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Sexual Perversions - 19
by Strangesub (strangesub@yahoo.com)

***

After being dominated, fucked and abused by an older man 
who picked him up hitchhiking and then sucking off one 
of his buddies; Greg tries to strike up a relationship 
with a new girlfriend. (MF-teens, MFF, MM, bi, oral, 
anal, bd, orgy)

***

PART 19

It was 1974; I was in college; and my life had become 
more complicated.

I had done the most unbelievable things that I could 
imagine.

An older man had picked me up hitchhiking and I spent 
the night at he and his wife's home. The next day was 
Sunday and after she had gone to church, this 
respectable old gentleman had turned into a total 
pervert who shaved me naked; fucked me; whipped me; 
pissed on me; and basically used me, turning me into his 
boy toy. He practically fucked me in public and now I 
had to deal with it.

After spending a night and a day with Mr. Sanders being 
his fuck boy, I had finally passed out, naked, my ass 
well fucked and oozing cum, in my dorm room.

***

I woke up from my stupefied sleep in the late afternoon 
and went and took a shower.

Mr. Sanders had whipped me black and blue and both my 
ass and my asshole hurt like hell. I could see the marks 
in the mirror in the bathroom where he had whipped me. 

Fuck... I was so fucked.

However, in the shower, as I soaped up my still hairless 
body, trying to clean all of the piss and oil and 
bizzaro land I had gone through, I still managed to give 
myself a hard on fantasizing about everything that was 
done to me.

I thought about Mr. Sanders' huge cock raping my boy 
fuck hole as I moaned and caressed the welts on my ass.

I began playing with my asshole, slipping a soapy finger 
into the not so tight opening and remembering being 
fucked again... I added another finger, and started 
fucking my hand with my hot, still cum filled asshole. I 
fantasized about getting fucked at that rock music 
orgy...

***

...My whole body started convulsing with sensory 
overload as the lead singer's cock head slid into me, 
expanding my tight asshole ring wider and wider to the 
point that I felt like he was tearing me apart. But they 
continued holding me in place, forcing me to accommodate 
them. My own cock was throbbing, quivering on the brink 
of orgiastic splendor. I was captured by this submissive 
eros. 

The insides of my ass were on fire as he penetrated 
deeper and deeper. I felt every inch of his piercing 
fuck pole as he ravaged my burning asshole. It felt like 
a fiery log was being shoved into me.

"Yeah, you are tighter than a virgin," he crooned, 
pulling back a little, then grabbing my hips, he shoved 
his big cock home.

"Unnngghhhhh," I tried to scream as he split me open.

"This arsehole is pure cherry," he grunted as he began 
fucking my ass.

"Nnnnnnghhhh," I whimpered around Bill's massive pumping 
cock as I felt his full hard meat bury itself deep 
within my hot bowels, the rim of my spread open ass 
stretched beyond anything nature ever intended.

"UNGH, Ungh, ugnh, ungh, ughn," I grunted loudly with 
each new painful thrust.

I tried to protest between my own exclamations - 
"PLeeease... UNgh, ungh, ttoooo... ungh, ughn, bigg... 
UHHHH!"

He continued to ram his long hard cock in and out of my 
burning asshole. My hips were shaking and I suddenly 
went over the edge, the fire of the hard cock in my ass 
spreading to my whole body.

I started spasming in orgasm as I reached a plateau of 
white light, still gasping for breath after Bill's log 
was pulled from my throat; my abused asshole clutching 
around the cock, pumping in and out of me; my own stiff 
member deep within the hot fuck hole of a naked, nubile 
adolescent, crushing her under our combined fuck 
thrusts. 

"AAAAhhhh," I screamed, feeling my fiery cum bursting 
from my prick as the lead singer's hard dick slid in and 
out of my flaming asshole.

"Uuuuooohhhhhhhh," I moaned in pain as the burning fire 
turned into a scorching, torrid sensation that sent my 
sperm shooting.

"Goooddd, uh, uh, oh,oh, oh," I panted as each new 
thrust sent me farther over into the total oblivion of 
orgasming frenzy.

"AAHHhhhhh!" I cried as he again slammed his full length 
into my sodomized butt.

My anal ring clenched around his pounding manhood as he 
thrust and withdrew, in and out, faster and faster, 
fucking my wounded asshole as I continued to come.

"Uh! ... Uh! Uh! UH... UH... UHhhh," I grunted as he 
hammered into me, his balls smacking lewdly against my 
bouncing buns.

The carnal sensuality was unbearable. All that existed 
was my burning asshole getting fucked by the lead 
singer's hard cock. In and out he thrust. Each stroke 
adding a new level of erotic pain as my own hard organ 
was pumped dry...

***
 
...My hand pumped my soapy cock with my fingers jammed 
up my asshole, fucking myself, until my sperm shot out 
onto the wall of the shower where it was slowly washed 
down the drain.

After I recovered from this fantastic fantasy induced 
orgasm, I was again scared or depressed in a perverse 
sort of way.

First of all, I was jerking off in this very public 
shower; my hand shoved up my asshole. Why was I taking 
these stupid chances? Was I an irretrievable homo? Was I 
going to continue to shave myself in order to please a 
horny old pervert, Mr. Sanders? I was afraid, no matter 
how much it all turned me on. But now I was wondering if 
I should just let anyone fuck me... How the hell would I 
explain my shaved body to Pamela? Or to Todd? Or anyone 
else who might see me naked, for that matter? I could 
fuck everything up in my life.

Then again, it made me hard again - just thinking about 
it. I loved the soft, silky, naked feel of my skin. And 
he paid me five hundred fucking dollars... Hell - that 
was worth any embarrassment and perversion. Here I was, 
a guy who could barely get laid at Dunwoody, and some 
old man was willing to pay me five hundred dollars for 
my body. My sore cock ached in my hand.

Then again, it was perverse. Really fucking perverse. 
Jesus. I had let the guy piss in my mouth. I licked his 
fucking toilet. I drank his piss. That was sick. What 
wacko thing would he want me to do if I did saw him 
again? How sick a degenerate did I want to be? Very 
fucking scary.

Then again, the thought of his hot piss spraying my 
mouth and on my face kept me hard... My dick hurt just 
thinking about him pissing in my mouth, making me drink 
it. Pissing on my ass, up my ass... in public... Sick... 
Very sick.

I ached to be Mr. Sanders fuck slave boy toy.

Very fucking scary.

My immediate problem was what the hell was I going to 
tell Dick and his girlfriend? And who else for that 
matter. I was already somewhat of an outcast. What now? 
Dick was going to be convinced that I was indeed a total 
queer. Jesus.

I got dressed, smoked a joint to relax my alternate 
fantasy and depression over what I had done, and went to 
the cafeteria for dinner. Dick didn't usually eat there 
on the weekends, but this time he was there waiting for 
me. I could tell I was also the subject of a couple of 
conversations as I walked through the dining hall to sit 
next to Dick. Ann excused herself as I sat down and she 
went back to our room.

"Moran," began Dick in a rapid fire tirade, "we have a 
fucking problem. Ann is scared of you. She wants to know 
what I know about you. I don't know what to tell her. 
And I cannot afford to be the roommate of a fucking 
faggot. Do you know what happens to queers on the track 
team? They get fucked, Moran. And I am not going to be 
fucked by my teammates. I am not a queer. But, if you're 
a queer, then I am fucked by association. Do you 
understand?"

He was pretty angry. He explained all this and more to 
me in a rapid fire whisper, with his teeth clenched. I 
listened in stoned bemusement. Fuck him. I let him fuck 
my girlfriend; I sucked his cock and now he's getting 
all hot and hairy because his girlfriend and the track 
team might think that I was a queer. Give me a break.

With stoned lassitude, I explained myself to Dick - 
"Look man, you fucked Pam, I sucked your dick, Dick... 
Hot sex is hot sex. This old guy paid me, man - five 
hundred dollars. So I fucking got shaved and ran around 
naked. Big woof. I am not interested at all in being the 
campus queer. You think I want my life to go like that? 
Not a-fucking-round here, boy. Your fucking track boys 
aren't the only ones who'd want a piece of my ass. All 
of you preppy shits would be lined up outside my door, 
hot and hard. I don't need that. I like girls and I'd 
like to get laid here at Dunwoody once in awhile, 
besides Pam. So, just chill out and let everything die 
down. Deny and ignore. The most people can really say is 
that I'm a streaker. And fuck that, I might do it 
agai.."

Dick listened to me. I could see that he was still 
afraid.

"Look, Moran," he said. "You don't really understand. 
Track is my life here. And, I will fucking give you up 
if it comes down to that... And they will fucking fuck 
your ass if it comes down to that."

Fuck him. I was tired of this bullshit. I giggled and 
stared at Dick, thinking that it might be kind of 
interesting for the whole fucking track team to rape 
me... But, I didn't say anything.

"All right," he continued. "Fuck it. But - Ann is afraid 
of you now. What am I going to do about that?"

"What? She's afraid that this perverted homo is going to 
attack her?" I replied.

He finally laughed - now that I was a deviant faggot, 
what was I going to do? - rape her?!

However, I gave in on this problem - shit, he ought to 
be able to fuck his girlfriend in peace. I solved it by 
agreeing to stay that night at the fraternity house of 
one of my friends, Peter.

My friend Peter and I had gone to high school together 
and he and his girlfriend, Barb, along with Dawn and 
myself, had all dated together. He and Barb were still 
seeing each other throughout their college days and 
planned to get married. Although he also fucked around. 
I had stayed overnight in his room at the frat house 
before and I knew a lot of the people there. I probably 
could have joined that fraternity by this time, but I 
was still an independent freak and they still saw me as 
a little too hippy dippy for their more jockish 
mentality. 

Anyway, after getting my schedule together for my 
classes for the following week, I went out and got 
further wasted with my stoned smoking buddies. I almost 
spent the night at their dorm room, but I would have had 
to pass out on the floor and Peter had a nice large bed 
in his room, so I went across campus to stay by him.

I fantasized about raping Ann as I was going over to the 
frat house. She would be fucking Dick with her sitting 
on top of him. It would be late at night and the room 
would be totally dark. Dick would be tied to the bed, 
blindfolded, and she would be torturing his aching cock, 
sliding up and down its hard length, teasing him with 
her wet cunt. Unbeknownst to them I would get on the bed 
behind her and, while she was bent over, her large tits 
rubbing over Dick's body, licking his blindfolded face, 
I would shove my hard, naked cock up her ass.

She would give a scream and struggle slightly at the 
pain of this intrusion. But after I grabbed her breasts 
and started squeezing her hard nipples, the incredible 
sensation of being filled up by two hard cocks, one 
stretching her vagina and the other stuffed up her ass, 
would make her moan with pleasure. She would ride both 
cocks until we came. I would withdraw, leaving her 
asshole dripping with my cum, trickling down her crack 
to her cunt, mixing with Dick's semen. Dick would never 
know that she had been fucked up the ass while he was 
fucking her pussy. From the feel of my naked pubes, she 
would realize that it was I that fucked her, but she 
would never tell, secretly relishing the feel of my hot 
cock pumping her virgin asscunt.

Peter was just turning in when I got to his room. He had 
a large double bed and no roommate, so we were going to 
sleep in the same bed. This was no big deal - again this 
was 1974 and two guys in the same bed didn't mean 
anything sexual. We had slept in the same bed several 
times - even before college when we went on the high 
school band field trips where everybody doubled up. 
However, this time around, he stood there in his pajamas 
and, although he was friendly enough, he didn't get into 
bed. He watched me as I started happily taking off my 
clothes in my stoned condition. 

"Gregg," said Peter warily, "I heard that you went 
streaking today..."

Oh shit I thought, my hands pausing as I unbuttoned my 
shirt. I had forgotten that I was shaved naked. And, at 
this point, I was hard. Visions of clandestine orgies 
with Anne and Dick still flitted through my drug fogged 
mind. And, I had planned to sleep naked as usual. Peter 
might have normally made some sarcastic comment about 
not touching him with my naked bod, but he wouldn't have 
minded. But now, everything was different. 

"Uh, yeah, well, uh, yeah... It was, uh, like, a far out 
thing to do..." I muttered incoherently.

He was looking at my shaved chest. Well fuck it! So he 
knew already, I continued to take off my shirt.

"Look," I said, sitting on the bed facing away from him 
and disrobing. "It was like, a bet, you know? I did this 
wacko thing and I won the bet."

"Did you actually, you know, with some old guy?" Peter 
queried.

Fuck! I threw off my underwear and pants, stood up and 
turned around to face him.

"Yeah!" I retorted, "And he paid me too!"

He looked at my shaved body with amazement. My dick was 
hard and prominent, bobbing in front of me.

"No shit?" he commented. "You did all your hair and 
had... you know, with this old guy?" 

"Yeah, I had sex with him," I admitted. "It wasn't bad. 
He paid me five hundred dollars, Peter."

In my stoned state, my cock was throbbing - marijuana 
was an aphrodisiac to me and my whole body always had a 
sensual glow when I was stoned.

He looked at me from across the bed, staring at my 
shaved genitals and my hard prick with bemusement. "Five 
hundred dollars?" he remarked with awe in his voice.

"That's right," I said a little proudly.

"I guess you liked it," said Peter softly, gazing at my 
crotch.

"Oh shit...I, uh, it was cool." I trailed off, my cock 
now pulsing with a mind of its own. 

Peter continued to look at my hard on in nervous, 
embarrassed fascination. Then I could see his own dick 
rising inside of his pajamas.

Oh? Peter? Damn.

We both stared at each other quietly as his cock 
stiffened and finally popped out of the slit of his 
pajama front. My heart was beating faster and I had a 
fluttery feeling in the pit of my stomach. We seemed 
frozen there, neither one of us saying anything, both of 
our cocks hard and hot. 

"Well, shit," I said, jumping up in the air and landing 
my backside on his bed, my stiff manhood bouncing around 
in the air, "I guess it's time for bed."

He continued to stand there, incapacitated with 
weirdness, looking like he was trapped, but not saying a 
thing, staring at my naked, clean shaven body, my hard 
peter throbbing, pre cum beginning to ooze from its wet 
tip. Then, he looked away and sat on the bed. He lay 
back, tense, his hard thick cock sticking up, stretching 
out over his pajama clad waist. I tentatively reached 
over the bed, and caressed his stiff meat, eliciting a 
groan from Peter.

He closed his eyes and his thighs shuddered as I pulled 
his thick manhood farther out of the fly of his pajamas.

"Uhhhh," he moaned as I closed my fingers around his 
cock head and his hips twitched.

I grasped his distended shaft and began slowly 
masturbating my hand up and down its length. Peter mouth 
fell open and he began panting in lust almost 
immediately. His hips did a jerky dance on the bed . My 
own lust took over again and I turned myself around and 
put my mouth to his red, swollen prick. 

"Ahhh, oohhhhh," he cried out as my lips covered the 
mushroom glans of his hard cock.

I leaned into his hips and took his thickly burgeoning 
member into my mouth, feeling him twitch as he pushed 
his ass off the bed and skewered my oral cavity. I 
sucked hungrily in my stoned, erotic state, as though we 
had been homosexual lovers for years, and I began to 
caress and cradle Peter's semen-filled testicles beneath 
his ramrod cock. We were both mewling as his body shook 
and his hot meat slithered over my lips and teeth into 
my warm, wet, pleasure seeking hole. The thick organ 
seemed to fill everything, and as Peter started shaking, 
it wormed steadily deeper, rubbing down the full length 
of my tongue. He pushed and I sucked, skewering my 
mouth, until he propelled his cock head into my throat, 
embedding himself in me. 

I gurgled for air to keep from choking even as I sucked 
him harder and buried my nose into his hairy balls. He 
slid his hard prick in and out of my mouth, his sex 
working with a mind of its own as I gasped and let him 
plunge again into my throat. I tightened my lips and 
swished my tongue with vengeance around and around the 
throbbing shaft sliding in and out of my stretched lips, 
his hardness bruising the inside of my throat, sending 
waves of masochistic pleasure through me.

"AHHH, Ahhh, ahhhh," moaned Peter from above as my 
cheeks hollowed out, as I drew them tightly over the 
sides of his steel hard prick. I sucked him deep, taking 
all of his hard length until there was nothing left. His 
hips pressed hard against my face and he came. His hot 
cum spurted into my throat and I swallowed, gyrating on 
the bed, my esophagus milking his ejaculating tool. I 
pulled my mouth off of his pulsing prick and grabbed his 
slick length with my hand as I gasped for air. I covered 
him again with my lips while he shot another load of hot 
cream. I felt him shoot his jizz into my mouth and I 
enjoyed the sensation of his cum discharging onto my 
tongue. I was gasping, sucking the head of his 
ejaculating penis while he moaned in ecstasy. 

His orgasm dribbled down to nothing and we both lay 
there for a moment, panting, my mouth on his dick head, 
filled with his sperm, covering his prick. Finally, I 
sucked his cock clean and lay back on my side of the 
bed, reveling in this weird feeling, my mouth still full 
of cum. Peter turned his back to me as I lay next to him 
and grabbed my own throbbing prick.

Swishing his cum around my mouth with my tongue, feeling 
it still ooze down my throat to my stomach, I jerked 
myself off, savoring the naked feel of my genitalia 
until I splashed my own seed onto my nude, smooth body. 
At the same time I swallowed the rest of his spunk and 
nodded off into orgiastic oblivion.

Peter was already gone when I awoke the next morning. 
Once more I had a massive piss hard on. Once more my 
mouth tasted like old cum and my throat was clogged with 
sperm. Once more I stumbled out of Peter's room with 
only a towel around my waist, my cock pushing it out in 
front, to go to the bathroom on his floor. I really had 
to pee. This was so weird. It was only yesterday that I 
had been in this exact same position... What bizarre 
things were in store for me today?

Someone was in the shower as I went into the bathroom, 
put my towel on the shower hook and forced the piss out 
of my hard on to arc into the urinal. I debated about 
whether or not to take a shower, but my dick was still 
hard and I didn't want to explain myself again to 
whoever it was that was in the shower. So, I walked over 
to the sink and started splashing water on myself to 
wash off my own crusty cum and clean my genitals. As I 
was performing my ablutions, the guy in the shower shut 
it off and came out. 

"Hey Moran, what are you doin' here?"

I glanced over my shoulder. It was Ike, one of the 
hockey jocks that made up Pete's fraternity. His bulky 
naked body was extremely hairy and his soft thick cock 
bobbed out of giant bush of brown hair.

"Uh, my roommate's girlfriend was over... I spent the 
night in Pete's room..." I said as I nonchalantly walked 
over and tried to grab my towel off of the hook.

"Damn!" said Ike, wonderingly, "What did you do to 
yourself?' He looked at my hairless face and chest and 
then at my still hard, hairless genitalia.

"Uhh," I temporized, grabbing my towel and turning away, 
"You know, I, I, cut my beard..."

I covered myself with my towel. My heart was pounding 
again and I felt my dick begin to deflate a little bit. 
He stood in front of me naked and I tried not to stare 
at his thick cock. I thought about going down on my 
knees and taking his soft cock into my mouth, feeling it 
grow and stretch my lips... while I continued to stammer 
out a reply.

"I, uh, well you know... my... girlfriend, uh..." Damn! 
Now my dick was getting harder.

- Ike would pull me to my feet after I had made his 
thick cock grow and glisten with my mouth, turn me 
around and shove his hard manhood into my ass, splitting 
my tiny asshole with his thick man flesh...

"It's was just a cool thing..." I said as I fled the 
bathroom.

Jesus! My head was spinning. What the fuck was wrong 
with me? Did Mr. Sanders turn me into a faggot? Did I 
have to be a homosexual now that, that, what? What?

I quickly got dressed and went back to my room to get 
high. I didn't want to face anybody... Everybody 
wondering what I was... I was wondering what I was... I 
was just in the bathroom with this guy. I had been in a 
lot of bathrooms with a lot of guys and never got hard. 
Shit, I had slept naked next to Peter and never even 
thought about cock... This whole shit was frightening me 
again. Did doing all of this weird shit with Mr. Sanders 
actually activate some homosexual button so that now I 
was a faggot?

Getting high and calming down; going to classes and 
realizing that although some people were giving me "the 
once over" because of whatever they had heard, most 
people hadn't heard or could care less - this put me 
back into my normally mellow state of mind of "fuck it 
if they can't take a joke..."

I ordinarily spent a lot of time in an alternate mental 
reality, and now my mind was shooting around in an even 
more agitated fashion than usual. Was I queer? Who 
cares? What were people thinking? Who cares? What would 
Pam say? Shit, would she like me shaved?

Gradually I calmed down over the following week. I 
stopped having homosexual fantasies every five minutes, 
now I just fantasized about all sorts of sex every ten 
minutes or so - perfectly normal for me.

I decided to keep shaving just in case I was queer now - 
maybe I would get another 500 smackers... Besides I 
liked the sensual, smooth feel of my hairless genitals. 
It was a new high jerking off.

Peter acted as if absolutely nothing had happened 
between us. He didn't even act weird or embarrassed. I 
was fine to leave it that way. I won't ask and he won't 
tell. Dick actually opened up a little bit about sex 
with me in a preppy sort of way. He told me about half 
of the track team (including him) fucking this one kid 
who was queer. According to him, it happened at other 
schools also. He had been invited more than once to "do" 
some kid who was a faggot. It seemed to a sort of 
homoerotic / homosexual / homophobic jock head trip that 
track team members were partial to... They weren't 
queer, but they could fuck with other people who were... 
At least that explained him wanting me to suck his cock. 
I didn't try to figure it out. I just went with the 
flow.

People who might have given me a hard time didn't say 
anything other than congratulating me on my streak. I 
guess nobody really knew, or it was just too weird to 
talk about...

About a week and half after all of new homo sex and my 
public display of my bod, one of my casual female friend 
classmates, Janie, wanted to work with me on a project. 
We were in a creative writing class and we were supposed 
to collaborate with someone else in writing a story. She 
invited me to be her partner. No big deal, except that 
everything had a sexual connotation to me. We were 
friendly with each other and had done things together - 
like go to a party with other friends, or hang out on 
the quad, but she had never really shown any interest in 
working with me before - like being alone with me. And 
she was almost conspiratorial when she suggested we work 
together. Did she want my wacky ideas or me? Hmmm.

Janie was 19 years old, had very short, brown hair and 
wore glasses. She also wore loose clothing or overalls. 
Sort of like the baggy stuff that is worn nowadays, but 
then it was considered a little odd, especially at our 
preppy school. The thing is that she was pretty and had 
enough of a figure that her ample chest was still 
noticeable in her loose clothing. She had a friendly 
smile. She wore very little makeup or just had a 
naturally beautiful complexion and full sensual lips. I 
liked her. So, we made a date to work together the 
following evening.

The few friends that I had at Dunwoody, besides my 
stoned smoking buddies, were in the theater arts 
department. Dunwoody was a small school with no theater 
arts major, but really good facilities. So, the group of 
us that did theater were pretty tight. (Oddly enough, 
with all of our kidding around, nobody made any 
innuendos about my streaking and my shaved body. If they 
maybe thought I was queer, they kept it to themselves - 
actors... maybe other people had secrets?)

One of my buddies was Barbie Toren. She was a junior and 
had a steady boyfriend, Ken, who was also in theater. 
She was a mousy little girl who was cute, but not 
particularly ravishing - small butt, not much in the 
breast department and sort of an angular small face with 
a button nose. But she had a wonderful smile, a wicked 
sense of humor, and we were friends. We would 
occasionally get into a sort of therapeutic talking 
about our sex lives, skirting anything really 
titillating, but getting into the differences and 
attitudes of men and women. It was a casual flirtation 
kind of thing which left me with the idea that one of 
these days, we might end up in bed together. If I was 
going to tell anyone (which I wasn't) about having been 
a sex boy toy for Mr. Sanders, it would have been 
Barbie.

We had a rehearsal for a scene we were doing together on 
the day I was going to study with Janie, and Barbie 
suggested we work on it again later that evening in her 
dorm room. I explained that I had a date to work on a 
creative writing project. She inquired where and I told 
her - Randolph dorm (which had just turned co-ed) on the 
fourth floor, which, when I said it, I realized was her 
floor. 

"Who," she inquired casually.

"Janie Angelique," I replied.

"Oh," she said with a knowing look on her face. "My room 
is next door to hers. Maybe when you're done, you could 
come over."

"Maybe I'll be busy," I said diffidently.

"Oh," she said again, this time smiling and arching her 
eyebrows. "Really?"

"I don't know," I protested feebly, "We're going to be 
studying together..."

"Hmmm," she looked at me speculatively, as if she knew 
something I didn't, "We'll see. Maybe I'll see you if 
you have time."

On my way over to Janie's room, I thought a little bit 
about Barbie and her roommate. And then I thought about 
Janie and her roommate, whom I didn't know. I fantasized 
about having the four girls suck me... Four hot, naked 
teenagers, all competing to lick my hard meat. Four 
different mouths on my cock, sucking my balls, licking 
my crotch, probing at my asshole. They are licking me, 
fucking my ass with their tongues, moaning with desire 
and passion. Until, they all line up on the bed, on 
their hands and knees, their naked butts up in the air 
and beg me to fuck them. Each crotch is wet - shiny with 
their own secretions. 

Each girl reaches around behind herself to open up her 
cunt lips, saying Fuck me... no, Fuck me... I kneel on 
the bed and pick one cunt at random, slamming my cock in 
deep to the hilt. She squeals in shock at my assault. 
Then I jump over to the next wet pussy, fucking her, and 
then the next and the next. I brutally fuck each waiting 
cunt, savoring the different sizes, colors and textures. 
I plunge my hard tool in and out at random, switching 
cunts, making each girl groan and pant with 
gratification, begging me to fuck them harder. 

Suddenly I switch holes and plunge my ravaging tool into 
Barbie's asshole. She screams in pain, but I hold her, 
fucking her until she moans with pleasure. Then I move 
on to Janie's asshole. She knows what is coming but 
endures the savage pain until she too is moaning with 
pleasure. When I move on to Janie's roommate, but she 
tries to get away as my stiff manhood penetrates her 
ass. On either side of her, Janie and Barbie grab her 
naked tits and shoulders and force her back onto my 
invading cock as she screams with pain and I skewer her 
virgin asshole . I plunge deep into her, fucking her ass 
hard and fast until she finally starts moaning, begging 
me to fuck her harder. The last girl quietly submits to 
her ass fucking, crying out with heated passion as I 
pump her shit hole. 

Finally, I am ready to cum and I tell the girls to suck 
me off. They all turn around to suck me again - four 
mouths on my cock and balls and tongues on my inner 
thighs and asshole, licking their own assholes off of my 
massive cock. They eat my ass, suck my cock, suck my 
balls, until I finally spew a gallon of cum, filling the 
mouth of each girl to overflowing, my sperm everywhere 
as their naked flesh becomes splattered with my hot, 
white fluid, their tits bouncing, hard nipples covered 
with cum. Each girl has her hand on her own crotch, 
masturbating herself, plunging her fingers deep into her 
own cunt, as they all writhe and moan with uncontrolled 
hedonism.

***

When Janie answered the door, she was dressed in 
overalls and a t-shirt. With her more than ample chest, 
short brown hair and glasses, I thought she looked 
really cute.

She was very friendly and seemed happy to work with me. 
I had always liked her and I mentally kicked myself for 
not getting to know her better before now. But once we 
started talking, we totally clicked. The topics ranged 
far and wide. Janie was impressed with my grasp of "the 
meaning of the universe." I had a certain "wisdom" that 
she was unfamiliar with. As our creative writing topic 
was supposed to be "alternate fiction," which ranged 
from fantasy to science fiction to almost anything, we 
came up with the idea of changing genders. We would 
write a story about changing sex - completely. A normal 
heterosexual man changes into a total biological woman.

We got into an argument when our man character who 
changed into a woman, was going to get laid for the 
first time after becoming a woman. I wanted her hot to 
trot, wet and willing to fuck like a bunny, still having 
all of her male desires. Janie wanted her to carefully 
select the guy she was going to fuck.

At one point in the conversation, Janie said, "On some 
things, you know so much more than I do. I can't begin 
to understand the deeper meaning of things like you can, 
but women I know about. A man, for instance you, might 
get his kicks from running around naked or exposing 
himself. Not many women would get their kicks that way."

"Huh, you heard about that?" I said.

"Yeah," she replied sarcastically, "I also heard that 
you shaved more than just your beard."

"I did," I commented simply.

And then, because of the whole intimacy of the evening 
and the relaxed quality of the whole discussion, I said, 
"Would you like to see?"

She looked at me smiling, and without hesitating, she 
said, "Yes."

As Janie watched, I took off my shirt and shoes and then 
pulled off my pants (I wasn't wearing underwear) and 
stood in front of her, totally naked.

My cock immediately began to grow.

"Wow," she said with admiration. "How does that feel?"

With my hard on rapidly stiffening, I said to her, "Why 
don't you find out. You can go ahead and touch, if you'd 
like. I don't mind."

I was still trying to be nonchalant - her older, wiser 
teacher, showing her that sex and nudity and writing and 
philosophy were all one. Everything was Okay. Gently, 
she reached out her hand and felt my hairless chest, 
running her palm down my smooth skin. She smiled when 
she got to my crotch, touching my bald pubic area, 
running her fingers around my stiff boner and down to my 
hairless balls. I grunted in excitement as she lifted my 
testicles and caressed them.

"I would venture a guess that you like this," I said, 
trying not to moan and pant at her fondling my naked 
genitals -teacher; philosopher; ooo yeah.

"This is great," she said, her eyes shining. "I think 
I'd like to do that. Does it feel any different?"

She was softly rubbing my naked flesh, caressing my 
balls, stroking my pubes, her fingers lightly running 
over my hard cock when she said this. Fuck. I couldn't 
fucking believe that I was on display like this and 
still having a conversation about it.

"It feels great," I said, looking her in the eye and 
reaching for her shoulders. "Let me show you."

I gently stood her up and reached for clasp on her 
overalls.

She put her hand on mine. "Greg, I don't know. I'm not 
sure that... "

"Janie," I cut her off, "I am standing her stark naked 
in front of you. We are going to try a little experiment 
here. Let's take your clothes off and I will personally 
shave your pubic area. We don't have to do anything else 
other than that. That would be fine with me."

She looked at me, and realized that after all of our 
previous conversation, that she could trust me. But 
then, she thought further and said, "What if I don't 
like it?"

"It'll grow back," I replied, with a smile.

She let me undo one overall clasp, and then the other. 
She let the top fall as I undid her side buttons and 
pushed the overalls down over her shapely hips to bunch 
up on the floor. God, she looked good. She had long 
beautiful legs that met perfectly at her crotch, which 
was covered by very sexy looking white lace panties. Her 
hairy bush was sticking out at her crotch line. Her t-
shirt ended just about her panties, almost exposing her 
belly button, but again, definitely showing her pubic 
hairs traveling above her panty line up her belly. She 
had a fucking lot of hair. Freed of her overalls, her 
huge tits pushed out against her t-shirt. I wondered 
what they would look like under her bra. 

"Greg," she said hesitantly as she stepped out of her 
overalls, "I really don't know about this. Maybe we 
should wait until we.. you know, get to know each other 
better. I'm sorry, but I..."

"Look," I said, putting my hands on her hairy crotch.

"Ohh," she gave a little gasp.

"You want to see what it feels like to be shaved," I 
continued, "This is exactly what our story is about. You 
need to get my perspective and I need to get yours. I 
can even get dressed if it makes you feel better about 
this."

"No," she said quickly, "I like you like that."

"No, I mean," she said again as she blushed, "I mean, 
you look fantastic, but I don't know if we should make 
love and we're all alone together and maybe shaving 
would be nice but I don't know if I'm ready to make love 
and if we are all alone and I'm naked then I-I-I don't 
know..."

She tapered off in a plaintive moan, my hand was still 
on her crotch. Shit. I wasn't going to rape this girl. I 
didn't want to force her. I was incapable of sweet-
talking her into this. But dammit all, I was fucking 
naked here with a hot babe and I wanted to at least play 
with her! Alone. Alone? ...!

"Look, your main problem is that it's just the two of 
us. Maybe we can get someone else to sit in and watch. 
You know your next door neighbor, Barbie Torens?

"What?" she said, looking at me in shock

"Look," I said, "Barbie's a good friend of mine. She 
could chaperon while I shaved you... An idea, eh? huh? 
Not bad?"

I raised my eyebrows and looked at her with a smile, 
trying to put all of my limited charm into this idea.

Janie's mouth fell open and she started laughing. 
"Barbie? Barbie? Yeah. Yeah, that'd be okay. You have to 
tell her what's going on though."

I was already jamming my legs into my pants, zipping up 
over my raging hard on. I was puzzled by her funny 
reaction but I didn't give a fuck. I was out the door 
and down the hall in a second.

Barbie opened the door after I knocked on it and looked 
at me in amusement. 

"You need some writing tips, Greg?" she commented wryly, 
eying me dressed only in my pants, my cock pushing out 
the front like a lever.

"Look, Barbie," I began in a rush, "You're one of my 
best friends and you live next door and I'm about to 
shave Janie's pubic hairs off like me, except that she's 
nervous and wants someone else there with her so that I 
don't take advantage of her and please, please, be a 
friend and come over right now."

"Janie?" she looked amazed. Then she snickered. 
"Absolutely. This I've got to see."

She said that in almost the exact same way that Janie 
had said "Barbie," and I was again puzzled, but I took 
her by the hand and led her down to Janie's room.

"Hey Jane," said Barbie as she walked in.

"Hey Barb" said Janie.

Good. They were fucking friends. Not wanting to lose any 
momentum here, I went to the sink and found scissors, a 
new razor and some shaving foam. I threw a washcloth 
into the sink and turned on the hot water to let it 
soak.

"Okay, here we go," I said, to the girls. "Janie, lie on 
the bed. Barbie, have a seat."

After the girls complied, I reached for Janie's 
panties... I then noticed that she had taken off her bra 
underneath her t-shirt and I could clearly make out the 
shape of her very large breasts. Her nipples were just 
as large and poked through the material of her t-
shirt... Shit! I had to force myself to continue to "be 
cool."

Janie lifted up her hips as I pulled her beautiful white 
lace panties off of her bushy cunt. I gave her panties 
to Barbie saying, "You are the keeper of the panties, 
miss chaperon. You can make sure that there is no funny 
business going on."

Both girls looked at each other and laughed as Barbie 
took Janie's panties. I was pleased that things were 
going so well, but I was still a little puzzled. What I 
had just said was not that funny. Fuck it. Trying to 
extend this good will mood, I suggested that it would be 
easier, less messy for me, if I took my pants off.

"Okay," Janie said; "Sure," replied Barbie, "I haven't 
got to see what the new product looks like."

I took off my pants again as both girls watched. 
Exposing myself to Barb was a new thrill. "May I touch?" 
asked Barbie, looking at Janie, not me.

Janie shrugged. Barbie reached out to caress my naked 
pubic area, her hand also brushing against my stiff 
cock. "That's very nice," she said. "This could become a 
fad... Go ahead Greg, let's see how Jane looks bare."

I picked up the scissors and reached down to Janie's 
cunt hairs as she watched. Bunching a tuft of hair 
between my fingers, I snipped it off.

"Wait!" cried Janie, too late. "I don't know..." her 
hands went to her crotch, "I-I... can't watch this."

"Okay," I said diffidently. "How about if we blindfold 
you? Maybe... we could even tie your hands up?"

"Oh," Janie gave a little moan.

She shuddered slightly and squeezed her legs together. 
Damn! The idea turned her on! Shit!

"Give me panties, Barbie," I said quickly, wanting to do 
this before she could think about it. "Get me nylons or 
even long knee socks from the drawer."

Both girls watched as Barbie did what I told her to do. 
I covered Janie's eyes with the panties and tied them in 
place with a long white knee sock. "With Barb here to 
protect your honor," I said, "you should have no fear at 
further restraints to help you relax."

With that, I tied a pantyhose around each of her naked 
ankles and stretched them down to the bed frame, tying 
off the other end there and spreading her legs wide open 
so that her cunt crack was clearly visible. She didn't 
resist and moaned slightly while I tied her. Her hands 
fluttered and she squeezed her rib cage below her 
breasts in her nervousness. 

My cock was quivering now and the tip was oozing its 
precum fluid. Barbie was leaning forward and watching 
with what looked to me to be very rapt attention. I 
think this was turning her on too. Fuck again. I decided 
to go for the gold and I took Janie's hands off of her 
belly and put them over her head. She still didn't 
resist as I tied them together saying, "We don't want 
you to make any sudden movements now. This is a very 
delicate operation."

"Ooohhhh," she breathed out as I pulled her hands up and 
also tied them to the head of her bed, securing her 
tightly.

Now I could see the reasoning behind Barb being here. I 
might have just fucking raped her, tied up, helpless, 
with her cunt spread open for the taking. My clear 
precum fluid dripped off of my cock onto her bed as I 
picked up the scissors again to trim her massive cunt 
bush.

"Maybe you want to help me," I said huskily to Barbara, 
as I snipped another locket of hair off of Janie's 
pussy. 

"That's a great idea," whispered Barbie, rising out of 
her chair and standing next to me, holding Janie's cunt 
hairs up between her fingers.

Janie moaned as Barbie touched her crotch and her hip 
twitched. I could see that the bottom crack of her 
vagina was getting wet with her juices.

Fucking incredible. I was fucking shaved naked with two 
women and I actually had Janie tied to the bed while I 
was fucking cutting off her pubic hair. Fucking 
incredible. 

I couldn't help expressing my glee as I said, "This is 
great," while Barb held and I trimmed her overgrown cunt 
bush.

Janie increased her murmurs and moans the more we 
manipulated her pussy flesh and by the time her hair was 
trimmed down to the stubbly flesh, she was writhing with 
unfulfilled anticipation. I was breathing heavily too as 
Barb and I worked on in silence. Barbie was definitely 
also turned on. Her tongue licked her lips in nervous 
passion as we worked on Jane's pussy.

"AAhhhh, ohh, ohh, ohh," cried Janie as I applied the 
hot washcloth to her whole crotch area in readiness to 
shave her stubble. 

"Mmmm," murmured Barbie. She put her hand on Janie's 
cloth covered wet slit and gently rubbed the washcloth 
directly against her clit. 

"Oh fuck no," Janie's hips strained upwards against 
Barbie's invasive hand and shook as her clitoris was 
stimulated by my friend. 

It suddenly occurred to me that possibly they had been 
together before... Damn.

"Let's shave," I said, removing Barbie's hand and 
bringing it to my lips, kissing and licking the finger 
that had been playing with Janie's clit.

I removed the washcloth and squirted some shaving cream 
lather into my hand. I massaged the lather into the 
stubbly fuzz on Janie's mound. By now, she was moaning 
openly and wiggling her naked hips, straining against 
her bonds, as I applied the shaving lather.

To my delight and amazement, Barbie started silently 
taking off her own clothes. I tried to be nonchalant 
about that as I continued to massage Janie's pubis, 
letting my fingers hit her clit button as I watched 
Barbie disrobe. I continued to slather the lather, not 
wanting to trust myself to shaving Janie while my hands 
began trembling at this wonderful, fantastic, perfect 
fantasy that I had stumbled into. I thanked all gods, 
past and present. And I tried to hold back from simply 
beginning to fuck Janie with my hand or from jumping up 
and rubbing my white lathered hand into Barbie's now 
exposed pussy. But, god I wanted to... I continued 
rubbing the shaving foam all over Janie's crotch until 
Barbie was completely nude.

She was just as I had described her - short, with a 
small, cute face. Her tits were also undersized and were 
shaped like an adolescent girl's, even though Barbie was 
a year older than both Janie and myself. Her cunt bush 
was very lightly haired and I could see her cunt lips 
through her hair. She looked wet too.

"Ogod you guys," groaned Janie, still blindfolded, "Stop 
playing and just do it."

"Give me hand," I said to Barbie, hoarsely, trying to 
control my passion.

Barbie spread the skin taut at the top of her crotch and 
I began shaving. I put a bowl of hot water on the bed 
and, using my wet fingers, I removed some of the excess 
lather from Janie's twat, between Barbie's open fingers. 

"Don't move too much," I said to Janie as my finger 
found her clit again. 

I wiped off the slippery soap, tracing the outline to 
the top of her slit. Janie's hips move upwards slightly, 
and she moaned again as her cunt lips parted. Her chest 
began rising faster now. I took a delicate, slow stroke 
with the razor, taking off only a tiny bit of hair. All 
three of us were obviously enjoying ourselves and I 
wanted to be as sensual as possible, eliciting nothing 
but excited moans from both girls. 

I continued shaving her hair, slowly, Barbie's fingers 
following me, drawing Janie's pubes tight as I worked 
gently over her mons. I kept on deliberately knocking 
against the hood of he clit, making sure that my razor 
was not on her skin, as she jerked in response. Barbie's 
fingers moved over Janie's naked flesh as she helped me, 
opening Janie's legs and letting me delve into her 
crotch. I could feel the hot cunt fluids seeping out 
onto the back of my hands as I moved back and forth, 
going deeper and trying to remove all vestiges of hair. 
I kept on laving her cunt lips with hot water, making 
her squirm and moan again and again until finally she 
was bare. I could see her engorged labia and her sticky 
cunt cream now leaking out the bottom of her beautiful 
slit.

"Okay," I said to Barbie, " now let's untie her. We have 
to finish."

We quickly pulled off the nylons and Barbie pulled off 
Janie's blindfold. As I told Janie to turn over on all 
fours, she reached out for Barbie's naked cunt. 

"Uhhhhh," shuddered Barbie as Janie touched the naked 
girl's wet cunt, inserting a finger to lightly run up 
and down her slit.

"Roll over I'll finish you." I said, trying to get the 
girls attentions.

Yes, they were definitely friends. Barbie bent over and 
reached down to help Janie roll over. As I got her on 
hands and knees, Janie turned her head and the two girls 
started kissing. They sighed with satisfaction as I 
spread Janie's legs again. I probably could have mounted 
her and fucked her right then and there without any more 
objections, but I was enraptured by the whole scene. I 
still wanted to be a gentleman and I really wanted to 
shave her ass... As the girls passionately kissed, I 
began to lather around Janie's asshole. I could feel her 
tense slightly, but I gently stroked her ass and let her 
relax as Barbie laid down under her face and they 
continued kissing, exchanging lips and tongues. Janie's 
hips moved to my hands as I lathered her puckered hole. 
She had a tight firm ass and I loved the feel of it. 

My chest was tight with lust. I shook my head in wonder 
at this fantastic situation. I pulled on one of Janie's 
butt cheeks, spreading her wide open and gently scraped 
the razor across her asscrack. Having just had this done 
to me, I felt like I knew exactly how to play with her 
ass. I certainly knew what it felt like. Janie put her 
head down on the bed, next to Barbie's cheek, moaning, 
trying not to move her ass as I delicately shaved the 
perineum between her asshole and her cunt. Soon her 
backside was as bare as her front, and I started 
cleaning her off with the washcloth. I could smell her 
cunt musk -

"Barbie," I asked, "Do you think this is good enough?"

Barbie moved back to me and examined Janie's open ass 
and cunt, now bare of hair.

"It's almost done." she said softly, caressing Janie's 
beautiful ass.

Then she went to the sink, got a bottle of lotion and 
poured some into her hands. She slid them up the backs 
of Janie's thighs, just below her buttocks. The slippery 
cream let her hands glide over the taut ass cheeks 
easily. I put my hands on top of Barbie's and knelt 
between Janie's spread legs. As both of our hands 
slithered over her ass, I leaned forward and extended my 
tongue. Barbie was standing, looking down at Janie's ass 
as I glanced up at her and smiled, then stuck my tongue 
into her asshole, rimming the puckered hole.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Janie sighed, trying to raise her butt 
higher.

Our slippery hands continued to caress her thighs, 
running around to the front and then back again and I 
slipped my tongue down, closer to her cunt crack. Her 
ass trembled as I teased the sensitive area between her 
openings, flicking my tongue rapidly. 

She moaned again with pleasure at my ministrations. I 
shifted down and my tongue found the opening to her 
vagina and tasted the creamy juices that were seeping 
from her. I shoved my tongue into her, again flicking it 
around sensually. All the while Barbie's hands continued 
to slip around her bare ass and bald cunt. She was 
moaning with real passion now and I could feel her 
tension, her desire. I turned around, laid on the bed 
and pulled her cunt to my face, licking the wet, musky 
opening towards her clit. Moving slowly, I teased her 
cunt lips, pulling on her labia, making her moan harder. 
I stopped just before reaching her clit.

Then I started lapping at her newly shaved pubes. As I 
used my hands to massage her slippery ass cheeks, Barbie 
moved down to the foot of the bed and I felt her lotion 
covered hands on my crotch.

"Ohhhhh," I started moaning into Janie's cunt as Barbie 
began giving my smooth crotch and pulsing wet cock the 
attention that we had just given Janie's genitalia. 

Janie's hips were rocking now, trying to force my tongue 
and mouth to touch her clit. I pushed her back up.

"Still. Don't move." I said softly. She held still.

My tongue started below her clit, running up her slit 
until I found her hard bud. Using just the tip, I 
flicked over her clit as fast as I could, holding her 
hips still. Seconds after I started, I could feel her 
trying to force her impassioned naked flesh down against 
me. As her movements became more and more urgent, I felt 
my cock being engulfed by Barbie's warm mouth. 

"Uh, god," I moaned, arching my hips as Janie pushed her 
cunt to my lips and began to rock her whole body on my 
face.

I swished my head back, sucking on her whole cunt, 
sucking her clit and her cunt lips into my mouth, 
spitting them out with my tongue thrust against her 
clitoris. At the same time, I let go of her hips and 
Janie pressed her hot naked twat firmly into my face, 
smashing my nose and mouth into her fiery womanhood.

"AHHH, ahh, ahh,hhhhh," She started crying out as her 
hips rose and fell, her liquid fuck juices washing over 
me as she tried to fuck my face.

She began trembling harder and harder and then Barbie's 
mouth was gone and I could feel her straddling my body 
as she lowered her wet cunt onto my waiting, aching 
penis. Barbie immediately began fucking me hard, 
bouncing up and down, grinding her hairy crotch into my 
hairless one. She leaned forward and our chins met as 
she tried to worm her tongue into Janie's ass crack down 
to the V of her hot wet fuck box while my mouth was 
smothered in her grinding clitoris. I could feel Janie's 
spasms, her cunt pulsing against my mouth as my cock 
pulsed in Barbie's cunt. Janie's slick, bubbly cream 
coated my lips and chin, her hot liquids running over 
me.

She started chanting "Ohhh, ohh, ohh,ohh, ohh, hh, 
hhhhhh" over and over until she let out a long moan, the 
pitch changing and trailing off as a great orgasm washed 
over her.

Her cunt pulsated on my mouth and I reached out and 
grabbed Barbie's naked ass cheeks as I thrust hard 
upwards, my scalding cum shooting out of my cock, 
flooding the recesses of Barbie's hot, hot cunt. Barbie 
increased her cunt grinding, banging her in face into 
Janie's asshole as she let out her own scream of 
pleasure shaking her pussy over my spurting cock.

"AHHHH, OHHN, UHHH, uuhh, hhhhh," we all moaned and 
groaned in unison, writhing in release, our young, hot, 
naked flesh pushing against each other over and over 
again. We cried out as our wet juices erupted inundating 
our hot flesh with raunchy carnal passion. We all 
groaned and fucked and squealed and shook with unbridled 
lust.

Slowly, I let loose my lip lock on Janie's pussy, 
letting her labia slide from my mouth. She shuddered for 
a moment and then sighed, deeply, rubbing her cunt 
against my face and forehead like a cat as she rolled 
over, letting my head free. Still riding my hard cock, 
Barbie reached down and started gently licking Janie's 
cunt juices from my face and lips. I sighed and closed 
my eyes. Almost heaven...

Janie looked at her bald cunt and giggled. "I look like 
I'm twelve years old."

I turned my head and watched as she reached down and 
rubbed her now bare pussy, running a finger through her 
slit and up to the top. She paused, gently fondling 
herself, her bright pink clit sticking out.

"You look incredibly sexy," Barbie said, my cock still 
embedded in her cunt. "I think you need some more lotion 
though." 

She got off of my stiff meat then and got the bottle of 
lotion. I followed her naked form with my eyes, content 
to rest next to Janie's beautiful naked thigh. Barbie 
squirted some lotion on her hands and came back to the 
bed, kneeling between Janie's outspread legs. Again, she 
pulled her legs apart farther and began to spread the 
lotion on her bare pubis I turned my face, gently 
licking Janie's thigh, enjoying the smell of the lotion 
as Janie exhaled contentedly and stretched her arms 
above her head. 

Barbie massaged Janie's genitals, rubbing the lotion 
into the skin. Her fingers again played with Janie's now 
swollen, exposed clit, causing her to warm up again and 
squirm. Then Barbie slid her hands up Janie's body, 
pushing her t-shirt up until Janie helped her, drawing 
the t-shirt over her head, finally leaving her totally 
naked. I got up and sat on the edge of the bed, my 
manhood only half hard now, as Barbie gently massaged 
Janie's large breasts. They were huge and perfect. Janie 
had the largest tits that I had seen on any girl since 
Dale, so many years ago. But Janie wasn't fat. Not at 
all. She had one hell of a perfect body. 

I bent over and began licking one of her large, stiff 
nipples as Barbie moved her hands back to Janie's 
crotch. The hard nipple was almost an inch long and as 
big as my baby finger. Janie moaned again with pleasure 
as Barbie ran her fingers up and down her hot, wet, cunt 
slit. She gently slid a finger through the puffy lips 
and into her vagina while her thumb reached up and 
massaged Janie's clit again. Janie was moaning again, 
her hips raising up to meet Barbie's hand. Barbie bent 
over and ran her tongue up Janie's thigh, then lovingly 
placed a kiss on her exposed clitoris. Her clit must 
have been three-quarters of an inch long and was still a 
bright pink. 

Barb flicked at the bud with her tongue, then took it in 
her lips and sucked it hard as I had done. Janie's hips 
arched up and she ground her pussy into Barbie's mouth 
as I started sucking on her rigid nipples in earnest. I 
loved the taste of her hot tit flesh in my mouth and I 
switched from one nipple to the other, pulling on them 
hard, flicking them gently, eliciting moans of passion 
from Janie's open mouth.

Suddenly Janie arched her back and cried out again, 
grinding her cunt into Barbie's mouth as she gurgled 
incomprehensibly in another massive orgasm. Her hips 
bucked and she fucked Barbie's hot mouth as her body 
spasmed under our relentless stimulation. I could smell 
her musky fuck juices as she convulsed again and again.

As she began to come down, Barbie lifted her face off of 
her quivering cunt. I continued to gently suck and 
massage her large teats. Then Barbie got up and leaned 
over to kiss Janie again on the lips, letting her taste 
her own fresh shaved cunt juices.

I sat up and looked at the two of them. This is 
incredible, I thought. I wonder how long we can keep 
this up. My dick was hard again, but not needy. I was 
simply enjoying the moments. The two women continued to 
kiss passionately. Now both of them massaging each 
other's breasts. Janie moved down and put her mouth to 
Barbie's small chest nipples as Barbie leaned over her 
and rested her hands against the headboard. Soon, 
Barbie's nipples were hard and covered with Janie's 
saliva. She bit gently on the right nipple. I could tell 
that, instinctively, they each knew what the other woman 
would like. 

Janie continued to play with Barbie's hard nipples, 
tweaking and twisting them with her mouth and fingers as 
Barbie moaned. I gently caressed Janie's thigh, watching 
this beautiful display of lesbian love. I let my fingers 
lightly run over Janie's naked pubic mound. Barbie's 
hand joined mine and we both began to rub her hairless 
mound again. We rubbed up and down her still wet slit, 
my hands opening her lips and Barbie's dipping into her 
juicy cunt. She started to finger fuck her again, again 
dipping in and out while her thumb was again rubbing at 
her pink exposed clit. 

Janie was again writhing on the bed, practically chewing 
on Barbie's tits, moaning again at our assault. I was 
totally entranced in this never -never lesbian land. The 
sight of these two women making love to each other again 
and again was beyond belief.

Then Barbie turned and dipped her head into Janie's lap 
again as I tried to keep her cunt lips spread open while 
she licked her naked pussy. My face was right there as 
her tongue curled around Janie's clitoris, alternating 
licks and kisses. Then she bent over a little more and 
slid her tongue into Janie's hot hole. She began to 
alternate in and out motions with wiggles of her tongue 
while it was buried deep in her pussy.

Janie grasped at Barbie's thighs and pulled her onto the 
bed until both women were in a classic 69 position. They 
began to lap at each other's wet cunts. Barbie's hairy 
cunt was full my sperm and Janie licked and sucked on it 
in wild abandon, eating my used cum. She ran her finger 
in and out of the Barbie's fuck box, then moved up and 
began to toy with her tight puckered asshole. 

Barbie's soaking wet pussy combined with my spunk was 
more than enough lubrication to let her finger slip into 
the tight anal ring. She began to finger fuck Barbie's s 
tight ass, as she ate her hot cunt. Both women were 
squirming and twisting and moaning again. I slipped my 
hand onto Barbie's ass, playing with her asshole right 
above Janie's fucking finger. Then I put my mouth on her 
ass and started sucking Janie's finger and Barbie's anal 
flesh for all I was worth.

"Uuuhhhhgoodd," screamed Barbie as she again bucked in 
orgasm under our combined assault. 

Janie also shuddered and moaned, but not as severely as 
before. They finally both collapsed, spent, with Janie's 
finger still buried deep in Barbie's anus. She slowly 
pulled it out as I gently licked both, eliciting another 
shuddering moan from Barbie. Then the two lay on the 
bed, their heads cushioned on each other's thigh. 

I was hard as a rock by this time, but I could honestly 
care less. This was just the best fucking time of my 
life. We all lay there, naked, occasionally fondling one 
and talked for awhile. It turned out that they had 
indeed done this before. Neither one was actually 
"lesbian," but Barbie had done it with other girls 
before Janie. Barbie was the only girl Janie had ever 
had sex with. We talked about sex; our writing report; 
life and everything for awhile. I still did not tell 
them about my homo experiences or being shaved by Mr. 
Sanders. Girls making love to each other was one thing, 
being a faggot was another.

Eventually, before the evening was over, we shaved 
Barbie's cunt, but it was more of a fun thing that 
Barbie felt like doing than the huge erotic experience 
we had all just had.

The girls had no idea how incredibly happy the whole 
evening made me. I was a stud. I made love to girls and 
loved fucking them. I was not just some homo boy toy for 
an old lecher. 

I didn't mull it over a lot. I just realized that I was 
incredibly relieved at the fun I had.

To be continued?

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per 
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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