Article 116612 of alt.sex.stories: From: joe.slackie@gifshope.com (Joe Slackie) Subject: CABANA BOY MF MF CON 1/14 Date: Sun, 24 Dec 1995 22:13:00 GMT Cabana Boy by Max Voltage Chapter I Tuesday Morning It wasn't even nine o'clock, and I could tell it was going to be a steamer of a June day at The Beach Club. To get most of the heavy work out of the way before it got too hot, I was rushing to set up wooden chaise lounges, tables and umbrellas. I served as the "cabana boy," a somewhat humiliating title for a 17-year-old, for two rows of the largest units. Although I was treated like a servant, I didn't complain because the tipping was excellent, and the unforgettable personal experiences that summer would revolutionize my sex life. There were eight of us all in excellent physical shape because w were expected to do just about anything. Basically, we were like lifeguards, but made a lot more money. Depending on the weather and what kinds of services we rendered, it was possible to make up to $1,000 a week in salary and tips. The Beach Club was on Long Island Sound, had a beach, two pools, tennis courts, snack bars, dining room and sixteen rows of cabanas. Cabanas ranged in size from small closets, big enough to stand in to change your clothes, to 10-ft. x 12-ft. partitioned rooms. Each was split into a large front section with a chaise, two armless straight-backed chairs, a low shelf with small wall mirror, a cheap full-length mirror, and a small back area, half of which was a shower. There was about 18" of air space between the tops of the cinderblock walls that divided the units and the roof, which was about 10 ft. high. I had lucked out by being assigned to two rows of the large cabanas, where the tips were the best. The club didn't really get active until lunchtime and again in the late afternoon, except on weekends, which were busy from nine until after dark. My job was to take care of everything from minor repairs to fetching pitchers of water to setting up chairs, card tables and umbrellas. Little did I know that at least half of my job would be to service the women, most of whom were married, but spent their free time on weekdays trolling for sex and working on their tans while their husbands were at work. This was only my third week on the job, and I had been shown the tricks of the trade by a couple of the older cabana boys. They showed me how to spy on people fucking and getting dressed through holes in the walls, especially around the shower heads, and how to use mirrors to see over the walls into the surrounding cabanas. Working there made me hornier than hell, especially since I had broken up with my girlfriend four months earlier. It was tough watching all those girls and women in their bathing suits, and knowing which were turning tricks for money, the horny housewives, the insatiable nymphos, and those who fucked like bunnies, but were ugly as sin and paid you to do the honors. The latter gave a new meaning to condoms; you didn't know whether to put them over your dick or her head. We knew who was doing what to whom and how, which guys were making the rounds and on whom they and their wives and girlfriends were cheating. Most of the women who came on to me were young singles (from 11 and up) and middle-aged housewives. I enjoyed the latter most of all because they really knew how and were grateful to fuck, and often thanked me with "tips." And, if they liked your service, they often didn't hesitate in referring their friends (as if I were some sort of doctor or handyman). Like most Tuesdays, there weren't many people around yet, and I was cleaning an empty cabana for a future rental when I noticed light coming through a hole in the wall under a shelf that was about three feet off the floor. I looked through and was staring at two women at panty level, carrying on a conversation about their sex lives. "I can't tell you, Carol, how great it was to be fucked by that young stud last night," said the first voice in the yellow panties, rubbing her hand over her crotch. She was very tall and leggy, with protruding hip bones. "Where did you say he worked, Sue?" asked the voice behind the blue panties, who was petite and well-proportioned. "He's one of the lifeguards at the far pool. We had a couple of drinks in his cabana on the other side of the club when the pool closed, and, after he shut the cabana door, I don't think we had our suits on for more than ten seconds... We were so anxious to fuck that I tried to stuff him in me while we were still standing. It was incredible, Carol... I needed to have him inside me so bad I was actually shaking." I quietly adjusted my position, so I could look up. They seemed to be in their late thirties or early forties. The one named Sue had shoulder-length light brown hair, and must have been at least 5'10". She was all legs, and very thin - almost to the point of looking anorexic, but the thought of having those legs wrapped around me while I pumped away at her pussy was very exciting. She had turned away from her friend, slipped off her panties, unhooked her bra, and was quickly stepping into a blue one-piece. Her bust seemed very small from what I could see. And seeing wasn't easy; with all the squinting and straining, my eyes were beginning to tear. Carol, meanwhile, was now sitting at the shelf and mirror facing me, fingering her pussy under the edge of her pants. "I can't tell you the last time I got laid," she said. "I think Richard's been fucking his legal assistant on the side because it's been at least six months since he's been interested. He won't even let me give him a blow job... Do you know any guy who wouldn't go nuts for a good sucking. And, I think I'm pretty good (giggle)!" Her finger began working more furtively maybe two feet from my eye. "I'm getting to the point that I get turned on even when I see two horseshoe crabs locked together. I'm going around consciously staring at every guy's crotch; if things don't change soon, I'll start making friends with my boxer. He's well hung and has a fabulous tongue." A wet spot was forming on her blue panties, as Carol kept working her pussy, probably fantasizing about fucking Sue's new boyfriend; but, I, in turn, liked to fantasize she was purposely putting on a show for me. "Well," said Sue, "I'm going to head over to the pool and see if he's there, 'cause I want to take advantage of a good thing while Harry's away. Too bad there's just one of him; why don't you try to latch onto a piece of meat as your goal for the day." "Yeah, with my luck, I'll probably hook up with a cross- dresser... although that wouldn't be so bad at this point. Or, maybe I'll just take a wrong turn onto an Army base. I'll meet you over by the pool in a bit," Carol said as Sue left. My rod, already extended to its full eight inches was ready to explode when Carol stood, reached behind her, unhooked her lace bra, slipped down her panties, and looked right toward me (actually at the mirror on the wall above my vantage point). She cupped her huge, firm breasts, holding them up toward the mirror, sliding her fingers up toward the plump brown areoles. As she pulled on her left nipple, her left hand ran down to her thick dark-brown bush, which stopped right above her mound. I was staring straight at her fingers as they ran along the crease in her distended, hairless cunt lips, and she was whispering to herself. I couldn't stand it any more. I had to do something. I quietly moved away from the wall, and looked up the name of the cabana occupant on my list. I grabbed a monkey wrench and towel and slipped out of the cabana. I let the towel drape over the front of my suit to hide the obvious as I gently rapped on the door of G112. "Who is it?" came the voice, as I imagined her looking for something to wear. "Cabana boy," Mrs. Richardson. "I just have to check your shower real quickly... it's an emergency." "Just a second." After a minute, the door eased open, and there she was in a short terrycloth robe. Carol was only about 5'3", almost a foot shorter than my 6'2" frame. "I'm sorry to bother you, Mrs. Richardson," I said making electric eye contact as I latched the door behind me. She had short blond hair (on her head, that is), blue eyes, and thick, pouty lips. She looked me over, moving her eyes down my chest to my crotch, which the towel was no longer hiding, and said, "Someone above must have heard me." "What?" I asked. "Just an inside joke," she said. "Now, where's your emergency?" "Back in the shower," I said, as I picked up her step stool and walked into the back. She followed me into the small rear section. I placed the stool in the shower, and stood on it facing her, pretending to test the overhead pipes above the shower head. I looked down, and her eyes were staring straight ahead at my bulge. Involuntarily, my suit stretched toward her as if she had willed it, and I knew her eyes were tracing the outline of my head and shaft through the nylon. "I think I see the plumbing problem," she smiled looking up at me. She ran her fingers around the outline of my glans, and the reality of her touch almost made me fall off the stool. "This seems to be the valve that needs some relief. You stay up there, hold onto the pipes, and I think I can handle this one from here." Her fingers slipped under the waist of my suit, and, in one deft move, she slid my suit down to my knees. My cock sprung toward her, and she gasped, "How do you walk around with that... it's so big and thick!" Her long, graceful fingers gently gripped the head and massaged the drops of pre-cum around it. Her hand slid down the shaft, and with the other she opened her robe.She looked up at me with glazed eyes, "Hold on so you don't fall, because you're going to get weak- kneed after I bleed this pipe. I can't believe how hard you are." She rubbed the head of my cock against her erect nipple, and coated the hard brown tip with the clear drops of cum seeping from my slit. "M-m-m-m, it's so pink and luscious," she mumbled. Her mouth latched onto the head. Warm, moist... her tongue twirling around it with a combination of saliva and pre- cum. Carol's moaning and slurping sounds and snake-like movements of her tongue around the ridge made my balls ache with desire. She pumped the base of my penis a couple of times before sliding the whole shaft into her mouth and throat, inch by inch. Her thick crimson red lips, stretched around my shaft, were all I could see as her mouth, tilted upward, totally engulfed my thick meat. I had never felt anything like it in my life, as the back of her throat sucked on my cockhead, contracting and expanding while the rest of her mouth remained locked in place. Carol placed one hand on my ass and began massaging and gently squeezing my balls with the other, and I exploded right down her throat. Her hand frantically worked my balls, as if she were trying to ensure that she was getting every drop. She slowly moved her mouth back to the ridge and began pumping my shaft to capture the last of the cream on the back of her tongue. "Come over to the chaise," she said as she led me off the stool by my cock. "I want you to fuck me while it's still hard enough to squeeze into my tight pussy. We don't have a lot of time because my friend will come back here looking for me. Her robe slid to the floor, and we French-kissed, her mouth still full with part of my load, while she continued to pump my cock to keep it up. Carol lay down on the low lounge with her pussy in the air, her feet planted on the floor on either side. She started rubbing her clit at a furious pace while her tongue licked my cum around her lips. She parted her smooth labia to show me her beautiful fuck hole, and I plunged between her legs with my quickly-revived cock. Her pussy was loaded with syrupy cum, which I could feel being displaced and running down my balls as I squeezed my way in to the hilt. When I hit bottom, Carol went crazy. We pumped in unison, and I thought she was going to rip off my shoulders as she spasmed and opened her mouth wide in a silent scream in an incredible climax. "Shoot it, shoot it in me. I can't believe how big you feel. Fuck my hungry pussy and fill me with your cum. Don't hold back." Her cunt squeezed my cock like her throat had, and her series of contractions enticed streams of cum to shoot into her farthest reaches. "That's it, baby, I can fell you squirting hot juice inside me... don't stop... I love it." Carol wildly started planting small kisses all over me - wherever she could reach. With a big sigh, she calmed down and went limp. I pulled out with a pop, my cock and balls totally drenched. "Bring it here," she pleaded, and I stood over her face and plopped my cum-coated semi-hardon into her mouth. She licked it like a lollipop, palpitated my scrotum, and licked my balls clean with her eyes closed. "I've got to have more of you," she said, right after planting a kiss to my cockhead. You've got such a gorgeous pink penis, and it fits my tight pussy just perfectly. Do you have a girlfriend?" "No, we broke up months ago," I said as I realized Carol was at least twice my age and old enough to be my mother. "That's good, because I like to think that these balls (which she was still playing with) are going to be manufacturing plenty of fresh cum exclusively for me. I can't tell you how good that first load tasted! Did you enjoy it?" "It was terrific!" I replied, trying to get used to the feeling that I was now someone's possession. "I've never had anyone give me head like you, and I never thought I'd be able to shoot a second big load so soon." "That's what's great about making love to a young, virile man like you. You just keep cumming, and I'll show you plenty of new ways to make love. Nothing gets me hotter than giving head and sucking the seed out of a pulsating cock. It's a power and control kind of thing. And, I love the taste of fresh cum, straight from the source." I went to the back and picked my suit off the floor, slipped it on and grabbed my wrench. She looked beautiful laying there with her succulent brown-tipped breasts leaning slightly downhill, her legs still spread. "So, tell me, where's this emergency leak?" she asked with a chuckle. "There," I pointed to her cunt. She spread her lips, revealing a thick white plug of my cum at the entrance. With her pussy still spread, Carol started massaging her clit with her other hand, and my cock stiffened. She pulled back the hood, revealing her small light pink love button and palpitated it, putting on a show for me. "Could you just lick and suck it a little bit before you leave?" she asked. I was starting to get worried about the time; my supervisor might be looking for me, but I couldn't pass up the opportunity to go down on her clit. Kneeling on the floor, I drew her bud into my mouth and gently sucked and licked until she tensed and held my head against her in another climactic convulsion. "Please, let me have you again. Lie down here and let me get on top." I got on my back, and she feverishly pulled my suit off again, my engorged cock immediately springing out. Carol swung her leg over, grabbed my shaft, positioned the head and sunk down on my cock facing me, taking it immediately to the root. I could feel all our mingled cum stream down and forming a sticky pool in the recess between my balls. Carol reached back and lifted them gently, and then scooped up some of the cum on her fingers and massaged the cream into her nipples. As she began pumping and grinding, she leaned forward ad I took the nipples of both breasts into my mouth, squeezing the mounds together, and sucked and bit the tips, driving her to another climax. She knew I hadn't cum, got off of me, and told me she wanted to watch me shoot. She drew my bloated glans into her mouth, and quickly pumped my meat with both hands. As I tensed, she pulled me out of her mouth, began rotating her hand around my sensitive head, and I shot my load - the first streams up to my forehead and chin, and the rest in a white trail leading back to my cock. "I want more," she said, and sucked every drop she could get out of my head. Carol traced the lines of cum with her tongue, lapping up the thick rivulets as she moved up my stomach and chest, and even licked my chin and forehead clean before kissing me deeply. I absolutely had to leave this nympho because I could feel my cock getting excited again, and I couldn't take a chance of her seeing that. We made plans to meet once again early the next morning in her cabana. I left Carol lying there, slightly dazed, with a huge pool of cum that had streamed onto the chaise cover between her legs. Carrying my wrench and towel, feeling somewhat lighter, I let myself out of the cabana, just as Sue came around the corner. I gave her a cheery "hi," which she returned with a smile. After all, I was her cabana boy, too, and was ready to serve any of my patrons who needed assistance. Article 116613 of alt.sex.stories: From: joe.slackie@gifshope.com (Joe Slackie) Subject: CABANA BOY MF MF CON 2/14 Date: Sun, 24 Dec 1995 22:17:00 GMT Cabana Boy by Max Voltage Chapter 2 Still Tuesday Immediately after Sue unlocked and entered her cabana, I turned back and slipped into the empty one next door. I looked through the hole under the shelf, and saw Carol still lying on the chaise, spreadeagled, feet on the floor on either side, her head propped up. Sue was sitting on the end of the lounger. "Boy, what a mess," said Sue, looking straight up at Carol's well-exposed, cum- drenched pussy and the puddle that had accumulated on the surface of the waterproof chaise cover between her legs. "I really needed that," said Carol, dreamily. "His name is Mark, and he's a hunk." "Was it the guy I just passed - tall, blond and carrying a wrench?" "Yeah," replied Carol smiling, "he was carrying some tool, and he really knows how to use it." "From the results I can see," said Sue, "it looks like he certainly had a lot to offer." "He was so big, and you wouldn't believe the first load of cum I sucked out of him; I didn't think he was going to stop shooting, and I almost gagged. When Richard cums, he just sort of dribbles it out." She began rubbing her pussy, "I couldn't believe the size of the loads he shot; I even pumped one out of him, his dickhead got enormous and it spurted up to his forehead." Sue's left hand disappeared between her legs. Carol spread her lips, and Sue's eyes were transfixed on her wet, gapping cunt while she fingered herself. "Want a taste?" Carol asked. Without responding or hesitating, Sue leaned over and started tonguing Carol's inviting, cum-stuffed fuck hole, and licked up along the crease to her clit. I could hear, in a low voice, when she came up for air, "It's so good... your cummy clit's delicious." She raised her head slightly, dipped her fingers in the reservoir on the chaise, and scooped up a load of cum, describing what she was doing softly to Carol, "I can't let all his cum go to waste, so I'm going to let it ooze down onto your hard clit, massage it in and tongue fuck you to completion. From her cupped hand full of liquid, Sue let the thick liquid stream in uneven globs down over her friend's hood and clit, and then her slick fingers played along the tip of Carol's erect organ, and drew it in and out of its sheath like a baby's uncut prick. Carol squeezed and caressed her large, firm breasts. As her brown nipples became erect like thimbles, she started moaning and rhythmically gyrating her hips; she climaxed and let out a squeal. Sue's face suddenly jolted back. Carol's contracting cunt muscles had shot a big dollop of my cum onto her cheek. Sue wiped it off with her finger and sucked it into her mouth. Sue inserted her long tongue into Carol's wet channel, and I could hear the intense sucking and lapping noises as she dove for all the cum she could get, and then went to pull her girlfriend's clit with her lips. Carol pushed Sue away, telling her it was too sensitive and she needed to rest. Carol stroked Sue's long brown hair as her head rested next to her thick, dark bush. Sue sat up, the light reflecting off of her face from the cum that coated her skin, and sucked the syrup off her fingers. "You wouldn't want to share Mark, would you? she asked. "What's wrong with your lifeguard?" "Nothing, really. Joel's just not big in the right way." "What do you mean?" "Well, he's average length, but his dick's real thin like my finger. And I get so hot and wet, that except for his swollen head, I really can't feel him pumping me. Add to that the damn condom, and I'm really straining to bring myself off. After the first time, when just looking at his dick - any dick - would have made me cum, I had to fake it to make him feel good." "I'll always take a thick, hard-driving dick over a long, slender one. It gets my clit excited from the friction," said Carol. "How come you're not on the pill?" "No reason to be except for an occasional fuck on the side. Harry had his tubes tied, and just shoots blanks, and it makes me bloated and my tits sore. Personally, I don't think Harry had the operation for me. This way he doesn't have to worry about any child support payments when he fucks around in the office. He's never been happy about the size of my tits, and I didn't want to go the implant route. My nipples get so sensitive that Harry can make me cum by sucking them without ever touching my pussy. But he's always chasing women with breasts like yours - now more than ever." "My Richard would fuck anyone with big boobs, and I know he's getting it on with his assistant. About Mark, though, I don't know. You're awfully slender, Sue. I think Mark's cock may be too big for you... it gets almost as wide as my wrist." (They should have seen it at that moment; it was about as long and wide as it was ever going to get, and dripping.) "As I said, I get real wet when I'm fucking, and I don't think I'd have any problem. Just talking about a fat dick inside me is making me wet." Her left hand was back between her legs, and I could see her elbow moving up and down as her fingers caressed her pussy under the nylon of her blue suit. "I'll tell you what, Sue, Mark's going to stop by again tomorrow morning, and maybe you'll just happen to still be here, and we'll test the waters. If he's not put off by going two on one, it's okay with me - at least this time. You can be in the back, finishing up when he arrives, and I'll introduce you to his big dick after I get it warmed up. But, I'd like a chance to suck a load out of your lifeguard's skinny cock, and maybe ride him bareback. I bet he'd like to shoot his gism deep into my cunt without one of those fucking rubbers. I hate those things; nothing - except maybe sucking the life out of a guy's cock - beats the feeling of the rush of warm cum shooting up into me and washing the walls of my pussy with hot cream. And I love walking around feeling the droplets clinging inside me. That's one reason I like fucking early in the day because I'm turned on whenever I feel a guy's cum squishing around inside me for the entire day. "I remember when I was an office temp a few years ago, and one of the mail room guys, Lars, came onto me. I had a 20-minute coffee break and we went into a little used stairwell in the high-rise office building. It was one of those chemistry things, where we stared at each other when we first met and knew immediately that we had to fuck" Sue's elbow was moving at a faster tempo, and I could imagine her finger running in and out of her pussy while Carol continued her story. "We went under the stairs, and I groped for his dick immediately, and unfastened his jeans. His fingers were rubbing my pussy through my panty hose. He had one of those exciting-looking thick, uncut penises with sticky clear cum running out of the tiny opening in his sheath. I started jacking his head in and out and as soon as I sucked up all the liquid welling up at the tip, more would start oozing out, while I struggled to roll off my pantyhose and panties. I released him while I got my panties off, and he pulled one of those fucking lubricated, nipple-ended condoms out of his wallet and slid it over his dick. The guy was so excited; he told me he hadn't been laid in almost two years, and I soon became a believer. "We didn't have much time," Carol continued, with Sue's eyes rolled back in her head, near climax, "so he slipped his jeans and briefs only down to his knees with his leather boots still on. I was lying there with my knees drawn close, my pussy spread wide, and he gave meaning to the word 'pecker' as he kept plunging and withdrawing in quick strokes until he could squeeze that fat slab of meat all the way in. It was an incredible feeling, because every time I felt I had stretched to the max to accommodate him, I could feel him swelling even bigger, and I longed for and knew I'd be deprived of the sensation of him spurting directly into my uterus. He tensed just as I started coming, and his dick exploded with such power that it jolted my body into the air. I went nuts with excitement when I felt him pulsating and gushing inside me, and it was so good that tears were streaming down my face. He slowly eased out of my pussy, making a loud 'pop' on exiting. "'Geez,' he said, 'I guess this rubber was kinda old.' We stared at it an the nipple end would have been entirely blown off except for a little piece of latex that was keeping it dangling. The whole gallon of cum was inside me, and I was ecstatic, thinking I had caused that kind excitement and explosion. "'I don't think even a lead container could have taken the pressure of that much cum shooting out of your cannon,' I said. I rolled off the remains of his so-called contraceptive, gave his head a few last sucks, squeezed his balls to make sure I had gotten it all, put on my panties, balled up my panty hose into my purse, and thanked him. All day, I was fingering my pussy and walking around with him sloshing around inside me. He was off the next day - my last on that job - but I could still feel his sticky clots of cream inside me. And I've always fantasized, and tried to make my fantasies come true, about fucking guys and giving and receiving head in unusual settings." "Did you ever see him again," Sue asked. "Yes, once," she responded. "I was working at another place on the other side of the park about three months later, and he was sitting on a bench eating his sandwich. I had this immediate, unbelievable longing for his dick, but it would have been impossible to fuck there. After some small talk, that animal attraction kicked in, and I was getting all wet. There weren't too many people in the area, so I led him behind some tall bushes,unzipped his jeans, got down on my knees, and pulled his penis out through the opening in his briefs. I popped him in my mouth. He got huge immediately. I pulled him out of my mouth to see how engorged his head was getting, and was jerking him off when he let loose with a series of shots of thick rivulets of cum that splattered onto the nearby rhododendron leaves. I opened my mouth wide and quickly aimed him toward me; the next shot splattered into my mouth from about a foot away. I sucked him into my mouth as fast as I could to drink the rest of his spunk, and kept yanking his hose with my hands until he couldn't take it anymore and his juicy head retracted. I rolled the remains of his thick cum around inside my mouth before swallowing the last of it, while he pulled his still-dripping organ back into his pants. We left, and I wondered if anyone would notice the white splashes of cum, clinging to the dark green leaves." Carol was finished with her story, and Sue looked exhausted. "It's a deal," said Sue, coming back to life and picking up the original topic of conversation where they had left off. "Get on your suit and I'll point him out to you over at the pool. Maybe we can have a few drinks after Danny gets off, and I'll hold him down while you fuck his brains out. I get to lick his cum out of your pussy, though." "Great idea! Where's his cabana?" "A14," replied Sue, washing the cum off her face and fingers. I was already feeling the pressure thinking about my impending performance Wednesday morning and was trying to get my rod to soften up so I could walk out of the cabana. I'd have to be sure to get a good night's sleep. But, first, I might stop in the neighborhood of A14 before going home and check out a good vantage point for the evening's activity with lucky Danny. I quietly left to earn some of the salary I was getting paid. After several hours of setting up card tables, carrying chairs to the beach for some old bags and serving ice water, I went into my cabana to hide out and eat my sandwich. Before sitting down to a quiet lunch, I wanted to check on the Renalli family, which consisted of Mrs. Renalli, her three-month old baby, 11-yr. old daughter (Judy), 6-yr.-old son (who was in day camp), Mr. Renalli (who only came on weekends), and Judy's boyfriend (Michael). Mrs. Renalli liked flirting with me, and I was forever helping her out with setting up her crib, finding umbrellas, etc. She was in her mid-thirties, had naturally dark skin and dark brown hair, was not exactly svelte after bearing a few kids, but had a very attractive top-heavy figure, and big brown eyes. It seemed like she made conscious efforts to lean down in my direction to show off her deep cleavage. I had never seen her undressed, but what had gotten me interested in spying on their cabana, which backed on mine, was her daughter, Judy. I overheard Judy talking to Michael one day when I was eating lunch, about having him hurry before her mother returned. I looked through the large shower-head hole, and saw him getting ready to fuck the 11-yr.-old. He was around 14 years old, and was standing with his suit around his ankles, his short, thin hairless cock standing at attention. Judy was lying on the lounge nude. She was still flat- chested with slightly puffy nipples and an amazing amount of light brown hair, forming a triangular thatch above her almost hairless cunt lips. She was spread facing me, and her little fingers parted her lips slightly with one hand showing me her virginal pink slit while she flicked her clit with the other. Michael was stroking his pecker, and Judy stared at it above her face, as he moved his tight foreskin back and forth. "Come on, Michael. This time I want you to shoot your wad inside me like you did last week. I don't want you to make a mess because Mom will be here soon." "Okay, but I only jacked off last time because you said you wanted to see what it looked like." He got between her legs and eased his penis into her without any problem. His sack was small and tight to his shaft. This was obviously not a new experience for them. "Oh, Michael, I can't believe you're inside me. Try to hold off as long as you can. It feels so good going in and out. Please get as deep as you can this time before you squirt." Michael was starting to quicken his pace. His small tight butt was moving back and forth, driving his young prick into his pre-teen lover. "I can't hold back any longer; I'm cumming!" A steady trickle of cum seeped out of her little pussy, forced out by his continued pumping. Judy grabbed his ass with both hands to hold him inside as deeply as possible, and then they collapsed. "I feel all wet and tingly now, Michael. Did you like sticking your penis in me again?" "You're really hot, and I wish we could do it more often. We're always rushing it to avoid your mom catching us." He pulled out and sat up to get dressed. "Gosh, look at all my sperm coming out of your vagina; it's really sexy looking." "Why don't you take the mirror off the wall so I can see." Michael removed the mirror and held it between her legs. "Gosh, that's neat. You really filled me up." She spread open her slit, and webs of white cum crisscrossed between the walls of her tight little cunt. She fingered her hole, and brought a little cum to her lips for a taste. "Let me taste you before you put on your suit." She sat up and plopped his flaccid penis in her mouth, licked around the shaft, and sucked the remaining drops from under his foreskin. Holding and stroking him, she looked up at Michael. "Maybe one day, when my mom has things to do around the house, I can convince her to drop us off here for the day so we can be alone. Then we can make love all day, and you can keep filling me with your delicious sperm." "That would be cool," he said, "and we could try all different positions and lick each other all over like we saw your mom and dad do." He put on his suit and left, and I finished my lunch. Article 116615 of alt.sex.stories: From: joe.slackie@gifshope.com (Joe Slackie) Subject: CABANA BOY MF MF CON 3/14 Date: Sun, 24 Dec 1995 22:18:00 GMT Cabana Boy by Max Voltage Chapter 3 Afternoon I could never tell what I'd see next in the Ranelli cabana after that episode between 11-yr.-old Judy and her 14-yr.-old boyfriend, Michael. I moved the step stool into the shower, looked through the water pipe hole, and was welcomed by an amusing sight. Right below me was Michael, stroking his wiener behind the curtain, watching Mrs. Ranelli out front changing her clothes. All the way up by the door was the crib and her baby fast asleep. Here I was, watching Michael watching her. Mrs. Ranelli removed her nursing bra, unleashing a humungous set of tits with large, dark red nipples. Without lactating, she still would be one of the best hung women I had ever seen - live or in pictures. She was examining her nipples in the mirror when Michael inadvertently brushed the curtain partition with his elbow. Mrs. Ranelli grabbed a towel, moved toward the curtain, and slid it quickly to the side. "Michael, you asked to change your suit at the same time as me, but I think you've been watching me getting undressed. And the proof is in your hand. Let's see what you've got there." She looked down and took his young prick in her hand. "Very nice. ... and very hard." I could tell she was excited because her nipples became erect almost immediately on holding him. "I'll tell you what... I won't punish you or tell your parents if you'll do something for me, and I'll help you out with your erection. I can teach you a few things you won't forget that will put a smile on your face." Michael, in a nervous voice, said, "Sure, anything... I didn't mean any harm, but you're so beautiful, and I fantasize about you all the time." "Really? What do you fantasize about?" she asked with great interest. "About seeing you undressed... what it would be like to cuddle with you and fondle your breasts... and someday, when I get older, to make love to you. She dropped her towel, and stood before him with only her panties on, and lifted her blue-veined, red-tipped breasts up for his inspection. "It's okay, you can touch." He ran his small fingers down her ample cleavage, over and around her very erect deep red nipples. Mrs. Ranelli moved behind him with her huge, heavy breasts pressed against his bare back, and reached around his waist with both hands. She cupped one hand under his scrotum, and enveloped his stiff dick with her other and began stroking. "Does that feel good?... Have you ever ejaculated before, Michael?" Meanwhile, she was swaying gently, letting her nipples drag back and forth across his back. "Not really," he lied. "Once I felt like I was close, but nothing came out. "Now I want to teach you how to make love to a woman. It will be many years before you and my Judy can make love - if you ever do, but now that you're 14, you should begin learning how to treat a woman. "Let's go up front, but you're going to have to be quiet so you don't wake Benjy. I want you to do a couple of things for me that we're not going to tell anyone about. And you haven't done them before, so I'm going to have to teach you how. Come over to the lounge. He followed her, and sat next to her. I couldn't hear much of what they were saying since she was whispering to him. But I could see almost everything, and could imagine the dialogue. She started kneading the nipple on her left breast until it was hard and erect again. She whispered something to Michael, and then lifted her left breast with both hands, and drew her nipple into her own mouth, demonstrating how to suckle with obvious pleasure. My cock was already at full mast, watching her drink her own milk. She withdrew it and sensuously licked the excess milk all around the red pigmented area. Lifted up, one of Mrs. Ranelli's breasts was the size of Michael's head. Mrs. Ranelli squeezed and some milk dribbled out of the tip. She drew his mouth down to her and slipped her nipple between his lips, and pumped stream after stream into his waiting mouth. She replaced one of her hands with his, holding up the heavy, milk-laden breast, and moved her hand down between her legs, working her pussy under the edge of her panties. When it was time for the other breast, she let him do the work. She squirted the first stream at his face as he approached, and then held his head to her teat and continued to masturbate. After a few minutes, she drew her nipple away, stood and slipped off her panties. He sat there agape, staring at her pussy. She got on her knees and drew his hardon into her mouth until she was satisfied it was as big as it was going to get. Looking up at him, I could hear her say, "You're not going to be a virgin anymore, Michael, because I'm going to let you make love to me and insert your penis in me." Mrs. Ranelli lay down on the floor mat facing me with her knees drawn all the way up, and held her arms out to him to come fuck her. I felt like leaping over the wall to satisfy her needs, but I could wait my turn. She was really worked up; her wide open pussy looked very wet (and inviting). She held his shaft and led him into her pink, thinking she was initiating him when he had already been fucking her daughter, who had entered the world through that same passageway. I could hear her say, "You're too young, Michael, to have to wear a condom yet, but you'll have to be careful to wear one when you make love to girls and start ejaculating. There, I'm putting you inside me, where it's nice and warm and moist," she said, taking him easily between her very hairy pussy lips. "Doesn't that feel good?" He began pumping her slowly, his hairless, pale white cock and balls in contrast to her dark, matted pussy. She pulled him all the way into her, and held him still. Her hands were on his small, firm ass, pressing him into her while she rotated her hips, letting her pussy make love to his "virgin" penis. She whispered something to him, and kissed him deeply. He started plunging again, and his back quickly arched in climax, and she raised her voice in surprise, "I feel you shooting in me, Michael, pull out... don't come inside me... please don't come inside me... I thought you couldn't cum yet." Michael pulled out and Mrs. Ranelli grabbed his still-pulsing dick and pumped it out on her stomach, lifting her head to watch. "That's a good boy... shoot it all... look at all that rich semen... your first cum. I can feel some of it streaming out of my pussy, but I wish you hadn't shot it inside me." "I'm sorry... I didn't know it was going to happen. I just felt this tickling sensation, and began squirting. It was the most wonderful feeling I've ever had," he said. "Give me your gorgeous penis," Mrs. Ranelli requested. He climbed off, and she was rubbing her clit, not having reached orgasm yet. He kneeled down next to her face, and she sucked the cum off his shaft, working her clit harder. "Now get between my legs and watch my pussy closely, Michael." She evidently was excited by having him watching her playing with herself, his eyes intently on her large, sopping wet, gyrating pussy. Mrs. Ranelli began sucking her left nipple, but released it as she came, letting a small stream of milk run down her chin. I could see some of Michael's cum seep out of her very large cunt. Michael lay down next to Mrs. Ranelli and rested with his head on her breast, and she was whispering something exciting to him because his dick started rising. She reached down and stroked him using some of his cum, still pooled on her stomach. They got up and Mrs. Ranelli led him to the back, near me. "I'm going to show you how to jerk off and see if I can extract another load of sperm by giving you a blow job, but I don't want to wake up the baby." I could see her kneading his balls, and I had a three- quarters view of her fist sliding up and down his smooth shaft. "Do you know what a blow job is?" she asked. "No," not really, he replied. "I'm going to take your sweet penis in my mouth, and lick and suck it until I make you cum so I can suck out and then swallow your sperm. It will feel just like being in my vagina only you'll be able to watch it going in and out of my lips, feel my tongue licking around your head, and I'll be able to taste your fresh sperm directly from your balls. Do you like the thought of my making love to your penis?" Michael nodded, speechless, not knowing what to expect. Mrs. Ranelli backed him up against the side wall, got on her knees in front of him, and held up one of her hooters under his dick, running his now-skinned head over her nipple. "I think you like my breasts, Michael; otherwise, you might not be so erect." "They're so large," Mrs. Ranelli. They look very big when you're dressed and wearing a bra, but they seem so huge without your bra and up close. I've never seen a woman without clothes before." She rested her nipple under his sack, and slid his foreskin back and forth. "Go ahead and fondle my tits while I see if your testicles are ready to produce more cum for me. Boys usually recover real fast." She moved her head slightly to the side, opened her mouth, and bounced his dickhead on her tongue a couple of times before drawing him into her mouth to the root. She pulled him out, looked at his slit, and licked off the syrupy pre-cum. "That's a good sign," she said. Inserting it back into her mouth, she began sucking and licking at a faster and faster pace, and she moaned and made slurping sounds as Michael quickly and uncontrollably squirted his semen into her mouth. She pulled him out, pumping his penis with her hand, gism flying onto her breasts, and all over her hand. We did it, Michael. We pumped out another big load of cum. Did you like that?" "Yes, Mrs. Ranelli. You got me so excited that I couldn't help myself. I loved when it was in your mouth, but it's just a little embarrassing, squirting that out in front of you. It's the first time I've ever seen anything come out of my penis except when I go to the bathroom." She looked up at him, smiling while she licked the thick fluid off her hands. "I loved knowing I could get you excited like that, and watching it come out. Feeling you spasm in my mouth and the peppery taste of your seminal fluid gets me excited. I hope when Judy is old enough that she'll learn how to give her man pleasure this way, and that she loves it as much as her mother does." "Now, you have to promise that you won't tell anyone what I taught you here today, Michael, and I promise not to tell your parents that you were peeping at me." "Yes, Mrs. Ranelli, thank you very much. Maybe you can show me how to make love so I can last longer and satisfy you. I'll never forget what we did today ... how great it felt when you let me put my penis in you, losing my virginity by squirting sperm for the first time inside, drinking your milk, and then how you sucked me in your mouth." "We'll do it again, Michael, if you keep your promise." Michael put on his suit and left, and Mrs. Ranelli got dressed and sat by the crib, waiting, I guess, for the next feeding. I ate my lunch, and then made my rounds once again. I had to check where A14 was located to see if there was an adjoining cabana with a good vantage point for the evening's action with Carol, Sue and her lifeguard friend. During the remaining time allotted for my lunch hour, I walked over to the A-section to find my box seat for the evening's festivities between Carol, Sue and Danny. I carried my master key and some tools. "A14" was a corner unit so I had to gain entry to either the one behind or next to it. I knocked on the door of A13; no answer. So, I let myself in. I was in luck. Not only was it a vacant cabana, but there was a sizable hole high on the wall where the full-length mirror had been hanging. I got on the stool and looked through the hole. Danny wasn't there so I "improved" the opening slightly with an awl to allow me to see the entire front room. They weren't going to be able to see me since I'd be in the dark and their overhead light would be on. I knew that Danny and the other lifeguards got off at six, and that they'd be at the bar for a while after. That would give me a chance to pull the chairs and umbrellas back from the beach, change my clothes, and be in position in plenty of time. Heading back to my station, I had to go to the bathroom, and asked a friend if I could use the employee washroom at the main dining room's kitchen. He told me how to get back there by going through the storeroom and laundry area. I got lost, and found that I wasn't the only person fucking around. In fact, I was starting to get the feeling that everyone in The Beach Club was getting it on all the time. Inside a food storage area, surrounded by metal wire fencing, there was a couple too busy clinching and kissing to see me. A waitress was sitting on a stack of cartons with a big, heavyset cook in a long apron stationed between her legs kissing her. I quickly moved out of sight, having recently become a professional peeping Tom, and watched him zip down the front of her dress, groping at her breasts. He managed to free one from her push-up bra and sucked the small, hard pink nipple into his mouth while she grabbed for his dick. He moved back, lifted his apron, and unzipped. She deftly removed her panties and hiked up her dress. She was a petite Hispanic woman, Maria, who had served my meals on occasion when I ate at the dining room. I figured her to be around 30, 5'3" and very well-proportioned for her height. Maria leaned back against some cases of canned food, spreading her legs and pussy to accommodate him. The cook pulled a long fat dick out of his fly and moved back into position. "Ayyy!" is all I heard her say as he stuffed her pussy. I couldn't see much except a lot of pulling and pushing until the final thrust into her when I could tell he was shooting his wad. He pulled his big dripping cock out of her cunt and casually wiped it off on his apron like he probably did his kitchen knives, and shoveled it back in his pants. "That was great as usual," he said, petting her pussy. "You better put on your panties so you don't drip all over the dining room floor. Tomorrow?" "Sure," she said, getting dressed. I wouldn't mind fucking that cute little tart, I thought, as I continued my quest for the bathroom. She must really like to fuck if she'll do quickies with him. I made a mental note to try to get acquainted with her. Back to work I went. Article 116616 of alt.sex.stories: From: joe.slackie@gifshope.com (Joe Slackie) Subject: CABANA BOY MF MF CON 4/14 Date: Sun, 24 Dec 1995 22:19:00 GMT Cabana Boy by Max Voltage Chapter 4: Wednesday Morning I was dressed by 6:30, threw my bag in the car, and headed to "A13." I could see them still sitting at the poolside bar, so I let myself into the empty cabana. That side of The Beach Club was in shadow as the sun headed for the Western horizon. It was dark inside, and I spent the time looking to see if there were other peepholes without any luck. I just had to be careful not to make any noise or fall off the stool. I heard them coming. "I like aggressive women," Danny was saying as I heard his key turn in the lock. They walked into "A14," pulled the string on the overhead bulb, and closed the door. "The two of you are real turn-ons, but it's even more exciting when you invite me back to my own cabana to rap and play." Sue, who sounded kind of sloshed, started taking off her shorts as she walked toward the back, saying, "I gotta tinkle," and she headed for the shower drain. Carol also sounded like she had tipped a few, and said, "Let's cut out the crap part and skip to the play. I'll start," she said, unbuttoning a few buttons on her silky blouse. She obviously wasn't wearing a bra. Carol pulled out one of her major assets and held it up to Danny, "Whaddya think of this, big boy? No rap... you gotta express yourself with actions, only." Wide-eyed, Danny leaned down and licked her inviting smooth brown nipple, which had to be at least two inches across. "Suck it and make it hard," Carol softly commanded as she ran her fingers through Danny's hair, holding him to her breast. In the back, I could hear Sue pissing into the drain. "That's good. Now work on the other one. You're making me hot." Carol unfastened the last couple of buttons, pulled the blouse out from under her miniskirt, and took it off, tossing it over a chair, while Danny kept licking around her breast and sucking the now erect nipple. "You're so big and firm," Danny said, coming up for air. Carol put one sandled foot up on the chaise while Danny continued his oral massage. "I want you to feel something wet and exciting," she said, taking his free hand in hers, guiding it under her skirt and pressing it to her pussy lips. He began stroking her Danny, she pulled down his official lifeguard bathing suit. Carol grabbed his stiff cock, and Sue, from behind, reached for and latched onto his scrotum. Sue moved between the two newly found friends, got on her knees and sucked in his cock. Carol backed off and shed her skirt, lay down on the chaise, fingered her pussy with one hand and rotated one of her huge breasts with the other, straining to lick her nipple. Danny watched Carol masturbating while Sue had his whole cock engulfed in her mouth. She pulled him out, and I could see what she had meant about being pencil-thin. His shaft might have been thin, but the head was plum- shaped and more round than pointed. "Come here and fuck me now," Carol implored, tempting him by pulling at and stretching her smooth, fleshy lips, and showing him where she wanted him to aim for. I knew from this morning just how enticing her tight pussy was, where his dick would soon be swimming around where Carol's and my cum were co-mingled. He pulled a condom foil from his beach bag. "Don't bother with that fuckin' rubber booty; I want you to spray my cunt with all the cum those big balls of yours can produce, and I want it deep and NOW!" Danny almost ran over to Carol like he was going to dive off the board. Instead, he dove for her muff with his tongue. "Yes, right there. Do me. Suck it and flick it with your tongue. Keep working there with your tongue, faster... YESSSSS!" Carol bucked his head and pulled him up. "I want you in me now, please. Fuck me!" She reached for his plum, placed it at her opening and he plunged for the gold. "God, I forgot what it was like without a rubber," he said. "Fuck it... fuck it harder. Are you gettin' it? Cum with me... I'm getting ready to explode again." I could see Danny straining to give her every millimeter. "I'm shooting i... I'm shooting inside you." "I'm cumming all over your cock, baby. Do you feel all that pussy juice washing over your cock. Don't stop pumping; give me every drop." Danny finally collapsed, burying his head in Carol's breasts. "I want some," Sue said. Danny pulled out of Carol's cunt, and Sue cleaned his cock, and then went down on Carol, inserting her long, talented tongue deep into her cunt. She licked her non-stop for what must have been 10 minutes, and Danny got it up again, came up behind Sue, and surprised her by sticking her from behind. "Don't cum inside me Danny; shoot it onto my ass." Danny's balls were slapping against Sue's bone-hard thighs and Sue's tongue made loud lapping noises as Carol's lips opened and closed around it. Danny quickened the pace, squeezed one of Sue's small breasts, and manipulated her prominent clit while he pumped away. She pulled her mouth away from Carol's pussy, and made a loud gutteral moaning noise as Danny pulled out and splattered his cum all over her ass cheeks. Carol licked and sucked Danny clean, and Sue went back down on Carol's pussy to finish her off, and set her off into multiple spasms almost immediately. "Gosh, I'm thirsty," said Carol. "Do you have anything here to drink other than cum?" "Yeah," said Danny, "I've got a little dry sherry left." He went to the back, and emerged with a bottle, and proceeded to empty it into three small plastic cups. Sue stroked Danny's cock, but got no reaction at all, and she let his shaft flop done onto his sack. Sue retreated to the webbed beach chair and sipped her sherry. "Come lie down here," implored Carol. She got up and Danny took over the chaise. She kneeled between his legs. "Let's see if we can bring this piece of meat back to life." Carol fondled his balls, and then fished for his dickhead with her lips, slurping it up into her mouth. I could see her tugging at it and stretching it out like a worm, and then take it out of her mouth and shake his hopeless tool by the shaft. "It looks like we done wore him out." Sue just responded with some loud moans. Carol and I both looked over in Sue's direction at the same time, and found the source of her pleasure. Sue had one foot up on the chair, and had at least a few inches of the Sherry bottle neck inside her cunt, rotating it while she pushed it deeper and pulled it out. Carol moved out of Danny's line of sight. "Look at how you're forcing your girlfriend to please herself. We've got to get you up." Figuring that the image of Sue fucking herself would be a real turn-on for Danny, Carol went down on him again. Carol was getting frustrated. "I guess we just don't turn you on." "That's not true," said Danny. "I just came twice in a short period of time, and I'm probably just too tired after working all day to fuck non-stop." "I'm just spoiled by getting an immediate rise out of guys who get enormous just thinking of the opportunities my pussy and mouth present." "I'm sorry. You're a terrific fuck, but I shot such a big load inside you, I was lucky to have anything left for Sue." Just then, Sue let out a big moan. The whole green bottle neck had disappeared inside her, and she was working her clit in a climactic frenzy. Sue extracted the bottle from her cunt with a hollow noise, like she had just blown into it, and I could see the deep red of her stretched tunnel, slowly contracting. Sue got up, and went over to the lounge and nudged Carol aside. "I need your dick in me, Danny, and maybe it will get hard once you're inside." She lowered herself and lifted his limp shaft. "Carol," she said, looking for help, "why don't you suck him a little and get his head real wet, and then see if you can squeeze him in." Carol went down on Danny's dick, and left a coat of saliva on his knob. She guided it to Sue's opening, and stuffed as much as she could in her pussy. Sue swiveled back and forth, reached back and entirely enclosed his scrotum in her fingers, pulling on his balls. "That's it baby, I can feel you getting stiffer. I want you to fill my pussy with your big warm dick until I feel your purple head ready to burst through my cervix." She began rising up, and the part of the shaft I could see seemed hard. Slowly, she began pumping him with her pussy, and when she felt he was hard enough, she pumped faster, and her high-pitched moans indicated she was close to orgasm. And then his dick slipped out, and she went crazy, telling him to put it back in. Danny couldn't get it hard enough as his dick started getting immediately soft, and Sue collapsed on him, sobbing. "I was so close. ... I wouldn't even have stopped you from cumming in me... I wanted you to fuck me to completion so bad." "I'm sorry, honey, I'm just tapped out. I can't help it." I quietly slipped out the door to go home while they got dressed. I got home, ate a quick dinner and went to bed early. Danny hadn't satisfied their urges, which put even greater pressure on me to perform... over and over, again. And, of course, I wasn't supposed to know anything about Sue being there. I arrived at The Beach Club a little after 7:30, and was looking forward to some exciting sex. I had awakened with a big hardon, thinking about Carol's hot body and the idea of fucking a beanpole like Sue, who seemed to make up for her small breasts with her long tongue and agile pussy. I changed into shorts and polo shirt (it was actually a little on the cool side) at my cabana, slipped a couple of Trojans into my pocket, and went over to Carol's cabana. I heard a little curtain-rustling noise after I knocked. Carol opened the door wearing her short terri robe. I entered, and we embraced immediately after she latched it shut. "I hope you're prepared to make hot, passionate love," she said, hopefully, looking up into my eyes with her blues. We kissed, grinding our bodies against each other, crotch to crotch, her soft breasts against my hard chest. "We have so little time, and I've got a special surprise for you. You're so overdressed, though. Let's get rid of these," as she looked down at my shorts while rapidly working the button and zipper. My cock dropped out into her hand. "God, it's even huge when it's soft." I took off my shorts, and she led me to one of the straight-backed chairs. The chair faced toward the door, chaise and full-length mirror; the vacant cabana with the shelf and make-up mirror was to my left. Behind me was the shower and small curtained dressing area. Carol leaned over to help me pull up my polo shirt and I could see her ass and pussy lips from the rear in the full-length mirror. She dropped to her knees, stroked my growing cock a couple of times, and sucked the head into her mouth. Without making any obvious moves, out of the corner of my eye, in the mirror, I could see Sue peeking out of the curtained area behind me, and knew she was watching Carol giving me head. I could tell that Carol was putting on a little show to get Sue hot by pulling me out of her mouth, letting her handiwork be seen in the mirror, and making occasional comments like, "It's beautiful... you taste so good... you're SO huge and still growing." Finally, when she sensed she wasn't going to be able to suck my dick much longer without depriving Sue of the first load, she licked my cock from bottom to top, and said, "I think your giant dick is ready for fucking, and now it's time for me to reveal my surprise. I'd like to introduce you to my girlfriend, Sue." Sue came into the front room, and seemed even taller and thinner up close. Her hipbones protruded, and her ribs were visible under her pre-pubescent-sized breasts, capped by mature-looking nipples, each of which constituted almost half her breast. Her pussy was exciting to look at because of the length of her beard, extending from a little below her navel to long, hanging labia, encased in soft hair (unlike Carol's smooth, shaven lip). It was hard not staring at her pussy because it filled a large gap that ordinarily would have been shared with thighs, which, like the rest of her body, were sinewy. "What a pleasant surprise," I said. "I'm Mark and this is my big dick." "I can see that, honey. There's little doubt about that," said Sue, running her tongue along her lips as if awaiting a taste. "We have a bet going," said Carol. "I say she can't take you to the root, and she says she can. Whoever loses has to eat the other one out in front of you." I looked up at Sue with a smile. "It looks like I'm a winner either way." "Do you think you can hide the whole thing in here?" I asked, running my fingers between her moist lips. Your dick is enormous," said Sue, pressing my fingers farther into her pussy. "I'm already dripping wet looking at you... let me just have a taste before I sit on your penis." She gulped most of my cock in with a single move, and Carol palpitated my balls. "Okay," I urged, "we better start the contest or there will be a rain delay." Sue stood up, looking more like 6 ft. than the 5'10" I had estimated, and said, "There's only one rule. You can't cum in me... you have to pull out when you're about to shoot." Sue decided to sit on my cock with her back to me, and Carol sat on the floor in the front row position, looking directly into our crotches. I was able to watch most of what was happening in the full- length mirror. It was almost like not being there - except for the sensation in my groin and cock - and like being on the outside looking in at the scene from the next cabana. Rather than sitting on me, Sue was so tall, she decided to stand, straddling my cock. She lowered her pussy and positioned my head dead center, gripping my shaft in the middle. In went the head, and I could tell immediately she was going to be a winner. Her cunt was so wet and slippery that I knew she was going to be able to suck it all in. And down she slid, her hand still in place. She used her hand to guide the top of my prick round her opening, like a reamer. As she lowered herself down the pole, and bent her knees, she released her hand. I could see my pole slowly disappearing into her bush. Each time she went down an inch or two, she'd pull up half the distance, and then sink back down. She must have had great leg muscles. "You're so wide, you're making my clit tingle," she whispered. I reached round, and encircled her clit, which stood prominently out from the top of her lips, with my finger tips. With about three inches to go, I was getting her clit so excited that she drove down the rest of the way and hit bottom at the same moment I thrust my head up into her. Sue grunted as she ground around on me. "My gosh," said Carol, "you really sucked up the whole thing." She lifted my whole scrotum, and said, "Maybe I can get the rest of the package in you." "Oh, no, I've got all I can handle now, thanks," said Sue. It's tough for me to describe the visual image and feeling of what was happening. Sue, who had left her feet, flat on the floor, began pumping her pussy up and down the full length of my cock by moving from standing to sitting position. Each time she sank down, her pussy juices flowed down my shaft onto my sack, and then Carol was there, licking and fingering my balls. It was such a visual turn on, watching in the mirror; my cock was so big and she was just a stringbean impaled on it. My white rod was being plunged inside her long, bushy cunt. Her wet, distended lips left a trail of cum on my shaft as her cunt sucked me in and out. I felt an explosion welling up in my balls, which Carol continued to manipulate, and she probably sensed it, too, because my scrotum grew taut. "I'm going to cum," I announced, and Carol pulled me out of Sue's cunt as she raised her cunt, and pressed my shaft to her stomach, while she pumped. Carol, Sue and I (in the mirror) were all watching for the explosion. And I blew. "What a geyser," Carol said in amazement, as my first thick, white stream went straight up Sue's stomach and chest to her collarbone. Sue flinched and squealed with delight. Carol kept pumping, and out came two shots at a time that went straight up and landed back down on Sue's stomach. There had been so much pressure that my sperm couldn't wait to come out single file. Carol couldn't stand watching it gush out any more, and she sucked the head into her mouth, pumping furiously, sucking and swallowing. I massaged Sue's small gelatinous breasts from behind and rubbed some of the cum that had landed just south of her neck into her puffy nipples. The eruption finally ended. Carol looked up at Sue with a big smile, and dollops of cum clinging to her lips and teeth. "Well, I guess I lost," she said. "There's no way you're sticking that mouth near my pussy unless you either wash it out with booze or wear a condom over your head," Sue joked. "Since it's a little early to start drinking anything other than delicious cum, Sue, how about giving me a raincheck, and you eat me while we wait for Mark's factory (as she lifted his balls) to manufacture more cream. They both stood, and Sue bent down and kissed Carol; they exchanged Mark's cum, and Sue's long fingers found their way into Carol's pussy. They unlocked long enough to get on the lounge, with Sue on top, sucking Carol's very large brown nipples. Looking at her breasts, I suddenly realized what made her nipples look so large and sensuous. Carol was beautifully tanned from her forehead to cleavage, where, below the tan line, her breasts were creamy white until capped by her golden brown areoles, which matched her tan. And then the tan picked up at her midriff and continued to just above her bush. It accentuated the soft whiteness of her heavy mounds. In side profile, it was amazing that tits that large were able to stand firm and away from her body with her nipples curving upward at attention. Mrs. Renalli's heavy set, for example, hung down, dragging against her abdomen. Sue didn't have to worry about how firm her breasts were and had no cleavage, but made up for it in other ways - her tongue, for instance. I had already seen her eating Carol yesterday, when she had lapped up all my cum. Sue replaced her tongue with two fingers imbedded in Carol's pussy and flicked her clit with her talented tongue. In that position, what little Sue had for breasts were hanging down, and I got behind her, reached under and massaged them with my palms. She inserted a third digit in her pussy without any problem. She came up for air, still finger fucking Carol, and said, "I have a good idea, Carol. How about a fist fuck." "I'm game," said Carol. "That could be cool." She looked up at me, and asked, "Mark, do you know what fist fucking is?" "I don't think so," I replied. "It can be a real turn on for the three of us, provided I can take it. Sue will try to get all her fingers and fist in me if she can get me to expand enough, and, basically, fuck me with her fist." I looked at Sue's three fingers working away at Carol's cunt, stuffed between her shaven labia, and forcing her clit to stand out. "Then Sue will pull her hand out, and you insert your big dick in me and fuck away. You'll get a special treat, which you'll find out about when the time comes. Okay, honey, how many do you have in me now?" "Three, and I'm going for a fourth." "Come here, Mark, and let me play with you." I moved over to Carol's side near her mouth. My cock had already risen by watching Sue's hand gradually get eaten up by Carol's pussy with its dark brown bush above Sue's hand. Carol's face flushed as Sue rotated her hand to accommodate her thumb and knuckle. She stroked my cock, and lightly massaged the smooth skin behind my balls. Sue was in up to her wrist, and Carol was in another world as the hand twisted around inside her. I went back down for a view of the pussy that ate Sue's fist, and Carol's clit was sticking way out, vibrating. It was just too inviting. I moved next to Sue, and went for Carol's clit. Holding it between my lips, I massaged it with my wet tongue, especially around the top and under her little hood. Carol started swaying back and forth in the same rhythm that Sue was plunging in and out. Carol was moaning increasingly louder, and then with a prolonged sigh, she bucked, throwing my head to the side and forcing Sue to ride with her. "Okay," Carol said breathlessly, "pull it out." Sue, twisting her wrist got her thumb out and then the rest followed easily. Her whole hand was coated with Carol's cum, and her vagina was gaping like a red tunnel. "Mark, get in here and fuck her now," said Sue, moving out of the way. My cock was totally recovered and had probably grown larger than ever watching Carol getting fisted. I got between her legs, and my whole rod just plopped right in without really touching anything. To get some friction going, I plunged in and out against the upper wall of her cunt with long strokes, and then sunk in to the root and used my cock like a swizzle stick. It was tough to stay hard because my cock was lost in space... for another couple of moments, that is. And then, I began experiencing what Carol had promised. The muscles in her cunt were beginning to contract and squeeze my shaft and head. I started thrusting faster as Carol's pussy became like a wet glove, and it had a life of its own. Carol, on each stroke, rose up to meet me, and Sue was kneading my balls from behind. Her cunt sucked the cum right out of my cock in one huge spasm after another as we came together. Sue pulled me out, and said, "Watch this." She held Carol's lips apart, her slit still stretched from my cock. But it was closing to the size of my pinky. Sue massaged Carol's clit, moving the button in and out of its hood; her cunt spasmed, spurting my cum out into Sue's face as her fuck tunnel continued to contract. Two shots, three - all in Sue's face and mouth - and then the fourth failed to do more than ooze white cream out and onto the chaise cover. Sue put her tongue to work cleaning up the gism. "How was that," Carol asked, obviously exhausted. "Did you like shooting into my talented pussy?" "That was a trip!" I replied. "What an unbelievable feeling that was when your muscles began to contract... did it hurt with Sue's fist inside?" "No, by stretching a little at a time, it's fine. I got so wet watching the two of you fuck before that I didn't need any extra lube like K-Y, which is what I've usually had to use." Sue had finished off Carol and was starting to get horny, sucking my cock into her mouth, licking off all the cum. She got up and led me over to the low shelf that had the makeup mirror over it and sat up on it. Her nipples were staring directly at me, and I sucked on them while I fingered her pussy. She really needed a good fucking, and as soon as I could get it up again, I'd accommodate her, but I had to stall for time. I went down on my knees to lick her pussy, and realized I was right next to the hole in the wall through which I had first watched them the previous morning. Sue had very fleshy lips, like they had been pulled on constantly for many years. My tongue licked around and through the many swollen folds of skin. She seemed to especially like my tongue fucking her; then I ran my tongue up to her clit, licking it with her cum juices. Her clit was much larger than Carol's; Carol liked hers to be flicked, and Sue liked hers sucked on like a cock. She spread her lips for me to make her baby prick more accessible, and I gave her head until she came and started seeping pussy juice onto the shelf. My cock was getting ready to burst, wanting to split this skinny woman in half. I got up and gave her a big cum kiss while I opened a Trojan foil and slipped it on. While my tongue plunged in and out of her mouth, I surprised her by lunging forward into her sopping wet fuck hole - so much so that she almost bit off my tongue. I could hear Carol in the background, "That's it. Fuck her brains out with that big dick." She looked down to see her clit protruding above where my cock was sliding in and out of her. "I wish you could come inside me... I love having a fat penis throbbing in my pussy and spilling all that white cream deep inside me. I love it... I love it... I love it." I pinned her to the wall by plunging as far into her as I could reach. "I'm shooting it in your pussy. I'm cumming, and I can't stop." "No, please pull out. I don't want you to squirt your seed in me. I can feel your dick throbbing in me while you shoot. It's too late. I wish you hadn't cum inside." "Don't worry," I soothed her. "I'm wearing a rubber. She reached down to feel my shaft." "Why don't I feel the roll on the end, then?" she asked. "That's because it doesn't roll all the way to the root; I'm too wide." I pulled out, careful not to lose the condom, and stood in front of her with the full nipple end bouncing around at the tip, and white cum backed up under the rubber along my shaft. "Oh, thank you, for thinking of me," Sue said happily, and we kissed. Carol motioned me over to the chaise, and carefully slid off the rubber. She licked my cock, holding the condom to the side, and then dumped the contents, which slithered out onto her breasts. With one hand cupped under her right breast, she used the fingers of the other to massage the cream into her nipple. Then she drew it into her mouth and sucked until it was hard. "Try it, you'll like it!" She smiled and held it up for me. I licked and sucked it while pulling at her other nipple, and then we kissed for a few minutes. We would have been happy to stay like that all day, but I had to get all the chairs and tables out onto the beach and cabana rows, not to mention that I was expected to eat Judy for lunch. "I have to break up the party and get to work now," I said, getting dressed. "When can I see you again?" asked Carol. "Tomorrow?" "Sorry, but tomorrow's my day off. I'll be back on Friday, which is a tough day because of the heavy traffic here. We'll talk Friday morning or later today," I said as I headed out the door. Carol followed me to the door. "It was really great, We loved every minute." "... and inch!" Sue added in the background. I slipped into the empty cabana next door to hear the reviews. "Was he as good as I said? Carol asked Sue. "You bet, and then some. He's really big and hard and handsome and sexy and... " "... young, right!" "Yeah, and young," said Sue. "It's really too bad he's only 17. You've got 20 years on him." "Well, I think I might be falling in love with him. I'd really like to bed him down for a night or weekend, and make love to him without all these one or two-hour deadlines, and something just a little more comfortable than this lousy cabana. I'd love to sleep with him in a nice large, comfortable bed, and wake up the next morning and make love." "You can't take him home for the night, although you husband probably wouldn't notice," said Sue. "You're right, he probably wouldn't. I've got all the financial security and comforts of the world, but no sex life. And, I want it while I can enjoy it. When my husband drops dead and I'm 65, I have a feeling sex won't be the same." "Mark is a great fuck, though. Maybe you can have a long-term affair and wait 'til he's out of school before you make your move," said Sue. "With Mark, if I ran off with him, I'd have all the sex I could stand, but nowhere to have it, unless we can fuck in doorways. What if he wants to go to college... I'm supposed to wait another four years? And, besides, he'll find some beauty his age, and dump me. I'll just have to enjoy fucking him as much as possible while it's possible, but I'd love to figure out a way at least to go away with him for a weekend." "Well, if you can fit me into your plans again this summer, I'd love to fit him in me again." "Yes, I know I lost, and maybe we can go two-on-one again; he didn't seem to mind. It's hard to believe that I've been laid more in two days than in the past two ears. It sort of makes me feel like a woman again, and to store away my vibrator collection." I left the cabana to get my morning's chores done, and build up my strength for fucking little Judy at one o'clock. Article 116617 of alt.sex.stories: From: joe.slackie@gifshope.com (Joe Slackie) Subject: CABANA BOY MF MF CON 5/14 Date: Sun, 24 Dec 1995 22:20:00 GMT Cabana Boy by Max Voltage Chapter 5 Wednesday Afternoon Judy Ranelli, the 11-year-old nymphet had flirted with me the previous afternoon, and told me she wanted to talk to me privately when I had some time; so, I told her to come to my cabana during my lunch hour at 1 p.m., Wednesday. She showed up to the minute, and entered my humble quarters. Much to my surprise, she blurted out, "I know my mom's been trying to come on to you and you've been making eyes at her, and I think you might have even made love to her." "What?" I asked, incredulously. "I think you're in love with my mom. I might just tell my dad, and he won't like it, unless... " "... Unless what?" "Unless you make love to me, or at least let me see and touch your private parts." I was blushing, and certainly had never expected to be propositioned, let alone blackmailed by an 11-year-old. "I don't know where you got that idea from, Judy." "I just know, and if I'm wrong, oh well! The fact is I want you to make love to me. Who do you think my dad will believe, you or his daughter? He's got a terrible temper, and is very jealous of anyone even looking in Mom's direction." I figured, why fight it, and the thought of me fucking her was getting me pretty excited. I looked at my watch. "I only have another 30 minutes on my break otherwise it'll have to be another day." "Now's fine," she asserted, excitedly. "Let's hurry." My cock was getting stiff. I knew she wasn't a virgin, but had that smooth delicate little pussy that I wouldn't mind imbedding my tongue in. And as I thought of impaling her on my cock, it was swelling almost to the bursting point. The kid was giving orders, "Okay, we don't have a lot of time, so I want you to do exactly as I tell you to." Her tiny right hand ran the length of my manhood, tracing the outline through my suit. "We've got to get rid of this," she said as she tried to pull down my suit. I took it all the way off for her, and my rod was almost as long as her head was wide. I can't describe the feeling of having my cock fondled, kissed, sucked and licked by a little waif. Judy was rubbing it and fondling my balls with undivided attention; she was mesmerized. "I can see why my mom wanted you to make love to her. I want you to try to stick this in me just like you did her. "But I've never made love to your mother. I might have thought it, but it has never happened." "That's okay. I can understand why you'd want to keep it a secret." I helped Judy remove her suit, picked her up and laid her on the chaise. She spread her legs and drew her knees up, and I went down on her to lick her pussy so I would have an easier time getting in. It was surprising how moist her little slit was and how tiny her barely- visible love bud was. I licked it and kissed it to get her ready. And then I prepared to try to slide it in. You've got such an enormous penis... I don't know if you can get it inside me, but if you were inside my mom, I want you inside me, too, and to squirt your sperm there. "I don't want to hurt you, so let me get the K-Y." I went to the back, brought back the tube, and stood next to her. I handed Judy the tube, "I thought you might want to rub this on and make me nice and slippery for you." She rubbed it all over and started to jerk me off, and I would have exploded if I hadn't stopped her. I got back between her legs and guided it between her puffy lips, and literally slipped the head into her slit, pushing it in a couple of inches, then back an inch, forward a couple, back a couple, and then I plunged full force. I couldn't believe it; that tiny cunt had sucked me to the root! She was making all kinds of gurgling noises in her throat. I retreated about two inches and rammed it back in, rotating my head deep inside. There wasn't any spare room in which my cock could maneuver. Meanwhile, I massaged her swollen nipples, bent down to kiss her, and withdrew almost my whole length. "Come back!" she squealed, and I drove all the way to the root, causing her whole body to convulse in a multiple climax. "Please shoot it in me... let me feel it." I pulled all the way out to my ridge, ran my head in and out in quick strokes, and then gushed my load down the full length of the tunnel I had forged. I couldn't stop cumming as I plunged to full length again into the backwash of my sperm; there was no room for the hot liquid inside her. I pulled out with a pop, and she asked me to bring it to her. She stroked my cock, which dripped globs of cum all over her chest and face. I helped her clean up, washing off the sticky K-Y, and prepare to return to my rounds. "I probably won't tell Mom if you make love to me again." "What! I exclaimed. "What happened to our deal?" "Well, Mom would probably be proud of me, having fit your whole penis inside me with all that sperm, and I'm tempted to tell her about it. When we made our deal, I didn't realize you were so big, and I'm pretty pleased that I could take all of you just like a grown woman. I know Mom would be pleased that I've come of age. I've watched her and Dad, and you're much larger. It must have been a real treat for her to have you inside her, squirting your cum." "I don't think you want to tell her anything of the sort. She thinks you're a virgin, and she'll end up finding out about your boyfriend and how he's been boffing you." "How do you know?" "I've heard the two of you going at it." She got up and walked toward the back. "Well, I'll just take my chances. I want you to make love to me one more time. Ooooh, every time I take a step, I can feel you sloshing around in me. It's so wet and hot and sexy. What time is lunch tomorrow?" "I'm off tomorrow. Maybe Friday." "Just Mom will be here Friday. It will have to be Monday at lunch 'cause Dad will be here this weekend." "Okay, just one more time," I said. Monday at 1." She left, probably to fuck Michael. After gulping down a sandwich, I began making my rounds doing the usual stuff - getting card tables, ice water and chairs. It was uneventful and kind of relaxing until the very pregnant Mrs. Wilson called me into her cabana. Sara Wilson was 28, about 5'8" and at least six or seven months pregnant. She had a large bust and long bleached- blond hair. Her face was somewhat angular, her features plain, and she wore quite a bit of makeup with puffy Crimson lips. "What can I do for you?" I asked, closing the door behind me. "I need your help son, and I'll tip you for helping me. You see that bottle over there?" pointing to a small container of body cream. I need your help to apply that cream on my stretch marks. I can't see around my sides, and my boobs are too big for me to see the all of my big belly. She was wearing a maternity bathing suit with little skirt. While I stood there holding the bottle, she just casually got out of her suit and stood there with her huge tits with equally huge dark pink nipples and big protruding tummy - all seemingly balanced above a big dark hairy pussy. "Don't be embarrassed... I won't bite. Surely you've seen a woman naked before." "Yes, Ma'am," I responded, "but not a pregnant one." "There are a lot of advantages to being with a pregnant woman, Mark, which I'll get to in a few minutes. You see these marks? They're from the baby stretching my skin as my belly expands. Wherever you see those marks, massage in a little cream. Don't be bashful." I took a little on my fingertips and rubbed it in whenever I came across the jagged discolorations. I was fascinated by the way her huge breasts sort of reposed on her belly and curved upward, nipples facing skyward. "Am I doing it right, Mrs. Wilson?" I asked. "Yes, it feels very good, and you're very gentle for a young man. How old are you, Mark?" "I'm 17 and going into my senior year." "Do you have any girlfriends?" "No, I broke up with my girlfriend about four months ago." "I'll bet you're pretty horny about now," she noted. "Looking at your beautiful body sure doesn't help, Mrs. Wilson." "Call me Sara... have you ever gone all the way with a girl?" she probed. "Once when I was 16," lying as usual. "But I couldn't climax with her because the condom cut off all sensation, and she was pretty frustrated about the whole thing." "I'll bet she was. And you can imagine how horny I am after more than half a year of being ignored by my husband. He thinks because I'm pregnant that I don't have any feelings or sex drive. Let me sit in the chair." I put the bottle back on the shelf, and she motioned me to her chair. She reached out and started kneading my cock through the bathing suit. "Let me show you a little gratitude for helping me," she said, pulling down my suit to mid-thigh. "Wow, you're sure big for your age," she said, getting visibly excited looking at and touching me. She stroked me a couple of times, and then drew me into her mouth. She seemed to be real experienced because she went at it licking around the head with my balls in both hands, gradually sucking in the whole shaft 'til I could feel my head in her throat. Her nose was buried in my pubic hair, and she pulled back with her wide crimson lips following in a big "O." "I don't think you are going to get any larger," she said with a smile, right after taking me out of her mouth. "Now, I'm going to show you one of the big advantages to being with a pregnant woman." "What, sucking your huge tits?" I asked. "No, they're too sore. Come here with me." We walked back to where I had applied the cream, and she leaned forward, spreading her legs, and held onto the shelf with both hands, her breasts hanging down like large udders. "I'm going to let you fuck me bareback, honey. Just insert your giant dick into my pussy from behind." I positioned myself between her lips and eased my way into her juicy cunt. "That's it ... drive it in all the way... I want your young dick to fuck me, and I want to feel you shooting months of accumulated cum inside my pussy." Her pussy felt like that of a woman who really needed and wanted to be fucked for years. Every time I pumped, I was making giant squishing noises, and felt her juices streaming out of her cunt. Besides her moaning and continual prompts to fuck her, it was a real turn-on to hear the continual squishing noises from her drenched cunt and the clicking sounds of her wet lips against my shaft. She was a great fuck! Her moans were all merging into one and I drove in to the hilt. She cried, "Are you cumming? I want to feel you cumming! Stay deep, please shoot it!" "Sara, I'm almost there," I almost shouted to her. She wiggled her ass toward me to make sure I was as far in as possible, and I exploded, and kept the cum shooting into her under tremendous pressure. "I've got it. I can feel you cumming. Don't stop fucking me." She came again with a series of short spasms that managed to suck some more out of my cum-engorged dick. "Oh, I've got to lie down... that was wonderful." I pulled out and it was like uncorking an upside down bottle. A load of cum slithered down into a pool on the floor. She turned and French-kissed me, and stroked my deflating cock. Sara squeezed out the last drops and licked the cum off her fingers. She lay down on the chaise, her thighs and huge pussy spread wide. "Maybe I should have worn a condom, Sara," I said, looking at her cum-coated lips and bush... "Why, do you think Mr. Wilson's going to find out? You better watch out," she chuckled, "or I could be pregnant with your baby!" She concluded, "Maybe you can help me out again during the next few weeks. Oh, and there's your tip on the table. I picked up a wad of five 20-dollar bills. "What's this for," I asked. "I believe in paying for service, and you're quite a young stallion. Any time you'd like to stick your horse cock in me, I'm game; and, when I can't take your wand in my pussy, I'd love to have you shoot in my mouth." I wasn't about to argue. I loved my work, and it paid well. I pulled on my suit, and went back to "work." There were several other women who tipped me for fucking them every now and then. One of them was my "job" for my day off on Thursday. She was a full-figured woman named Molly, who was single, and had an insatiable appetite for sex. It was just too uncomfortable to have sex in the cabana for and with her, because the chaise wasn't wide enough and was too low. Molly had paid me for the honor of giving me a blow job - some tough way to earn a buck (50 of them). I think it was really to see how big I was, and whether I'd be able to satisfy her pussy and fulfill her fantasies. I had evidently passed the test. So, she asked me to come by her condo very early the next morning, and she'd leave the door open for me so I could quietly slip under the covers and into her. If I'd spend the day making love with her, she'd "reward me handsomely." She jokingly reminded e to bring a dozen of my favorite condoms. Article 116614 of alt.sex.stories: From: joe.slackie@gifshope.com (Joe Slackie) Subject: CABANA BOY MF MF CON 6/14 Date: Sun, 24 Dec 1995 22:21:00 GMT Cabana Boy by Max Voltage Chapter 6 Day Off It was only Wednesday night, and I was dead tired from the physical exertion of my job, constantly hauling around stuff in the hot sun, and it felt like I had fucked and sucked virtually anything and everything that moved. I had to get to bed early because I had made a unique date with a full-figured female beach club member, Molly, who had selected me for a day of lovemaking at her home, based on a blow job she had given me last week. She wasn't bashful about characterizing herself as having an insatiable sexual appetite (called nymphomania in some circles), but a lot of guys weren't turned on to her because of her size or, if they were, couldn't satisfy her - again, because of her size, and, perhaps, theirs. I told my parents I had landed some extra work on my day off and had to leave extra early. Molly was leaving the door to her condo unlocked, and wanted me to sneak in, and slip under the covers with her so we could fulfill a fantasy of hers - finding me and a big cock available to her when she awakened, and for a full day of sex any way she wanted it. I left the house at 5:45 to make the 10-minute drive. I was real tired, but figured I could catch some sleep in her bed before she awakened, especially if I could get in her sack without awakening her. I spotted her townhouse; it was the only one with an outside light on. The door was unlocked as planned; I quietly closed and locked it behind me and sneaked up the carpeted stairs. I sat on one of the steps and took off my Nikes, shorts and shirt, put everything in my beach bag (along with my pack of Trojans), and continued up the stairs, bag in hand, naked. It would have made a good photo. I found the master bedroom, and stopped to let my eyes adjust to the darkness. I could see Molly's form in what appeared to be an extra-long king-sized bed, and tip-toed into the room, put down my bag, and gently got on the bed. Molly was turned to the other side, all the way at the other end. I eased in under the sheet and quilt, and relaxed. It was very comfortable and cozy, and I closed my eyes to get some rest before the work day began. I don't know how long I had been there, but I awoke to the caress of a hand on my cock. I pretended to be asleep, but could see, in the partial light beginning to enter the windows, Molly's head lying near my crotch, her hand lightly stroking me. She plopped my head into her warm, saliva-filled mouth, and I involuntarily began expanding. with just a little gentle sucking and licking, I was at full mast. She moved the covers aside, and I made a moaning sound, pretending to be still asleep. The mattress moved quite a bit and I could feel her hand gripping my shaft at the base, just above the balls, and bulls-eye, she had inserted me in her pussy and was starting to descend down the pole. She was whispering to herself or my cock as she neared bottom. Then I pretended to be awakening. "Good morning, Mark. Look what I've captured!" "Wow! " I said. "What a great way to wake up in the morning. Only one problem - - I'm not wearing a condom." "That's okay, honey, just give me some advance notice, and I'll get off in time. Meanwhile, I've got something big you haven't seen yet." She pulled her nightgown straps down her shoulders, and what must have been two of the largest tits ever create dropped down at me, and bounced once before coming to rest on my chest. I lifted one toward my face with both hands, and managed to suck most of one nipple into my mouth. It was pink and soft on arrival, and began responding to my licking, sucking and light biting when Molly pulled it away. She sat straight up on my rigid pole, and lifted the breast I had been fondling, and sucked on her nipple until it stuck out like the last joint on my pinky. She was unable to lift both of them all the way up with her two hands. It was amazing... and it was all natural! Molly leaned forward with her other breast in my face and began pumping her cunt up and down. I could feel what must have been a very large clit or maybe her swollen lips rubbing in my public hair. It must have been her clit because I felt it get stiffer and her whole body stiffened suddenly in a long, drawn out orgasm. I thought she had stopped breathing; she sounded like she was gasping for air. While she was in heaven, I thrust up into her as far as possible, and then realized I was close. I told her I was going to come, and she pulled off quickly. "Fuck my mouth, baby. I want you to pretend like you're in my cunt," she said hurriedly, resuming her original position, sinking her warm mouth down on my cock. I started thrusting into her mouth like I was back in her pussy, and she sucked my whole rod in as far as it would go. The back of her throat was contracting around my glans, and I reached down, put my hands on the back of her head to hold her in position. I don't know how she breathed. It was a fabulous moment with everything stop action except her throat and the feeling welling up in my balls... and I let loose. She groaned as the first shot must have splattered into the back of her throat. Molly fondled my balls, and her throat kept clamping down on my head as it sucked and swallowed, sucked and swallowed, sucked and swallowed in a natural rhythm. She finally released most of my shaft and pumped the remaining heavy cream into her mouth, and I could hear her hard breathing. We lay there for a few moments, and, while she was catching her breath, I made a move for her crotch. For one, I had to know if her clit was as immense as I thought. Molly was truly a large woman, which was evident as I moved down to roost between her legs. When she had been on top, pumping away, she hadn't felt especially heavy. I might have felt differently if we had been fucking on a hard floor. Molly's thin triangular patch of brown hair broadened out when it reached her lips, which were covered with a heavy mat of fur. Her inner lips were huge, and the wet pink folds protruded out, inviting me to look inside. I parted the fleshy folds of her lips, and the trapped juices drooled down onto the sheet. At the top, her clit peeked out from a huge hood, like a guy's foreskin, which I pulled upward, revealing the largest female organ I had seen. It was large enough to be flaccid and hanging down with more than an inch exposed. I could feel my cock start growing at the thought of sucking on it, and it didn't take more than a moment to go for it. I dipped two fingers into her slit, and brought the syrup up to her love button, and jacked it off between my two digits. "Yes, that's it, honey. Please be gentle. Suck it... give me head the way I made you cum." I drew it into my mouth and kissed it. My tongue ran up its underside, causing it to get erect, and I massaged the area around her hood with my tongue, feeling the skin stiffen like my scrotum often did before I shot my wad, and the more my tongue ran over her hood, the more she sighed and heaved. "Put your fingers in my cunt, and suck my clit. Hurry!" I sucked her back in, hood and all, soaking her clit in saliva, and drove two fingers up into her cavernous, wet pussy, running them in and out against the top of her tunnel. She flooded my fingers with cum, and bucked so much I was afraid I'd bite off her little prick. "Oh, God, that was good... that was good! Where's a rubber? I've got to have you in my pussy. I want the real thing." I got off the bed, went into my bag and pulled out a condom. "Give it to me... let me do it." I stood next to her while she undid the wrapper. Molly sucked on my head, licking off the pre-cum at the tip, and then rolled on the rubber. "I want to leave plenty of room at the nipple end here because I know what kind of big load you can shoot. She rolled it about two-thirds the way on, and sucked one of my balls into her mouth. Looking at my cock, she said, "Okay, I want you to fuck me until you can't hold it in another second and then shoot it." I got back between her legs, and she led me in with her hand. Her pussy was so wet, my wide cock just sloshed right in like walking through a puddle with galoshes. There wasn't much feeling, just the sounds of her moaning and her pussy squishing, and the feeling of her cunt juices running past as they flowed onto the bedding. I fucked her until she climaxed. "Did you cum, honey? I've never felt you explode inside my pussy." Ordinarily, I would have lied; she was so wet, she would have never known he difference. But, I was wearing a condom, so I had to tell her I didn't because of the obvious. "Honey, I'm sorry. I'll let you fuck me without it if you promise to pull out and cum on my tits." I slid out, rolled off the latex, and it was like a breath of fresh air. I don't know why they make them long enough, but never wide enough for me; they're really uncomfortable and pinch off my blood supply, except maybe lamb skins that don't offer disease protection. I plunged back into her cunt, and it was great, surrounded by all her hot cum juice. Within a minute, I pulled out and actually had to stand over her because she was too wide to straddle without hurting her. I aimed down at her chest and pumped out streams of cum onto her chest and face, and kneeled over her face while she took my whole cock into her mouth and squeezed my balls, that had been bouncing against her chin, to get the last drops. "Wow, we've got to rest a few minutes. Then maybe we can take a warm shower together," Molly said, her body still heaving. We lay there, snuggled together, my head on her breast. The idea of a warm shower appealed to me; our bodies and faces were covered in cum and sweat. She had a combination tub-stall. We stood in the bathroom, kissing, and it gave me my first real look at her. Molly was maybe 5'6", and her breasts hung own to her waist, terminating in huge bulbous mounds with elongated oval pink nipples easily over two inches. Her breasts and stomach had stretch marks, with which I was now familiar from having fucked a pregnant woman the previous day, and a roll of flab covered the top of her bush when she stood. As we continued kissing, she hoisted herself onto the vanity, and spread her thighs. "Do you like my pussy? she asked, leaning back against the mirror and spreading her lips with her fingers. "Yes," I responded, "especially when I'm inside you without a condom." "How does it compare with those of all your girlfriends?" she asked starting to finger herself. "It's bigger and juicier with the biggest clit I've ever seen. Do you like it better when it's sucked or licked?" I asked, since we were asking questions. "I like it nice and slick and then sucked on like I suck you, and I went crazy when you ran your tongue over the top of it. You see, when I bring myself off, one thing I can't do is suck it. I can always get it all wet and massage it with my fingers like it was being licked, but there's nothing like having a guy gently sucking on and kissing it. It makes my whole groin tingle thinking about it." "Does it feel anything like this?" I asked, bending over and going for it with my tongue. "Oh, what a tease you are. Lick it a little to get it ready... that's it. Suck it, honey, and make me cum. Put your thumb in me so it feels like you're filling me with your cock." I inserted my thumb, and ran it in and out of her steamy cunt while her oversized clit was between my lips with my tongue flicking at it. "Fuck it, that's it, fuck my pussy." Molly held my face to her clit. "I'm going to cum all over you!" And she did. I pulled my thumb out, followed by a gusher of syrupy cum. "I want your penis inside me. She slid down from the counter, turned around and bent over, her pussy lips hanging in front of me. Put it in and fuck me hard; I want to see you sliding your big dick in and out of my cunt. Her hands were braced on the vanity, and her head hung down, trying to see me fucking her between her mountainous udders My cock was plenty hard, and the view was a real turn-on. I slid it in to the root in one easy move, and then slid it back out almost the whole distance, and played around at the entrance with the head of my cock. "Fuck me, fuck me hard, as deep as you can go," she pleaded. I went for the gold, and shoved it all the way in. As I pumped, her mammaries swung back and forth with the pounding, which I could see in the mirror. "I love watching your balls swinging under my pussy. I want you to spray me all over with your cum. I'm cumming baby, yes, I'm cumming again. Don't stop!" With a big sigh, I could feel her tensed cunt muscles relax while I pressed the head of my cock as far into her as it could reach. "Can't you cum, baby? Can't you shoot it? How can I help you?" she asked in seeming frustration. "I'm right behind you," as I began pumping away. "I'm going to cum any moment!" She pulled her body forward, swung around and kneeled on the floor in front of me, and grabbed my cock, yanking it toward her. "I want to see you cum all over me... I want to taste it and rub it into my big nipples. The first glob shot out and landed under her right eye, the second on her chin, and she held up one of her breasts to aim the rest of my spunk onto it, massaging her nipple with the head of my cumming cock. Then she let it bounce back down and lifted the heavy breast to her mouth, licking all the cum off. I was really exhausted, so the shower was nice. We soaped and washed each other. She got my cock back up to semi-hardon, but decided to save my energy for later. We went back to bed to nap for a while. I awoke a couple of hours later to the smell of bacon cooking. I put on my shorts and went downstairs to find Molly in the kitchen. She was making cheese omelets and bacon. "Good morning!" she greeted me. She approached, her robe falling open, and reached up and put her arms around my neck. Looking up into my eyes, she asked "Do you have any idea how long it's been since we made love?" "About two hours?" I guessed. "Too long." She kissed like it had been two years, grabbed hold of my growing cock, and rubbed it against her clit. "Come here," she said, pulling my cock toward her as she backed up and sat on the kitchen table. Let's see if you remember where this belongs. Molly rubbed the head of my cock up and down her slick crease, and then pulled me into her slit. I leaned down and kissed her, plunging my tongue into her mouth at the same moment my cock lunged all the way into her love tunnel. She pulled away gasping like she was having an almost instant orgasm, and leaned back to be able to accommodate all of me. "When you're ready to cum, I want to garnish my breakfast with your cream." Her pussy wasn't as wet as it had been before. There was greater friction and I knew it would just be a matter of seconds. "I'm going to have to pull out now. Molly picked up the plate next to her, pulled me out, held my cock like a fire hose and jerked it until I sprayed my cum all over the top of her omelet. "That's real nice - a gourmet's delight." She looked happy with her creation. We ate our breakfast, and then got dressed because Molly wanted to go pick up some movies for our entertainment. I drove over to her friend's house and waited in the car while she borrowed a couple of video cassettes. They were in plain black boxes, so I hadn't a clue as to what our entertainment was going to be. Back in Molly's bedroom, she pulled the drapes shut, which made the room almost pitch black. We got undressed and in bed, and got ready to watch a homestyle video called "Animal Farm." The print wasn't too great, and it was obviously shot outside the country, possibly in Scandinavia since most of the women were blond and blue- eyed. The film opened on a blanket in a field with two young buxom blonds eating each other in a 69, and then cut to another nude, this one brunette, leading a horse toward another, trying to get them to hump. No invitation was needed. The stud, with its huge - you guessed it - horse cock, inserted it into his partner, and in short order must have shot his load because he got down off of her with his dick dripping and going flaccid. Meanwhile, the two women on the blanket greet this real unattractive guy with a beard and mutton chops and an average size, uncut cock. While he stood, one of the blondes sucked him until he was hard; then we cut to him taking the other blonde doggie style. He pulls out and cums on her back. And, speaking of dogs, along comes a collie and laps up his cum off her back with its long, broad tongue; then gives his dick a few licks, and then licks her pussy. While the one blond remains on all fours, the second one gets down, and starts pulling the dog's pud. Well, he gets so excited that he mounts the blond who had just gotten fucked and starts frantically sticking her, moving in and out of her pussy at 5 -miles-per hour. Then the dog pulls out and squirts plenty of hot dog cum on her ass cheeks. The film cut to the girl who had led the horse to fuck, and she now had a pony in tow. While she held the pony as best she could, another attractive blond girl with average- size tits got under, stroked the pony's cock and licked around its head. Leaning back and balancing with one hand on the ground, she tried to squeeze the huge head of the pony's cock into her cunt. She was successful in positioning it, and started stroking the shaft. Another girl came to help hold the pony still, and reached under to fondle his balls. And then the head came out of her pussy, squirting a gallon of horse cum all over her stomach and chest. The camera went to a close-up of her cunt, and an unbelievable amount from the first shots of his cum streamed out of her distended pussy. It was all a turn on, but, more than that, it was fascinating; I had never seen people have sex with animals before. I could see that Molly's eyes were glued to the action, her nipples were hard, and her fingers were stroking her pussy. "Why don't we fuck while we watch this?" she whispered, like the people on the screen might hear her. "Take me from behind; that way we can both watch." Molly rolled over with her head at the foot of the bed, and her ass stuck up in the air toward me. I rolled on a rubber, and squeezed my cock into her. "That's what I want, a nice big thick horse cock in me while I watch them fucking horses." I fed it in and out of her pussy nice and slowly. The scene now cut to the original two girls playing with another dog. They held him on his back, while the blond with big hoop earrings massaged his stomach and drew his penis out of his furry sheath. She stroked him until it got harder and what looked to be three or four inches in length. She went down on him, sucking his prick until it got crimson in color. Getting up, she straddled him, and inserted his dog cock in her pussy, humping up and down, careful to hold him inside. Molly and I just casually thrust back and forth, watching. The girl lifted off the dog's erect penis, and the animal was tossing around, agitated. She grabbed his shaft and jerked him off with her thumb and two fingers. The video quality was pretty poor, but I could see him squirt at least a couple of streams upward into her bush. The video cut to a girl giving head to a donkey. She was under the animal with another holding him steady. The girl kissed and licked all around its dark brown cockhead, and reached up to massage his balls. Molly was getting really juiced up and excited. With my stiff cock fully inserted, she reached back and fondled my scrotum, fingering my balls. The girl on the screen was jerking the donkey's huge shaft, and there was no way she could fit the head into her mouth. But she continued kissing, licking and sucking around his tip, stroking his elongated cock the whole time. Molly went wild. "Fuck me. I want you to shoot a ton of cum into my pussy from that huge cock of yours. I can feel it growing bigger." And she ground her ass back at me as I thrust faster. My balls were slapping against her thighs. The donkey shot his cum into her mouth, and then she aimed the head onto her breasts, and reached up for his testicles, massaging them furiously while foot-long streams of hot cum surged out of his hose and all over her firm breasts and streamed down to her bush. Finally, she let go, and two or three feet of his huge flaccid cock dropped from her hands. Molly had a series of jarring orgasms, and I came right in the middle of her spasms, just as the girl sat up next to the donkey, smiled and massaged all the animal's cum into her breasts, and then spread her pussy lips and fingered herself with the remainder. Even though I had shot my load, my cock remained hard as a ship's mast, and Molly pleaded for me to stay in deep. I continued to slide in and out of her pussy slowly, and could feel the cum- filled nipple bouncing as I moved my cock. Then, in what must have been the tenth scene of this spliced- together video, two Rubenesque beauties, one blond and the other a redhead, were 69ing on a blanket with picnic basket and all, under some trees. Along comes this less-than-attractive guy in overalls with what looked like a Doberman on a leash. He tied up the dog under one of the trees and the redhead stopped sucking, sat up and unbuttoned his fly. She pulled out the widest cock I had seen; it was no longer than a half footer, but truly looked like a slab of meat. It was circumcised, and the head was pointy, but not as wide as the shaft, and after he shed his clothes, he revealed the biggest set of balls that looked like they hadn't released any sperm for 10 years. He was already hard as a rock, but the redhead strained to suck it in while the other woman was writhing around, fingering her pussy. She pulled his cock out of her mouth, and he moved over to the blond, now on her hands and knees, and entered her cunt from the rear. The redhead kneeled down and seemed to help push him in with her hand, and then used both hands to knead his balls. He got all the way in and pumped away with the redhead working his scrotum the whole time. Molly was getting close to climaxing again, as the guy in the film shot his load, and we could see the white cum escaping from her cunt all around his shaft. He pulled his cummy cock out, and her cunt was so stretched, you could see right into the depths of her pussy. Her labia were soaked in cum juice, all slick and stretched out. The redhead then brings over the dog, who, with one big tonguing, licks his master's cock clean, and then inserts it into the woman's cum-filled pussy, and just sits there lapping at her pussy, in and around. The redhead gets him to stand, and starts rubbing to draw out his cock, and it's a big one, probably as long as his master's, but nowhere as thick. The dog's getting excited, and jumps onto the woman's back with his front paws. She helps aim the Doberman's long cock, and the dog starts poking away at her wet cunt. Well, that was too much for Molly. Her orgasm must have lasted three minutes, and I kept meeting her backward thrusts. The dog shot his sperm into the blond's cunt, and his dark red penis slipped out. She turned around and sucked his deflating, dripping cock, and Molly did the same to me. She pulled forward, releasing my cock from her vise, turned around, and slid my cum-filled rubber off. "Please cum in my mouth. I need your hot load now." She quickly sucked in my cock like a vacuum and pumped hard and furious. I gushed all over her tongue on the upstroke. She fell back, leaving me a terrific view of her wet, spread pussy, and we both fell asleep exhausted from constant sex. The ringing phone awakened us, but I kept my eyes shut, wanting to sleep a other 10 or 12 hours. "He's great!" I heard her whisper. "No, really thick, and really big load ... Yeah, I think you'll like him, and he wouldn't need these damn condoms... You don't have to worry about that... he's only 17 and I'm one of his first fucks ever... Only $200... All day... I'll give him your number... Speak to you later." She hung up. I felt a shadow over me, and a nipple was resting on my lips. "Honey, it's time to wake up. I'd like you to suck my nipples and really get me hot. You're going to have to go soon and I want you to fuck my tits. I sucked her nipple and fondled her breast, which was overwhelming in size. Her nipple got fully erect in no time, and I nibbled and bit the dark pink tip. She turned more toward me and offered the second orb. Molly reached over to her night table, opened a tube of flavored jelly lube, and spread it into her cleavage and rubbed it all over my cock. Since she was too wide for me to straddle, she straddled my crotch, squeezed her tits together, enveloping my cock, and I pumped up through her cleavage toward her waiting lips. The sensuous appearance of my glans and top of my shaft peeking up through the mountains of flesh was making me swell larger. Molly sensed it, and on one of the upstrokes, she bent over enough to suck my head into her mouth, and made slurping sounds while her tongue teased the sensitive underside. I blew my load and now she increased the slurping as she sucked out my semen and let it stream out of her mouth onto her breasts. Finally, she let my cock drop out followed by the cum that had pooled in her mouth, and it poured out of her lips and splattered all over her pale white tits. Molly looked at me, licking her lips, and simply said, "Thank you." I had shot so much cum that day that I didn't think I'd be able to shoot again for another couple of weeks. "Honey, one of my girlfriends just called," Molly said, "and I thought the two of you might like to get together on one of your days off. She lives in a townhouse like mine on the next street. She doesn't like going out a lot, and doesn't meet many guys. So, let me write down Carla's number for you. She's real horny, and her tubes are tied, so you don't have to wear anything when you fuck; and, I'll tell you, there's one person who really needs to get laid. It will change her whole outlook on life. You'll like her a lot, and I suggest you get plenty of rest the day before, and keep your eye on your dick or she might try to steal it. You're one handsome young man, and one terrific fuck. I wish you could spend the night, but I got my wish." I went into the bathroom to get washed up, and then got dressed, picked up my bag and got ready to go. "Mark, there's a little something for you in that envelope, and I'll see you at the Club." I locked the door on my way out, and felt bow-legged and a lot lighter than when I had arrived some 13 hours earlier. I couldn't wait to get home to hit the sack... alone, for a change. I got into my car, looked into the envelope and found four crisp $50 bills. Not bad for a day's work. I'll call her friend tonight, I thought. Article 116948 of alt.sex.stories: From: joe.slackie@gifshope.com (Joe Slackie) Subject: Cabana Boy (MF MF CON) Date: Wed, 27 Dec 1995 01:11:00 GMT Cabana Boy by Max Voltage Chapter 8 Friday Night/Saturday Morning As it got past three in the afternoon, I was getting ready to pull some of the chairs off the beach, and it occured to me that I had forgotten to call Molly's girlfriend Carla, for a date. I was so worn out from fucking at her house all Thursday that it had totally slipped my mind. I went over to a pay phone near the employee and lifeguard cabana section (Section A), and called. She answered on the third ring with a real sexy-sounding, "Hello." It always seemed to me that when a girl sounded good on the phone, she had a great personality, but no looks. I hoped that wasn't the case with Carla. "Hi, I'm Mark, Molly's friend. She suggested I might give you a call." "Yes, Mark, she told me she had a wonderful time yesterday, and I was awaiting your call. "Sorry, I was so tired last night that... " "... I know, you had a rough day, but, then again, I'm at least as demanding. Do you think you can make it through another long day? I'll make it worth your while." "I think I can stand the pressure, but I only get one day a week off. Next week, it will be Tuesday." "Tuesday's fine. Do you think you could stay overnight; you could leave for work from here on Wednesday?" "I'm not sure (already thinking up excuses I could give my parents) 'cause we haven't even met. At least I knew Molly from the Club, but I'd feel better about it if we could even meet briefly beforehand. You may hate me, and I may not like you." "That's fair enough. Why don't you stop by for an hour this evening on your way home and decide for yourself. What time are you off work?" "Six thirty." "How about seven, then?" "That's fine. How do I get to your house?" "Well, you've actually already been here. It's where you picked up the videos." "Really?" "Yeah, did you like them?" "They were certainly different from anything I've seen." "They're imported from Amsterdam, and I've got plenty more here, including some amateur and homemade videos. The address is 3232 Pomeroy. The only green townhouse. See ya honey." "I'll be there as close to seven as possible." As I was hanging up, I spotted two bikini clad girls from my high school running to a cabana with one of the beach lifeguards in tow. In fact, they were going into the same cabana where I had watched Carol and Sue fuck Danny; they must have more than one lifeguard sharing the large cabana. The twogirls, Janine and Chrissie, were going to be juniors, a year behind me, and were pretty aggressive, playful types. "What the hell," I thought, "let's go see what they're doing... probably just sneaking some drinks." I hurried over to the empty cabana and quietly let myself in. " Hold his arms, Chrissie, in case he tries to resist" I heard Janine say, giggling, as I closed the door. I got onto the stool and looked through the sizeable hole. Chuck, the lifeguard, was lying on the floor mat. Chrissie, was sitting, naked, straddling his face with her pussy, while she held his arms over his head. Janine, was in the process of sliding down his suit. Both girls had about the same build. They were around 5'5" tall, medium frame, and both had firm, pert breasts. Chrissie had much wider hips, and had short dark brown hair. Janine had light chestnut shoulder-length hair. Both were considered to be teases in school and high-spirited; they might as well have been sisters by the amount of time they spent with each other. They were pretty, but not really sexy, probably because they still carried on like tomboys. They were 16, and good students. From my side angle, I couldn't see much detail. Chrissie leaned over more and positioned her clit directly over Chuck's mouth, who didn't seem to be complaining about having his arms restrained. Janine got Chuck's suit down, revealing a pretty large uncut cock. The foreskin was stretched thin around his head to the extent that it was almost transparent. Janine shoved his legs apart, sat in between and grabbed hold of his shaft, bending it back and forth a couple of times until it stiffened. She stroked it several times, pulling back the foreskin. "I've never seen one like this, Chrissie. Look back." She looked back over her shoulder. Janine pulled the skin up to his tip and then all the way back from the head, demonstrating his sheath to her friend. "I've only done it with guys who've been circumsized. That looks pretty cool, and I bet it feels great. How does it taste?" "Let me see," said Janine. She bent over and sucked it into her mouth until she had the whole organ up to his balls. She slid it back out, and looked up at Chrissie. "It tastes nice and salty from all his sticky pre-cum, and it's getting very hard." "Remember, I get to take his load; I'm the one on the pill," said Chrissie. She looked down at Chuck, "Gosh, you've got a talented tongue!" Janine unfastened her bikini strings, revealing large firm, pink-tipped mounds, and a very light pussy hair covering; because of the chestnut color, her hair was thin and blond in appearance. She grabbed Chuck's cock with one hand, and stroked her pussy and clit with the other, moved up to him on her knees, and positioned his head at her entrance. Meanwhile, Chrissie was swaying her hips while Chuck licked away and tongued her pussy, his hands still held down, above his head. Chuck's cock disappeared inside Janine's cunt, and she rode him for a few minutes. Both Chuck and Janine were moaning. "It's my turn, Janine. You can let him eat your pussy while I finish him off; that's the deal. I'm almost ready to cum from his tongue." Janine pulled off, leaving Chuck's wet cock flagging in the breeze. Chrisiie stood up and was facing me, rubbing her clit. Unlike Janine, she had an extremely thick, curly bush; so much so, from where I was it was difficult to distinguish where the "V" ended and her labia began. The two switched positions with Janine's pussy right over Chuck's mouth, but facing Chrissie. She leaned back and resumed holding his wrists to the floor over his head like he was a captive. Chrissie sucked his cock for about a minute, and, sensing, her time was limited, she sunk down on his rod, and pumped up and down. All I could see was her thick brown thatch going up and down faster and faster, and then she ground down on him as far as she could take it. "Ooooh, he's cumming in me. Keep shooting it. It feels so good. Still cumming. I'm so wet and full." She swiveled her hips slightly around and back, and then her cunt sucked him with fast, short strokes. She came, making heavy rasping noises, and then seated herself all the way back down, giggling with joy over her accomplishment. Janine got off Chuck's face. "I'm jealous! I want to see... and a taste. Chrissie rose up, releasing his cock, and Janine sucked it all in. "Where did you do put all that beautiful dick, Janine?" Janine pulled it out and licked all around his shaft and scrotum. "Here, try some of this." Chrissie inserted two fingers into her slit, and brought some creamy cum up to Janine's mouth. She sucked in her fingers, licking them dry, and then pulled back Chuck's foreskin. "Look, there's still some more cum," and she went back down on him, working to get him hard again. She was successful because he had grown to almost his former dimensions. "I wish I could fuck him now." Janine put him back in her mouth, and sucked on his cock with abandon, fucking him the only way she could. Chrissie's head was right next to Janine's, and her hand cradled his balls. "I can't believe... I'm going to cum some more!" Chuck said. Janine lifted off him and began pumping him with her right hand, and he sent a jet stream into Chrissie's face. While Janine pumped the shaft, Chrissie took his head in her mouth, where he shot the rest of his load. I was getting weak-kneed watching. I left to the beach, and found some of the chairs from my section. I also saw Carol there alone. "Hi," she said, "I thought we were going to spend some time together today." "It's been real busy, Carol." "And tomorrow's the weekend; you'll be even busier and my fucking husband will be around part of the time. Come on... how about a quick ride?" I was really worked up after having seen my schoolmates fuck Chuck. "Okay I'll see you over there in five minutes." I was really fond of her, she was a terrific lover, allowed me fuck her au natural, had a fabulous body, and I knew she was getting attached to me. So, making love to Carol wasn't mechanical like, say, fucking Molly." I put away the chairs and met her at her cabana. "God, I missed you," as she stripped down for action. I was pulling down my trunks, and she grabbed hold of my cock. "My pussy was getting used to having you inside me, and then you disappear for a day and a half. I masturbated several times yesterday just thinking about Tuesday and Wednesday. Let's fuck on the mat; I want to ride you." She hunched down between my legs, stroked my cock, and sucked it all the way into the back of her throat. She eased it out, inch by inch, licking it up to the tip. Then Carol pointed it to the entrance. "What a big, sweet dick. Your head is so huge. I don't know if I'm wet enough to get you in." "I can take care of that by licking your pussy," and I started to get up. "No, don't you move." She used it like a like a plunger, pushing me in a little and then pulling me back, massaging her clit with my head, and then squeezing me in a little. I could feel Carol's pussy getting very wet, and suddenly I was in and stretching her cunt, little by little. She let go of my shaft, and I grabbed her hips and pulled her down hard, and her beautiful pussy sucked it all in, and she started riding me. Carol leaned forward and I squeezed her breasts together to be able to suck on both of her plump brown nipples simultaneously. Sucking on both breasts made her real hot, and she pumped twice as fast. "Come with me, baby, are you going to come. Shoot it up to the top." I thrust up into her, driving her to orgasm, and I came. She kept gyrating her hips, and then reached back for my sack. "You're not holding back any from me, are you?" she asked teasingly. She climbed up and kneeled next to me. Carol grabbed my cock in her fist, and squeezed from the base up, trying to extract any excess cum, like my cock was a tube of toothpaste, jerked it a few times, and went down on me to lick up the last drops. "See, that didn't take long, did it?" she asked. "There's got to be a day or two we can spend together away from this place I'm going to come up with some ideas over the weekend, and we'll discuss them on Mo day. Thanks for being my loverboy." We hugged and kissed for a few minutes, and then I had to finish up if I was going to get to Carla's by seven. My dick definitely needed a rest. Another hard day at the office. It was overcast, but still very bright out when I arrived at Carla's home. I wasn't sure what to expect. I guess I assumed that she'd be full-figured like her friend. Just the opposite was true when she opened the door. Carla couldn't have been more than 5' tall, very buxom, 35ish and blond. Her features were petite: blue eyes, freckles, small slightly upturned nose, sensuous lips. She wore her hair in a pony tail. Her blouse was a see- through print, revealing a black lace bra, and she had freckles on her chest. She wore a pair of thin boxer-like shorts, above tanned, atheletic-looking legs. Carla was sizing me up the same way. She invited me in, and had a distinct aroma of alcohol on her breath "Would you like something to drink, honey... some wine, maybe?" "Sure, why not," I replied. She filled up a glass of white wine for me and refilled hers. It looked like she had had a good start on the bottle before I arrived. We went into her living room and sat on her sofa. "It was nice of Molly to think of me. I don't get out much these days. My husband kicked off last year from pancreatic cancer, and left me with plenty of insurance money, but I haven't felt much like doing anything. We used to have some great sex, and did some swinging. In fact, that's how I met Molly. She knows how horny I am, and that is why I've built up a large video collection, but I don't like swinging alone and don't want to start messing around at singles bars. I bet you're not even old enough to drink." "No, I've got another three plus years to go." "Boy, you are young. Molly didn't describe you... only your major attributes. Have you laid many girls?" she asked bluntly. "Just Molly and my former girlfriend." "That almost qualifies you as a virgin." She took another big sip, and said, "Well, now that we've met, I've got to convince you to wanna return on Tuesday and stay overnight with me. Let's see what kinda kisser you are." I held her to me, pressed against her big, soft breasts. Our lips met softly, and my tongue probed her mouth. It ended up being one of the longest kisses in memory. Speaking of long, my cock was trying to push its way out of the top of my shorts. I took a gulp of wine, and we went back at it. My free hand lightly massaged the insides of her thighs, and she kissed with greater intensity. I slid it up the leg of her shorts, stopping just short of her pussy, touching some of the hair in passing, and she started. She had no panties on. I could tell she liked the attention, and repeated with her other thigh, moving my fingers in a light, circular motion up toward her soft, hairy lips. I decided to be the aggressor this time. I laid Carla back and pulled down her shorts. She was a natural blond, and had plenty of hair to prove it. Her inner lips were peeking out. I spread them. Her crease was glistening with moisture, and her slit was slightly agape with liquid slowly seeping out. Her clit looked like a small pearl, just peeking from its hood. My tongue went for her slit immediately, and she gasped when I dove into the tasty pool of juice that was building up inside. "You don't waste any time, and we haven't even gotten a chance to know each other yet. I do like men who finish what they start... right there, keep licking there... put a finger inside. Kiss my clit and make love to it... faster... faster! I'm cumming, honey, you're making me cum on your face! " She relaxed, and petted the back of my hair. "I want to have you cum inside me. Let me see that big dick I've heard about... and you must be big if you can satisfy Molly." I got up, took off my shirt and shorts, and looking at my erect cock with her lying below on the sofa, I realized just how tiny she was. She sat up and sucked on the head of my cock. "Molly was right. You have the thickest dick I've ever handled. I want to ride you; let's go into the guest bedroom there behind the stairs. She stood on the sofa, and rubbed the head of my cock in her crease until it began sinking into her. "OH, GOD, YOU'RE HUGE! I've got to get you all the way in me." I kept thrusting up until she was truly impaled on my pole. She was so light I was able to slide my hands under the back of her blouse and unfasten her bra. I held her to me as I began walking to the bedroom with my cock filling her wall-to-wall. It was too awkward, though, and I lifted her off me by her ass cheeks. I pulled up the cups of her underwired bra, unleashing two gorgeous tits with large, erect crimson nipples, and then picked her up and carried her to the bedroom while sucking on her left breast. I laid Carla on the bed. She spread her legs wide inviting me into her with her hand and we began pumping away. I couldn't believe that this was the third woman I had fucked today, and hoped my balls could produce enough cum. Carla's pussy was getting more slippery with each stroke. I got a little more room to maneuver inside as she expanded with my pumping. "Does my tight, wet cunt feel good, honey? You better be all the way in 'cause there isn't much more room to put you. I hope Molly left some for me... I want you to splatter cum inside my cunt and as deep as you can shoot it." "I don't have a condom with me." "That's good, because I wouldn't allow you in me with one. I took care of that problem years ago." "Fuck it hard... I like being drilled... ram it into me!" Her breasts were jiggling up and down each time she met my thrusts. "Yes, rub your head there... more... .MORE... OH FUCK, I'M CUMMING AGAIN (her jaw vibrated from the tension)!" I shot my semen into her in long, drawn out pulses. "Yes, baby, cum with me... good boy ... good hard dick... I can feel it vibrating and spilling your seed." She pulled me down for a kiss, which was a little awkward since she was more than a foot shorter than me. The more we kissed, the harder my cock remained. "Please stay inside me for a while longer," she pleaded, sucking on my nipples and kissing my chest. Carla asked me to roll over without pulling out. Now that she was on top, she kneaded her breasts and nipples, and offered them to me, one at a time. I sucked them while she gently rotated on my cock, which was getting bigger by the minute. "I wish I could stay like this for days; it's so marvelous having my pussy filled to the brim with your penis and load of cum. I can't believe you haven't gone soft on me. Does this mean your swollen dick is happy in my pussy?" She reached back and fingered my balls and tugged at them individually. Carla pulled up slightly and felt the exposed part of my shaft to see how hard I was. She rose all the way up until just my head was inside, pumped my shaft with her hand, and satisfied I was as hard as I felt inside her, she slid down in one easy motion, grinding around with my head against her cervix. She leaned forward, and I grabbed hold of her breasts. "Suck and gently bite the tips. That's it, don't stop." Her pussy started rapidly sucking my cock. "You've got it, Carla... You're getting more... I can feel it cumming... I'm shooting!" "I know, baby, I can feel it. Let me have it all. You're so perfect... you're making me cum." Carla rubbed her clit as she continued pistoning, and let out a low screach. She pulled off and moved her pussy up to my face. "Clean out my pussy, suck and lick the cum out. And then I want to kiss you and taste the two of us together. Just stay away from my clit. It's too sensitive." She spread her pussy over my mouth, and a thick mixture of our cum ran into my mouth, and I plunged my tongue up into her to lick out as much as I could reach. Carla rolled over, and I went down on her mouth and fucked her with my tongue, letting the cum from her cunt flow down into her throat. She licked around the inside of my mouth and the remaining residue off my tongue, and swallowed the last creamy remnants. "Well," she said gently, "I feel like I know you better, and want you to spend the night more than ever. In fact, I don't want you to leave now." "I have to be back home by nine, but I'd love to come over Tuesday, and I'll probably be able to come up with an excuse about staying at a friend's. That was some hot sex, and I really enjoyed making love to you." "I was just planning on giving you a little introductory blow job, and never expected to get laid or that you were going to go down on me. For a kid, who's only had sex with a couple of women, you sure seem awfully experienced. You know all my hot button. It's going to be tough waiting until Tuesday. And stay away from Molly between now and then. I want you to save yourself because I'm going to start off by giving you my patented blow job that you missed out on this evening, and I want you to reward me with a big load. I found my way back to the living room, slipped on my clothes and left with Carla lying in a fetal position, falling off to sleep with a wicked smile on her face Article 116947 of alt.sex.stories: From: joe.slackie@gifshope.com (Joe Slackie) Subject: Cabana Boy (MF MF CON) Date: Wed, 27 Dec 1995 01:12:00 GMT Cabana Boy by Max Voltage Chapter 9 Saturday Morning I never thought I'd make it to the weekend, and had vowed to get as much r&r as possible - for my cock, especially. I was sure that something would come up to make it impossible, but I had to start pacing myself better and quit succumbing to some of the temptations with which I was constantly being confronted. Next week would, for sure, be a killer. My day off, Tuesday, was already pledged to Carla. I had lunch Monday scheduled with little Judy and a date that night with Maria, the waitress. Sara, Molly and Angela were all vying for some of my time, and Carol wanted to go away somehow, somewhere, some day. On schedule, my plan went awry almost immediately. I went on break, and walked to the pool snack bar for some orange juice. It was a partly cloudy day, and as always for a Saturday, very crowded. There at the snack bar was Chrissie. "Hi, Mark," she greeted me. "I had heard that you were working here this summer." "Yeah, this is the end of my third week. Are you a member or just visiting? I inquired. "My parents joined this year, and it's pretty cool. Not much action going on, but certainly more than at home or hanging around the mall. Say, did you ever get back together with Michelle?" "No way. Except for school, I haven't seen her since March, and I have no desire to in the future." "Just wondering. You going with anyone now?" "No, I've been keeping to myself, and don't do much else than haul card tables and water around. But, hey, I shouldn't complain 'cause the tips are good." "How about going to a movie tonight... there are a lot of great ones playing at the drive-in." "Gee, I don't know, I'm going to be awfully tired; it's only 10, and I'm dragging already... " "... Come on, we can grab a burger after you get off, drive to the theater, and relax in the car. You can't go moping around feeling sorry for yourself. It's been months since you had a date. I usually don't go around asking guys out on dates, especially in their cars." She giggled and dropped her voice into the bass range, "I'll show you a good time, baby." I chuckled, changed my original game plan, and accepted. I couldn't believe that the girl I had just watch fucking Chuck, the lifeguard, in a spur-of-the-moment sexcapade, and who I thought about approaching for a date, had just enticed me into taking her to the drive- in. Well, I was starting on this date with a few knowns: She was no virgin, was on the pill, had a big bushy pussy and nice firm breasts with pink nipples. It probably didn't matter what movie we went to see.r Back on my beat, the very pregnant Sara called me over to her cabana. "Ma k, could you please help me by carrying my chair to the beach. My husband is too busy discussing politics with my sister to take the time. Let him carry her chair if they ever get to the beach." Her husband, a pretty burly guy, was sitting in his bathing suit in front of the cabana, engaged in a serious, animated conversation with Sara's sister, who looked very much like her. "Boy, what a mis-match," I thought. He looked like a bear with hair everywhere except on the top of his head. Mr. Wilson's back, chest and legs were well covered with black hair, and he had a five o'clock shadow (at 10:30 a.m.), but he had male pattern baldness, and looked 10-15 years older than Sara. Sara's sister was a well-built brunette, who looked like the older of the two, perhaps in her early 40s. I carried the chair and Sara's canvas beach bag to the beach alongside her, during which time she made a few suggestive comments about how she'd fuck my brains out if he weren't there, and thank goodness her sister, Ginny, had come along so he'd have someone to talk to and entertain him while she, Sara, could read a good book. Something seemed strange when I returned. Mr.Wilson and his sister-in-law were gone and the cabana was closed. I let myself into the Jensen's cabana next door , since they were away for two weeks, took the make-up mirror off the wall, and stood on the stool. "We've got to move it, Jerry, or Sara will come waddling back here wondering what happened to us," said Ginny. "Nah. She could give a shit if we never showed up at the beach. Our only concern is that she didn't forget something and decide to walk back." Holding the mirror up to the rafters and at an angle, I could see perfectly. She was sitting on the wooden chaise with only her black bra on, reaching back to unclasp it. And he was standing in front of her, stepping out of his suit. Her breasts dropped down and sagged against her chest, and her nipples were deep red and erect. Jerry' hair extended down to where the crack in his ass began. His cock was erect, thick and pretty short, barely sticking straight out through his heavy pubic hair. Ginny's pussy was a good color match for everything but the brown hair on her head. Her mound was covered with a rich layer of jet black hair that extended up close to her navel. She definitely couldn't wear a bikini with that showing. She stood and they kissed while her hand latched onto his cock, and his hand cupped her cunt lips, squeezing and palpitating them. "I'm ready. Let's fuck," she said succinctly, taking the padded cover off the chaise and sliding it onto the floor. She lay down, spread her thighs wide, and played with her pussy. Jerry stroked his cock watching her, got down on his knees, and inserted his cock into his sister-in-law. There was some panting, but no talk or moaning. It was the quietest fuck I had observed or been involved in. Finally, he whispered that he was going to cum, and Ginny wrapped her legs around him, drawing him as close as possible. He shot his load while he kneaded her breasts, but she didn't seem to be too excited. Jerry pulled out, got up, wiped his penis dry with some facial tissue, and grabbed his suit off the floor. He got dressed and said, "I'm heading down to the beach so Sara doesn't wonder if we left for the day, and I'll meet you there. It was great, as always." he said unemotionally. He left Ginny lying there, her lips spread with one hand and the fingers of the other stroking her clit, trying to cum. His cream was oozing out of her slit, and she dipped into it with two fingers, and brought Jerry's lube up to her clit. I wanted to jump the wall to help her because I knew how frustrated she was with his "Bam Bam, Thank You Ma'am" d n't- give-a-damn-about-you (I got MY rocks off) fuck. Her breasts were bouncing as her fingers worked faster, teasing her clit, and she came to a sudden halt, her neck muscle straining, finally having satisfied herself. Ginny arose, took a few tissues, and with on foot up on a chair, spread her lips and wiped Jerry's cum from the opening of her cunt. She got into her one-piece suit, and stood in front of the mirror with her tits still hanging out, and tugged at her nipples, making them stand out in profile. I wanted to leave before she did, so I replaced the mirror and exited the cabana. I had learned the answers to two basic questions: why Sara had not been fucked for six months (except by me), and why she wasn't missing anything (except from me). I thought Sara had a really exciting wet cunt, gave exceptionally good head, and was a unique fuck because of her pregnancy; and, more so than the others I "serviced," she was the least demanding of my time and energy. After seeing Jerry, her husband, and Jerry, the lovemaker - both for the first time - I felt really badly for Sara, and wanted to fuck her more than ever. But, it was Saturday, and I had to turn my thinking more to making sure everyone got ice water, had decks of cards, their shower drains cleaned, and other menial tasks. The only relief in the 90- degree day came from the occasional cloud cover. I was sweating like a pig from the heat. Almost everyone was at the Club. Little Judy and Michael were sitting outside the Renalli cabana with Mr. and Mrs Renalli; the crib was just inside the door, wellshaded. I saw Carol washing sand off her feet at the outdoor shower, and Molly was wearing a blouse and walking shorts, lying outside her cabana doing a crossword puzzle. She motioned me over. "When are you seeing Carla," she asked in a low voice. "Tuesday," I replied. "Thanks for putting me in touch with her." "She said you stopped by to make sure she wasn't an ogre, and by the time the two of you parted, she was under the impression that you were a good fit." I wasn't about to touch that comment with a ten-foot pole. "Yes, she seems very nice and attractive." "When will I see you again, honey?" she asked, staring me square in the eyes with her "I need to be fucked" look. "Maybe the end of the week," I volunteered, "because I've got a lot of chores to do for my parents around the house." "I'm really jealous," she said seriously. "I'm your girl, and I hope you look at Carla as just a one-night stand. I did it as a favor to the two of you. She hasn't been laid since her husband died, and I thought you might want the experience." "I appreciate it, really, but... "... I want you to fuck my brains out every chance we get if we're going to be real lovers. In case you haven't noticed, I have a tremendous sex drive and my cravings have to be satisfied regularly by you." Again, someone was staking me out as their possession. I didn't mind Carol feeling that way about me because the feeling was mutual. Molly was different; I enjoyed making love to her, but didn't feel any great emotional attachment. She probably was getting the feeling that I was being awfully tentative about our relationship, and was nervous about losing a newly discovered sex partner to her friend (who was much better looking). "Let's go inside for a few minutes and get out of the heat; you're all sweaty." I followed her into the cabana, Molly took a towel and rubbed the sweat off my shoulders and chest with it, and slipped down my suit. "You need to know and be reminded every day how much I have the hots for you. And I have a way you can repay me for referring you to Carla with a little hors d'oeuvre. With that, she toweled off my cock and balls, and my ass and inner thighs. She concentrated her efforts on my genitals, jerking me off with the towel, and palpitating my scrotum. "I'd love to fuck you, Molly, but I don't have time to make love to you now." "That's okay, because it's too uncomfortable here, and I'm having my period. I get hornier and more ornery than hell this time of the month." With that, Molly got on her knees. She enveloped my whole cock in her mouth, and took my head into the back of her throat, sucking away and fingering my balls. I was already aroused by the combination of her rubdown and having watched Sara's sister get fucked and please herself. She ran her fingers around the smooth part of my scrotum behind my balls, causing a tingling feeling deep in my groin. I felt like I was going to blow a hole in the back of her throat when my cum jetted out at high speed. She moaned and swallowed with each spurt until I had dribbled the last of her hors d'oeuvres onto her tongue. "Honey," she said looking up at me, "don't forget who takes care of you, and would fuck you night and day, every day, if I could. Remember, except for your old girlfriend, my pussy is the only one that's ever made love to you... and I'm the only woman who's ever swallowed your seed." I tried to keep from chuckling out loud, as she continued. "The only thing I haven't let you do is shoot it up into my cunt. Honey, can't you give me just another 10 minutes... I want to show you just how much I love you before you go run off to see Carla and forget I'm alive?" "Okay," I acquiesced, "but ther're probably people looking for me." "So, they'll think you took an early lunch." She turned the overhead light off, making it pretty dim. "I'll be right back." Molly went into the back, and after a minute or two, I heard the shower running, wondering what was in store for me now. In a few moments, she came out into the front naked, carrying just a towel. The size of her boobs was beyond description, and I couldn't imagine trying to stand straight with those billowing masses of flesh. Molly hugged me, and we kissed, her huge breasts heaving between us, her hard nipples pressing against my abdomen. I could feel her heart pounding as our tongues became entwined. She kneeled and took my hand to follow. Down she went the rest of the way onto her back, holding my shaft, leading me on top of and into her. Her cunt was very wet, and my semi hard-on quickly became a full-blown erection. "Shove it in all the way... that's it. Honey, I want you to shoot another sumptuous load of your sperm inside my pussy all the way to the top. I know you just came, and need some recovery time. Just take it nice and slow while you feel your way around my pussy without a rubber on. If you really like it, I know you'll be able to cum again for me." I hadn't cum inside her before without a condom, and the thought of fucking her big, sopping wet pussy and filling the depths of her cunt with my seed excited me, and I thrust in and out with long, slow strokes, picking up the pace as I felt my cock swelling larger and becoming more sensitive. I wanted her to cum with me and to avoid getting her worked up before I thought I could shoot again. Her breaths came in shorter measures, and I could feel her huge clit against me as I pressed every inch into her. She raised the nipple of her right breast to my mouth, and I sucked in the whole pigmented area, and gently bit the tip. She then lifted her other teat, expecting the same treatment, and I sucked it until it extended out by what seemed like a rock-hard half inch. "Please cum deep... I want you so badly to cum in me." She met every one of my thrusts as I pumped away, and I ejaculated a gusher inside her while she had multiple spasms in a massive orgasm. "Yes, my darling, you've done it... you're the first man I've ever let squirt his semen inside me." Molly pulled me down, and kissed me wildly, getting a rise out of my tired cock. I could feel her cunt muscles expanding and contracting as my cock started expanding again, but I knew I wouldn't be able to cum yet a third time without waiting at least another 15 minutes. I also knew that I had to get back outside before my supervisor came looking for me... and she could be a real bitch. I pulled out, and felt a liquid rush follow me. I kneeled and looked down. My cock and thighs were almost totally covered with a mixture of cum and blood, and there was blood all over the concrete floor. I had forgotten that she had said she was having her period, and knew why she had let me shoot inside her without a contraceptive. I had never fucked a woman while she was menstruating. "Here, honey, wipe it off with my towel, and you'll find more towels by the shower. I'm sorry it's so messy, but I wanted to show you how much I love you by letting you shoot in me." I went into the shower and rinsed all the blood off my cock, scrotum, pubic hair and thighs; and, when I was satisfied I wasn't going to stain my bathing suit, I slipped it on, and went back out front. "I hope you'll come and spend an evening with me next week," she said as I went to the door to leave. "Period or not, I just couldn't give up the chance of having you fuck me." "We'll see about later in the week when I know my schedule better," I replied, leaving with mixed feelings about what had just happened. My real problem was that she was becoming too serious and possessive. Next thing I knew, she was going to want to get married. Psychologically, she seemed to be going off the deep end, and I'd have to figure out a way to distance myself from her. I'd rather spend the time with Carol and maybe Carla. And, perhaps, Chrissie - the only one close to my age - and I would hit it off. The biggest question was if I'd be able to muster up enough energy for tonight's date. I had a lot of hard work and decisions ahead of me. Article 116945 of alt.sex.stories: From: joe.slackie@gifshope.com (Joe Slackie) Subject: Cabana Boy 10 (MF MF CON) Date: Wed, 27 Dec 1995 01:14:00 GMT Cabana Boy by Max Voltage Chapter 10 Chrissie The rest of the afternoon was uneventful, and I finished my daily clean-up chores by six. Ever since Molly had bled all over me, I felt uncomfortable; all we had in the cabanas were cold-water showers, meant really for just rinsing off the salt water from the Sound and chlorine from the pool. So, I took a towel and ran up to the clubhouse for a hot shower in the member's locker room in preparation for my date with Chrissie. It was really relaxing, and I didn't want to turn off the water, but figured if I didn't, I'd probably fall asleep standing up in the shower. I dried myself off, walked over to the room with the sinks to comb my hair, and was treated to a surprise. There was a slightly built Oriental cleaning lady doing the mirrors and sinks. I startled her, as she did me, and she stood there with her eyes transfixed on my crotch, like she didn't know whether to grab my cock or run for her life before it attacked her. Finally, she broke her frozen stare, said, "My gosh, you got some equipment! Sorry!" and headed for the door. I realized that her stare had taken my "equipment" from the flaccid state to a rising one; by the time she headed for the door, my cock had been pointing at her (which must have been scary). Feeling refreshed, I met Chrissie at seven in the parking lot, where I was hoping none of my "girlfriends" would see us departing. We decided to leave her car there and pick it up later. There was plenty of time to eat, since the movies didn't start until dark. I knew where her mind was at because, at no time during our dinner did the subject come up of which movie we would be seeing. We were sitting next to each other at a booth in the greasy spoon near the beach. Our discussion was mainly small talk about who from school was doing what. "Are you and Janine still hanging out together?" I asked. "Funny you should ask," she said, laughing. "We both chose you as the "most eligible" unattached boy in the school that we'd like to date. She's also at the Club this summer, and was upset when I told her we were going out." "Why, did you have a bet going?" "Sort of," she giggled, and pinched my inner thigh. My shorts started tenting because my cock knew immediately what the bet must have been about. She gave a side-long glance down at my crotch with a smile as my face started reddening; I couldn't hide my hard-on. Chrissie was very cute. She had short brown hair, great smile and dimples, and was nicely tanned. Her bust seemed a little large for her frame, and she was a litlle "broad in the beam," but in a sexy way. She wore a striped halter top and mini skirt, sneakers and white socks. We got to the drive-in early. Chrissie suggested I might get a couple of large Cokes at the refreshment stand before the movie started and the crowd got any bigger, whichever one we had finally decided on (I wasn't paying attention other than being in the right screen line to pay). It was starting to drizzle, and it looked like a thunder storm was moving our way. With my luck, someone like Molly would see me there, and I'd get hit by lightning. I got a couple of giant Cokes without incident, and got back in the car. Somehow Chrissie looked different. She reached back for her bag, opened it on her lap, and pulled out a pint of Bacardi 151 rum. I also saw her underwear stuffed in the bag. What was "different" was that her bust had dropped down, and if I groped for her crotch, I'd probably have a handful of hair. I remembered her thick bush. The thought of both of us knowing why we were really there and ready for action made the tip of my cock start weeping. "I got a friend to buy this for us to spice up our drinks a little." She cracked it open, opened the car door, and poured some of her Coke onto the ground, careful to save the ice, and filled it to the top with rum. I sipped mine down and floated some rum on top. Boy, was that stuff strong! After only a quarter of my drink was quaffed, I was starting to get a little light-headed. I put my arm around Chrissie, and she snuggled against my chest. I put the parking brake down to get it out of our way. It was getting real dark fast with nightfall and the thunderheads moving in. Cars started honking for the movie to begin. Chrissie looked up at me and grinned. "I'm really glad you let me invite you here tonight." She pursed her lips, inviting a kiss. I didn't need much prompting. I leaned down and met her lips with a short "trial" peck, and then dove in with my tongue. When we came up for air, she asked, "Where did you learn to kiss like that? That's the best kiss I've ever had." I went back for more, and my hand brushed over her breasts, feeling a very hard nipple on the way past, and she extended her tongue deeper into my mouth. The movie, whatever it was, had started (It was in color is all I knew), and the lot was pretty sparse with only a few cars anywhere near us. We had some more rum and Coke, and went back to where we had left off. After teasing her nipples, moving my hand lightly across her top, she lifted it and moved my hand onto one of her warm ripe breasts. I broke the kiss and lowered my lips to her nipple, licking and sucking it, and I dropped my hand between her thighs, and used a circular motion up toward her pussy, careful not to touch it yet. No resistance... just her moans of enjoyment. I lifted my head back up and we kissed again. In the middle of our embrace, her thighs were making love to my hand, trying to urge it northward, and I took the hint. My fingers found her crease, which was all damp with expectation, and rubbed teasingly up and down where her swollen lips parted. My finger sank into her slit, and her kissing became more fervent. She groped for my cock, and grunted for air when she found it, trying to get my shorts unfastened. "My God," she said, now working with both hands to get my button and fly undone over the hard lump in my shorts, "What have you got in there?!" I helped her open them, and my cock sprung out at the same moment the sky opened up and the thundering began (on cue). She put her face down in my lap and was stroking my rod. "You're dripping," she said as her fingers massaged the pre-cum running out of my slit all around my glans. I pulled up her top once again, and her breasts dropped into my hands. She licked around my head, and drew it into her mouth, sucking and licking while I kneaded her nipples. She drew back, coming up for a kiss, and said, "I can't imagine Michelle giving up anything this fabulous. You've got the biggest dick I've held or seen, and I once saw some big guys in a video that Janine got from somewhere that I thought were unbelievable." I was just a little bigger than average, but compared to her lifeguard friend, at least, I was longer and thicker. It was pouring, and we were probably the only car without our wipers on; we couldn't see out and no one could see in. I reached across Chrissie to her seat controls, and put her seat back all the way back and slid the seat back on its track as far as it could go. She pulled up her skirt all the way, and lay there with her pussy lips held open below her dark, curly bush. Chrissie's plump, exposed breasts, nipples pointed skyward, were heaving, and jolted as I inserted my finger into her vagina. Her thighs were spread as wide as room would allow, socked feet on top of the dash. "I'm going to have to pull out. I didn't bring a condom," I said, well knowing her response. "Don't worry, I'm on the pill, so you better not pull out!" she replied. It was pouring and thundering and lightning. I climbed over the center console, and she led me into her warm, syrupy cunt, where my finger had forged the way. After a few plunges at her entrance, I finally slowly slid in, met more resistance along the way, pulled back, and then sunk to the root. "Oh, yes, you feel so good inside me. Fuck my cunt until you get it all!" I worked the final inch back and forth, pounding away as the car rocked. Chrissie was whimpering, and I could pretty well time when she was going to climax by how close the sounds gurgling from her throat were. At the moment I felt her orgasm begin, I shot my first stream of cum into her. "Don't hold back... cum... that's it, keep fucking me... don't stop! I want your dick to make love to my pussy." She came again while I was still pulsating and squirting into the depths of her cunt. "Wow," she sighed, "that was unbelievable. It's the first time I've cum twice like that, even when I've brought myself off. You are really good, and I could tell you really needed to release that load." She kissed me. "I'm just lucky I was the one te receive several months of your hot cum," she said. "Now how do we separate without causing a flood all over your upholstery?" "Good question," I said. Chrissie pulled her panties out of her bag. I guess this is the solution. She pulled me out, holding the panties under her pussy, and then wiped her pussy and my cock with the soft cotton. I climbed back into my seat, and she leaned over and took my deflating cock into her mouth, sucking all the cum off and licking my balls while cradling them in her and. "I'm not too experienced, but you're the best fuck I've ever had." "You're on the pill," I said, "which makes me think you've had plenty of experience." "No, not at all," she said. "My mom wanted me to go on the pill just in case I ended up having sex with someone. This is only the third time I've had intercourse, and I've given head a couple of times - but all that was when I was still 15 and with my old boyfriend. All he wanted was blow jobs, and he'd cum almost immediately after I got him in my mouth. So I never had much of a chance to get good at it... " She looked up, "Maybe you can teach me all the right techniques." She stroked my hanging cock. "He didn't want to go all the way - and couldn't last long enough anyway. My girlfriend told me to squeeze the base of his penis when I thought he was getting ready to shoot, and that would solve the problem. When I tried that, instead of shooting, he just dribbled cum all over my hand and got pissed off at me because it hurt, and he couldn't and wouldn't fuck me. He just wanted to unload, and never paid any attention to me. He never even knew what a clit was. Actually, because his sister had gotten an abortion at 14, I don't think he really believed I was on the pill. He.thought I just wanted him to cum inside me, and was afraid he'd get me pregnant." I reached over to stroke her love button, but she held my wrist. "Don't. ... I'll leak all over the seat and my skirt." She continued her story, and I thought her nose was going to get longer than mine as we continued to lie to each other. "So, I finally went out with a college guy last summer, a few months after I went on the pill, and he gave me head for the first time, and it was the first time I made passionate love. We fucked twice in less than an hour. That's the last time I had sex." "Brother," I thought, "it's really getting deep in here, and she seems like such a sweet girl." "So, what happened to the college guy?" I asked. "It was just a one-night r; he was pretty far gone on pot, and didn't even remember me the next day. He remembered me, but confused me with someone else he must have fucked earlier in the evening. How about you and Michelle. She's got a real hot body; I bet you had some great times." "Not really," I lied, figuring I'd match her storymaking skills. "We had sex a few times, but it was nothing special after the first time. She jerked me off once all over her tits, and started giving me head once, but never to completion. I always gave her head; she was always shoving her pussy in my face, asking me to suck her oversized clit. It got so that I thought maybe she was a lesbian because she would agree to fuck, but never really wanted to, if you know what I mean. After I'd bring her to orgasm with my mouth, she wasn't much interested in anything else. Once we broke up, I thought maybe it was because I just didn't turn her on, or I was too small or something, especially when I got word she had slept with most of my teammates. Geez, here I am, 17, and I've never really had a blow job, and you're only the first girl other than Michelle that I've gone all the way with, and the only time I haven't worn a rubber." She believed me, and began squeezing and rubbing my cock. "Really? It's hard to believe that no girl's ever sucked the cum out of your dick. I mean, you're really large, and it's exciting just to think of you cumming in my mouth." "To be honest," I said, trying to keep from drowning in the b.s., "most girls don't turn me on, and I'd rather not date someone unless I'm really attracted to her. She could stand nude in front of me and wouldn't get a rise out my cock, and then there're a few, like you, where I'd get a boner if you just looked at me. I've fantasized about you even in class, and at least I can hide under a notebook. I can't help myself, it's an involuntary physical attraction sort of thing. I get big simply thinking about you." "I noticed how you shot up in the diner when I touched your thigh. How come you've never asked me out if I was such a turn-on?" "Because I had just had my first and only sexual encounter with Michelle, and it was disappointing. I was down, decided to immerse myself in sports - our basketball playoffs - and masturbated for relief. I figured you'd be no different than Michelle, and, although you turn me on, you wouldn't be attracted to me. "You've got to be kidding! I think you need to be revived, both physically and mentally. I get wet just being near you!" She went down on me, and sucked my hardening cock all the way in, relinquiqhing some of it as my shaft expanded and grew longer. She really seemed to relish sucking and licking me. She pulled her top back up and massaged her nipple with my glans, sticking the pointed tip into my slit. "Look, I've got you dripping again. Do you like how I suck on your dick?" "Yes, I love it!" "Will you cum for me and shoot your creamy load into my throat? I really love the taste of your cum, and want to know that I can excite you as much as you excite me with a double orgasm." "Yes, I'm just not sure if my balls have had enough time to make more for you." I was growing bigger in her hand while she talked about it. "I want to feel you throbbing in my mouth while I lick and suck you. If I really turn you on, you won't disappoint me." She went to work, slowly sucking me in inch by inch, not quite getting it all. She slid back up, licking around the ridge, and pressuring under the head with her tongue darting up and down. Her lips closed around my head and pumped like a tight cunt. Her slender fingers wrapped around my shaft, and pumped up and down in rhythm with her lips. She could tell I was about to explode as I thrust my hips up with each suck, and she made big slurping noises as I sent a river of fresh cum into her mouth. Chrissie held my cock in her mouth until she had sucked in all by gism. "My first real blow job," I panted out. "I can't tell you in words how much I loved that, but I'll repay you before the night's over. Maybe we can make love after we get out of these cramped quarters." The rain had stopped as abruptly as it had started, and the movie seemed to be nearing its end since it appeared that someone had just been rescued or captured - it was hard to tell which, but it hardly mattered. I could see stars out so the rain was probably over for the night. "What are you thinking?" I asked. "How I think it could be wonderful falling in love with you, and about my fantasies of making love in unusual places." "What kinds of places?" I asked, curious about what turned her on. "Oh, I don't know. All different kinds of places. You know how they always show cars on the tops of mesas with the canyons down below, with miles of panoramic views all around?" "Yeah, it seems to be the most popular place to introduce new models. I used to wonder how they got up there until I saw some documentary with a helicopter hauling it." "Well, imagine the two of us lying up there alone, fucking. That's the way I just felt when you shot your load into me and I came. It was like we were all alone on top of the world with all this desolate area laid out before us with no one anywhere in siiht. Just the two of us, as one, with you in me. It was beautiful!" "It sure sounds it by the way you describe it... you're very creative," I noted. "Any other places?" "Yes. I once stayed at a place in Maine that was hanging over the ocean on a cliff. Looking straight out of the room and private balcony, all you could see was the ocean out to infinity. And when it was stormy, with the waves crashing onto the rocks below and the fog rolling in, I used to sit there, wishing there were someone there to hold me close and fuck me on the balcony at the edge of the world." "Sounds exciting, and like you want to share these things with no one except a lover." "That's just the way I see my future world: Me and the person I love. Little else matters. I fantasize about sitting at a table in the library with a guy underneath giving me head; about sucking a guy off while he's trying to calmly sit at his desk and I'm in the knee well; having him take me on his desk; fucking in the woods or on the beach. Sometimes, I think about sucking or fucking in public places like in the pool or a guys' locker room, in a bus or jet. But, since I haven't got a boyfriend, I only have my fantasies and my hands to help fulfill my sexual needs." "How about lifeguards?" I thought. "It must be tempting," I said, "with all those guys walking around with their tight buns and lumps in their Speedos to grab hold of one of them rather than just sitting around, fantasizing. After all, you didn't mind approaching me, and any guy would salivate over the thought of dating you." "I've wanted to ask you since I heard the rumor that you and Michelle broke up, but never got up the courage. Instead, I thought about you sexually, but never imagined you'd be so big. In other words, you're even better than my fantasy about you!" It was time to leave (or else the car might float away on a river of bullshit), and I pulled us into the long ribbon of exiting cars. I drove back to the Club. "Why don't we go for a walk on the beach," I volunteered. "Great idea," she replied, "but let's first go to my cabana so we can get a blanket and I can change; I don't want to wear a skirt. There were only maintenance people around. We went into Chrissie's cabana in the "B" section. She changed in the back into a bikini, and I took off my shirt. She grabbed a beach towel and blanket, and we headed toward the sound of the incoming tide. It had dried out pretty quickly from the rainstorm; the temp must have been in the mid-80s, but it seemed much cooler because of the steady wind, probably a residual from the storm. As we headed up the beach, there was no one around. But off in the distance, I could see a small fire, where some people were probably having a beer party. I put my arm around Chrissie, and drew her close as we slowly walked, side by side. We stopped and kissed like we had at the beginning of the movie, and I suggested we might go into the dunes, and lie under the stars. We headed into the dunes, and found a relatively flat area surrounded by tall grass, where I laid out the blanket. "Isn't it beautiful?" asked Chrissie, looking up at the stars, the Sound making lapping noises in the background. "Yes, you are," I said looking at her. She turned to look at me, and we rolled toward each other for a kiss. Our tongues darted in and out while my hand massaged her stomach, and then moved behind her back and unfastened the two buttons on her bra. Her nipples were erect from the cool breezes. I licked with my dry tongue down her chest, around her right breast, and then sucked in her nipple. My right hand caressed her inner thighs, and then pulled the end of the side knot that held her bottoms on. I sucked on her other breast, and petted her now-exposed pussy. My tongue ran down her left breast, down her stomach, around her navel, and I planted small kisses above her muff. I got down between her legs, and raised her thighs over my shoulders. I spread open her big, hairy pussy, exposing her pink gash. Her erect clit poked its head out of the top, and I started there, flicking it with my tongue. I licked my way down to her glistening opening, and plunged my tongue in as far as it would go. Chrissie held the back of my head, stroking my hair, and holding me close. My tongue slipped in and out, and then I licked my way back to her clit, drawing it into my mouth, massaging the tip with saliva from my tongue. "Stay right there. Don't move!" she cried, and wrapped her legs around my head. She came with such force that I though she was going to break my cheekbones with her clamping thighs. I laid back down with her and we both caught our breath. "I can see that you're definitely experienced at giving head," she said. I can't catch my breath." When she did, Chrissie kneeled next to me and pulled down my suit, and went down on my cock. Satisfied I was hard enough, she squeezed the head inside her pussy and began to ride me, sitting erect, her breasts jouncing around each time she landed. I pulled her down to me, and whispered in her ear. "Shhh, they're some people coming, probably from that beer party." I could see the heads of some people passing below on their way back toward the club. When they were safely out of ear-shot, I sucked her nipple into my mouth and began thrusting my cock into her. Chrissie's hot cunt sucked me in, dragging her clit against me with each stroke. She let out a high-pitched squeal as I spurted my cream into her, and her pussy sucked my cock in orgasmic spasms. She collapsed on me, and we kissed as I pulled the beach towel over us to keep out he wind and swirling sand. Her breathing became very regular, and I realize she had fallen asleep on me, my cock still well-imbedded in her pussy. She felt so warm, and soft and comfortable, and I would have been happy to have stayed that way for hours. I must have dozed off, too, and was awakened by what must have been escaping cum slithering out of Chrissie's tunnel and down my cock, onto my balls. I had grown soft, but, realizing I was still inside her, my cock began stiffening. It was coming back to life, excited about being inside her delicious pussy. I began gently sliding around in her, making my penis expand even more. She raised her head from my shoulder, and kissed me deeply, and my cock went to full mast inside her. "I think I'm falling in love with you," she whispered, "and I want to make you cum again." Chrissie was grinding her pussy down on my cock, and came almost immedeately. She climbed off of me, and pumped my slimy cock with both her hands. "Shoot it for me, baby, I want to see you cum. Do it for me, please," she pleaded. My cock was so engorged, I thought it would burst open. Chrissie kept pumping with her right fist, and dove for my crotch and stuffed one of my balls in her mouth, tonguing it in a pool of saliva. "I'm going to cum!" I shouted into the wind." She got back up, still massaging my balls with her left hand, pumping with her right, and I shot the semen up my chest, and sprayed some of it downwind. "Yes... that's it... let me see it come out... keep cumming," and she slowed down the pace as the last drops stuck to her fist and ran down her fingers. She licked my cum off her hand, and scooped up a line of cream from my chest, and made a point of showing me that she was inserting it into her pussy. We cuddled on the blanket, partially hidden under the beach towel. After what must have been a half hour, I nudged Chrissie to get on her bikini because it was getting very late. I shook the sand out of the blanket and towel, and we walked back down the beach in the warm breeze, my arm around her shoulders. Back in Chrissie's cabana, she stripped off her suit and I my shorts, and we went into the shower together to wash off the sand. She gave me a towel to dry off and went out front to get another. When I came through the curtain, she was on the chaise, her thighs spread, knees up, fingering her pussy. My cock went from hanging south to due east. "How about a little nightcap?" she asked. "I can see what you mean about my ability to arouse you. Bring him here and slide your rock-hard penis inside me." She pulled the hood over her clit back and forth, and then held her arms out to me as I approached. Chrissie inserted my cock into her slit, and I pushed all the way into her slick channel with one long, slow stroke. "Yes, baby, do you feel our cum inside?" "You're really wet and tight. I won't be able to hold off for too long." "How many times have we fucked tonight? This must be some kind of record ... it means we must really, really love each other." I lifted up and rubbed the head of my cock along the top of her tunnel, fe ling every ridge as I slid in and out, keeping the friction continually along that path, exciting her and the ridge of my glans. "Are you cumming, are you cumming yet?" she asked. "Right there, keep fucking me just like tha-a-a-a-a-at!" We came together. I totally spent my seed in her, as the warm rush of her cum enveloped my shaft. I pulled out, and she sat in front of me, sucking and licking off all the cum. I put on my shirt and shorts, weak in the knees. "I'm going to be going away with my folks to Maine for a week, but I'll stop by to see you as soon as I return. Why don't you write down your address so I can send you a post card." I scribbled out my address on a scrap of paper on her shelf. "It'll be okay to stop by," I cautioned, "but please don't spend any time in my section. If my supervisor sees you hanging around, she'll fire me. The bitch has just been looking for an excuse to get rid of me." "Oh, I think I know who you mean. Janine's sister goes to the same college with her, and she's horny as hell, and has some real problem. I guess it's her butch looks, but she needs a make-over if she's ever going to interest any guys into laying her. She's not really that bad looking, but Janine told me that she came on real strong to some guy on a date and actually ripped open his shirt, trying to get to get his clothes off, and the poor guy took off. Pretty funny, but probably true." "I wouldn't doubt it. She's always bossing me around like she were my mother," I said. "But now you understand why she'll going ape shit if she sees me do anything but haul around chairs and tables, pour water, clean shower heads, and suck up to everyone. I guess everytime there's a complaint, the owner tears into her pretty hard, and then she dishes it out to us." "Maybe what she needs," I thought, "is to be taken out behind the barn for a good fucking." The real reason I didn't want Chrissie there was because of Carol, Molly, Sara, Judy, Angela and the others. "Have a fun trip! This was definitely a night to remember," I said. You've restored my faith in girls and my ability to make love." We kissed and I headed up to the parking lot, ready for 20 or 30 hours of well-deserved sleep. Unfortunately, I'd have to be back in eight hours, and probably be busier than ever on Sunday - as a cabana boy, that is. Article 116946 of alt.sex.stories: From: joe.slackie@gifshope.com (Joe Slackie) Subject: Cabana Boy (MF MF CON) Date: Wed, 27 Dec 1995 01:16:00 GMT Cabana Boy by Max Voltage Chapter 11: Sunday I got an early start on Sunday, and arrived at the Club before eight. I figured that Maria would be working breakfast, so I went to the club house dining room to confirm our date for Monday night. I got to the landing on the second floor, and heard a voice calling me, "Mister!" It was the Oriental girl, who I had seen in the bathroom. "Could I speak to you?" "Sure," I said, and she led me over to an alcove. "Could you drive me home after work?" That's some out-of-the-blue request, I thought. "Where do you live?" I asked. "In a high-rise apartment just two miles from here on Shoreline Road. I usually walk home." What the hell, I thought. I'll save her a walk. "Actually," she said, "I want to introduce you to my sister. She's very pretty, and wants to meet you. I told her I met a big, handsome young man here, and she thought you might drive me home and stop in to say 'hello' and for a drink." Strange request, I thought. This must be the old style of matchmaking. Well, at least I'd get a drink out of it even if she turns out to be a dog. "Sure, I'll meet you out front at 6:15." "Very good," she said, and backed off, looking ecstatic. I couldn't place her age; her voice made her sound younger than her facial features made her look. She was very slightly built with a boyish figure, and was under five-feet tall. Her eyes were very small and dark, her hair long and jet black, and her smile took up half her face. How did I get into these intriguing situations? I wondered. As it turned out, Maria worked lunch and dinner, and wouldn't be in until 1, so I headed back to my cabana sections. "Mark!" again a voice was calling from behind. It was the boss, Betty, calling my name from the club house steps. I turned and went back to find out what she wa ted. "Yes," I responded, as I drew closer. Betty was not a full- figured woman; she just had big features. She was at least 5'8', big- busted and hippy, but with a narrow waist and attractive long slender legs. Her navy blue skirt was too short for her broad hips, and her bra emphasized her huge cleavage. I could see the dark pigment of her nipples, showing through her bra and white blouse, and she didn't appear to be wearing a slip. She wore her hair very short, which wasn't becoming for her size; in fact, many thought she looked like a dyke, mainly because of her hair and the way it clashed with her large facial features. She had broad, pouty lips - the kind you'd like to see running up and down your cock. A lot of guys probably wouldn't let her, though, for fear she'd bite off a few inches. "It's time I gave you a performance review," she said, sounding official. "How about coming up to my office at noon, and I'll have a box lunch waiting." "Fine, is there anything wrong?" I asked, wondering if I was about to be axed. "No, it's time for me to evaluate your performance like I do with all the cabana boys and life guards, and to lay out a bonus program for you." After an uneventful Sunday morning of hauling and fixing things, I headed up to Betty's office in the clubhouse. Janine waved to me from the snack bar; I wasn't sure if Chrissie would have had a chance to speak to her before she left for Maine. I walked into Betty's second-floor office, which was kind of spartan with a desk, two chairs, a small love seat, end table and lamp. She came into the office behind me, closed and locked the door. "We haven't really talked one-on-one since you started several weeks ago, and I thought this would be an especially good opportunity." She sat up on the edge of the desk and continued. "You probably know that I'm going to be a senior at the university. I really haven't dated that much, but you remind me of a guy I was going with last fall. The resemblance is uncanny. Do you have a girlfriend (There was that question again.)?" "No, not really," I said. "I dated a girl for a while last year, but we never really hit it off," as I told the usual lie. She tugged on my shirt and drew me closer. She looked up at me with her big brown eyes and softened her voice, "Tell me, did you go all the way?" she prodded. "That's kinda personal," I responded, blushing. "But, since you asked... what the hell... one of the reasons we broke up is that I was pretty frustrated. She'd tease the hell out of me, we'd make out for hours, and I'd give her head, but she jerked me of once, and that's the closest we ever came to doing it. I had the feeling that she wanted to have sex, but just couldn't break down some barrier in her mind. After all, we were just 16, but I couldn't take the continual frustration of always being with her and not being able to make love. It was just too much pressure, and it was getting me down. So, I've sorta withdrawn a little and just been more active in sports and other ways to vent my energies." She drew me closer and into a long, passionate kiss. We broke, and she spoke. "I've had my eye on you since you were hired, and find you incredibly handsome and sexy. I was a tease like your girlfriend; I didn't know how to break the ice, and blew every chance I had of making love to my old boyfriend. I see him in you, and I want to make it up. You and I are inexperienced and can fumble our way through together." She kissed me again, pulling me back to her, against her well-hung breasts. She was one helluva kisser, and was fucking my mouth with her tongue. "Here's your box lunch, but you have to be very gentle." Betty hiked up her skirt, revealing her bare pussy. She pushed on my shoulders. I got down on my knees, and she spread her lips for me. Betty had a very fat clit, like a little prick, protruding straight out from the top of her inner lips, and her cunt opening was closed off, proof of her virginity. Her hymen had a small jagged hole near the middle. "Lick me," she pleaded. I licked around the opening to her vagina and then went for her clit. It was like a penis without a shaft and slit. "Oh, Jesus... Jesus... ," she was panting as I licked and sucked the little prick for only a few minutes when she held my head tightly to her crotch as a signal to stop. Finally, she let up on the pressure. "Thank you, Mark, thank you. That was absolutely the best. Let me see and touch you." She reached down and unfastened my shorts, releasing my stiff cock. "Oh, my gosh, it's beautiful. It's so big and hard." She looked at it and spoke while stroking me, "Doesn't it hurt like that?" "It does if I don't cum. The pressure really hurts, and I usually have to relieve myself. I often get a hard-on when I see you, but figured with all the guys in your college chasing you, there'd be no way you'd pay attention to me." "I want to do you, and help you out. Sit it the chair, and I'll let you ejaculate in my mouth and I'll try to hold it all in so we don't make a mess. Mr. Williamson (the owner) will be back soon." "I've never had a blow job," I informed her, keeping my voice low, and have never had my cock in a girl's mouth." "I don't have a lot of experience giving head, but I can't wait to suck on your dick. It's so pink and luscious looking." I sat in one of the arm chairs, and the boss went down on me. She sucked and licked me like a fanatic. She raised her head, and looked me in the eye while she was jerking me off with her right hand, her left under my balls. "You can cum for me. I want you to squirt out your cum for me. I want to please you like you did my clit... you're so big!" "I'm almost there," I whispered, thinking the owner might be in the next office. "She sucked in my head again, and wrapped her tongue around it. I blew shot after shot into her mouth and she kept sucking and swallowing as I delivered it. She withdrew it and smiled at me, smacking her big lips. "Salty, but good!" "Mark, I want to make love to you and I want it to be special for both of us since it would be the first time. I've just made love to the dick that I want to be the first to cum inside me. My parents are going to Virginia for the weekend, and I thought we might be able to have dinner together after work on Friday, and then sleep together in my bed. I don't want to do it here. I want it to be romantic, cuddled together in a nice comfortable warm bed with you inside me. It will be like a second chance for me and I don't want to blow it again like I did on campus. There's no obligation; it's just a way that two inexperienced lovers like us can initiate each other without feeling self conscious. What do you think?" "It's a date. The thought of finally making love to a beautiful woman, climaxing together, and releasing my first load inside you would be a long-time dream come true." "I can see," as Betty looked at my cock starting to rise again. "You will have to promise to be gentle and to buy some condoms. If we like it (she giggled), we may want to do it more than once. Well, that's it for the box lunch. You can take another 15 minutes on your break and get something to drink; I already had mine." The Club cleared out early that afternoon as fog rolled in and it started to drizzle. The only people left were the die-hard card players, whose games I helped move indoors. At 6:15 I met Sue out front and walked her to my car. We arrived at her apartment building in just a few minutes, and I parked in a visitor's space. The lobby was impressive. The doorman gave me a good looking over. After all, I was 6'2", and Sue was a whisp of only about 4'10"; I was 17 and she was at least in her mid-to-late 20s. On the 21st floor, Sue opened the door closest to the elevator, and led me into the apartment, which appeared to be a large studio. Her sister, Ilene, greeted us, wearing a green silk robe and slippers. By the way she jiggled, I didn't imagine she was wearing much in the way of undergarments. "Ilene, this is Mark, the young man I told you about; and Mark, this is my younger sister, Ilene." "So nice to meet you, she smiled, bowing slightly. "Give me a few minutes to finish my ironing, Mark. Would you like a drink?" "Sure, I'd love one." "What do you drink?" "Whatever's open is fine with me," I responded as she gave me a good looking over, pausing at my crotch. "You're a big fella," Ilene noted. "Sue, get Mark some white wine from the refrigerator." The studio was arranged with a large king-size convertible sofa that was open at the far left of the room. Ilene was ironing on an ironing board set up next to the dining room table on the far right, where there was also a galley kitchen. There were some very expensive-looking ebony cabinets and a large armoire. Sue and I sat on the love seat that was the companion piece to the convertible, where I assumed the sisters slept together since I didn't see any other rooms other than a bathroom. I sat back and looked around the room, which had silk screens on the walls and Chinese vases and jade artifacts scattered around on most surfaces. Ilene was nonchalantly ironing a flowered blouse as if I weren't in the apartment. Ilene looked much younger than Sue with somewhat of a baby face - cherubic - with no signs of lines. She was around 5'4", petite, but not thin like her sister. She was well-proportioned. Her hair, like her sister's, was black, but she wore it back in a bun, and her complexion was smooth and soft. "You have a girlfriend?" Sue asked, interrupting my visual tour of the place. "No, I don't," I replied. Sue said something in Chinese to her sister, and then grabbed my crotch teasingly. "You're a big boy, and must have some urges. A lot of beautiful girls go to the Club, and you are very good looking with a very large penis." I tried not to blush at her direct approach. "Yes," I agreed, "there are many attractive girls, but I have to work all the time, and don't get to play with any of them. Her hand was stroking my shorts, but her fingers were so thin that I hardly felt her through the fabric. I sipped my wine. She put hers down on the end table, and pulled down my fly. My cock shot up to the top of my briefs; I had no idea what to expect. I helped her pull down my shorts and underwear, and she suggested we move over to the bed a few feet away. On our way over, she talked excitedly to her sister in Chinese, stroked my cock to show it off to her, and Ilene also responded in Chinese. She took off her uniform, revealing only a beige slip underneath with her large red nipples showing through. She didn't need a bra with her very small breasts. "Lie down and be comfortable. I'll be right back." She returned in a minute with a bowl and wash cloth. She dipped the washcloth into the warm water, squeezed out the excess, and massaged and washed my cock and balls with the warm terry cloth. She put the bowl on the floor, and slid the straps off her shoulders, letting her slip drop to the floor. She had almost no figure except that of a little girl, reminding me of 11-year-old Judy at the Club. But her nipples were more mature looking, not smooth and puffy like Judy's. And her pussy was covered with black hair, a light mat of long silky strands forming almost a perfect "V." "You like?" she asked, noticing I was staring at it. "Yes," I responded, as she walked over to me with it right in front of my face. I fingered it and it felt just as silky as it looked. She pushed me back on the bed. "Will you cum in my mouth... most American men like to cum in my mouth or on my face." "Sure!" I said. "No one's ever sucked on my cock before." She didn't waste any time. She inserted the head of my cock in her wide mouth, and stretched to take more. She came up for air, and once again spoke to her sister, smiling, in Chinese. Her mouth was almost her largest feature. Incredibly, she was able to take all but the last couple of inches in her mouth without any problem, held my balls in one hand and held the base of my shaft with the other. Ilene continued with her ironing, looking over our way as a somewhat interested bystander. Sue pulled me out of her mouth, and massaged and manipulated the tip of my cock with her slender fingers, squeezed my slit open and closed, stuck her nail into the opening, and then rapidly licked it. "I'm going to cum," I cried out. I could see Ilene stop what she was doing and Sue sucked in the head just as I shot, and, in her experienced mouth, she managed to take in the whole load and swallowed it without gagging. She looked up into my eyes, made a few more swallowing motions. "You need to have your semen sucked out more often; you need a girlfriend to take care of you." She got up and went back into the bathroom, carrying her bowl and water. A couple of minutes later, Sue returned and led me into the bathroom, stopping by the ironing board for a moment. Ilene cupped my balls in one hand and lifted my flaccid shaft in the other. "Very nice large dick," she said approvingly. "Sue will get you ready." "Ready for what," I wondered, as we walked into the bathroom. The mirror was all steamed up and the tub was almost full. Sue checked and turned off the water. "You get in there, and I will give you a massage and get you ready to make love to Ilene." "GEEZ!" I involuntarily yelled as I got into the tub and Sue nudged me into a prone position. The water was burning hot, not warm, but almost scalding. "Why so hot." I asked. She reached into the water between my legs and started massaging and pulling at my balls, kneading and rotating them. "Ilene doesn't like condoms. That's why I sucked off your first load. That way you last longer, and your second load spills less seed. The hot water kills sperm in your testicles so you're infertile when you fuck my sister. Your testicles are very large like eggs," she said, "and it will take time to get the temperature high enough so there won't be danger of you making a baby." She continued palpitating and squeezing my balls. "That's a new one on me," I said. "I've heard of cold showers, but you don't have to hard-boil my... " "... Cold showers shrivel your penis, but preserve sperm. Ilene wants your dick to be as big as possible, but your sperm to be dead on arrival when you shoot your thick spunk into her womb like you did into my throat." Sue let go of my now-drooping sack, and let my nuts rest on the bottom of the tub. She got behind me and used her thin, but strong, fingers to knead my neck and shoulder muscles. I was starting to nod off; my body was relaxed, and my balls felt absolutely numb. Sue tapped me on the back to get up and out, and dried me off. We walked into the bedroom, and Ilene was sitting in the middle of the bed with her robe open. She had very large tapered, conical-shaped breasts that stood straight out like arrows with large brown tips, and she was looking down at them, pulling at her nipples. Sue sat down on the edge of the bed in front of me, and said to Ilene, "He's almost ready for fucking." For a minute I thought I was on a manufacturing line. Ilene said something to her in Chinese and Sue drew me into her mouth. Ilene slipped off her robe and dropped it off the side of the bed. Her pussy was totally clean-shaven, and was part of a beautifil landscape of unblemished yellow-beige skin, broken only by her large, succulent- looking nipples. She spread her thighs, and fingered her pussy. Pulling her lips apart, she revealed a little clit poking out at the top, and a huge, gaping cunt. When I saw her spread open like that, my cock instantly filled Sue's mouth, scratching uncomfortably against her teeth. "You want to lick it before you fuck it?" Ilene asked invitingly. I pulled out of Sue's mouth and went down on Ilene's smooth pussy. I spread her lips. Her liquid-drenched cunt was cavernous. "Why are you staring at and not licking and kissing my pussy?" she asked. "You're very large," I responded, "and I've never really seen inside a woman like this before." "That's why I need a huge dick like yours in me or I get no enjoyment. Sue told me she saw a young man with a big dick and balls, and thought you might be able to satisfy my need. A long organ doesn't do anything for me; I have to have one like yours that's extra hard and big around. Our mother followed the custom back in China that our vaginas had to be clean, inside and out; she broke my membrane and Sue's, and cleaned inside whenever she bathed us as children. She was fanatic about it, and stretched the muscles in my vagina so that I must now have a big man or neither of us - the man or me - reaches satisfaction. Sue also has a big vagina, but not like mine; she is very thin, and it was very painful for her to constantly have fingers probing and stretching her tiny cunt when she was being washed. But, now at least she can enjoy sex with someone as big as you. You like to have her ride your pole after we fuck?" she asked. "I'd love to fuck both of you," I replied, and immediately plunged my tongue up her cunt, and swirled it around in the juices. I then licked her clit ever so lightly. She reached down and pulled on my shoulders. "Make my pussy cum with your big fucker... stick it in me. I slid my cock into her in one long, smooth stroke, and my head made contact, rubbing against her slick walls. I wasn't totally lost in space like I thought I would be, but her cunt wasn't exactly squeezing my shaft, either. "I'm very happy. You are a big, strong boy, and I can feel your swollen dickhead swelling even bigger." I raised up and increased the friction against the top of her cunt, pressing against her clit each time I drove to the root. Then I felt Sue. She wrapped my scrotum in a hot wash cloth, squeezing my balls as I slid in and out, slowing the pace. At first, the feeling of Sue working on my pendulous balls was uncomfortable, but the combination of the war sensation filling my whole groin and the friction against the top of Ilene's love tunnel were bringing me closer to explosion. "Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! Fuck me with your massive cum-filled dick. I... " Ilene went speechless, made a deep guttural sound and grabbed my ass to press me into her. "Fill my cunt with your hot spunk." And I did. Stream after stream of cum shot out of my cock while Sue palpitated my balls. Ilene opened her eyes and looked up at me. "You're a good fuck... you don't know how good. You should give Sue a chance to feel your fuckmeat inside her. Maybe you can sleep with us tonight? I want to suck on you and fuck you over and over again." "Maybe some night at the end of the week, but I really have to get home soon," I said, not appearing to be ungrateful for the offered opportunity. "You have to please Sue. It would be discourteous for you not to fuck her before you leave," said Ilene. "She brought you into our home." "Fine, I'd love to have the honor," I said. "I just need some time to rest." I pulled out and sat back between Ilene's legs. Her slit was still wide open, surrounded by her tan, puckered inner lips, clit retracted into the folds out of view, a thin line of white drooling out of her cunt. "I can tell you like making love to my bald pussy. She scooted up to the pillows. "Come here and eat me while Sue gives you a massage." I pulled myself up between her legs and licked all around her outer lips. Sue spread some cherry-scented oil on my back, and massaged it into my shoulders and down my spine. Ilene spread her lips, displaying her oozing dilated slit. "Fuck my pussy with your tongue like you did before." I gathered the white cream streaming down toward her ass and stuffed it back into her cunt with my tongue, thrusting in and out. "That's good... lick my clit and make it hard again." I licked between the folds of her labia and around the tip of her button, and then pushed her hood up with my tongue, flicking at the edge of the skin that was becoming hard and erect. I left for a moment, and alternately inserted my tongue as deeply as possible up her cunt and sucked out the juices like a vacuum. With a mouth full of cum, I fucked her clit into my mouth, licking and coating it with the creamy syrup of our intermingled juices. Sue was rubbing the oil into my buttocks, and coating my scrotum from behind and working it into my thighs. I slipped three and then four fingers up her sister's cunt. "YES, SUCK IT, I'M CUMMING ALL OVER YOUR FACE." I couldn't believe how loud she cried, as her cunt severely contracted around my fingers, warm cum running down my fingers and into my palm. I pulled out my hand, and coated her lips with her slick juices. I cupped her outer lips in both hands, squeezed and rotated her mound, and then watched while I opened and closed her petals. "Click-click, click-click, click-click," her cunt made wet, sticky sounds as her lips parted, exposing her deep red gash, sheltered below. At Sue's prompting, I turned over, and she poured some oil onto my chest and worked it in. Ilene couldn't get enough attention for her hot, steamy cunt. She swung her leg over and, facing the head of the sofa, positioned her pussy right over my mouth. I spread her lips, and a glob of my cum slid out of her and right into my mouth, followed by a thin stream of her cum. Sue was now massaging my balls and rubbing the oil onto my shaft, and then I felt her sliding a condom onto my cock. My vision was blocked by Ilene's pussy, whose clit was rubbing against the bridge of my nose, but I didn't have any trouble in figuring out that Sue's cunt was sinking down onto my cock. She said something in Chinese to Ilene, who got off my face. Sue was so thin, it was incredible to see her black hairy cunt sitting all the way down on my pubic hair with my cock stuffed into her. It looked like a third thigh in the middle. "See, I told you Sue's vagina could handle your fat dick. She has to be protected, though, because the doctor said that having a baby would kill her. Sue pumped up and down faster, and Ilene leaned over to slip the brown pointed tip of her left breast into my mouth. Sue didn't say a word, but was moaning with enjoyment. She was so light - under 100 pounds - that all I really felt was her pussy sucking my cock. "Fuck her, fuck her beautiful cunt," Ilene prompted. Her pussy fit like a glove, and the condom seemed more sensitive than most. "I can't hold back much longer," I panted. "Don't hold back, baby," Sue said. "I want to feel you throbbing in me," and she sat all the way down on my cock, swiveling around until I shot my load. Sue continued slowly grinding and then rose up off of me. Ilene joined her while they removed my cum-laden rubber, and Ilene sucked in my whole cock while Sue licked and sucked my balls. "You sure you can't sleep with us tonight?" Ilene asked again, looking into my eyes, enticingly licking my cum off her lips. "No, I really can't," as I remembered that I had a hard day of fucking ahead of me with both Judy and Maria. I've got to shower now, and maybe Wednesday or Thursday we can get together again. I showered thoroughly, trying to get rid of the cherry odor; otherwise, my parents would be sure to notice it as soon as I walked in the door. When I came out of the bathroom, Ilene was still lying on the bed, holding and looking at my cum-filled rubber in one hand, while she fingered her pussy with her right. Sue accompanied me to the door. "We'll see you later in the week. Thanks for the ride!" Tomorrow, it was Judy for lunch and Maria for dinner. Tuesday was my "day off" at Carla's house. I needed to get some sleep and start taking vitamins. From: joe.slackie@gifshope.com (Joe Slackie) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: Cabana mf mF con 12/12 Date: Sun, 7 Jan 1996 00:37:00 GMT Cabana Boy by Max Voltage Chapter 12 Another Monday I got up Monday morning, after a long night's recuperative sleep, and started my working day with a look at the upcoming week's full schedule. Little 11-year-old Judy would be by to be eaten for lunch today, and the evening would be spent on a first date with Maria, one of the waitresses from the main dining room. Tuesday, my alleged day off, would be spent with Carla, where I'd be staying the night, and from where I'd go straight to work Wednesday morning (if I could still stand). Probably on Thursday, Angela wanted to enlist my help in "initiating" Judy. Molly and Sara wanted my services. The Oriental sisters wanted me to sleep with them one night, and Carol wanted to go away with me for a day somewhere. My boss, Betty, invited me to sleep over to pop her cherry Friday night. Luckily, Chrissie was away in Maine. I had no idea of who else would place a demand on my services or would prove irresistible. The morning was uneventful, and passed quickly because of all the beginning-of-week chores that kept me occupied. At 1 p.m., there was a light knock at my door, and I admitted Judy. She looked so tiny standing in the doorway. "I haven't stopped thinking about making love to you since we were together last week," she started, "and I hate having used the blackmail trick, but there's no other way I could have gotten you interested in someone my age and with all the other girls after you." She seemed awfully nervous, her voice quivering slightly. "I never actually saw you do anything with my mother; you get along so well together, though, I fantasized that I had watched the two of you making love." She continued, "Our having intercourse last week made me feel like a grown woman. I've played around with Michael, but that's 'show me' kid stuff. Making love to you is the real thing. I get goose bumps thinking about how it felt when you planted your seed in me and held me close. "This time, I want you to stick your penis all the way into me and fill me again with your sperm, but first I want to see you squirt some out. I know now what it feels like inside, but I want to see it, taste it, and pump it out of your huge organ. I want to learn how to make love to you and make you feel about me the way I do about you." I wanted to relax her because she seemed hyper and sounded like she had rehearsed her little speech. I pulled down the top of her suit and lifted her onto the shelf; bent over to suck on her smooth, puffy nipples; and licked and sucked them until the tips stood out in relief. I gave her a deep kiss while continuing to massage her tiny buds with my palms. "Let me down," she whispered. She slid off the shelf and pulled down my suit. My cock hit her in the chin as it sprung up. "I've got to suck your smooth, bloated head," she said, running her little fingers around the ridge, examining her impending challenge. We pulled our suits off the rest of the way and I followed her to the chaise lounge, where she sat in front of me. Judy held my shaft in her right hand and licked around the head while her other hand played with my scrotum and rubbed along the soft, smooth spot behind my balls. I didn't think I could last too long. Finally, she took the tip into her mouth, and sucked on my head. "Watch your teeth," I warned. "My glans is very sensitive." She sucked in a couple of inches of shaft, and I could see I was too wide for her to get much more in. Judy pumped faster with her lips causing tremendous friction each time they strained to get back and forth across the ridge, and her hands began working in perfect concert. I didn't want her to suddenly pull me out and ruin my climax, so I began spewing my cum into her mouth without warning. After a few shots, she yanked it out, gasping, and aimed my cock at her chest like a fire hose. Judy looked down to watch as she pumped with her hand, causing more white cream to splatter onto her chest. My cum drooled out of her mouth, and was dripping down and off her chin. "Look at all that sperm," she said in wonderment. "It tastes really special, and it's incredible how it shoots out." Judy lifted the thick dollops off her budding breasts with her fingers and inserted them into and around her pussy. I laid her back on the chaise, got between her legs and licked and inserted my tongue into her almost hairless, cummy cunt. I kept flicking at her tiny love bud and sucking it until she had an orgasm. "You're going to put your penis in me again like last week, aren't you?" she asked. "Yes, I just need a little recovery time. Meanwhile, I want to loosen you up as much as possible so I can move around freely inside you. Last time, you were so tight that I was worried I'd get stuck in your cunt and we'd have to call 911." I got up and headed to the back, and returned in a minute with my trusty tube of K-Y. "Isn't that what I put on your penis last time?" "Yes it is," I replied, "but now I've got to massage it into your pussy." I got back between her legs, put a big glob of jelly on the fingers of my right hand. "Now, this might feel uncomfortable for a bit, but you'll appreciate the results. It will temporarily make your vagina bigger so I can move around inside you more and shoot my seed all the way up into your body." I spread her small, firm petals and slipped one finger into her with most of the K-Y, and then squeezed in the second. Plunging them in and out and rotating them inside her tight tunnel, I got her wide enough to insert a third. Judy gasped, "Gosh, how many fingers are in me? You're really stretching me, and I don't think I can take any more." "Just a couple of minutes more, and you'll have my penis sliding all the way into you." I squeezed some more K-Y down my fingers and into her cunt; she flinched slightly. "That's cold," she exclaimed, as I worked my fingers around and around, afraid to put in a fourth, which might stretch her to the point of really hurting. Meanwhile, my thumb was teasing her clit. Her cunt felt more relaxed. I gradually slid out my fingers and massaged her tiny clit with the excess jelly. "Do you want me to try to put my penis all the way in now?" I teased. "Yes, I want all of you, and to feel you squirting into the top of my vagina." "I squeezed my head into the opening, and slid in with no trouble as I slightly forced the last few inches to the hilt. Judy stuck her hand down behind my balls. "Yes, I've got all of you, and I want you to pour out all your creamy sperm and make it swim deep inside." "If we do this often enough," I said, "we'll make your vagina as large as any woman's so you can accommodate a big, thick penis like mine without any trouble." "I loved watching you squirt your sperm before, and I want to feel you do it in me because I can now imagine it spurt out of your head while I feel the surge of it." I plunged in and out of her pussy with little resistance, and couldn't hold back any longer; I drove to the bottom. "You're going to feel this, baby," I alerted her. She started panting as if she were keeping up with my strokes, and gave a series of high-pitched, but quiet whimpers at the same moment I began shooting my load. I stayed inside her until we both calmed down, and slowly pulled out, leaving a trail of cum streaming out of her still-enlarged slit. Her lips slowly closed with a string of white cum hanging down from where the two hairless edges met. The light brown thatch of hair above her labia was matted with sweat. I parted her lips again for a last view of her pink crease. Her pussy was all shiny and slick from a combination of the jelly and cum. The entrance to her cunt had contracted to a slight pucker, and a thick, white plug of semen filled her opening. "I think you're full to the brim, honey; you're going to have fun walking around with all that gism in you." "Can't we do it again?" she asked. "I'm afraid not. My lunch hour is just about over, and my balls can't make all that cum fast enough. Besides," I said, "you don't have room inside you for any more today." "When can we see each other again? I promise I won't say anything about you to my mom or dad. I was just kidding. I need you to make love to me, and keep stretching me so I can please you better." "We'll see, Judy. I'll let you know when I think we can have enough time together so I can fill you up again with another load." (I realized after that I had sounded like a gas station attendant.) She left, and I took off for the dining room to make sure Maria and I were still on for the evening. I caught her eye, and she stepped outside the dining area to speak to me. "Why don't you follow me over to my place after work, and I'll make some pasta and salad for dinner. That way, we can have some time alone together and I don't have to spend any more of my day in restaurants. Besides, I'd love to jump in my pool and relax a bit; it's been such a hot day. What do you think?" she asked. "Great idea," I responded. "What time?" "Meet me in the lot at six. I live only 10 minutes from here." The afternoon was as uneventful as the morning had been. I saw Carol, who told me she was working on something and wanted to know what day I was off next week. Sara wanted to know if I could stop by in the morning, and I told her it was my day off. Angela asked if I was busy Thursday evening because her husband and son would be in the City at a ballgame, and she thought it would be more comfortable if I helped her with her initiation project at her home. I agreed, figuring I should be sufficiently recovered from staying with Carla, and Friday, I'd be sleeping with the boss. I followed Maria to her home in a pretty expensive, older sub-division. I wondered, as I looked around the interior how a waitress could afford such digs. She broke out a couple of Buds. She hoisted herself onto the kitchen counter and I stood next to her with the sliding glass doors and pool in the background. "You've got a beautiful home," I commented. "Thanks," she replied, "It's what's left from my marriage. He ran off with another woman three years ago when I was 29, and I at least got the house. I have to work a couple of jobs just to pay the upkeep and mortgage." "Did you have any kids?" I asked. "No," she took a swig of her beer. "That's why we broke up. We had terrific sex all the time, everywhere imaginable, but I couldn't get pregnant. So we went through the whole testing routine, and found that one of my ovaries was irreparably scarred and the other had a cyst. The long and short of it was that it would have cost tens of thousands in micro surgery without any guarantees. And he was just too macho to want to adopt; the kid had to have his blood running through his or her veins. So, he found someone he could have kids with, and they've got a second one on the way already, I understand. "I'll be truthful with you... I don't really care about kids, but I'm at the peak of my sexuality, and after all those years of constant sex, I've had a tough time with withdrawal and satisfying myself." She took another drink, and motioned me over. We kissed, and I thought she would suffocate me. Maria was really hot, and we both started groping around - my hand cupping her left breast while hers was up under my shirt, rubbing my chest. My hand moved onto her inner thigh, and teased its way up under her dress toward her crotch; she opened and closed her thighs against my hand. I unzipped her dress, revealing a lace bra with a front closure. She went for my belt, and things seemed to be moving at 90 miles an hour. Still locked in a kiss, she was now using both hands to get my button and fly undone. I opened her bra, and her luscious firm melons bounced forward with both red nipples fully erect. She got my shorts undone while I sucked on her left nipple, and she reached into my briefs, surrounded the head of my cock with her hand. As soon as she felt how hard I was, she broke from the kiss, lifted up her rear end, and erantically pulled down her panties and pantyhose, slid them off one leg, and l ft them dangling from the other. She grabbed the elastic band on my briefs and yanked them down to free my cock, and I fondled her pussy. Maria pulled me forward by my shaft, and rubbed my head up and down her crease, and we kissed deeply once again while she inserted me into her wet cunt. We continued kissing as we pumped away; she almost bit off my tongue when she came in a series of convulsive orgasms. Just as they were dying down, I plunged my tongue into her throat and my cock as deep as it would go, shooting my load, and Maria had another series of spasms. She grabbed me tightly and put her head on my shoulder, sobbing away. "Boy, did I need that! You felt really wonderful, and I haven't cum like that in a long time. Why don't we take a dip in the pool. Come and bring your beer." I pulled out of her pussy, and a huge pool of cum drained out of her cunt and onto the counter. "Wow, didn't you have fun!" she said, staring down at the flooded counter top between her legs. "I forgot to bring my bathing suit," I said. "That's okay, I won't tell if you won't." She hopped off the counter, removed her panties and hose from her one leg and her bra and dress. Maria had a terrific figure; her breasts looked exceptionally large because of her tiny waist, and her skin was naturally a light olive tone. She caressed my cock, running her hand up to the head, squeezing off some of the remaining cum, and then licked her fingers. "Last one in the pool is a... " and off she went through the glass slider, tits bouncing, and a beer in her left hand. Bring a couple of towels she called back. I picked up two towels from the dinette chair and followed her. I jumped into the pool, and she sat on the edge, dangling her feet. It was a large kidney-shaped pool, totally private, thanks to some real old, tall, mature hedges and fence surrounding the whole backyard. The water was pretty warm, and there were still a couple of hours until nightfall. I paddled toward her, and Maria teased me by spreading her pussy for my visual pleasure. I reached her, and she pulled my face into her open cunt. I licked the cum from her oozing slit and sucked on her clit. I could feel my cock starting to rise. Maria slid down into the water, and she went right for my balls. "It's funny the way they move and float underwater," she said, manipulating them. Using my shoulders, she boosted herself up, and reached down to position me for entry. Wiggling down against the water pressure, she managed to get a few inches inside her. I sucked on her hard nipples, but could barely move my cock inside her; we were almost stuck in position. I walked Maria slowly through the shallow water, up the three steps out of the pool (the last being the toughest), and down onto the soft grass just beyond the apron. We kissed, and I was finally able to slide inside as she got wetter and spread as wide as she could to accommodate me. Her nipples were hard and her breasts had gotten goose bumps from the cooling air. Maria whispered in my ear as I eased the rest of the way into her, "Fuck me... you're so big and hard in my tight pussy... let my pussy make love to your big dick and suck all the cum out of it. I need you to warm me up and bathe my pussy with your hot cum." I pumped and mined her deepest reaches, shooting at the same time she threw her legs around me, locking her feet behind my back, and tensed in climax. "God, that was GREAT!" she exclaimed. "I wish you'd carry me around all day on your big dick. The grass feels so soft... it's like being on a mattress. I don't know how people fuck in pools; it's tough to be lubed up and slick enough - unless next time we try Vaseline or something that won't dissolve right away. We've been here together close to an hour and only fucked twice!" she grinned. "Let's go make dinner and eat something other than each other." We dried each other off, finished our beers and went back into the kitchen. She got us a couple of robes, and we prepared some ziti, salad and garlic bread, and made fun of the members of the Club while we ate. "You know what's great to clear the palette after all this garlic?" she asked. "No, what?" She led me into the bedroom, pushed me onto the bed. "A mouthful of nice creamy cum, that's what. To show you what a rotten hostess I've been, I haven't even sucked off a single load since you've arrived." With that, she spread my legs and kneeled between my thighs, squeezing my cock between her breasts, and sucked on the head each time it emerged through the top of her cleavage. Then, Maria took just my head in her mouth, and made love to it with her tongue and lips, using her hands on my shaft and balls. She increased the speed and pressure of her licking on the underside, and pumped faster with her and up and down my shaft. But, what caused me to blow a gusher into her mouth was when she firmly squeezed and stretched my balls downward, repeatedly, as part of the three simultaneous hand and mouth actions. It wasn't the same as being deep throated - which is more like being sucked on by a tight cunt - but it was one of the best blow jobs I had ever had. Maria held me in her mouth until she was sure she had it all, and then scooted up next to me and we kissed. She had not swallowed, but held my full load in her mouth, and we exchanged it back and forth. She finally gulped it down and smiled, "See, no garlic smell any more, just the pungent, manly odor of your cum." We snuggled and dozed off. * * * It was dark when I awoke near the edge of the king-sized bed with a raging hard-on. Maria was still asleep, spread-eagled next to me, taking up half the bed. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I got between her legs and stared at her beautiful pussy The wet, pink folds of her inner lips were poking out of her hairy mound, and I decided to surprise her. I gently split her crease and squeezed the head of my cock into her. She started mumbling and rolling slightly to the side. I slid most of the way in. Her breasts were drooping slightly to one side, and her nipples were large and puffy. She continued to mumble in her sleep as I slowly slid in and out, and she licked her lips and put her hands behind her head. She rolled back to her original position, and moved her knees up toward her trunk. It's as if she were dreaming of getting fucked while it was happening. Her breathing started coming in shorter pants, and her hand went for her clit, stroking the hood up and down. I sank all the way to the root, and pumped in and out the last couple of inches. Maria had one of those drawn out convulsive orgasms like when we first fucked in the kitchen. Her pussy was really wet now, and my cock was sloshing around in a pool of warm juice. Maria's eyes were starting to flicker, and I drove harder to the finish line, and shot my seed into her as she shoved her pussy up to meet my thrusts, and spasmed again. "I think this is 'date rape,'" she smiled. "I thought I was dreaming that you were fucking me, and all the while you were. I was trying to satisfy what I thought was a dreamed urge by rubbing my clit." "I'm going to have to leave now," I said, sitting up. "Can't you stay with me, and we can go to the Club together in the morning." "No, my parents are expecting me back by eleven, and, besides, I'm off tomorrow." "Oh," she said dejectedly, and pulled me back down onto the bed. "It's only ten, so at least I have time to get another rise out of you." Maria turned over and straddled my face, spread her lips with her hand, and lowered her clit to my mouth. She swiveled her hips and controlled my licking by changing her position. "That's the way... keep licking there... keep licking... suck on it... Yes. ... Yes... keep sucking... don't stop... YES... RIGHT THERE... !" She screeched, pulled her cunt away, and then came down and kissed me. My new hard-on teased her pussy, as she ground her wet lips against my shaft. She rose up slightly, reached down, and inserted me in her steamy cunt. Maria straightened up, her tits bouncing uncontrollably. She collapsed back down on me, continuing to pump with more friction. "I'm cumming again! Are you cumming with me? Please cum." She came, and her pussy sucked on my cock, but I still couldn't shoot. "Ohhhh, you didn't get some... . what can I do? Suck on it?" Maria quickly got off and went down on me, sucked on my cock like a fanatic, and then took me all the way to the root with my head in the back of her throat. Once again, she worked her tactile magic by manipulating and pulling on my balls, while her throat rhythmically contracted and relaxed. "Mmmm, Mmmm," she went while I shot right down her throat; her fingers kept working my scrotum. Maria released me an inch at a time, keeping the pressure on with her lips, extracting every last drop. She scooted back up next to me. "I wish you didn't have to go, but I understand. Maybe we can play at the Club during my breaks rather than having to wait until evening." "My only problem is the boss is always watching me," I lied, "and I can't mess around at all; she never cuts me any slack. If I disappear from view for more than three minutes, the alarms go off." "We'll see... I'm sure if we want to fuck badly enough, we'll find a way; and, it doesn't take too long or too much space for me to give you a blow job... unless, of course, you don't like the way I bring you off!" I let myself out of her house, and drove home feeling somewhat drained. In the late morning, I was due over at Carla's house, where I would spend my first night (the first of two that week) in a woman's bed.