From: (Victor)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Young Love 1 (sub wife)1/7
Date: Wed, 16 Oct 1996 12:54:00 GMT

			      Young Love
			      Chapter I
			    The Beginning

	I am rounding the curve, almost home. It has been a long day
of work - housework and shopping IS work, you know - and I am ready to
get home. My husband, Bob, is out of town on business and my son,
Bobby, is away at college. It will be a peaceful evening so I can just
sit around and relax. As I pull into the driveway, I see Ken next door
playing with his dog in his front yard. Ken, 20, grew up with Bobby
and is a year older. I have known Ken since he was four years old. He
is into body building and his muscles look hard as a rock. He is
wearing a tank top today, as usual, to show off his muscles. He also
has on faded cut off blue jeans. He is throwing sticks for his dog to
fetch.

	I go inside and pour myself a large glass of wine. Now to the
bathroom, draw a nice tub of hot water, get in, and relax while
drinking the wine and smoking a cigarette. It feels so good to just
unwind from the stress of the day. As sit in the tub drinking my wine,
I reach for the soap and washcloth and begin bathing. I wash my face
and neck. When my washcloth covered hand reaches my soft white
breasts, my nipples instantly stand to attention. Putting the
washcloth on the side of the tub, I take another swallow of wine and
my bare hand returns to massage my soapy breasts.

	I try to squeeze my nipple but it is so slippery that it keeps
slipping from between my fingers. As I lightly trace little circles
around each nipple, I start to fantasize about making love to an
imaginary lover. My other hand slips between my legs, between my lips
and begins to massage my clit. I have been fantasizing a lot lately
about making love to someone other than Bob. We have been married for
22 years and I was a virgin when we met. I have never made love to
anyone but Bob. The wine must be having an effect on me already
because I have an orgasm very quickly.

	After bathing, I get out of the tub, dry off, and slip into a
sexy white lace bra and lacy white bikini panties. The doorbell rings.
"Who could that be?" I ask myself. I put on my bathrobe and go to the
door. It is Ken.

	"Hi, Ken, come on in."

	"Hello, Penny. Is this a bad time?"

	"Oh no. I just got out of the tub. Care for a glass of wine?"

	"That would be nice."

	I pour two glasses. "Come into the living room and have a
seat."

	Ken sits on the couch and I sit in the soft easy chair across
the room. As I sit in the chair, my robe slides off my legs, exposing
them to within a few inches of my panties. Quickly covering myself
with the robe, I am sure Ken noticed. I know he must have seen my
panties. I am embarrassed, yet, in some strange way, it's stimulating
for Ken to have seen such a private part of me. My heart beat quickens
and I hope I am not blushing.

	His muscles look hard as steel. He rests his leg on the coffee
table and I can see up one leg of his ragged cutoff jeans. He has on
no underwear! I can see his balls and the head of his penis! I wonder
if he is doing this intentionally. I try to look him in the eye, but
my eyes keep wandering down to his crotch. I feel my temperature rise
and I feel flush. I have to fight to keep my eyes in the proper place.

	I get up to get a pack of cigarettes from the coffee table in
front of Ken. As bend over to pick up the cigarettes my robe gaps
open. I know he can see my bra and the swells of my breasts. I wonder
if my firm nipples are showing through my thin bra. I hope not. I am
glad I put on my best bra this evening. He reaches for the lighter. I
have to bend down again for him to give me a light. As I start to put
my hand on my chest to keep my robe closed, I decide not to. I notice
his eyes lower to my breasts. I don't really mind. I hesitate a few
seconds to let him savor the view. It gives me a tingle of excitement
to have him staring at my soft mounds. He really can see no more than
he could if I had on a bathing suit.

	I still think of Ken as a little boy. He has been one of
Bobby's friends for years. His mother is a very good friend and we
chat often. Our families cook out in the back yard together
frequently.

	"I haven't seen you around much lately, Ken, where you been
keeping yourself?"

	"I have a girlfriend and spend a lot of time with her."

	"Who is she?"

	"Oh, you don't know her. My parents don't like her. She is
older than I am."

	"How much older?" I ask as I sit down in the easy chair.

	"She is 36."

	"My god! She's just a couple of years younger than I am," I
think.

	"I thought maybe you could help me with a problem I have."

	Ken has always been able to talk to me about his problems.
Even when he was a little boy, he would come to me with problems he
felt he couldn't discuss with his mother.

	"Sure, what's the problem?" I sneak a glance at his crotch.

	"She likes to dance slow and I never learned how. Would you
teach me?"

	"I'll be glad to. Do you want to start now."

	"Yea, if you don't mind."

	"Ok, I'll put on some nice slow music and teach you how to
dance."

	I put a CD on and motion him to help me move the coffee table
out of the way. Again my robe falls open when I lean over to pick up
the table and this time I couldn't use my hand to keep it closed, if I
wanted to. Ken again gets a long view of my cleavage. I am feeling a
little self conscious now because I may be showing him too much.

	Ready to give Ken his first dance lesson, I stand in the
middle of the floor and he stands in front of me. I have to take his
right hand and put it on my waist. He is very tense as I put my left
hand on his muscular shoulder and take his other hand in mine.

	"Just relax. You will never be a good dancer until you learn
to relax." I really feel strange standing with my arms around Ken. I
hadn't realized how tall he was and for the first time I can tell that
his muscles really are as hard as they look.

	After a few songs Ken is doing great. He learns fast. We sit
down for a few minutes, finish our wine and I pour us each another
glass. By now, I am feeling a little wobbly.

	"Let's dance one more time and then I have to go home."

	"Ok."

	This time Ken pulls me close to his hard body. I am a little
startled as my breast presses into his chest. Not expecting this, I
don't know whether to back away or not. I decide that I won't
embarrass him, and snuggle close. His body is real solid. I can feel
each individual muscle in his shoulder and neck. I can't resist
stroking my hand over his solid muscles.

	He dances like he has been doing it for years. I wonder if
this whole thing had just been a plan to hold me in his arms. He uses
his right hand on the back of my head to press my head against his
shoulder. The sentimental song and the wine make me feel romantic and
for a few seconds I forget who I am with. I offer no resistance. I
close my eyes and rest my head on his strong shoulder. He hugs me
tight for just a second and I hug back. His young athletic body feels
so good against mine. My left hand is rubbing the back of his neck.
Feeling a growing bulge touching my thigh, I know that he is getting
excited.

	I must stop this now before it goes too far. Moving my head
from his shoulder, I try to step back a little. Ken holds his right
arm firmly around me. He takes my hair in his right hand and gently
forces my head back so that I am looking up, right into his baby blue
eyes. He looks down at me for a moment, then leans forward and kisses
me on my mouth! I can't believe it! I have known this kid since he was
four years old! He is like a son to me! I try to pull away.

	"KEN! What are you doing?"

	Ken doesn't answer. He pulls me tight against him and presses
his mouth against mine again. I am so startled at his actions that my
mouth opens and his tongue slips inside.

	I try to protest but the sound is muffled my his tongue in my
mouth.

	I gasp in surprise as his hand finds my right breast and
presses it against my chest! Ken is touching my breast! It feels very
good! I hesitate about a minute and think about what is happening as
Ken fondles me. I want him to continue, but I know that I can't allow
it. It is wrong! I use my free hand and move his hand off my breast. I
wonder if I should tell his mother.

	"Penny, you know you like it," his voice is very calm.

	"It feels very good, Ken, but this is wrong. PLEASE don't do
it again."

	He takes my right hand and holds it with his right hand behind
my back. Now both my hands are useless. One is being held behind my
back, the other is over his shoulder and he is holding me so close to
him that I can't move it. His left hand again finds my breast. He
presses and caresses it. I am helpless to do anything about it. My
breathing increases and my heart is pounding so hard, it feels as if
it will leap out of my chest.

	"Ken, PLEASE don't!" I plead with him. My voice is trembling.

	He holds me very close. He is so strong that I can't escape.
He very slowly slips his hand inside my robe and begins to slide it
into my bra!

	"NO, Ken, PLEASE move your HAND! Let me go... NOW!"

	"Relax, Penny, you know it feels good." His hand is very warm
as it touches the top of my soft rounded swell. It feels incredible!
His fingers spread and just brush against each side of my nipple as
his hand dips further into my bra. My nipple hardens.

	"Please don't do this to me! I don't want to!" I still try to
stop him, but he is determined to feel my breast.

	The skin at the joint between two fingers bend my nipple down
as his hand slowly slides deeper inside my bra. My hard nipple springs
back into his palm. He plays with my breast as I struggle to stop him.

	"KEN, I DON'T want to do this." I am fighting the urge to cry.

	I feel the coarse skin on his hand against the smooth soft
skin of my breast. He takes my hard nipple between his thumb and
forefinger and twists it and pulls on it, not hard, very gently.

	"Noo... ooohhh."

	It feels great but I must stop this. I am NOT that kind of
woman. No one has touched my breasts since I met Bob. I struggle to
get free. My heart pounds savagely. He is so strong that I know that I
will never be able to free myself from his powerful grip.

	He maneuvers me back, pins me against the wall and slides my
robe off my shoulder. He examines my thin white lace bra with the
imprint of my hard nipple protruding through it. He covers my breast
with his hand, now on the outside of my bra. He finds the hook in the
front. His hand moves to it. HE IS GOING TO UNFASTEN MY BRA!!!

	"No, Ken, No. Please don't. Nooo... "

	He unfastens my bra and pushes it aside exposing the milky
white skin of my uncovered breast to the bright room light. He
examines my breast as his finger lightly traces circles around my
stiff nipple.

	It does no good to struggle. I relax my body. I feel so
vulnerable. How did I let myself get into this? Ken clutches my breast
for several minutes. It really feels phenomenal! I am breathing even
deeper now. I hope he doesn't notice how much he is turning me on. I
want him to stop, but yet, I don't want him to stop. I feel so strange
having someone so young and handsome pay so much attention to my bare
breast.

	He lightly presses my soft mound from different angles and
watches it move. He puts his palm over my entire breast and makes
large slow clockwise motions, moving it with his hand. He flattens it
gently and then pulls my nipple again.

	Oh, it feels SO GOOD, particularly when he pulls my nipple! I
am confused. I don't know how to stop him and if I did, would I wish
later that I hadn't?

	He is still caressing my fully displayed flesh and
occasionally pinching my nipple. "When I was ten old, I was here
playing with Bobby and we found some Polaroids of you."

	I know exactly which Polaroids he is talking about. It was
some nudes that Bob had taken of me. I had always hoped that no one
ever saw those photos!

	"I have wanted to play with your tits ever since that day.
They are just a soft and smooth as I imagined. Your tits are even more
beautiful than they were in those pictures 10 years ago and your
nipples are fantastic."

	He moves his hand from my breast and just gazes at it. I
blush. I can't help it. It feels so very good to have my naked
softness petted by a muscular young man but I know than I cannot allow
it and I try to struggle free one more time. When I struggle, he
grasps my breast very hard. It hurts bad. I stop struggling and relax
my body again.

	"Please, Ken, You shouldn't be doing this!" My voice is still
trembling.

	"You know you are enjoying this. I can tell by your
breathing."

	I AM breathing hard, both from struggling and from being
aroused.

	Ken unties the belt on my robe and opens it, revealing my
white bikini panties. His left hand leaves my breast and moves down to
my waist and then even lower. His fingers slide beneath the waistband
of my panties.

	"No, Ken, please. Please stop! Please don't do this to me!
Please don't put your hand in my panties. Don't touch me down there!"

	I begin to tremble all over and my breaths gets deeper. My
knees are weak. I have never been under the control of a man in this
way before. It is both frightening and arousing. I can't escape from
his strong grip.

	His hand slips into my panties and pauses at my thin downy
pubic hair. He twirls his fingers through my hairs and pulls slightly.
Not to hurt me, but only playing. His hand explores my furry pubic
mound and every once in a while he pulls a single hair. He is taking
his time and enjoying toying with me.

	"Please don't touch me there. It's ok to touch my breasts if
you just won't touch me down there. You can do anything you want with
my breasts. Just please don't touch me below the waist." I hope that
if I let him play with my breasts, he will be satisfied and leave my
genitals alone. I am almost crying.

	His fingers touch my puffy outer lips and very lightly examine
their shape and texture. He slides down my left lip and comes back up
the right one.

	I try to put my legs together, but his muscular thigh is
between my legs and I can't get them together. His fingers slowly
explore my lips. I feel myself getting wet! I am really getting turned
on! This is wrong! I move my hips in different directions trying to
get my genitals away from his hand.

	"Ooohh." My voice is almost a whisper. "Ken, Please just play
with my breast. Suck on them for me. Please suck my tit. It feels so
good when you play with my tit. I love it when you pull my nipple.
Oohh." His fingers drag my wetness all over my tingling lips. "Ken,
don't you want to feel my breasts? Pinch my nipple."

	Just as I begin to protest one more time, his finger slides
between my lips, finds my tingling clit and very gently massages it.
The feeling is ecstatic. Another moan escapes my lips.

	My moan is unmistakable. I am helpless. My breathing gets
still deeper.

	He is molesting me at will as his finger slowly works it's way
down to my wet vaginal opening.

	I gasp and my whole body tenses for a second as he easily
slides his finger up into me. It is one of the most wondrous feelings
I have ever had.

	"You are real wet, Penny!"

	"That doesn't mean I want you to fuck me. Please don't. Please
remove your finger. Ken, please. Stop doing this to me." I try to
sound like I'm not turned on, but my voice gives me away.

	He very slowly slides his finger in and out, in and out, in
and out.

	Involuntarily, I spread my legs wider and I rotate my hips
forward and backward in rhythm with his finger.

	My body gets hot all over and wet as perspiration covers me
completely.

	Ken is holding his young athletic body against me. He slides
in another finger, then another, filling my captivated opening with
his fingers, slowly sliding them in and out for several more minutes.
He returns to my swollen clit and I open my legs wider and press my
pubic bone into his palm.

	Breathing very hard now, my chest is rising and falling with
each deep breath, I have completely surrendered myself to this
dominant young man. My willpower has disappeared. My voice is a
whisper.

	"Oohhh, Ken, that feels so good. Please don't stop. I want you
so much!"

	"You have no idea how many times I have fantasized about
fingering your pussy. When you wear those tight shorts and I can see
the outline of your pussy lips, it drives me wild. One time when I was
about 14, I was laying in the floor in this very room and you walked
by me with a dress on and I saw your pussy covered only by your thin
panties. I went home and jerked off while thinking about it. Your body
is just as beautiful as it was then, and your cunt is as wet and hot
as I always imagined it would be." His voice is still calm and cool.

	I look into those blue eyes and with the hand that is trapped
over his shoulder, I bring his head to mine and give him a very long
deep passionate kiss. My tongue wanders into his mouth.

	Ken releases my hands.

	Without breaking our kiss, I put one arm around him and reach
for his crotch with the other. I rub his erect member through his
ragged cutoff jeans. My hand slips inside the leg of his shorts. I
find his hard dick and eagerly wrap my fingers around it. The last
time I saw his penis, it was less than an inch long (he was very young
then). Now it must be 8 inches now and hard as a rock. Pulling it out
the leg of his cutoff, I begin to pump it slowly with my hand. I feel
its swollen mushroom shaped head, its long hard shaft, and I feel the
tuft of rough hair at its base.

	He slides my robe off the other shoulder and it falls to the
floor. My bra also falls off letting both my ashen breasts swing free.
Returning his hand to my pussy, his finger slides between my lips and
finds my clit again, this time on the outside of my saturated panties.
His other hand massages my tits, moving from one to the other and back
again, pinching my nipples and pressing each breast.

	We are gazing into each other's eyes while exploring each
other's most private parts. I really want to feel his cock inside me
now! My mind knows that I shouldn't and that it is wrong, but my pussy
wants his hard dick inside.

	Moving my other hand to the back of his head, I pull him to me
and again lustfully kiss him on the mouth. My tongue wanders into his
mouth and he opens to accept it. My other hand never stops sliding up
and down on his hard rod.

	"I want to kiss it. I want your cock in my mouth. Do you like
to have your dick sucked?" I can't believe I am saying those words.
I've only sucked my husband's cock twice and didn't enjoy it.

	"It's my favorite thing in the whole world."

	I kneel down in front of Ken, unfasten his cutoffs and slide
them down to the floor. I am on my knees admiring his beautiful big
hard dick, his hairy balls, and his muscular thighs. Taking his
massive cock in my hand, I move it to my mouth, open my lips and slide
them over his swollen purple head and begin sucking it like a
Popsicle. I relish the salty moisture on its tip. I savor the musk of
his shaft. Cupping his balls in my hand, I squeeze them gently as I
lick down his long shaft and then lick each fuzzy ball, one at a time.
I take a ball into my mouth and suck it. All the time my hands are
massaging his firm butt. I place his dick in my mouth again and suck
as hard as I can.

	"You suck so good. I always knew that you could suck a dick!"
Now Ken is moaning and breathing so hard he can hardly talk.

	In just a few seconds his dick begins to swell even more and
starts jerking. His cum fills my mouth. I forgot that young boys cum
much sooner than older men. I swallow all his warm salty cum and feel
very disappointed that he came so quickly.

	Snapping back to reality, I ponder what has just happened. I
have done wrong. I have sucked off the little boy next door. I am so
ashamed that I let myself get so carried away. What if Bob finds out?
Will he leave me? I can't look at Ken. I hope he leaves quickly. Will
Bobby find out? Will I be the subject of neighborhood gossip? Will Ken
tell his friends how he got Bobby's Mom to suck him off? Will other
young boys come over expecting a blow job? What if a whole group of
boys come over and hold me down? What would they do to me? It's all my
fault for letting him see the tops of my breasts earlier. I got him
turned on and he couldn't help himself.

	But Ken doesn't leave. He lays me on the floor and kneels
beside me.

	Feeling terribly guilty, I close my eyes so I won't have to
look at him.

	He removes my panties. He spreads my legs and kneels between
them.

	I am too humiliated to resist. I just lay limp on the floor.

	His hands lightly glide all over my pussy as he examines it
visually for the first time. I have very thin pubic hair and he has no
trouble seeing my pussy in the bright daylight. He spreads open my
engorged lips and investigates my slit. He bends over and kisses my
downy pubic area. His kisses drift between my outer lips and down to
my wet opening. His tongue slowly dips inside me!

	It feels great. My breathing again is very deep. I put my
hands on his head and run my fingers through his hair.

	His tongue wanders all around inside my hot pussy. He slides
it in and out. I feel his tongue work its way up between my wet inner
lips, licking very quickly as it slowly inches its way up to my
awaiting clit. He licks my clit several times quickly with his tongue.

	"That feels wonderful."

	He sucks my clit into his mouth and moves it in and out, in
and out, squeezing tightly on it each time it passes between his wet
lips.

	"Don't stop. Please don't stop!"

	My hips raise up off the floor to his mouth. I am breathing
very hard. My skin begins to tingle all over. All my muscles tense at
once.

	"I'm cumming! Ooohh! I'm cumming! Suck my pussy!"

	After several unimaginable minutes of orgasm, my body relaxes
and Ken moves up and lays on top of me. It feels so good to have this
strong young body laying on me. I wrap my arms around him and hug him
tightly. My legs are spread and laying flat on the floor. We kiss
passionately.

	Ken moves his head down to my breasts. He licks around each
sensitive nipple. Then gently sucks a nipple into his mouth. He sucks
on first one breast then the other. His tongue flicks each nipple. He
kisses my neck and sucks on my earlobe and I feel his hot breath
blowing in my ear. Then he again kisses me on the mouth. It is a very
long tender erotic kiss.

	I wrap my arms around him and stroke his muscular back with
both hands. I rub his neck and the back of his head. I feel something
move between my legs. He is getting hard again! Something else I
forgot about young boys. Their hard-ons return very quickly.

	Without using his hands Ken moves his hips and his penis is
rubbing between my still wet pussy lips! We both are breathing
passionately again.

	"Oh, Ken. Put it in me. I need you to fuck me. Please fuck
me." I can only talk between breaths.

	My legs are spread as wide as I can get them. I reach down and
take his rigid dick in my hand and guide it to my wet opening. He
gently slides just the head in. He moves it around real slow. Never
putting it in very far. He is teasing me! He is driving me wild!

	"Ken I want it all. Fuck me hard!"

	He drills the whole thing inside in one hard stroke. It is
marvelous. It completely fills my pussy.

	I wrap my legs around his waist and he begins to thrust. Up
and down, in and out. It feels SO GOOD! I can feel the head and veins
of his powerful dick sliding on my inside walls. He is great! Pumping
with long powerful strokes, he thrusts and thrusts and thrusts. He is
driving me wild with excitement. Lasting much longer this time, he
cups my breast in one hand and I grab his round firm butt in both my
hands. My groin starts to tingle again and I know I am about to cum
another time. My muscles are tensing again and I have that wonderful
feeling of orgasm. I feel Ken's dick swell inside me and begin its
jerking motion that tells me he is cumming also.

	Ken collapses on top of me with his dick still inside my
listless pussy. He kisses me again. Does this man-child never get
tired? I want to put my legs together but he is laying between them.
His tongue probes the inside of my mouth. In just a few minutes I feel
his dick, which is still inside me, swelling one more time. He starts
a very slow shallow pumping motion with his hips.

	"Penny, I have fantasized about fucking you since I learned
about fucking. I used to jerk off so many times while thinking about
you after coming over here to play with Bobby. I loved the way you
used to wear your fingernails long and when I watched you smoke I used
to dream it was my cock you were putting between those wet red lips."

	"Oh, Ken, I had no idea!" I had never thought about me being
in someone else's fantasy.

	He is pumping very slowly. One hand is fondling my naked
breast. My pussy is getting wetter and wetter. I can feel his cum from
the previous time running down the crack of my ass and getting the
carpet wet. His kisses are tender and long. I stick my tongue into his
mouth and rub his back with one hand and the back of his neck and head
with the other. I am breathing passionately again!

	"Oh, Ken this feels so good!" I spread my legs wide apart and
flat on the floor, too tired to wrap around his waist. My pelvis is
moving in rhythm with his. His dick is completely hard again and fills
my pussy. My groin begins to tingle again and I know yet another
orgasm is fast approaching.

	At that moment he pulls his swollen dick out of my pussy.

	"No!" I scream. "Please don't stop!"

	"Turn over, Penny, and lay on your stomach."

	I frantically do as instructed. I've GOT to have that cock
back inside me! Ken is in complete control of me as he has been the
whole time. I feel the soft fur of the carpet against my swollen tits.
It feels very warm. I spread my legs as wide as possible to accept his
huge dick into my eager cunt. He kneels between my legs then lays on
top of me. I feel his dick between my pussy lips.

	He slides it between my lips then deep into my wildly
sensitive pussy.

	I am laying flat on the carpet on my stomach with my legs
spread as wide as possible. He slowly moves his full-grown dick in and
out, up and down. I move my butt up and down in rhythm with him. It
feels so good. My skin starts to tingle all over my body. I want to
hug him but I am on my stomach and can't reach him. I am near orgasm
again. He pulls out before I cum.

	"No! Don't stop! I want to cum!"

	He turns me over and puts his knees on each side of my head.

	His enormous dick is right in front of my mouth. I hold it in
my hand and lick our love juices off his shaft.

	He bends over and presses his tongue between my swollen pussy
lips and begins licking my clit.

	I open my mouth and accept his dick into it as he does the
same with my clit. I've read about this position but never done it. I
am doing 69 with the kid next door!

	He moves his hips up and down. He is fucking my face! I love
it!

	I feel my crotch tingling again. My muscles tighten, I loose
my breath. I am about to cum. I feel his dick swell in my mouth. I
start another orgasm.

	Ken continues to lick my pussy and suck my clit into his
mouth. His huge dick starts jerking and his cum strikes the back of my
throat. I swallow every drop. I suck him hard, wanting more sweet cum.

	I am still cumming!

	Ken's dick begins to shrink and he collapses with his full
weight on me and his soft dick all the way in my mouth. His pubic hair
is tickling my chin and his balls on my nose.

	I am still cumming!

	Ken is still sucking my clit. I have never cum this long
before. I have never cum this many times before.

	I am still cumming! I can't breathe. My heart in pounding.

	I am still cumming!

	Ken's soft dick is still in my mouth.

	I am still cumming! I suck strongly on his dick. My legs are
beginning to cramp from being so tense so long. I put my arms around
Ken and hug him as tight as I can. I continue sucking his limp dick.

	Finally the waves of orgasm are slowing. I thought I would
die! It was the strongest orgasm I have ever had in my life. My body
finally relaxes. Ken's dick is still in my mouth. It gets half hard. I
suck just a few more minutes and he shoots a small load in my mouth
and he relaxes with his head at my pussy and his dick still in my
mouth.

	Ken very lightly traces my sore pussy lips with his finger. I
know he is examining it and I am happy that he wants to. I want him to
know every fold of skin in my most private area.

	I remove his dick from my mouth and examine it. All these
years, and I've never looked at a cock this closely. I examine his
furry balls and study where they meet his butt. I feel the nuts in his
sacks. I explore the veins in his protrusion.

	After about 30 minutes of both of us exploring and studying
each other, Ken gets up, gets dressed, walks over and gives me a sweet
kiss on the mouth. I am still laying naked on the living room floor.

	"Thanks Penny, you're the best. I have to go home now. Mom
will be wondering where I am."

	"Thank you, Ken. You were wonderful. I must have a submissive
streak in me. I loved being under your control like that. I hope we
keep this little episode just between us. If anyone else found out, it
could cause a lot of problems."

	"Don't worry, it'll be out secret. Bye now."

From: (Victor)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Young Love 2 (sub wife)2/7
Date: Tue, 15 Oct 1996 13:05:21 GMT

			      Young Love
			     Chapter II
			   One Month Later

	I haven't seen Ken, since that fateful day about a month ago.
Deep down inside, I would like for it to happen again. It has given me
a whole new outlook on life. I feel so much more sensuous and have so
much more confidence in myself. I've started painting my nails again
and wearing the red lipstick that Ken admired. I've bought myself sexy
new lingerie. Bob even commented on how attentive I've been to him.
When we make love, I feel much more passion than I've ever felt and I
have multiple orgasms almost every time.

	I am on my way home from work and Bob is away on another
business trip. I really would like to see Ken again. My heart begins
to throb as I round the curve and see Ken in his yard. Then my heart
sinks as I see another guy in the yard with him.

	"Damn."

	When I get out of the car, I wave at Ken and he waves back.
Damn, why does that other guy have to be there? We could have had
another wonderful afternoon.

	I get a bottle of wine from the fridge and begin pouring.
There is a knock on the door. It's Ken and his friend.

	"Hi, Penny, this is Steve."

	Steve is a older than Ken, about 28 or 29, taller, and built
just as well. He has dark hair, brown eyes, and is about 6'2" and
about 200 pounds. Both are wearing tank tops and shorts to show off
their muscles. I am a little apprehensive. Why has Ken brought this
guy here?

	"Hello, Steve, it's nice to meet you." We shake hands.

	"It's nice to meet you, Penny. I've heard a lot about you from
Ken."

	I know my face is red as I look toward Ken.

	"Steve and I work out together. We talk a lot while we work
out."

	"What did you say about me, Ken?" I say with a stern voice. I
am anxious to hear the answer.

	Ken puts his strong arms around me, pulls me tightly to him,
and kisses me on the mouth.

	"Ken!"

	With his arms still around me, Ken said, "Your mouth is so
beautiful. You're lipstick tastes like candy. It's okay, Penny,
Steve's cool."

	"Ken, it's not okay! I am a respectable woman and I don't go
around kissing young men in public."

	"This is not public. It is in your house."

	"I am a married woman and I don't kiss young men anywhere!" I
try to push away from Ken.

	He holds his arms around me and clutches my lower body tight
against his. Why did he have to bring Steve here? I would love to have
sex with him, but not with Steve here.

	Ken kisses me on the mouth again. Unable to resist, I put my
arms around his neck and kiss back for just a few seconds. His tongue
is wonderful. I decide that he probably has told Steve about our late
afternoon escapade last month.

	Steve moves real close behind me and presses his hard body
right up against mine. I am caught in a sandwich between the two burly
young men. Steve places a hand on each side of my pelvis and pulls my
rear end tight against him. Feeling a hard lump at his crotch, I try
to squirm free, but I only seem to excite Steve as my butt wiggles
across his crotch. Each one of them is holding me tight and I can't
move very much. Steve's hands wander up my rib cage until he has a
hand under each of my armpits. I can't lower my arms from Ken's neck
because of the way Ken is holding me. I know what is coming next.

	"No! Stop this right now!" I try to sound firm.

	Ken holds me tight against him.

	Steve's hands slide forward until he has each one of my
breasts covered by his large palms. I was afraid this would happen. He
squeezes my breasts several times. He pushes them up, then he gropes
with them some more. He finds my hardened nipples and pinches them
through my bra.

	I try to protest, but Ken has his tongue in my mouth.

	As Steve continues to fondle my breasts, I feel his groin
hunching against my butt. He leans over and kisses me passionately on
the neck while Ken is still kissing me on the mouth. The hair stands
up on my neck.

	I tear my lips free. "No! I will not allow this! This is too
kinky for me!"

	Steve's right hand leaves my breast, moves to my buttocks and
begins massaging my right butt cheek. He sucks my earlobe into his
mouth, blowing his hot breath on my ear. He rubs my breast with his
left hand and my behind with his right for several minutes. He works
my skirt up over my bottom and slides his hand into my panties as his
tongue explores my ear. I am glad I wearing the garters and hose and
lacy black panties I bought last week. I feel his large coarse hand
wander all over the bare skin of my rump and his hot breath on my ear.

	"Please stop. I don't want this!"

	I am getting so turned on, I feel like a slut. I try to feel
angry. Where do these guys get off, coming in my house and trying to
have their way with me. I don't want this to happen, but they won't
stop.

	Steve gets on his knees behind me and lowers my panties to my
ankles.

	Ken rubs my breast. He kneads it very gently through my blouse
and bra with his sensitive hand.

	Steve lifts my feet, one at a time, off the floor and removes
my underwear. He leaves my high heels on. He unfastens my skirt and
pulls both it and my half slip to the floor. Naked from the waist
down, I can feel Steve staring at my bare butt. He leans forward and
kisses it.

	"Please don't," I beg, trying one more time to stop them.

	While Ken continues to kiss me, he fondles my breast through
my blouse and bra.

	Wrapping both his hands around my right ankle, Steve moves it
about a foot away from the left one.

	Ken is holding me off balance and I can't get my legs back
together. I wish I were alone with Ken. I would love to have sex with
him again, have him cum in my mouth and pussy. I am so turned on, it
is unbelievable. I have never even fantasized about two men at the
same time, and here it is happening!

	Steve's hands, still both wrapped around my right ankle begin
to slowly slide up my hose clad leg. As they slowly work their way up
over my calf, I can feel a palm on each side of my calf, fingers in
front on my shin bone, thumbs in back. I am glad I shaved my legs this
morning. When he reaches about half way up my leg, he pauses and
tickles the back of my knee with his thumbs. It feels very good. Steve
has found one of my erogenous zones!

	I start to kiss Ken passionately. After he unbuttons my blouse
and pushes it off my shoulders, he reaches behind me, unhooks my low
cut black bra and it falls to the floor between us. He takes my newly
liberated breast in his hand and gently presses it. I start groaning
continuously.

	Steve's hands resume their journey up my leg. They stretch my
garters and let them snap back against my thighs. When they reach just
below my crotch, his left hand (the one between my legs) stops and his
right hand continues up to rub and knead my bare butt. He moves my
right cheek all around and then just slides his hand all over my rear
end.

	Nobody's ever paid so much attention to my ass. It feels good.
I move my bare bottom in circles. His left hand slides up my now wet
inner thigh and touches my puffy labia.

	"Oohh!" I freeze.

	He slides his hand forward, between my legs, up to my pubic
bone and toys with my hairs for a few seconds, then moves back down to
the top of my split and moves his finger down the entire length of my
crevice and back up, never dipping between my lips, just feeling the
crack where they meet. The feeling is unbelievable. I want his fingers
between my lips. For several minutes, Steve explores my cunt lips then
finally, he slips a finger between them and up into my wet and willing
pussy.

	I gasp yet again and spread my legs a little wider. I start
humping his hand fast.

	Ken bends over and takes a nipple into his mouth. He sucks it
hard, but not hard enough to hurt.

	Steve slips more fingers up me. I can't tell how many. He
slides them in and out. I arch my back, sticking my butt back to
Steve.

	"Oh, Christ! I can't stand it," I hear myself say. "Let's go
to the bedroom."

	Steve stands up and we walk to the bedroom. I am in middle and
both guys have their arms around me. I feel awkward as I am the only
one who is naked. I am sure both the boys are watching my breasts
jiggle as we walk down the hallway. Feeling proud, I hold them out as
far as I can.

	When we get to the bedroom, I turn the covers all the way back
to the floor and lay down on the king size bed to watch the boys get
undressed. I have seen Ken's magnificent naked body before, so I am
really eager to see Steve. He doesn't disappoint me. His body is
fantastic. Larger and more mature that Ken's and a lot hairier. His
organ is erect and gigantic.

	"One of you go back to the living room. I want to have sex
with both of you, but only one at a time."

	They both get on the bed with me. One on each side.

	"No! Only one at a time. One of you must go to the other
room."

	"No, Chickie, we are friends. We will fuck you together,"
Steve announces.

	"My name is not 'Chickie.' I won't have sex with both of you
at the same time," I assert as I sit up on the bed.

	Steve puts his hand on my breast and pushes me back to a
reclining position. He bends over and kisses me on the mouth for the
first time. My first impression is of the stubble of his beard on my
chin and below my nose. He slips his tongue into my mouth. He takes my
left hand and places it on his incredibly huge organ.

	I wrap my fingers around it and begin stroking. I can barely
reach around it.

	Ken puts my right hand on his member also. It feels so bizarre
and exciting to have a cock in each hand. I have never done that
before.

	As I kiss Steve deeply and play with both hard dicks, each one
of them fondles a breast. It feels strange having two people play with
my breasts. Ken feels the right one gently and tenderly. Steve, in
contrast, is harsh, to the point of being painful.

	"I told you she had great tits!"

	Now I know Ken has told. I wonder how many other people he has
told.

	"You were right, Dude. Penny, your knockers are great."

	I feel anger and embarrassment and flattered. Anger at Ken for
telling about our escapade and embarrassment at the two of them
talking about my naked breasts. And proud that two handsome young
studs find me so exciting.

	Ken slides down and begins sucking on the breast he is playing
with and soon Steve does the same. I have wondered how it would feel
to have both breasts sucked at the same time and it is wondrous. I
feel like a bitch dog suckling two puppies. "Oohh, yes, that's it.
That's fantastic."

	I spread my legs as Steve's hand slips down to my most private
pubic area. His finger enters my split at the very top, slides down
between my lips to my clit and begins to harshly rub it.

	"Ouch. Not so hard. It hurts."

	"That's ok, Chickie, it'll feel good in a minute when you get
used to it."

	I don't like being called "Chickie". I am beginning not to
like Steve so much. He is much cruder than Ken. He places both my
outer lips between his thumb and forefinger and pulls. He crams his
finger into my wet vagina.

	I yelp, but it's already starting to feel good.

	He fingers me for several minutes while they both continue to
suck my breasts. I get very wet. He returns to my clit and again
coarsely rubs it. This time it feels really fabulous.

	"Oh, yes."

	"Didn't I tell you she was hot!"

	I could tell that Ken was trying to impress his older,
unrefined friend.

	"You found her, Dude. You fuck her first."

	I don't like the way that sounded. I feel very sleazy, like a
whore. I don't like the way this is going.

	"No. Not while Steve is in here."

	Ken immediately rolls over on me and gently eases his penis
into me. I can't fight it. I'm too hot. It feels so good. As I put my
arms around his back, I raise my legs and move in rhythm with him.

	"Oh yes. Oh yes. Do it. Yes." I really enjoy Ken. He is good,
but it is weird having sex with someone while someone else is in the
bed watching.

	Steve takes my left hand from Ken's back and puts it back on
his huge cock. I pump my hand up and down on his gigantic shaft. He is
still roughly probing my breast. Ken continues to thrust his dick deep
inside my orifice.

	I'm jacking Steve real hard. "Oh yes. Yes. I love it."

	Ken begins to breath very hard and his muscles all tense at
once. I feel his dick shooting its juice into me. He relaxes for a few
seconds, allowing all his weight to rest on me, then he rolls off onto
the bed beside me.

	In an instant, Steve rolls over onto me and rams his massive
dick into my surprised pussy.

	I cry out in pain as his gigantic organ stretches me to the
limit. I feel like I have been impaled on a baseball bat. Tears come
to my eyes.

	Steve slams into me time after time. After a very few minutes,
my pussy adjusts to his huge size and it begins to feel incredibly
good, even better than Ken's sweet cock was.

	"Oh! Oh. Shit yes! Fuck me! Fuck me hard and nasty! Oh Steve,
I love it. Fuck me like a WHORE!"

	Steve is thrusting so hard that my breasts are bouncing all
over my chest, almost hitting my chin. I pull him to me, roughly kiss
his stubbly face, stick my tongue in his mouth, and rub my hands all
over his back and ass. Steve is an animal. I have never experienced
anything like this in my wildest dreams.

	Ken reaches over and begins to fondle my breast, paying a lot
of attention to my very hard, very long nipple. He sucks my nipple
into his mouth and nibbles on it.

	"Oh! Shit!"

	I feel my body begin to tingle and feel a fast approaching
orgasm. I reach down and wrap my fingers around Ken's cock, which has
already become hard again. I thrust my pelvis as high as I can.

	"I'm cumming! Fuck me harder! Harder, you bastard!"

	I'm screaming so loud it hurts my throat.

	Steve is still thrusting. He hasn't cum yet. He has much more
staying power than Ken. I am still pumping Ken's organ with my hand.
Suddenly Steve turns me over very quickly jerking my nipple out of
Ken's mouth and my hand away from Ken's dick. He reaches around my
waist and pulls me on my knees and elbows before I know what has
happened. He quickly jams his gigantic cock back into me from the rear
and resumes his hard thrusts.

	"Oh God yes. Fuck me like a dirty bitch dog. Yes. More!"

	"Ken, fuck her in the mouth!"

	Ken obeys his older friend and moves around to my head, puts
his legs on each side of me and leans back against the headboard
sitting up. His hard cock is right in front of my face pointing
straight up at my lips.

	"Fuck my mouth, Ken. I need it in my mouth."

	I open my lips and lower them over Ken's excited maleness. I
can taste my love juices, mixed with his cum, still on him. I move my
head up and down as I suck on him. I really like pleasing Ken. He is
such a nice young man. I make purring slurping noises as I eat his
lovely dick.

	Ken reaches down on each side of my head and finds my wildly
swinging breasts and caresses them both. Steve wraps one hand around
my waist and finds my clit and kneads it roughly. With his other hand,
he slaps my butt, hard. It is very loud and stings a lot.

	Ken sees what Steve did and begins slapping my breasts. It is
painful, but not excruciating.

	As he slaps the outside of each breast, it swings toward the
other and they slap together.

	Steve again slaps my butt. My butt is stinging and both
breasts are beginning to sting. Steve is still rubbing my clit and
pumping my pussy real hard. I am engulfed by all the fiery
stimulation. I feel those familiar sensations and I know I am near to
an orgasm.

	"I love it. Slap my ass. Fuck me. Rub my pussy!!!"

	I lower my head and take in as much of Ken into my mouth as I
can.

	Just before I reach the moment of no return, Steve pulls out
of me.

	"No! Fuck me! Please don't stop! Treat me like a cheap whore,"
I beg desperately. I'll die if I don't cum.

	"Hold her arms, Ken."

	Ken wraps his hands around each of my wrists. I am surprised.
I don't know what to expect.

	Steve grabs my legs and jerks my knees out from under me. I am
now flat on my stomach with Steve kneeling between my legs and my face
in Ken's crotch. Steve takes his dick in his hand and eases it between
my cheeks of my ass, to my anus.

	"No!"

	I squeeze my sphincter muscles as tight as I can to keep him
out, but Steve is too well lubricated and he slowly pushes into my
rectum.

	When I open my mouth to scream,, Steve pushes my head down so
that my open mouth engulfs Ken's hard dick.

	"Relax your butt, Chickie, and it won't hurt so much."

	It is so painful, l will try anything. I try to relax. Steve
is laying with all his weight on me. After a few minutes of
concentration, gasping around Ken's big hard cock, I manage to relax
my anal muscles. It starts to feel good to have Steve's immense cock
sliding in and out of my hugely stretched ass.

	Ken is really enjoying the blow job, telling what a fine
cocksucker I am. My saliva shines on his shaft, drips down my chin. I
really starting to enjoy having Steve fuck my ass. He is pushing all
the way into me, where nothing has ever been before. I feel full,
gloriously full. My clit begins tingling again, more wildly than
before. Could I be near orgasm from being ass fucked? Yes! I shudder
and shake like an earthquake. My second orgasm starts!

	Steve puts his hand on the back of my head and presses it all
the way down on Ken's dick. It goes all the way down my throat. I gag.
I try to pull my head up, but Steve keeps it pressed down. My orgasm
continues, goes on and on forever. My clit tingles like someone is
rubbing it, but no one is. I force my head up and catch two quick
breaths. Steve's body begins to shudder as wildly as mine is and I
feel his dick spurting a huge load of cum up my ass. I am still
cumming. Steve is cumming. I didn't know I could have an orgasm from
butt fucking. Finally my orgasm subsides and Steve collapses on top of
me. I am exhausted. Steve eventually rolls off me.

	"Ok, Kid, your turn to fuck her in the ass."

	I am too tired to object.

	But Ken rolls me over on my back, spreads my legs and eases
into my tired, sore pussy. I am so glad that it is Ken fucking me now,
instead of big rough Steve. I open my legs to accept him. Ken gently
eases in and out, up and down. My hips begin rising and falling and I
hear myself grunting like an animal.

	Steve begins to fondle my tender breasts again. I am sore all
over.

	"Not so hard. They're tender."

	My pussy again begins to tingle. I am about to cum again. My
body begins to shake uncontrollably. Steve moves around to my head and
places his limp dick just above my mouth.

	My third orgasm begins. I have to open my mouth to breathe.
Steve lowers his soft dick into my mouth. I thought it would be
repulsive since it had been up my ass just a few minutes ago, but it
isn't. I can taste a little rectum on it, but it isn't bad. I begin
sucking hungrily. My orgasm continues. Nothing exists except my
convulsing pussy and my sucking mouth. Steve massages my breasts. It
hurts, but the pain only makes my orgasm better.

	Ken's body tenses and he begins to shoot his load into my
exhausted pussy. This orgasm goes on forever. I am still sucking
Steve's dick and Ken is still fucking me. Steve plays with my tits. At
last, my orgasm subsides.

	Steve's dick begins to swell and I continue to suck it. It
swells so big that I think my lips will rip in two. Thankfully, in
just a few seconds he empties his jizm into my mouth. I swallow as
much as I can. He removes his hard dick from my mouth and I feel like
my jaws won't close.

	Steve rolls off the bed and begins to get dressed.

	"Come on, Dude, we gotta split."

	Ken starts to get off the bed.

	"Ken, please stay with me for a little while."

	"Okay. You go ahead, Steve, I'll see you tomorrow at workout."

	Steve leave leaves and Ken turns to me. "I'm sorry, Penny. I
didn't know he would be so rough. He's really a nice guy."

	"Just come here and lay down."

	He does.

	"Put your arms around me and hold me for a few minutes."

	We turn to face each other and embrace. Tears roll down my
cheeks. I think back on what has happened the last two hours. I was
really turned on and had three orgasms. It was great. Then why do I
feel so bad?

	Ken rubs my bare back. I do the same to him. He is so sweet
and gentle. It feels so good to feel his naked body next to mine.

	I know why I feel bad. I feel cheap and trashy like a $5
whore. I just got fucked by two men, in the pussy and in the ass, and
I sucked them both off and swallowed their cum. They played with my
tits and pussy. They fingered me. One of these men, I didn't even
know. And nothing's ever felt so good. I begin to realize just how
much a slut I really am. I love everything that they did to me

	Ken wipes the tears from my cheeks and kisses me on the end of
my nose. He very lightly touches his lips to mine. Ken is so nice and
understanding. I kiss him back. It is a very soft kiss.

	"Penny, you're the greatest fuck in the world. I wish you
could have seen yourself cumming. You were so beautiful, so sexy with
your smeared lipstick and those nasty hose and heels."

	I feel his cock move against my thigh. His words fill me with
another rush of need. I roll over onto my back and pull Ken on top of
me. I spread my legs and his hard dick is at my vagina. It very slowly
and gently slips inside me.

	My voice is a whisper. "Oh, Ken. I love for you to fuck me. I
love turning you on. I love doing nasty things for you."

	Ken slides in and out of me very slowly and tenderly, with
very long strokes.

	It is like watching a XXX movie on the VCR in super slow
motion. I see myself as he's described me, waving my heels high in the
air, humping as slowly as he is, my red nails digging into his
muscular young ass. With each out-stroke, he pulls all the way out and
then slides the whole thing all the way back in as far as it will go,
very slowly. It is the sweetest, most tender fuck I have ever had.

	This continues for almost an hour and then my clit begins to
catch fire again. Goose bumps pop up all over my body. Ken senses that
I am near orgasm and it causes him to go over the edge also. Ken
begins shorter and faster and harder strokes. We cum together for a
long time.

	Ken lays on top of me for several minutes after it is over. He
gets up and gets dressed, comes over to the bed and kisses me good-by.

	"Thanks, Penny, you're the best in the world."

	"Thank you, Ken. Bye."

	I close my eyes for just a moment and don't wake up until
morning. I must get ready for another day.

From: (Victor)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Young Love 3 (sub wife)3/7
Date: Wed, 16 Oct 1996 12:55:23 GMT

			      Young Love
			     Chapter III
			    The Next Week

	It is Friday evening and Bob is attending a week-end trade
show and won't be home until Sunday night late. Bobby is coming home
from college for the weekend tomorrow and I am really looking forward
to seeing him. It's been over a month now. I am terribly lonesome as I
am home by myself drinking my third glass of wine and smoking too many
cigarettes while watching some stupid program on TV.

	Under my sweat pants and sweat shirt, I'm wearing a new bra
and panty set I bought just after Ken and Steve fucked me. The bra is
so low cut my areoles are visible and the panties are really just a
g-string. I've just done my nails. I'm wearing make up even though I
know no one is around to notice. I feel wicked and horny and lonely.

	The phone rings.

	"Hello."

	"Hi, Penny, this is Ken."

	My body starts to tingle just hearing his voice. I am so glad
to hear from him. "Hi, Ken."

	"Is it okay if I come down. I see Bob's car is not there."

	"Is anyone with you?" I hope he is alone. I am not going to
let him come down if anyone else is with him.

	"Only my girlfriend, Ann."

	"Oh." I hope I don't sound disappointed. I really wish he was
alone. "Sure, come on down."

	I hurry into the bedroom, wanting to be pretty for him, even
though he's bringing his girlfriend. I fix my lipstick, knowing how
much he likes it. I'm just stepping into the closet, looking for
something nice to wear, when there is a knock on the door. It is Ken
and Ann.

	"Penny, this is Ann."

	"Hello, Ann, it's a pleasure to meet you. You two come in." We
shake hands.

	Ann is very tall. About 5'11" with wavy red hair cascading
over her shoulders. She is stunning. Her skin is very white with
almost no freckles. Her face is as impeccably made up as my own. Ann
is wearing a very short black leather skirt and a white blouse. She is
much older than Ken (I would estimate about 34-35), and one of the
most beautiful women I have ever seen. I can see why Ken has fallen
for her. It makes me jealous.

	I feel very drab in my sweat pants and sweat shirt.

	I fix them each a glass of wine and pour myself my fourth
glass of the night. Ken and Ann sit on the couch and I take the easy
chair across the room. We make small talk and have several more drinks
for almost an hour.

	We begin to talk about the dancing lessons I gave Ken several
weeks ago.

	"I want to thank you, Penny, for teaching Ken to dance. He is
really a good dancer now. He was too embarrassed to ask me to teach
him."

	Surely he didn't tell Ann how that dance lesson ended.

	"Why don't we dance now?" Ken suggests.

	"Okay," agrees Ann.

	"I'll put on some music while you two move the coffee table,"
I add.

	I put on a CD of old love songs.

	Ken and Ann begin to dance. They dance very close, pressing
their bodies tightly together. They are a very nice looking couple. I
get jealous again watching Ken hold her so close.

	After the first song, Ken asks me to dance and I accept. I am
a little wobbly from all the wine tonight. He holds me close up
against him and rest my head on his shoulder. He does dance very good.
I close my eyes and fantasize. I wish Ann weren't here. I would like
to take Ken to the bedroom.

	All too soon the song is over. I don't want to stop.

	"Okay. You've each danced with me, but you haven't danced with
each other."

	"Oh, Ken, don't be silly." I am appalled at his suggestion.

	"It's okay with me, if Penny doesn't mind. I'd love to dance
with her."

	Before I can object, Ann walks over to me and puts both arms
around my waist. The next song starts. I don't know how to get out of
this gracefully, so I put my arms on Ann's shoulders and we begin to
dance. Ann gently pulls me against her. Her body is so soft. Her
beautiful red hair tickles my face. I have to lay my head on her
shoulder to keep her hair pressed down so it doesn't tickle me. I have
never danced slow with another woman.

	Ann strokes my back with both her hands. One hand slips under
my sweat shirt. It is incredibly soft and smooth as it glides so
effortlessly across my back. She very lightly slides her soft hand up
to my shoulder.

	A very low moan escapes my mouth. I snuggle up even closer to
Ann. Her soft body feels so good against mine. I can feel her breasts
pressing on my chest, just above my breasts. Her legs brush against
mine. It feels so weird to dance with another woman. I have never been
this close to another woman in my adult life.

	Her hand drifts down my back, across my bra and unhooks it.

	I put my lips on Ann's neck and softly kiss it.

	Her hand slips around to my chest and cups one of my breasts
underneath my unfastened bra.

	"Oh, Ann."

	It feels phenomenal! I have never had such a feeling in my
life. Her hands are incredibly soft and smooth on my breast. I look up
at Ann and without thinking, I kiss her on the mouth. I taste the
candy of her lipstick and know she's tasting mine too. It is my first
kiss with a woman.

	Ann kisses me back, oh so warmly and tenderly. Her tongue
enters my mouth. She licks my tongue, the roof of my mouth, my gums,
my teeth, my lips at the same time she fondles my sensitive breast.

	The room seems to get real hot. Goose bumps pop up all over my
body. My vagina gets wet and my clit tingles.

	I lower my arms to the buttons on this beautiful redhead's
blouse. My trembling hands slowly unbutton the top button. I pause to
see if she is going to object, then I tentatively move my quivering
hands to the next button. I feel like I'm dreaming as I watch my long
red nails work. As I unfasten the second button, I notice she doesn't
have on a bra. Lingering a few moments, I move to the next button and
finally the bottom one. My eyes don't move from her cleavage. I slowly
open her blouse and slide it off her soft shoulders. I uncover the
most beautiful breasts I have seen in my life! They are about a "C"
cup and contoured perfectly, with only a very small amount of sag. The
skin on her breasts is creamy white with large, perfectly round
reddish areoles surrounding pencil eraser size nipples in the center.
I place my hand on one of her breasts.

	Ann moans lightly.

	Her succulent breast is so incredibly soft and pliable. I
compress it gently to feel its softness. I push it up high on her
chest then move it around in circles. I tug on her hard nipple. I am
fascinated playing with her breasts!

	Ann moans again as she squeezes my breast and slides her other
hand under the elastic of my sweat pants and under my panties and rubs
my bare bottom.

	"It feels so good," I whisper. I feel my panties getting
wetter and wetter.

	I lower my head, take one of Ann's pristine nipples into my
mouth and suck on it. I lick it and lick circles around it. It feels
so good to suck her soft breast.

	Ann's breathing deepens considerably.

	I haven't sucked a woman's breast since I was a baby. I feel
her smooth skin around my mouth. I put my hand on her other breast,
cuddle it then play with her hard nipple.

	Ann pulls me up straight, raises my hands over my head, slips
my sweat shirt over my head and drops it on the floor. When I lower my
arms, my unhooked bra slips off my shoulders. She stands in front of
me, inspecting my naked breasts.

	I hold my stomach in, shoulders black and stick them out. I
hope she likes them.

	She smiles and places a hand on each of my breasts. She moves
them around all over my chest. She holds each nipple and shakes my
breasts. Oh, it feels so good!

	I return to her breasts, as I slide my hands all over them and
press them against her rib cage. I can't believe how good it feels to
play with breasts. No wonder boys were always after mine when I was
younger.

	Ken walks up behind me.

	It startles me because I was so wrapped up in Ann, I forgot he
was here!

	He places his hands on the elastic waistband of my sweat pants
and slides them down to the floor along with my panties.

	l step out of them while still holding Ann's supple breasts.

	Ken moves behind Ann, unfastens her skirt, lowers it and her
panties.

	She never releases my breasts as she steps out of them. One
hand leaves my breast and finds my pubic region, clasps a handful of
my soft hairs and pulls me close to her. She kisses me full on the
mouth, this time with great passion. Her finger sinks between my
engorged outer lips, slides to my wet orifice and enters me.

	I spread my legs wider so that she will have no trouble
getting as deep into me as she wants to.

	She slides her finger out of me, glides it all over my
genitals, exploring every nook and cranny, then back between my lips
to my clit.

	My hands leave Ann's precious breasts and I wrap my arms
around her beautiful body and hug her tight, pressing our breasts
together. My legs are so weak, I have to hold on to Ann to keep from
losing my balance.

	"Oh yes. Please don't stop. Just a little more. I'm going to
cum!" In just a few more seconds, I tremble all over, arch my tingling
pussy toward her and begin a huge climax.

	I kiss Ann on the mouth and frantically slide my tongue
inside. I move my hands to her firm round butt and pull her genitals
against mine. I slide my hands all over her butt, which is incredibly
round, solid, and oh, so smooth. It feels so good to have our naked
bodies touching. Our breasts, cuddled between our arms, are pressing
together. Our lips are locked in passionate ecstasy.

	I maneuver one hand to Ann's genital area. I am shocked to
find no hair! Not even stubble. Her pubic mound is just as smooth as
her butt! As I slide my hand around her pubic bone, I discover the
dimple that is at the top of her crevice. I slowly glide my fingers
over her smooth fur-less lips.

	"Yes, Penny. Feel my pussy."

	The beautiful redhead spreads her legs.

	Her pussy lips are smooth, wet and slippery. My fingers slide
over them very easily. One finger dips between them into her very deep
chasm and finds her hard little knot.

	"Oh! Rub it, honey!"

	She presses her clit against my finger. I massage her clit for
a few minutes, but then, my curiosity gets the best of me. I slide my
finger lower and then up inside her. Her pussy is so hot. It is real
soft and slippery inside.

	She spreads her legs wider.

	I slide in another finger, then another, as careful of my
nails as she was. The heat from her pussy is amazing. I rub my palm on
her soft puffy lips. Unable to resist any longer, I lower myself to my
knees and gaze at the most beautiful pussy in the world. Two beautiful
swollen red lips. Not a hair anywhere. My wet fingers sliding in and
out. Her legs are spread. A cute little clit peeking from between her
gorgeous enlarged vulva. I pucker my lips, lean over and touch them to
her. I extend my tongue into her valley of passion.

	She presses her pussy against my mouth. Her legs spread still
wider. She is having a hard time standing.

	"Lay on the floor," I whisper urgently.

	Ann lays on the thickly carpeted floor and spreads her legs
wide. I slide a pillow from the easy chair under her rear to make her
pussy easier to get to. Her hairless pubic area is unbelievably
beautiful as she lays on the floor with her legs widely sprawled.

	I kneel between her legs and lower my mouth back to her
drenched musky crotch. I slide my tongue into her hot opening and lick
her inner walls.

	"Yes!"

	I am astounded. I thought it would taste bad. It doesn't. I
actually tastes great! I lick her between her luscious lips, across
her clit, all the way to the top of her crack and back down again.

	She wails with ecstasy.

	I suck her clit into my mouth. I do all the things to her that
I love to have done to me. She is going wild. Her body tenses. She is
near orgasm.

	I don't want her to cum yet. I want to lick her pussy more. I
remove my mouth and tongue from her.

	"No. I'm about to cum. Don't stop!"

	I lick the inside of her incredibly smooth thigh. I kiss, then
suck on her hairless pubic mound, above her crack. I kiss her other
thigh. I lick that narrow area between her outer lips and thighs.

	"Penny, please lick me. Lick my pussy. Eat me. I need to cum!"

	I move my head up to her delectable tits and suck on them for
a few minutes.

	"Please, please suck my pussy!"

	I shift my body 180 degrees to a position where my knees are
above her head so she can suck my tits while I suck hers. I lower my
tit into her mouth. She gladly accepts it and begins eagerly sucking.
Ann really knows how to suck tits.

	I work my way back down her lovely torso, back to her bald
pussy.

	She spreads my legs and begins to lick my pussy for the first
time.

	"Yes!" I scream.

	She slips her tongue inside me. Her tongue is fantastic! The
way she twists it, licks my inner walls, and curls it gives me
feelings inside my pussy I have never had before. She licks up and
down my crack several times then sucks my clit into her mouth. She is
making me crazy!

	We both approach orgasm together. We tense our bodies and
scream out together.

	We relax and I lower my full weight onto Ann's delectable
body. Both bodies are wet all over. After several minutes, I roll off
Ann and reposition myself so that I am laying beside her. We kiss. I
look up a Ken who is now naked on the couch, playing with himself.

	"Have we left you out, Sweetie?" I say. "Come down here with
us."

	Ken lays between us. The three of us are laying on our backs
on the living room floor. Ken rests one hand on my pussy and one on
Ann's. His finger dips between my lips and finds my clit.

	I moan quietly as my pelvis hunches upward. He must have found
Ann's clit, as she moans also.

	I reach for his dick. Ann's hand is already there. I place my
hand on hers and we both slide up and down his hard shaft.

	Ann moves her head down to his shank and places her mouth
around it. She maneuvers her body so that her smooth pussy is right in
front of my face.

	I gladly stick my tongue between her scrumptious lips and lick
her hard little knot. Feeling left out, I steer my pussy to Ken's face
and he wastes no time. He immediately begins licking my most sensitive
area. I guess this is what is known as a "daisy chain."

	After a very few minutes, we all three cum and collapse into a
pile on the floor. I can't think of two more beautiful people to be in
a pile with.

	When they leave, I kiss them both passionately and tell them
that I would like to do it again.

From: (Victor)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Young Love 4 (sub wife)4/7
Date: Wed, 16 Oct 1996 12:55:53 GMT

			      Young Love
			     Chapter IV
			  Bobby Comes Home

	It is Saturday about 3 p.m. and Bobby is due home from college
any minute now. It has been about 6 weeks since I have seen him and I
am looking forward to it.

	Doing my usual Saturday household chores, I have already
changed the sheets on Bobby's bed, cleaned his room and done the
washing. Bobby always brings home some clothes for me to wash.

	I hurry to change clothes, blush when I realize I'm putting on
the same bra and panties Ken and Ann took off me the day before. My
nipples swell with the memory of the feel of Ann's tongue dancing in
my wet pussy and the taste of the first cunt I've ever eaten. I know I
have on more make up than Bobby's seen me wear in years and hope my
short skirt and slightly transparent blouse don't offend him.

	I hear Bobby come in the door and rush to meet him. I put my
arms around his neck and hug him tightly. He gives a superficial hug
back. He has never been one to hug his mother with enthusiasm.

	We sit in the living room and talk for a few hours. It is nice
to have him here with Bob gone. It gives me a chance to talk to him
privately. He's looking at me really strangely and is so quiet.

	He goes to a party at a friend's house and returns around
midnight. I am already in bed, in one of my new teddies, but since I
am not asleep, I get up and slip on a light robe to talk to him some
more. He acts gruff and angry and isn't interested in talking and
immediately goes to his room to bed. I'm worried. Something is
bothering him. I give him a few seconds to get in bed and then I go
in. He is laying on his water bed with the covers up to his waist. He
always sleeps nothing but his underwear. His chest is lean and
muscular.

	"Is anything wrong, Bobby?" I ask as I lay on the bed beside
him. I am concerned because Bobby is usually such an upbeat kid.

	We talk for a few minutes but about nothing important. He
offers no clue as to what is bothering him. I can tell by his slurred
speech that he has been drinking heavily.

	Bobby turns on his side and faces me. I am laying on my back
and Bobby's head rests on my shoulder. His hand lands on my stomach. I
don't think he even realizes that it is there. I drift off to sleep
with his fingers moving ever so slightly on my tummy.

	Sometime later I awaken and realize that Bobby's hand is
laying on my breast! It is moving very very slowly around, exploring.
Not knowing if he is awake or asleep, I am afraid to look in his
direction. His head is still laying on my right shoulder and arm and I
use my left hand to remove his hand from my breast. I place it on my
stomach and he lets it lay there for a few seconds then slides it down
to my crotch and cups it in his hand! I quickly cross my legs and take
his hand off me.

	"Bobby! Stop that! I'm your mother, not some college date!"

	"You fucked Ken and Steve and you're going to do it with me,
too!"

	I'm stunned! Those words hit me like a ton of bricks. He must
have found out. I'm suddenly afraid the whole town knows. I don't know
what to say or do!

	Bobby's hand slips under my gown and boldly fondles my breasts
underneath. All I can think about is the dirty stories than he must
have heard, about me fucking his friend Ken and acting like a cheap
whore with Ken and Steve. Maybe he knows about how I went crazy over
Ann's sexy pussy, too. I am too dazed to react. I just lay there and
let him feel me. His hand moves from one breast to the other, roughly
squeezing and pressing. My nipples become erect as he pulls them and
rolls them between his fingers. He pulls my gown up over my chest,
exposing my two white mounds and the swollen pink nipples at their
tips. First he studies them for several minutes, especially my very
long hard nipples, then he sucks them like he did when he was a
newborn baby.

	Why did I let myself get carried away with Ken and then with
Steve? I wish I hadn't let that happen. It's all my fault. I really am
a slut and now my son knows it. I am sure the whole world knows it.
What am I going to do?

	Bobby's hand slides across my bare abdomen to my panty-less
crotch. My legs are tightly crossed, but he fools around with my hairs
for a few minutes. He dips his finger into the top of my crack and
tries to move it further down, but my legs are squeezed together too
tightly. I hope he realizes what he is doing and stops.

	"Relax your legs," Bobby orders.

	Before I think, I do as I'm told.

	Bobby spreads my legs with his hand. His finger drifts between
my lips. I am still paralyzed, so humiliated that my son found out
about my serious indiscretions, what a wanton, easy fuck I am for all
his young friends. His finger drifts over my sensitive lips making my
love juices flow like a river.

	"Uuuhhh," I gasp as my breathing deepens and his finger sinks
inside me. Instantly, I start tingling. I forget whose finger it is.

	My legs spread slightly wider. His mouth returns to my breast
and sucks my nipple once again while his finger is slipping in and out
of me. He moves his finger up to my clit.

	My hips involuntarily begin to move up and down. It feels so
good.

	"Oh, Mom," he whispers, reminding me of who it is giving me
all this wonderful pleasure.

	No! This is very wrong. I'm not supposed to do this with my
son! He is rough with me, but I am getting turned on.

	"Bobby, please don't. I'm very sorry I did what I did."

	"You're going to pay for all the embarrassment you've caused
me. They laughed and told me what a great fuck you are. I pretended I
already knew, that I'd been fucking you for years. They think I'm the
luckiest kid in town now. I always thought I had the sexiest Mom
around, now I am going to fuck that nasty body of yours. I have always
dreamed about burying my cock between your legs and squirting cum in
your cunt. You've let everybody else do it. You've humiliated me. You
owe me."

	His free hand takes my wrist and moves my hand under the
covers to his erect penis. Immediately, my fingers encircle it, but my
hand doesn't move. Tears roll down my cheeks.

	Bobby's hand explores my genital area completely. His fingers
cover my lips and clit and dip into my wet vagina again and again. He
toys with my hairs. He returns to my clit and concentrates there for a
few more minutes.

	My breathing quickens even more. My legs spread wider. My hand
begins to slide up and down Bobby's stiff pole and my pussy soak his
clean sheets in my juices.

	Bobby squeezes my pussy lips between his thumb and finger and
pulls them hard, lifting my butt off the bed. It hurts, but I don't
let him know it. I know he is trying to hurt me. I have never been
picked up by the pussy lips before. Even Steve didn't do that to me.

	He pulls the covers off himself and sits on my rib cage with
his hard penis pointing between my naked breasts. I had no idea that
his cock was so large. He takes my hands in his and lays them on the
outside edges of my breasts and forces them together, pressing my
breasts around his aroused dick. He begins hunching his penis between
my breasts. My own son is fucking my tits!

	I am wet with perspiration and his organ slides very well
between my soft mounds. I realize that he has moved his hands and my
hands alone are pressing my breasts around his cock. His left hand
reaches behind him and finds my pussy again. This time he slides
several fingers in. I am wide open to his rough thrusting fingers.

	Bobby stops hunching. "Massage my dick with your tits."

	I remove my hands from my breasts and put them beside me.

	Bobby slaps both my breasts hard with his open hands.

	I quickly place both my hands on my burning breasts.

	"Now, massage my dick with your tits."

	I move my breasts around with my hands, massaging his swollen
cock.

	"Oh, yes. That feels good!" he says. "God, what a whore you
are, Mom!"

	I know he's right. Bobby slides higher on my chest, his penis
resting on my face.

	"No, Bobby. Please don't force your mother to do this to you.
Don't put it in my mouth!"

	He places one hand behind my head and the other encircles his
penis and he presses it to my mouth. He forces my mouth open and
slides his dick inside.

	I can't stop him. He slides it all the way down my throat. I
have to fight not to gag. He slides it back and forth in my mouth. I
remember doing this to Ken and Steve, how good it was to have their
cocks all the way down my throat, their balls slapping my chin. I
begin to suck, and all those good feelings come back, stronger than
ever.

	He reaches behind and again plays with my pussy as he rides my
chest. I notice that my hips are again moving up and down with his
fingers. It really feels good and his cock tastes good also. I begin
sucking him seriously now. When he pushes all the way down my throat,
I'm ready. I don't choke.

	Bobby gets up and turns around on his knees so that his dick
is right over my mouth and his head is at my pussy. His tongue enters
my widely spread crack and finds my clit.

	I scream. I have to raise my head off the pillow to reach his
dick with my mouth. It is depraved, but I really want to suck his
rigid cock and drink his sweet cum. I want to make my son hotter than
any woman's ever made him. I want to be the best fuck he'll ever have
in his life.

	Sucking just the very tip into my mouth, I apply a lot of
suction on it. My tongue furiously lashes its tip. In just a few
seconds it explodes with a salty mouthful of cum. I swallow every drop
of the cum as he lowers his entire body weight on me, lowering the
entire length of his softening dick into my mouth.

	Bobby continues to lick my pussy all over.

	"Oh yes! Suck it, baby!"

	He inserts his tongue inside my pussy and laps my juices. He
runs his tongue the entire length of the wide open fissure between my
tingling cunt lips.

	He sucks my clit into his mouth.

	"Eat my wet cunt, honey. Make your slutty mother cum!"

	As Bobby shifts his position, his young penis begins to grow
again. He kneels between my widely spread legs, takes his dick in his
hand and slides it up and down between my wet lips a few times. Then
he finds my opening and rams it into me with one fast hard stroke.

	I scream loudly. Instantly, my orgasm begins right where it
left off.

	He thrusts with very long, very fast, very hard strokes.

	"Oh God! Oh yes. Do it! Fuck me good, baby!"

	Bobby's hand finds my sore breast and squeezes it hard.

	"Oh Bobby, it feels so good. I'm so sorry I hurt you. Please
forgive me. Oh ram it in me. Yes. Ream me good. Fuck your slutty
mother! Treat me like a whore!!! Fill me with your sweet cum!"

	Bobby arches his back and I feel his penis jerking inside me.
The thought of him cumming inside me makes me cum again, even more
powerfully than before.

	We both relax as Bobby rolls over on to the bed beside me.

	"God Mom, you were great! I guess you just don't think of your
own Mom being such a nasty slut in bed. I'm sorry if I hurt you, but I
wanted to hurt you, just as you hurt me."

	"I know darling, it's okay. I deserve it. We've both been
hurt. I'm so sorry I have acted the way I have. I promise it won't
happen again."

	He laughs and kisses me again. I suck his tongue. We embrace
and fall asleep.

From: (Victor)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Young Love 5 (sub wife)5/7
Date: Wed, 16 Oct 1996 12:56:16 GMT

			      Young Love
			      Chapter V
			   Bobby's Friends

	In the morning, I wake up with my nose itching. I try to move
my hand to it but it won't move. Neither will the other one! Am I
paralyzed? I look over at Bobby. He is gone. Looking up at my hand, I
see that it is tied to the headboard of Bobby's water bed. The blanket
is over me, but I feel my legs being held apart. Bobby has tied me
spread-eagle on the bed!

	"Good morning, Mom," Bobby cheerfully remarks as he walks into
the bedroom. He is already dressed, wearing cut off blue jean shorts
and a tank top.

	"Bobby, untie me, now!"

	"Not just yet, Mom. I'm not finished with you."

	He pulls the blanket all the way off the bed, exposing my body
to the bright room light. My tits are outside my teddy. It's bunched
around my waist, leaving my pussy totally exposed.

	I am so embarrassed, I want to hide, but can't. Sitting on the
bed beside me, he grasps one of my bare breasts and shakes it.

	"How are your lovely titties doing this morning?"

	"Bobby! Stop it!"

	"And your cute little nipples?"

	He squeezes one and shakes it.

	"Bobby! Don't!"

	"Is your pussy feeling sexy this morning?"

	He slaps my wide open pussy several times, harder than I like.
It hurts and my body flinches with each whack, creating waves on the
water bed.

	I begin to sob, "Please don't, Bobby, darling."

	Bobby lays on the bed beside me, cuddles up close to me and
rubs my breasts. He sucks on a nipple and his hand drifts down to my
crotch and he massages my very responsive zone. My juices instantly
begin to flow. He slides several fingers inside me.

	I cannot put my legs together, because they are tied to the
foot board on the bed. I try to struggle free, but the ropes are
securely tied. I am helpless and at Bobby's mercy.

	Bobby stands up and removes his clothes and straddles me,
sitting on my tummy with a knee on each side. He roughly kneads both
my breasts at the same time.

	"You really have nice titties, Mom."

	I blush. I am so embarrassed and humiliated. My only son is
sitting on my stomach, roughly groping my breasts. Knowing that he is
trying to decide what to do to me next, I try to struggle free one
more time. It is hopeless.

	Bobby shifts higher and straddles my head with his knees and
sits on my chest.

	"I think I want you to lick my balls."

	"No, Bobby. Please."

	He reaches behind him and tightly squeezes my breast. It hurts
so bad! I stick my tongue out and lick his balls. The hair on his
balls tickles my nose and chin.

	"Oh, yes, Mom. That feels so good!"

	As I continue to lick, he reaches further back and pokes his
fingers inside me again. My pussy instantly gets very drenched in my
juices.

	"Take one of my balls into your mouth."

	I do as instructed. Tied up like I am, I am helpless and can't
stop him from doing anything he wants.

	"Now, lick it while it is inside."

	I maneuver my tongue all around his ball inside my mouth while
he continues to molest me between my outstretched legs. He pinches my
clit between his fingers. It is too rough and doesn't feel good.

	"I want to cum now, Mom. Suck me off." He sticks his hard
penis in my mouth and I immediately begin sucking. He tastes so good
that I don't mind sucking him, if he just wouldn't be so rough with
me.

	He slides his dick in and out while I suck him as good as I
can, and I think that is pretty damn good.

	"Oh, Mom, you are one great cocksucker."

	Just as he says that, he fills my mouth with his jizm. He
crams his fingers into my pussy and then places them on my lips.

	"Lick your pussy juice off my fingers."

	Again, being helplessly tied, I do as instructed. I lick my
juices from his fingers.

	The doorbell rings. I freeze. Who could it be?

	"Bobby, untie me, quick. Someone is at the door!"

	Bobby, putting on his shorts and shirt replies, "Don't get
excited, Mom. I called some friends and invited them over while you
were still asleep. It's probably just some of them." He walks out of
the room.

	I hear him open the door. I hear voices, but can't tell how
many. Listening real close, I discover they have some beer and they
are sitting in the living room talking. I am real quiet, still tied
spread eagle on Bobby's water bed, struggling to free myself. I soon
discover to my horror that it is hopeless, I can't get loose. It is
about midmorning and very bright in the room. I am surprised that
these boys are up so early. Usually Bobby sleeps til noon on Sunday. I
look at the door and to my horror, I notice that Bobby left the door
wide open. Anyone walking down the hall can see me laying naked on the
bed. I don't know how to get out of this mess.

	"Hi, Penny."

	"Jimmy!"

	It is one of Bobby's old high school classmates. He has never
called me by my first name before. He walks over to the bed and sits
beside me.

	"God, Penny. You're beautiful." His eyes roam over my entire
body, helplessly exposed before him. His eyes are wide as he visually
explores every inch of me.

	"Jimmy, please untie me." I blush as he continues to examine
me with his eyes.

	"I can't do that. The other guys would kill me."

	"Jimmy, I have a hundred dollars. You can have it and I will
meet you one night next week and you can do anything you wish to me. I
will be your slave for a night."

	"I can do anything I want to you right now."

	He reaches over and cups my left breast in his hand.

	"Uh. No, Jimmy, don't."

	He very lightly moves my tender mound in circles. He tweaks my
nipple and then watches it as it quickly hardens. He is very gentle
and moves very slowly. He leans over and sucks my nipple into his
mouth.

	"Oh. Please don't."

	His hand roams down to my widely spread crotch. He very
delicately explores my outer lips with his fingers. I feel myself
getting wetter. No! I don't want to get wet. It will just encourage
him. He will think I am getting turned on.

	"Please untie me. Oh!"

	His finger slides between my lips and into my drenched cunt.
Jimmy fingers me for several minutes.

	"Penny, You're so wet! You are REALLY turned on. Steve was
right, you really are a hot woman."

	Damn that Steve! He has told the whole world that I am putting
out. That son-of-a-bitch probably gave a blow by blow description of
his night with me to the whole town!

	"No, Jimmy. It's not true. I'm not hot. Please, please untie
me and let me up."

	"No, you're so hot, your pussy is on fire. I've got to fuck
you NOW."

	Jimmy stands up and takes off his pants, kneels between my
legs, and places the head of his dick at my opening. I am defenseless.

	"No, Jimmy. Please don't do this to me!"

	He enters me and pumps with long slow strokes. Oh, God, it
feels good. His penis is smaller than the others I've had recently and
feels so good sliding slowly in and out. My pelvis soon unconsciously
starts to hunch with him.

	His hand reaches to my breast and begins to massage it once
more.

	"Oh, you have nice tits, Penny."

	Man, I've heard that before, but Jimmy is expert at handling
breasts. And the way he pumps his penis in and out of me with such
long slow strokes feels incredible. I feel an orgasm approaching.

	"Oh Jimmy, keep fucking me, just like you are. It feels so
good! I'm gonna cum. Oh yes! Now. Here it is. I'm cumming!"

	I feel Jimmy's cock spurting its load inside me. Sweat drops
off his head onto my face. When he finishes, he lowers his head and
sucks my nipple just a few more minutes then gets up, gets dressed and
leaves the room.

	"Jimmy, don't leave me like this. Please, please untie me. You
can't -"

	"Hi, Penny."

	It's Don, another of Bobby's high school buddies. The second I
see him, something snaps inside me. It's almost like my orgasm starts
up again.

	"Don, Please untie me. I will do anything you want."

	"I don't think I want to untie you just yet, Penny. Damn, your
body's sexy. I always thought you were the sexiest Mom around."

	Now its Don's turn to visually examine every inch of my naked
defenseless body. He sits beside me on the bed and his hand
immediately reaches for my crotch.

	"I love a hot pussy, and you have one of the hottest. I always
wished you were slut enough to fuck me."

	I know it is useless to fight these boys. How many of them has
Bobby called? Are they all going to fuck me? I already know the answer
to that. Yes, they are. There's nothing I can do to stop them. I
really don't want to. I want them to cover me with their young cum. I
want to feel it running from every hole I have. I want to cum and cum
until I pass out. My pelvis arches off the bed in invitation. I hear
myself speak the slutty words running through my mind.

	"Well, you got your wish. Come on and fuck me, big boy. Show
this hot Mama what you've got."

	Don wastes no time in getting his clothes off. His cock is
already hard. I know they have been sitting in the other room drinking
beer and talking about fucking me in every nasty way they can think
of. They've all heard about what a whore I am. I feel bizarrely proud.

	Don lowers himself on me and his large dick slides easily
inside my soaking, cum filled pussy. He pounds me much harder than
Jimmy did. I start hunching back. Don sure has a lot of self control
for a young man. He fucks me for about thirty minutes and shows no
sign of cumming. I do though. I spasm around his prick three times,
screaming every obscenity I know.

	One of the other boys gets impatient and pokes his head in the
door to see what is happening. I see him and realize I need another
cock in me.

	"Come on in. Yes. Fuck me. Oh yes. Tell everybody. I'm cumming
again! Oh, fuck, I'm cumming!"

	I don't recognize the other boy, but he accepts my invitation,
strips and straddles my face. His penis is flaccid, but he lowers it
into my waiting mouth. His entire soft dick fits easily inside my
mouth and I begin to suck it hungrily, still enjoying Don pounding his
hard rod into my pussy. The strange boy's dick begins to grow inside
my mouth. I hear others coming into the room.

	Someone unties my right wrist and places my hand on his cock.
My left hand is untied and placed around another hard dick. I stroke
them both. The other boy's dick begins to grow down my throat. A hand
strokes my left breast and I feel another hand on my right one.
Someone licks my clit. By the softness of the face, I know it must be
a female. She licks my clit for a few seconds then moves to Don's
shaft still pumping in and out of my pussy. Then she returns to my
clit, then back to Don's dick, then again on my clit.

	I hear voices talking.

	"Hurry up, Don, I want to fuck her."

	"No, I'm next."

	"I just want to fuck her mouth!"

	"Look at her fuck! I've never seen anything like this!"

	"Man, she has great tits."

	"Look at that spread out pussy!"

	I explode into a monstrous orgasm. My whole body is cumming! I
have never felt so many sensations in my life! Don rams my pussy,
while some young girl licks my clit. Two people are fondling my
breasts while I jack off two young studs and suck another. My huge
orgasm triggers one in the young man I am sucking and he explodes a
ton of cum into my mouth. I gulp it down. Don, unable to control
himself any longer, gushes his cum into my pussy. The people playing
with my breasts pinch my nipples. The boys whose dicks I am so
violently stroking begin to release their load and I point them to my
breast and let them shoot their hot stuff on them. I feel like I will
never stop cumming!

	The boy straddling my face rolls over on the bed and is
replaced by someone else. My eyes are closed in orgasm, so I open my
mouth to accept the next big dick. I feel fur on my lips, but no dick.
I am still cumming. I open my eyes to see a naked young pussy hovering
over mouth. The dark hair has been trimmed away from her pouting,
moist lips. It is just as beautiful as Ann's was yesterday.

	She lowers her pussy onto my mouth, stifling my protest. I try
to turn my head to the side, but her knees are too close to my head
and I can't move it. I feel another dick slide into my drenched pussy.
The girl slides her musky smelling pussy all over my face. She lowers
her skirt over my head and since no one can see, I begin to lick her
sweet pussy like a madwoman. When she raises her skirt, I stop licking
and start trying to free my head again. I don't want anyone to see me
licking a pussy and loving it so much. She lowers her skirt back over
my head and I resume eating her. I really love eating pussy.

	Until just yesterday I thought it would be repulsive, but I
found out very different. Eating pussy is even more enjoyable than
sucking dicks. The taste is enough to trip my trigger yet again.

	The girl cums violently with a piercing shriek while my tongue
slides up and down her slit. It causes me to have the strongest orgasm
I have ever had. Having a large dick pump my cunt while a sweet
tasting pussy is on my face and having both tits played with is just
too much for me. I pass out from the excitement.

	I wake up some time later. The bed is soaking wet from sweat
and cum. Everyone has left. Bobby is naked lying next to me. He
reaches over and cups my very sore breast in his hand.

	"Hi, Mom, how do you feel?"

	"Very sore. That was unbelievable."

	"Yeah, I know. I really got off watching you fuck and suck all
those people."

	"How many were there?"

	"Ten, counting Mary and Susan. Even after you fainted, we kept
fucking you. You were humping and sucking just like you were awake. Do
you remember waking up and begging for more?"

	"No. Oh, Bobby. I'm so sorry I'm such a whore. I know how bad
you must feel."

	"No, Mom. You've got it all wrong. I'm real proud you're a
slut. I've always dreamed of having you fuck me and all my friends.
It's like having a dream come true! I don't want you to ever stop.
Fuck whoever you want to. Just fuck me, too."

	I am crying helplessly and don't know whether I'm happy or
sad. "Oh, Bobby, please hold me in your arms."

	Bobby rolls over on top of me and slides his hard penis into
my sore vagina. Very slowly, he pumps in and out. I want this new
relationship with my son to continue. At this moment, I feel closer to
him than I ever have. His sweet young cock brings me to another
orgasm, and I fall asleep in his arms.

From: (The Mad Dabbler)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Young Love 6 (sub wife) 6/7
Date: Wed, 16 Oct 1996 12:56:41 GMT

			      Young Love
			     Chapter VI
			  A Day In The Life

	I'm laying on a lounge chair in our securely fenced back yard,
drowsily baking my body in the sun. It's been over three months since
Ken, the muscular young hunk next door, became the first man other
than my husband to fuck me. I'm sleepily wondering how many there've
been since.

	About a month after Ken had forced himself upon me, showing me
what a lusty slut I am, he'd brought his rough friend, Steve, over,
and they'd both used me for hours, taking my ass for the first time.
I'd had lots of young cock in my shit chute since then, and had come
to adore it almost as much as I loved eating pussy.

	My first time for that had been a week after Ken and Steve had
sandwiched me, when Ken had introduced me to his hot, gorgeous
girlfriend, Ann. I feel my tongue slither over my heavy red lips as I
remember the taste of her rich, musky fluids and the sleek softness of
her shaven cunt. My hand slides over my flat belly and pets my own
hairless slit through the thin fabric of my new thong bikini. I feel
my lower lips moisten, and I resist the impulse to spread my legs and
let my fingers play. I remind myself that I'm trying to count the
number of times I've been laid.

	I hear myself moan with both desire and shame. My next man was
my only child, Bobby, the day after I'd fucked Ken and Ann. Steve and
Ken had spread the word about what a wild, willing fuck I was to their
friends, and Bobby'd heard about it when he came home from college for
a weekend visit. In his rage, he'd demanded that I put out for him,
too, and he'd overcome my resistance to that ultimate perversion,
forcing me to beg for his sweet young prick and making me cum like a
cannon while he fucked my cunt and mouth on his waterbed.

	I squirm on the lounge chair as visions of what happened the
next morning wash over me. While I slept, Bobby had tied me to the
very bed where he'd defiled me and invited ten friends, male and
female, to come over and gangbang me. I'm sweating heavily now, and it
has little to do with the baking sunshine. They hadn't kept me tied to
the bed for very long. They hadn't had to. After the first two, I'd
been more than ready to do whatever they wanted. I try to list their
names. Don, Mary, Jimmy, Susan...

	I lose count. My hand has unwittingly crept under my bikini
bottom. My middle finger has invaded my loosening cunt. The long red
nails of my thumb and forefinger are lightly pinching my long clit. My
bare feet have dropped beside the chair onto the searing concrete and
have lifted my thrusting hips off the webbing. My other hand is
working on a hard nipple, which is about all of my heavy tit that's
covered by the skimpy top.

	Good. So good. All those hot young bodies. The thick, musky
honey of those two wet young pussies. Being literally bathed in cum.
Completely covering my big tits, my face, my hair. Hungrily swallowing
cock like a bitch in heat while somebody drilled my gushing cunt and
both my hands were filled with yet more dicks that had no hole to pump
their sperm into.

	I shout as I cum. I've become very vocal, very loud during my
frequent orgasms. The noise jerks me back to reality. I hastily pull
my hands away from my dripping cunt and heaving tit, shamefully look
around to make sure I haven't attracted unwanted attention. The
privacy fence is tall, and I'm all alone. My hands are trembling
wildly as I light a cigarette. I stare numbly at the lipstick on the
filter and realize just how deeply I've changed since this all began.

	From a modest thirty-six year old housewife and responsible
mother, I've become a cock and cunt hungry slut. My every waking
moment is colored by thoughts of sex. Within days of opening my legs
for Ken that first disgracefully glorious time, I began using the
bold, wet red lipstick and long, painted nails that he'd confessed he
jacked off to, dreaming of me, when he was just a kid. At his
prompting, I threw away my pantyhose and started wearing nothing but
garters and stockings. Now, all my bras are lacy, tight, and demi-
cupped. When I wear panties, they're just as wispy as my bras.

	But that's just the start. The weekend after he'd shared me
with all his friends, my son Bobby came home again, bearing gifts he
insisted I accept. It'd been a horrid week for me. Having my own son
fill me with both incestuous ecstasy and gouts of sperm was just too
much. Compounding that horror by cumming until I passed out while
being fucked by ten teenagers I'd known since they were born - and
begging for more cock and cunt, even while I was only semi-conscious -
had driven me to the brink of suicide. I explained my feelings. I
tried to resist for a moment when he pushed me onto my back on the
living room sofa.

	But all he'd had to do was grab my left tit and ram a hand
under my dress, and within minutes I was eagerly fucking him like the
slut I am, telling him how wonderful his cock felt in my wet pussy,
and trying to suck his tongue down my throat. I was the one who
offered him my moist asshole and kept sucking his long cock back to
erection after each of his explosions into my willing holes. The next
time he displayed his presents, I was whorishly overjoyed to do
whatever he wanted.

	That's how I became the brassy, trashy blonde I am now. Bobby
fucked me from behind and kept me cumming almost continuously while I
applied the boxed color to my mousy brown locks. He wanted me to look
as cheap and easy as I am, and he made me admit I wanted that, too.
The black fishnet hose and stiletto heels he gave me went with a
couple of my more revealing dresses.

	I stayed dressed and erotically made up for my son all
weekend. I wallowed in an unrelenting lusty haze while I sleazily
paraded myself for he and the four other boys he invited to come over
and fuck his hot slut of a mother. All five of them had used me
whenever they felt the urge, which was often, from Saturday afternoon
until Sunday night. I was their virtual slave, a sex toy they could do
whatever they wanted to with.

	Bobby loaded his father's camera and shot three dozen pictures
of me entertaining himself and his friends with my body. Except for
the one he keeps in his dorm room, the prints and negatives are
securely locked away. I look at them once a week or so, and am always
astonished by what a wanton, hopeless whore I look like.

	When I look into the mirror, that's all I see now, and my son
and his friends make me do about everything I can to enhance my image
further. I've cut way back on the amount of wine I drink, have started
dieting with shedding a few unsightly pounds in mind, and, if I can't
get enough exercise riding teenage dicks, I use my husband's basement
gym. Fortunately, I don't have to resort to that very often.

	Ken, the stud next door, drops by once or twice a week for a
piece of my hot ass. Sometimes he brings Ann, and sometimes she sneaks
over without his knowledge to trade pussy juice with me. Fucking
ourselves with her huge double headed dildo, in either the cunt or
ass, makes me scream like a banshee. Twice in the last month, Ken's
crude friend Steve has tied me to spread eagled to the bed and
viciously fucked me in every hole, leaving me bruised, battered,
exhausted, and temporarily sated. Something about being restrained and
absolutely helpless makes all the perverse, cruel things he does to me
even more intensely satisfying.

	Basically, any time my husband Bob's car is absent from the
driveway, it's a signal that Penny's ready, willing and able to take
on all comers. It amazes me that my frequently absent spouse suspects
nothing. He's commented on my renewed level of passion, and the fact
that I've gotten over my aversion for sucking his cock, and he doesn't
exactly complain about being kept fucked dry whenever he's home.

	My platinum blonde hair shocked him when he first saw it. So
did my shaved slit. Ann did that for me, late one passion- crazed
night, and I'm still astonished by the new degree of sensitivity it
gives me. Of course, I don't wear any of my slutty new dresses when
Bob's around, nor do I ever wear them out of the house. They're all
tight, bright, and skimpy enough to show off all my charms, leaving no
doubt about my availability. I don't flaunt myself publicly. Every
teenager in town might know they can fuck me however and whenever they
want, but thankfully the adults haven't heard how their kids spend
their time away from home.

	I'm desperate to keep it that way. I may have to spread my
sleek legs for anybody who wants between them, but I still love my
husband. The thought of losing him is almost enough to make me wish
none of this had ever happened.

	I stir on the lounge chair, sip some lemonade, and roll onto
my stomach to even my tan. Thinking of Bob reminds me that he'll be
home tomorrow afternoon and I need to go through the motions of
cleaning house, hide my growing collection of sex toys, and try to
clean the cum stains Ken made on carpet yesterday afternoon.

	I'd been feeling especially nasty and wanton all day. I hated
the fact that being without a stiff young prick for six days had left
me in such a state of almost perpetual arousal. I'd finger fucked
myself many times since sunrise that my hands had cramped, and I'd
picked up the phone with Ann's phone number in mind a half dozen
times, dizzy with the need for her pussy and dildo.

	After paying bills and running errands, I'd turned the corner
and seen Ken in his parents' driveway waxing his car, wearing nothing
but a tight pair of cutoff jeans, and almost lost control of my
minivan. His sweat glistening bronzed muscles rippled in the sun and
his hard ass muscles bunched and relaxed just like they did when he
fucked me. My pussy felt hollow and tingled. My mouth went dry, and
when I licked my lips I could almost taste his salty cum.

	We exchanged casual, neighborly greetings. Feeling recklessly
needy, I put on a little show for him as I leaned into the back of the
van, planting my high heels a little wider than necessary and giving
him a lingering look at my ass through my modest but slightly tight
cotton summer dress. I could feel his eyes caressing me. Just to make
sure he got the idea, I gave him an over the shoulder smile that I
hoped was as suggestive as it felt.

	"Here. Let me help you with that, Penny. It looks heavy."

	I flushed under the weight of his stare at my red lips.

	"Thank you, Tim. That's very sweet."

	I led the way inside, very conscious of the sway of my ass,
certain his eyes were glued to my circling hips. I'd never tried to
seduce him or anyone else before, and was deeply ashamed of myself.
The second we entered the house, I got tense and started regretting my
actions. What in the world was I doing? Having sex with him when he
forced me was one thing, but even subtly inviting him to fuck me was
something entirely different. I was flooded with enough guilt to
submerge my desire for him.

	But when he put down the box, he stepped up behind me and
pressed the big lump in his shorts into the crevice of my ass cheeks.
His hands delicately traced the lacy cups of my low cut bra until he
found my warming nipples.

	I stepped away and lit a cigarette, hoping he couldn't see how
my hands were shaking.

	"Stop that, Ken. Can't we just be good neighbors?"

	He chuckled. "You're something else, Penny. Just a minute ago
you were bending over like you were begging me to stick my rod into
you from behind, and now you're acting as innocent as a nun. We both
know you want it. Who're you trying to kid?"

	"You're imagining things, Ken. Can I get you a glass of iced
tea or something?"

	He followed me as I retreated to the refrigerator. I backed up
against it, feeling trapped. He fondled my heavy breasts like he owned
them. He smiled down at me insolently.

	"Look at yourself, slut. See how hard your nipples are? See
how fast you're breathing? I bet your pussy's already wet."

	He quickly grabbed my pubic mound, pressed a broad finger
through my dress to where he knew my clit would be. I slapped his
hands off me and wiggled away.

	"Ken! Stop this second! I mean it! My nipples are almost
always a little erect. You know that. It doesn't mean I'm excited."

	I hurried to the living room. He lounged in the doorway,
watching me. I veered away from the sofa, afraid he'd think I was
inviting him to join me if I sat there. I smoked nervously, looking
anywhere but at him, trying to fight the rising tide of lust he'd
awakened so easily.

	The unmistakable sound of a zipper being opened made my head
turn. He was digging his cock out! He wasn't wearing any underwear,
and his long, fat staff was already at half mast. I helplessly watched
him stroke it and make it grow still more. He took one slow step
toward me, then another.

	"No... Ken... please don't... I didn't mean to turn you on...
"

	I knew my hollow voice was giving me away. I stood, ready to
flee yet further, but my my high heels suddenly felt like lead
weights. I couldn't catch my breath. My knees felt rubbery. His cock
overflowed the hand he held it in. The other hand came up and brushed
my tits in slow motion. My eyelids fluttered.

	"Oooohhh... Ken... don't... it's not right... I'm old enough
to be your mother... "

	"If my mother was half as hot as you are, I'd fuck her, too.
Bend over, Penny. You want it from behind, don't you?"

	His hand gently urged me to turn around. I felt like a
sleepwalker as I obeyed. The weight of his arm bent me forward from
the hips. He released his magnificent prick and delved between my
legs, going straight to my damp panties. His probing fingers pushed
the material into my shaved crack.

	"... Oooooohhhhh... don't, Ken... please stop... at least let
me... finish my cigarette... "

	His hand rubbed up and down my slit. It felt so good. My hips
began rocking, keeping time with his touch. Without warning, he
gripped the lacy panties and ripped them off me!

	"You can smoke and fuck at the same time, whore! Spread those
sexy legs of yours! Imagine the cigarette's a little bitty cock! Suck
it while I stick my dick in your cunt and fuck you just the way you
want it!"

	It was like the hand abusing my pussy was lifting me off my
feet. I planted my high heels far apart, leaned against the chair I'd
been sitting in, and felt him slide his swollen cock all the way in me
in a single slow thrust. I was shamelessly wet. God, it felt so
wonderful! I sucked smoke from my cigarette like I was trying to make
it cum while he gripped my hips and fucked me with agonizing slowness.

	"Yeeesss... ooohhh, yyyeeesss... fuck me, baby... give it to
me... hard and fast... please, Tim... fuck me hard... I need it so
bad... "

	"Admit it, Penny," he gasped, accelerating his pace a little.
"Tell me how bad you wanted this."

	"Ooohhh, Ken... yeessss... yyyyeeeessss... I've been wanting
your sweet cock... you ffuucckk me so good... you feel soooo good...
ffffuuuucccckkk... mmeee... realll... gooooooddd!"

	He stung my ass cheek with a hard slap. "My cock? Just mine?
That's bullshit! You just wanted ANY cock, didn't you? You're just a
worthless slut, Penny! Admit it!"

	He kept slapping my ass repeatedly, ramming me so hard it
rattled my teeth. I braced myself against the chair and thrust back at
him, screaming every time his flat palm reddened my ass.

	"YYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEESSSSS!!!!!... TREAT MMMEEEE LIKE A
FFFUUUCCCKKKIIINNNGGG WHORE!!!... FFFUUUUUUUUUUUCCKKK MMMEEEEE...
FFFUUUUCCKKK MY NASTYYYY CUUUNNNTT!!!!"

	"TELL ME! WHAT ARE YOU, PENNY!!!"

	My orgasm broke over me like an avalanche. It was like I
hadn't already masturbated to three or four already, like I hadn't cum
in weeks or months. I shrieked and wailed what he wanted to hear.

	"YYYEEESSSSS... I'M JUST A COCK HUNGRY BITCH...
CUMMMIIINNGGG... CUUUMMING LIKE A SSSSSLLUUUUTT... I NEEEEEEEEEED
COCK... LOTS AND LOTS OF HARD COCK... HOT COCK... ANY COCK...
CUMMMIIIIINNNNNGGG LIKE A DIRTY WHOOOORRREEE... FUUUUCCCKKK MEEEE...
SSSSLLLLAAAAAPPP MYYY NNAAASSSTTY AAASSSS WHILE I CCCCUUUUMMMM!!!!!!"

	When his thumb found my hugely engorged clit, my knees gave
way and my raw screams died. He lowered me to my hands and knees on
the carpet without missing a single pounding stroke. I was cumming so
hard I felt like I was turning inside out. Every time his balls
slapped against my ass, I grunted like some kind of animal. My pussy
walls were spasming so hard around his slick dick that I hurt. And the
longer and harder he fucked me, the more intense it got.

	By the time I felt his whole body tense, ready to drive his
cum into my clutching womb, my world had shrunk to include nothing but
my own delirious orgasm. I started whimpering, knowing that when he
exploded, when I felt the lava spew into me, I was somehow going to
cum even harder. When he suddenly ripped his cock out of my convulsing
hole, it was like he'd torn my guts out with it. I screamed louder
than ever.

	"NNNNNOOOOOOO!!!!!!!... PUT IT BACK IN MEEEEE!!!!!... CCCUUMMM
IN MEEEEEEEE!!!!!"

	Instead, I watched, stunned, while he blew wad after wad of
precious sperm over my exposed ass and thighs, my stockings, garters,
and the dress bunched around my waist. My hips were squirming like I
was still being fucked, and the just the sight of his leaping dick was
enough to keep me cumming like a wanton slut.

	When he finished, I clumsily turned and bathed his spent cock
in wet, noisy kisses, covering it with my lipstick and hungrily
sucking it clean of every last trace of delicious sperm.

	He picked up the cigarette I'd flattened between my fingers
and dropped to the carpet. He stuck it between my lips. The smoke
tasted like cum. I didn't care about the hole it'd burned or the cum I
was dripping onto the carpet.

	He pushed me onto my back and played with my clit,
deliberately keeping my orgasm alive, until I'd smoked the tobacco to
the filter. Then he put his cock between my sucking lips while he
crouched over my pulsing pussy and licked my puffy, swollen cunt lips
until I'd made him hard again.

	The second time he fucked me, he gave in to my helpless pleas
and filled my hole with his sweet, sweet cum.

	I jerk awake on the lounge chair. My hand is under me, inside
my bikini bottom again, rolling my clit. I'm gasping from the wild
power of the orgasm I've had while I dozed, dreaming of Ken. I'm
tremendously thirsty and drenched in sweat. My back stings with
sunburn as I roll over and sit up. I gulp down the half glass of warm
lemonade beside my cigarettes and blot the sweat from my face and
chest. My nipples still dent my flimsy top and the triangular patch of
material between my legs is dark with my fluids.

	I sigh and enjoy the afterglow. When I realize how good I feel
after my second masturbation of the morning, I'm ashamed. I shouldn't
be doing things like that. I blush furiously when I see the lipstick
I've stained my cigarette with and remember Ken calling it a little
cock.

	The first clue I have that I'm not alone is the scuffle of
shoes on the patio. I quickly face the back door. Three grinning boys
are emerging from the house. I know Don and Jimmy, but the other one
is a stranger. I quickly grab the towel and cover myself.

	"What are you doing here!"

	Don's smile grew and they moved toward me. Their rigid cocks
stretched their summer shorts.

	"The front door was open. We watched you rub your pussy until
you came. You looked so fucking hot! Now we're going to give you some
of the real thing!"

	"Go away! Get out of here before I call the police!"

	They form a circle around me. Strong arms and a heavy weight
force me onto my back on the lounge chair and Jimmy pulls my legs
apart. "Relax, Penny. It's only us. We're not going to hurt you."

	I try to force my legs back together, but it's no use. Jimmy's
fingers have parted my lower lips and his thumb has found my sensitive
clit. Don forces his fingers between my sweaty breast flesh and the
twin triangles covering my tits, finds my nipples and starts pinching
them. Already my voice is thick with rising passion.

	"Stop that! The neighbors will see!"

	Jimmy laughs. "She always says no at first, but she doesn't
mean it. Look. Her cunt's already wet, just thinking about how good
our cocks are going to feel," he tells the other boy.

	"Yeah," Don agrees. "Her nipples are already hard as bullets.
She needs fucking real bad. Don't you, Penny?"

	"Oooohhh... Please stop... Please don't do this to me... "

	But my pussy has a mind of its own. My hips angle my wet hole
so Jimmy can finger it better. I quit trying to get my legs back
together.

	Jimmy's hands dip inside the swimsuit bottom and encounter my
slippery wetness. I try to hump them, get them inside me, but he holds
back, teasing me. He smears some of my fluids between my ass cheeks,
using it to lubricate my asshole. He's in a hurry, and when he rams a
finger in my back door, it hurts a little.

	"Noooooo... not here... not this way... please stop... please
take me inside... "

	"Sit up, Penny," Don orders and lifts his weight from my
chest. I do, leaning into Jimmy's probing fingers. Don unties my
flimsy top and lets it fall away. My tits jiggle and my nipples throb.
"Come on, Paul. You wanted to fuck her tits. She loves it."

	"Nnnoooo... please... "

	Jimmy feeds me another finger.

	"Show him how much you want it, bitch. Show him, or I'll stop
fingering your hole. Squeeze them for Paul, Penny. Tell him how much
you want to feel his cock sliding between those big fat tits!"

	The other boy has moved closer, is staring hungrily at my
heavy breasts. My hands cup my tits, push them together. I use my
sharp red nails to tweak my nipples, making them swell even more.
Jimmy has fingers in both my pussy and my ass now and is sliding them
in and out at the same time, rubbing them together when he's pushed
them in me as far as he can. The wild sensation is driving me crazy.

	"Take me inside... I'll do anything you want... but not
here... not like this... please... please fuck me in the house... "

	The new boy, Paul, looks around the back yard. "Yeah. Let's
get her out of the sun. It's too hot here."

	I almost sob when Jimmy takes his fingers out of my holes.
They have to help me to my feet. My knees are too weak to support my
weight and they half carry me through the patio doors.

	They lay me across the counter top on my back with my ass
hanging off one side. Jimmy peels off the tiny triangle of my bikini
bottom and pushes my legs wide apart, forcing my thick, hairless pussy
lips open.

	"Shit," Paul murmurs excitedly, "her cunt juice's running down
her legs! She really wants it bad!"

	"Told you!" Don bragged. "She's the hottest fuck in town! Now
get up there and ride her tits, stud."

	Jimmy's fondling my pussy and asshole again, just like before.

	"Ooohhh... shit... yyyesss... " Every time he pinches his
fingers together inside me I jerk and moan like a shameless slut. My
hands are working on my nipples again. "Ooohh... Paul... hurry... fuck
my nasty tits... slide your hard cock between them... cum all over
me... "

	He's out of his cut offs and straddling my waist in a flash.
He taps his beautiful medium sized prick against my rock hard nipples.
I push his silky shaft into the deep valley between my tits and
squeeze them together around it. My sweat lubricates it and he starts
pumping his hips. Every time the head of his circumcised dick
protrudes, I reach for it with my tongue. This excites him even more
and he thrusts harder, higher. When I lift my head and kiss the tip,
he groans and lets me suck it for a moment. He pulls back and really
starts humping me then.

	Meantime, Jimmy's bending down and eating my sopping cunt,
lapping my flood like an eager puppy, nipping at my hard nub and
driving his tongue into my loosened slit. He's got more than one
finger in my back door and it still reaming me there, too. Don lifts
one of my legs and starts rubbing his cock over my calf and ankle and
the bottom of my foot, like he's trying to fuck my painted toenails.
No one's ever done that before. It's too much.

	I feel the tingling heat of my orgasm building in my gut,
rushing out in all directions, despite the fact that I came hard not
ten minutes ago. I strain my neck, trying to capture Paul's dick in my
mouth. When I do, I suck hard. He jerks away, making a wet popping
sound. The upper half of his shaft is stained with my lipstick. He
smears it in my cleavage as he wildly fucks my tits.

	"Cuuuummmiiinnnnnggg... oooohhhh... ffffuuuccckkk... . I'm
cccuuuummmmmiiiiiiiinnnnnnggg... !"

	I choke and howl the words between lashing at Paul's fuck tool
with my tongue. The orgasm rushes over me like wildfire. My whole body
shakes and pulses with it. It's a good one. A very good one. I feel
Paul tense on top of me.

	"AAAHHH... !" he shouts and arches back and starts shooting
his hot young cum between my tits, spurting all over my upper chest
and neck.

	Jimmy bites down on my clit and rams several fingers into my
spasming cunt. The waves of my ecstasy redouble in intensity.

	"FUCK ME!!" I scream. "FUCK MY CUNT... SHOVE A COCK UP MY
ASS... HURRY... OH, GOD, PLEASE HURRY!!!!!!!!!"

	Paul relaxes and slides off my chest. I feel Jimmy's dick
probing for my cunt and I grunt like an animal when he slams it home,
burying himself to the balls. I feel the unmistakable hot silky
hardness of another cock on my cheek, and turn my head to suck Don
into my mouth. He grabs me by the hair and roughly starts fucking my
face, slamming his dick head against the top of my throat.

	I'm still writhing, still cumming like a mindlessly wanton
cunt. It's getting better and better. I'm filled from both ends. I
smear Paul's thick sperm all over my jiggling tits while the two young
studs ravage my body.

	I'm still cumming like crazy when I dimly hear Paul speak.

	"Climb on top of her, Jimmy! I want to fuck her asshole!"

	Jimmy flops on my body. I circle him with my arms and legs.
Paul's already stone hard again! I feel his dick between my ass
cheeks, rubbing my flooding cum between them and trying to penetrate
the shit hole Jimmy's loosened with his fingers. When Paul finally
forces his way past my sphincter, his prick rubs Jimmy's inside me.

	"MMMMMUUUUUPPPPPHHHH!!!!!!"

	My raw scream is blocked by the cock I have my lips locked
around. My cumming escalates to impossible levels. It's too fantastic.
I'm not sure I can stand much more. Every nerve in my body is on fire.
It's even better than being gangbanged by ten kids. I'm afraid I'm
going to faint and miss the best part.

	I can tell by the change in Don's frantic rhythm that he's
about ready to fill my mouth with explosions of sperm. He thrusts
harder, forces himself down my throat until his balls slap against my
chin. It hurts, but I don't care any more. I'm starved for the taste
of cum. When his prick starts jerking and balls start pumping, my
throat contracts around him like it's cumming, too. I never want it to
end. I never want to breathe. All I want it for this to never stop.

	After the first two blasts straight into my stomach, Don jerks
free of my mouth and shoots the rest all over my slutty face.

	"Yyyyeeeeeeeeeeesssss... cuuummmm... cuuummm... aaalll...
ooovvveeeerrr... mmmmeee!!!" I wail shrilly. "Fffiiillll... mmmeee...
up... wiiiith... your... CCCCCUUUUUUUMMMM!!!!!!!"

	I feel like the nastiest whore in the world as Don rubs his
softening prick through the sticky cum coating my face, dragging it
over my eyes, my cheeks, my chin. I suck madly when he lets me get it
back in my mouth, savoring the wonderful nectar, licking it clean,
praying it'll get hard again. When he takes it away from me, I want to
cry.

	But the two teenagers pounding my other holes claim my
attention.

	"Yyyyeeeeeeeessssss... harder... fuck... me... harder...
fuck... me... like... a... whore... deeper... deeper... give... me...
AAAALLLLL... YOUR... CCCCCCUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMM!!!!!"

	They do. In fantastic unison, both cocks erupt. Both boys
shout and pummel me. The room spins dizzily. Brightly colored dots
swim in my eyes. My whole body convulses. It's too good, too mind
boggling. Everything blurs together and gets dim. I pass out.

	They're gone when I awaken. They've left me laying obscenely
spread on the kitchen counter, their cum sticky on my face and tits,
oozing down my dangling legs from my gaping cunt and ass. I've been
used, abused and abandoned. I feel like a total slut for having begged
them to fuck me everywhere like that.

	My legs are rubbery as I groan and stand. My ass burns from
being fucked so savagely. My throat is raw from the way Don's fat cock
invaded it. I find a loose terry cloth robe and gingerly go back
outside to collect my cigarettes and discarded bikini top.

	Only after I'm back inside the house do I glimpse myself in a
mirror and realize how I look. My hair is stiff with cum. My lipstick
is smeared all the way down to my chin. I stagger to the bathroom and
let a stinging, steaming shower ease my aching muscles.

	Somewhat refreshed, I realize how hungry I am. I haven't eaten
anything but cock all day, and the refrigerator is empty. I dry my
hair and apply new makeup. I still feel nasty. I fit my puffy tits
into a tight bra and roll clean hose up my sleek legs. I step into a
fairly modest dress and tall heels. I have to go grocery shopping. I
wonder if anyone will be able to tell how thoroughly fucked I am.

From: (The Mad Dabbler)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Young Love 7 (sub wife)7/7
Date: Wed, 16 Oct 1996 12:57:23 GMT

			      Young Love
			     Chapter VII
			   Going Shopping

	I can't believe I'm really leaving the house not wearing any
panties. I climb into my minivan and hike my short dress so the cool
vinyl sticks to my bare ass. Blushing at how wicked I feel, I cover
the front of my legs with the skirt so no one can see what a slut I am
as I drive to the supermarket.

	But as I park and check my makeup in the rear view mirror, I
realize that I've used so much eyeshadow and bright red lipstick that
I look like a cheap whore. Embarrassed, I blot my mouth and wipe off
some of the color covering my eyelids. I'm here to buy food, not to
advertise my availability in public.

	I still get curious looks from other adults I know. They
aren't used to seeing me as a blonde. For a number of years I went
without wearing much makeup, and was seldom seem dressed in anything
but jeans. The changes in me surprise them, and I try to act normal
and talk about the PTA and my husband as if nothing's different.

	But the kids all know. A boy named Tim, who was one of the
four boys my son invited over to fuck me the weekend before, gives me
a knowing smile as I push my cart past the elevated office platform.
He was the one who couldn't get enough of sucking my nipples. I blush
and look away, feeling my tits tingle. I regret having worn the light
bra that lets them bounce so much and doesn't hide my nipples very
well.

	I hurriedly turn down the produce aisle and select fruits and
vegetables. I can't believe that carrots and cucumbers make me think
of boys' cocks, and the softness of ripe oranges reminds me of firm
young girl's tits as I squeeze them in my hands.

	I reprimand myself sharply for such sleazy thoughts and turn
my mind to my shopping list.

	I'm in another part of the store, searching for Bob's favorite
breakfast cereal, when Tim and a stock boy find me. There aren't any
other shoppers in sight. By the gleam in their eyes, I know I'm in
trouble. Tim stands close to one side and the other boy flanks him.
They use my shopping cart to imprison me.

	"Hi Ya, Penny. Do you know Roger? Been getting enough these
days?"

	"Hello Tim. Pleased to meet you Roger."

	"Hi, Penny. Bobby's told me all about you. Sorry I've missed
all the parties at your house."

	I'm horrified. My own son has been telling everyone he knows
about what a shameless slut I am!

	"Excuse me, boys, but I've got a lot to do today. My husband
-"

	"Isn't getting home until tomorrow, is he?" Tim smiles. His
hand goes straight for my tit and begins playing with my nipple.

	I bat his hand away and pretend to be reading a cereal box.
"Stop that, Tim! Are you crazy!"

	Roger's hand is groping my ass through my dress. I slap at his
wrist and frantically look around, terrified that someone will see how
they're molesting me. We're still alone.

	They both ignore my protests and press up against me. Roger is
behind me, his erection hard against my ass cheeks. Tim's mouth dives
to my tit and he starts sucking it, right there in the store!

	When I resist him, I have to push against Roger. When I pull
away from Roger, I'm forcing more tit into Tim's mouth.

	"Noooo," I whisper.

	They're both very strong, very insistent. Despite my horror, I
feel my nipple leaping to attention between Tim's hungry lips. Roger's
hand forces its way under the front of my skirt and instantly stabs a
finger into my shamelessly naked cunt.

	He's shocked not to encounter and obstacle. "Jesus, Tim! The
cunt's not wearing any panties!"

	"Stop... for God's sake... stop!!"

	My pussy's beginning to drool. I'm utterly humiliated. I've
just been fucked by three boys and had more orgasms than I can count
and I'm getting hot again while two more kids feel me up in the
grocery store in broad daylight!

	I'm getting frantic. I have to make them stop.

	"Please... I mean it... You'll get fired!!!"

	That makes them both look around. "Maybe she's right, Tim."

	Tim gives up his lip lock on my nipple. Roger backs off a
little but keeps his finger in my wet hole.

	"OK, Penny. We'll let you go for now - if you promise to drive
around back when you're through and fuck us both."

	My hips are trying to move on Roger's finger. My cunt's making
soft squishing noises. It's all I can do to manage not to plant my
high heels further apart and let him have his way with me right here.

	"Noooo, Tim... I can't... we'll be seen... "

	His fingers attach themselves to my hugely swollen nipple
again. Roger whispers in my ear. "Then we'll drag you into the stock
room and fuck you right now."

	"Nooooooo... please... stop... I'll... I'll do it... in...
the... car... "

	Just like that, I'm on the verge of cumming. They back off,
leaving me feeling hot and empty.

	"God, what a fucking nympho you are Penny!" Tim growls,
staring at the wet spot his mouth has left on my blouse. "I bet you
never get enough dick to satisfy you."

	I know it's true. No matter how much I get, all it takes is a
touch, no matter how gentle or vicious, and I'm ready to go again. I
can't shop any more. My mind's gone blank. The only thought in my head
is that I'm going to fuck them in the back of the van, behind the
grocery store. Will they fuck me one at a time or both together? Which
of my holes will they want? This is the first time it's happened away
from home. Will that make it different?

	It does. It's bizarre, but having Don's dick lodged in my
throat and Tim's in my pussy virtually in public makes my orgasm begin
almost before they touch me and endure even after they stop. I keep
looking around to see if we're being observed and am disappointed that
we're not.

	Their continual curses, their nonstop praise for what a
fabulous fuck I am, make me feel so raunchy, such an utter whore. And
all I feel is gratitude. For once, I'm not ashamed of what I've
become. Being treated like a sex toy in the grocery store and beside
the loading dock has changed things. I know now that it'll happen
again and again, wherever I go.

	The taste of cum lingers in my mouth after they hurry back
inside, and I lay there, spread and nude, stroking my long clit and
nipples, like I'm waiting for someone else to climb in the back with
me and the sacks of groceries. I coax yet another rolling spasm from
my tired body before buttoning the blouse over my naked tits and
wiggling the skirt down to cover my reddened pussy.

	I don't start the van immediately. I light a cigarette and
thrill to the memory of the danger as I repaint my face. This time I
consciously decide I want to look cheap and sleazy for the drive home.
I apply as much lipstick as I want, all the eyeshadow my lids can
carry. I don't give a damn who sees me or what they think. I don't
even bother to tug the skirt low enough to cover the tops of my
stockings. I leave my flimsy blue bra on the passenger seat, in plain
view. I am what I am, and I'm proud of it. I don't have anything to
hide anymore.