Article 111711 of alt.sex.stories: From: Anthony Hartwell <ahartwel@nmsu.edu> Subject: Family Affairs (01) True; Latina; teenager; oral; anal; slut Date: Mon, 4 Dec 1995 14:33:54 -0700 Family Affairs Part One When I saw you advertisement requesting life experiences between older and younger lovers, I hesitated at first, because my tale is somewhat sordid, and may downright offend most people; however, I've decided to share it with you: whether or not you include it in your forthcoming book, it a matter for you alone to decide upon... My name is Lucita and I live in a state somewhere in the Pacific Northwest. As my name suggests, I'm a Hispanic native of the United States. I'm 37 years old, and have never been married. Considered by many to be extremely attractive, I work hard at keeping my firm, well endowed (36DD-23-34) figure trim and in shape. I live with my boyfriend, Ron, who as boyfriends go isn't too bad; he works hard, drinks a little too much, and rates "five" out of ten in the sex department. But he's steady, gentle and safe... Things between Ron and I are OK; we have sex four or five times a week, we watch TV together; normal everyday stuff - that is, until his son, David came to live with us. Ron made a mistake when he was seventeen; he knocked up his high school sweetheart after the school prom. After a literal shotgun wedding, he quit school and went into the Navy to support her and his unborn child. While he was off on sea duty, his sweet little bitch of a wife had no problem spending the money he sent home every month (which was all of it); and fucking every guy she could... When he was discharged, he came home unannounced, to surprise everyone, and found his precious teenage wife loaded on cocaine, on her knees sucking some black guy's dick; he freaked, (understandably so) beat the hell out of both of them, and filed for divorce; after the ass whipping he had given them, his ex moved to another state with the darkie; Ron gradually lost touch with his son, now communicating with him only through mail and the rare phone call; at least, until his son finally returned one of Ron's numerous phone calls; now asking if he could live with Ron. Hesitantly, Ron told David that he was involved with someone, and that together, we would have to discuss it. Apparently, David's temper instantly flared, and soon there was a heated shouting match that I overheard. I loved Ron for making me a part of the decision, and resented David's attitude about me already; but he was Ron's son, so I encouraged Ron to let him come live with us for the summer; after that, we'd decide, all three of us, if he could stay. Two weeks later, David arrived. Shamefully, must admit that I was instantly attracted to him physically: he was tall, muscular, slim: and my pussy involuntarily began to wetten... He was beautiful! The first thing I noticed about him was how strikingly handsome and muscularly youthful he was; yet his eyes were cold and dark like a man three times his age. Seventeen years old, blond and green eyes, he looked exactly as his father at that age did in his Navy pictures. When he stepped off the train, Ron excitedly ran to him, and first shaking his hand, grabbed him and hugged him warmly. Then Ron, turning to me, introduced me, saying, "David, this is Lucita, my lady friend. You can call her Lucy." Smiling, I extended my hand towards him, and felt a chill run down my spine as I saw him stare first at my hand, then at my full, round breasts; after lingering there a while, finally they moved up to my eyes. Sneering slightly, he just said sarcastically, "Pleased, I'm sure." Diplomatically lowering my unshaken hand, I just stood there and kept quiet; after all, I thought to myself, the kid has been through an awful lot in his young years... Yet over the passing weeks, the tension between us alternated between none to high; and it was apparent that the physical attraction between us was mounting. I noticed him on many occasions staring at my tits, or looking up my dress if I bent over. I, on the other hand, began to feverishly feel desire for him; a couple of times I fantasized it was him taking me instead of his dad while were making love... Sucking Ron's cock, even allowing him to cum in my mouth, which I rarely permitted, I imagined it was David's... I must say that I was getting very nervous at the sexual tension that was mounting between us; in my mind I had visions of powerful, uninhibited sex: yet I believed out and out rape to be his thoughts... Then thankfully, after a couple of months of living with us, he began dating a girl he met in the park. Carmen was her name, and she seemed to think the world of David. Carmen was a pretty little thing; very petite, and shy. Ron and I invited her over for a barbecue, and she seemed like a nice youthful girl; yet I felt a tinge jealous of her. At least, however, I wouldn't be tempted any longer... Yet it seemed that David and I were arguing more and more; instead of things being more amicable between us, there was a subtle hostility to almost everything. I kept all of this a secret from Ron, because I felt partially responsible by my guilt of fantasizing about my lover's son fucking me in ways I'd never imagined before; and from fear that Ron would choose his long-lost son over me... ... Now, let me say that I didn't love Ron; I cared a great deal for him, and yes, I loved certain things about him: but I didn't truly love him. We had a good life together; and it was comfortable and safe. We had a comfortable home, and beautiful things, and we rarely argued. We liked the same things, for the most part, and Ron was continuously yielding and compromising when I put my foot down on an issue. He liked me to be sexy, and wear provocative garments, like short skirts and heels, and low-necked blouses and tight slacks over frilly, expensive French-made bras, panties, and garters; he paid for them willingly, and I have to admit, it made me feel really sexy and desirable when I noticed other men staring at me. I, on the other hand, made him wear ties and jackets when we went out; Ron, being a telecommunications specialist who wore denim to work, it went against his very nature that he had to dress up; until I put down my foot, and informed him that if he wanted me to look the way he wanted, then he would do the same; and no more argument was ever heard: the next day we went shopping at the mall and bought him an entire wardrobe of casual, dressy clothes that he wore however reluctantly when we went out for the evening. Although I secretly liked the way that I was now dressing, and how horny and wet the lace and satin made me feel as it moved and touched my smooth, dark skin, (as well as the attention I got from the guys at work and the market) never would I mention these feelings to Ron: after all, a woman has to have some secrets! ... Like the secret of lusting after his son; I feared that Ron would freak, and leave me. As I said, I don't love him, but I really care a lot about him. He's been good to me, unlike any other man has ever before, yet I couldn't contain myself from wondering what David's prick would feel like inside me; and wondering what he was doing to Carmen... Anyway, David and I were at it constantly; he wouldn't clean up after himself, or do anything that I asked him to do... Defiantly, he would just stare at my tits: my dark nipples unconsciously hardening as he did do, thinking of his young, muscular cock against them; or he would just look at me, licking his lips deliberately slow and methodical before just walking off... ... Impassioned with lust, I began to secretively lock myself in the bathroom, furiously masturbating my wet cunt while cursing his cocksure defiance of my authority; cumming as I thought of his hard, muscular body against mine... Yet he was still seeing Carmen, so I still felt safe; every time I saw, or spoke to her, she was just gushing with excitement; she really is a sweet girl... ... Then Ron came home with bombshell news; PacWest Telecom was sending him to Two Dot, Montana for a month to install a CAN (whatever that is) transceiver system... Apologetically, Ron told me that he "had to go,"; by installing this stuff correctly, he would very possibly move into top management; quickly I gave my approval: feeling my twat dampen as the thought of being alone with his son at last; as well as the comfort of an office job that he rightfully deserved... ... The night before Ron left for Montana, my lover and I went to dinner. We had a wonderful meal, and a couple of bottles of wine. Ron apologized over and over for leaving, and for my having to take over his role for David. Thinking of David's young strong cock made me smile, as well as my pussy quiver; but touched by Ron's profound sentiments, that night when we got home and into bed I sucked his cock long and slowly before my hungry cunt swallowed his throbbing prick into its wetness... Ron came hard and violently, filling me with his juices; although I hadn't managed to cum yet, it was important for me to please him before he left; I wanted him to know how much I appreciated and cared for him while he was gone. Seeing Ron off at the airport, Ron kissed and hugged me warmly; then hugging his son, he pointedly informed him to "Do as Lucy says; no questions, ifs, ands, or buts. You cause her any grief, life as you know it will end. @Comprende, amigo?" Reluctantly, David, agreed, his green eyes turning cold and sneering as he cast a furtive stare at me; briefly looking at my round, tan tits. The drove back home was uneventful; David and I barely said two words to one another. After changing, he said he was going out with Carmen; I sighed of relief as he closed the door behind him, I poured a drink and sat on the sofa, trying to sort out my thoughts of lust, confusion and terror of what was happening... The next several days were rather uneventful; I went to work as usual, came home, fixed dinner for David and myself; although we hardly spoke to one other, there was a lot of tension in the air that only needed a minute spark to ignite it: I could feel his eyes traveling over every angle of my long, full, curvaceous body; it really made me hot to think of him wanting me, yet it scared me when I thought about the way he might want me. And I caught myself looking at him in ways that should have made me feel ashamed of myself; staring at his strong, muscular tanned arms, or at the sizable bulge in his jeans... ... In retrospect, I subconsciously enabled encouraged David mentally to fuck me; every time he got caught staring at me, I did nothing: thus, I guess he thought I liked it - and he was right, to a certain extent. Then, when I found a pair of my panties under his bed, caked with dried cum, I should have confronted him, and told his father; yet secretly, it pleased me to think of jacking off into my underwear, thinking of fucking me: but was he thinking of fucking me, or barbarically raping me? I guess I decided to bring things to a head; I was insatiably hornier than I had been in years, and the thought of David literally raping me versus offering him what he wanted, along with what I hesitatingly had decided I wanted, set the wheels of fate into motion... I wanted him; and as ashamed as I was for feeling like an incestuous slut, I decided that if I offered him what he wanted, not only could I potentially avoid being violently raped, I could fulfill my cravings for him... ... After all, I wasn't related by blood, and older women do have flings with younger men all the time; take my girlfriend Teresa, for example... But the guilt of cheating on Ron, especially with his son was overwhelming; yet I knew within my soul that soon I would fucking David: either my way or his way... All this I decided Friday night, getting rather drunk by myself in the living room; after a fitful night of tossing and turning and masturbating my wet, starved slit endlessly, I decided that I couldn't avoid the matter any longer: either Saturday I was going to raped - or pleasantly fucked... Late Saturday morning, I got up, and made coffee; I said a silent prayer of forgiveness to Ron: this was the worst way imaginable to betray him, yet the event was going to be inevitable. Taking my coffee upstairs, I relaxed in a steaming hot bath, carefully shaving and soaping my body. David was due back late in the afternoon (he had gone fishing with Carmen's uncle), so I took my time and carefully applied my make-up, painting my lips and long nails bright red; I dried and styled my hair before pulling it back into the a big black lace bow. Next, I stepped into a pair of filmy black lace panties, and a quarter-cupped matching bra that lifted my large titties up and out, making a shapely valley of cleavage; carefully I rolled up my black silk stockings up my lean legs, and snapped them into my garters. Walking over to my closest, I found a short black lace skirt, and a tight, thin red low-cut sweater that I slipped into. Carefully, I adjusted the shoulders of the sweater so that they were off my shoulders, and tugged up the front of my bra, so that a healthy amount of tit, shoulder and sexy bra was exposed. Heels were next; red ones they were. Looking in the mirror, I admired myself; Ron would be proud of me, I thought: I looked exactly like a Mexican whore - yet this time it wasn't a game, or pretending... Article 111776 of alt.sex.stories: From: Anthony Hartwell <ahartwel@nmsu.edu> Subject: Family Affairs (02) Date: Mon, 4 Dec 1995 14:42:18 -0700 Part Two I went downstairs, and poured a drink, then another as I listened to the=20 grandfather clock tick away the minutes until David was due back as I=20 pondered again the dilemma that I was in... It was all I could do to keep=20 from reaching down and stroking my wet cunt; it was soaked with=20 anticipation of being filled with his young, strong cock: my nipples were= =20 hard and poking through the thin material of my sweater... Having another=20 drink, rationality began to talk back, and I was tempted to go back=20 upstairs, and lock my bedroom door, calling the while thing off; but my=20 soul, and my pulsating pussy wouldn't allow that: and the matter was=20 decide when I heard the from door open and slam shut... David must have gone straight upstairs, because I didn't see him after I=20 heard the front door close; I only heard the running water of the shower.= =20 Another drink; playfully touching myself between my legs, enjoying the=20 watery dampness of my panties against my engorged cunt lips... Hearing the= =20 pipes rattle, I knew that David was finished showering; and the crucial=20 time at hand... I had a final drink, and tried to slow down my breathing:=20 the thought of getting fucked versus being raped had me scared and=20 excited, if such conditions can co-exist together. David came bouncing down the stairs, as I helped myself to another drink.= =20 Wearing only a pair of khaki shorts, his muscles rippled with his every=20 movement; his washboard stomach flat and trim. "Hey Luz," he said, disarmingly almost friendly-like, toweling off his=20 short blond hair, "talk you into a drink?" Gesturing towards the bottle,=20 I told him to get a glass and help himself. Smiling, probably for the=20 first time ever since arriving last week, he walked into the kitchen and=20 got a glass; after filling it with ice, he returned and filled his glass. "Thanks, Luz," David commented, sipping from his glass, his eyes and=20 voice frighteningly pleasant for once, "man, that tastes good!" "How's Carmen?" I asked indifferently, trying to make this easier - or to=20 see if I was indeed making a huge mistake; because I was truly feeling as= =20 I was... Shrugging his buffed, broad muscular shoulder, he replied, "OK. I saw her= =20 for a awhile this afternoon. Jesus and I had a good time fishing. Nothing= =20 spectacular." A few minutes passed in silence; I sipped at my drink, really wondering=20 what the hell I was doing sitting in front of my lover's son with my tits= =20 all but hanging out, and my pussy, wet as it was, all but exposed; David=20 drained his drink, straight as it was, in record time. Reaching for the=20 bottle, I not only felt his eyes, examining my body, I saw the little=20 bastard's eyes fixated at my uplifted tits, licking his lips like the=20 fucking pervert he was... Refilling his drink, his gaze never left my=20 tits; at least until I uncrossed my legs momentarily parting them:=20 flashing my pussy briefly; his eyes shifted between my parted thighs:=20 until I recrossed them... Leaning back, he just smirked his smug grin: I=20 pretended not to notice the increasingly bountiful bulge between his=20 legs... Treading upon still waters, I carefully chose my words before I=20 spoke; either I was going to antagonize him, or entice him; I wanted his=20 cock is way I never though imaginable - yet cold chills of terror rumbled=20 down my spine at the thoughts of how I imagined he wanted me... I drank=20 hard from my glass; my cunt, wet and ready, inflamed with expectation of=20 his prick within it; I was practically shaking with fear and anticipation Before I could say what I had so carefully, thoughtfully prepared for,=20 David tipped his head back and finished his drink; reaching for the=20 half-filled bottle, he casually said, "You look nice tonight, Lucita.=20 Going out?" This only hardened my straining nipples more; inwardly I was=20 secretly pleased that he complimented me - seeing how I had dressed with=20 him in mind, of course.=20 "No, I just felt like looking sensuous... Thanks for the compliment=20 though; I'm glad that you like the way I dress." I replied nervously,=20 sipping my potent drink; goosebumps of stimulatory expectation and chills= =20 of sheer terror rushed though me, as my heart accelerated; I was now=20 committed... "I especially like the way your tits look, in that fancy bra" he grinned=20 luringly, suggestively dropping his gaze at my firm, fat tits, and the=20 wispy lace filigree bra my next-to-nether sweater failed to cover, "You=20 got great tits, Lucita. But I guess that you know that, don't you?=20 Especially th "I especially like the way your tits look, in that fancy bra" he grinned=20 luringly, suggestively dropping his gaze at my firm, fat tits, and the=20 wispy lace filigree bra my next-to-nether sweater failed to cover, "You=20 got great tits, Lucita. But I guess that you know that, don't you?=20 Especially the way that you like showing them." Shocked, although I shouldn't have been, it surprised me when I replied,=20 "David, watch your mouth: and don't talk to me like that." Instead, he just sneered, and answered "So your got great tits, and I=20 noticed; big deal. I was only complimenting you. If you don't like it,=20 then fuck you." His words hung out there few a few silent seconds while I digested his=20 harsh, but true words. Realizing that was my opportunity, and being the=20 shameless, rabid bitch in heat I am, I stared him back into his eyes, and= =20 simply said, "Anytime you want... " My reply obviously shocked him, I could tell; his jaw dropped, and he was= =20 without a reply for several seconds; quickly through, he recovered and=20 decided to call my bluff. Grinning broadly, he rubbed the bulge in his=20 shorts, retorting, "How about now, Lucy?"=20 Instantly, I answered him, not believing it was me, or my voice saying,=20 "Fine with me." Extending his arm towards me, he took me by the wrist, surprisingly=20 gentle with his touch, as I stood up and walked the few feet separating=20 us; I was trembling, literally shaking with desire and guilt as I now=20 stood before him. Slowly, David released me wrist, and put his hands on=20 my legs, thoughtfully caressing them, as his hands inched higher and=20 higher up my legs; by now I was practically panting: his hands were now=20 under my skirt, and he was murmuring, "Nice, very nice, Lucita." As one=20 hand rubbed against my ass, his other brushed over my aching cunt. At=20 last he touched my wet, soaked panties; I suddenly felt faint as he=20 rubbed his thumb over the gauzy lace covering my clit: and I came harder=20 than I ever remember before... "Show me those big tits of yours; let me see those big hard nipples of=20 yours." David ordered; obediently, I tugged off my sweater, showing him=20 my large, tan tits; my nipples erect and tingling as they spilled over=20 the top of my bra. "Those are some nice tits, Lucy. Nice, and big; bet you'd like to feel my= =20 cock between them, wouldn't you? Titty-fucking those big Mexican tits... "= =20 David wickedly said, beginning to pant himself. Lost in another=20 shuddering orgasm, I didn't answer him; again, he asked, "Want me to fuck= =20 those big spic tits? Huh? Answer me!" He gruffly ordered, sliding his=20 fingers in and out of feasting twat. "Yea-yes," I stammered, "I want to feel your cock between my tits; I want= =20 to feel your cum on them." God, was I ever crazed! Smiling, David continued, "Nice and wet, already huh, Lucita? You cunt=20 smells so good; I bet you taste ever better. Would you like me to eat=20 you? Lick that wet, hot spic pussy?" Groaning as mini- 'gasms rushed through me, I panted, "Yes, yes David; oh= =20 baby, eat me!" Tugging down my soaked panties, I stepped out of them as=20 he began to rub my slippery snatch; I was quaking with orgasms, as he=20 fondled my ass cheeks and slipped his fingers inside my starving cunt.=20 "Eat me David, lick my pussy!" His reply was take the hand squeezing my ass, and unzip his shorts; the=20 largest, hardest cock I'd ever seen sprang out like a jack-in-the-box:=20 just the sight of it made me cum again. "Then suck my cock, and then I'll eat your pussy good before I fuck you=20 like the whore that you are. Suck it!" David commanded, motioning me=20 towards his stiff cock. Not believing I was actually doing this, slowly I got on my knees,=20 kneeling before him and his beautiful, glistening hard cock. First I just= =20 looked at his cock; it was magnificent: hard and veiny, with a thick,=20 wide shaft, and a round, purplish mushroom shaped helmet with a watery=20 trickle of cum oozing from it. Carefully wrapping my hands around it, I=20 gently stroked it, guiding it towards my awaiting mouth; and then I took=20 his beautiful cock into it, and sucked it like no other man's before. It=20 was delicious; his cum hot and soury; salty and rich. I had waited for=20 this for a long time, and it was worth the wait and torment; so I made=20 damn sure that I gave him the best damn head I could. David's hand had found my tits; his other had a fistful of my thick,=20 black hair that he was using to hold onto as he pumped his hips in time=20 to my stroking and sucking his cock, while the other pinched and fondled=20 my round, heaving tits. "That's right, suck my dick, Lucita. Suck it=20 real good," David coaxed, "Now let's see how them big titties of yours=20 feel."=20 Sliding his wet cock between my tits, I sucked on the round bulbous tip=20 of his cock as he pumped his cock between my tits; it felt like=20 electricity roaring through me as his hardness stroked my firm flesh,=20 brushing against my large nipples... "Ready to fuck, Lucy?" David asked, pulling me up, "Ready to feel my cock= =20 inside you?" Although he hadn't eaten me yet as promised, (which I=20 dearly love) I didn't care; I just wanted his cock inside me. "Yes, David, fuck me; fuck me hard!" I gasped, stroking his cock;=20 mounting him, I lowered myself onto his stiff, wooden dick: feeling the=20 immense head of his big prick begin to penetrate my swollen cunt lips, I=20 thrust down onto it, taking his huge cock all at once. As big as he was,=20 it felt as I was being ripped in half; but if felt damn good.=20 Impatiently, I began to ride up and down on his throbbing, hard meat,=20 jamming my tit into his mouth. "Like my tits so much, them suck them. Bite them; suck my fucking tits,=20 you bastard!" I groaned, commanding him as I pumped onto him; his hands=20 holding onto my ass. What a reverse of roles; here I was the one being=20 the aggressor, instead of he: that only turned me on more. Furiously I=20 fucked him, cumming the entire time; David agreeably licking, sucking and= =20 biting my plentiful tits as I ground my arched pelvis down onto his=20 young, strong dick. Enraged with lust and anger, I fucked him as hard and= =20 fast as I ever imagined; feeling his cock swell, I knew he sheer seconds=20 of erupting. Abruptly, I stopped my movement against him, and clamped my=20 pelvic muscles as hard as I could against his pulsitile prick; lowering=20 my hand between us, I clamped my hand around the base of mighty shaft and= =20 squeezed vice-like, knowing this would prevent him from cumming: slowly,=20 I lifted off him until his fat, round dick slid out of my insatiable=20 cunt. Round droplets of opaque cum dribbled from his dick as it twitched=20 in my hand; slowly the twitching stopped, and his massive prick softened = =20 a little; leaning and licking his soury juice from my hands and the tip=20 of his exquisite cock, I licked him slowly until he was fully hard again. "I know you've wanted me as bad I've wanted you; and I don't think you're= =20 really ready to cum yet; besides, you haven't tasted me yet: and I like=20 getting my pussy tongued. =C0Comprende?" Obviously, he did; because next I was practically being dragged up the=20 stairs and into his room; pushing me down onto the bed, as I parted my=20 thighs and lifted my skirt, David literally dived between my spread legs,= =20 and masterfully munched my muff. I mean, this kid knew how to perform=20 the fine art of cunnilingus; mere words alone are indescribable as to=20 relate how well he licked and sucked my clit; then sticking his long=20 tongue into my wet gash and fucking me with it as his fingers stroked my=20 clit: I was grabbing his head and grinding my cunt against it, as=20 thundering orgasms roared through me. Now I was ready for his cock again... "OK David, get up here and fuck me; I want to feel that big dick of yours= =20 again!" I exclaimed breathlessly from all the panting I had been doing. Rolling me over, I got up onto my hands and knees; David ramming into my=20 fiery cunt, taking me from behind doggie-style. Did this kid ever know=20 how to fuck! Reaching his hand underneath, he rubbed my clitty as he=20 pummeled my twat; his other gripping my round hip. "Oh, baby, your cock is big; so good! Fuck me, David!" I moaned, grabbing= =20 my titty and lifting to my mouth, licking the stiff cap of it; yes folks,= =20 I was really being dirty, but I was loving every inch, err, that is, =20 minutes of it. Not to mention I hadn't even yet begun to get dirty; I=20 wanted to be nasty! "Don't cum yet, David," I begged him between screams of pure pleasure, "I= =20 want to suck your dick again." "Do you swallow?" David pointed asked, groaning himself as he pumped into= =20 my upturned pussy. "Yes, baby, I'll swallow every drop of your cum; just let me suck it!" I=20 pleaded, thirsty for his soury hot cum... After a final series of thrusts into my twat, David pulled it out of my=20 quivering cunt; rolling over, I got onto my knees and took his cock,=20 covered with the slick juices of my cunt, and after licking off the=20 thick, sweet pussy butter covering it, sucked his cock fast and furiously= =20 as I jacked him off... Roaring, David yelled as he unloaded a tremendous=20 torrent of cum into my eager mouth; and I swallowed every damn delicious=20 drop of it... ... Collapsing back onto the bed, David just lay there, panting; myself, I= =20 simply licked my lips clean, savoring the warm bellyful of cum I'd=20 swallowed... Plus, I was still hot and ready for more; especially after=20 sucking his sock after he'd fucked me: I'd never done that before (let=20 alone licking my own tits), and I found that not only did I like the=20 feeling of my tongue on my round, hefty nipples, I also liked the way my=20 pussy tasted. Now I understood why Ron loved to lick my snatch for hours=20 on end! Laying back and snuggling up against David's hard, lean body, I rested my= =20 head on his chest, as his arm wrapped around my shoulder, absent-mindedly= =20 playing with my long hair. I was content; the warmth of his cum in my=20 belly gave me goosebumps, and I had fulfilled my dark fantasy: more than=20 I ever imagined! Oops! Reality check; I had just fucked my lover's son:=20 what now? "David," I said quietly, rubbing his smooth, rippling chest, "are you awake= ?" "Hm?" Was his reply, his breathing now back to normal; and he wasn't=20 asleep, I can assure you: his hand dropped to my tit, and his cock began=20 to harden again. "David, I want your word that you'll never tell your dad about this; he=20 can't ever know - even if he and I ever separate. If you can agree to=20 that, you can have me whenever you want. OK?" "OK." David quickly replied, cupping my tit and rubbing my thickened=20 nipple; his cock had hardened until it stuck straight up; gripping it's=20 hefty girth, slowly I stroked his cock, nibbling on his ear and neck=20 until finally, I kissed my way down his belly and sucked him deep into my= =20 throat; deeper than I'd ever taken a man before... Leisurely, I sucked and= =20 licked his cock, savoring his delicious, salty taste; then David mounted=20 me, and shoved his dick into my awaiting cunt, deliberately taking long,=20 slow deep strokes; his broad hands grabbing the cheeks of my ass as I=20 moved against him... I drove my nails into the smooth flesh as I came over= =20 and over again, draining his cock into my ravenous pussy... Morning came; and I awakened David with an excellent blow job; since I=20 was going to shower anyway, I let him come all over my face: and cum he=20 did! Sticky rivulets of jism blasted forth from his dick, splattering my=20 lips and face; it felt wonderful and warm as it flowed down my face and=20 onto my tits... After I showered, I slipped on a pair of panties, and some tight denim=20 cutoffs; tight enough that you could see clearly the shape of my cunt, =20 along with an old flannel shirt that I didn't bother buttoning; just=20 knotting it up under my tits: going downstairs, I made coffee and toast=20 as I shuddered with aftershocks of the powerful orgasms of the evening=20 before came to mind... I know that guilt and disgust should have occupied=20 my thoughts instead, those thoughts been the dominant ones before last=20 night, I decided I might as well enjoy my feelings now; at least I hadn't= =20 been violated against my will, and I had enjoyed my new lover's cock in=20 ways I'd only fantasized about... Article 111736 of alt.sex.stories: From: Anthony Hartwell <ahartwel@nmsu.edu> Subject: Family Affairs (03) Date: Mon, 4 Dec 1995 14:49:18 -0700 Part Three David came downstairs, and together we shared coffee and toast; it was raining like mad outside, and I casually asked David what plans he had, if any for the day. Shrugging his shoulders, he replied that he really didn't have any; adding that Carmen was going to church with her parents, and then to some family gathering afterwards. "Why?" David asked, leering at my tits, jutting out from my opened shirt, licking his lips as he stared at them. "Just wondering, that's all. Even with the weather as shitty as it is, I have to go to the market; with it raining outside, I was thinking about getting a movie and watching it; I was going to invite you if didn't have anything planned." I replied, turning slightly so that more tits showed, feeling my cunt slicken as I showed him by firm, juicy tits that he lusted for... Seeming to be genuinely appreciative, a broad, radiant smile filled his face, and his eyes sparkled as David gushed, "Cool! That's be great, Lucy! Hey, I know - we can make nachos! How 'bout that?" The excited sound of his voice, and his anxiousness and enthusiasm were that of a little boy; suddenly I felt like crying; disgusted with the filthy acts I had performed with him in bed... Slipping on some shoes, I buttoned up my shirt; I tossed David the keys, telling him to drive. A smile crossed his face briefly, and we took off; now he was David the man, as his hand resting my thigh, slowly stroking it as I began to get hotter by the second for his cock... At the market, we got all the stuff I needed, along with what we needed to make nachos. David acted like the perfect young man; politely he kept his space from me without leering or being overtly sexual: he knew that too many people in there knew me and Ron... At least until I hesitatingly mentioned that I liked beer with my nachos; we'd get some, but he had to promise that he wouldn't tell his father that I allowed him to drink. "I realize you're an adult, as far as society is concerned. But if your Dad knew... " I finished, feeling a twinge of guilt and remorse fill me as I mentioned Ron: until another twang of desired moistened my panties... Discreetly looking around, ensuring there was no watchful eyes present, he quickly cupped my butt with one hand, and squeezing it briefly before putting it back onto the cart, replied, "Luce, I'm not going to say anything about anything. OK?" "OK." Wishing that I could have his hand back on my ass, we got some beer and checked out; next stop: Video Dude. Getting a movie that we both had been dying to see, David suggested that we go into the "back room" where all the adult movies are. For a moment I didn't reply; I for one like watching a good porn film occasionally, yet I felt slightly uncomfortable about watching one with David. Then I thought, "What the hell, Lucy - you already fucked him; why not?" Yet, I took the extra caution to make sure that the clerk in the store wasn't one who knew me, or Ron. Agreeing, we went into the "back room" as it's called, and selected a tape from there; of all things, it was called "Latina Lust." By the time we left the store, it was raining even harder; dark clouds filled the sky, and traffic was beginning to thicken: an accident ahead snarled traffic as we stopped in the boulevard approaching our turn... David's hand slid further up my thigh, until he reached my steaming cunt; plying the denim-covered lips of my cunt, slowly I unbuttoned my shirt, until it was just fastened by the knot below the bottom swell of my breasts... "David," I began hesitantly, enjoying the feeling of his hand between my legs, "why do you want me so badly?" I awaited the darkening of his eyes, and the fear that accompanied. Instead, he just thought a moment, and replied, "Because you're sexy; you've got great tits, a beautiful ass and a trim waist; and you like showing it off. I like a woman who's proud of her body." Reaching down and unzipping my cutoffs, I parted my legs and guided David's hand towards my panty-covered pussy; massaging my clit, I played with my titties as I watched his cock grow into a massive bulge in his shorts. "Oh David, that feels so nice; who taught you how to please a woman?" I asked, showing him my tits; thank goodness it was raining, and cold outside: the car windows had steamed up, otherwise everyone around us would have had a free peep show! David didn't answer at first; that dark cloud began to cross his face and inwardly I started to cringe: then thankfully, it left his handsome face as he rubbed his hand against my cunt slightly faster. Looking at my tits, he asked my to play with them; gladly, I did so, as he finally replied, "The nigger's aunt." Now totally aroused, from him finally opening up to me (as well as how close I was to cumming from his light touch on my cunt, and how nice my titties felt in my hand), I pushed further, "What do you mean?" "Suzette is the nigger's aunt by marriage; when the "bitch" and the "nigger" wanted to party - or sell the bitches' pussy - I got sent over to Suzette's. She's a really nice lady; she'd always cook special food, and let me stay up late to watch TV; when I was a kid, she was only a teenager herself: so the age difference between our interests wasn't much - except cultural. We were - are - very close. She hates her brother and the witch; and she hates her own husband; one night when I was about fourteen, he took off to fuck "the bitch" after her and the nigger dropped me off at their house: he told Suz some bullshit story about 'helping them work out a problem'; when they had dropped me off, the nigger whispered to his brother "It be a blizzard at de' crib and she be ready to party!"... Suz and I both knew it was a lie... Taking a breath, David slipped his hand under my panties; now his fingers played with my engorged, blood-filled cunt lips; I wasn't sure how to feel: turned on by his unmistakably well-educated fingers; disgusted with myself: or horny as I thought of his "education." "So?" I breathed, as he slid his fingers into me, bringing me very close to popping; reaching over and grabbing his crotch, I instead gripped a big, throbbing rocket, ready to "blast-off"... "They all took off; and after feeding me better than I had eaten all week, Suz went into the bedroom; when she came out, she was wearing only a silk robe: partially opened: she asked me if I wanted to watch TV with her, and have a 'special treat.'" ... Deeper his finger went into me; rubbing my clit with his thumb. I pinched my yearning, raised nipples between my fingers... Tugging at his cock, I begged him to tell me more... David continued, "Suz is beautiful; her white daddy she never knew, but her mama is Mississippi Southern Black; she got straight hair, and light, smooth skin; she's tall, thin: and huge tits that defied gravity." Faster David rubbed my wet snatch, his fingers glistening with my thick juices. "Anyway, I went into her bedroom, and Suzette was laying on the bed, watching a TV program. She patted the space next to her, and told me to hop up and join her. For a while, we just watched TV, and didn't really talk." Now David slid his fingers past the meaty lips of my cunt, and slowly begun to fuck me with his fingers; I lowered the seat almost horizontally, so that he could deeper inside me... ... The rain was still hammering down, and traffic was not moving an inch; I'm sure people around us were wondering what we were doing, because the windows were really steamed up with the exception of the windshield; that we cleared so that when traffic began to move, so could we: and not get caught practically fucking in the middle of the street... "Anyway, when the program was over, Suz snapped off the TV, and asked if I was ready for my "treat." I told her yeah, I was. So she gets up onto her knees, and very slow like starts taking off her gown: all she had one underneath was an, a... What the hell do you call it? I don't know what you call it, but it was red, and very skimpy... " "A teddy?" I purred, ready to cum any second now; how badly I wanted to feel his big young cock inside me! If only we dared to... "Yeah! That's it," David confirmed, briefly lowering his head to lick my stiff nipples; then sitting back up, he continued, "Suz leaned over and kissed me, and then she kissed me with her tongue; I'd never kissed a girl before, and I was scared to death. She told me to kiss her back, with my tongue; and I did. Next thing I know, she's got my hands on her tits, and telling me to suck them. 'Dave" she said, "she always called me Dave; we gonna have our own little party. You still cherry, ain't you boy?'" "I told her I was, scared but really liking the way she was kissing me, and how soft and nice her tits felt in my hands. Suz said, "Well baby, tonight we gonna pop that cherry and make you a man. Now suck my titty's baby, and I show you what de' pussy all about." "She got my pants down, and grabbed my dick in her hands; "Damn, boy! You got dick that a black man would be proud of. Touch my pussy Dave; I like to get my pussy touched; then I'm gonna suck that white dick of yours." David paused, as he licked my taunt nipples again, I begged him to finger me faster, and he did; then slowly he said, "So I touched her, and she was really, really wet; she told me how to touch her, and then she put my dick in her mouth and sucked it; I came after the first thirty seconds, but she just smiled and kept sucking it; I was still hard, and she laid back and spread her legs, her hands guiding me into her. Only problem was that as soon as my dick touched her pussy, I came again; it was really messy: cum shot all over her. I thought she was going to be mad, but Suz just smiled, and stuck my dick into her... They didn't come back for me for three days; and in those three days Suz taught me things I never knew existed. Then whenever I went to Suzettes' while everyone else did what they were doing, Suzette took me into her bedroom and opened her gown... " I was cumming rather softly and pleasantly as I imagined all of this in my mind; nice, carefree waves of gentle, rippling orgasm filled me; until the traffic cleared and some asshole behind us blasted his horn: abruptly, David jerked his fingers from within me, and off we went. I raised my seat, and taking his fingers into mine, licked every droplet of my juices from his hand. Reluctantly, I fastened my shorts; as nicely as I had cum already, I still wanted his dick... At last we pulled into the driveway, and into the garage. Like an animal in heat, I yanked the lever down to lower the seat, and pulled David on top of me; we both fumbled at getting the others shorts down as we kissed madly; David yanked my panties aside, and stuck his rock-hard cock into me, fiercely fucking me until we both violently came... ... We made nachos, and drank beer; we watched the one movie together; I snuggled against David, putting my head onto his shoulder, wrapped his arm around my slim shoulder; thunder and lightning, along with pouring rain cascaded against the sky outside; yet I felt warm and safe... Think what you want; I don't really care: yes, I was fucking someone half my age, who just happened to be my lovers' son: and potentially my step-son. Yes, I was betraying my lover, with his own son; and yes, I felt a little guilty about that. But now I was consumed with the infatuation of greedy, self-serving lust that I had never felt before in my life: there was no emotional bond between us like Ron and I: between David and me it was sheer animal magnetism. ... If you're disgusted with me, or my story at this point, then I warn you to stop here and not read any further... Article 111759 of alt.sex.stories: From: Anthony Hartwell <ahartwel@nmsu.edu> Subject: Family Affairs (04) Date: Mon, 4 Dec 1995 15:00:59 -0700 Part Four If you turned this page, then you must want to hear the rest of this tale; but I'm warning you! ... After watching one movie, we took a break and went out onto the deck, watching the thunder and lightning; but it was damn cold and nasty, so we didn't linger very long. Instead we went back inside, and while I filled the tray again with nachos and beer, David put "Latina Lust" into the VCR... Instantly the screen was filled with hard cocks, shaved pussies and big tits; all the girls were Latina, and all the guys were Anglos: it was about an American soldier who dreamed of owning a Tijuana brothel while in Vietnam; surviving the nightmare of that stupid war, he went to T.J. to fulfill his dream... Good premise, good dialogue; and lots of pretty girls in sexy garments pleasing the white-eyes in every shape, form and position imaginable. I for one was getting pretty turned-on; I was feeling a little tipsy, but David seemed as sober as a Mormon: probably because he had only had two beers, while I one the other hand had several bottles... David's hand, wrapped around my shoulder and touching my arm, now resting inside my shirt, cupping my tit as he played with my nipple, pinching it slightly as it blossomed to fullness to his touch... I started kissing his ear, and his neck as I lightly raked my long nails over his muscular, hairless chest; together we watched sticky cumshots of girls getting soaked with cum, girls doing girls, two guys going a one girl... I had my hand inside David's loose-fitting shorts, slowly stroking his swollen cock when the tape ended; when it snapped off, he apparently took that as a queue to fuck me, because as he kissed me, he was trying to untie my shirt. I on the other hand, had something else in mind... Brushing his hands away, I kissed his lips, murmuring, "Want to play a game?" Suspiciously, David narrowed his eyes, replying, "What kind of game?" Squeezing his dick lightly, I licked his nipple, answering. "Oh, just maybe you'd like to visit a Tijuana whorehouse yourself... I feel kinda nasty right now." Licking his lips anxiously, he pinched tit; I'm sure visions of all types of sorted, dirty acts came to his mind - as did to mine. "How nasty?" David asked, pinching my nipples hard as he sucked on my neck, chewing delicately on my flesh... "Really " I emphasized, "nasty. Since tomorrow is Memorial Day, and I don't have to work, we could have a little fun tonight. Are up for it?" By the look on his face, not to mention the lump in his pants, I knew he was before he replied, "Fine by me." "Then meet me at the bar down the street; not "The Boar's Head": they know me in there, but the one next door, the "Dew Drop Inn" - we never go to that place, in one hour. You got money, right?" A little bewildered, he said, "Yes," and then asked, "Why?" Patiently, I explained that if he wanted to treat me like a whore, he was going to have to pay for a whore: and the motel room. "Oh," was all he said. Sitting in a hot bath, I had a beer and soaked in the steaming hot water. Naked, I sat down in front of my make-up mirror and painstakingly transformed my face: dark eyeliner, mascara and lipstick; teasing out my hair, I sprayed ton's of hair spray to keep it in place. Then, I had to decide what to wear; and that was no easy matter, especially with all the clothes I have! Finally stepping into a clean pair of black lace panties, stuffing my tits into a dainty lace bra one size too small, I rolled up some fancy rose-patterned stockings and hooked them to my garters. Over this I pulled on a sheer white lace dress that my tits all but spilled out of, and barely covered my pussy. White heels and a splash of perfume, along with my vibrator, a packet of condoms and some K-Y (a prostitute's tools), into my purse; as an after thought, I rummaged through my lingerie chest and pulled out my black lace gloves that Ron loved my wearing when I sucked or jacked him off... Hopping into my car, I drove the block or two to the bar. After carefully parking, and adjusting my tits so that the only thing not showing were my taunt, swollen nipples, I slipped on my trench coat and walked in... ... Once inside, I knew why Ron refused to take me there; it was a seedy little place, dark and almost foreboding: there were a few women in there: from the looks of them, they were divorce's looking for someone to spend the afternoon with while their kids were with their fathers. I felt eyes crawling all over me; staring, leering overt looks of lust... Out of the corner of my eyes, I spotted David sitting at the bar, sipping a beer, talking to some divorce who was rubbing herself all over him. I took the seat next to him, hardly glancing over at him as I ordered a whiskey sour in a chimney glass. After paying for my drink, I sipped it and unfastened my coat, opening it slowly, yet not taking it off... A few minutes went by; David seemed almost enthralled with his little catch; she had red hair, and tons of make-up; her spandex dress pushed everything in and out: didn't he know that when it came off, everything would expand into suet? Then she got up, and stumbling her way towards the restrooms. "Buy you a drink?" David asked, turning towards me and smiling his prettiest smile - at least that I had eve seen... "I have a drink, thank you." I replied coldly, knowing that I was going to enjoy this; emotionally and physically... Adding, "What about your lady there? I don't think she would appreciate you hitting on some other woman while she goes to pee." David laughed, and looking at my opened coat, his eyes nearly bulged out of his head, "No, that's not my lady; My name is David: and I really would like to buy you a drink. Please?" Ever so charming was my David; but he just couldn't help looking at my tits and lick his lips... "OK," I answered, draining the last of my whiskey, "buy me a drink." Nodding to the barkeep, a fresh glass was placed before me; teasingly, I opened my coat a little more, now exposing my legs. "Thanks, David; my name is Lucita. Pleased, I'm sure." David's face reddened; I felt a little guilty for taking such a cheap shot at him, but hey! All's fair in the name of the game! David sat quietly for a few minutes, tugging at his beer; I quickly finished mine, leaving the empty glass noticeably before me... David again summoned the bartender, whom himself leered at my tits before bringing me a fresh drink, and David another beer... David, obviously enjoying himself now, swiveled his chair around, and placed his hand onto my thigh, slowly stroking it. My cunt flooded with desire from his touch; as well as the act of portraying a woman that men solicit... "Hey, Dave," A whiny, nasally-pitched voice interrupted; the divorce was back: and she was a little upset when he casually glanced over at her, dismissing her with his cold stare; she saw his hand on my leg, slightly under my dress: her fleshy face reddened, and wordlessly she stomped off to another part of the dingy, dark saloon, shaking her big tired ass and snagged stockings as she marched away. "Why did you send her away?" I asked, sipping my drink as David's hand inched farther under my dress; I was totally, completely caught up in the performance I was giving: my panties were drenched, and I was afraid I was going to slide off the chair from being so wet. "Maybe we all could have partied together; at least you could have had her for free." I commented, trying to control my breathing; my nipples were so swollen that they started pushing over the top of my thin bra: and at that particular moment David slid his fingers into my cunt, sending a powerful orgasm ripping through my insides... After the shock waves subsided, I slowly stood up, and sexily posed over David so that my tits were nearly touching his lips. "Time is money, and money is time; I got the time if you got the money... " I breathed huskily, lightly brushing my tits over his face. I was drunk; with drink and lust: I was so horny that I nearly dropped to knees to suck his cock right there in front of everybody. "Let's go," was all David said, abruptly standing up and rushed me out the door. It had stopped raining, so I slipped my coat off and strutted my butt as we walked across the parking lot. Once in the car, I directed him the few short blocks to a sleazy motel; spreading my legs, I teasingly stroked my legs and my soaked snatch as I told David how badly I wanted his cock in explicit detail... Pulling into the parking lot, David practically ran into the office, and quickly came back with a key. Opening the car door, he escorted me out, and pointed me in the direction of our room. Slowly climbing the stairs, so that he could get a good look at my ass, occasionally I would stop; transfixed as he was on watching my crotch, inadvertently he would bump into me: his upturned head, watching the vee shape between my legs, planted right between my cunt and my ass: before he could act upon the moment, again I climbed the stairs. Opening the door, David snapped on the lights; it really was a tacky joint; instead of incandescent lights; soft scarlet red light dimly illuminated the room. Throwing my purse onto the bed, I turned towards David, and kissed him deeply, probing my long tongue over his. Grabbing his stout member through his shorts, I licked his neck, as I informed him that head was $75, a straight was $125, and a combo was $150. Almost nervously, David whipped out his wallet, and peeling off twenties faster than the US Treasury printed them, then handed them to me. Releasing my grip on David's cock, I tucked the bills into my purse, and then sat down on the bed, parting my legs. Taking the small flask out of my bag, I had a sip of the smoky whiskey, then offered it to David. Taking it, he sipped from it and handed it back. I drank from it again, and then recapped it, putting on the night stand next to the bed. "OK, baby. What would you like me to first; suck your dick? Or maybe you'd like to watch me play with my pussy a little first?" Putting my hands between my legs, I stroked my saturated panties; fingering my distended clit as slight ripples began to surge through me... "Let me see you play with yourself." David replied, reaching over and pulling down my dress, so that my tits could flop out; tugging it down, he peeled if off, and draped it over the back of a chair. Leaning back after arranging the pillows so that I was in about a forty-five degree recline, slowly I teased and stroked my ravenous cunt; the way that my lace-covered fingers felt against my pussy was incredible: and the way it felt against my titties was pure ecstasy! David was sitting in the chair, rubbing his large bulge slowly... Getting up off the bed, I looked at him deep in the eye as I knelt before him as he sat in the chair. Deliberately taking my time, I unsnapped and lowered his shorts; his huge cock leaping out of them at me. Grasping its thick girth in my gloved hands, playfully I jerked him several times until I put the tip of his swollen cock against my lips; opening wide, I began to swallow his throbbing prick until it was deep within my throat: then I just sucked it for several minutes without moving my head. His juices flowed down the back of my throat; hot, salty, sour juices that tasted so delicious, and filled my belly with warmth... Then I sucked and stroked his cock faster and faster, biting it teasingly: reaching up, I ripped open his shirt, and clawed my talons across his chest as he grabbed my hair and began to fuck my willing mouth... Just the thought, as well as the act of what we were doing was enough to make me cum; so I did: but I knew that if I didn't slow down, so would he... Spitting out his dick, I grabbed him by his raging hard-on; kissing him deeply, I led him by the dick to the bed. Leaning back on the pillows, I ordered him to lick my pussy. Obediently, he lowered his hands to my tiny waist, and tugged down my dripping panties. Nectar dribbled out of my cunt, and into the crevice of my ass as it formed a small puddle under me on the bed; tossing my panties aside, he nibbled at my meaty cunt, tickling my clit with one hand as his other grasp my round ass... Within moments I was cumming; I was pinching and sucking my nipples as David expertly tongued my pussy into quivering, heart stopping orgasms: I was talking really dirty him, turning me, as well as me on even more... "Yeah, eat my pussy, you bastard. Lick it! I can't wait to get that big white dick into my tiny Mexican cunt; ever fucked a Mexican whore before, huh? HUH? Answer me, you bastard!" I panted, grabbing his head and grinding my pussy against his face. "I've got a Hispanic girlfriend," David replied, pausing from sliding his tongue deep into my humid, wet crevice to answer me; again he went back to work rolling his tongue over my clit and the thick, engorged blood-filled lips of my dark cunt before he plunged his tongue into my slit... "Oh, so you got a little spic whore for a girlfriend?" I panted sarcastically, arched my pelvis to get his fingers deeper inside me; "Maybe I should meet this little girl of yours, and show the little slut what fucking is all about!" Rolling me onto my side, briefly David stopped fucking me with his mouth; he asked if I had ever made it with another woman: of course, I lied, replying, in thick, fake Spanish accent "Sure! Lots of times! I like the way a woman taste; jiv me your han'!" David pulled his hand out my pussy, and I seized it, pulling to my mouth; parting his long, slim fingers into a "V" formation, I ran my tongue between the formation as I simulated a tongue between a womans' legs as I excitedly lapped my thick, syrupy juices from his fingers... As I lewdly licked his parted hand, for a moment I imagined it was a pussy: all hairy, and wet like myself... Then my thoughts were interrupted; David had moved his mouth from my pussy to my ass! Terrified as I was at first, slowly I relaxed as David warily moved his vibrating tongue to my clit: yet again he moved to my butt, driving his tongue into my dark, undefiled, unblemished ass... Feeling his tongue penetrate my tightened butthole, his hand caressed my well-rounded butt cheeks. Ever so slowly, cautiously, he slid a finger into my tense, alarmed, terrified - and inquisitive ass; I uttered a soft gasp as David gradually penetrated my ass with his finger; I was totally unprepared for this, nor was I prepared for the incredible sensation that accompanied it... Gently, David started fucking my ass with his finger; it was driving me absolutely nuts! David kissed his way up my back; I turned towards him and kissed him wildly as his other hand grabbed my tit, roughly squeezing the thick lump of my erect nipple... "David, I; I - ", I moaned, rubbing my ecstatic puss with both hands, "Jou' wan' to fuck Lucita in the ass?" "Yeah," David panted, pinching my nipples again as he now started to slide two fingers into my butt... "I've never had a man there before - You'll be the first; if I let you, that is. This will cost more money, I do believe - a lot more!" I groaned, talking like the Mexican whore I envisioned myself as... "OK." David promptly replied, gradually removing his fingers from inside my ass, and placing the meaty swollen mushroom-shaped tip of his cock against my tiny flower. "Jou' will be gentle, eh? No hurt Lucita?" I panted, furiously rubbing my throbbing clit with my gloves, exploding with powerful bursts of orgasmic eruptions; "OK, then jou can fuck me in the ass." I replied, praying that it wouldn't hurt too much: his dick was a lot bigger than his fingers, but the thought of him driving that big tool of his into my virgin ass was too much: I had to feel his cock in my ass... David continued to teasingly kiss my neck and shoulders as he began to implant his monstrously swollen cock into my butt; I came almost immediately after the helmet of his dick pierced my ass: cautiously he worked into me slowly, until I could stand it anymore, and backed into him, swallowing the rest of his beefy tube up my ass. Squealing, "Oh, God, You are, are - so fucking nasty! You're fucking me in my ass!" Spreading my legs as wide as I could to accommodate his immense dick drilling into my tight backside, I glanced down at my watery crotch, watching his enormous dick slide in and out of my butthole; squeezing my tits, David just moaned and stroked into me... "Fuck my ass, David," I gasped, "Fuck my ass!" "Like getting fucked in the ass, Lucita? Like my big white cock in that Mexican whore ass?" David asked, roughly grabbing my tits in contrast to how carefully and deliberately he was butt-fucking me... "Oh, God," was all I could utter for a moment as another crashing wave of orgasms flowed violently throughout me, "give me your dick, faster, baby! Faster! Shove it into my Mexican ass!" He obligingly did as I asked; within moments he was furiously pounding my asshole; ramming the solid, gigantic shaft of his hefty equipment into the thus-far unexplored territory of my anal canal... "Ever fuck your girl in the ass, David?" I hissed wickedly, rippling with excitement as goosebumps erupted over my body from the sheer thrill of what I was doing: as well as what he was doing! Grunting as he pounded my inviting albeit stretched, accommodating asshole, David replied, "No; she say's that's for her husband: you're the first... " Although his honesty stung more than a little, in retrospect I sensed that he wasn't being cruel; instead he answered a question that I asked; in fact demanded: yet I was complimented by the fact that not only was I his first anal conquest, it was also mine... Meeting his pelvic thrusts with my own, I plunged my lace- covered fingers deep inside my soppy cunt, frantically fucking it as my thumbs rolled over the puffy hood of my clit; "Fuck my ass, David; think of your wedding night when your little cholita spreads her butt for her husband," I cried, as a titanic mega-orgasms erupted deep within me, "and fill me with your cum!" David's cock puffed enormously inside my ass; then what seemed like gallons of hot, viscous penile lubricant spilled into my ass; it seemed as he came for minutes, because when he was finished, it seemed to pour out of me endlessly... ... I nearly passed out when he came; for me the feeling was more intense that I had thought imaginable: let alone felt. Slowly David's cock withered, and slipped out of my butt; mumbling, he went into the shower... Feeling his juices draining and puddling under me, onto the bed, made my untouched cunt feel sinisterly horny with black lust; it was if a beast, famished with hunger had been unleashed within me... Hearing the water shut off, I rolled over and fluffed out my hair in anticipation of my new lover's return; my mouth was hungry for his flesh; the hard, meaty abundant flesh that dangled - or sprung - from his loins... snapping off the top of my flask, I sipped the whiskey slowly, letting it dribble down the back of my throat as I imagined his cum would... ... David came out of the shower, wearing nothing but a towel; and an obvious boner pitching more that a "pup-tent." Scrambling towards the edge of the bed, I grabbed for him: grasping his towel, I flung it across the room, seizing his prick; already it was hardened, and yet I coaxed it even bigger as I enveloped it with my covered hands before guiding his manhood towards my opened mouth... Inhaling his mighty wand of flesh into my throat, I had his cock crammed deep within my throat, tonguing his weighty balls as they slapped against my chin; hot, rocketing explosions of cum burst into my mouth: sliding down my throat like an ice cream sundae on a hot summer day... Laying back onto the bed, I spread the lips of my cunt wide open, and invited him inside; he still hadn't fucked my pussy, and even though I had came several times as I sucked his dick, and when he fucked my ass, I still wanted to feel that pole of his in my hot little snatch. Mounting me, David played with my tits as I steered his rigid prick into awaiting twat; throwing my legs over his shoulders, I grabbed his ass, encouraging him to ride me hard... "Come on baby, fuck my pussy! Fuck it like you did my ass!" I hissed between clenched teeth, overflowing with surges of orgasmic convulsions; sweat was pouring off David as he grunted and hammered my cunt even faster. "Take your dick out, and jack off on me. You can't cum in my pussy; that costs extra as well." I ordered. David reluctantly pulled his cock out of screaming hole, and rapidly jacked off; suddenly a long, watery stream of jism erupted from the mammoth head of his cock, spraying my face, my tits, and my belly. It really was a mess, but the warmth of it felt delightful; not to mention just the act of doing something so nasty. David collapsed into heap on the bed; deciding to take this show all the way, I got up, took a towel and wiped my face and chest. Pulling my bra up, I stepped into my panties and my dress, and grabbing my coat and purse, and kissed his for-once limp dick lightly. "That was excellent, David. In fact, I enjoyed it so much that I'm not gonna make you pay for the little "extra" treat you got. Let me know when you wanna party again; or if you want me to show that little girlfriend of yours how a woman fucks!" ... And I was out the door, leaving David with a bewildered look on his face; yes, I was going to make him walk home: after all, I wanted to make this little adventure complete! And no, I was not going to give him back his money either, in case you're wondering. Driving home, I opened the door and snapped on the lights. Pouring a small whiskey, I swilled it around to get the cummy taste out of it; now don't get me wrong: it has always turned me on to have a man cum in my mouth, but afterwards, you feel all coated, like when you have a sinus cold - and that I hated. Going upstairs, I undressed, and dropped my soiled clothes into the hamper to take to the dry cleaners on my way to work. At last, finally, I collapsed into bed and almost instantly falling asleep, slept soundly... Article 111795 of alt.sex.stories: From: Anthony Hartwell <ahartwel@nmsu.edu> Subject: Family Affairs (05) Date: Mon, 4 Dec 1995 15:11:30 -0700 Part Five ... Late Monday morning, I got up; it was still raining out, and it was foggy as the moors of England on a winter morning. Going downstairs to make coffee, I wondered if David had made it home all right, and feeling a tad bit guilty over leaving him like that last night, wondered how pissed he was going to be... I know how mad I'd be if somebody had done that to me! Walking down the stairs, I smelled the aroma of coffee perking; David was already up and in the kitchen. "Good Morning, David," I said, surprised but willingly accepting the steaming mug of coffee he handed me. "'Morning, Luce. Made ya coffee; want some breakfast? I made Benedictine Eggs and baked tomatoes?" He asked, almost child-like and pitiful... Yet I couldn't help myself; I laughed, asking, "Don't you mean Eggs Benedict, David?" Scarier yet, he calmly replied, "No, I mean Benedictine Eggs. They're different than Eggs Benedict; Suzette showed me how to make them. The sauce is different." "I stand corrected. Yes, I'd love some breakfast," I answered, realizing that I was starved. David offered me a plate heaped with baked tomatoes and melted cheese, and the "Benedictine Eggs." Damn, it was good; he was right, it was different than Eggs Benedict; it was a hell of a lot better! After I ate, David poured more me more coffee, and then cleared the table, carefully spraying the dishes off before loading them into the dishwasher. It almost made me feel uncomfortable; slowly chills of regret began to creep up my spine... "Well," David said, finishing his glass of milk, "I'll see you later. Gotta go!" Now I was truly flabbergasted; I felt in my heart that the next breakfast item was going to be his cock: although I was still worn out from the fatiguing sex of the evening before, I wouldn't have minded: too much, that is... "Oh, OK." I managed to say, "Got plans for the day?" Shrugging his shoulders indifferently, "Yeah, Carmen called early this morning, and wants me to go shopping with her." Pausing, a long silence filled the kitchen before adding, "Then we might stop in at the 'Dew Drop Inn' and see a friend of mine; around three or so... " Instantly, I knew what he was referring to; I had indeed last night, as my heated, obsessed, crazed and twisted appetite overtook me, alluded to my deep, dark fantasy of having another woman: his girlfriend, for crying out loud! Clutching my mug harder to restrain my hands from shaking, I pretended to savor the aroma of the brew as I searched for a reply... "Well," I said cautiously, carefully selecting my words lest I make this whole nightmare worse that it already was; "Have a good time; see ya later." "OK," was all the reply he gave, rising and walking toward the door; stopping momentarily, he looked over his shoulder; smilingly, he commented, "hope to see you later, Lucita!" Oh, what have I done? I asked myself, knowing exactly what I had done: by fucking David, a dark, nasty side of me had emerged; one that I had no idea existed. A sexual Pandora's box, if you will. Yes, I loved sex, and dressing up and playing games; yet I was know doing, and thinking of doing things that I rarely, if ever dreamed about... Pouring more coffee, I thought over David's hinting proposition for this afternoon. At first, I totally rejected the idea; there was no way I was going to have sex with David and his girlfriend. Firmly, I told myself that maybe I wouldn't be too against the idea of maybe another woman and David; but not sweet, luscious little Carmilita... So for the rest of the morning, I lounged around, read a couple of magazines, and tidied up the house trying to not think about my increasing lust-filled curiosity over his suggestion; and about Carmen's succulent, tender young body... Again, I dismissed the thought from my mind, and made myself a light shrimp salad for lunch, which I enjoyed at I watched the rain drizzle onto the deck outside. Slowly eating, I caught myself wondering what Carmen was buying; a garter belt, perhaps? A sexy bra and panties, maybe? A wedding ring? Perhaps a big rubber dick to fuck me with while David watched? I was pretty turned on by this point; I poured glass of wine, and went upstairs and slipped into a hot bubble bath. Lighting one of the rare cigarettes that I smoke I tried to relax; in vain I fought to dispel my growing interest in continuing our little game further still; increasingly unsuccessfully. ... Even as I sat at my make-up table and carefully applied my make-up, I was telling myself that I wasn't really doing to do this; I was just pretending that I was going to do this: no harm in that was there? Yet I fashioned my hair exactly as the evening before, again spraying a ton of spray to make it stay; only this time I added red glitter to my bouffant-styled hair. Carefully looking through my lingerie chest, I stuffed my big tits into a sheer red bra that was a little too small; my nipples poked over the tops, teasingly rubbing over and against the expensive lace. Next came panties and garters, along with sheer, red stockings. Now moving towards my clothes closet, I rummaged through it until I found a slinky, body-hugging transparent black lace dress that left nothing, I assure you, to the imagination; black heels, along with a thick coat of red paint to my lips and nails completed my costume... I went downstairs to the bar, and poured more wine. Smoking another cigarette, I thought about what I would say, or do; after all, Carmen knew who I was: what would she say about all of this? Did she even know what David in mind for her? Having another glass of wine, and yet another cigarette, (thrice my normal amount of nicotine), I concluded that this was all a bad idea; at least until the phone rung, startling me back from my indecisiveness... Picking up the phone, I answered, "Hello?" Hearing a lot of background noises, I almost hung up, until I heard David's voice on the other end. "Hi, Lucy. Uh, um," he stammered hesitantly, making me very impatient with him, "I uh, we, was, uh, um, wondering if you might know if my "friend" from yesterday might, uh, maybe, um, be at the bar in twenty minutes?" A long, silent minute paused before I answered, "I don't know; David, Carmen knows who I am! Have you told her what you want her to do? What you want me to do? What if she freaks out! David - " David interrupted me, lowering his voice, "Yes!" He hissed into the phone, "She knows exactly what's up; goddammit Luce!" Pausing momentarily, breathing deeply, David now calmly he continued, "This is her idea! She doesn't know that you and I have been together; she told me about her being other girls, and how much you turned her on; she just keeps talking about you, and how sexy you are... I just mentioned that you asked if we wanted to join you for a drink later. Her reply, "Yes! We can get her drunk and fuck her!" Instantly, I interrupted him; "OK," I commented, "I'll be there. Tell the little slut to be ready. Anything else?" I added rudely, lowering my hand to my excited pussy as I fingered my wet panties... "No," David almost stammered, apparently surprised that I agreed; I could almost feel his big dick within my moistened mound, and taste Carmen's youthful, tender pussy on my mouth: then I managed to add at the last minute, before I hung up, "Where is Carmen? Is she there with you?" "No," David replied, almost heaving a sigh of relief, "She's over at some store trying on some clothes; she licks, uh, I mean likes pink a lot. See ya in half an hour, 'K?" Coldly, although I felt so damn nasty and hot," I answered, "Make sure the little bitch is wet." Rudely, I hung up; although this was for effect, I wanted to be in control; not David. Playing with my wetted, eager pussy, I imagined Carmen's cute little face between my legs; I was still shocked that I was so fooled by her charming appearance of innocence. Whew! Was I ever excited; but I wanted to savor the moment, so reluctantly I stopped rubbing my cunt, crossing my legs with frustration and had another glass of wine... Grabbing my coat, I got into the car and drove down to the bar. Today, it was mostly empty; there were two or three people in there, and they were involved in trying to pick up on each other. The same bartender was there; his eyes popped open with delighted surprise when he saw me; and hurried over to the table I took in the back of the dimly lit room with a tall glass of whiskey over crushed ice, with a squeeze of lime. "You're back," he said, his mousy little eyes traveling all over my body; he was disgusting, and he made my flesh crawl. Sitting the glass down, I thanked him, and took a sip, waiting for him to leave. Instead, he just stared at me, finally saying, "If it's for sale, I'm buyin.' How much?" Although the sight of him made my stomach turn, and as much as I wanted to tell him to just get the fuck out of my sight before I puked, instead I just smiled my most seductive smile, and politely thanked him, telling him I was already fully booked for the evening; but, if maybe he could see that my friends and I were well taken care of this afternoon, and left alone, maybe I would have some freetime tomorrow; at a heavily discounted rate, of course. And if he could be a dear, and bring me two more glasses, a bucket of ice, and a bottle of whiskey? Practically drooling, he grinned; and it was all I could do to keep from wither laughing, or puking; he had like, two teeth, and they were green and brown! Rubbing his dick, this thing said, "You got it!" Thankfully, he scurried away like a little mouse back to the bar and left me alone. Thank God I had sat at the table with my back towards the bar; not only did I not want him to see what we were doing, but I didn't want his eyes fucking me all afternoon either: I'm positive that I would have puked if I had caught him staring at me again. Scampering back to my table, the barkeeper - crypt keeper more like - put everything down; I handed him a fifty, and told him to keep the change. Grinning his gnarled, toothless smile, he started to speak; instantly, I told him to be quiet: "We can discuss your needs tomorrow. Enjoy the tip." I said, dismissing him with my look of banishment. Scooting back to the bar, he left me; I'm sure he was busy imagining all the vile acts he would commit tomorrow... ... Then a hand feel upon my shoulder; scaring me until I turned around: it was David, along with Carmen. "Hi Lucita! We made it." David grinned, pulling up a chair. "Hi Lucita," Carmen said, shyly, also pulling up a chair. "Thank you for inviting us; it was very nice, and very sweet of you." Boy, was this little bitch ever slick! "You're very welcome, Carmen," I replied, smiling very seductively and provocative at her beaming face, "Here, grab a glass and have a drink. Hope you like whiskey and lime." Pouring the drinks, we sipped them and chatted about shopping; Carmen was telling me about all the clothes she bought, and all the people at the mall... I caught my eyes roaming over her as she chattered away; a big pink lace bow was in her permed hair; pink lipstick and pink nail polish over her long fingernails, along with a filmy white lace blouse and a pink skirt: pink lace socks on her tiny feet, and pink heels... We talked about shopping, and made casual conversation as we had drinks, and I nervously smoked... "Aren't you hot with that jacket on?" Carmen asked innocently, "Man, I would be roasting if it were me!" Then giggling like a little school girl, she covered her brace-covered teeth with one hand, and apologized. "I'm sorry; I hope that I didn't offend you, Lucita. But it's really warm in here: at least to me." You may be sly little one, but I am the slyest, I thought to myself as I replied, "Gosh, Carmen, it is really warm in here; I guess I was just to so glad you guys made it, I never noticed tell now. Let me get this thing off!" Slowly, teasingly, I slowly unbuckled my long coat, opening it deliberately taking my time until finally opening it; then casually tossed it over the back of my chair. "There," I smiled ever so innocently, "that feels so much better!" Taking my drink, I sipped from it, and watched both David's and Carmen's eyes drop towards the deep plunge of my low-cut dress; and to my huge tits, scarcely covered: along with my thick, ripened nipples, poking pointedly through my dress; the dark aureole prominently visible... "You look nice, Lucita. Don't you think so, David?" Carmen's broad smile beamed, "Maybe we could go shopping sometime; I really like your clothes. They're so, so - scrumptiously hot!" Picking up her glass, she drank a little from it, then paused thoughtfully, then adding, "That's what I like about being a girl the most; all the neat clothes there are!" I really didn't know what to say, or do at his point; my twat was twitching with lust-filled frustration and shame; the chemistry was indeed flowing, but she seemed so innocent, so virtuously clean and wholesome that I just couldn't fathom the thought of her being a sex-crazed nymphet as I was lead to believe; at least until David excused himself to use the restroom... "Lucita," Carmen asked ever so sweetly, lightly touching my hand, allowing to linger briefly before quickly removing it and raising her glass, "you are a very attractive lady; I hope that I'm as pretty then as you are now." Putting my hand over hers, I held it for a moment before releasing it, "I'm flattered; but I don't think you have anything to worry about; you're a very beautiful young lady right now, and you'll only blossom more!" Blushing slightly, Carmen shyly giggled, and placed her hand politely over her mouth to cover her braces. "Lucita," Carmen asked ever so polite and sweetly, "if I told you that I found you really attractive, and desirable, would that bother you?" Now touching my hand again, she stared deep into my eyes, almost hypnotizing me... "Why no, Carmen! I fact I'm quite pleased that you think I am; it's nice to know someone thinks of me that way!" I smiled, squeezing her hand delicately as our fingers lightly intertwined. "Oh, but David thinks you're really hot and sexy too; he told me so once. So I want to be just like you, 'cause I really like David a lot: and I know that if I can be as sexy as you are, he'll never cheat on me after we're married!" I almost felt pangs of sympathy for this poor little naive girl; thinking that would never happen to her if she catered to her man's every need, sexual or otherwise... But I also wondered who was the one being naive here, me or her? ... David returned, and sat down opposite me, and asked, "What are you guys talking about?" Slyly looking at one another, Carmen and I just smiled; then I looked back at David, and answered, "Nothing; but I was going to suggest that we go home, and maybe barbecue, or something. Interested?" Both agreed, allowing us to continue this little game of lust and seduction into its' next phase. Capping the bottle, we all got up and left; I got into my car, and David and Carmen followed me in her little Toyota... Once home, David said that he wanted to go take a shower; so Carmen and I sat on the sofa and had a drink. "Well Carmen, what should we barbecue? Steaks? Shrimp? I've got both; tell me what you want." I asked her, taking a drink of my whiskey. "You," Carmen blushing, answered, placing her hand on my leg cautiously, slowly caressing my thigh; for a moment, I just sat there: my heart pounding away like a runaway locomotive as Carmen's hand inched further under my dress. When her hands brushed against my sodden panties, she leaned over and kissed me lightly; until my mouth opened as I was about to moan, and she drove her tongue into my mouth, which I greedily sucked on as if it were a cock... Kissing me wildly, Carmen slid her fingers into my steamy snatch after pulling aside my panties, skillfully fucking my cunt with her fingers as her thumb rolled over my clit, sending bolts of lightning ripping through my innards... Kissing and sucking my neck as she finger-fucked my cunt, she murmured, "Um, Lucita! You're so wet, and warm! I can't wait to see how you taste!" Carmen kissed her way down my neck, and then sucked on my exposed tits, licking the swollen nipples poking out. By this time, David had come back downstairs; I could see him out of the corner of my eye: and was standing at the foot of the stairs, a huge lump rising in his shorts... "Carmen," I groaned, kissing the soft, delicate skin of her neck, "David's back... " "Come over here, David," Carmen commanded, a slight harshness in her usually soft voice as she ordered David to "Go sit in that chair, and don't move until I tell you to!" Then turning back towards me, Carmen wetly kissed me, running her hands over my body; licking me with her tongue. Pulling my hands against her firm breasts, Carmen gripped them as she encouraged me to touch and rub them: her nipples were hard, like little pebbles, and poking against the palms of my hands... "Yeah, play with my tits, Lucita!" Carmen squealed with delight, as she played with my hefty knockers. Kissing Carmen deep with my anxious tongue, I slowly unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it off; next I unfastened her skirt, and tugged it down; my tongue trailing down her neck to the rise of her sweet, round bosom; underneath her blouse and skirt, she was wearing a pink satin and lace teddy, and matching stockings. Her nipples were poking though the filmy material, and hesitantly I took a little lick, and a small nibble of it; Carmen literally shivering as I did, her hand guiding mine between the heated, moist valley between her legs. As I touched her covered cunt, Carmen roughly grabbed a handful of my hair, and jerked my head back as she probed my mouth with her exploring tongue. "Yeah, Lucita, play with my pussy; make it all wet and juicy," Carmen whimpered gleefully, as she worked at tugging off my tight dress. "David, come over here and get Lucita's dress off," Carmen ordered; then kissing me again, as David yanked off my dress, pushed me back into his arms as she grabbed and licked my heaving tits. Two sets of hands were on them; rubbing, squeezing, licking and biting. I laid back in David's arms, now kissing him; moaning as I rubbed Carmen's wet, soaked crotch, feeling her protruding clit through the thin material of her teddy. Hooking her slim fingers into the lacy band of my panties, she slipped them off, and tossed them aside. "Oh, Lucita!" Your pussy is so pretty; and it smells so sweet!" Carmen cooed, as she lowered her head between my parted thighs; then sticking out her long, pink tongue, began to lightly flutter it over my cunt: David was busy leaning over and sucking my tit as Carmen buried her head - and tongue - into my hot cunt as she expertly sucked and nibbled my snatch... Waves of orgasmic explosions detonated within me; I thought David was an expert at the fine art of cunnilingus; but brother, let me tell you something: Carmen was a master! Lifting her head from my spread crotch, my juices smeared over her cute face, Carmen roughly pushed David aside; then kissed me deeply with her probing, hot tongue as I kissed back... "Suck his dick, Lucita; suck David's big, hard white cock; I want to watch you suck his dick!" Carmen ordered, unzipping David's shorts, allowing his cock to uncoil and spring out. "You do want to suck David's big, hard, white cock, don't you?" "Yes, I want to suck it," I moaned, reaching for it... Wrapping me hand around his huge shaft, I put it against my lips and swallowed his meat; Carmen parted the thick juicy lips of my cunt apart, and went to work: her tongue was dancing on my clit, as her fingers plunged into my slickened twat. Noisily, I sucked and licked David's throbbing member; biting and chomping on his swollen tool as Carmen suckled my cunt with mouth and fingers... Slipping David's dick out of my mouth, I grabbed a thick handful of Carmen's coarse hair, and yanked her head away from my steaming, quivering pussy; pulling her head roughly as I held onto her hair, I kissed her passionately with my tongue, tasting my cunt on her mouth: then pushing her back onto the coach, I told David to "back off," as I pulled Carmen's dripping pink teddy aside, viewing her trimmed, luscious young cunt... ... Her twat was hairy, but she kept it meticulously trimmed; the dark hair was coarse and curly: ever so much better for the thick bead of her cuntal juices to cling to like dew on a broad leaf of grass... Her scent was purely redolent reminiscent of fresh flowers... Boldly, I stuck out my tongue and lapped at the dew covering her mound; it was like no other taste I had ever sampled before: her cunt tasted like spicy, rich honey, fresh from the hive... "That's it, Lucita, lick my little cllit! (flower) Um, you make love to my pussy so well! Lick my puchontita (young little pussy) and make me cum!" Carmen grunted as she wriggled underneath my exploring, probing fingers and mouth, blasting a fresh dollop of her peppery, albeit sweetened pussy nectar out of her cunt, as it dribbled between her parted legs... Lapping at her tasty twat, I was heady with its inviting fragrance and taste; licking, sucking, devouring her cunt as I relished the way that she wiggled and squirmed her hips and pelvis as she withered underneath my tongue... Then suddenly, Carmen pushed me away, and grabbed David by his huge, hard dick, pulling him towards her mouth; noisily she sucked his mammoth dick. Feeling little left out, I licked his dangling balls lightly with my tongue as I played with Carmen's firm tits; from the way her little head was bobbing up and down, and as fast as her hand, wrapped around his thick pole was moving, I thought David would spurt his load any second now... ... Yet he didn't; I think he was just enjoying every man's fantasy of having the best of both worlds: youth and passion, as well sophistication and curiosity. So instead of popping his load into Carmen's gobbling mouth, he waited until she slid his pulsing prick out of her mouth, and laid back on the sofa, parting her legs widely as she hooked her arms around them; David plunging his dick deeply into her awaiting, excited cunt. Watching them fuck really turned me on; leaning over, I kissed David passionately, then moved to Carmen, and kissed her wetly: David, grabbing my ass, began shoving a finger into both my dripping cunt, and eager, although tender, little butthole. Within moments, I was wiggling and squirming nearly as much as Carmen was from the vigorous fucking she was doing as I began to feel the pounding waves of orgasms begin to surge... ... Obviously, Carmen was cumming left and right; moaning, groaning, playing with her clit and sucking on my tits, she seemed to be having the time of her life! But I needed a cock inside me: immediately! So pleadingly, I begged Carmen to let David fuck me; her reply was, "OK! David, fuck Lucita; I know you've been waiting for this!" Hah! Little did she know... Climbing off Carmen, when I saw his thick pole, glistening with the thick juices of Carmen's twat, and I just had to suck it! Pushing him so that he was sitting on the sofa, I dropped to my knees and inhaled his cock, my tongue swirling over it so that I could get every drop of their juices into my mouth... Then I mounted him, and took his cock deeply into my hungry puss; as he filled it, I started humping kissing Carmen, who was hissing, "Yeah! Fuck him Lucita! Fuck his big cock; like that don't you?! Like the taste of my pussy on his cock? C'mere, let me suck those big juicy tits of yours!" Grabbing Carmen, I pulled her over and hissed her as I fingered her soppy snatch. Pinching her clit roughly, she groaned and shot a spray of cuntal cum over my hand as she squiggled and writhed about... She wants to be nasty, let's see how nasty she can be, I thought... "Ever take a man in your ass, Carmen?" I panted, riding David as I ground my pelvis against his. My hand, slicked with her viscous juices, moved slightly until my finger was poised over her puckered, unblemished rosebud. "Never," she replied, grunting as she grabbed her tits, and lifting one to her mouth, licked the dark brown nipple... "Then watch how it's done," I suggested, letting David's dick slip out of me; grabbing his cock, I moved slightly forward until his dick was in-line with my butt; carefully, I lowered myself onto it, until I felt its' thickness begin to part and penetrate the folded tissues of my ass: at the same time, I began to carefully work my cunt-lubricated finger into her virgin ass... Squealing loudly, at first with surprise, apprehension and then excitement, Carmen's dark little almond shaped eyes opened wildly momentarily; then she grabbed her twat, and furiously fucked it with both hands as I took David, wholly and completely, deep into my ass... "Like it, Carmen? Like the feel of getting fucked in the ass? Huh? Answer me, you little slut!" I demanded, enjoying the power I felt; as well as the feel of David's thick, round cock stretching my ass... "Oh God! Fuck my butt faster, Lucita," Carmen exclaimed, kissing my tits, "Oh God!" "Ready to get that cherry popped, Carmen? Ready to take it in the ass like a woman?" I demanded harshly, as I slipped two fingers now into her ass... "I-I; I dunno!" Carmen whined, bucking her pert little butt against my probing fingers, "I dunno!" "Trust me Carmen, there's nothing the feeling of a man's big, hard cock buried deep in your ass, his balls, laden with cum slapping against your wet pussy... " I grunted throatily as I felt a tremendous orgasm surge through me; leaning down, I kissed Carmen's opened, panting mouth as I fingered her butt; she in turn grabbing my tits and squeezing them roughly as I felt her quiver with excitement, and uncertainty as she shuddered with a violent orgasm overtook her... David was thrusting faster and faster into my parted ass, and I was erupting continuously; yet I knew he was on the verge of it too. Reaching around and grabbing the thick base of his meaty shaft, again I squeezed it as hard as I could, slowly lifting off him as I felt his dick spasmodically twitch in my hand. "Lie back on the sofa Carmen, and spread your legs wide; David's going to pop that cherry now." I instructed, kissing her lips, and her stiff, thick nipples as she slowly did as I told her, moving my mouth down to her drenched, hairy twat for a few quick bites of her tender youthful pussy; then mounting her in a sixty-nine, as I licked and fingered her tasty twat, she returned the favor, attacking my pussy with a new-found zeal as David threw her legs over his massive shoulders, and parked his dick over her virginal asshole as he ever- so-gradually penetrated her butt. Progressively, he worked his way into her, thanks to my helping as I dribbled saliva and pussy juice over his dick for lubricant until he completely filled her taunt butthole. Carmen was panting and gasping as she ate my pussy and fingered my clit; one hand hesitantly perched over the crack of my spread ass, cautiously fingering my hole. Taking great measure not to go too fast, David began thrusting long, deep slow strokes of his dick into her butt; I had been a quick learner and aficionado, but he had the sense that although Carmen was a wild and horny little slut, she was giving him what he wanted: before she was quite ready to give it... Not to worry though; within minutes she was greedily lapping away at my pussy, and fingering my ass as she arched her hips to meet David's pounding thrusts; I felt her shaking and quivering as she moaned, "Oh fuck! God, you're fucking my ass! Oh fuck! FASTER!" Carmen's juicy snatch was overflowing with her gooey cunt syrup, which I enjoyed the taste of; then I hear David beginning to grunt and groan, and I knew he about to release; hastily lifting off Carmen, I grabbed his dick in mid-stroke and pulled it out of her spread-open asshole: scooting up towards Carmen so that my face was cheek-to-cheek with hers, quickly I kissed her and released David's cock. Instantly, tremendous sprays of eruptive hot cum spurted from his dick, splashing everywhere; it seemed as if it would never stop; my face, my - as well as Carmen's hair - were coated with his sticky spunk: and a final blast covered out tits... I had cum in my eyes, my mouth, running up my nose; everywhere! Carmen leaned her head over, and wildly we started kissing and rubbing the warm, sticky fluid over one another's tits; David practically collapsed from exhaustion as she and I licked the cum from each other, as we kissed and fondled each other... Finally, we all disentangled from one another; I unhooked my bra, peeled down my garters and stockings, and invited them to jump into the hot tub on the back deck. Grabbing the bottle of whiskey on my way, I drank from the neck of it as I swished out my mouth and swallowed the remnants of cum. Carmen pulled of her remaining clothes, and followed me out onto the deck, leading David by the dick; then all three of us slid into the invigorating steam of the Jacuzzi. Article 96407 of alt.sex.stories: From: Anthony Hartwell <ahartwel@nmsu.edu> Subject: Family Affairs (06) Date: Mon, 4 Dec 1995 15:17:11 -0700 Part Six Wordlessly, for several minutes we all just sat there, not talking, not really looking at each other; just passing around the bottle. Dipping my head into the water briefly, the jets of the jacuzzi rinsed off the coat of cum I had acquired, as well as cleaned out my other orifices of whatever residual cum was lingering there from David's water spout; Carmen doing the same. At last, someone one spoke, breaking the ice. Surprisingly, it was David, of all people. "So how's the weather?" He hesitantly asked, nervous laughter following his comment as he reached for Carmen, slipping his arm over her shoulders. She, in turn moved closer to him, and then moved over front of him, laying back as she floated her legs up in the tub. "Umm," Carmen purred, extending her hand towards me; as I took it, she pulled me close to her; and as we kissed lightly, she purred again, "hot; sizzling hot!" The silence now thankfully broken, we all laughed, and passed around the bottle again; gradually, everyone began to relax, and leisurely caressed and stroked one other. After a time we all were quite pleasantly drunk, and back chattering away, laughing and giggling. I jumped out of the tub and ran dripping wet into the house and grabbed some cold beers and chips, then ran back out and jumped into the swirling waters of the tub. David was having the time of his life, believe me; I was on one side of him, and Carmen was on the other; his arms draped over us as he played with our tits teasingly as we took turns pouring the frosty cold beer into his mouth. "David, is your dick hard again?" Carmen laughingly demanded, reaching under the water and grabbing his dick; I already knew it was because he'd been humping against my leg for several minutes now. With an "Aw, shucks!" look, he just smiled, and kissed her as he pinched my nipple; Carmen just shook her head, and laughed, drinking from her beer. "I swear David; all you think about it one thing, and one thing only!" Now kissing me, he replied, "So what else is there to think about? What else is there to think about except beautiful women?" Carmen snorted, "A job, for instance." Inwardly, I had to keep from smiling; nasty little slut she was, but with an intelligent head on her shoulders. From the sounds of it, they had this conversation before; I decided it wise to stay out of this one... "Carmen," David whined a little, momentarily forgetting my tit; but Carmen interrupted him immediately, "Don't Carmen me, David! Get a damn job!" "Carmen," David pleaded, "I'm going to be working soon! I told you that already! I took the test, and passed; and I'm the first one the hiring list!" ... Now I was really confused; hiring list? What hiring list? I had no idea that David had been looking for work, or even thought about looking for work: I thought he was imagining how brutal he was going to fuck me... Gently, I interrupted, and asked David what kind of job he had applied for. Guiltily, he looked at me, his eyes downcast as he answered, "I took the Civil Service test for Medic One; the one for entry-level trainee, and I passed." This really took me by surprise; David a paramedic? No way, I thought, he's lying! People come from all over the United States to take that test; and David is number one on the list? "David, come off of it," I admonished lightly, "why are you so interested that profession? I'm sorry sweetie, but - " That dark cloud that I hadn't seen for several days came over his face, frightening me terribly once again. Almost shouting, he said, "Suzette studied to be a nurse, and whenever I was at her house I would read her manuals; sometimes she had me quiz her before she had an exam! I took the fucking test and I passed! They are going to train me and pay me; and if you don't believe me, then screw you!" "OK," I agreed, now believing him; and now connecting his dark looks of what I thought were rage as in reality looks of frustration. "Want me to suck your cock first?" I added, grabbing his cock in my hand, helping Carmen pump it as he swelled enormously in our grasp... That dark cloud passed, a little slowly for my taste, but he settled down; laughing, he pulled me closer and kissed me lightly: his hand again my fondling my tit. "Thanks for believing me, Lucita. It really is true; I told Carmen, and she doesn't believe me. I saved every penny my Dad ever sent me; that's why I have money now, and I'm not going to work until they call me next month!" Carmen's eyes were wide; I think she finally believed him; I know I did: carefully, she looked at David, and apologized profusely... David calmed immediately, and tried to laugh it off; his cock was rock-hard, but I wasn't going to dive underwater to suck it: so I casually mentioned that maybe we all get dried off, and then "get wet again" upstairs. Looking at Carmen, she just beamed her sweet little smile, and giggled as he hopped out of the tub and grabbed a towel; David and me following her. Once in David's room, I pushed him down onto the bed, and pulling Carmen with me, we took turns sucking and licking his big hard dick; we tongued and kissed it, sometimes kissing each other; tasting his salty cum on one another's lips as it trickled from his huge prick. David pulled Carmen onto him, and positioning her so that she was facing away from him, slid into her creamy pussy; then pulling her backwards until she was laying flat against him, he licked her neck as she played with her rounded firm tits. Myself, I watched him plowing his meaty cock into her cunt, spreading it widely enough so that I could see her juicy clit poking up through her velvety pubic hair; putting my mouth onto her, I licked and tongued her sugary slit unhurriedly as David stroked her at a rather leisurely pace... Soon she was grinding and humping away, shaking as she came again and again... ... David's prick slid out of Carmen's pulpy puss as she rolled over, gasping for breath and laying in heap next to him; now it was my turn, and I wanted to be ridden hard, and my cunt filled with cum! David rolled me over, and throwing my legs over his shoulders, slammed his dick unceremoniously past my drenched lips, and feverishly humped me as the now-recovered Carmen bit and chewed on my big tits until David unleashed a violent flood of surging cum into my pussy: now we all collapsed, gasping for air. ... We all feel asleep; I was cradling Carmen; and David was cuddling against my back when at some point during the night, I felt his dick stiffen between my legs. Sleepily, I rather arched my back against him, thinking I'd just slip his dick into my pussy, and fall back asleep; that, friends, is not the case. David was indeed asleep: I could hear him lightly snoring; but it was not my pussy his dick found, it was my ass! Feeling him against my butt started making me wet with excitement; sleepily, I smeared the juices from my pussy around with my hand until it was wet: then I rubbed my wet hand over the crack of my ass until it was thickly coated. Pushing back against David, his dick slowly slid into my ass, as now awake, I quietly sucked and pinched my nipples - as well as Carmen's as I fucked him with my ass; milking his cock as it shot into me, I shuddered as I finished cumming myself... Damn, Carmen snores loud! I though to myself as I drifted off into a blissful, content sleep... Next morning, I got up quietly, showered and got dressed for work. Once at work, I settled into my desk and attacked the pile of documents that had piled up over the weekend; however, as the morning progressed, I found it increasingly difficult to concentrate. I was too busy feeling horny and wet as thoughts of sex danced through my mind; the more I tried to forget about it, the more I wanted cock: a big, hard, thick cock; in my mouth, up my ass - anywhere, as long as it was hard... ... Somehow, I made it through the day, and madly rushed home, ready for David to service my needs. Rushing into the house, I found it empty and silent; this only increased my frustration more. Going downstairs to the bar, I poured myself a drink, and went back upstairs to change. Instead, I decided to take a shower while I thought of whom I could fuck; and the answer was nobody: every one I knew also knew Ron; and that I just couldn't do. I know, I know; but at least I was keeping it in the family, so to speak... And yes, I was feeling ashamed of myself for even thinking such a thing; it was bad enough what I had done, without making matter's even worse... But I was soo damn horny! Pulling on a robe, I went out onto the deck and impatiently tapping my foot and smoking like a chimney, I waited for David; only he never showed. Now I was pissed; the least he could do was leave me a note, or call, or something I thought as I sipped my drink and lit another cigarette. ... Slowly, a wicked, nasty though came to mind; since I occasionally liked to play games where I am act prostitute, why not actually be one? ... Slipping on a pair of sheer white lace panties, a tiny quarter bra, matching garters and scallop-lace stockings, I stepped into a tight, translucent white chiffon and lace dress that barely covered my jutting tits. Thickly coating my lips with bright red lipstick, I teased out my hair, and stepped into a pair of white spike heels. Transferring the condoms and K-Y into my small handbag, I also decided to throw in my pistol - just in case... Nervously, I drove to the sleazy motel that David and I had shared, and rented a room. The old guy behind the counter asked no questions, and I offered no answers as I signed the registration with a fictitious name and address. Grabbing the key off the counter, I hotfooted it over to the "Dew Drop Inn"; and thankfully, there was a different bartender there than the toothless thing... ... When I walked in, all heads turned towards me; there were several single guys there, sitting alone and together, and a couple of divorce's that just glared at me. Walking towards the back, I sat down with my back towards the wall, and waited for the waitress... "Whisky sour with a lemon, in a chimney glass, please," I ordered when she came over; handing her a twenty-dollar bill, I told her to keep the change: as long as my drink was fresh while I was there. Quickly, he scooted over towards the bar, and within minutes my drink was in my hands. Sipping it, I lit a cigarette and tried to relax while I waited to be "discovered." ... After my third drink, I was beginning to wonder if this was such a good idea; thus far, I had no takers of my wares... At least until two guys walked over and asked if I minded if they joined me. Gesturing towards the empty chairs, I struck a rather provocative pose, thrusting out my big tits for their inspection. ... Carl and Sidney introduced themselves, and ordered me a drink. Both were handsome men in their late twenties; both impeccably dressed in expensive designer suits, raw silk ties; expensive albeit subtle jewelry adorned their wrists and fingers. Talking, they told they were from Australia, and here visiting the city for a trade convention. They accents were delightful, and they were both witty and charming as they chattered away; their eyes firmly locked onto my cleavage, and my thick brown nipples poking quite clearly out against the transparent material of my dress. Asking what I did for living, I seductively smiled, and replied that I was a "free-lance business woman." That raised their eyebrows; Carl took the hint and replied what my fees were "normal" business; smiling, I replied that a "package" was $1000. Carl looked at Sidney, who gave a quick, brief nod approvingly. "Well, gentlemen, my office is right down the street; shall we?" I asked, placing my hand on each of their thighs, gently trolling my long fingernails over their tightly muscled legs. "Lead the way," Sidney responded, getting up, as did Sidney. Each extending their hands, I took them and stood up, walking out of the bar with them hand-in-hand. Telling them to follow me, I got into my car, and drove around the block to the motel. Getting out and walking over to the room, I unlocked the door and stepped inside, with the Carl and Sidney following me. Standing very close to them, slowly I caressed them; touching their broad, muscular shoulders, their tight wash-board waists; until my hands were tracing light touches over their rigid organs. "Well, boys, let's say we get the financial aspect of the matter finished, and then we can get down to business." I purred, gently stroking their dicks for a moment before stepping away. Immediately, they whipped out their wallets and peeling of twenties and fifties, handed over the cash that I put into my purse. "Well, let's go sit on the sofa, and get better acquainted, shall we?" Taking them by the hands, I led them over to the sofa, and we all sat down; practically on top of one another. Taking sip from my flask, I suggested that they slip off their coasts and ties, and get more comfortable. Instantly they came off. Sitting back down, they got right to the matter at hand; within moments both of their hands were up my short dress, and playing with my pussy; I was dripping wet, so when they shoved their hands into my panties, my starved cunt swallowed their fingers. Carl tugged down the thin shoulder strap of my dress, and pulled out a titty, immediately licking and sucking my dark-brown nipple; Sidney did the same. I turn, managed to get their pants unzipped, and pulled out their beautiful, hardened cocks; Sidney had a long, thin dick, and Carl's was short, but as thick as a beercan. Playing with my cunt, and suckled my tits, I tugged at their dicks in unison... ... Carl gently pulled my hair, motioning my mouth towards his dick; I started giving him head and letting his juices run down my throat; meanwhile, Sidney was tugging off my dress, and getting himself undressed. I sprawled over the sofa, taking Carl's fat dick as deep into my throat as it would go; Sidney pulled my thin panties aside, and started tonguing my twat, sending shivers up and down my spine; never had I had two men before: and I was getting paid for being horny! delight flow through me as I ground my pussy against Sidney's face; furiously, I was sucking and biting Carl's meat: bathing his balls with my saliva. I was cumming so hard that when Sidney plunged his tongue deep into my ass, I damn near fainted as my orgasm heightened... Pulling me up, I was led over to the bed, and guided Sidney's long, skinny dong into my mouth while Carl shucked his clothes. Once undressed, he wasted no time in mounting me, and after pulling my panties aside, rammed his fat dick past the thick lips of my pussy and into my wet syrupy tunnel; I had my tits in my hands, mashing and squeezing the ripened nipples as Sidney fucked my mouth with his slim dick... Yes folk, I was thoroughly enjoying myself; I was having one rip-roaring orgasm after another; I had not a care, not thought of the world, my life or the ever-after; I was too busy getting fucked; and enjoying the hell out of it! Sidney pulled his dick out of my mouth, and saying to Carl, "Damn, mate! Think we ought to "cum" to the States more often! Everything our mates said 'bout these Mexican gals is true!" Carl looked up at him, and laughed, "Yes indeed, mate! Wish I could take her home to meet the little woman, and show her what wanking is all about!" Lifting my titty to my mouth, I rolled my tongue over its taut brownish-red peak, gently biting it as my cunt flooded itself with my flowery, aromatic juice... "Hey, mate! Got an idear; think she can take us both? From the looks of her, I think she can!" Sidney asked, pulling his dick a time or two... ... Rolling me over, now I was on top of Carl; my big tits dangling in his face as he bit and chewed on them; he muttered, "Pull your cheeks aside, me luv; you're about to have double your fun!" I was scared; I'd never be able to take them both: as much trouble as I had getting one dick into me, how was I going to get two into me - besides, they'd split me open! ... Yet, I found myself reaching behind, and parting the cheeks of my ass; Carl pumping my cunt and licking my tits: Sidney planted the tip of his slender dick against my opened butthole, and pushing gently against it, began to slip inside it... In tandem, they thrustingly drove and shoved their dicks into my cunt and ass as I howled from the painful pleasure I was experiencing; I erupted with the most volatile orgasms I had ever felt: my twat was stuffed to capacity with a fat cock that stretched it to capacity, and my ass was packed with a man the right-sized tool for the job... Yet as much as I was enjoying the living daylights out of this, I was getting tender; not for the activity, but from being so excited and cumming so much; panting, I asked if they'd like to cum now, and they both replied, "Yes!" "Then cum on my face, and let me taste you!" I demanded; only it was too late: as soon as I said that, I felt a hot torrent of spunk flood into my ass, as yet another geyser into my twat... But they weren't even finished cumming yet; disentangling ourselves, I was pushed over onto my back, and propping myself up with my hands, watched two hard dicks being jerked off before my very eyes: it only took a couple of strokes before long thick bursts of sticky, hot jism bubbled from the tips of they're cocks, spurting forth to my awaiting mouth. What I couldn't swallow dripped down my chin, and onto my tits; massaging the warm fluid onto them, I came... Carl and Sidney collapsed onto the bed, panting with release. I hopped up, and went into the bathroom; I peed, and grabbed a towel, moistened it with water, and washed off the dribbling facial remnants of their cum. Walking out of the bathroom, I pulled my bra back up, and stepped into my dress. "Well boys," I said, glancing at their stirring dicks, "enjoy the States." "HEY! YOU BITCH!" Carl yelled, jumping off the bed, sticking his finger in my face. "Where in the HELL do you think you're going?" Calmly, I answered him. "I'm going where I'm going. Our business is finished; is there a problem?" Now Sidney got off the bed, and pointed a finger at me, "Hey, whore! In our country we tell our whore when she can leave! Now get your fucking ass over on that bed!" Reaching for me, I jerked away, and slide my hand into my shouldered purse; wrapping my hand around the cold walnut grip of the.380 automatic, as Carl seized my shoulder, I pulled the sleek pistol from bag and pointed it at them. "Boys, lemme tell ya something," I said, as calmly as I could, afraid that they would see me shaking with the fear that I now felt, "this ain't Ausey-stralia; this is the United States of America: I'm not your whore - and this is a real fucking gun that can - and will - blow them two limp dicks of yours off. Now, let me ask this: is there a problem?" Muttering, they moved their hands over to cover their shriveled dicks; in hopes that a bullet wouldn't blast their manhood away from their bodies, I guess. "Well, gentlemen; is there a problem?" I emphasized, pointed the gun towards their crotches. "NO!" they both cried, on the verge of tears; backing towards the door, before opening it I paused and looked inside my bag to make sure that my money was there; it was. Opening the door, I hastily retreated and flew down the steps: hopping into the car, I peeled a quick U-turn and roared out of the parking lot before they could even hope to get their pants on and come after me... Article 96503 of alt.sex.stories: From: Anthony Hartwell <ahartwel@nmsu.edu> Subject: Family Affairs (07) Date: Tue, 5 Dec 1995 14:29:07 -0700 Part Seven I drove around for a while, to calm down. Finally, I went home; finding the lights off, I unlocked the door and went inside. Going into the kitchen, I snapped on the lights, and walked over to the refrigerator; opening it and grabbing a beer, I gulped it as I slammed the door shut: only to see the message light on the telephone answering machine blinking. Punching the button on it, it rewound and then played the messages; one was from Ron, and the other were from David, saying that he was at the hospital having his hand sewn up; apparently he'd sliced it open trying to open a glass container of pickled herring. As I listened, I glanced out of the corner of my eye, and saw the splash of dried blood all over the kitchen countertop; he said in the message that Carmen would give him a ride home, but he didn't know when he'd get here, as the ER was packed full... Standing there, with cum dribbling out of my butt and my pussy; smeared streaks of dried jism on face, hair, and chest, I just started crying; I was so ashamed of myself for everything: I'd fucked my lover's son, his girlfriend, and sold myself to two complete strangers that I allowed do every vile act imaginable! What the hell was I doing? Never in my life had I felt so sexual as I had over the passing days: and instead of my appetite being satisfied, it seemed as if it were growing uncontrollably: I was doing things that I had never even dreamed of - and if I had I never believed I would actually do them... Taking the beer, and the bottle of whisky upstairs, I sat in the tub as I scrubbed myself of my customers' drippings, letting their seed ooze out my lower orifices into the hot water as I contemplated my life; I was seriously fucking up, and although it had to stop, a dark part of me was enjoying it... ... Before I met Ron, I never hesitated to jump into the sack with anyone; yet I rarely experienced an orgasm, and every last one of them treated me like dirt: and then I met Ron, and he was kind, and handsome, and thoughtful - but not - a sexual athlete... I mean, he was great in bed: very tender, and caring; we played little games sometimes (like picking me up in a bar); he liked me to be sexually provocative, and talk nasty to him (as he did to me) when we had sex: but boom! once was it for him, and then it was over... Sometimes I just wanted to fuck all night, and although I had come (which I usually did with Ron), sometimes I didn't feel satisfied; I wanted more. But I had never considered the idea of cheating on him: yes, I had thoughts of other men, wondering what they'd be like in bed, yet I never entertained the idea of finding out... ... So now here I was on this sexual rampage; a demon unleashed within me; and even as I blubbered in the hot cleansing bath water, I started getting hot again; what was I going to do? My life, as I knew it anyway, was lurking in disastrous terrain - and headed for a collision... Toweling off, I pulled on a skimpy nightie, and went to bed; thankfully, I feel asleep almost immediately: until that is, until I awoke myself with my hands buried under my nightie, fucking myself with my fingers. That is, until I noticed a presence next to me in bed, gently working a hardened dick into my slippery wet pussy; at first I was terrified, but then I when I awoke slightly, I felt hands on my tits: and one was bandaged. Relaxing, as I knew it David, I drifted off into a semi-sleep, as he slowly thrust his mighty shaft into my twat; dreamily, I played with myself as he immersed him within me, waking only to cum as he unleashed his load into my hole... When I woke up the next morning, I was alone in bed; for a minute I wondered if I had dreamed the whole thing; then noticing the dried residual of cum against my thighs, I knew that I hadn't: I also noticed, thankfully, that I wasn't hung over, despite the fact that that I had quite a bit to drink, especially for me - as well as the emotional outpour of my wickedness... Showering, again I scrubbed and scrubbed, until the water began to turn cold. Reluctantly, I turned off the shower, and dressed for work. I was somewhat tender, considering the heightened physical activity of day's past; but I felt masochistic towards myself: so I slipped on panties, and a pair of tight gray tweed slacks that rode up not only my butt, but my pussy as well: a dark gray gauzy blouse tightly covered my chest. Slipping on my heels, I grabbed my purse and headed downstairs. ... David was awake, and greeted me with a cup of coffee. Asking him how his hand was, for the first time I noticed the thick swatch of bandages that covered it; he shrugged, and acted nonchalant. I asked him how many stitches it took; off-handedly, he again shrugged, "twenty-two," and went back to scrubbing off the dried blood from the sink... When he said, "twenty-two," I nearly fainted; that's a hell of lot of stitches, I thought to myself; guiltily, I told him not to worry about the blood; I'd clean it up when I got home: did he need anything? Shaking his head, he said no; that he was fine: and then he was silent. Walking over next to him, I put my hand on his shoulder, and told him to call me if he needed anything while I was gone. Nodding, he agreed, saying that Carmen was coming over to pick him up and take him home with her until I got home that night. Leaning over, I kissed him lightly on the cheek; then as an afterthought, I whispered in his ear, "I enjoyed last night most of all." Impishly, he just grinned - and then squeezed my butt: good old David, you can certainly know what to expect from him! Trying to stay upbeat, I drove to work, and settled in at my desk and slowly began attacking the ever-accumulating pile of documents; I no sooner finished one pile, when another would appear: and it was getting old - yet today, I welcomed it, as it took my mind not only off my problems, it prevented my dark thoughts of my perverse sexual desires... I worked through the morning, and had managed to get caught up; I needed some copies made, so grabbing the sheath of papers in my hand, I left my office and walked down the hallway towards the copy room. Walking into the copy room, I set down my papers and went to work Xeroxing them. I was busily making copies when Steve, from the financial department came in. Nodding and saying, "Hello," to him, I went back to the task at hand; and I remembered the Christmas party several years ago when Steve had made a pass at me... ... I had just gotten together with Ron, and was head-over- heels crazy about him; so proudly I dragged him - much against his will, I might add - to the party, so that everyone could see the perfect man of my dreams... Embarrassed, wearing his new suit and tie, Ron politely greeted my co-workers as I introduced them to him, and nervously he made small talk; I was too excited to see how uncomfortable he was, especially when people asked him what line of work he was in. Shuffling his feet uneasily, he looked down into his glass, and replied, "Telecommunications." Oh, how stupid I was! More than one person made snide comments about his job, and silently he just stared into his glass with downcast eyes; I was too busy giggling and enjoying the gaiety of the season, as well as my excitement of my wonderful new romance to even notice... Ron had quite a bit to drink, as we all did that night; yet I didn't mind, because we had reserved a room in the hotel the party was being held, deciding to be safe and spend the night: the party was a catered dinner, and an open bar all evening, so we knew that driving home afterwards was not an option. Ron excused himself to use the rest room; and instantly Steve floated across the room and attached himself to me like glue; he made small talk about work, and what I thought about this, that and the other thing; sidling next to me, first his hand was casually wrapped around my small waist; that in itself made me feel uneasy for several reasons; first, I was already attached to a simply marvelous man: the second was that his wife was staring at us across the room, her angry eyes thrusting daggers towards us... Yet he was undaunted; his hand dropped to the cheek of my ass: as he squeezed it, he smiled as told me he wanted to "suck the panties right from your crotch." Shocked, I freed myself from his fleeting fingers; not because what he said shocked me so much, because at that point in my life if it hadn't been for Ron, in a New York second I would have done him: it was because Ron was maneuvering his way across the room from the rest rooms... I informed him that "Ron has the privilege of sucking them off; maybe your wife would like you to do that to her? Oh, here comes Ron now; I think we'll go upstairs and fuck now," I finished, feeling feverishly warm between my legs... Glaring at me, Steve dissipated in the swarm of revelry as Ron made his way over to me; I pulled him close, as I whispered his ear as my tongue flickered against it, "I want you to take me upstairs, and suck my panties off my cunt." Red- faced, Ron gulped his drink, and we left the party - for all to see - arm-in-arm towards the elevators: once upstairs, Ron chewed them off me! ... After the holidays were over; we all went back to work, and I ran into Steve at the coffee machine. Embarrassed, he stammered an apology for his behavior; although he was sincere, he was staring at my chest, practically drooling all over it. Feeling a little turned on my his attention - Steve is a very handsome, muscular guy - I told him that ever I broke up with Ron, and he split with his wife, I'd suck his dick so hard his eyeballs would pop out. That really caught him off guard, his face reddening, he just turned and left; the echoes of my cackling laughter trailing after him down the corridor of the office... ... Thinking about that was exactly what I didn't need to do; suddenly I felt the irresistible urge to feel him inside me. Before I could think about what I was doing, I let my hand slip off hip, and provocatively begun caressing the firm cheek of my ass and thigh; by this point, I was practically breathless with desire and lusty greed... ... Steve cleared his throat loudly, reminding me that he was standing right behind me; looking over my shoulder, I suggestively smiled at him as I licked my lips: looking down at his crotch, I saw he was sporting a pitch in his trousers. Curtly, I nodded my head, and turned back around; nothing happened for several minutes, and then I felt his hand on my ass, cautiously at first until I backed into him, then boldly as his other reached around grabbed my tit, fondling and squeezing it... "Oh Steve," I groaned, as I ground my ass against his crotch, feeling his dick throbbing through his trousers, "will you eat me?" Feeling his lips against my neck, as his tongue rolled over the back of it, he replied, "I'm gonna suck the panties right off your cunt and swallow them!" That comment did it; my twat was soaked and demanded attention immediately: bending over the copier and spreading my legs wider, I felt Steve reach around me and drop his hands as he began unfastening my slacks. Since they were so tight, and my legs were spread so wide, he had a difficult time getting them open wide enough to plunge his hands into my wet panties and rub my twat; nevertheless, he managed to do so. Although I was really hot and ready, not to mention that the idea of getting fucked right there in the office, amongst hundreds of people and the odds of getting caught were high (which even got me more excited), nonetheless, I wanted to be able to get wild and scream, and thrash about... "Oh, Lucita!" Steve was breathing heavily into my ear as he fingered my clit, "God, I want you so fucking bad!" Dirty, perverse obscenely dark thoughts filled my mind as I said, "How bad do you want me?" Trying to tug my slacks down farther, Steve grunted, "Bad enough to pay you if I had to!" Encouraging his hand to feel my big tits, I was ready to have him stick it in me right there; I wanted his cock: yet instead, when I heard his reply, I kissed him open mouthed, flicking my tongue against his as I informed him that in order for me to get really nasty with him I needed five hundred dollars; grunting, he panted that he would "pay a thousand to get into your pants!" Ever so much the better! I thought as I told him that "OK; $1000 it is," as I gently removed his hands from the depths of my slacks; refastening them, I turned to him as I grabbed his dick and rammed my tongue into his mouth. Groaning, he grabbed my ass, bucking his pelvis against mine; pushing him away, I told him to follow me out of the office; it was lunch time, and we'd go "eat." Hurriedly straightening myself up before walking out of the copy room, I swiftly strutted down the hall, purposefully shaking my butt because I knew Steve was watching, and into my office. Throwing the papers onto my desk, I grabbed my purse and headed towards the elevator. Impatiently I waited for it, as I tapped the toe of my heels against the carpeted floor. At last it came, and as the doors glided open, I hopped inside and whisked downstairs to the parking garage; Steve was no where to be seen... Restless in anticipation for an energetic session of "Afternoon Delight" aka, a dick stuffed in my pussy, I smoked cigarette after cigarette until Steve finally made his appearance almost twenty minutes later, looking rather upset and tense. Getting into my car, I told him to follow me, and we drove several blocks towards a motel, where I waited in the car, fingering my crotch while Steve rented a room. Once inside, silently Steve handed over a wad of cash; stuffing it into my purse, I pulled his hands to my tits, encouraging him to squeeze their mass. Kissing him, I sucked on his tongue as I fumbled with his trousers; pushing them down, I grabbed his stiff dick and stroked it. Next came his shirt and tie, tossed to the floor as he kicked off his shoes and stepped out of his trousers. Dropping to my knees, I inhaled his prick past my lips, and deep into my throaty, noisily sucking it as Steve grabbed the back of my head as he fucked my mouth; unfortunately, his dick tasted awful: I nearly gagged from its stale, fishy taste, and couldn't wait to spit it out! Improvising, I told him to get my blouse off; grinning, he began unbuttoning it as he commented, "You are going fuck my dick with those big tits of yours, aren't you Lucita?" Spitting out his awful-tasting dick, I slipped off my blouse, and put my hands over the lace cup of my bra, mashing my tits together until the nipples swelled and pushed over the top of it; then grabbing his dick, I rubbed it against the stiff swollen peaks, replying, "You bet I am! See how hard my nipples are; and how soft my tits are, Steve? I've been wanting this for a long time, "I lied, pushing his dick into my deep cleavage, as I slid my lace-covered tits up and down his purplish prick... My comment surprised him, as he panted, "Really? You don't know how many times I've jacked off thinking of getting my hands on your tits; fucking them and covering them with my cum. And your ass; oh lord! That beautiful ass of yours!" Briefly taking him into my mouth again, I sucked him until I couldn't stand his taste any longer; besides, I wanted to get sucked and fucked myself. Standing up, I led him by the dick over towards the bed in the cheap motel room; slowly, I unfastened my slacks, and teasingly, begun gradually wiggling out of them: Steve dropped to his knees, and putting his face against the sheerness of my panties, just inhaled my sweet fragrance as he slid his hands up and down my thighs, sending bolts of electricity up my spine. Then he jammed his face against my panty-covered twat, rapidly swirling his outstretched tongue over my protruding clit; now it was my turn to grab him and shove my twat into his face: actually, he ate pussy fairly well - I had an orgasm within moments, and when it hit, my knees buckled and I fell back onto the bed. Spreading my legs wide, I rested on my elbows as I placed my feet on the bed, and wagging my finger at him, motioned for more: obediently, he crawled up onto the bed, and buried his head between my legs again; and for once, I knew intensely of a rush it was to be having sex while a thin veil of sexy, sensuous piece of filmy material barely separated the two members: in plain English, it really turned me on to feel his hard, jabbing tongue against my cunt, as well as the friction of the lace of my panties rubbing against it as he moved his mouth; much in the way that it must feel good for a man to take a woman by just pulling aside her bra or panties, as the lace or satin rubs against his organ... Anyway, it felt damn good; my fluids were seeping out of my heated, wet slit as they puddled underneath me: and I needed something inside me - like his cock. Pushing him off me, I grabbed his shoulder and pulled him up on top of me; grunting like an animal, he entered my craving, fiery hungry cunt in two quick motions. Like a rabbit, he was humping me with all his might; in a thick Italian accent that at the office, he tried so hard to conceal, he was muttering, "Fucking spic slut; wavin' them tits in fronta my face all the time; makin' me pay for dis; oh, baby! you're pussy is so good! Fuckin' bitch... " Since I was busy cumming, I didn't reply until a few minutes later; when I finished convulsing, I reached under my heaving tits, unhooking the clasp of my bra. "Yeah, Steve, shove your cock into me, watch this, baby!" I said, lifting my tit to my mouth as I rolled my outstretch tongue over it, my other hand pinching my hard clit, as my body began to spasm again, Steve unloaded a hot volley of goo into my wetness, coating my insides with his thick cum. Yet I wanted more... Not really excited about the idea, nevertheless I rolled him over and took his dick into my mouth again, only this time it wasn't quite so bad, because his dick was coated with my sugary taste: roughly was started sucking and chewing on it, it was no time before it was fully erect. "Yeah, Lucita, suck it!" Steve groaned, bucking his hips off the bed as he drove his prick deeper into my throat. "I knew your Mexican sluts could suck cock, waving them big juicy tits in my face all the time, like gettin' fucked, don't ya, ya fuckin' slut?" Taking my mouth off his dick, I kissed the head of it, and looked up at him as I replied, "Yes, as a matter of fact I do like getting fucked. So get up here and fuck me!" Laying back on the bed, I threw my legs over his shoulders as he buried his stiff salami back into me, unmercifully ramming his dick into my spasmodic snatch. "Yeah, Lucita, yeah!" Steve grunted, "Baby, I been waitin' for this minute, lookin' at you every day, at those tits, and that nice big ass of yours, shakin' it in face, wearin' pants so tight I can see your panties all stuck up the crack of your ass... " As Steves' voice trailed off, I felt his finger against my butt, slowly working into it; I gasp loudly as he groaned, "Bet you like it up the ass, don't you?" "Why don't you find you for yourself?" I hissed, panting as I spread my legs wider so that he could get a good view of my asshole. Steve withdrew his dick from my pussy, and placed it against the crack of my ass, forcing it into my brown butt. Reaching between my legs, furiously I masturbated as Steve rammed his dick up my ass... "Fuckin' Mexican bitch!" Steve grunted, unrelentlessly shoving his thick cock deeper and deeper into my asshole, "I'm fuckin' your tight little Mexican ass, so fuckin' good!" "Yeah, Steve, fuck my brown tight Mexican ass!" I hissed between clenched teeth as on overpowering climax surged through me, "You paid for a whore, so fuck me like one!" Sweating was pouring off Steve's face as he uncontrollably pummeled my butt; grimacing, he howled, "Arrrgh!!" Unleashing a watery jet of spurting cum that flooded my anal canal... Rolling off, Steve collapsed in a panting heap, his dick shriveling before my eyes; within seconds, he was snoring loudly - and I made my break. Dipshit, I thought, here I was ready to go the distance with him again, and he plops over and goes to sleep! Now wonder Mary divorced him, not to mention his stinky dick! Quietly, I dressed and stepped outside, silently closing the door. Deciding to take the afternoon off, I drove home as I contemplated what I had just done; I had just fucked another man for money: and even though my appetite had been placated somewhat, I was growing hungrier and hungrier... Article 96505 of alt.sex.stories: From: Anthony Hartwell <ahartwel@nmsu.edu> Subject: Family Affairs (08)1 Date: Tue, 5 Dec 1995 14:36:10 -0700 Part Eight Suddenly it hit me; I was nothing more a slutty Mexican whore that was running around like a rabbit in heat and fucking strange men for money; bursting into tears, I sobbed the rest of the way home: I felt filthy, and disgusted with myself that I was allowing my body's desires to dictate my actions... Running into the house, I dashed upstairs and hurriedly undressed; my slacks were practically ruined: all of Steve's cum had leaked outside me, and soaked through my panties, leaving dark stains in the gray material. Peeling off my sticky gooey panties, I bathed as all the little sperms swam out into the hot steaming bath water. Wrapping myself up into a robe, I went downstairs and poured a good measure of whiskey, trying to forget and ignore my nagging, already-growing appetite, while at the same time I tried to feel guilty about what I was doing; yet I could not ignore the first, nor the latter - not matter how much I tried... I was thirsty for a cock; or two or three... ... Before I was aware of what I was doing, I was sitting down at my cosmetics table, engrossed in applying just he right amount of make-up as I steadily sipped and smoked; thickly coating my lips with crimson lipstick, and painting my long nails blood red, I stuffed myself into a tight black lace teddy that tits overflowed from; dark floral-needlework stockings, stilitto heels and a tight red leather skirt that I had to squiggle into... Spraying perfume, I grabbed a gauzy red lace bolero jacket and headed out the door after another quick drink; and making sure I had my pistol - just in case... Hurriedly, I drove towards the "No-tell Motel" as my pussy grew wetter by the second; whipping my car into the parking lot, I dashed into, threw a fifty over the counter, and hurriedly grabbed the key from the same old geezer managing the counter as before. Hopping back into my car, I squealed out of the parking lot and down the street to - where else? The "Dew Drop Inn," where I strutted into the dingy watering hole slowly and deliberately as my eyes slowly adjusted to the obscurity of the dimly lit, smoky cloudiness of the barroom. Tonight it was packed; there was people everywhere; all the tables were filled with sleazes and teases; short, thin, tall and fat - all looking for cock. Hogs, dogs, turds and nerds; tall, short, skinny and fat; one thing, and one thing only on their little one-track minds - parking their cock into a dark slippery cuntal dock... Stepping up to the bar, I slid onto one of the few vacant seats, and ordered a drink: thankfully, not from the toothless monster, but from a rather attractive young woman. Handing her a twenty, I took my drink as she carefully counted and placed my change next to my glass before hurrying off to pour some else's drinks. Thoughtfully, I sipped the potent potable as I discretely eyed the hazy smoke-filled room tavern; as my eyes moved across the room, I noticed two nerdy looking guys staring across the room at me. Winking, I invitingly smiled my most seductive smile as I tipped my glass towards them before sipping from it. "Tsk, tsk," I heard from behind the bar; looking back over it, I saw the gal who was pouring drinks for the night wiping off the scared oak top of the bar before me. Shaking her head, she just smiled. Without my promprting, as I finished my drink she reoured another. Handing over another twenty, she laughed and shook her head, gesticulating, "more." "Honey, if you're gonna sell that product in here, I get fifty bucks; and another fifty for those two horndogs over there to your room." She said bluntly. Not wishing to make a scene, since I was practically wearing a sign around my neck that proclaimed "PUSSY FOR SALE!" I handed over a hundred; reaching for the twenty laying on the bar, before I could, she grabbed it, replying, "Sorry; the drink costs extra." Sipping my drink, more eye contact and body language that words alone cannot describe was exchanged between my two suitors and I; grins, winks, flashes of tits and thighs got me wetter: and their dicks harder... Finishing my drink, I called the gal over and handed her a fifty, as she handed over a sealed bottle of whiskey; in a low voice, I told her to send them on over if they were interested in "partying with a discrete lady". Carefully getting up off the barstool, I made sure that I did so in a fashion that allowed them a good view up my short skirt for a glimpse of what I was had, and slowly strutting out the door, I paused briefly, looking over my shoulder and smiling wickedly again before walking out the door... ... Unlocking the door to my room, I splashed the smooth whisky over cold ice cubes in a tumbler as I smoked a cigerette and played with my tits, eager to have them chewed and sucked on again; impatiently, I smoked, drank and caressed my soft, firm titties as the minutes slowly ticked by... At last, there was a timid, shy knock at the door; looking through the peephole, I saw it was the nerds: unbolting the door, I opened it widely as I asked, "Yes?" "Hey, uh, like, uh, we're here to like party, dude." The tall, skinny one with glasses and the plaid shirt over khaki said; I was shocked to hear someone who looked like he did to talk like a surfer- type dude so - so naturally. "I think that you can see I'm not 'dude'; I'm a 'dudette!'" I answered, running my hand over the lush fullness of my tit as I stepped aside and invited them in. "Whoo! So sorry dudetta! I'm Brad, and my bud here is 'Pipeline'." Brad said, apologetically as he introduced his 'bud'; a tall, even skinnier geek with a fucking pocket protector and at least ten pens, pencils and other assorted geek essentials crammed into it. "Totally awesome to meet ya, dudetta!" 'Pipeline' said, equally natural in his vernacular. Oh boy, I thought... "Well boys, as they saw on the railroad, 'if you want to full that train, you gotta be able to pay the freight'. @Intendes?" I commented, slipping off my thin jacket so that they could good a deep view of my tan cleavage. "Totally, totally; dude: give her the cash." Brad instructed 'Pipeline', who pulled out a thick wad of various denomination bills - the least of which was a twenty. Reaching over, I snatched it out of his hands, and grabbing his hand, I put it onto my tit; immediately, he squeezed and and rolled my large nipple between his thumb and forefinger; I let him have a good feel before I gently stepped away from him. "Ok boys, the freight has been paid; I have to use the ladies room, whoever is going to be the 'engineer' be ready on that bed." I instructed, fondling my tit for them before I went into the bathroom. Once inside, I tucked the roll of bills into my handbag, and stashed it in a safe place. Primping my hair, I made sure my lipstick was heavily applied after I tugged my tight skirt past my hips as I wiggled out of it... Walking back into the main room, I was not surprised to see them both naked and lying on the bed; what did surprise me was what big dicks they both had for being such nerdy, geeky skinny guys: I mean, they both had to be at least over nine inches long, and thick as my wrist - and as hard as a rock. Hopping up onto the bed, I siezed their dicks in my hands and jacked them off as they kissed me and played with my tits. First taking one, then the other's dick into my mouth, I sucked their tasty, hot, sweet salty juices down my throat as they groaned and bucking their hips off the bed, deeply fucked my widely-opened mouth; I came just from sucking their dicks: my thick pussy cream oozing out of my, past my swollen cunt lips and after soaking through the sheer crotch of my teddy, dribbled down my thighs... I had to have cock - either, both - it didn't matter; looking up at them, I asked who wanted to go first as I laied back onto the bed, pulling aside the crotch my filmy teddy; exposing my twat, I rubbed and fingered it until I came again... Looking at each other, they both shrugged and then looked at me; I shrugged back and played with my scorching pussy; we seemed to be at an impasse until Brad parked his pole deep into my ravenous cunt: grinding his big woody into me ackwardly, nevertheless it felt most excellent as he banged me... At 'Pipeline's' urging, Brad rolled me over doggie-style, and continued reaming my honeypot as I sucked and titty-fucked 'Pipeline'; I was cumming like crazy from the feel of the hard cock inside my cooze, and the velvety sensation of smooth cock on my tits... Brad roared, shooting his hot load of freight into my pussy, which clamped down on it and milked every last drop from his cock. Reaching around, I smeared a generous amount of his cum over the crack of my ass for lubricant, and looking up at 'Pipeline', I inquired if he would care to fuck me up the ass. "Like, totally bitchin', dudetta!" He exclaimed, moving around behind me as he positioned his large member over my soppy crack; carefully he inserted his giant girth deeper, and deeper until my asshole was filled with his meat. "Oh, totally awesome!" 'Pipeline groaned as he rutted into my upturned butt, his hands spreading the tan cheeks of my ass wide so that he could plow into me deeper; I was furiously rubbing my snatch as I bucked against him and had Brad's dick in my mouth. He too, delivered his load; and quite large one at that: and Brad's dick now took 'Pipeline's' in my asshole as he grunted and pounded me into several more knee-buckling convulsive orgasms. Brad was busy jacking off while I licked his balls, and when I sensed they both were getting ready to cum, I instructed them to "... cover my face with cum... " ... and cum they did; gallons of hot, gooey sticky white globulous jets of jism erupted tfrom the tips of their pricks as it splashed over my face and tits: I was literally covered from hairline to diaphram with the stuff that I was finding out dreams were made of... They both rolled over and collapsed, and I discreetly went into the bathroom, wiped as much cum off my face as I could, and dressed. Very quietly, I tiptoed back out in the main room, and seeing that their eyes were closed, stealthly slipped out the door, down the stairs and into my car where I hauled ass home... Once home, I headed for the 'fridge, and grabbed a cold beer, swishing the cold brew aroud in my mouth to get the taste of stale cum out of it; then upstairs to bed I went without even bothering to wash... I slept soundly, and even woke up not feeling too horney; I showered, dressed rather conservatively for a change (my tits were barely covered by a fancy white lace bra that my sheer white blouse managed to highlight, however) and I went downstairs, making coffee, and breakfast for myself and David. Putting everything onto a try, I carried up to David's room, and quietly opening the door, saw he and Carmen naked on the bed; she was stuffing his engorged dick deep into her throat as she gave him head that most men, and women would be envious of... As I watched them, the flame of nastiness ignited, and I felt my pussy dampen as I shifted uncomfortably from my growing itch... David moaned, and spurted a sizable jet of jiz across Carmen's tuaght, firm and succulent chest. Clearing my throat, I said, "Good morning!" Both looked startled, and then both embarrassed, laughed a little as Carmen wiped the droplets of cum from her mouth. "Here, gotta run or I'll be late. Be home tonight, I think we should spend the evening together." I said, putting down the tray off food on the dresser. Reaching over, I kissed Carmen's cum-covered tit, and tugged David's dick; but only briefly. "What do you think?" I asked, wishing I could crawl into bed with them right now... "We'll be here," Carmen giggled, smearing the cum all over her tits and belly before licking her fingers clean. Saying 'good-bye', I was out the door, in the car, and off to work. Fuck, I was horny! Oh, well, I guess - at least I knew that tonight I was going to get screwed rather well - and get to taste that sweet young Carmen again... Walking into my office, I noticed as I walked by the coffee area that it was buzzing with whispers and animated looks of surprise and gestures. Not really paying too much attention to it, I sat down at my desk, carefully situating myself so that my panties were rubbing against my slickened slit as I managed to get to work... ... Until Ruth came into my office; excitedly, she asked if I had "heard the news." Confused as to what she could be talking about, I shook my head "no." "Well, it seems that Steve, of all people Steve; can you believe it? God, what a dumb fucker!" she gushed excitedly. But now she had my full attention; she did say "Steve": I didn't know if I really wanted to hear this or not. "Ruth, calm down. What did Steve do?" I asked, breathing slowly and deeply to keeping from hyperventilating. "He withdrew a thousand dollars from petty cash and then turned in a forged reciept! The police were here and arrested him like, first thing this morning!" she leaned over, whispering confidingly. I nearly fainted on the spot; and all of a sudden, it came back to me. That's why he was so late meetingme, and that's why he was so nervous; the stupid fucker took the money from his own department! Sadness and regret also overcame me; because of my wanton, disgusting lust and fantasies his life was ruined; I was so ashamed of myself that I wanted to puke... Ruth said something else, which I didn't catch because I was so far lost with my own thoughts; she skipped out of my office and down the hall back to the coffee area, for another swig of gossip, I presumed. My heart was racing like a thoroughbred, and my hands were shaking... My god! I thought. What am I doing? Here I am, screwing anybody and everybody, for money no less; my boyfriend's son, his girlfriend, total strangers... and ruining people's lives... ... Somehow, I managed to make it through the morning, and when noon came, claiming I was still feeling "under the weather" from yesterday, I left work for the day as I drove around town and tried to gather my thoughts and put things back into prospective... Finally stopping at small pub near home, I went inside and ordered a beer and I considered my problem, and the alternatives. First, and foremost, was Ron; I didn't want to lose him, nor did I ever want him to know what a terrible person I had evolved into: the other was the budding of my awakening sexuality, and its voracious appettite. I sincerely hoped that I wouldn't get caught up in the scandal at work about Steve; what a stupid, stupid mistake on both of our actions: yet I knew deep inside that at some point I would implicated if they ever offered him a plea bargain. I could deny it, and get away with it; nobody could prove anything, yet people at the office would still talk, and whisper everytime they saw me... Slowly, I drank my beer, and then another; the only thing I could do would be to quit my job, pray that Ron never found out - and somehow manage to bring under control my newly-found insatible appetite for wild, crazed sex; and in order to do that, I needed to be with Ron now. I knew their was only one flight into Two Dot (who the fuck would ever think of a name like Two Dot?) a day; so I had the rest of the afternoon to try to calm down, and pack my suitcase... Driving home, I let myself into the house and went into the kitchen for a beer. Taking a deep drink from it, Carmen walked into the kitchen, startling me. "You're home early," Carmen commented, placing her hand on the cheek of my ass, gently squeezing it as her lips brushed against my neck, "I'm glad too... " "Carmen," I stammered, wanting otmake her stop; yet instantly excited as my panties dampened. "Shh, Lucita," Carmen giggled, licking my neck with her tongue, "David got called into get his books and uniforms for work; we have all afternoon together: just the two of us... " Then moving her mouth up, she kissed me deep on the lips; her long tongue slipping into my mouth and flickering against my tongue as her hands firmly stroked and carassed my ass as she slowly reached under my skirt and rubbed my pussy. "Let's go upstairs, Lucy." Carmen said, slipping her fingers into the elastic leg of my wet panties as she slipped a finger not only into my pussy, but my butthole as well. Wordlessly, I let her ltake my hand, and lead me upstairs to the bedroom. Kissing me, she slowly unbuttoned my blouse, and kissed my neck, my chest, and my tits slowly and gently as she unzipped my skirt, tugging it past my hips. Laying my back on the bed, she laid down beside me and started kissing me again as her hand slipped into my panties; I was busily getting her blouse opened, allowing her firm succulent tits, covered win a wispy white lace bra to spill into my hands as I kneaded her dark, raisin-colored nipples between my fingers. Slipping her fingers into my wet pussy, slowly she fingered my cunt as I muched on her sweet teats, swirling my tongue over them lovingly. But I wanted her pussy; her sweet, fragrant young cunt in my mouth. Rolling her over onto her back, I unsnapped her shorts, and yanked them. Next came her little lace panties; their exposed was her creamy ripe young; Carmen spread her legs wide, and started playing with her self, saying, "Um, Lucita, see how wet my pussy is for you? C'mon, taste me and see how sweet I am!" Burying my head between her legs, I tongued and licked her delicious cunt as I fingered her tight teenage cunt; Carmen was playing with her clit, and pinching her nipples as she wiggled and bucked her hips as her breathing quickened and deepened... I was lost in eating her twat; it was soo tasty, and fragrant! All my worries were gone, and all that mattered was how sweet Carmen's pussy tasted... Uttering a loud gasp, accompanied by squeals of pleasure, Carmen came in my mouth; a resplendit stream of her savory juices gushed as she came, and eagerly I lapped it up... "Now it's yout turn, Lucita," Carmen panted, now rolling over top of me as we kissed passionately; "I'm gonna lick your pussy until you scream!" Reaching up between my tits, she unhooked the fastener and jerked off my bra as her mouth attacked my tits; at the same time, she was tugging down my damp panties before spreading my legs. As soon as my panties were off, and my legs parted, she dived onto my cunt, viciously licking suckling it as she nibbled my clit, and drove her tongue between the meaty lips of my cunt... ... I lost track of how many times I came; all I know is that as soon as one was over, another began ripping through me: I was breathless, and felt faint: I begged her to stop, and reluctantly she did... Pulling her up beside me, we laid in each others arms as we kissed, tasting one another's juices on the each other's lips and mouths... ... Carmen reached for her bag, and pulled out a huge two headed dildo; spitting on the tips of it, first she rammed one end into my pussy, and the other into hers; laying backwards, we fucked each other in unison with the big rubber dick until we came over and over, finally collapsing and falling asleep in each other's arms... Article 96506 of alt.sex.stories: From: Anthony Hartwell <ahartwel@nmsu.edu> Subject: Family Affairs (09) Date: Tue, 5 Dec 1995 14:39:45 -0700 Part Nine It was early evening when I woke up; Carmen was nowhere to be seen, so I took a quick shower, and pulling on a dressing gown, went downstairs and made airline reservations for the next morning; then I sat down and type out my resignation letter; for a long time I had wanted to started my own business, and now seemed like the perfect opportunity - besides, Ron had encouraged me to do so for quite a while... That accomplished, I poured myself a glass of wine, and went back upstair to dress. Carefully, I styled my thick hair, and applied my makeup; then a matching set of white lace stockings, panties, and a quartercup bra went under a filmy white lace miniskirt and matching jacket that just barely covered my big, tan Mexican tits... Having another glass of wine, I relaxed as I thought about seeing Ron tomorrow; I really did miss him - although by my actions you would never have guess it, right? Yet I did, and I was excited at seeing him... ... Still no sign of Carmen and David; I stepped out on to the back deck to smoke a cigarette and grabbing the bottle of wine, sat down onto the deck chair and thought about what all was going on... I'd drop off my resignation tomorrow on the way to the airport, fly to Montana, surprise Ron, fuck him until he couldn't stand up; then I'd come home, set up an office in the basement, and hope that I could establish a solid clientele to keep me financially afloat; and never, ever do what I have been doing... ... Yet the thoughts and memories excited me; already I could feel my pulse quicken and breathing deepen as I thought of the cocks buried deep into my ass as my voracious appetite not only for anal sex, but being doubly penetrated at once grew more and more... Feeling my nipples harden immensely, I liked the way the lace of my jacket rubbed roughly against them, making them swell - and my pussy wetter and wetter as the friction of the sheer lace of my panties rubbing over it, parting the thick lips of my abundant cunt... Before I knew it, my cunt was sopping wet, and I was sucking on my cigarette like it was a cock; you'd think with all the raw, unabashed sex that I was having would have at some point my drive would have abated; only it was intensifying to the point of irresistable need! ... I couldn't stand it any longer; I needed to get fucked or I as going to climb the walls! Horny, and mad as hell at Carmen and David, I finished my wine and grabbing my purse and keys, and stomped out of the house... ... Thirty minutes later I was on my knees in a hotel room; my skirt up around my trim waist, my jacket thrown in the corner and my titties exploding over my low bra: my panties were yanked aside, a thick, hard muscular cock stuffed up my ass while another was grinding away at my pussy, and yet another shoved into my mouth. You see, I'd barely managed to order a drink, when three extremely horny (and very sexy) sailors approached me, telling me to "name your price; we been at sea six months, and we want to fuck." Quite blunt, wouldn't you say? So I named my price (a quite hefty sum, I might add) and off we went to their rented room, where they wasted no time in stripping down while I teasingly unbuttoned my jacket and, and slowly played with my tits; lifting my skirt, I rubbed my wet panty-covered pussy lovingly as I literally drooled from their sight of their hard, long thick cunt-stared cocks... ... Orgasms were exploding like the bombardment of Iwo Jima; I couldn't get enough of their sweet young cocks: all of them taking a turn fucking me in the ass, in my pussy, and I swallowed all three of their cum at one time - and I still wanted more. They each fucked me three or four times, and cum was literally dripping from my hair: they seemed to really enjoy blasting their pent-up cum all over my face; the only exception was when they all jacked off together, with my assistance of course, and sprayed my panties with hot spurting cock cum that thoroughly drenched my already-saturated lace panties... ... By the time I left in the wee hours of the morning, I was a physical mess; my entire body was covered with dried, drying and fresh sticky, dripping cum as I made my way home; my appetite sated - at least for the moment... Since it was so late, quietly I let myself into the house, and tiptoed upstairs after removing my heels. Shucking my sticky, cum- laden clothes, I ran a quick, boiling hot bath and slipped into it as I washed and scrubbed off the crusty jism that I had so gleefully showered myself with... Falling into bed, exhausted the sexual frenzy I had been in, I feel into a tranquil serene sleep state; when I awoke in the morning, I felt rested, refreshed and gratified more than I had in quite a while; although my eyes felt a little puffy; from lack of sleep, as well as the copious amounts of acidic jism that had splashed into them the night before... Opening David's bedroom door quietly, I saw him and Carmen laying naked, sound asleep with their arms wrapped around each other; David had a huge hard-on that looked mighty tasty, making my mouth water from want of having my lips wrapped around it - so I silently entered the room, and carefully climbing onto the bed so as not to awaken them, wrapped my lips around his thick dick and quietly sucked it as it continued to grow and harden... ... David stirred, waking up slowly as I gobbled his prick; looking down at me bobbing head, he shook Carmen awake, and sleepily, smiled as she kissed him and began stroking my hair, and shoulders before she grabbed my swinging tits and licked them. As David fucked my mouth and my big, round brown tits, Caremn busied herself tonguing my cunt, paying particular attention to my clit that sent vibrating, rippling climax's flowing up and down my spine; my mouth was filled with the immenseness of his cock as Carmen drove her tongue into my ass - and a rubber dick into my pussy... David mounted me from behind, and poked his dick first into my pussy, and then into my ass; alternating between the two, he slowly stroked my openings as I gound back against him, encouraging him to stuff his huge member deep inside me while I busied myself between Carmen's lush thighs... ... Her pussy was syrupy and sweet; her juices flowed out her her cunt like like a free-flowing river. Reaching over and grabbing her rubber dick, I wettened it with her fluids, and worked it into her tight little ass as I nibbled and licked her steamy little snatch... David finished the job of fucking her in the ass, and then jacked off onto our tits; smearing the sticky goo over one another, we kissed and hugged... Article 113193 of alt.sex.stories: From: Anthony Hartwell <ahartwel@nmsu.edu> Subject: Family Affairs(10) Date: Fri, 8 Dec 1995 14:58:44 -0700 Part Ten Taking a quick rinse in the shower, I dressed and had David and Carmen drive me to the airport; they were a little surprised that I was leaving on such short notice: not to mention a little concerned... There was strained, hesitant conversation on the way to the airport; tomorrow was David's first day of training, and he talked briefly about it. Carmen was very, very quiet... At the airport, after checking my bags, we stepped into restaurant; ordering breakfast (and a Bloody Mary for me), I was the one who decided to get the matter out into the open: and hopefully settled... "Look, let's be honest with each other," I said as we ate, "I care about you both, and I have no regrets; but you two have each other, right?" Both looked at each other, nodding their heads at each other before looking back at me. "And you two love each other, right?" Again, they nodded affirmingly; both still silent. "Besides our little 'trysts', have either of you been with anyone else?" I probed, trying to carefully select my wording... Now they both shook their heads "no," and looked at me questioningly as if to say, "what are you trying to say?" "You two are the cutest couple; I want your word that if either of you ever are tempted to stray, you'll come to me first; you both are welcome in my bed anytime: either together or separately. Now, before you say anything," I raised my hand, motioning, "halt" as they both opened their mouths to speak; when they closed them, I continued, "the three of us have a special bond between us; and I've discovered things about myself that I was shocked and little ashamed of to admit that I discovered I liked - a lot." ... I certainly had their attention, that's for sure; bothe had set down their utensils, and were thoughtfully listening to my words... Pushing aside my plate, I took a coiuple of sips from my Bloody Mary and continued talking... "But you two have each other; and David, now you have a career as well as a bride to be thinking of; obviously Carmen pleases you physically as well as emotionally, right?" A long silence hung in the air before David, prompted by a sharp elbow int he ribs by Carmen, answered, "Yes, she does; I love her!" Carmen beamed widely, her soon-to-off braces glittering... "I thought so; the point that I'm trying to make is this; together we've explored our sexuality in ways that we all thought that we'd ever imagine: not to mention actually do. And since we have - together - we must keep that bond sacred." I think I was confusing them; hell, I was confused! Stopping for a minute, I glanced at my watch; I had better hurry this up, I thought as I sipped my drink. "You two have went exploring; there is nothing more to explore, or learn about sex; if you two are going to lead healthy, productive lives as a couple, be content with what you've already discovered and learned that you like. Pussy is pussy, a dick is a dick; period. David, when your woman is feeling loving, then love her. When she wants pure nastiness, then fuck her. If she's feeling blue, or sad, then either love her or baby her." David's jaw dropped about a foot as I said theis, and Carmen just beamed at me lovingly as she grabbed his hand and squeezed it. But I wasn't done yet... "And you, my little sweet Carmen, listen to my words carefully; David is going into an occupation that not only is hard to learn, but hard to do; he's going to see and do things that few people in this world have the guts, or the stomach to do. Be woman to him; love him, and show him that you're proud not only of him, but the fact that you are his - and his alone. He is going to have bad days and good days at work; the same rules apply to you as he. Be his woman to him as only you can be." Pausing, I lit a cigarette and concluded my little sermon, "If either of you stray with other sexual partners, you'll lose the respect that you have for one another; Carmen has a penchent - -yet it's one she must learn to control - and David must learn to help control. And if sometime you can't, then call me before you act upon it; I want your word." David and Carmen were silent for several minutes; I didn't know what to think, or what else to say: I didn't know if they understood what I was trying to tell them; I ddin't even know if I understood it! ... Yes, some of it was pure bullshit; yet a lot of it was true: actually how I felt deep in my heart. Maybe if I had explored earlier in life I wouldn't be fucking it up so terribly at this point in time; and maybe I would. The point of the matter is that I wanted them to be together, if that's what they really wanted - and yet have no later yearnings... Caremn was the one to speak first; it didn't surprise me, since it was obvious who was in control of their relationship; she asked in a shy little girl voice, "Can we go shopping when you get back?" Laughing, I threw back my head as I leaned over and hugged her; replying, I said, "We can shopping anytime you want! But right now, I have to go catch that plane to see my man!" ... Hurrying down the concourse, we had just enough time to hug and kiss one another breifly before I had to get my butt on the plane; as it was, I ws the last one to board, but when you fly First- Class, little is said to you about it... All things considered, I felt pretty good about things, as I comtemplated all of this as I sipped a Bloody Mary; reflecting on moments past... And my pussy began to itch, and needed to feel that old familiar scratch... Thank goodness it was only a two hour flight; I was practically ready to climb the walls by the time the plane landed; I'd had considered going into the lavatory for a quick session with my pussy, but fought the urge, as I wanted to dripping wet and ravenously hungry for Ron... Renting a car at the airport, I got directions into town, and to the motel where Ron said he was staying. I checked into a room, planning on freshening up and carefully preparing myself for the wild fucking that going to be taking place in a few short hours. ... except that I happened to notice a car pulling into the space next to my rental car; and it was none other than Ron... who just happened to have some broad in the car sitting next to him! Dumbfounded, I just stared out the window at them as they got out of the car and walked up to the room adjacent to mine... That, that fucker! I fumed as I stared at the big-titted blonde bimbo whose ass he was grabbing as they walked towards the door. She obviously wasn't wearing a bra, as her tits were bouncing all over the place, and her short shorts went up the crack of her pussy, as well as her trim little ass; she couldn't have been more than nineteen or twenty - her high-pitched giggling revealed that. Oh, I was so mad! Here I was feeling ashamed, and lower than a piece of ant shit for what I had done, and here Ron, my "Mr. Perfect" was balling some little high-school slut behind my back; all the while calling me every night to tell me how much he missed me! That fucker! ... And after the rage passed, I felt like sobbing; my life was totally fucked up: I had cheated on him, and he had cheated on me. Things could never be the same between us again... Desperately, my mind raced to seek a solution to this whole fucked-up sick sad situation... I thought about marching next door and confronting them, but that really wasn't much of a thought; I didn't want to be anymore humiliated than I already was in the event that Ron just slammed the door in my face. I thought about just quietly going home, and never saying a word about what I now knew; but deep inside I knew that I could never keep my mouth shut about it... ... And to make matters worse, when I heard the headboard of the bed slamming against the wall, I knew that they were fucking; and from the sound of the staccato thumping of wood-against-wood, quite heatedly... My cunt was dripping - don't ask me why; after all, here I caught my lover with a girl half my age and admittedly, every bit if not more attractive than I, so I should have been really hysterical, right? I was - but I was also hornier than hell from just imaging what was transpiring through the thin wall walls seperarting us... ... Finally I couldn't stand it any longer; my nipples were hard, my cunt drenched and my mouth hungry: I went searching for cock at the closest bar to the motel... ... Now, as I have said, no matter what appearal I happened to be wearing, it was always sexy; still wearing my crisp, sheer linen suit and matching heels over a sexy pair of Frech lace panties that crept up my cracks and a sheer wispy bra that pushed my tits together and up: against the permenant dark tan of my skin, even I admired how refined and sexy I looked as I walked into the dim light of the local bar. Taking a stool at the bar, I ordered a tall whiskey with lots of ice and lemon. Slamming down a fifty in front of the old geez tending bar, I practically gulped down the first one, and motioned for him to keep them coming... After the third one, I was somewhat calm, and trying to organize my thoughts as to what to do next; I really did what to make things right between Ron and I, but how? ... And yet, I was crazed with lust and desire; to be held down, and have my clothes ripped open, my panties yanked aside and my legs spread forceably as a cock plunged into my honey-hole... ... Which is about what happened... Article 113179 of alt.sex.stories: From: Anthony Hartwell <ahartwel@nmsu.edu> Subject: Family Affairs (11) Date: Fri, 8 Dec 1995 15:16:46 -0700 Part Eleven Still with me? I hoped so - now, where was I? Oh yeah, the local bar... ... So I'm sitting at the bar, smoking and trying to conjure up a solution to my dilemma, when two guys came up and joined me at the bar, taking the stools adjacent to me on either side. Glancing over at them, I noticed they were two big, ugly greasy bikers; dressed in denim vests, leather pants, boots - the whole enchilada. Definitely not my type, I remember thinking as I sipped my drink as I tried to ignore them. But I wasn't going to get off that easy... "Here, there little sis, what's your name?" The biker on my right asked, leaning over as he stared at my tits leeringly. Glancing over at them, I noticed they were two big, ugly greasy bikers; dressed in denim vests, leather pants, boots - the whole enchilada. Definitely not my type, I remember thinking as I sipped my drink as I tried to ignore them. But I wasn't going to get off that easy... "Here, there little sis, what's your name?" The biker on my right asked, leaning over as he stared at my tits leeringly. "Who wants to know?" I retorted, staring back at him as he licked his lips as he watched my chest - and my hard, protruding nipples. "Name's Dingo, and this here is Bart. Don't gotta be so snotty, just tryin' to be friendly is all." He smiled, revealing surprisingly even, white set of teeth that sparkled. "Sorry, I'm having a bad day. I'm Lucy. Pleased to meet you." I replied, hoping that they would go find some biker broad to hassle and leave alone. "Well, we're sure honored to meet you Miss Lucy. Buy you a drink?" Dingo asked, scooting his stool closer to me. "No, thanks, I was just leaving. Thanks for the offer though," I replied politely, inadvertently dropping my eyes to his crotch, and the huge bulge that was in his tight leather pants. "Ah, come on, one drink, and then we'll leave ya alone. Not very often a pretty lady comes into this bar. Whaddaya say?" Reluctantly, I agreed and followed the two men over to a table in the far corner of the bar - much against my better judgment, I might add. That was my first mistake; my second was excusing myself to use the ladies' room before joining them... ... In the powder room (if you could call it that), my mind raced frantically searching for a way out of this one; I'd finally gotten myself into a deep pile of trouble... Finally deciding that if I just had a drink with them, and then made some lame excuse like having to meet my husband - the policeman - I could get the hell out of there and back to the motel without any real trouble... Walking out of the restrooms, I walked back over to the table they were sitting at, and Dingo slid out from the booth, motioning for me to sit between them. I thought that if I gave them some cheap thrill by letting them feel me up a little, I could get out of there unscathed... Sliding into the booth, I noticed that a fresh drink was sitting in front of me, and immediately I grabbed it and taking a long deep gulp from it, failing to notice the winks that Dingo and Bart exchanged... They both made small talk, and asked the usual - where was I from, why was I in town, how pretty I was - suddenly, I was feeling quite exhilarated, and rather chatty. Soon I was giggling incessantly, and didn't seem to mind them so much... ... Not even when Dingo put his arm around my shoulders. pulling me close to him as he kissed me; Bart dropped his hand to my crotch and roughly ground against my hot mound... Parting my legs wider, I put my hand against his rough, callused fingers, encouraging him to press harder and faster as I sucked on Dingo's tongue... and touched the lump of swollen flesh between his legs - Man, I felt stoned... I could feel my heart pumping blood as it surged through my veins; my nipples swollen and excited: my cunt hot and wet... Dingo grabbed my tit, and squeezed it hard, really getting me crazy; I wanted to get fucked! ... Coming up for air, I laughed loudly, and squeezed Dingo's cock; then lowering my hand, did the same for Bart. Smiling, they looked at each other, and Dingo commented, "We're havin' a party tonight; wanna go?" "Sure," bubbly me replied, playing with the leather covering their dicks, rubbing my tits over Dingo's dirty denim vest, "Let's go!" Almost immediately, I was whisked out of the bar, and into the parking lot; I started towards my car, but Dingo put on a pouty face, and asked why I didn't want to ride with him. Wrapping my arms around his massive beefy shoulder, I kissed him wetly as I answered, 'Cause you never asked me too!" His hands dropping to my butt, as he kneaded, squeezed and pulled apart my butt cheeks as I wantonly ground my hot pelvis against his mighty protruding bulge... Reaching down and unzipping his fly, as he removed his hand and guided mine between his legs, my hand was filled with his long hard cock, covered with slick wetness... Pumping his cock furiously, I wanted to get onto my knees and suck it right there; but at least I had the presence of mind that I was wearing a two hundred dollar suit; and oil-stains would never come out of the delicate linen... "I wanna suck your cock," I giggled, kissing him and stroking his exposed cock; then turning towards Bart, told him, "and then I'm going suck yours!" ... Bart was standing right next to me, and squeezing my ass; I moved my head to kiss him, and when I did, I felt something slid into my mouth besides his tongue - yet before I could spit it out, it rolled down my throat... ... Hopping onto their big Harley's, they kicked them to a roaring, screaming start; the whiskey bottle was thrust into my hand and I was helped onto the back of Dingo's bike; almost immediately the throaty rumbling of the powerful motorcycle engine - feeling like the world's biggest vibrator - began massaging my anal and vaginal orifices as we roared off... Drinking the bottle, I was laughing and having the time of my life; I was getting more stoned, and hornier by the nanosecond as the huge machine rumbled vibratingly between my legs... ... After about ten minutes of riding, we rolled down a quite residential street until we came to a stop a house at the end of a cul-de-sac. Shutting down their Herculean machines, I was helped off the bike as I was led up the walk and into the house... ... Once inside, I was greeted by at least five other biker dudes and their girlfriends - whom I was quite surprised to notice were rather attractive young ladies - all drinking; and even as stoned as I was, their facial expressions were, well - electrified. I was drinking from the neck of the now half-empty whiskey bottle while Dingo and Bart fondled my ass and probed at my pussy from behind as they introduced me to the rest of the "club"; announcing that I was a "Deb" (which I have no idea what that was supposed to mean), one of the girls got up off the sofa, and walked towards me. "Hi, I'm Eve," she said, lightly kissing my on the lips; although she was quite pretty, her eyes were quite electrified, and her pupils smaller than the tip of a pencil: I guessed her to be one of the local Native Americans, with her reddish skin tones, high cheekbones, and large uplifted breasts that bulged over a thin lace halter top. Taking my hand in hers, first she kissed it - then put my hand on her full, ripened tit. Encouraging me to play with it, she kissed me some more as she unbuttoned my blazer, pulling it off my shoulders. "Um, nice tits; nice and big. I like big tits; do you?" Eve cooed as she massaged my tits, kissing me lightly with her darting, hot tongue. "Yeah," was all I could pant, excited from the touching and from whatever was slipped into my drink; Dingo whispered into my ear, "I think she wants to party with ya; wanna party with Eve?" Before I could reply, her hands left my tits, and were replaced by Bart's probing hands, who was standing behind me and grinding his solid bulge against my ass, as Eve touched my crotch. "Oh, she's wet already guys; What do you say Lucy, want to see my tits? Want to suck on my big red Indian tits, don't you? Eve giggled as her fingers traced lightly over the covered lips of my sticky cunt. "Yeah," I groaned, grinding my ass against Bart's hard lump, as I leaned over and kissed her wetly as I felt her tits. "Let's all go into the bedroom, and have a little party." Dingo suggested, offering me the whiskey bottle as I was led into the bedroom. Drinking deeply from it, I asked for a cigarette, and was handed one. Sitting on the bed, I smoked and drank from the bottle as Eve joined me on the bed, playfully kissing my neck and touching my tits as electrified chills flowed up and down my spine; Dingo disappeared, and Bart was just standing in the doorway as Eve kissed and probed my neck and chest. "Ever done it with a girl before, Lucy?" Eve throatily asked, pinching my nipples as she licked my ear. Giggling, I inhaled and answered her. "Yeah, with my boyfriend's son's girlfriend; we had a threesome. She ate me while I sucked his dick." Mashing out my cigarette, boldly I leaned over and kissed her full-force on the mouth as my hands went to her impressive chest. Hearing the word coming from my mouth was like hearing a disembodied voice as I said, "Let's fuck!" Pulling off my blouse, Eve groaned and commented as she licked at my tits, "Nice, fancy bra, babe; you got good taste; nice and sexy." Pulling my up off the bed, her hands slid down to my slacks; kissing my neck and chest, she unfastened my slacks and slipped them off over my heels. "Mm, matching panties; I bet you taste good!" Eve commented as she rubbed her hand over my moist mound before slipping her fingers into my panties. I was kissing her neck, biting and nibbling at it roughly while teased her stiff nipples with my fleeting fingers. Eve panted, "Oh! You little slut! You're so fucking wet! Here, kiss my big Indian titties like a good little rich Mexican slut!" Lifting up her halter, her round, firm tits popped out; her nipples were long, and thick, the aureoles deep red and inviting. Taking her round tit into my mouth, my cunt dripped like an open facet over her hand, as she fingered my cunt faster and faster. "Here, now you take off my shorts, and then we can play together." Eve groaned as she squeezed my clit between her fingers, making my cum. Standing before me, I unsnapped her denim cut-offs, and pulled them down, leaving her standing before my only in her partially removed halter and a pair of satin and lace panties that were very wet. ... Pushing me down onto my back, she slid off her panties and sat on my face as I lapped at her gaping, hairy cunt; munching on her thick cunt lips and licking her hard little clit: she was wet, hairy and tasty! I feasted myself upon her slickened cunt as I devoured her snatch until she quivered and gushed a load of sweet syrupy nectar into my mouth. Dismounting me, Eve wildly kissed me, then reaching over and grabbing the whiskey bottle took a long drink from it; curiously, she turned her back to me for a split second before leaning down and kissing me again; once more I felt that curious little something slither into my mouth: although this time, I tried to spit it out - without success. Eve lifted the bottle to my lips, and I sucked hard at it... "Ready to become a 'Deb'?" Eve giggled into my ear; giggling right back, I said "Yeah!" Looking over at Bart, Eve said, "You heard her, let the initiation begin!" ... Bart just smiled, walking over towards me as I lay on the bed, unzipping his fly and pulling out his enormously swollen cock. I felt myself licking my lips in anticipation of wrapping my mouth around his big, sweaty cock as I fingered my pussy. As soon as he got close to me, I sat up, wrapped my hand around his dick, and stuck into my mouth deeply as I sucked on it. Deliriously, I sucked and mouth- fucked his huge organ as he grunted, "Yeah! YEAH! Suck my fucking cock, you fucking slut!" Pushing me back onto the bed, he drove his throbbing cock deep into my throat as I felt my legs being spread by a pair of rough, callused hands; my panties were roughly yanked aside, and a large, brutal cock was brushing against the wet lips of my blistering hot cunt before it slid in... ... Ah, fuck; it felt good! I was so busy cumming, sucking and fucking I didn't care what I was doing, or what drug I had been given - I just wanted more of it! ... After hammering my cunt into a series of gut-wrenching volcanic orgasms, whoever was banging my pussy blew a geyser of hot juice into me; and Bart spilled his load into my hungry mouth as I swallowed every droplet of his salty jizz... "More! More!" I begged, scooping my titties into my hands; cupping them, my large brown nipples looked good enough to lick - so I did, making my pussy quiver... Ripping off my panties, I spread my legs wide and demanded, "Who's next?!" ... Within seconds, I was again filled with hard cockmeat; being fucked as hard and brutally as possible... I was bucking sucking and fucking like a rapid bitch-dog in heat in the middle of a hot summer as my mouth pussy milked more shooting jets of spunk... Wiping the cum from my lips, I looked at all the people now standing in the room; some dressed, some not, and inquired, "Who's next?" ... And pushing aside the on-lookers and awaiting participants came a giant of a man; he had to have been over seven feet tall, and was a true American Indian: his long, jet black hair flowed to his waist, and as he came closer to me, everyone started to chant, "Chief! Chief! Chief!" Unzipping his pants, and pulling out his cock, I gasped when I saw the size of it; there was no way I could take that thing; but I was willing to try... "Suck my dick, you fucking spic slut," Chief demanded, brushing the enormous tip of his rigid cock over my lips, "go on, suck it!" Obediently, I did - at least I tried; I could barely get that thing into my mouth, but I put my hands to good work, jacking him off as I licked the thick knob of his glistening reddish dick... ... I was on my hands and knees on the bed, sucking his dick when I felt a warm mouth breathing over my butt before wet tongue rimmed it; hearing a female voice say, "Wanna take it up the ass, baby? I bet you'll love getting fucked in the ass!" As if by a pre- arrangement cue, Chief took his dick out of my mouth, and then mounted me from the rear. Slowly, he began penetrating my asshole doggie- style, working his huge cock slowly up into my ass as I silently gritted my teeth in excruciating pain - at least until he'd managed to enter me partially. Finally, my asshole loosed up a little, and we began to slowly grind against each other; his dangling balls slapping teasingly against my cunt with each thrust; I screamed as I came - and he howled like wolf at a full moon - as rocketing spurts of his seed shot into my impaled asshole... ... Things are kinda fuzzy after that; I remember collapsing after he pulled his dick out: then I remember sucking on the whiskey bottle. I remember everyone took a turn fucking me in the ass; with while I sucked a cock, or licked on wet, juicy pussy; I remember having them all standing over me, jacking off until they all came on my face... And the rest is a blank... ... Until two days later; I woke up in a bed, and for a few minutes, had no idea of where I was, or any recollection of the preceding events: I only knew that I was stark naked, laying in a strange bed with two buxom girls and a hairy guy. My head was throbbing, and my only instinct was to flee... Quietly, I slipped out of the bed and started looking for my clothes; as I searched and gathered my clothing, I saw all the passed out people lying in various rooms of the house, and what I could remember began cumming back to me slowly... Going into the bathroom, I looked into the mirror and saw what a mess I was; my hair was caked with dried cum, as was my face. I couldn't be seen in public like this; even as my instinct to flee was, I needed to get cleaned up. Risking it, I turned on the shower, and stepped into it. Ouch! I thought, feeling something painful stinging on my leg as the water touched it, on my left ankle. Looking down, I nearly fainted when I saw the tattoo! ... It was an incredible beautiful, incredibly permanent tattoo of red rose in full bloom with the "Deb 69" underneath! OH FUCK! I panicked, quickly rinsing my hair and face clean and hurriedly toweling off. Hurriedly I dressed, praying that nobody had heard me, let alone was awake so that I could flee this nightmare or horrors... Stealthily, I held my heels in my hands as I tiptoed through the house past piles of passed-out, snoring sleeping bodies as I searched for my handbag; in the course of my quest, I ran across a not only a pile of rubber-banded hundred-dollar bills in a zip lock bag, but a substantial cache of small capsules in a glass bowl. Grabbing the zip-lock bag of money, and filling the pockets of my slacks with pills, luckily (and thankfully!)I stumbled across my purse and picked it up; thankfully, all of my credit cards and other effects were there... Creeping open the door, I went outside into the bright, blinding daylight and hauled ass down the street... I walked several blocks until I got to a little market with a pay phone, and called a taxi... Once safely back at the motel, hurriedly took another shower, made myself presentable, and grabbing my bags, threw them into the car; my paranoia was telling me that my new friends would be looking for me post-haste when they not only discovered that I was gone; but gone with their money and their drugs... ... Thankfully, the airport was close; once there, I turned in the rental car and went straight to the Delta counter; the flight home had already left, but there was another leaving almost immediately to another city that I could connect through. Thrusting over a large sum of bills, I was handed a ticket to freedom... ... But first, I ducked into the ladies' room and secreted the money and pills in my luggage the best way I could; after taking one of them... Then I hurried down the concourse, and into the safe confines of the jet, and left that god-forsaken place... I felt like shit - no, more like hammered dog-shit, to be more specific; my hear was still pounding, my heart racing, and my stomach wanting to wretch; probably from all of the cum I'd swallowed, as well as the whiskey... But at last, whatever it was kicked in, and I felt better - along with a Bloody Mary or two... ... Trying to forget everything, I picked up a newspaper from the empty seat next to mine; someone had nicely left it behind for me to read. Picking it up, I started to read it as the plane taxied down the runway, and took off... ... One story caught my attention in particular; it addressed the issue of the rising number of motorcycle gangs that were in the business of making designer drugs: one drug in particular caught my eye. Called "eXTC" it was almost the drug of choice for much of society today; cheap, relatively easy to make by anyone with a chemistry background, it made the user euphoric, excitable, and considered by many a powerful aphrodisiac. It was popular with the club set, as well as the bikers themselves, the article said, because they would slip women a Mickey Finn of eXTC in a drink, and then gang-rape their unsuspecting prey - usually as it was videotaped for release later onto the black-market... ... My heart sunk; everything in that article described the past 48 hours of my life: the only exception was I wasn't raped - I wanted it. My only concern at this moment was the tattoo; and Ron screwing some little teenage bimbo... I wondered if he fucked her in the ass... ... I took a taxi from the airport home, and let myself in. Nobody was around, so I grabbed a beer, and went upstairs to unpack; first I hid the bags of pills and money in a safe place, and then hung up the rest of my clothes. I had a few more beers as I soaked a bath, fingering my pussy a little in hopes of relieving my mounting sexual frustration - alas, to no avail... ... That night I slept fitfully; I tossed, and turned - and masturbated all night. David never showed up all night; nor was he in his bed the next morning... Deciding that I was going to be productive, I showered, dressed and made a lunch date with a girlfriend. Next, I headed to the mall, and dropped a wad of money on new clothes, and lots of sexy, new undergarments. Then it was off to the the office supply store, where I spent another bundle on a computer, fax, desk, filing cabinets - everything I'd need to set up my office at home - and wondered if I still had a home... ... Next, I was off to the restraunt to meet Suzie; I was a little early. so I took a booth and ordered a cold glass of beer while I waited. After a while Suz arrived, and joined me in having a drink. We hadn't seen each other in a a few weeks, so we chatted, catching up on the news - most of which I didn't tell... ... Suzie is probably my best friend; we've known each other for several years. She and her husband, Chad and Ron and myself had grown close, and often went out together. However, over the passing weeks, since my infatuation with David, and my newly-discovered clandistine occupation, I hadn't had much of chance to get together with her... ... Suzie is a tall, busty gal, tiny waist and long, naturally sunstreaked hair. Her skin is deeply bronzed by hours in the tanning booth, teeth sparkling white and her nails thick and long. Although we shared almost identical likes and dislikes, for some unconscious reason I had always felt mysteriously uncomfortable around her; then, as I sat and talked with her in the resturant, it dawned on me what it was - I was sexually attracted to her... Between feeling my pussy dampen and my inner guilt, I motioned the waiter over to order, trying to take my eyes off of her deep cleavage and her big green eyes. Hurriedly, I ordered a smoked salmon salad, and more beer; Suzie ordered half of the menu (so it seemed): rolling my eyes in mock disgust, I asked her how in the world she could eat like a horse, and stay so slim. "We fuck a lot," she giggled, sipping her beer, "I have to keep my strength up!" Thankfully, the waiter came back with our drinks before anything more could be said. But as soon as he left, Suzie started right up again. "So with Ron away, are you getting any on the side?" Suzie inquired, giggling devilishly as she helped herself to my cigerettes. She loved to talk about sex; she was always telling my how often, how much, when, where she and Chad had sex. And as susual, her nipples were getting hard; evidenced now by their twin hardness poking through her thin blouse. "Suazanne," I whined, not wishing to engage in this line of conversation, lest I make a fool of out myself my propositioning her, having her refuse - and losing my friend... "I'm terribly horny as it is, and if you start up with this, it'll only make it worse for me. Please?" I begged, feeling my loins, glistening with hot sticky juices of lust warming to an inferno... "Ok, you wuss. Look, here's the food!" Suzy commented nonchalantly, grabbing her plate and attacking it with gusto. "Why don't you and Chad come over tonight? We can barbecue, and play cards or something. OK?" I asked, not wishing to be home by myself in the event David was still gone. Chomping at a taco, Suzy shook her head "no"; then after she wolfed it down, said, "Sorry; Chad's brother is in town: gotta entertain him." Stopping, she gulped her beer, then rolled her eyes as she continued, "God! he's such a buff looking guy! I wouldn't mind doing him at all - if only I could think of a way, I'd fuck him until his eyeballs popped out of his head!" "Suzanne!" I giggled, feeling my own nipples tighten and harden, "That's terrible! But that's beside the point; David, and probably Carmen will be there also: come over, and you can bring Chad's brother too." "OK; sound like fun." she agreed, after thinking it over a minute or two; then finishing her food and draining her beer with one hand as she ordered another beer with her free hand. ... Making plans for the evening, we paid the cheque and left; I headed to the market first, and bought enough groceries for a four-star barbecue: chicken, shrimp, gucomole, salsa, tortillas - the works. Then home, where I was actually glad to discover that David was home. "Hey! I thought you were in Montana?" He asked as he helped me unload the car and carry the groceries into the kitchen. "I was; but I didn't want to the bother your father with my selfishness; he's a busy man with an important job with better things to do than worry about me." I lied, shrugging my shoulders, casually shrugging off his question. "Where have you been?" I asked, changing the subject as we put up the groceries. "Where's Carmen?" "I been at school, and last night I rode my first shift; it was totally awesome!" He grinned, putting the beans up into the cupboard. "Leave those out; we're having a party tonight, and I'm going to use those," I said, "and put those onion and tomatoes over there on the counter by the cutting board. So, you liked it?" "It was way too cool!" he gushed, smiling widely. "Carmen's at work; she'll be over later. Are we invited?" "Of course silly; we means us." I laughed, tossing the charcoal to him and telling to take it outside to the deck. I was already busy fixing the beans when David came back in; I was bent over sliding the pot into the oven when I felt his hands on my butt, kneading the my tight, muscular cheeks. "What do we say about a little playtime?" David inquired, dropping his hands to my already hot and ready cunt, as he ground his bulge against the tauntness of my slacks; before even I could open my mouth to respond, he had my slacks unfastened, and his hand as dipping into my wet panties, plunging into my juice-filled cunt. "Wanna fuck, Lucy? Juicy Lucy!" David grunted into my ear, grinding his hardness against my yearning crotch, as he leaned over and licked my ear. I couldn't resist; I had to get fucked: pulling his hand up to my titties, as I groaned, and replied, "Let's go into the bedroom." ... Once upstairs, David wasted no time in slipping my blouse off, and pulling down my slacks; lying me back on the bed, he kissed me powerfully as he hands worked between my spread legs, his practiced hand, inside my panties magically fingering my hard clit and the slickend slit. "Let me suck your dick," I panted, jerking down his shorts until his hard, erect prick sprang out of them like a giant anaconda; "Come up here, baby; I want to feel you in my mouth and taste you." I pleaded as I jacked off his cock with my hand; his juices, thick and rich, were flowing so freely from the tip of the bulbous shaped head of his cock that almost immediately my hand as covered with them - and I wanted to taste it. Mounting my chest, David placed the tip of his cock against my lips; immediately I I opened my mouth and swallowed him deep into my throat, as his pre-ejaculatory juices trickled pleasingly down the back of my throat as he continued to use his masterful thumb against my clitty, and his strong fingers plunged into the folds of my cunt... ... I couldn't stand it; I had to have him inside me: I sucked his dick a few minutes more, and then I yanked my panties off, and demanded that he fuck me in the most coarse, filthy words imaginable as I crammed several fingers into hot little pussy... David wasted no time; rolling me over on to my side, he enetered me from behind: plunging his cock past the engorged lips of my cunt, he fucked me with strong, powerful thrusts as he pinched my nipples... Ah, it felt so good to be fucked again! ... David's tempo increased, and I knew that he was going to shoot his load; and I wanted to feel its' blistering hot wetness on me; so I begged him to come on my tits... "Wanna fuck my titties, David? Wanna shoot that cum all over Lucy's big, Mexican titties? Come on, baby, I want you fuck my titties!" I gasped, cumming for about the umpteenth time... David slid out of me, and as I rolled on to my back, scooping my heaving tits up with my hands, he came - shooting a hot explosive wad of cum trailing across my flat stomach and onto my tits - gleefully, I rubbed the sticky hot wetness of him into my bouncing chest before taking his cock into my mouth and cleaning it off with my swirling tongue... his still-hard cock twitched again, and much to my pleasure, poured another dollop of tasty cum into my mouth ... David, and I still wanted more; but I shooed him again, and got cleaned up; I bathed, pulled my long hair back into a comb, and dressed. Going back down stairs, I busied myself in the kitchen preparing everything for the evening; David was getting ready to leave to pick up Carmen when the delivery truck arrived from the office store. Begging David to show them where to put it, he reluctantly agreed to stick around a little longer and help out; it was a good thing he agreed; when I saw those two big, muscular guys, all sweaty and sexy, I knew that if I stayed alone with them I'd be tipping them by their tip - if you get my drift... ... A wicked thought crossed my mind; why not have a real party? Maybe Suzanne would be more receptive to my intent to seduce her... Going back upstairs, I changed from the simple dress I had donned, and into a see through black halterdress over black lace lingerie. Panting my lips a deep crimson, I applied a little more make-up than I originally intended; then I went downstairs and opening a several capsules, spiked the pitcher of margarita mix that I was going to serve: then as an after thought, I tossed back a capsule myself chased my a cold beer... Sitting out on the deck, I smoked a cigerette, sipping my beer as I awaited my guests' arrival - as well as for the amphetemine to kick in to gear - which it did quite fast; soon I was busy fantasizing about Suzy: seeing her naked, touching her soft, tanned white skin - and kissing her hot little pussy... I was getting quite wet and horny - as well as feeling the drug take its' effect ... My guests arrived, and I wondered if somehow Suze hadn't been a little premonition of her own; she was wearing a tight, sleeveless white silk blouse that her tits exploded from, a dark skirt that barely covered her lush ass, and white lace stockings... And Chad's brother was certainly no slouch either; he really was a buff looking guy - tall, dark and muscualr - and ruggedly handsome. My twat was twitching with excitement in anticipation of sucking on Suzanne's big tits... Fixing the margaritas, I passed them around; and which they slammed down. Within a half hour, I was fixing another pitcher of my spiked specialty. We were all standing on the deck, talking and I noticed that everyone was certainly getting high; everyone was giggling, and talking animatedly with their hands - and I noticed Suzy, standing right next to her brother-in-law, brushing her big juggs against his arm teasingly... "Fuck these are excellent margaritas!" Suzanne exclaimed, tipping back her head and draining her glass before extending for a refill; "You gotta give me the recipe for these!" ... David and Carmen arrived, and the little slut looked as sexy as ever in pink shorts, pink blouse, and pink ribbons in her hair; she would have looked like an innocent little school girl, except her tits poked over the top of her bra, and were quite noticeable in the plunging neckline of her blouse - not to mention her shorts were so tight you could see her panty lines going up the crack of her tight, sweet young ass; I wanted another piece of her tight little ass too... Suzy and Chas, Chad's brother, were engaged in a appearant intimate discussion; she was mashing her tits all over his arm: I steered Chad away from them and over to meet Carmen and David. I noticed that the minute back was turned, Chas's hand was cupping Suzannes' ass nonchalantly. Trying to distract Chad, I introduced him to David and Carmen; soon he and David were involved in an intense discussion about fishing; but he was staring at Carmen's firm young tits between intermittant glaces at her tight, wide pelvis as he spoke. And David was staring at Suzanne - and Carmen was grinning crazily at me. It was certainly going to be interesting to see where this night leads us, I thought! I glanced over at Suzanne, and it looked like she was having the time of her life; her nipples were hard as rocks, poking through her tight blouse, resembling peanut butter cups: and Chas had a bulge in his pants the size of Mount Rushmore. David went into change, and I followed him into make more margaritas, leaving Carmen talking to Chad, blushing shyly as she displayed her tits for his examination all but exposed in her taunt, low-cut blouse... ... Sex was definately in the air, but not quite the way I intended it to be; and I had to do something to get things turned around the way that I wanted them - quickly! But what? I pondered as I mixed and stirred, carefully cutting down the amount of tequila and replacing it with the granules from inside the capsules... ... Suzanne followed me inside several minutes later; giggling as she walked in, she found me in the kitchen and came over close. "I gotta fuck him, Luce! I'm so fucking horny that I can't stand it! And he wants to too!" she exclaimed, grabbing a glass and tossing back a double shot of tequila without hesitation. Turning towards me, I looked into her electrified eyes - and then down at her thick, hard nipples. but before I could think of anything to say, she continued, "He stuck his hand under my dress and fingerbanged me until I thought I was going to cum! I told him I wanted to suck his cock until he shot off on my face!"