Well, the first thing we would have to do is plan on where to meet. I would prefer a public place because I would leave my house naked and show up to meet you that way. All I would bring with me would be an assortment of sharpie permanent markers, bag of flour, a camera that took video and a lap top. I would put all that in a backpack or something similar. I would arrive at our prearranged meeting place around 30 minutes before we were scheduled to meet. Hopefully it would still be during daylight time as well. When you were on your way you would call me and we would chat as you drove and once in the place (if other cars were around) I would let you know where I was parked. I would leave it up to you whether you wanted to park next to me or somewhere else and have me walk to where you were. If the latter were to be the case, then I would wait until someone was driving down my way before getting out of my car so they would get a really good look at me, and notice I’m naked. I would want and hope you were seeing everything that was happening. I would walk really slowly to your car, making sure to wave at anyone that yelled, honked or slowed to watch me. Once I was to you, I would get in your car and we would drive off. As we began driving I would immediately start masturbating and trying to lick my own pussy. I would hope that you would immediately start making fun of me and telling me how much fatter I looked in person. We would joke about how you were going to need gas money because of the extra load on your car from my weight. I decide to offer you money especially if you will leave me stranded in public naked at the end of our date. You laugh and tell me how stupid I am, and that I couldn’t afford it, but ask how much I’m willing to pay. I ask how much you’d want, and you tell me at least $100. I immediately agree to the price, as I moo real loud and try even harder to lick my pussy. You look at me in disgust and notice my big fat belly is keeping me from getting even close to licking my pussy. “You’ll have to pay me another $100 to touch your ugly fat ass too, Big Bertha.” I look up in surprise at the extra amount and answer. “Alright. I understand. I don’t blame you. MOO!” as I then go back to trying to lick my pussy. We say nothing to each other for about 5 or so minutes but the sounds of my grunting and struggling to reach my pussy drowns out the music in the car and so you turn it up so you don’t have to hear me as much. My grunting and mooing finally get to you and you ask what the fuck I’m trying that for. “I’m a big fat whore and I love my pussy so much! I want to taste it but my big fat belly flab gets in the way, but I owe it to my pussy to try every day.” I explain. You roll your eyes and laugh at my pathetic answer. “Where do you want to go first?” you ask as I continue my feeble attempt at licking my pussy. I stop long enough to tell you what all I brought and that I want you to take pictures of me naked in public, and video too. “Where at?” you ask. “Anywhere public.” I answer. “You choose.” “Alright fat fuck.” You say as we drive on down the road. Assuming we’re on the highway, you drive until we come to a rest stop and you pull into it. There are a couple of cars there and only a few people walking about. You pull into a parking place and turn off your car. “Okay Shamu, where do you want to do this?” you ask me, as I grab my camera from the bag. “Right in front of the entrance.” I began answering, “Let’s see if we can get someone to pose with me too!” I add very excitedly. I explain to you how my camera works and then I get out of the car. You park away from everyone, seeing as how you’re a little nervous about all this, so no one sees me until after I walk around the front of the car to the main building where the bathrooms and lobby area is located. As I do a man walks out with his young son from the men’s bathroom and immediately see me. The man quickly covers his son’s eyes as he walks far around me, avoiding me at all costs as he stares. As he passes me you can hear him say, “What the fuck is the matter with you?” angrily. Without hesitation I stop walking, and stand there with my hands on my hips. As he rushes his son into his car you can hear me answer, “I’m a fat horny slut, and I’m so glad you caught me!” The little boy struggles and asks his father what’s going on. I just stand there letting them see me as another man walks out of the bathroom and stops in shock at what he is witnessing. The father looks at the other man but rushes his son in the car, gets in himself and quickly drives off as I wave goodbye. You are standing beside your car, not too far away, hopefully taking pictures by now. The other guy just stares at me as the father drives away. He then approaches and asks what’s going on. I again explain what a fat whore I am and that it makes me horny to expose my blubber to strangers. I then ask if he wants a blowjob in the men’s bathroom. “Hell no, you crazy bitch!” He answers. “Please!” I beg him. “Please let me suck your cock!” I beg as I spread my legs awkwardly as I stand and spread my pussy lips for him. “Look at this pussy! It wants your cock in my mouth! Please! MOO!” I beg again. “Fuck no!” he again refuses. “At least take a picture with me.” I suggest. He looks at me and sees me waving you over. “Who the fuck is this, you’re boyfriend?” The guy asks looking at you. As you approach you notice the man looking at you in bewilderment at the situation. You decide to defend you reason there. “Look, she’s paying me $200 to take pictures of her exposing herself. She won’t let up until she gets someone to pose with her, so why not do it and we can all get out of here.” You suggest. The guy looks back at me as I wink at him and slap the fuck out of my tits. He reluctantly approaches me and stands next to me. He won’t touch me but I do put my arm around his waist. He moves away, “Don’t touch me you fucking fat skank.” He commands me. “Take the fucking picture, dude.” He says to you. You quickly snap a couple of pictures and the man walks off as he flips me off. As he drives away I wave and smile real big as I yell out, “Thank you! MOO!! MOO!! I’m so fat! MOO!” I then immediately sit down on the sidewalk with legs spread and start masturbating furiously. “Record this.” I demand as I rub my clit with legs spread wide. You hold up the camera and start recording. Within just seconds I’m cumming hard! “MMMMOOOO!!! FAT COW CUMMING IN PUBLIC NAKED! MMMMOOOO!!! LOOK AT ME PLEASE! MMMOOO!!! OHHH….FUUUUCCCKKK!! MMMMOOOOOO!” I yell out as I shake and quiver from my orgasm and I squirt all over the asphalt in front of me. As my orgasm subsides I grab the back of my legs and throw them over my head and start trying to lick my own pussy with all the effort I can muster. I stop only to ask if you’re still recording. You confirm that you are. After about 5 minutes of me trying nonstop to lick my pussy you get frustrated. “How long you plan on doing that stupid shit?” You ask. “Until someone else sees me.” I answer. “I’m not recording this shit for that long. I’m not getting arrested for you fat ass.” You inform me as you lower the camera and turn it off. “Please no! Please keep recording me!” I beg as you walk back to your car. I get up and follow you begging you to keep recording the whole time, but you refuse. “Will you at least take a picture or video when you see someone drive in?” I ask. “What the fuck ever. We’re leaving after that lardass.” You insist. I nod in agreement and as you get in your car I walk back out to the main drive through, sit back down and start masturbating again. It doesn’t take long before another car drives in and slows as soon as the driver sees me. The driver comes to a complete stop right in front of me, rolls down their window, and asks what the fuck is going on and if I’m alright. I take the opportunity to stand up, turn around and start spanking my big fat ass. I’m the first to answer him. “I’m a big fatty and I have to spank myself for being so fat!” I exclaim. I then start spanking my lard ass fast and as hard as I can. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! Over and over again it echoes as my hand lands firmly on my ass. “WATCH MY FAT RIPPLE!” I beg and yell. “TAKE THAT YOU FAT ASS!” I yell as I punish my ass severely. The guy watches in shock at my shameful performance. I look over at you and notice you are somewhat shocked at my behavior too, but I snap you out of it. “TAKE VIDEO OF THIS, PLEASE!” I beg as I continue to spank my ass hard. I then turn around and grab my fat roll with both hands. I shake it violently up and down as I yell through clinched teeth, “LOOK AT THIS FAT ROLL! LOOK HOW FAT I AM! MMMMOOO!!! I’M A FAT SLUT COW! OH MOOO!!! LOOK AT THIS FAT NAKED WHORE! OH GOD I WISH MY MOM WAS HERE TO SEE ME NOW!!!” My brazen behavior pulls a gasp from the guy watching as you record it all. “THANK YOU FOR LOOKING AT ME!” I add. The guy takes out his phone and holds it up, obviously taking his own picture. “YES! YES! Take pictures of me. Take pictures of my fat whore ass out here naked!” I exclaim. I turn around, grab my ass cheeks, bend over and spread them. “Take pictures of this big fat ass!” I look back and see both of you recording and taking pictures. The excitement is too much and my legs buckle from another orgasm. I erupt verbally too. “FUCK YES! I’M CUMMMMIIINNNGGGGG!!!! MMMMMOOOOO! OH MOOOOO!” “Holy shit!” The man gasps as he watches and listens to me cum. I fall to the ground quivering and shaking from such an intense orgasm. As I slowly get up I grab my belly fat again and shake it at him as I speak more softly. “I’m sorry you had to see this fat display.” I apologize to him. You then immediately chime in. “Dude, I’m sorry too. Please don’t call the cops. We’re leaving. I just met this fat slag today and she paid me to record her do this shit.” You explain. At first he just stares in amazement, soaking in what he just witnessed. “You just met her today?” He asks with a shocked expression on his face. He looks at me. “You do this shit with people you just met?” he asks. “Oh yes.” I answer. “If you want you can have my number and we can get together sometime and you can watch me do it all over town too.” “Sure!” He laughs in agreement. I walk over to him, take his phone and put my number in it. “There you go. Call me anytime, and I’ll show up naked. Moo.” I inform him with a smile. “Why did you moo?” He asks. “Because I’m so fucking fat!” I answer in amazement as to why he wouldn’t know that. “LOOK at all this fat!” I say as I raise my arms up and turn slowly around so he can get a good look. “Yeah, you’re a chunky one.” He agrees. “Why are you out here letting people see you naked then? “I’m a fucking worthless piece of shit lard ass community slut!” I answer. “I want everyone to see me naked!” About that time another car pulls in. You’ve had enough and are worried we are pressing our luck before someone calls the cops. “Come on Fatty Patty.” You say. “We need to get out of here.” I reluctantly agree and get in the car. We then drive off. As we’re driving back on the highway, I suggest we rent a hotel room. The first place we come to is an old motel though. We decide to utilize that and pull in. As you go in to rent the room, I stand out in the open hoping to be seen. There are several other cars parked in the parking lot, so other patrons are renting rooms too. I notice a man look out his window and see me, so when you come out with the key you notice me trying to lick my own pussy again because I know I’m being watched. The guy comes out of his room. He’s ugly as sin. He’s fat, and unkempt. “What’s going on here?” he asks as he approaches. I can tell you’re a little nervous, so I answer. “We’re going to see how much of a fat slut I can be.” I answered. “Looks like you’re off to a good start. Can I join?” He asks. I look at you and you shrug your shoulders. Now keep in mind this guy is UGLY! He weighs around 300 pounds, oily, unshaved with stains on his shirt. He wears thick horned rimmed glasses, with a come-over of balding black hair. He’s about 5’10” or so. “Yes you may.” I tell him. We then all three go into our room. As soon as we enter I open the blinds wide, prop the door open and get on the bed then start trying to lick my own pussy again, as you two guys introduce yourselves. The ugly guy watches me as he pulls on his cock. “Show him the pictures and video we took a little bit ago.” I suggest, pausing long enough from trying to lick my own pussy. As I continue to struggle at my feeble attempt you show him the video and pics, as you tell him the story. I hear laughter as you both make fun of me. As you’re laughing at me I remember my markers in the car, so I go out and get them, making sure to take my time so others can get a chance to see me. I leave the door open, too, when I come back in and hand you all markers. “What’s this for?” the ugly guy asks. “I want you all to write on me while I try to lick my pussy. Well, one of you write while the other helps me reach my pussy, then take turns when you’re done writing.” I explain. I then get back on the bed and proceed to try, once again, to lick my pussy. Since you know what I want, you start writing first. The ugly dude places himself behind me and pushes my head down. He doesn’t wash well, and I can smell faint body odor coming from him, but I ignore it. I quickly decide I want pictures of what he’s doing to me and video and ask, between gasps for air from the force of the ugly guy pushing my head towards my crotch, you to do so. You agree and take a few snapshots of him pushing my head down as I grab behind my knees. You then video me for a full 10 minutes of nothing but him pushing me down as I stretch my tongue out trying to lick my own pussy. We try many different ways before I decide I want you to start writing. You pick up the markers and start writing on the back of my legs and calves. When it’s the ugly guys turn I try a different position of throwing my legs up over my head so he can write on my ass better. I bend over sitting down while you all get my back, and then when it’s time for my front I stop long enough to let you write on my chest, utters, arms, belly, pussy, front of my legs, sides and face. While you all are doing this you’re laughing at how fat I am and at how I’m slowly petting my pussy like a cat and sweet talking my pussy in baby talk, telling it how much I love it and how much I’m going to show it off. By the time you all are done writing on me, its dark outside and I’m COVERED in writing. I look in the mirror and start mooing with pleasure. The ugly guy takes out his phone and takes several pictures and starts sending them to his friends. “Will you still fuck me if I pay you the $100?” I ask you as I pose for the ugly guy. “$100?!” The ugly guys asks, shocked. “You’re paying him to fuck you?” “Hell yes!” You answer for me. “Look at how fat she is. I wouldn’t touch her otherwise and I’m not promising I can get it hard looking at that fat thing.” I instantly moo. I then get my laptop, set it up, and find the perfect song, as the ugly guy states, “Hell if you’re paying him, you can pay me to fuck you too.” “Really?” I say appearing shocked. “I think I have enough. I don’t know if I have another $100, but I can see what I can scrape up.” I explain as I finish cueing up “I’m Fat” by Weird Al Yankovick. Before I press play I tell you all to sit down so I can dance for you. As you do I began to dance horribly. I grab my fat roll and shake it at you all as I grit my teeth, matching the ferocity I use to shake my fat. You both start laughing your asses off at me. This only encourages more extreme behavior as I go outside and stand in front of the window where you can see from inside. I continue to dance as you all turn up the music. I thrust my hips back and forth, smack my ass and tits, and lift my fat roll as I once again try to lick my pussy standing as I move my fat ass back and forth with terrible rhythm. When the song ends, I began to step back inside as the ugly dude replays the music. I immediately step back outside and start dancing again. This time I use one of the pillars to rub my pussy against like a stripper, only with no grace and more of a brutal masturbation rubbing my fat cow cunt against the pillar. I cum quickly as I yell out, “MMMMOOOO!!! FAT COW DANCING NAKED AND CUMMING! COME LOOK EVERYONE!!! MMMOOOO!!! OH MOOO! LOOK AT MY FAT ASS CUM!!” I shake and quiver yet again, having to sit down. By this time a few people come out of their rooms. The song hasn’t quite finished so I get up and continue dancing, shaking my fat roll at two guys and a girl that come out of a room a few doors down. “LOOK AT ME! OVER HERE! COME WATCH!” I beg through clenched teeth as I shake my fat roll in rhythm to the song. You all can hear laughter erupt from several doors down. “IF YOU ALL WANT TO COME HAVE FUN WITH ME AND HAVE SOME BETTER LAUGHS, YOU’RE WELCOME! MOO! I MOO BECAUSE I’M FAT! MOO!” Again laughter erupts as they approach with camera phones in hand. “Quick Rob, get the camera!” I yell into the room. You quickly agree and start taking video of me. The song ends and I ask you to repeat it AGAIN! You, the ugly guy, the two guys and woman all video me and take pictures as I dance naked to “I’m Fat” by Weird Al, outside our hotel room. Within seconds I’m sitting back down on the concrete and start trying to lick my pussy again! Even louder laughter starts! “Look at her fat ass!” I hear the girl say. Her two male companions show their agreement with more laughter. “Look at all that fucking writing! Oh my God!” “Some…one…help me….reach (grunt grunt)!” I beg in-between gasping and trying to reach my pussy. The ugly guy quickly jumps at my request and again forcefully pushes my head down as I grab my legs and pull myself down. I then scoot up a bit and throw my legs up over my head with my ass sticking up in the air. The ugly guy moves around and pushes on my ass, the force causes me to fart, causing even more laughter. The ugly guy steps back and cries out, “YOU NASTY BITCH!” Without hesitation I beg, “Don’t…stop…helping! PUSH!” I beg as he again pushes my ass towards my face. My face is bright red from all the blood being forced down. By this time the song has stopped and the laughter is deafening but suddenly I yell out, “I CAN’T WAIT TO BE STRANDED IN PUBLIC NAKED!” The laughter suddenly stops from the three new members to our fun group. One of the guys says, “You all are a bunch of drunk mother-fuckers!” “We’re not drunk.” You explain. “She’s stone cold sober, but we need some alcohol. At least I do.” “I agree.” The ugly guy adds. “Let’s go get some beer.” He suggests as I finally stand up. “I want to go in and buy it.” I say slapping my ass. “Damn this ass is so fat! LOOK!” I say as I turn around and show everyone. The woman looks at me and calls me a whore, but a fun whore. I agree. We all go inside our room, but I insist on the door remaining open. We sit and decide to go get some beer from the convenience store visible from across the road from the motel. I step outside to get a better look at the name of the store. I come back inside and pick up my phone and do a 411 to get the number. I then call the store. When the clerk answers you all hear me say, “Hi. I was just wanting some information. I’m a total fat whore and I was wondering if I could come into your store naked and buy some beer?” I have to shush you all because you all start to laugh too loudly for me to hear. Of course the clerk denies my request. You all hear me continue, “Please?……Yes, I understand. Well…I’ll be with some friends who will come in and buy some beer, but I’ll be in the car naked. Will you at least come out and look at me?” Despite what he or she says on the other end, when I hang up, I ask you all to let them know I’m naked in the car when we go. We all can’t fit in one car so we take two. The ugly guy rides with us as we drive to the store. Once there you go in to buy our beer. I talk the ugly guy into going in and relaying that I’m the one who made the phone call and to come look at me. While in the store you notice him talking to the clerk and pointing out to the car. You see the clerk look confused and aggravated as he/she shakes their head no. You go up and buy the case of beer and head back out to the car. By this time the ugly guy is already back in the car and his phone out. As you get in the car, before you can react, I get out. We are parked right in front of the store. There are several cars at the pumps and several inside paying or coming out. When the patrons notice me, several stop in their tracks as I run around the gas pumps, grabbing my fat roll and once again shaking it violently up and down, and with the same clenched look as before, you hear me yell out, “LOOK AT MY BLUBBER! LOOK HOW FAT I AM! LLLOOOOOOK!” as I shake the fat roll. There’s gasps, and some even drop what they have in their hands because of shock and just stare at me. The ugly guy is videoing it as it all happens. Suddenly the clerk comes barreling out of the store. “GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE YOU STUPID WHORE BEFORE I CALL THE COPS!” Not wanting to push things too far where the fun will end I quickly jog back to the car, slapping my tits and mooing “MMMOOO!! THANKS FOR LOOKING AT MY FAT!” As I get back in the car we can hear a mixture of reactions. Some are laughing, some are whistling and cat calling. Others are yelling obscenities at me and someone throws a drink (I’ve actually had that happen before), hitting the car as we speed away. Our new companions also video it, along with others who got their phones out once they realized what was happening. Within just a couple of minutes we are back at the hotel and our new friends pull in behind us. “That was fucking crazy!” one of the guys exclaims as he gets out of their car. “Why the hell would you do that?” “I’m a fucking fat slut, and it turns me on!” I answer as we go back in the room. Once back inside, I make sure the door stays open and the blinds too. I want everyone passing by to see me. We open some beers and sit down to enjoy them. As we do I tell you all how much I love my pussy, how I fuck dogs, my fantasy of fucking and sucking off 3 horses in one day and about the adventures of being naked in public I’ve had before. When pressed as to why I fuck dogs, I explain it’s because it’s the only cock I can get to fuck me without paying for it. During this time I pose for several pics and let the guys and girl write on me too. I have them write nothing but how I love to fuck dogs and drink dog cum. I also start begging you to leave me stranded in a very public place, naked, when everyone is done with me. I get on my hands and knees, clasp my hands and beg “Please! Oh fuckin please leave me stranded in public, naked where there’s tons of people. Please! I’ll do anything!” You remind me that I’m already paying you $100 to do just that. That makes everyone laugh and gasp I shock. “Are you serious?” the girl asks. “What else are you willing to do to have such a stupid and dangerous thing done to you?” “I’ll do ANYTHING!” I answer, “Anything at all! It means so much to me to be stranded in public naked! I want everyone to see this fat pussy!” I inform her as I sit on the floor, spread my legs, and then spread my pussy lips apart as I sat in front of her. “See? Look at this pussy! Look at it. Look how fat it is! Look at everyone!” I beg as I move enough for everyone to see. The woman rolls her eyes. “You are one stupid slut.” “When are we getting our money for all this fatty?” the ugly guy asks. “We can go right now, if you want.” I answer. “Who wants to take me to an ATM?” “I’ll take you.” You answer. “We better go now before I get to drunk to drive.” The ugly dude and one of the other guys decide to go with us. We all four pile into the car and head to the closest ATM. I don’t speak much during the short trip. Instead I try to lick my pussy the whole way there. The only ATM we can find is at a bank. No one else is around so I ask you to park at the far end so I can walk to the ATM and withdraw the money. Everything is uneventful as I walk naked to the ATM, withdraw the money and head back to the car. The full $300 wipes my bank account clean, but money well spent I inform you as I again start trying to lick my own pussy on the ride back. “I can’t believe you’re paying these guys all your money to fuck you and leave you stranded in public naked!” the one guy who joined us says. I stop trying to lick my own pussy long enough to answer. “I’m a fatass whore. What do you expect?” I then go back to my pussy licking attempt. Just before we get to the hotel my failed attempt to lick my pussy gets to me. “I have to spank my fat ass for not reaching.” I say, catching my breath from trying so hard. You all laugh at me as we pull into the motel. Once back inside I announce, “I have to spank myself guys for not being able to lick my own pussy. Please watch me spank myself.” I state as I rub my ass in anticipation of what I’m about to do. All of you get comfortable and sit to watch. I then start to whale on my ass with heavy slaps over and over. “That’s what you get you fat piece of lard! Moo! I’m so fat I can’t even lick my own pussy! MOO! MMMOOO!!!! I’m so fucking fat! Moo! Moo! Moo!” I exclaim as I slap my ass over and over. I don’t stop until I’m out of breath and sweating. In the meantime you all are laughing at me and agreeing about how fat I am. “Everyone here needs to spank me too!” I say as I look over my shoulder in-between slaps. “Please spank me while I try.” I then get on the bed, throw my legs over my head so my ass is in the air and start trying very hard to lick my pussy. “Spank my ass! SPANK MY BIG FAT ASS!” I beg. Very quickly you all are taking turns spanking me. My ass is bright red as everyone takes turns spanking me. Those that take breaks, takes pictures. The ugly guy, with his phone pointed at me recording, says, “Look this way fatty. Tell my friends what a slut you are.” Everyone stops long enough for me to oblige. I sit up and look right into his camera phone. “I’m such a fat cow slut! I’m full of blubber but still want everyone to see me naked. Thank you so much for seeing me naked. I hope to meet you all someday so you can see me do this in person.” I then lay back and start trying to lick my own pussy again. “SPANK ME!” I yell as I stretch my tongue out trying to reach my clit. “When are you going to let me fuck you?” The ugly guys says. I immediately sit up, grab him buy his sweat pants, yank them down, pull out his smelly cock and start sucking it. His body odor is strong and I initially gag, but keep going. I look over and see everyone watching and taking pictures. I motion you over. You already have your cock out, but it’s not hard yet. As you approach, I tell the others to fuck my ass and pussy with the fat end of the beer bottles. I lay back on the bed with you and the ugly guy on either side. I have a cock in each hand and start sucking both of you off. The two guys take hold of one of my feet each and spread my legs as one shoves a beer bottle (fat end first) into my pussy and one in my ass. I ask the girl to use my camera and video it. As the two guys pump my pussy and ass with beer bottles, and as I suck your cock and the ugly smelly guys cock, the other two guys are jacking off. I’m mooing and oinking as I go from your cock to the ugly guys. Soon I start cumming and I moo loud! “MMMOOOO!!!! OH MY FAT ASS IS MOOING! OH LISTEN TO ME MOO! MMMOOO!!!! I CAN’T WAIT TO BE STRANDED IN PUBLIC NAKED! MMOOOOO!!!!” As I cum the fat guy slaps my tits over and over causing another orgasm to occur, this time causing me to squirt all over the bed. “MMMMOOOOO! I’M CUMMING AGAIN!!! FAT COW CUMMING!!! MMOOO!!!! I WANT TO DRINK HORSE AND DOG CUM COMBINED! MMMMOOOO!!!! OH I’M A FAT FAT FATTY! MMMOOOO!!!! After a few minutes I notice the girl get one of those plastic cups that are in all motel rooms and hand it to one of her friends. “Here, cum in this and make her drink it. Let’s see her be a real whore.” Both guys agree, and leave the beer bottles in my ass as they take turns jacking off and cumming in the plastic cup. The ugly guy takes the cup after the other two cum in it and does the same. You grab me by the hair as lift me up as the ugly guy hands me the cup. I take it and look at the three loads inside. I get off the bed, forgetting about the beer bottles as they clang to the floor as they drop from my pussy and fat ass. I then walk outside, to the middle of the parking lot and start to sip the cum from the glass as I moo. So everyone knows what I’m doing, I yell out, “MMMM! THIS CUM IS GOOD! MMMM! LOOK AT THE FAT COW DRINKING CUM NAKED IN PUBLIC!” I then take another sip before gulping it down because it is so good. When I realize no one is coming out to watch, I go back inside. The ugly dude and the 3 others continue to drink beer. “Thank you all so much for making me drink your cum. That was so sweet and I didn’t deserve such a nice gesture because I’m so fat.” “Whatever cow.” The girl says. “Listen I’m leaving. I’ve seen enough. Let’s go guys. You’ve had your fun.” “NO! Please not yet. Watch me masturbate one more time, please?” I beg. “Fuck you fatass.” She says as she slaps me. “That’s for being fat.” All I do is thank her as she and her friends leave. Once their gone you decide it’s your turn to fuck me. I suck your cock first and jack it off as I moo and oink. The ugly guy stays and starts taking more pictures and video. Once you’re hard I pet your cock and kiss it telling it how thankful I am to be sucking it and kissing it, and that my fat ass doesn’t deserve such a nice cock. I rub my face on it and lick it from base to head. When you’re about to explode I straddle you as I moo and oink as we fuck. “I’m so fat!” I exclaim as I ride your cock. “I’m so fuckin fat! Look at my blubber shake while I fuck you.” I lean down and whisper in your ear, “I’m sorry for being so fat, but thank you. Thank you so much for your cock.” I then get off of you and go to the bed motioning you to lay down on it. “I want you two to double team me.” I announce. I look over to the ugly guy. “Will you do me the honor of fucking my fat ass?” Without waiting for a response I take his smelly dick in my hands and start jacking it and sucking it while you lay down rubbing your cock to keep it hard. The ugly guy’s stench takes me aback again but I keep going, even licking and kissing his fat hairy belly. He groans with pleasure and then grabs my head, pulls his cock out of my mouth and says, “Lick my asshole cow.” “Do it or I’m not leaving you stranded in public naked fatty.” You inform me. So without hesitation I grab his ass and delve in. I pushes my head into his smelly ass. The stench of sweat and shit overwhelm me and I gag, but I don’t stop. I keep reminding myself I’m doing so I can be stranded in public naked. I fuck his asshole with my tongue as I fuck myself with another beer bottle. You decide to come behind me and fuck my ass while I do that. The sensation of your cock in my ass and having to rim this smelly ugly dude so I can be stranded in public makes me cum hard. “MMMMMOOOOO! MY FAT ASS IS CUMMING AGAIN! MMMMOOOO!!!” I yell, as the ugly dude shuts me up by turning around and shoving his stinky dick in my mouth as you fuck my ass. He quickly unloads a big cum wad all over my face, getting in my hair, on my nose and face. The sight of that sends you over the edge and you do the same, unleashing a massive load all over my face and hair. We then all three lay back. I lay on the floor panting with a huge smile on my face. “Let’s have another beer.” I suggest in order to get the taste of the ugly guy’s ass out of my mouth. As we sit drinking beer I suggest we download all the pics and video onto my laptop. The ugly guy decides to start posting my pics and vids onto the internet. You decide to join him while I sit outside and try to lick my own pussy. You all post my pics and vids to YouTube and my Facebook account and then to various other sites. It takes about 2 hours. By that time the ugly guy wants another blowjob. I do so willingly and receive another load on my face. Then it’s your turn and you unleash another load on my face. My face looks like a glazed doughnut when you both are done. “Will you please leave me stranded in public naked now?” I ask. “Sure. But beg first.” You insist. “Please please leave me naked in public! MOO! You promised! MOO! I want everyone to see me naked so please make sure it’s very public. I want to have everyone laugh at me. OH MOOO!! Please leave me stranded in public naked! MOO! I need it! MOO! I need to be stranded in public naked so everyone can see me! MOO! PLEASE! PLEASE PLEASE!!! I’ll do anything! MMMOOO!!!” I beg. “Anything?” You ask. “Yes anything! MOO!” I answer. “Go knock on every door here and make sure everyone here sees you like this before we go.” You demand. I quickly get up and start knocking on all the doors. Several just slam the door in my face some stand and watch me go to other doors after I knocked on theirs’. When each person opens the door I moo and ask them how fat they think I am. A few agree that I’m very fat. After I knock on all the doors, I walk back to you. Several people are watching as we get in the car and leave. You drive me to Wal-Mart where there is a group of teenagers cruising and hanging out. “Here! Let me out here!” I beg. You slow down, and stop. Everyone is watching as I get out of the car. The look of astonishment on all the teenagers is noticeable. As I step out of the car, you hear me say to them, “Just so you know, I paid these guys $300 to leave me here like this and I expect you all to laugh at me.” I then wave at you and close the door. As you drive off you can hear me mooing and the teenagers laughing their ass off at me. You look in your rearview mirror and see me waving and blowing a kiss to you and hear me yell, “THANK YOU! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR LEAVING ME STRANDED HERE NAKED! MMMMOOOO!!!! OINK OINK!!!”
This is based on a true story. All the participants in this story are of or over the age of 18. This is intended for adults only. The names have been changed to protect the privacy of the people involved. Some of the scened are dramatized to enhance the story. Enjoy!
"Have you seen my pink socks Jon?" Anna shouted from her bedroom. "Those are my lucky socks, I can’t win without them" She said as she prepared for her track meet.
My sister Anna unintentionally waited for the last minute often before heading out to her track meets. Directly across from hers, I watched from my bedroom as she nervously searched for her lucky pair of nike light pink cotton ankle socks that she hadn’t washed all school year. She owned those socks since Freshman year of high school and started to slightly outgrow them. Anna was 22 years old now and competed in two different track events at her College where she commuted to; the 200 Meter Dash and the 2,000 Meter Run. At 5’3”, shapely and petite, also blonde with gorgeous little size 5 slender high arched feet, it always amazed me that she could do both the sprints and the long distances in her track meets. She wasn’t always able to endure the completely two different running styles from her meets until she started to wear a pair of pink cotton ankle socks. She was religious about these socks, she wore them to almost every track practice and to every meet. After she got them, she would always tell everyone that these socks helped her win. She stopped washing them one week during her Junior year of high school when Anna and her team had to travel to another state for a tournament style track event. During that week she won 1st place in both events which she never had done before. Since then, she decided to always wear those pink socks to when she ran and told my family to never wash them until her seasons would end. Having a huge foot fetish this drove me wild.
"Hurry up, we are going to be late!" I exclaimed before getting the car keys eagerly ready to leave the house.
"Hold on!" Anna yelled back as she looked all around her room struggling for about 10 minutes then finally checking under her bed. "Why are they under here?" She said confused.
"Maybe there is a ghost in your room" I said in a dubious and slightly annoyed tone.
"I put them in my drawer like I always do, did someone go through my room?" She responded holding her socks in front of her and feeling a little insulted.
Little did she know every night after she fell asleep I would sneak into her room and open her sock drawer and sniff those beautiful soft pink ankle socks. Sometimes I would bring them to my room and inhale the 8 years of history my sister’s sweat drenched pink worn socks held. Smelling my sister’s socks felt like heaven flowing through my nostrils especially toward the end of the year. My sister’s scented cotton socks reeked of salted pervasive sweat accompanied by a sweet cheesy coconut aroma. Breathing in lungful after lungful of Anna’s fragrant size 4.5 dry sweat soaked light pink cotton socks would make me hard as a rock. I would try to imagine her beautiful huge arches and her long delicate toes on such a small foot while I sniffed them. Wanking to my sister’s beautiful smelly socks while she slept always made me lose my mind. I nearly came in her room several times while she slept often when her feet would stick out from under the covers. I would eventually orgasm in my room across the hall to avoid being caught. Usually I would sneakily put her socks back into her drawer where she usually had them but last night as I made my way back in her room to return her pink socks I heard movement and threw them under her bed in panic.
"Maybe Mom tried to put them in the wash, like Jesus I can smell them from here!" I said pretending to be disgusted.
"Hmmm" she said pondering the idea yet looked agitated because of how important they were to her. "I’ll ask her when we get back, we are short on time lets go!" Anna said as she grabbed her sports bag and bolted out her room.
Anna put on her lucky pink socks in the hallway and we hurried out the house. As we drove to her track meet I couldn’t help but notice the pungent yet sweet aroma coming from her tightly laced gym shoes sending a bolt of pleasure run through my body. As the smell drove me to glance at her feet, I noticed Anna had two different pairs of running shoes on each foot; her low cut neon yellow sprinting shoes tightly fitted her left foot and her low cut bright pink jogging shoes contoured her right.
"You trying a new style?" I laughed pointing at her unmatched shoes trying to distract her from my half erect penis.
"Oh god, I’m all over the place" She said laughing as she kicked off both shoes. She then grabbed a jar of coconut oil out of her sports bag.
"Whats that for?" I asked, looking at the half filled jar already knowing that she always put coconut oil on her feet before and after track.
The car was gradually filling with my sister’s foot aroma and made its way to my nose making my olfactory senses send a huge jolt of pleasure to my brain and body. The delicious smell of my sister’s foot odor started to drain blood from my brain and directed it to my continuously hardening rod.
"I need to keep my luck!" Anna said excited. "It keeps my sock on my foot when I run. These little socks are starting to get too small on me" She explained as she slowly peeled off her left sock.
I couldn’t help but watch her as she removed her sock and flung it to the bottom of the car. Anna removed the cap from the jar and started to apply coconut oil on the little soft feminine contours of her lovely sole. For being an athlete, I appreciated how well she took care of her feet. As I stared at my sisters foot, I could see nothing but soft gentle delicate skin from heel to toe. The toenails on her long sensual toes looked like they had just been filed and polished while her arches were beautifully curved which formed a cleavage just below her toes at the origin of the ball of her foot. I stopped and realized that compared to all the feet I have seen in my life my sister’s were the best. The car now was full of Anna’s stinky sock aroma and combined with the smell of sweet coconut oil glistening over her moist gentle sole made it nearly impossible to hide my raging boner. Realizing we were nearing close to Anna’s track meet I forced my eyes away from my sister’s foot and focused on the road. With all my strength and willpower, I strained my head to stay focused on the road while Anna stripped off her right sock revealing yet more of her magnificent scent into my nostrils. As I tried to ignore my sisters tremendous tease I could feel precum escape from my solid penis pinned inside my jeans.
"Here we are" I said doing the best I could to hide the enormous pleasure in my body. We arrived at her track meet and Anna had finished putting coconut oil on her feet and put her lucky pink socks back on eventually lacing up her neon yellow dash shoes on both feet. "I’ll drop you off here I’ll go find parking" I said anxiously trying not to display my throbbing boner straining against my jeans.
"Ok! Sounds good, wish me luck! Don’t miss me out there!" She said playfully. She got out the car then jogged onto the field to meet with her teammates and warm up.
Parking was hard to find and it gave me enough time to let my boner subside. I eventually found a spot and walked from the parking lot to see my sister race in her events. I had missed her 200 Meter Dash and found a spot in the stands to watch her race the 2,000 Meter Run. As her event started, I imagined how each runners feet looked like. I stared at my sisters pink jogging shoes as she ran the long race and began to recall how beautiful my her feet looked in the car. I imagined how sweaty they must have been while she ran lap after lap on that track. I pictured that with every step, more sweat sapped out of my sister’s foot would add to the months of sweat that accumulated in her pink cotton socks throughout the year. This just made me more excited and I started to become half erect. I saw her win 3rd place which was a big deal because this was her school’s last event and they had worked really hard to get there. I thought about this being her final race of the season and realized this was the last day that her lucky pink cotton socks would marinate in her sweet and sweaty divine foot nectar.
As time passed and she said goodbye’s to her teammates and coaches, she met up with me and gave me a big hug.
"Great job Anna!" I said in excitement, proud that she had made 3rd place. Soon that proud feeling was overcome by a distraction from the overwhelming odor seeping through her pink running shoes. Her sweaty socks filled through her shoes and into the atmosphere. My sister’s socks must have sponged up a cheesy sweet coconut sweaty balm created by the mixture of her foot juices and coconut oil within the cotton fabric of her pink socks, they must have hugged her feet tightly inside her shoes.
"Thanks! I can’t believe its over, I hope next year is better!" She said with joy and a small amount of disappointment.
After a little more small talk with her friends and coaches we finally headed for home. Both of us knew our parents were gone for the night for they told us they were staying late for work earlier that day. When we got home my sister laid her back on the couch out of exhaustion from the track meet. I sat at the other end of the couch, her feet to my right, next to my right leg.
"Ugh, I need a shower! I’m so worn out" She said.
"Those socks are worn out" I said, again pretending to be disgusted. "I can’t believe you haven’t washed them since the start of school" I said in shock.
"190 days to be exact!" she said with a mixture of pride and repugnance. "But hey, they helped me win 3rd place this year!" She continued, feeling more proud. "Honestly, I would have gotten 1st place if I took them out of my drawer today. It’s so odd. Why would they be under my bed?" She continued with curiosity and concern.
Anxiety began creep through me. I didn’t know what to do or say and felt an overwhelming sensation of guilt. I glanced at her shoes that she hadn’t taken off yet and attempted to ignore the familiar smell of my sister’s breathtaking sweat filled stink coming from her sensational cotton pink socks. I turned on the TV so I could distract myself from her beautiful foot aroma.
"Its the ghost" I said trying to play off my anxiety of being caught and the painful attempt to take no notice of her alluring smell radiating through her shoes.
"Hmmm… whatever. All I know is that I need a shower" She said nonchalantly as she immediately got up and went to her room.
I felt a huge relief as she left the couch, I then continued to watch TV. After about 20 minutes my sister came out of the shower and was wearing a big grey T-shirt and black leggings. She sat back on the couch in the position she was in before, once again, her feet by my right leg but this time she exposed her bare soft and supple little arched feet . With her tiny cute bare feet so close to me I couldn’t help but glance at Anna’s smooth soles. Looking at her size 5 feet, all I could do was admire how round her arches were. The cleavage just below her long gentle toes made me want to bury my face in them right then and there. As I stared deeply into her small curvy luscious feet I began to feel blood rushing to my cock and felt a deep sense of pleasure all over my body. I felt a tingling in my balls and realized precum was trickling out of my penis and made a small wet spot in my boxers. My jeans pressed against my hard erection and made it difficult to move. My gaze upon my older sisters succulent little feet was broken when she looked at me and said:
"I need to do some laundry" With a reluctant look she turned on her side and went into fetus position trying to get more comfortable.
"Me too" Responding a little too willingly. "How about I put your laundry in with mine" I said in hopes I could finally get a hold of those still wet sweat soaked pink socks for one last time before they washed.
"Uh… Okay… That would be great. Everything is in the hamper" She replied not sure why I was excited.
I got up trying so hard to hide my stiff hard on. I couldn’t believe how hard I was just from looking at my sister’s clean delicate feet. As I got up, my fully erect penis tried so hard to burst through my pants but the thick jeans compressed my meat in a painful resistance. Once I got to her room, I looked at her hamper and saw her beautifully worn stinky socks rested on the top of her clothes. Those entrancing 8 year worn sweat infused pink cotton socks made me excited to know that they hadn’t been washed for a little over 6 months. The thought of this drove me insane. The precum in my pants now flowed out of my solid steel erection and pushed against my jeans so tightly it formed a tent at my crotch and displayed a wet spot on my pants. I immediately grabbed both socks and put them right to my face. They were still wet from the track meet and had a buttery feel inside them from the coconut oil she had put on earlier. With each whiff, I inhaled as much of her buttery coconut cheesy sweat balm as I could, breathing in the fumes like they were more important than oxygen. I felt a rush of hormones flow all through my brain and body. I let the smell engulf all my senses. I closed my eyes and used all I could to take in every sweat drop that ever landed inside the fabric of my sister’s amazing Goddess-like socks which revealed yet another jolt of pleasure through my body. I felt like my cock was going to rip through my jeans. I couldn’t hold it any longer! The accumulation of 6 months worth of the sweat drenched cotton made it feel like the socks seeped of my sister’s pungent foot marinade. I unzipped my jeans and quickly began to stroke my cock, my penis had precum readily flowing out my tip and I didn’t care. Since my precum nearly hit the floor in my sister’s room I quickly wrapped her balmy sweat foot-buttered soaked sock on my rod and put her other sock directly in my mouth. Shivers ran all throughout my body as I furiously fucked my sister’s smooth rich and whipped viscous foot nectar seeping from each strand of her cotton socks. The taste of Anna’s sock in my mouth was the most astonishing flavor in the world. While I fucked her sock vigorously, I did the best I could to taste all of her foot juices. I devoured that small sugary yet tangy thin cotton sock like it was my last meal. The creamy combination of her coconut oil mixed with her cheesy foot-sweat syrup filled my mouth and poured into my tastebuds with profound magnificence. I was in bliss, finally able to fuck and suck my sisters beautiful well worn soft sweat drenched socks that had marinated in her deliciously sweaty foot fluids for over 6 months. I couldn’t hold much longer, the feeling of an extremely enormous eruption was about to take place and I had no where to go. As I brought myself to the brink of orgasm I heard my sister stomp in the room right behind me.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" She yelled completely horrified and disgusted.
I opened my eyes and turned around to see my sister furious and repulsed by me. I hunched over, had her pink sock wrapped around my cock with precum oozing out the top and the other sock in my mouth. I stood there motionless, deeply ashamed, and speechless.
"I… I…" I had nothing to say. I was caught red handed and felt an intense sadness build up inside me. "I’m sorry… I just…" And before I could finish, she closed and locked the door.
"What are you doing?" I asked her, still ashamed of being caught red handed.
"You’re in deep shit" my sister said in an angry tone. "I’m gonna tell Mom and Dad, I might just call the police!" She said plainly as she looked deeply into my eyes and crushing my soul.
"Anna please don’t! Please I beg you! I am truly sorry, I can’t help myself I just have a huge foot fetish!" I said doing the best I could to make things right. "Please! Anna"
"On your SISTER?!" Anna yelled still disgusted. "You have a foot fetish for your own sister!? Thats fucked up Jon! How could you?"
I didn’t know what to say. There I was, completely naked with one pink sock in my mouth and another cloaking my penis. I looked so dumb. I felt horrible and had no idea how to fix this. I looked down in torment, felt as if my world was over and prepared myself for endless misery.
"You’re going to pay for this!" She continued as she reached in her closet for something. "I will make sure you pay for this!" Anna yelled.
She pulled out four handcuffs placed them all around her knuckles and punched me in the face. The punch pushed me backwards and everything went immediately black. I woke up to find myself completely naked with my legs and arms handcuffed to each post of my sister’s bed. My sister was standing next to me and took photos of me on her phone.
"What are you…" I was immediately interrupted.
"Shut up! You’re fucked now pervert!" She said still in her grey T-shirt and black leggings but now with her unwashed lucky pink socks on. "I’m going to make you wish you never did this. If this is what your perverted fucking lowlife mind wants, I will make sure you will never want it again" She said with teary eyes and stared at me with pure rage.
As I laid there helpless and ashamed I watched my sister jump onto the bed.
"Why are you…" I started.
"SHUT UP!" She interrupted as she jammed her still damp reeking pink sock in my mouth. "This is what you wanted!" She said horrified by what she was doing. "If you say one word, I will ruin your life forever" She poked her foot out of my mouth and made sure I didn’t say anything.
I tried to break free from the handcuffs but could do nothing. I found a deep shame crawl upon me and realized that I was helpless. My sister had full control over me, and had revenge in her eyes. As I watched her peer over me, endless questions ran through my mind. Was she going to tell our parents? The police? Why did she take pictures? Why is she doing this?
On the bed, Anna took off her big grey T-shirt and revealed her ample curves. Her petite body was gorgeous and her breast looked like perfectly shaped C cups, with her nipples pointing straight ahead. Her luscious long blonde hair fell on her shoulders and around the sides of her breasts. She grabbed her breast and squeezed them together, knelt down on the bed and hovered my slowly filling penis. She did not once touch my penis yet and just continued to hover over my body while she exposed her flawless boobs. With a tear running down her cheek she then walked up to the top of the bed until she stood right over my face. As I squirmed and desperately looked to escape this trap, my sister slowly pulled down her black leggings. None of us saying a word she hovered her bare bulbous ass over my face and then walked back over to the end of the bed to sit in-between my legs, not once touching my cock or body yet. She sat, faced away from me, brought her ass within inches of my twitting penis and started to rock back and forth. She wore nothing but her lucky pink socks and continued to rock back and forth until my whole body was shaking with pleasure. Tingling sensations sprouted all throughout my body making my cock dribble precum onto my stomach.
"You fucking worthless lowlife sick excuse for a brother" my sister muttered as she saw how aroused I became.
My cock twitched repeatedly and dripped more precum as my sister continued to rock back and forth just inches from my penis. I squirmed in a helpless effort to make any contact I could with my sister but as I got close enough Anna would push away. After 10 long minutes in this agony my penis now was suspended over a small pool of precum on my stomach, then my sister stood up once again and hovered her left foot right above my face. The sight of moist pink cotton that pressed against my sister’s immaculate foot-while it hovered over my face-filled my body with immense arousal that overcame the guilt and shame I felt earlier. My sister’s hovering foot sent wonderful fragrances into my nose which made me transfixed upon her beautiful contoured arches. Her long thin toes peeked through the cotton fabric and her high arches beautifully hugged the scented wet stink. Seeing how mesmerized I was by her stunning little feet, Anna began to wiggle her toes up and down. Her big toe tugged so tightly on the light pink fabric as she stretched up. her little toes followed in unison and flexed up to create a rhythm of pure sensuality. With precum still trickling down my shaft my sister then began to wiggle her slender toes like a wave. Starting with her big toe, her other toes followed and curled in and out masterfully like the ripple effect of dominoes falling on after another. Again I tried so hard to make contact with Anna and moved my face into her foot’s direction desperately trying to feel any sort of stimuli but she knew too well and drew back after every attempt.
"I can’t believe you are still hard from this, sicko" She said in anger.
Anna sat down to my left and then started to hover her sweaty saturated sock over my entire body until my cock twitched again. Less sad and more vexed she then hovered both her big toes over my sensitive penis. Her left foot hovered over the underside of my shaft while her right foot hovered over the other side of my extremely hard erection which dripped more precum. Anna then proceeded to go up and down inches from my robustly throbbed penis. As she kept going up and down, not once did my sister touch my penis. Bursts of pleasure ran all through my body. I started to breath heavy and couldn’t take the sight of my sister’s socked feet going up and down, faster and faster, so close to my cock that continued to ooze. I was dying of pleasure and humped the air like there was no tomorrow. I tried so hard to feel the slightest touch but my sister was so good at avoiding it. This torment was drove me insane, my heart pounded out of my chest, my head felt so light I started to see stars. Staring at my sister’s pink smelly socks going up and down had me flowing so much precum It looked like I was cumming. My body shook all over and I panted like a wild dog.
Anna kept torturing me like this for another 20 minutes and lividly screamed "FUCK THE AIR YOU PUSSY BITCH! Imagine your sister’s perfect little feet wrapped around your fucking dick! CUM ON THESE SOCKS LIKE YOU’VE ALWAYS DREAMED OF!
"MMMGGGRUmmpff" I panted louder and louder, I writhed and rattled like a crazed animal.
"GOD YOUR SO PATHETIC" She continued to yell. She tortured my penis like it was her lifes mission.
"AAAgghhhrrhmmmpf" I was so close to cumming bucket loads of hot white roped semen all over her bed! I just needed the slightest stimulation to touch my body.
And then she stopped completely. My whole stomach, pooled in precum, the slightest touch to my body would have helped me climax but my sister sat there and watched me squirm for a few minutes then left the room. She came back an hour later chuckling with an evil laugh at my flaccid penis.
"WHY" I screamed.
"I told you you were going to pay for this" My sister said with a firm tone and hatred in her eyes. "I told Mom and Dad that you ran away to our Aunt and Uncles house" She said. "They’ll be gone for 4 day looking for you up there. I will punish you until they come back" She stated as she had no doubt in her eyes that I was helpless.
Every hour my sister continued her tormenting hover technique exactly this way over my tired helpless body. For 3 consecutive days she never once touched my body. All the while she took pictures of my torturous agony. My body ached with pain and pleasure, my balls had swelled up and my precum had spilled over to parts of her bed. My sister continued to wear her pink cotton socks and tease me like this for what seemed like an eternity. On the fourth day, dehydrated, starving, and sleep deprived I deliriously looked at my sister still naked handcuffed and sprawled across the bed. She took off her clothes once more and left nothing on but her stinky pink socks. When she entered her room the oder of her socks aroused me so much I leaked precum before getting hard. My sister sat beside me once more and placed her socked toes into my nostrils. This was the first stimulation since she jammed her foot in my mouth 3 days ago. It made cock immediately stand up like a flag pole. Anna then placed her other stenched sock into my mouth. My cock was now trembling with enormous pleasure and was flowing precum eagerly because of the stimulation overload.
"Take off this sock with your teeth" My sister said fuming with darkness.
As I placed my teeth on her left sock my penis felt like it was going to burst. The pain and pleasure was making me convulse like I was having a seizure. It felt like I could feel nerves in my teeth, the fabric was so lovely. The pink cotton socks I once used to sniff felt like it merged with the very core of my DNA. She yanked her left foot from out of her sock making it dangle in between my teeth exposing her bare impeccably smooth feet. I marveled at her wondrous contours in her arches and traced my sisters flawless lines going along her soles to the cleavage of the ball of her foot. Her slim toes so close to my face revealed the tender touch of perfection I longed for. Without warning she used her toes on her right foot to take off her other stinky pink sock still on her left foot. This sent my whole body to have uncontrollable vibrations making me squirm like crazy. I humped and jiggled on the bed until my wrist were bruised and started to bleed. I panted through my nose, barely able to understand reality, I studied the beauty of my sisters bare feet hovering over my face with one sock that hung from my mouth. My penis quivered many times and felt harder than diamond. My balls ached to eject all that I had and wanted to shoot a masterful load for my sister: Goddess of feet.
"Time for your final punishment" She said as she stared deeply into my into my soul with raging emotion.
My sister sat by my side and used her her naked and arousing foot to shove her stinky sweat filled balmy pink cotton sock in my mouth. The flooding of my my sister’s savory tangy dried sweat filled sock flooded my tastebuds sending me instantly into violent orgasm. She watched me orgasm with her sock in my mouth, astonished at the site of cum shooting out my diamond-hard penis. My sister couldn’t believe thats all it took, she hadn’t even touched my penis yet. After 6 huge shots of semen continued to hit her ceiling, she lowered her gentle foot and with the slightest touch, placed her left big toe on the underside of my shaft near my aching balls. This stimulation led me to another powerful orgasm that squirted faster through the air painting her ceiling with rich white streams of cum. I never screamed louder in my entire life, as our naked bodes were covered by the dense milk of my abusive orgasms. My sister began to apply more stimulation. She drew her right foot closer to my spasming and erupting penis, placed it on the opposite side of her left foot near the base of my cock. She held my shooting cock with just her two lovely thin big toes until 15 loads hit her ceiling. As I screamed louder she then began to use both big toes to stroke my penis still barely touching it. The euphoria was too much to bear and made me see black for a few seconds. I exploded buckets of my cream all over us and over her dominating feet. As my sister started to see my orgasming cock spewing less semen into the air, she quickly grabbed my penis with all 10 of her long wondrous toes and held them there firmly without moving. Loads of cum started to increase again and shoot higher. I ravaged those toes making my cock erupt more into another savage orgasm while she still did not move or wiggle her toes around my shooting penis. My orgasm continued to cover her bed with tons of milky cream. Some streams landed on my face and eventually died down again. Just as I thought my orgasm was over, my sister used my semen as lube and finally wiggled her ten toes up and down my bursting cock, pushing forceful flows of cum out. The pain and pleasure was unbearable. I screeched and hollered for my sister to stop, but this only motivated her to use her slender toes faster. I didn’t know I was capable of orgasming this long or cumming this much. Just as I thought she would stop, with the cumshots getting less intense, her fast gliding toes still rubbed my popping cock. She let go of my still orgasming penis only to swiftly wrap her silky smooth soles around it again. The tight motionless grasp of my sister’s soles made my orgasm shoot hard and high into the sky again. Her angelic slimy and soft soles brought me immense pleasure and pain which sent me into a new realm of reality. Watching my sister’s soles enveloped over my exploding cock and witnessing floods of semen soar into the air gave me an out of body experience. The plentiful rivers of white sperm ejaculated from my body nearly hitting the ceiling again. Feeling like I flew back into my body I felt numb to the world but stuck in this tremendous episode of pure orgasmic bliss. My sister still had not moved her soles from her still and tight grip and waited for my orgasm to die down. After 10 more shots ejected from my loaded cock onto her soles of perfection it still remained bolting out of me just as strong as before. The splendiferous sensation of her bare soles gripping my cock made it impossible to stop shooting, so, bored and without warning she started to pump her slippery soles up and down my cock anyway. With each and every pump my balls drained twice as fast and spouted out cumshots with such force it made a smacking sound when it slapped the ceiling. My sister kept using her masterful soles to go up and down my shaft jetting semen shot after shot destroying her whole room. The sensation became too much and I blacked out for a few seconds, when I woke up, I saw my sister forcefully pumping my spraying cock with her high arched soles twice as fast as before. Her fast slippery angelic feet worked my cock so good I came like a water hose. As the semen jet stream remained constant my arms and legs were growing pale and I was hyperventilating. I passed out a second time waking up to my orgasm dying down but still hitting the ceiling with my cumblasts. My sister’s goddess soles still jerked me faster and faster until my orgasm eventually subsided. After what felt like a a 20 minute orgasm, my sister played with my cock with both her feet using her slender long toes to tickle my balls and her soles to rub my penis. Looking at the my sister with her petite size 5 feet covered in my cream made me cry out of utter beauty and admiration.
Coming back to my senses my body felt broken, my mind shattered, my family ruined. I laid back extremely fatigued, needing water and food. I couldn’t speak, I was so spent it felt like I was going to die from exhaustion. Shortly after the fourth day I woke up naked and crusty from my dried semen. Trying to free myself of the handcuffs I looked up and saw my parents looking at me in complete shock. My sister came in shortly after and pretended to be shocked as well. Once again caught, with a sock on my face, dried cum everywhere and tied to my sisters bed, I sure was truly fucked.
For the very sexy Benji, I hope you enjoy it. Disclaimer: The people are real, the story is fiction (sadly) It was early May and surf season was well underway. I had been contacted by a popular Skimboard company to arrange a photo shoot to both advertise their boards as well as their sponsorship of the Skimboard competitions happening up and down the Eastern seaboard of the United states. I was flying from New York City that morning with my partner in crime Ari. Ari is a beautiful Korean-American man who shares my every interest including my taste in Men. Though he is currently based out of Hong Kong he flew in just to help me with this project. We flew in a few days early to get our bearings. Ari is amazing at planning. He had arranged for a model for each board and he had the perfect plan. One that I was quite excited about. The models were not all boarders but they didn’t need to be. They just needed to be hot. We arrived at the beach at 4am on the day of shooting, I knew it would take all morning and I wanted to make sure I got a least a couple shots at dawn. As the models trickled in. Ari had their legal paperwork to sign. There was a nondisclosure to sign and a paper that said they would do what we asked of them and everything we asked. Nothing dangerous was planned. Ari had arranged for the police to block off the area around the Pier in a 1000 foot radius. We did not want any bystanders. The first model to arrive was an Italian man named Geo whom I had worked with before. He had shoulder length straight hair and a perfect tan. The muscles rippled across his body. As he handed over his paperwork he was snatched by the makeup artist who was oiling down the guys so that their skin shined on the camera. I stripped down to only my Bikini. I grew up on the beach and is where I do most of my photography. It was a tiny little thing. The kind that Ties on each hip as well as behind my back and neck. I have to be careful because one tiny pull could undo the whole thing. This I found out the hard way once, yet it is my favorite. The little triangles barely cover my C cup boobs, I probably should have bought a bigger top but I like to show as much as I can. In Europe I usually go topless at the beach. It is so freeing. I have been working on my ass for the last couple years. Squats mostly. I have worked it into a wonderful round muscular shape. It has been grabbed quite a lot lately. I set up my equipment in the sand near the underside of the pier. It was a perfect place because I could aim out and we could take some shots under the pier. I love piers. I love the way the waves roll in and crash against the supports. These particular ones are cement and will make the shots interesting. I gathered the models together. Geo had been joined by 7 more equally stunning men from all over the world. I surveyed the amazing bodies standing in front of me. All glistening in the rising sun. Well-oiled machines I thought. Oh what I could do to them. I felt a little butterfly in my stomach and a quick warmth and throb between my legs. I looked at Ari and realized he was watching me fantasize. He knows me so well. He gave me a smirk and looked at the men. He began handing each one a board. The last to grab his board was the Model from Australia. Ari knows me well. Italy, Brazil, Panama are all well and good but he knows I am a sucker for the Australian accent. I blushed, I knew he arranged for him just for me. We help each other out like that. “Okay guys we are going to start with just a few action shots with the boards, have any of you actually used them” A couple raised their hands and so we started with them. As the waves broke I got shots of them Skimming into the break waves and in most cases falling. The blond American with the perfect dreadlocks would photograph well for the action shots. As the morning pressed on it began to get hot. I could see the tide was creeping up on us. Our next plan was the guys posing individually with their boards. As each guy took his poses I helped them get into the positions that I wanted. I kept thinking how much I love my job as I began to touch and manipulate each of their bodies. When I got to the Australian I checked out his tight fit body and I worked him into the positions that I needed. I had set my camera on the table and I was standing next to him trying to get him to balance in an awkward but slightly seductive position with his board. As a particularly large wave hit him in the back he reached out to stabilize himself on me. He hand darted under my bathing suit to grab my ass. I did not have the balance needed to support the both of us and I proceeded to fall crashing into the waves on top of him. His strong arms wrapped around me tight and immediately helped me back to my feet. That split second that I was laying on top of him in the water was likely going to be the highlight on my day along with the fact that his hand had been directly on my bare ass. As we stood up I thought maybe I had seen a hint of an erection but I chalked it up to wishful thinking. “Okay boys” yelled Ari. “This is where it gets fun! I need you all to strip” The guys all looked at each other and shrugged. Ari gave me a look that said “This is why we are best friends” and Smiled. The plan was to line each model up in a row and place their board in such a way that the tip of the front of the board just barely hid their cocks and left very little to the imagination. I could feel my pussy getting a little wet. I looked down to notice that despite the heat my nipples had gotten hard and my now wet top was clinging to them. They poked through so much I might as well not be wearing anything. I looked at the naked men in front of me and noticed only the Australian was staring back, he had noticed my nipples and smiled. We made eye contact for that split second. I felt another surge between my legs and for the first time realized that falling might not have been an accident. We moved on to having the guys kneel on their left knee with their right foot on the sand and the board in front of them. This hid their dicks but showed off the side of their ass and their muscular abs and legs. “Hey’ said the Brazilian “Can we grab a break? I need a drink” “Take 30” yelled Ari. The models moved toward the table and cooler that held cold water and snacks. By now the sun was beating down and the tide was rolling in. I decided to take a walk into the shade under the Pier. I walked between the supports letting the water wash around my ankles. I love the ocean so much and I am always so happy that I was able to make a career of being near it. I heard a thud on the sand behind me. The unmistakable sound of a board hitting the sand. I ignored it. Intent on enjoying the sound of the waves on the sand. Suddenly I felt hands on my waist. I didn’t even look behind me as I felt a kiss land on the spot where my neck meets my shoulder. Then those same hands spun me around and grab my long blonde hair and pull my head back exposing my neck. I could feel the heat building in my pussy. I opened my eyes to see that it was the Australian. He began kissing my neck moving closer to my mouth. Everything disappeared around me. My back was pushed up against the cement support and I couldn’t have moved if I wanted to, which I didn’t. I kissed him back feverishly, sticking my tongue into his mouth and savoring his taste. I could feel his dick growing extremely hard between us. It was pressed up against my hip and I wanted to stroke it so badly but my hands were wrapped around the back of his head holding it close and we passionately kissed. I felt hands on my back and on my hips. Before I knew it my bathing suit was thrown onto the dry sand behind us. I spun him around pressing him against the support and began to kiss his neck. Slowly and using a little bit of my tongue. I worked my way down to his chest. Quickly my tongue darted across each of his nipples and I felt him jerk a little when it tickled. I dragged my fingernails that were perfectly manicured across his tight ass while I kissed his abdomen working my way down to his huge cock, larger because his hair was carefully trimmed and his balls were completely bare. I dropped to my knees in the surf his penis directly in front of me. I wasn’t sure if I could fit the whole thing in my mouth but I was sure as hell willing to try. I circled the tip of his dick with my tongue. It was purple and I could tell he was so hard it might even be painful. “Oh baby” he uttered. It was the first words he had spoken to me and his accent made me quiver. “Take my cock and suck it hard” I pulled him closer digging my nails into his ass cheeks forcing him forward into my mouth. I relaxed my throat taking him deeper and deeper as we worked into a rhythm. As he fucked my face, his shaft working farther and farther down my throat I began to massage his balls with one hand keeping the other on his ass. I squeezed his balls a little to match his thrusts into my mouth. It was hard to breath but I didn’t dare stop. My hand worked its way behind his balls between his ass cheeks. I wet my fingers with the spit building up on the base of his shaft. I proceeded to allow first one then a second finger to enter his asshole just a bit. I wasn’t sure if he would like it but he did not stop thrusting. I heard him moan and I knew he was getting close. I tightened my lips on his shaft as one hand massaged his balls and the other explored his asshole. His hands wrapped around the back of my head as I heard him begin to grunt. I felt the hot cum hit the back of my throat and run down it over and over as he blew one of the biggest loads I had ever experienced. I pulled back and took a huge breath. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He nuzzled his face in my boobs and began to suck on my nipples. First one and then the other. To my amazement his cock never lost its stiffness. All I wanted was to feel it in me. I slid down his waist a little. I wanted to feel his cock enter me. I could feel it poised right at the entrance to my dripping wet cunt. I slid down further easing myself onto his still rock hard cock. He began to bounce me up and down. I felt like my 110 pound body was being split in half by his huge dick. He was sliding into me deeper than anyone ever had. It didn’t take me long to feel the first orgasm wash over me. I could feel my cunt tightening and loosening around his cock. He walked backward with me out of the waves toward the beach. I could hear a sound in the background that I recognized but I just couldn’t place it. He laid me down on the skimboard that he had dropped on the sand. Slowly he began to kiss me. Working his way down to my nipples. He gently kissed my nipples first the left then the right. At the same time I felt his hand slide up my inner thigh. His fingers quickly found my hot dripping snatch. I could feel the tide creeping up. The waves were washing over the tip of my toes. As his fingers rubbed the length of my slit they paused for a second on my clit with each pass. When he would touch my clit he would also gently bite the nipple he was kissing sending a jolt through my body. I have never felt so turned on in my life. I could still hear that sound but I didn’t care. Why I was there to begin with was completely out of my mind. I didn’t even remember how I ended up here. He began to kiss is way down my waist. Then down the inside of my left thigh and back up the inside of my right. I began to pinch and pull at my nipples, I love the pain. He traced the landing strip that was so perfectly manicured and the parted my pussy lips. He began to lick the full length of my slit. As one had spread my lips the other one worked its way toward my ass. My head dropped back in pure ecstasy. I opened my eyes to look behind me and found out that we were not alone. Behind us were the rest of the models, and Ari, holding my camera. The sound I couldn’t quite place was Ari photographing my entire encounter. Every single look of pleasure was caught on camera. The other models were still naked and were clearly aroused by what they were seeing. I noticed Geo, the Italian and the only one whose name I knew was stroking his enlarged cock with a rhythm that was similar to ours. I would have imagined that being watched in the throes of sex would scare me but it just managed to turn me on more. I made eye contact with one model after the other. Each with his own member in hand, stroking to completion. I started. I felt the Australian’s finger enter my asshole and begin to finger fuck my ass while he bit and sucked on my clit. That was all it took. I felt myself orgasm in a way that I never had before. Hot cum squirted out of me and onto his face. The tide had worked its way to washing up against my ass. He crawled toward me. I could hear someone moaning behind me. Geo was feverishly stroking his cock. I could hear Ari clicking away. I was still lying on the skim board as the Australian crawled on top of me entering me again. He pulled on my hips pulling me into his cock. He bent my legs up and flipped me onto my hands and knees without removing his cock from my pussy. On hands and knees I looked up at the models in front of me. The Australian began to fuck me from behind gently at first but getting harder with each stroke. I was so wet. As he fucked me he worked a couple wet fingers into my ass, preparing it for what was to come. Before I knew it he lined his throbbing cock up with my virgin asshole. He entered slowly. I gasped at the pain. Though it hurt it was the good kind of hurt. He slowly began to fuck me. Speed building he began to fuck my ass all the way to the hilt as far as it would go. Other than moaning he had hardly spoken. I hear him say “Oh my god that is so tight” He reached around to stick a couple fingers into my pussy stroking my g-spot as he slammed into my ass over and over. I could feel another orgasm building up. It was the best hurt I have ever felt in my life. I locked eyed with the American with deadlocks. He was stroking his cock to the rhythm I was being fucked. Faster, harder I grunted and groaned. I was getting louder and louder. I kept my eyes locked on dreadlocks who began to spurt hot cum onto the beach in front of him. I screamed as I orgasmed. I could feel the Australian cum at the same time. His huge cock filling my asshole with his hot sticky juices. He collapsed into the water next to me and I crashed down beside him. He wrapped his strong arms around me and pulled me close for a second. We both sighed as we caught our breath. Our eyes locked and we kissed. Then he jumped up and grabbed his board. As I struggled to my feet to collect my suit he said “I think my break is over” then began to head back toward where we had been when Ari called break. He stopped just before walking out from under the pier. Turning to me he said “By the way, I’m Benji” At least once a week I look at the pictures that Ari took while I stroke myself imagining the sexy Benji inside me. I really need to hire him again.
I not really a voyeur, more a girl-worshipper. I don’t peep, and I’m in awe of girls, especially those that pose or show. I started my huge collection of ‘dirty mags’ when I was still at school, and it was at that time that I first had the experiences of girls making me cum in my pants seeing them show their knickers or in a bulging top. That was also happening when I saw girls showing on TV, and even when I was looking at photos in my magazines.
I dreamed of seeing a girl pose for real, but knew I could never get up the nerve to do it. I looked longingly at the photos in Escort magazine of Aunty Jayne’s amateur photo seminars, with a few lucky balding blokes grouped round with their cameras watching Miss Donna Ambrose pose topless.
I knew I could never do that, because just looking at Her photos in Escort or Peaches magazines made me cum in my pants, so there was no way I could hold it seeing Her pose for real, and everyone was bound to notice. I’d be embarrassed and humiliated and kicked out, I thought.
I often went into photo studios, usually in Soho, or once Miss Debbie Ann Trent’s studio in Stoke, and asked if they had any spare photos. The girls on reception were usually very nice about it, but never had spare pics, but it was enough for me to ask them the question, knowing I looked every inch a ‘perv’, and these girls were usually also the models that posed for the photos.
One day I went to a studio in Peterborough which I’d seen advertised in the Sport and as usual asked to buy spare photos. This time the young lady was happy to sell me as many as I could afford. Obviously then I had to go back for more.
I phoned first to ask about more photos, and this time spoke to one of the models. I’m not sure how the conversation got on to why I could only buy photos, not take them, but Miss Lisa seemed to understand why it would be difficult for me, and said it would be no problem if I ‘couldn’t hold it’ seeing Her pose.
Even so I nearly bottled it several times before I found myself in Her studio, buying ‘spare’ photos of Her. She’d done nude photos, bikinis as well as miniskirt and knickers, but I only bought miniskirt and bikini ones. Even though I didn’t have a camera, She said I could see Her pose. I was allowed to open my case full of my magazines so She could copy poses from my Spick & Spans, as I couldn’t tell Her what poses I liked – I could hardly speak at all, I was so nervous.
I’d never shown anyone, let alone a lovely model, my magazines, full of pervy captions and cartoons (and other, things). As She looked at the mag, held open at the page with a lovely pose, I was very nervous and limp, then when She went to copy the pose, I was very excited and stiff. It was the 3rd or 4th pic, a lovely girl in a miniskirt with Her foot up on a desk, and Miss Lisa went back to Her desk, sat on it in Her short black skirt and put Her high-heeled foot up on it, showing Her knickers. Now over the years I’ve been able to cum in my pants unnoticed hundreds of times, even if the lovely barmaid in Her low-cut top who’s making me do it is only a few feet away.
But Miss Lisa took me completely by surprise, and I crumpled, bent double in front of Her, my head nodding up and down as She made me do it in my pants instantly.
There followed many years of divine worship after that. She’d done 2 or 3 packs of photos for me at every visit, lots of raised skirt, miniskirts and knicker-showing, but I wasn’t allowed to see Her show as much as that again during my visits. After all, I didn’t need to – seeing Her sit ‘carelessly’ in Her short skirts, reading out loud from the pervy ‘worship sheets’ and made-up mags I did for Her, soon had me doing it in my pants in front of Her.
She must have seen my wet patch on the front of my trousers dozens of times, and my collection of Her photos became enormous, along with videos She’d do for me, and videos of the whole ‘Worship Session’. I was even allowed a phone call after the visit to say the things I couldn’t say to Her when I was there.
It was all so wonderful for a girl-worshipper, allowed to worship a girlie-goddess for real. But unfortunately before too long Her modelling fee got too much for me to afford, and I never saw Her again.
Reader Advisory: This story contains copious amounts of pee fetish content as well as many references to large clitorises. Stop reading here if this does not appeal to you.
*** Episode 1 – Lindy Grows Up
Chapter 1: Helen and Lindy
Lindy remembered a lot of things which surprised Helen, knowing Lindy was moderately autistic. When Lindy was relaxed, she was calm, graceful, and was a regular source of laughter for Helen. Helen also had an elegant grace about her, but she had far more to deal with in her life. As a result, she was a bit more serious and determined because of Lindy’s condition.
Helen stood tall and proud, especially when it came to making sure Lindy was protected from the outside world. Lindy had always been a happy soul in spite of her disability and though her autism would often steal her focus, it never took away that calm serenity and gentle smile she nearly always wore. Even now, at 19, Lindy still possessed that peacefulness and smile that made Helen feel lucky that she was allowed to raise her after her parents had passed away.
Lindy’s parents, Laura and Steve, both FBI field agents, died when she was very young. When Lindy was born, it was discovered she had a moderate form of autism, so they made sure Lindy would be taken care of in the event they both were killed in the line of duty. As a result, Helen, who was best friends with Laura, was asked to be Lindy’s Godmother and potential guardian.
Helen had met Laura years ago when they were in their early 20s. Both were sitting in the waiting room of the same OB/GYN. Helen was there to find out if there was something wrong with her bladder as she had recently started peeing when she would orgasm. Laura was there for her first maternity exam as she had just gotten pregnant with Lindy. The two women struck up a conversation, each sharing why they were there.
Much to Helen’s surprise, Laura was able to explain Helen’s issue as she had the same condition. Both women, when they had an orgasm, would involuntarily void their bladders. Laura explained that there was nothing technically wrong with it and getting it “fixed” was far more trouble than it was worth.
Eventually Helen came to enjoy the sensation of peeing during orgasm and even grew to have a watersports fetish. While this was not the only thing they had in common, it was part of the foundation which made Helen and Laura best friends.
It was just after Lindy’s 6th birthday that Lindy went to stay with Helen as her parents were going away for a weekend vacation. The following day, however, Helen received a call that both Laura and Steve had been killed in an auto accident caused by a drunk driver. Helen was devastated at the loss of her best friends and furious that their deaths had to be so meaningless. Helen had known Lindy since she was born and had grown to love her very much, so she proudly became Lindy’s legal guardian and gladly raised her as her own.
Years passed and Lindy had become a beautiful young woman. Long flowing locks of copper red hair fell gracefully upon her modest 34C bosom and accentuated her pale skin and slender 5’ 6” physique. Helen was 23 years older and was a gorgeous “Botticelli” woman. Her full figure was enhanced by set of stunning 36DD breasts with pink, silver dollar sized areolas sporting nipples that, when hard, were about the width and length of a woman’s fingertip. Like Lindy, her hair was in the reddish family, though Helen’s was a dark auburn. Both women were kind hearted and sweet…but hidden beneath their angelic exteriors burned intense libidos that Helen had already embraced and nurtured…but that Lindy was only about to awaken.
Lindy never knew her father and Helen didn’t talk about him much. Lindy was shown pictures and told stories about her parent’s heroic lives, but beyond that Helen didn’t have much to share. Helen and Laura did, of course, have plenty of time for girl talk. Laura had shared a few juicy stories of her fantastic sex life with Steve, and on several occasions bragged about his 13” manhood. Helen had been widowed shortly after she was married as a result of a construction accident, so when she met Laura, she lived vicariously through these stories. Helen was jealous she didn’t have a man like Steve, but she had resigned herself to living alone…that was until Lindy became family and Helen took over as “Mom”.
Helen did everything in her power to make Lindy’s life comfortable, productive, and joyous. To avoid the unnecessary emotional brutality that often accompanied public schooling, Helen chose to home school Lindy. As an editor for a large publishing house, Helen worked from home and had plenty of time to devote to making sure Lindy had the best learning environment for a child with her disadvantage.
It was late May and Lindy had just turned nineteen on the 20th of the previous week. Helen felt it was time Lindy started to learn about the world as it truly was. So for her birthday, Helen had a top of the line laptop computer with speedy internet installed for Lindy to explore the world…if only virtually.
Lindy loved the computer and it wasn’t long before she was quite proficient at searching the web for anything she was curious about. For over a month, Lindy was at her computer daily for hours looking at pictures and reading stories about places she never knew existed. While she often wished she could see these placed in person, she was content, for now, just to know they were real.
Chapter 2: New Discoveries
It was nearing the hottest part of the year, so Lindy often slept on top of her covers. Sometimes, she would get a chill in the night which made her need to pee, so on one such occasion, she quietly got up to do just that. On this particular evening, as she made her way to the bathroom, she heard moaning from the living room downstairs. Curiously, she peeked around the corner and down through the railings.
The rather large TV was on which was clearly illuminating the view below. There below, was Helen; naked on the couch, with her legs spread. Her left leg was up on the armrest with the other planted firmly on the floor. This gave Lindy a very good view of Helen’s clean shaven muff which was currently being held open while her clitoris was being massaged with the middle finger of the same hand. She was moaning just enough to get Lindy’s attention, but it had never woken Lindy before, so she didn’t worry that she was being too loud. Lindy was fixated on the scene and was staring wide eyed when Helen shuddered and started to orgasm. As she came, her vaginal canal began rhythmically contracting and her clit, which was large, but not unusually so, began to twitch.
What happened next, however, was extraordinary.
When Helen’s bladder released during orgasm, it was spectacular. Her orgasm produced a thin fountain of pee that shot up nearly two feet, and arced out over three feet across the floor. The stream glistened in the light and made a quiet pattering sound as it landed on the carpet. Helen had thrown her head back when the orgasm started, but had lifted it to see the fountain as it turned her on even more to watch it arc across the floor. Helen let out a low, guttural moan as she watched the stream and her finger moved to stroke the underside of her clit as it twitched during the orgasm. Because she had a narrow urethra, it took longer for Helen to pee when she had a full bladder. She could pee for at least a full minute before she was empty, though her orgasms never fully emptied her bladder.
Helen’s orgasmic pee fountain continued for another fifteen seconds before it started to dwindle. When it had finally stopped, Lindy silently snuck into the bathroom to pee, then return to her room hoping Helen would never know she had been witness to the decadent display. Lindy had never truly masturbated before, though she would occasionally “pet” her genitals as that did feel good. Lindy was both amazed and confused by what she had seen and drifted off to a somewhat fitful slumber.
A week passed and Lindy was looking forward to planting flowers in the small garden Helen had in the back yard. During that week, Lindy also spent a lot of time thinking about what she’d seen that fateful evening and was growing ever more curious. Lindy’s internet explorations had certainly exposed her to several pornographic advertisements, but she never actively pursued pornography. She wanted to know more about what she’d seen and was now very curious about her own sexuality.
As Lindy had never paid much attention to her own lady parts, aside from the necessary business in the bathroom, she didn’t really know how things worked or why petting it made her feel good. Helen had not gotten to the “Birds and the Bees” conversation with Lindy yet since there were no men in her life, so she was learning as she went. The people in the porn ads she’d seen looked like they were enjoying themselves, and she knew peeing made her muff feel good which she associated with that memory of Helen’s orgasm. That connection drove her first intentional erotic explorations.
It was a sunny June morning and Lindy returned to her room after her usual shower. She put on a light sundress as it was warm due to the fact that it was turning out to be a very hot summer and her windows let in a lot of light. She was eager to start looking for more pictures and videos like those she had seen in the various random porn ads, but mostly to see more things like what she’d seen Helen do. Lindy was so eager, in fact, that she simply skipped putting on any panties and completely avoided brushing her hair. She sat down at her desk and googled a word she was sure would bring up sexual images she wanted to see. That word was pee.
Several links showed up and Lindy clicked on the first one. The video she found was of a man stroking his penis as he peed onto a woman that was squatting in front of him and masturbating while she peed onto the ground below her. This made Lindy pull up her skirt and look at her pussy. Lindy’s mound was smooth as she had been shown how to shave her legs and since Lindy wanted her muff to look like Helen’s, she figured out how to shave there as well.
Lindy inherited the best and worst from her parents. The combination of genes that gave her autism came from both of them. Laura gifted her with average breasts and a shapely set of outer labia that formed her perfect peachy mound. She also inherited her narrow urethra and a large bladder so when Lindy really had to pee, she could pee well over a minute. From her father, she inherited keen eyesight and the massive size of his penis. Since Lindy was a woman, however, this translated into an extraordinarily large clitoris.
As Lindy watched the video, she spread her fleshy labia apart and lightly rubbed her meaty clitoris as she’d seen Helen do. This sent jolts of pleasure into Lindy’s stomach and she felt her clitoris begin to swell. Soon she realized she was getting very warm all over and the mental clarity she enjoyed when she relaxed began to slowly evaporate. The more she became aroused, the more she wanted to just stare at the video and stroke her clit. She became focused on only the magical sensations and what she was seeing. She rubbed her clit as the man on the screen continued to stroke his huge penis.
The video Lindy had chosen was rather long, so Lindy alternated between watching her incredible clit grow, and watching the video. Her clitoris had grown so much that it was sticking nearly two inches straight out from between her beefy outer labia, which had also swollen and parted to make room for the sizable erection that Lindy was now gently stroking. It was visibly throbbing and had turned a darker purplish color; Lindy was now in a state of complete arousal and in a world of her own.
The video continued and Lindy, now having a "penis" of her own, began stroking it with her thumb and index finger, not unlike the man in the video. As she stroked her hardened clit, she also began feeling the urge to pee. This brought forth the memory of Helen’s orgasmic pee fountain again and Lindy was certain what she was doing now would make peeing feel really good.
The man in the video neared climax and Lindy was barely aware of the world. She worked the hood of her enormous erection back and forth over the swollen clit as the feeling of needing to release her pee became prominent. Suddenly, she felt small spurts of pee jumping from her exposed urethra onto the floor with every stroke. Lindy couldn’t stop and was beyond caring; she was panting heavily, almost grunting with every breath.
Then, Lindy had her first orgasm and it changed her world forever.
The man on the screen thrust his huge penis forward and began to spurt long ropes of white cum onto the woman below him. Lindy’s clit began twitching uncontrollably even as she continued to stroke its incredible length. As her orgasm hit her, she felt a flood of pee escape bladder and spray out from her sensitive urethra. Lindy looked down and watched helplessly as the powerful jet of pee erupted from her pussy. The stream noisily splashed onto the back panel under her desk and soaked the rug beneath. Lindy witnessed the spectacle in a detached haze and was lost in the orgasmic contractions her pussy was making during her orgasm.
Lindy was awash in sensation and didn’t want it to end. Her orgasm and pee stream lasted over a minute and the video had long since ended. After her pee stream slowed to a trickle and the contractions subsided, Lindy slumped in her chair and she relaxed. Over a minute elapsed before she regained enough mental clarity for her to clean up the results of her first orgasmic endeavor.
Chapter 3: Making It Go
Masturbating to a wet orgasm became a daily event for Lindy. Now that she was aware of the results of her actions, she would lay out the towel from her shower to catch her micturition. Sometimes she would get aroused while watching a video, and other times the need to pee which would spark her clitoris to life and it would begin to swell causing her to, as she had come to call it, “make it go”.
The latter was the case the day Helen was passing Lindy’s room and paused to check in on her. The door was slightly ajar, so Helen could see Lindy get up, go to the far corner of the room, lay out her bath towel, hike up the skirt of her dress, pull off her panties, and sit on the floor facing the corner. She watched in stunned silence as Lindy put her hand to her pussy and began rubbing. Soon, Lindy had gone from rubbing to making the "jack off" motion that Helen was quite familiar with. This confused her and prompted her to find out what Lindy was doing. Helen quietly entered the room as Lindy’s breathing began to get heavy.
"Lindy, Honey, what are you doing?" She said moving toward Lindy.
"I’m making it go," Lindy whimpered in response.
Helen moved to stand over Lindy and could now clearly see the spectacle unfolding before her.
Helen had no idea that Lindy was so well endowed. Helen was both shocked and aroused watching Lindy stroke her enormous clit as she stared down at her pussy. Helen’s libido instantly reacted and her own clit began to swell. Helen put her hand on her mound in response to the increasing pressure. Lindy was now panting heavily and Helen was having a hard time not giving in to the arousal building in her own loins. With each passing moment, Helen’s pussy grew increasingly wet and the pressure on her bladder became more pronounced.
Lindy let out a small grunt and Helen immediately noticed that small spurts of pee were jumping from Lindy’s pussy and landing on the towel before her. Helen pressed harder on her mound through her jeans and knew she may not be able to avoid coming on the spot. Soon, Helen was unconsciously rubbing her hand up and down over the seam of her jeans as she stood mesmerized by Lindy’s lusty display, hoping to find out what Lindy meant by "Making it go".
She didn’t have to wait long as Lindy softly grunted again and Helen could see Lindy’s clit begin to twitch as Lindy stopped stroking and instead, pressed on the base of her mound, making her clit push out even more. The purplish head of Lindy’s flexing clit was shiny from the wetness on it, making Helen’s own completely stiffened clit jump and signal that it was about to cum. Helen was lost in the moment and had no desire to stop it.
A thin stream of pee burst forth from beneath Lindy’s twitching erection creating a low arc that easily hit the wall several feet in front of her. The urgency in Helen’s bladder reached a critical point as she easily related to the sensations Lindy was feeling. The pressure of Lindy’s pee stream increased as her orgasm consumed her and the angle at which Lindy’s pee arc left her pussy steadily rose, resulting in her stream splattering higher and higher on the wall.
As Lindy’s pee fountain rose up on the wall, Helen came. Her own clit throbbed as she gave into her orgasm and flooded her jeans. Helen watched in awe as her own pee soaked the crotch and legs of her jeans and flowed down to create a pool on the hardwood floor. Lindy’s fountain continued unabated for nearly a full minute as it leapt from her pussy and splashed noisily upon the wall.
Helen’s orgasm subsided nearly thirty seconds before Lindy’s stream ended. All Helen could do was gaze upon the scene before her and hold her hand over her completely soaked muff. After her stream ended, Lindy remained motionless for another minute as she relaxed and regained her mental clarity.
“I made it go, just like you did.” Lindy said, looking up at Helen.
“What do you mean?” Helen asked still spent from her orgasm and in shock from the recent display.
“I had to pee one night and I heard you downstairs, then I saw you rub your muff and pee.”
“Oh, Honey, you were never meant to see that!”
Helen had finally removed her hand from her crotch and squatted down to help Lindy get to her feet. The two of them cleaned up the wall and Helen took Lindy to the bathroom where they each showered and went to the kitchen to have some lunch. Helen asked Lindy to describe what she had seen and immediately knew the event Lindy had witnessed. Helen then inquired as to when Lindy started “making it go” on her own. Lindy told Helen about the pictures and videos she had seen and how they made her feel. She told Helen that she started doing this every day because it made peeing feel so good and that she didn’t like peeing in the toilet as much anymore.
Helen listened intently and took it all in. As her “Mom”, Helen knew she needed to set some boundaries without making Lindy feel that what she was doing was wrong. She knew Lindy was going to discover her sexuality eventually and would not stop her from doing what came naturally. She was proud of Lindy for not being afraid to tell her what she had done and, as usual, wanted to make sure Lindy felt comfortable and safe about expressing her sexuality in a way that didn’t make more work for either of them.
Months passed and around November, Helen had the downstairs bathroom completely remodeled into a modern, stone tile bathroom with a large walk in shower. In the shower, was a raised platform about two feet high, and four feet deep at the back of the shower, opposite the shower head. On this platform, was a large, gel filled, ‘bean bag’ chair that either of them could sit on if they needed to masturbate.
Lindy used it almost daily whenever the urge came to “make it go”. This often happened while Helen was in her office working. Sometimes, however, Helen would be out in the kitchen and could hear the patter of Lindy’s pee fountain echo out of the shower enclosure. Normally Helen would smile knowing how good Lindy was feeling and simply return to her office. On rare occasion, she would sneak to the bathroom door and watch Lindy’s orgasmic pee stream in amazement. This would always make her horny and when Lindy would return to her room, Helen would use the chair in the shower to masturbate to a powerfully wet orgasm.
Life went on like this for two years and Lindy was now twenty-one. She had become a fairly skilled painter and imaginative writer in spite of her occasional lack of focus. Helen could not have be more proud of her and wondered how long it would be before Lindy would want to try getting a job or even move away. Helen knew it was inevitable, but didn’t want to think about it. She knew the world would not understand Lindy’s need to “make it go” at the drop of a hat and tried to help her understand that other people would not accept her that way. Lindy didn’t seem concerned with that nor was she concerned with experiencing the “real world”.
One evening, Helen was working late and heard Lindy come downstairs and enter the bathroom. Lindy only used the new bathroom that late at night when her need to pee had aroused her in her sleep and she needed to “make it go”. Otherwise, she would just quickly pee upstairs and go back to bed. Hearing Lindy’s decent, Helen’s clit involuntarily began to tingle. It had been some time since she’d masturbated, so she becoming increasingly aroused knowing what Lindy was about to do.
Helen moved to the bathroom door after Lindy entered and did her usual “spying” as Lindy removed her nighty and settled onto the chair in the shower. Helen’s clit was already stiff beneath her robe as Lindy laid her head back and began stroking her clit which had already swollen into an enormous erection in her sleep.
Helen was extremely horny and began rubbing her own clit while watching Lindy. So horny in fact, that she spontaneously decided spying on Lindy was not enough. In an uncharacteristically bold move, Helen opened the door and approached the shower. Lindy looked at her, but didn’t stop playing with her pussy.
“Would it be ok if I make it go with you, Honey?” Helen said, anxious that Lindy would be put off by her presence.
“I would like that,” Lindy replied looking back down at her throbbing erection.
Helen removed her robe and stepped into the shower. She positioned herself with her right leg up on the platform and facing Lindy, but at such an angle that when she came, her pee stream would hit the platform and not Lindy. She knew Lindy’s orgasmic pee stream would hit her and she was counting on it.
Both of Lindy’s legs were on the platform, heels touching, and spread as far apart as they would go. She was reclined in the chair in such a way that her erect clitoris pointed skyward. Lindy’s gaze never left Helen, but drifted down to stare at Helen’s pussy. Helen was holding her pussy open and exposing her beefy, but less endowed clitoris. She let out a soft moan and began rubbing it with her middle finger. Lindy’s own clit was dark and bloated as it had become almost overly engorged while she stroked it and watched Helen.
“Mine is so much bigger than yours,” Lindy said, clearly referring to the size difference between her own and Helen’s clitoral erections.
Helen was lost in arousal but commented breathlessly, “You were gifted with that and I was blessed with these,” She said bringing one of her double D breasts up to her mouth to first lick, then suck the thick, hardened nipple.
Lindy, in contrast, had no more than a C cup. As Helen ministered to the nipples on each of her own breasts, Lindy gently rubbed hers and watched as the nipples hardened, making her stroke her massive clit even faster. Several minutes went by and Helen could tell Lindy, who had returned to gazing at her own beastly clit, had become lost in her own world. Lindy’s pussy lips had swollen and parted to fully expose her urethra. The tip if her clit had become purple and shiny. Helen’s own clit felt bigger than it had ever been and she started to rub the underside of it as she knew Lindy was getting close. Helen’s orgasm was imminent and she could feel her pee was now dribbling out helplessly onto the stone tiles below.
“Make it go, Lindy…I’m about to cum…” Helen gasped as her pussy began its rhythmic contractions.
Helen could neither slow nor stop her approaching climax. Helen pulled up on her pussy which fully exposed her incredibly swollen clit and changed the angle of her urethra. A small but growing stream of pee left Helen’s pussy and instead of landing at the base of the platform, was now hitting Lindy’s right ankle. Feeling the warmth of Helen’s pee, Lindy rolled slightly forward to more clearly see the pee hitting her leg. This sent Lindy over the edge and she came hard.
Helen watched in complete rapture as Lindy’s pussy began to convulse and spurt pee onto the platform. Lindy’s panting got louder as she suddenly stopped stroking her clit and pressed down hard at the base with the thumb and fingertips of both hands, making it rear out another half inch. Lindy’s clit began to twitch violently, and for the first time in Helen’s memory, Lindy spoke as she came.
A firm and steady pee stream leapt from Lindy’s pussy, immediately hit Helen’s stomach, and slowly began to rise toward her quivering breasts. Both women slowly rode their respective orgasms, each watching the other’s pee arc rise both in both height and volume. Helen turned slightly causing her rising stream to splash all over Lindy’s thigh and lower torso. At the apex of their climaxes, Helen’s orgasmic pee fountain was hitting Lindy’s thigh, and Lindy’s stream was dancing all over Helen’s left breast.
Pee was splashing everywhere and both Helen and Lindy were awash in each other’s pee, and their own orgasmic bliss. Helen’s stream subsided before Lindy’s flow showed any signs of weakening. Lindy was still forcefully peeing on Helen’s breast when Helen took her foot down and moved back just enough to let Lindy’s flow splatter onto her pussy. Out of sheer lust, Helen held open her pussy to let Lindy’s pee splash onto her sensitive clit.
Helen was still luxuriating in Lindy’s fountain as it started to wane. Helen noticed Lindy’s lengthy clit was still twitching lightly as her stream dried up. In the relative silence, both women took a few minutes to enjoy the afterglow and come back to reality.
“Can we do that again soon?” Lindy asked smiling weakly and completely spent.
“Let’s see how things go, Honey,” Helen replied helping Lindy off the platform.
Both women rinsed under the warm water of the shower and dried off. Once dressed, Helen and Lindy stood in the bathroom and hugged each other for a long while. Not wanting to lose the relaxed state she was in, Helen suggested they head to their respective bedrooms to get a good night’s sleep. The two awoke the next morning with a lot to talk about.
Ruth Anderson sat at in her new office, she had been promoted six months earlier and it still excited her being on the tenth floor. Ruth was a quiet lady just past her forty-fourth birthday, she had been brought up in a strict catholic family, an only child with a dominant father who because of his wrath she had obeyed to the letter. She had spent the last twenty four years in a cold almost sexless marriage, the biggest surprise was that her and husband Donald had produced a wonderfully beautiful daughter Lena who at twenty two was about to complete a masters degree in business studies in London school of economics. Ruth realised that her life was somewhat empty and thus the reason she had pushed herself in her career with the local council, she felt proud she was now the head of procurement for council office and buildings department. Ruth had no sexual experience outside her marriage, and the few times her mind strayed in that direction she would chastise herself, often with a tear in her eye she had noticed that this was happening more and more as sex with Donald had become almost non-existent, Ruth throughout her life had barely seen her self naked and shied away from such habits, if she had she may have seen what her boring dowdy clothes covered up. Her legs were long and smooth finishing at a superbly rounded ass, waist slim with just a little baby bump, a face cute and girl like for her age make-up very delicate with bland colouring, but her main feature (something that caught many a man’s eye) her tits 36DD still firm and still magnificent shown off so well by her slim waist. Ruth had always felt embarrassed about her bust size, but she had also noticed how they attracted men’s glances she blushed bright red when she thought of their stares. Ruth’s life changed one lunch time shortly after she completed the first six months of her promotion, it started no different from many more lunch times she opened her salad box and poured fresh orange from it’s chilled container. At the same time she flicked a couple of keys of the computer. She expected to see a copy of the latest accounts, but what appeared was a tall blonde women wearing only black strappy six inch heeled shoes and a red skirt, a red leather skirt, a skirt cut away round her smooth ass cheeks. Ruth was to learn later this was a spanking skirt, has she moved her finger to delete the page she heard the voice “spread wide lean across the chair arm NOW” the blonde did not hesitate. Ruth was entranced….. all her lunch time was spent watching the young women, as a large fat older man first fondled then spanked her ass cheeks until they glowed first red then a deep purple. Throughout her ordeal the women never complained, in fact Ruth was convinced she went through a number of orgasm and at one time even begged for more. The man on screen was dressed throughout but Ruth could not mistake the very large bulge in his tight pants below his big fat gut, she could also not ignore her own feeling her breath had been laboured has she watched the story unfold, also her married pussy had started to leak and leak a lot. Ruth could feel her dampness and could also smell the musky aroma her aroused pussy omitted. In bed that night while Donald slept Ruth found her mind drifting to the days events, she new she couldn’t, but just once she thought as her fingers traced along her once again glistening pussy lips. The next day Ruth swore to herself she wouldn’t look again, but she new she weak and her fingers pressed the buttons once more going to the same DVD the man forcing the blond to eat his massive eight inch fat cock something Ruth thought crude and disgusting and even worse when he coated her face in thick ropes of cum. For weeks Ruth watched, different women different men always the spanking, then worse, sex, forced sex dominant older men controlling the women to do their perverse acts fulfilling all their filthy needs. Ruth was certain she could never let anyone perform those filthy acts with her, even though for the last two weeks she had locked her office door during lunch. What a sight if anyone could enter, skirt pulled up round her waist sat on an old towel to prevent staining her chair, white cotton panties pulled to one side, and fingers working rapidly on an engorged clit and swollen red labia lips. It never took long two maybe three minutes then the same self disgust, for the first time in her life Ruth had begun to masturbate. It got worse and worse some lunchtimes Ruth could have three orgasms, three or four fingers rammed up her squelchy cunt she started to squirt for the first time in her life, and had to find out about it on the internet. But it was the smell her odour had always been strong, but now the office stank of sex she just hoped no-one noticed.
Robert Cameron James, sat in his large office on the eleventh floor of the council building. This was his eighth year has head of finance, a part time role bringing him to the office just three days per week. Robert had made his money, a lot of money from rubbish, firstly seeing restaurants and clubs had big problems with weekly collections he had got the contract to provide a nightly service. Then when the government introduced plastic refuge bins, he had been one of the first companies to introduce a home cleaning service. His business acumen now allowed him to meddle with the council, something he thoroughly revelled in. At sixty one Robert was a big healthy man with a healthy appetite for life, and in particular sex. There was nothing Robert more than to dominate both men and women for his sexual needs, which were both wide ranging and perverse. This domination had started with his wife Mignon De Silva a South African girl from a good family, she had been eighteen to his twenty eight completing her education in the UK and straight away Robert noticed how submissive this young women appeared, within a week he had dominated her was fucking her, within a year they were married and Mignon was enjoying regular spankings. Quickly Mignon was helping with the business using her willing body to seduce partners and perspective partners, by the time she was twenty one she had completed no less than three gang-bangs and given a lesbian sex show for her hubby and friends. She also new to always obey her husband anyone who crossed him may face the consequences Robert was a very nasty man, just twelve months earlier one of the many women he had trained throughout their marriage, a thirty something black Nigerian mother of two had failed to show for one of their special parties, within the month all the family were back in their poor Nigerian village. Did Mignon mind his dalliances with other women, at one time yes but she soon learnt her own love of sex was catered for and permitted. Her and some close friends would use young men and women as their own sex slaves, her catalogue of porn movies was extensive, loving insertion whipping and pissing above all others. She liked nothing better than to film herself peeing in the mouth of some young fresh slut Robert had acquired for her.
Jacob Rees sat at his desk in the only other office on the top floor of the council block, at thirty eight the youngest man to ever head the council. Jacob although a very good councillor had an abundance of secrets and weaknesses. He had, had a very private quiet and reserved upbringing women and sex had never been mentioned during his childhood or later years as a only child he never had friends. In later years he found it very difficult to approach or talk to women, this would lead to him using prostitute’s he bought his first when he was eighteen, and had then used the same women for the next nine years, she was old to him in her forties, but very experienced and took him down a torrid sexual path. They traversed from simple sex through BDSM, anal enjoyment both male and female, he love his women with her big strap-on dildo. His love for big tits started here although his mother had been well endowed before her death and he remembered his interest. He love to fondle squeeze and pull on massive mammaries, watching the nipples grow to astounding lengths. He was quite a contented man successful at work and fulfilled in his private needs. It was round about his thirty third birthday he was invited to a special party held by Robert and Mignon. A live changing event for Jacob, from minute one he was taken by Mignon, like Robert before him her busty succulent body entranced him and Mignon was not shy in showing it. All night her massive DD tits were in his face, of course this had been Robert’s plan he new more of Jacob than the young man thought. By the end of three months Mignon had a good selection of DVD’s all relating to Jacob. He was overwhelmed when he first saw shot’s of himself being fucked up the arse by three women, one after the other, before they gave him a piss shower by the pool the look of lust and enjoyment never leaving his face. From that day on he had worked in tandem with the James family, in business and in pleasure always trying to gain an advantage in both. Their latest project was one he had noticed two years earlier, a quite lady on one of the lower floors, Ruth he had first found her at the company sports day her massive tits waddling has she cheered on the children’s sack race. He not only noticed Ruth, but the younger version stood by her side. The daughter Lena smoother skin longer legs and identical massive tits. He had made it his duty to find out more, what a coup it would be to gain both beauties for the James’s sex stable. He had kept a good eye on her one for the future he’d thought. After helping Ruth to her mildly deserved promotion, her lack of trust in her fellow man had slowed things down for some months……until her own stupidity and a chance porn site had changed thing so rapidly, it was now the right time. Every three months books had to be audited and today it was Ruth’s departments turn. And it would be Robert doing the audit.
“Welcome my dear” Ruth tries hard to convince herself that Mr James wasn’t almost laughing has he showed her into his office. He sat her down at the desk so they could both view the computer with the latest figure’s. Ruth feels elated knowing after a thorough inspection everything would be in order. “Very pleasing Ruth” said Robert smiling “the books are just fine. Just one little thing a small thing emanating from your office, in fact from your computer” her smiled dropped the feeling of elation left her. “I’m sure you can explain the external bill more than £ 800 from a porn company Mr Rees and I are sure it must be an error am I correct” Ruth could feel her large mature boss standing over her, knowing she couldn’t explain, knowing he could end her fledgling career in that moment. He had her “you see Ruth it isn’t really the bill I imagine we could pay that off simply, it’s more what the bill was for. There was a simple breakdown with the bill Ruth this was very, I repeat very hardcore porn” she tried to interrupt, Robert caught one statement “anything” yes my silly girl he thought that’s what I’ll have anything and everything. As expected the tears began to flow, it won’t happen again bla,bla,bla, “to me my dear we have just two choices, we sack you with immediate effect” pleeeeease no “or tomorrow the holiday Friday you come to this office at 10:30am to have your case thoroughly reviewed” he waited “well little miss pervert what will it be” her breath came in gasps at his statement little miss pervert, god what had she done. Unable to speak she simply nodded her agreement. Robert simply picked up a file and started reading, she was dismissed and new it. Less than twenty four hours later and after a long and sleepless night, the feeling in the pit of her stomach had not receded. She was pleased she had hidden her dilemma from her husband, now she just wanted to hide her disgrace from him and anyone who may know her. Robert James held her life in his hands. He responded to her knock with a smile on his face and a sharp “enter” he left her standing before him not speaking or looking at her, after what seemed an age he spoke “did you enjoy your filth Ruth…….. well did you? He looked her in the eye waiting for her answer “I don’t know I” he looked hard at her “you don’t know for god sake you were long enough looking know tell me did YOU ENJOY YOUR FILTH” tears ran down Ruth’s face “yes, yes I don’t know why, it was filth but I did enjoy it” his face broke into a sly smile. “perhaps Ruth your enjoyment could help you save your job and keep all this very quite” “How I don’t understand I’ll do anything, anything you ask” her mind was in turmoil what was happening to her Sensing her distress Robert made his move quickly “in my dressing room is a new set of clothes for you to try, if and when you come out wearing it we will review your employment status” Ruth moved into the dressing room, she was totally shocked. The outfit if you could call it an outfit, black seamed stockings very sheer very expensive stockings, shoes bright red very high stiletto shoes, a skirt a tiny black pleated skirt, a white sheer blouse and tiny quarter cup bra, Ruth had never even wore stockings before. Slowly she started to undressed, she was naked looking at herself in a full length mirror. She new she was being asked to dress like one of the sluts in her porn films, she looked at her bottom still tight, breasts she new men loved big tits like hers, next her pussy completely covered in a thick matt of black slightly greying hair so thick her pussy lips were almost hidden. Ruth so wished she’d done something she’d never done and trimmed. Why was she thinking like this could she really go through with this, parade in that outfit in front of a near stranger her boss, but she new she had no choice. She bit firmly on her bottom lip while rolling on those sexy stockings attaching them to a sheer suspender belt. Squeezing her ample tits into a tiny quarter cup bra, a bra so small no matter how much she tried something would pop out, then she was dragging the tight tiny skirt over her firm thighs god she had never been in anything so short. When she was fully dressed if dressed was the word, she applied the slutty make-up has she had been instructed via a I -pad on the dressing table ruby red lips and charcoal eyes. Once again she looked at herself, make-up thick dark and yes, slutty. Blouse so tight much to small buttons bursting, over that tiny bra showing her massive tits fully, nipples long and hard pushing at the blouse material there was no where to hide her massive tits, her legs looked so long with her bottom pushed even higher by those super high heels. The skirt so short her bottom cheeks and pussy were almost on show below it, hanging out each side of the tiny sheer black thong she wore below the skirt was a mass of curly pubic hair, she new when she moved in any direction everything would be on show. She could not believe herself but looking like a whore was making her pussy wet, not only wet but soppy wet a dead give away she new she was excited and turned on, an old man was going to be ogling her body and she was excited. Even has she walked back into the office she new he would smell her arousal.
Robert stood leaning on the front of his desk, relaxed with a knowing expression on his face. “Ah Ruth so you decided to try the outfit such a good girl, you look very mmmm slutty” trying hard to cover her breasts she muttered “please no I’m not…….” he smiled “but Ruth your wearing the outfit, the outfit of a slut it looks so good on you, and may I add you smell like a slut. Are you excited Ruth, well are you Ruth” he lifted his mobile and started to take her picture “no sir please you can’t take pictures” once more that smile “I like the sir Ruth SIR OR MASTER from now on, oh and yes I can and will take pictures, that is if you want to keep your position. Now be a good girl and do just has I say” Ruth gave a hardly noticeable nod of compliance. “walk up and down for me Ruth, yes you have such a good figure, does your husband tell you that Ruth, such long sexy legs, and big tits they look so good in that blouse. Sit on the leather chair yes it is low, right back that’s it good girl” he was stood above her looking at her exposed stocking clad thighs, the tiny skirt caught in the gripping leather chair was worse than useless her tiny thong was clearly on view to perverse older man. What was worse her face was level with Robert’s crotch, and she could make out his erection growing all the time if that were real he was massive, just like the men in the porn video’s she imagined the girls sucking on them she wanted to touch her pussy she had that familiar itch, Robert brought her back from her dreams. “Now be a good girl stand for me again, walk to the desk, hands on the edge bend at the waist, a little more, now spread your feet wider” Ruth new her arse was on full show why was she obeying this old man, she new full well she was enjoying being dominated she wanted to be submissive to be Robert’s submissive. He was watching her knowing she was almost ready to do anything for him, he watched her arse swaying gently, her hairy bush covered cunt just a thin piece of sopping wet mesh hiding her hidden treasures. “flip your skirt up slut so I can see your arse better” Ruth hesitated “you want to so do it, we both know what you are and we both know where this is going, so be a good girl flip that skirt up and spread your legs further. Get ready for the spanking you truly deserve”………………..”no I Didn’t expect to have to do this” she began to stand, then she felt his hand pushing gently in the middle of her back. “settle down you bitch you decided to dress like one of your video whores, but if you want it to stop get changed and leave and never enter this building again. If you want it to continue, you will tell me you are my slut, and you will beg me to spank your sweet little married arse” A tense silence hung over the office, he was ready to wait…but not to long…………… “please I can’t I’m married, Donald how would I explain” Robert didn’t answer his hand still in the centre of her back he moved it slowly in small gentle circles. “SPANK ME” she screamed ……. “yes I want to be a slut your married slut spank my arse hard really hard I’m a naughty married whore” smiling lewdly Robert moved his hand and began stroking her arse cheeks, a shallow moan escaped her lips. “you fucking filthy bitch you’ll do anything I say from now on, and my SLUTS call me sir” she heard the woosh has the first blow landed quickly followed by two, three four each cheek in turn was lashed by his big hand, the pain was excruciating, tears ran down her face, but her arse stayed pushed back and up pointing to her sexual perverse molester. His free hand moved down below Ruth grabbing the top of her blouse he tore downwards, buttons sprayed everywhere, and her massive tits now untethered bounced free. He began to roughly squeeze her fat DD udder like tits, while still spanking her reddening ass cheeks he was tugging hard on her hardening nipples stretching them with his cruel fingers causing Ruth extreme pain. “You love this don’t you my naughty married bitch love your arse spanked and I’ve only just started with you” he had slowed with her spanking slowly stroking over his own red hand marks caressing her bruised cheeks, his fingers hooked her tiny thong uncovering firstly her little dark anal passage, his knuckles lightly trailed across her crinkly hole, he noticed the intake of breath and the tightening of her arse cheek. He continued to pull on her thong uncovering her cunt, his fingers came in contact with her wiry hairy bush, so thick it obstructed the view of both her arsehole and cunt lips. The thong clung to her hairy twat, held by thick white globules of Ruth’s cunt juice. All the time he continued squeezing on her massive tits concentrating on her elongated nipples, Ruth was moaning like a little she cat body swaying with lust willing her new master to touch her cunt finger her fuck her anything she felt so hot. He pulled her upright and spun her to face him all in one movement, she hung her head looking only at the floor. He took a nipple once more between his fingers squeezing hard ”you like this Ruth?” she nodded without lifting her head “you know it has it’s consequences for your pain I must have my pleasures” another nod “now I think we both agree you are my whore bitch slut however we wrap it up, you will do just has I say” all the time he spoke he was pushing Ruth to her knee’s in front of him then he undid his zip allowing his pants to drop round his ankles. Ruth had seen the outline but she couldn’t believe the real thing it hung halfway to his knee and was bouncing has it began to point towards the ceiling getting harder, in fact it kept growing to almost twelve inches long and a massive five inches diameter. Her hand nervously moved towards it she took it gingerly between her fingers “I need an answer bitch before we go further, you are my whore you will do whatever I wish” she looked up at him as her hand tried to circle that throbbing piece of meat, yes sir anything “kiss it my little whore soon you will have it all down your slut throat tasting my hot cum so you best get started” Ruth pushed her tongue out licking at the pre-cum that was dripping from his dick, she had always thought this part of sex was crude and disgusting …. but how could she want this, an old man ordering her controlling her.. Ruth’s mouth opened wide like a big 0 she took in the tip of his throbbing knob end, showing her little mercy or respect Robert stuffed the first five inches into her mouth, and grabbing her hair started to drag her mouth down his massive shaft. Tears streamed from her eyes, spittle dribbled from the corners of her mouth, she gagged she moaned, but he just kept it powering home five minutes, then ten minutes pass Ruth was more relaxed her throat more accommodating. Why she didn’t know but she felt elated when his ball sack were resting on her chin her throat felt on fire opened and stretched like never before. Ruth was watching her persecutor behind smiling eyes waiting now for him to take her mouth as she new he would. Robert looked down at his new sex slave her top lip stretched so far it was almost touching her nose eyes black with mascara and tears, he took three perfect picture of the filthy whore. “now whore start sucking my cock until my spunk fills your filthy throat” without hesitation her mouth started to move up and down faster and faster, her fingers found his balls fat and heavy stroking squeezing. “suck it bitch get it down that whore throat here it comes swallow it down you filthy slag taste my spunk” Ruth didn’t hesitate her throat swallowed and swallowed as copious amount of hot sticky cum slid down into her tummy. She continued sucking tasting every last drop she had actually enjoyed being used like a common whore. Robert never removed his cock he let Ruth carry on sucking keeping him hard, he spoke again “yes keep sucking keep me good and hard my cock sucking whore, we like sucking that cock don’t we bitch, next your going to feel it up that filthy hairy cunt when I fuck you hard” Ruth felt her pussy start to twitch as this cruel old man verbally abused her, she was desperate now desperate to get his dick manhood in her pussy, but still scared of the size. “stand up you fuck slut, take off that thong and let me get a good look at your cunt, yes pull that fucking hair to one side, god that’s wet open wider push three fingers up it get it ready you cock whore” she felt ashamed and humiliated the way he spoke to her, but still her fingers started to open herself. Sir carried on, “you like it don’t you Ruth you like being an old man’s cum bucket, can’t wait for my big dick in your cunt” for the first time she admitted it “yes sir I want it please please fuck me stuff it all in my pussy” she turned without being ordered her hands rested on the desk her legs went wide she reached behind her lifting her little skirt no man could refuse what was on offer a sopping fuck hole surrounded by a thick mat of stinking pubic hair, topped by a very inviting brown ring piece. Robert approached her pulling on his 12” lump of meat. He ran it two or three times along her labia lips even running it round ass ring noting once again the involuntary twitch , then he began to sink into her swollen cunt. Even though she was so wet that her juices were running freely and staining her stockings, just the head entering her was stretching her like never before “not to much please sir, take it out god it’s too big……god splitting me in two arrrrrrrgh” Sir took no notice of her wailing, she was there for his pleasure and she would get use to that, once he had driven the large mushroom head home the next four inches followed he didn’t delay more than a few seconds before pushing home his advantage soon all 12” of his fat prick was buried into Ruth stretched cunt. Then he started to pound her pulling almost all the way out before stuffing it all the way home, he grabbed her huge tits pulling on them has he drove home stretching her rock hard nipples, Ruth was holding tight onto the desk riding that big knob pushing her arse back onto that fat meat, her wailing had never stopped but now it was wail of pleasure loving having her cunt so full while her tits suffered more pain. She started to moan and scream with pleasure all the time experiencing small orgasm one after the other building up, “yes yes more, fuck me fuck me hard make me a whore wife fill me with that big cock….god cummmming yesss cummmming again fuck yes more” she was cumming real hard and that was all Robert needed he too started to explode filling the eager bitches belly with another load of his seed, at the same time he was giving her some good healthy slaps across her sweet arse cheeks once more turning them a crimson red, “fucking whore all your fit for is fucking and spanking” he continued to take pleasure in spanking her rosy cheek until he was spent then pulled out his softening prick wiping the sticky residue across Ruth’s naked cheeks while looking at the mess he left behind copious amounts of spunk ran down her thighs leaking from her stretched and gaping cunt hole. “Right up get you married whore get dressed and get out of here I’ve finished with you, I’ve things to do and don’t take all day in the bathroom” he watched her spanked arse disappear into the bathroom, smiling to himself she was going to give him and a lot of others a lot of pleasure. Ruth looked at herself as she got back into her normal wife clothes god what a state she looked hopefully she would get home and cleaned up before Donald noticed. She sat a few moments in her car, sitting was difficult but she enjoyed the contact against the rough car seat, she was really pleased with herself she had kept her job, What had happened was a small price to pay she was sure Robert would be like her and want to keep it quiet, she had achieved a great deal, and Donald would never need to know. Ruth would soon learn it was not over by far when Robert said whore wife he meant it.
<p><strong>Becoming a mere incubator for childless couples to have just the type of babies they desire. </strong></p><p><strong>Here at the Clinic, our Doctoress Dragonmage explains to a young couple. </strong></p><p> <font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> </font></p><h1 style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; page-break-after: avoid"><strong><span style="font-size: 10pt">Milly inseminated</span></strong></h1><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt"><span> </span></span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">"Ah Mr and Mrs Jameson. I’m Drss. Dragonmage, but my friends call me Misty." </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">"Hi I’m Don and this is my good wife Melinda." </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">The handshakes were firm and purposeful. </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">"Please take a seat, while I explain the procedure to you." </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt"> </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">She waved towards two chairs across her desk. "Would you like a coffee before we start?" "I’m too excited for coffee I’m afraid." Melinda giggled. </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">Drss.Dragonmage smiled. "That’s perfectly natural, after all it is your first time.<span> </span>Now as you already know we aim to ensure that the host is as perfect a match as possible. Which is why we have been taking tissue samples from you Melinda for the last few months. Well I’m delighted to be able to report that the host is a perfect symbiont and now your genes occupy her eggs. In other words whenever she has a baby it will be your baby genetically."</span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt"> </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt"><span> </span>The young couple held each other’s hands and beamed happily. The Doctor smiled back. ‘What a delightful couple’. She thought. "As you know from our brochure the host is always a virgin. The authenticity is on record and you will, of course, be able to check for yourself later Don. She is also extremely fertile at present, thanks to the fertility drugs. In fact today is her peak. So if you are prepared then we can impregnate her straight away". </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">She paused waiting for their answer. The young couple looked at each other and then Don spoke nervously. </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">"Er. I’m er not sure about the er procedure" </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt"> </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">Misty Dragonmage was famous for her bedside manner which was why her cosmetic, surrogate, pregnancy clinic was one of the most popular on the East Coast. Now she used her devastating charm to its best effect. </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">"There are two methods of conception. We call them induced and natural. The first is where the semen is injected into the host using a surgical procedure. We prefer the natural method as it tends to have more positive results and can be <another smile> a shared experience" </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">"This er natural method is it…..?" Melinda’s voice trailed off. </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">"Lovemaking I think you mean to say. Yes it is. However you will be there and will be a full participant. In other words it will be a mutual experience much like natural conception. We try to do things as naturally as possible here." The look of puzzlement caused her to continue. "Let me explain. The host is constrained in a special rig of our own design. This spreads her legs wide and back which pushes her vagina high and makes it accessible. She is then covered except for her mouth and genitals. These are left clear and her head is constrained in a special harness which ensures that her mouth is always available. </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt"> </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">The female, which is you Mrs Jameson <another smile> straddles this harness facing your husband. In this way you can both be sexually satisfied by the host. Please rest assured that she has had an intensive course of training and will be able to pleasure you both. The training was designed to ensure that you both achieve orgasm simultaneously which, our tests have found, will increase the amount of sperm and hence the chances of successful implantation." </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">"Can she er see us?" </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt"><span> </span></span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">"Oh dear me no. That would never do at all. At no point during her pregnancy, including the conception and the birth, will she ever see either of you. You may view her and the progress of your child, through a one way mirror at various stages and of course you have full access to the ultrasound scans so you can see junior progressing in the womb." </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt"><span> </span></span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">"That sounds good." Don again. "But how do we er know that er she only er…." </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">It was a common enough question. </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">"Simple Don. After conception she is fitted with a specially designed belt. Rather like a high technology chastity belt. Of which there are only two keys. You will have one and the other, kept in case of premature labour, is held by me in my safe. So please rest assured that the only male member she will have access to will be yours."</span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt"><span> </span>She paused and flipped through the case notes. "I see that you have applied for three children. Two boys and a girl in that order?" </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">They nodded in unison. </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt"><span> </span></span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">"Fine. One of the questions that is frequently asked is what happens to the host afterwards, I mean you wouldn’t want her having more children with your genetic makeup would we Melinda? Let me put your mind at rest. After the successful production of the third child she will be sterilized. Then she will be sent to work in a portside brothel in Africa in which we have a controlling interest. A percentage of her fees will be remitted back to you to help in the upkeep of the children. Small children are so very expensive aren’t they and it is only right that she should share in the burden of their upbringing. She will not earn very much per act but we ensure that she is worked hard so you will see a fair return for a year or so at least." </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt"><span> </span></span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">A look of relief flitted across Melinda’s face. She knew she was right to insist that Don came here. She’d heard so many horror stories of other women who had used other C.S.P.Cs and had seen their host, years later, carting a baby around. This was much more clinical and the extra income would come in handy. She hoped the host would be worked very hard. Children were expensive and, although Don was rising quickly through the ranks of his company, they could still use the extra income. </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">Drss. Dragonmage continued to flip through the notes held on her clipboard. </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">"Ah yes. The medical Insurance. Yes that seems to be in order. Your company is paying I presume?" </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt"><span> </span></span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">Don nodded. "It is standard practise in my company for executives. The company believes that wives have a very special role in entertaining clients and it can be a bit off putting if she can hardly move around the kitchen, or she’s forever rushing off to pee. The company also pays for cosmetic surgery so any minor blemishes can be corrected. In that way <he looked adoringly at his wife> she can look ravishing all the time" </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt"><span> </span></span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">’How sweet’ thought Drss. Dragonmage. "There is one small point that I think I should put your minds at rest about straight away. That concerns the colour of the host’s skin. You may be surprised to learn that she is white, a natural blond too as you will discover for yourself Don. That in no way will effect the outcome of the children. They will be the same rich coffee colour that you both share, she has no genetic part to play in their makeup. They are guaranteed 100% to be your offspring. She just carries them." </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">She put the clipboard down on her desk. "Everything seems to be in order. Now which method of implantation would you prefer?" </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">Melinda blushed. "I er think the er natural way" </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt"><span> </span></span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">"Very wise. I know that this can be a fairly daunting prospect so we have a special suite of rooms that have been set aside for you. There you will be able to indulge in a candlelit dejeuner a deux, the Chef is French you know and will have a certain something added to help you get into the mood. Then just let nature take its course. The host has been strapped into place already and has a vibrator stimulating her vaginal fluids continually so you may proceed whenever you feel the time is appropriate. </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">Don’t worry about the time, you have the room for as long as you want. Incidentally the drugs we will be giving you will enhance your libido considerably so as to ensure a successful coupling. In fact you may be pleasantly surprised at the number of times you will be able to inseminate the host and the enjoyment is profound. My partner and I have five lovely children and each time we stayed in the room for a full day. Mind you we slept the clock around the next day." </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">She laughed and mopped her brow in mock exhaustion. </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt"><span> </span></span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">"One last question please Doctor?" Melinda again. </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">"Go ahead" </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">"Will the er host get any pleasure from it?" </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">"Oh no we don’t allow that sort of thing here. She has been er altered so she can feel no pleasure ever. She is here to do a job and she wouldn’t be able to keep her mind on it if she was orgasming all over the place. Plus, of course, many of the mothers to be would be very uncomfortable with the idea of their husbands pleasuring another female, even if they are present. I hope that clears that little point up to your satisfaction Mrs Jameson?" </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">"Perfectly Doctor. Thank You." </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">"Excellent then please allow me to show you to your room. Oops I nearly forgot here is the belt key. I think you’ll be needing that" </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">"Thank you Doctor". They chorused.</span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt"> </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt"><span> </span>’What a delightful couple.’ Thought Drss. Dragonmage as she led them to the impregnation suite. </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt"><span> </span></span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt">(smile)</span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt"> </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt"> </span></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"> <br /></font></p>
Years ago when we were dating the girlfriend now wife was working not far from where I was living so she used to come over to my place for her lunch hour some times when I was home and even if I wasn’t. She used to like to work on her tan so she would either lay out on a towel or lay on a lounge chair. She would save time by wearing her bikini under her dress. I always teased her and said she should go topless at the local nude beach at the Jersey shore she laughed and said yeah right most I would do is sun bath topless. This lunchtime ritual continued throughout the summer and she was getting a nice golden brown tan and her big 38DD melons looked better than ever. So she told me that more than once she felt like someone was watching her. I told her it was her imagination, One morning she was running late and forgot her bikini on the counter at home and figured well no one is around being as I lived in a very rural section so she took off her dress and lay it on the hood of her car and lay out in her matching purple bra and panties that day she spotted her imagination it was the horny kid next door a real geeky kid worked at the horse farm next door. She didn’t know what to do at first so she just pretended that she didn’t notice him from behind her sunglasses. she told me later that night all he did was watch her and then seemed to be gone when she finally got up to go back to work. I said I would go say something to him but she said no don’t bother he was only gawking like guys do and he didn’t see anything more than he would at the beach and besides I’m not afraid as she pointed to her bag which contained her 9mm Glock. So the next day she shows up like clock work and sure enough she spots him in the woods a good 30 or 40 yards away and this time she decides she is going to have a little fun with Mr. Gawker as she called him. She reaches into her bag and pulls out a bottle of lotion and begins to rub it on her legs belly and then works her way up to her melons and that when the show really starts. She rubs lotion all over them and starts massaging them and puts her hands down inside her top and plays with her nipples removes one hand and slips it into the side of her bikini bottom and rubs her pussy this goes on for a few minutes and abruptly stop picks up her stuff and heads off to put her dress back on and head back to work. She continues her little shows for the remainder of the week, every day doing her rub down and having her private audience really got her hot one day she decided to wear a thong that barely covered her pussy she wore it so he could see her nice round ass as she rubbed her lotion on it and she ran her hands up her inner thighs until she reached her pussy, she lay on her belly facing him and undid the strings of her bikini so her back was exposed all the time very careful to keep an eye on him and her bag was close at hand, She can shoot the nuts off a gnat at 50 yards. so her time is up and she gets up as if she’s in a hurry and pretends to forget and instinctively covers her boobs with her arm picks up her top and blanket and abg and heads off to the car she flings her bikini top over her shoulder as a final taunt. The next day was Friday and she told me she only had to work a half day so I planned on getting home early to start on an early weekend. I pull in the driveway with my truck and spot her laying back yard. I reached for my bino’s that were in the glove box kept there for checking out the local whitetail situation and I get an eyeful of her massive melons glistening in the sun I look beyond her and see her admirer standing just shy of the treeline with his hand on his exposed cock. I got out of my truck slowly and easily close the door so I don’t spook him just like watching a buck. I walked up on her and stood over her and she said quietly I got your text and heard the gravel in the driveway and was hoping it was you. Is he still there I said yup and hes got his cock in his hand you must have him hard as rock by now. Without saying a work she reaches up and tugs at my belt and undid it with one hand I follow her Que and unzip my pants and she pulls them down and exposes my cock and she starts stroking it and leans up and give it a kiss on the head and takes me in her mouth. she now slides her ass so she is seated on the lounge chair and has her hand on my cock as she’s sucking it, I am stroking her hair and start to moan and softly said well if we’re going to put on a show let’s go for it and I reach around and untied the string of her bikini around her neck so it fell open exposing her massive tits. her pink nipples were hard as a couple of pencil erasers.I am fondling her tits and pulling at her nipples as she is sucking my cock taking me deeper in her mouth. she takes a moment to ask me is he still watching, I said yup and she goes back down on my cock. I am now getting hard as a rock and feel like I can’t hold out much longer I told her if you don’t slow down I am gonna cum in your mouth. she looks up at me and asks can you put it in my pussy first so I told her bend over and put your hands on the lounge chair I get behind her and pull her bikini bottom to the side and slip my hard cock in her pussy and start pumping her from behind her big tits slapping together and swinging wildly I glance casually so as not to notice and I see her Gawker pumping his cock. She told me later on she was looking right at him making eye contact with him as she was getting pumped her moans were directed directly at him on purpose. at one point she gets vocal saying come on stroke it cum for me and she is saying to me fuck me harder just as I am about to blow my load into her she says I want you in my mouth . I pull out of her now soaking wet pussy and she sucks my cock til I blow my load in her mouth and let out a load groan. she said she was watching him and he was pumping his cock furiously and she saw him cum, she said he didn’t have much of a cock but did seems to shoot and impressive load. I almost collapsed when I came and was shaking a bit. She said come on let go do some serious fucking with her exposed big tits bouncing she turned to where her Gawker was standing and waved goodbye to him she said the look on his face was priceless. We went inside and fucked like a couple of horny rabbits the entire weekend and talked about her gawker and how much of a turn on it was for her to know someone was watching us have sex. This coming from the woman who wouldn’t show cleavage when we first started dating. She continued her sun bathing and kept a watchful eye for her friend but he never came back, who knows what happened to him she said looking back on it if it happened now she never would have gone that far but said she has no regrets
<p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">There was this really cool porn shop, that I used to go into quite a bit, that always had really cute girls working there. Let me clarify that; they were not girls, just really young women, like in their early twenties. They would always dress really hot, like short shorts or really short skirts and matching halter tops. The halter tops had just enough material over their tits to be legal, but the laws, in the city I lived in, were pretty lax so it didn’t take a lot to be legal. It had been a few months since I was last in the shop, but when I came in the door I saw Chloe. She recognized me and said,</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">“Hey There! It’s been awhile since you were last in. I thought you had forgotten about us. This is one of our new girls that just started here a couple of months ago. Her name is Melanie. Melanie, this is one of our best customers so please treat him really good. Why don’t you show him some of the new toys we just got in. I think he still enjoys masturbating so why don’t you show him those new toys first. Melanie really likes older men so I know she will take really good care of you.”</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">Melanie came around the end of the counter and came up to me and took my hand led me down a couple of isles to the back of the sex toy section. She had on the shortest mini skirt I had ever seen and most of her really nice, at least 34D, tits were very visible in her very skimpy halter top. She led me to the male masturbation toys and was showing me what they had just gotten in. There were some down on the lower shelf and she squatted down as she was showing them to me. She was facing toward me and had her legs spread just a little. The small amount was more than enough for me to see right up her short skirt and see that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath it. My cock started getting hard right away and with the very thin short shorts I was wearing it was very obvious that I was getting very aroused. With Melanie squatted down, less than two feet in front of me, her face was at the same level as my crouch and she had already seen what was going on in my shorts. As she picked up one of the toys to show it to me she said,</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">“Chloe said you liked to masturbate and this little toy has gotten some really good reviews from some of our other men customers. All the little fingers inside the sleeve make it like a French Tickler for a man. And since it’s clear, you can still see your cock as you slide it up and down it. I’m sure Chloe wouldn’t mind if you wanted to take it into one of our movie booths, in the back, and try it out. If you don’t like it, you don’t have to pay for it, but you can still keep it. What do you say? You want to try it?”</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">I quickly nodded yes and Melanie stood up, took my hand and led me up to the front counter and asked Chloe if what she had suggested was OK? Chloe glanced down at my now rock hard cock, trying to rip its way out of my thin shorts, and said,</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">“For God sakes yes. If he doesn’t do something pretty soon he is going to make a mess in his shorts. You probably flashed him your pussy, didn’t you, you naughty girl? No wonder his cock is so hard.”</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">Melanie blushed a little and she and Chloe just giggled. She said she had and that was probably what caused my present condition and why she wanted to let me try the toy. I bought some tokens, for the movie booths, and headed back to them. Melanie called to me and met me half way down the short hall, to the movie booths, and as she handed me a couple of small packets of personal lubricant, she said,</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">“Here, I thought you might need theses too. If you need anything else, I’m sure you know where the buzzer button is. I hope you enjoy yourself.”</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">It has always been amazing to me that I get along so well with women that are so much younger than me. I knew Melanie and Chloe worked there and it was their job to be nice to older men but I got the feeling that they really did enjoy flirting with me. They were both in their early 20s and I was 40+ years older than they were, but I was and still am in pretty good shape. My cock is a little over 8 inches, but I think what was catching Melanie and Chloe’s eyes the most was how fat my cockhead is. It is just over 2 ½ inches across and with the thin, snug fitting, white shorts I was wearing I knew it was very visible. I was wearing my cockring too so that makes my cockhead swell up even more. I could feel s large wet spot, from the pre-cum leaking out of my cock, and knew the spot was about the size of a silver dollar, surrounding my pisshole. I knew that made the thin material completely see-through, like a wet tee shirt.</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">I enjoy watching porn movies with lesbians in it so I went into that booth. The booths were about 4 feet square inside. There was a vinyl covered padded bench on the left, as you entered through the hanging curtain. The video screen was on the opposite side. On the back wall was the pay box, for the video, and a small shelf, on the wall, with a lamp on it. The lamp had a three way bulb in it and I turned it on bright. I took my shorts and tee shirt off so I was completely naked. My cock was throbbing it wanted my attention so much. I put enough tokens in the box for the movie to last 30 minutes. I figured that would be enough time to make my old cock really feel good and explode all over me. The movie started and it was about an experienced lesbian seducing a teen girl that had never been with a woman before. That is my favorite theme. I opened one of the packets of lube and put some on my very swollen and extremely sensitive cockhead. I started stroking with my bare left hand at first and figured I would save the toy to finish off with. I had been watching the movie for a little less than ten minutes and the experienced lesbian had the teen girl naked, except her panties, and was very expertly rubbing her pussy through her panties and kissing and sucking on the young girl’s nipples of gorgeous cone shaped tits. Just then there was a soft knock on the outside wall, by the curtain, and Melanie softly said,</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">“I am so sorry to bother you, but you came in so early I didn’t get a chance to put tissues in any of the booths. I thought, if you made yourself cum, you would need some.”</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">There was usually a box of tissues next to the lamp, on the little shelf, and I hadn’t noticed they were missing. Melanie continued,</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">“I can hand them in to you if you would like.” I replied,</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">“Melanie, if it’s not asking too much, could you please bring them in and open them up for me? I already have lube on my hands and don’t want to get it on the box.”</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">Melanie pushed the curtain aside and stepped into the booth with me. She let the curtain close behind her as she sat down on the bench next to me and said,</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">“You have no idea how much I wanted you to ask me to come in with you. My God; your cock looks even bigger than I thought it would be. I know you are an older man, but you have the best looking package I have ever seen on a man. You are circumcised and keep your whole package completely clean shaven and that looks so hot. I know you just asked me to come in and open the tissues for you but could I please stay and watch you jackoff? PLEASE?”</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">I told her I would love it if she stayed if she didn’t mind if I came really quickly. I said with her being in the booth with me I was more turned on than I could ever remember. I told her she was one of the hottest women I had ever seen and knowing she was sitting next to me and not wearing any panties was driving me crazy. She said she would love to have me play with her pussy if I would let her use the Clear Jackoff Sleeve on me. She also asked me if she could call Chloe back to see her jacking me off with the sleeve. Of course I said yes to both. After she got the sleeve lubed up and slipped it down on my cock she called Chloe. In just a couple of seconds the curtain opened and Chloe was standing there watching Melanie jacking off my cock with the little clear sleeve. With all the little fingers inside the clear sleeve, working their magic on my very sensitive shaft and cockhead and the warmth of Melanie’s hand on my cock, I knew I wasn’t going to last very long. And now with Chloe watching us my excitement level was off the chart. Melanie had spread her legs and put my right hand on her wet pussy. I had two fingers up in her fingering her G-spot and was massaging her clit with my thumb. She could barely sit still as I fingered her. Chloe said she better get back up front in case someone came in. She said to turn up the volume on the movie so no one would hear us.</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">Melanie continued stroking my cock, with the jackoff sleeve with her left hand, and was playing with my balls with her right hand. All at once that all too familiar very intense tickling started in my very swollen cockhead. It quickly radiated down through my cock and into my balls and I told Melanie that I was about to cum. She started stroking the sleeve faster. It was only about 4 inches long and now she was only letting top end of it come about half way up over my swollen cockhead. I moaned and Melanie’s eyes were glued on my cock as she stroked away on it. Then my whole cock, and especially my cockhead, swelled up even more. I thought my cockhead was going to burst and then my first squirt of cum erupted out of my pisshole.</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">I was working Melanie’s pussy like crazy and by her little whimpers and the way she was squeezing my balls I was pretty sure she was cuming too. Her mouth had dropped open, in surprise, when she saw how much my cockhead swelled up in her hand, as I started cuming. Luckily she had aimed my cock so I was squirting on my chest and stomach. A lot of women, that have given me a handjob in the past, stopped stroking my cock as soon as I start to squirt. I guess they don’t want to get it on their hands. Melanie kept stroking my cock, through three more really hard squirts, as my cum then just oozed out and ran all down on her hand and the sleeve. She kept stroking my cock even after I stopped cuming. For all you girls out there; when you give a handjob or blowjob, keep going long after the man stops cuming. That is when some of the most intense tickling occurs in a man’s cock during his orgasm.</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">I was still fingering her pussy until she grabbed my hand to stop me. I looked at her and she had tears streaming down her cheeks. I asked her if she were OK and she said they were tears of joy. She said she had never cum that hard in her life. She said,</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">“When I felt your cock swell up even more, as I stroked it and saw how fat your cockhead got, my pussy was on fire. And when you started squirting, well I’m sure you felt my juices let go. I came so hard I even peed a little bit and that is what the tears are for. I guess that’s why I love older men. They really know how to make a girl feel good. Oh! And it also helps when they have a package as nice as yours is. Now I guess we better get you and me cleaned up. I hope this one box of tissues is enough. Oh! How did you like the jackoff sleeve?”</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">She got all the cum cleaned off of me and her hand and was reaching for her pussy with some clean tissues when I grabbed her hand and pushed it away and said,</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">“I will take the toy for sure and since you cleaned me up now I get to clean you up.”</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">I totally caught her off guard when I slipped off the bench and sat on the floor between her legs. I slid my hands under her legs and pulled her sweet young ass out to the edge of the bench. Now that I was looking at her pussy up close and in the bright light it took my breath away is was so beautiful. I said,</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">“You know anyone trying to have sex with you could get arrested by the FDA for fucking food.”</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">As I moved my face closer to her pussy and she realized I was going to eat her out and clean her up that way she grabbed my hair with both hands to stop me and said,</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">“You can’t do that. I’m really nasty down there. Remember I told you I even peed a little. You don’t want to get that in your mouth, do you?”</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">I wasn’t about to let her stop me. Her pussy looked so scrumptious. Her inner lips were all red, swollen and glistening with her juices and her cute little clit was still out of its hood and sticking out all hard and red from me rubbing it. I forced my mouth onto her pussy and sucked the whole thing into my mouth. I sucked on her entire womanhood and her hands went from pushing me away to pulling me hard into her. I was sticking my tongue as far as I could get it into her vagina, trying to lick out every last drop only to find, much to my delight, her producing more of her sweet nectar. Then I slipped two fingers up in her tight young pussy and found her G-spot again. I moved my mouth to her clit and started sucking on it. She went wild. She was humping my mouth as hard as she could and had both her hands full of my hair as she pulled me into her. Then her hand slapped hard on the bench on each side of her hips and she froze as she took a big gasp of air. She stayed that way for a few seconds as I sucked her clit for all I was worth and tickling her G-spot. Then she was like a wild woman. She was moaning and crying out loud and trying to push me away again. I pulled my fingers out of her tight young pussy and put it back under her butt so I had a firm grip on her. I found her clit with my other hand and moved my mouth so it covered her entire vagina and started licking and sucking her out. It was not a second too soon as her orgasm hit her like a freight train. She even peed as little again and I licked it all up. She was trying to push me away again but I was having none of it. I wanted all her juices. Just then I heard Chloe say,</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">“OK! You two are driving me crazy and all I can say is I’m next. Melanie, I thought he was killing you.” Straining to speak, in the aftermath of her intense orgasm, Melanie said,</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">“God Damn It, so did I. I never thought he was going to go down on me and when he did I couldn’t stop him and then I didn’t want to. Look at this dirty old man. He’s still licking me even after I came all in his mouth. Chloe, I even peed in his mouth and he never stopped sucking on my pussy. What do you do with a man like this?” Chloe said,</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">“I know what to do with him. Melanie, you go watch the front and Mister you come here and make me feel good like you did for Melanie.”</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">I did take care of Chloe too, but that’s another story. On the way out I dropped $50 in the tip jar for the girls and Melanie said they should be tipping me. In very old southern style I kissed each of their hands as I said goodbye and thanked them for a wonderful hour. I had just closed the door to my car and rolled the window down when out of nowhere Melanie was standing there and said,</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">“I’m not about to just let you walk out of my life. You know I love older men and you are the best man I’ve ever met, old or young. Here’s my phone number. Please, Please say you’ll call me? I promise no other woman will ever treat you as good as I will. I still owe you for the amazing oral sex you gave me and I give great deepthroat and I swallow. I’m not sure if I can deepthroat your big cock but I will certainly try. I want to fuck you too but you have the biggest cock I have ever seen, in person, and I don’t know if my little pussy can take it either. Hey! That will give us something to work on. Please call me.”</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">I reached up, took her arm, and pulled her down to me and gave her a deep yet soft soul kiss. She responded and held my face in her hands as she returned my kiss. I said,</font></span></p><p align="left"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3" color="#000000"> </font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 6pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: ‘Times New Roman’,’serif’; font-size: 12pt"><font color="#000000">“I hope that was the answer you wanted. Just in case you’re not sure it means Absolutely YES!”</font></span></p>