud of Mark for
branching out in his expression of his sexuality. Two guys isn't really
for the guys, at least not as much as for the woman, but Mark was
breaking out of the mold of monotony. Maybe I'd have to look up a
girlfriend for him to have a threesome next.
	"Damn it, I warned you!" Mark said after I had sucked his cock
for a few minutes, "I'm going to fix you so you can't ignore me in
favor of your boyfriend!"
	Jerry made a strangled, gulping noise as he caught himself before
he blurted out a protest. I enjoyed that as much as anything. Jerry
muzzled was like a dream come true. Mark even held the gulp against
him.
	"No talking, no whining, no funny little cartoon noises," Mark
scolded Jerry. "You're in no position to be a smart ass right now."
	Mark pulled me off Jerry's cock, turned me around and gave me a
push. I had already guessed this part. After all, I was the girl in the
video and I had just had my memory refreshed by watching myself perform
again. I pushed Jerry's knees together and waddled my way up to his
crotch.
	I got to see the haunted look in his eyes as I squatted down on
his cock again. He actually made a face like he was ashamed it felt 
good when his cock slid into me. That was making fucking Jerry fun.
	I probably had a similiar look on my face when Mark shoved me
down on Jerry, but I don't think Jerry was enjoying it the way I
enjoyed his distress. And I wasn't so much distressed as thinking,
'here it comes' when Mark put me in position.
	It didn't come right away. I think I could have taken it but I 
was glad Mark shoved his finger up my ass first. He was adding some
lubrication and I was grateful for that.
	Jerry was laying under me like a corpse. His cock was the only
lively part of him. Under my chin he had his head turned to the side.
I bet his eyes were closed too. Mark wasn't letting him get away with
that.
	"Stop being a worthless piece of shit and help," he yelled at
Jerry. "Reach up and grab her butt and hold her ass open for me."
	I suppose Jerry went on in whatever world of confusion he was in.
I didn't have time to worry about him any more and I really couldn't
see him anyway. It was time to devote my attention to what Mark
intended for my ass. Jerry was holding my butt open and I was holding
my breath waiting for what came next.
	I was a kind of relief when I felt Mark's cock press against my
asshole. Not that I was craving it, but it meant he didn't have some
surprise planned for me. I wasn't fearing it either. I had guessed 
what he wanted and I was happy- for him- to let him have his thrill.
	For me it meant entering a zone I hadn't visited in years. If
Mark wanted this, I intended to give him the full treatment. That 
meant remembering how to work all the muscles down there so Mark had
the fuck of his life without ripping my ass up too bad.
	I had to open my ass so he could get his cock in and then never
let myself get comfortable. I needed a certain level of distress so
my ass never adjusted and a certain level of pleasure so I didn't
scream.
	In theory, it's rotating the orifices. Squeeze Jerry's cock in
my pussy and then push out with my asshole. I'm told that makes a
real good pulsing sensation on both cocks fucking me. It's just a lot
of work when you're not the slut you used to be.
	"I like when you fight me," Mark told me. "I'm going to fuck you
extra hard now."
	"No, no, please," I answered, "Your cock is too big to go in my
ass!"
	I don't care what Jerry thought. We were being loving. Mark and
I meant the opposite of what we were saying and we knew it. Without
ruining the fantasy we could make sure everything was all right.
	Of course, all right was a bit of a stretch- like my asshole at
this point. It was what I wanted anyway. I wanted my ass to be tighter
than it had ever been for Mark. I wanted him to feel that his special
desire was giving him special rewards.
	I didn't have to worry about that. Mark was taking care of
himself. He was abusing my ass to his heart's content while his brother
held my cheeks open for him.
	I think he appreciated my porno scene more than he showed. He
appreciated it in ways he was revealing now for the first time. I think
the significance of Jerry being there had paled once Mark got to the
main event. He may have been more comfortable sharing this moment with
a brother but I don't think he cared whose dick was in the other hole.
	Mark usually gave my asshole a work-out the occasional times he 
fucked me there but this was another order of magnitude. He wasn't 
really fucking my ass any harder. It was just that his cock felt alive
in me.
	For one thing, noticing that was something and having noticed it,
I noticed I had a clear picture of Mark's intent. He was claiming my
ass. His cock was marking out his territory and my ass was his. He was
pretty happy about that, judging from the way his cock was swollen and
pulsing as he fucked me up the butt.
	I didn't have to ignore Jerry. Mark was taking up all my
concentration with his joyful possession of my ass. I didn't care whose
dick was in the other hole either.
	When he came, Mark was holding my shoulders and bowing me back
as he crammed his cock as far up my ass as he could get it. His cock
jerked powerfully in my ass as he shot off in my guts. I knew he had
had a good time.
	"Now you want some of that too, don't you?" Mark asked Jerry.
	I loved the sputtering Jerry went through before he could pick
his words.
	"Whatever you want," Jerry was so reasonable. "You tell me."
	"You got that," Mark said. "So take it out and put it in her
ass."
	It wasn't so easy to ignore Jerry when his cock went up my ass.
Even in his uncertainty, having his dick in my ass brought a smile to
his face. And there was no denying his dick was in my ass. Mark had
made it easy for Jerry to slide right in, but I still could feel it.
	Mark made that better about five seconds later when I felt his
chest on my back. He reached around to press his fingers against my
pussy and Jerry again receded into easy to ignore.
	"You'll do anything to get cock, won't you?" Mark rasped in my
ear as he used his fingers to move me up and down on Jerry's cock.
"You don't care who or where or anything, do you?"
	"Oh please! Don't stop. I'll do anything if you just keep doing
that," I moaned back.
	I was seeing a bit more of Mark's fantasy now and it wasn't
bothering me one bit. I felt even more sexy than when I told him a
story of my past and he made me act out something from it or ordered
me to do something to 'pay' for my sinful ways.
	This was even more intense since I was the one supposed to get
off like a rocket for his amusement. His fingers were doing a good job 
of firing my boosters. And that cock (it could be anybody's now) was
hard in my ass as Mark jerked me up and down the pole with his hand.
	"Go on you dirty slut, cum on that cock," Jerry growled. "Take it
and like it just like you always do."
	I wasn't in a responding mood. My breath was coming a bit too fast
to shape into more than moaning sounds. Mark had lit the fuse.
	"Fuck her now, dammit," Mark snarled at Jerry. "Now is when she
needs it."
	Jerry sputtered, but Mark cut him off with the demand, "Fuck
her!"
	Jerry lasted just enough to get me to the brink. I suppose he
knew he couldn't last, but Mark was not taking excuses. He wasn't 
leaving me hanging either. When Jerry shot off in my ass, Mark got
the idea what had happened. His fingers turned up into me and he took
over for the thrusting Jerry could no longer provide.
	It was good. Jerry was stil enough of a presence in my ass to 
make Mark's fucking fingers that bit better. And Mark was not letting
me off before the explosion. I came hard. In the haze of exploding
skyrockets there was one more prod to my joy.
	I could feel Mark's cock getting hard against my back.

	"Umm... Gee... That was so great," Jerry said. "But I've got to
get up early. I gotta go."
	I almost felt sorry for him as he dragged his limp cock off like
a tail between his legs. Almost, because it was Jerry. I would have 
felt genuinely sorry for anyone else. Mark and I were having a great 
time. It would be a pity for anyone but Jerry to miss the point.
	 "Now that you've had a real man, I suppose you don't want this,"
Mark mocked poor Jerry as he waved his newly risen hard-on at me.
	"I want anything you want to do to me," I said.
	He wanted to make me cum and cum again. It was romantic, but not
necessarily in that soft gentle way. He got sappy, but he got a little
rough too as he fucked me for the next hour. It was beautiful.

	All in all, it was something we should have done a long time ago.
In my distaste for Jerry I had forgotten one universal truth: there is
no more fragile ego than a man's in regard to his sexual prowess.
	I forgive myself because fucking Jerry wasn't thinkable, much
less ponderable, but once it had happened I knew where the power lay.
I was much less sensitive to Jerry's constant leching than he was to
my fact-based appraisal of his cocksmanship.
	Mark had soved the Jerry problem. He would never say if that was
his intention or a happy co-incidence. I don't care. He did say it was
one of our better nights and that's all I care about.
	He's also mentioned my friend Marcie. I wonder what secret from
my past will have to pop up before he mentions that the threesome with
two women might be fun.
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	four guys in a ski cabin

	I wasn't supposed to be the only girl. At least they didn't tell
me I was going to be the only girl. I don't know if that was the plan
or if other girls chickened out.
	It was obvious when we got there and there were four guys and me.
I asked where we were sleeping and they told me where each of them was
going to be. There were four places and they each had one. I slept
with whoever I was sleeping with at the moment.
	That kind of sucked, but I knew that was only how they saw it.
What it meant was I had four places to sleep and four guys competing
to get me to pick the one they were in. You'd think even boys would
understand the laws of supply and demand.
	But while I'm being so proud of myself for knowing everything, I
guess the guys would say: we could tell this one wouldn't be happy
until she'd fucked all of us. And that was right too.
	I got tired of them bragging to each other and punching each
other in the arm. There was no basis for a decision in that. I
suggested the auction.
	Tell you what we'd do for you? Out loud? In front of everybody?
I explained that I didn't think they'd do it in private if they weren't
willing to say it out loud. Secretly I wanted peer pressure on my side.
They were more likely to do what they said if their buddies already 
thought they were doing it.
	I went with the guy that said he'd lick my pussy and my ass. It
wasn't only the best offer, it was four aces with these guys. I could
tell by their reactions that nobody could beat it.
	His name was Sam and he might have had a royal flush up his
sleeve behind the four aces. He wasn't shy about anything. He licked
pussy with a purpose and didn't hesitate a beat before sticking his
tongue in my ass. I was pretty happy with my choice.
	I hadn't even taken off my top. Sam got my pants and undies off
me and put me on the cot he was sleeping on and and went to work. I was
real eager to help him get the rest off me when he wanted to fuck me.
	He could have made me cum and he knew it, but he stopped while
I was right on the edge. He wanted me eager and willing and it worked.
	I don't even know why we were in such a hurry to get my top and
bra off. It could have only been so we didn't have to do it later
because Sam didn't stop to play with my tits. He got right on top of me
and put his dick in my pussy and his tongue in my mouth.
	It was real good because I was so close when he started fucking 
that I got off right away. And he kept right on fucking and I stayed
hot and got off again before he came.
	The bad thing was that the cot wasn't really big enough for two 
of us when we were done and wanted to sleep. He had been good and all,
but I didn't know him well enough to sleep all tangled up with him.
	That made it a good thing when another guy, Dave, rudely woke me.
What are you doing? Are you going to hog her all night? Dave was asking
Sam.
	It was crude to talk of me like baggage but getting untangled
from Sam was worth it. Dave had one of the real beds and I was ready to
fuck him for the chance to be comfortable.
	Dave had obviously been sulking for a while. He was horny and hard
and ready to shove it in me as soon as we got to bed. That was a little
quick right after waking up but it got okay pretty soon and pretty 
soon after that it was over.
	Dave wasn't any better to sleep with than Sam, but at least I had
room for my whole ass on the bed while Dave was wrapped around me like
a vine. He was hugging my tits so tight I felt like I was wearing a
sports bra, but it was still better than the cot.
	Dave woke up with a hard-on and pushed my head down for me to
suck it. I blew him and then greeted the rest of the guys with semen
breath and the dregs of a salty taste in my mouth. Coffee was important
that morning.
	So, what do we do today? was the code word for who got to fuck me
next. We WERE snowed in and skiing was impossible, but I got the
feeling they wouldn't be skiing if they could. I got the feeling that
this was exactly the reason they all came up to the cabin in the first
place.
	I wanted to open bidding wars but I was over-ruled. Sam would
have won again easily and I guess they all knew it. Bill and Jim just
wanted their turns. They were in favor of me getting busy with one of
them so the other could fuck me next.
	I didn't want to start that early because I could see where this
was going. I wasn't excited about fucking all four of them but I have
to admit it didn't bother me much. I certainly didn't want to be the
object of a four-man gang-bang all day and all night and that was what
was going to happen unless I came up with something.
	It turned out I made it worse. If they weren't going to bid for
my favors again, someone should at least demonstrate his pussy-eating
skills for everyone, I suggested. I'd get naked- right there in front
of all of them. One of them just had to eat my pussy.
	It wasn't an uninformed choice. I knew from the way Sam had gone 
for it the night before that he'd have no problem. I figured everyone
else knew that too. At least it set up some competition.
	It being his turn, or Bill's, Jim agreed to do it. It was pretty
hot dropping the robe and looking at them staring at my naked body. I
felt pretty good laying down on the sofa and spreading my legs.
	They were all going to see it. I didn't feel funny about putting
on a show, in fact, I felt sexy and wanted. They were almost drooling
and that gave me a thrill.
	Jim didn't want to strip down at first, but I made him. I told
him it didn't make sense for him to get me hot and then have to take
off his clothes. I told him I would fuck Bill first if he wasn't ready.
	So he got down and started licking my pussy with all the other 
guys telling him what to do and calling him a cunt-licker. I don't
know how he felt about it, but I thought it was funny. Funny was good
because his pussy eating was only mildly amusing.
	Even mildly amusing was something. I started to want more and I
knew there was only one way to get it. I told him to stop eating me and
start fucking. I don't think he wanted to fuck me in front of the
others but he wanted to fuck me and I think the two cancelled out.
	He slid right up my body and into me in one crawl. He was horny
and he was there to fix that. It wasn't the worst fuck ever, but that
wasn't Jim's fault. The only technique he used was to pull back and
fuck me with half his cock for a while and I'm sure that was to slow
himself down so his friends wouldn't tease him about being a half-
minute man. He was there to get his rocks off. It was all for him.
	He lost interest in me and got interested in finding his pants
immediately. I lay there like he left me with cum leaking out of my
twat just to tease the other boys. I was used to the audience now. I
had come to terms with what was going to happen sitting around the 
table the night before.
	Bill wanted me to 'clean up that mess' because he was next. I
appreciated the break and hoped Bill would wait an hour or something.
I was all for delay. I hadn't been successful in preventing them from
fucking me at 8 o'clock and I was trying to think of some way to stop
the inevitable rush.
	The way it was going, I was going to be the only girl in the 
middle of an orgy before noon. I didn't know where it might go from
there, but I was sure that I would be receiving every hard-on they 
could generate as long as any of them could get it up. The only bright
spot was that we were snowed in and another eight guys couldn't show
up.
	Bill came in the bathroom to supervise my cleaning. I suppose
it was partly to guard his territory. I guess I can understand how he
felt. He was the only guy I hadn't fucked. If I had chased Dave off 
the night before and taken a stand, it might be different. If Sam had
a bed instead of a cot it might have been different.
	I might have been able to stick to Sam all week-end and they
wouldn't have felt that bad. But I did go with Dave and I did fuck Jim
in front of everybody.
	I guess I felt the pressure of their need. I knew how much they
wanted me and that made it hard to be selfish with my pussy. It wasn't
that bad to be wanted so much by so many either.
	Bill thought we could do it in the bathroom if I'd bend over and
grab the sink. I told him he was going to have to fuck me in the other
room just like Jim. I told him he might as well take his clothes off
right there. I said I'd suck his dick if he took them off.
	It was more proof boys don't think. Bill was blushing- I saw it-
when he came out of the john with his hard-on swinging in front of him.
I guess he forgot that in the excitement of getting his dick sucked.
	I felt we were in some primitive wedding ceremony as we walked
between the other guys to the sofa. Here we were, both naked, and 
going to consummate in front of everyone. I noticed Bill was drooping
a little when we got to the sofa.
	He got over it when he got his cock in me. From there on it was
pure instinct. He was a bit better than Jim, but only because he lasted
the same amount of time without slowing down. He wasn't any more 
interested in my feelings than Jim had been.
	Now we were at the danger point. Everyone had gotten some and I
knew they all wanted more. At that point I realized it wasn't smart to
make them perform in public. I was stuck, buck naked, in the middle of
them and they were all having nasty thoughts.
	I wanted to cover up and get out of sight, but there was no place
to go. We were trapped in that cabin. At least I was trapped and they
were the trappers. I hoped they had brought cards so I could have a
break.
	You've all had some. That's enough. I tried to tell them. I knew
they would get more, but I wanted them to stop now. They could have 
their orgy if they had to, but we could wait until dark at least. Then
I could freeze up in the morning and we'd leave before my pussy was
raw.
	They compromised. They did have cards. They wanted to play strip
poker. That was the same as orgy to me. I had a robe. They were
dressed. They had lots of clothes and I had a robe. I was going to
play naked most of the time and perform a lot of penalties. It was
exactly the way they liked it.
	It was a break of sorts because they started tame. When I lost
I only had to kiss the winner or let him fondle me. Actually it was
good, dirty fun. It didn't hurt that I had pretty good luck and
wasn't being groped every hand.
	All this naughty play was good when the guys started getting 
down to skin and the rules changed. It kept me tingling so it wasn't
so bad when I had to suck a dick or let some guy fuck my tits. I
demanded that they suck my pussy when I won so I was pretty excited.
	Then came fuck time. I had sucked cock. I'd been fingered
furiously. I'd been tit-fucked. There was only one thrill left. Jim
had won a hand and I had lost. He had me come over to kiss him and
then he stood up and made sure his cock went right up my pussy.
	He fucked me a while and then sat down gasping. I knew what was
coming from then on. Sure enough, the next time I found myself on
Sam's lap with his dick in me. He was sucking my tits and I was
wiggling my butt on his prod.
	Even Dave, who still had pants and underwear, pulled them down
to bend me over the table and fuck me for a while. It was kinky. I
didn't mind it at all. I could feel the tension growing inside me and
my nipples were hard the whole time. It was like being fucked by
inches and it was hot.
	But I knew it couldn't last and every time I expected the guy to
say, fuck it, I'm going to keep going. I guess hard-ons are harder to
control than a wet pussy. Everyone I could see had a hard-on and I 
could feel the tension from outside as much as from inside.
	Everybody had their shot and I think Sam had two before Bill
went off. My nuts are busting! Bill said. I need to get off. Bend over 
the table and I'm going to give it to you.
	I don't know what would have happened next. When I bent over the
table, Bill stuck his dick in me and pushed me down. My tits made stuff
scatter everywhere and the other guys said it was all fucked up and
we couldn't play any more.
	I think they were just tired of waiting. It was orgy time now.
Dave claimed he was the winner because he had the most clothes on and
came over to stick his dick in my mouth while Bill fucked me. That
started it.
	It was free-for-all time. I guess getting them used to being
naked around each other wasn't a good idea. They weren't shy at all
trying to get their dicks in me. When Bill was done, Jim took over.
	Sam waited back. When three of them had come in my pussy or
mouth he was smiling at me. You ever take it in the ass? he asked.
He was obviously the stud in this group. The other guys all stared at
me. 
	I could lie and Sam would probably not push it- not until we were
alone anyway. If I told the truth I was getting a cock up the butt. If
I got a cock up the butt, then everyone would want a turn. Oh, my
aching ass!
	At least Sam had been nice enough to wait until the other guys 
had shot their wads before bringing it up. And lying was no longer an
option. The other guys would want it just because Sam mentioned it. I
figured he'd know what he was doing and it was better to have them
watch it done right.
	Oh what a silly dreamer! Maybe Sam knew how to do it right, but
he wasn't interested. I have to be grateful he found some vaseline to
grease my anus because he didn't do anything else. To be fair, he gave
me all the time it took to open up for him, but that was with his cock
pushing at my asshole the whole time.
	He didn't force it. He just kept pushing until my asshole let him
in. He did the same with the head of his cock in my ass before he
fucked me. It wasn't traumatic, but it sure wasn't a good
demonstration. I had to work like the devil while he only had to lean
on his cock. It was about as easy as could be, but I had been hoping
for fingers and a lecture about making sure I was ready for a cock.
	I suppose I should be grateful he waited for me to adjust before
shoving his cock all the way up my ass. Like I said, it wasn't that
bad, but I was already dreading what the others would make of it when
it was their turn.
	All eyes were certainly on my ass as Sam's cock went up it. It
was real quiet in the cabin as they watched me get fucked in the ass.
It was almost like some religious rite the way they gawped.
	The air was charged like that all through lunch. I knew what they
were thinking but I'm not sure they realized how obvious it was. I'd
bet they each thought they had the original idea.
	I've never fucked a girl in the ass and it would be really
special. I'd remember you the rest of my life if you'd let me. I'll be
gentle. Please, please, please, please, please! That was what they were
thinking.
	The only good thing is that it saved me from an orgy after lunch.
None of them wanted to beg to fuck my ass in front of the others. I'm
sure they were past being shy about doing it, but they didn't want to
risk asking for it. It made them pretend to be interested in other 
things while they waited for the chance to get me alone.
	That gave me four guys watching each other and a break from any
constant assault for a while. Nobody said anything when I got dressed.
It was a patch of heaven in a busy day. Not that heaven wasn't a
bit clouded by what loomed on the horizon.
	Sam turned out to be the devil. As the most confident heterosexual
in the place he assumed the job as supervisor. When he had judged that
I had a long enough break, he got it all started. It was time to make
supper. Three of them would cook and the other guy would fuck me in the
ass.
	It was all so easy when Sam set it up, damn him. He was the only
one not afraid to say aloud what they all were thinking. And he had it
all planned.
	Since Bill was the last to fuck me, he got picked to be the ass
fucker. He had a room and we went there. That was a break for me. Bill
was like a puppy when we got alone. He was all grateful and wanted to
do it the way I wanted. Except it was going in my ass, that is.
	I decided I knew how better than him so I showed him what he
should do with my own fingers in my own butt hole. I got him raging
hard by giving him a light hand-job with the vaseline.
	I came out of that only slightly sore and that was because I got
him so horny with the hand-job. His cock went in pretty nice, only a
pinch or two. It was the frantic fucking once I told him it was okay
to fuck me that did it.
	I had to do an emergency drop to the bed to open up for the
attack and then there wasn't anything I could do to encourage him to
ease up. Like I said, I got out of it okay, but I wasn't so sure with
my ass in the air and Bill pounding into it.
	He liked it. Damn it was so tight! Damn it was hot! I mean 
hot like fire! He bragged over supper.
	That was in bad taste and stupid. It was stupid because everyone
was going to get a chance to form their own opinion and it was in bad
taste because I didn't want them all trying to out-do each other. So
far I had been doing okay in fending off the gang-bang possibilities
and I didn't want to ruin that on the last night.
	Then Sam took over again. If Dave would let Jim borrow his room, 
then Sam was sure I'd make it up to him. But Dave wanted to go first.
I have no idea how I was going to 'make it up' to Dave. I'm probably
happier for that.
	It was bad enough to be face in the covers on my knees on Dave's
bed and holding open my butt for him to fuck. I know it wasn't as bad
as it could have been and I knew that then, but it was small comfort
when Dave pushed his cock against my asshole.
	He stopped when I yelped, but he made me yelp before he stopped.
Dave wanted his cock up my ass and he was going for it. I guess he
didn't want to hurt me- hence the stopping, but he wanted to fuck my 
ass as quick as he could. That carried over to the way he fucked my
ass too.
	Seriously, the getting up my ass was getting easier since they
were fucking me again before my anus recovered, but the fucking was
getting raw. No amount of lube protects against friction, it only
softens the impact and an anal gang-bang was enough to make it add
up to an ouchy rear end.
	I wanted to recover. I wanted time to relax a little. I wasn't
going out into the other room right away. I didn't want Jim's dick up 
my butt right after Dave's. So much for what I wanted.
	Now she should make it up to me, Jim said as he barged right into
Dave's room. I was trying to feel good that he was coming in and I 
wouldn't have to go out and perform for the guys again, but they were
right on Jim's heels. I was giving a show regardless of the location.
	For all I know it was better. I certainly didn't have any trouble
when Jim stuck his cock in my ass. Maybe it all melted together with
Dave fucking my ass and that was good. I only know the way it happened,
not the way it might have. 
	I do know Jim took more time than anybody because he was proudly
showing off how his cock looked going up my ass. It amused him and I
guess he thought it impressed the others. Then someone remembered some
porn video he saw and all hell broke loose.
	Suddenly I wasn't just getting it up the ass. They got Sam under 
me to fuck my pussy and I was getting it in both holes when Jim went
back up my ass. That's not as tight a fit as you might fantasize, but
there's no comparison to the full feeling.
	Anyway, it did get Jim off pretty quick and then they were 
helpless to do much more but stick fingers up my ass while Sam finshed
up. I saw a lot of danger there, but fortunately it didn't happen.
	We had to get up early and turned in early. I slept in bed with
Bill to start and had a midnight interlude with Dave again. I thought
packing and leaving would fill the morning, but there was time for 
each one of them to get a blow-job before we left.
	Looking back, it was a lot more exciting than being there and 
nowhere near as romantic- or funny- as my time with the professor.
I did date Sam for a while after that and he was everything I thought
and more- but this is the story about the cabin and it's over now.
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