the film while Lisa told us to eat each other. Lisa laid down and told Debbie
to take the camera from John. Lisa spread her legs wide in front of me, her
pussy wet and glistening. “C’mon slut, suck my cunt while he fucks your ass!”
she screamed at me. She pulled me to her pussy and I sucked, wanting to make
her as horny and lusty as the rest of us. I felt John slide up my cunt and
work around for a bit. Then he slid his cock slowly up my asshole, making me
moan into Lisa’s cunt. “Suck me bitch!” She hissed at me. “Suck me and make
me cum on your face.” I sucked her clit and fingered her hole, making her
hotter and hotter. The hotter she got, the more her voice dripped with lust.
“Take good pictures of her sucking my pussy while she gets butt-fucked.” She
told Debbie. I looked at Debbie taking pictures, her favorite dildo inside
her pussy. John’s cock was just about perfect for anal sex, and it filled me
without hurting (at least not too much). He was gentle and easy with his
strokes, letting me feel the fullness and pleasure of it. Lisa was moaning
and rocking her hips, but her words still came out nasty. “Yes, suck me, make
me cum on your face while you get your asshole fucked.” She looked at Debbie,
and said “I’m going to fuck her face and make her wet with my cum. You’d better
get some good closeups of that slut!” John played the game too, but he directed
his words to Lisa. “Look how hot of a slut Lisa is! Spread your cunt wide open
for her tounge Lisa! Let HER lick your twat until you cum!” Lisa moaned and
commanded John to fuck me hard. “Fuck that slut’s asshole hard! I want to
feel you slamming her face into my cunt!” I worked three fingers inside of
Lisa and sucked her as hard as I could. Debbie walked around taking pictures
and John kept slamming my ass hard. I could feel him getting ready to come
but I wanted Lisa to come first, so I worked even harder on her dripping cunt.
Debbie said something to John I couldn’t hear, but he seemed to swell inside
my ass, making me think he was about to come. Lisa’s hands were pushing my
face into her cunt and she rocked her hips up and down, rotating them in a
very wanton way against my face. Debbie knelt next to us, taking close up
pictures of my face between Lisa’s legs. Suddenly John pulled out of my
ass completely, the sudden emptiness triggering my own climax. I almost sob-
bed in Lisa’s pussy as I came, shoving my fingers deep into her. John came
around and stood over Lisa who was about to come too. I heard Debbie clicking
the camera in rapid time and looked up to see John spurting his thick hot
cum onto Lisa’s face. Lisa had her mouth open and was trying to lick it all
up. John spurted his come on her nice firm tits too and Debbie got some
great closeups of both Lisa’s face and tits. I sucked Lisa’s clit hard and
flicked my tounge over it, feeling her contract around my fingers as she came.
“Ohhhh I’m cummminng! Make me Cummm!” she cried. We did make her come
several times, each time Debbie took pictures.
Lisa fell quiet, floating on her cloud. John had cleaned his cock up,
and now we lifted Lisa onto the coffee table. We spread her wide open and
John began to fuck her sopping cunt. I took pictures this time, while Debbie
held Lisa’s legs and told her to suck pussy. I took pleasure in telling Lisa
what a slut she looked like after that. “You’re such a slut Lisa. You’re lay-
ing there covered with cum, sucking a girls cunt while your get fucked!” Lisa
moaned and rocked her hips against John. “Oh my!” I said. “Just think what
you’re pictures would look like on the company bulletin board! Everyone could
see Lisa, the cum-covered slut, sucking cunts and cocks!” Lisa screamed into
Debbie’s cunt, thrashing her head about and bucking against John wildly. When
Debbie moved off of her, Lisa was crying and pleading for us to make her come
again and again. “Fuck me! Make me cum! I want to cum! Cum! CumCumCum!!” Lisa
went rigid and shuddered as John plunged into her. Debbie bent down and she
licked Lisa’s clit until she cried loudly and passed out.
We roused Lisa and she looked at us sort of bewildered for a moment.
“What happened?” she said. Debbie explained that she’d passed out from her
orgasm. Lisa moved to sit up, and found her thighs were soaked, as was the
top of the coffee table. “Jeezus!” She said, looking at John. “You must’ve
cum like a horse!” Then she realized that John was still hard and hadn’t
yet come, in her pussy or otherwise. “Is that all me?” She asked us. Debbie
told her it was, and weakly Lisa got to her feet. We helped her to the
bedroom where we loved her gently until we were sure she was alright. John
was fucking me from behind and Debbie was caressing Lisa, when Lisa sent
Debbie downstairs for the camera. When she came back Lisa waited until John
was ready to come. Just as he started to come, she moved down and pulled
his spurting cock from my pussy and sucked him into her mouth. Give the girl
credit. Not a drop leaked from her mouth as John shot a huge load. Debbie
took pictures and watched as Lisa slipped John back into my dripping cunt.
She rolled me over on my side, and indicated for me to open my mouth. Lisa
leaned over and let John’s come dribble into my mouth, letting Debbie catch
it on film. Debbie couldn’t stand it and gave John the camera and joined
us. The result is one very hot series of pictures. The one I like best shows
the three of us with our tounges touching and a big drop of John’s cum about
to fall back down my tounge.
Needless to say Lisa joined our weekend photo sessions after that. We
have many pictures of us three girls eating and sucking each other and a lot
of shots of each of us getting John off in our mouths or on our tits. We
swap some of these with other couples who send letters saying how they’d like
to find “models” like Lisa and me. We’ve just started a new photo game that
I enjoy since I like being ordered by Debbie and Lisa. I play the maid to
Debbie’s hostess and John and Lisa pretend to be guests. I get to suck them
both and Debbie. I have a picture of me sitting nude on the coffee table
and masturbating furiously with a big dildo while Debbie, Lisa, and John are
sitting fully clothed and talking like nothing odd is happening. I can cum
just looking at that picture! After I did come, Debbie made me kneel on
the couch in front of Lisa and let her finger and lick my slit. The idea
of being the only naked person in a room is visually exciting and being told
to let people finger and suck you makes me cream.
We enjoy our little games and play, and we know that someday I’ll find
a guy I want to be with, and so will Lisa. Or maybe Lisa and I could get a
place together and share a boyfriend! What do you think?
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Three Way part2 part2 part2
Thursday, October 22nd, 2009Three Close Friends part4
Saturday, October 17th, 2009 Jane took one of her tits and lifted it to her mouth. Her tongue darted out
and touched just the tip. She then leant over and kissed one of Rita’s
breast. She rubbed the nipple of her own breast with her left hand, and
Rita’s with her right. Then she leaned back.
Her breast were full and warm. The tan line of her bikini cut
across their tops. She traced this line with her finger, and the began to
stroke her erect nipple. Rita took one of her Jane’s breasts in her hand
and squeezed gently.
“They’re so much bigger than mine.”
“That doesn’t matter. Just make sure that you use them.”
Rita leaned forward and kissed Jane’s breast lightly on the nipple.
Jane quivered slightly, just noticeable to Ben.
Jane’s hands slowly stroked her whole body, an gentle pattern of
loneliness and unquenched passion. She put her hand on top of her skirt and
slowly began to knead the material. Ben’s hands were still massaging Rita’s
tense nipples. Ben’s head was covered with the Rita’s red hair. Rita moved
her hand to her crotch. Rita’s gaze was fastened on Jane.
Jane’s other hand began to caress her inner thigh, stroking the tan
muscle and skin. Her long skirt began to impede this. She unbuttoned the back
quickly and removed it. She was already beginning to sweat in the warmth of
the fire. Rita unbuttoned the fly on her jeans and pulled them off. She was
wearing sheer, silky black panties. They were sticking to her damp cunt.
“I bought them for Chas. He never saw them…” The insides of
Rita’s thighs were white. A few stray, very red pubic hairs peeked out from
beneath the black silk. Her erect clit pushed against the fabric.
Jane rolled on her side and slowly stroked her round butt. Bens
hand reached out and patted the curve of her bottom. His other hand gently
cupped Rita’s backside. Jane lay on her back and began to open her legs to
Rita. Rita’s legs duplicated Jane’s actions. Jane began to stroke herself
through the fabric of her now damp panties. Rita’s panties were wet through
with her own excited juices.
“When you can’t stand it anymore…” Jane slipped her thumbs
beneath the waistband of her panties and pulled them down to he ankles. The
slipped around her foot. Ben removed the black panties slowly from Rita.
Rita’s eyes were fixed on Jane’s cunt. It was dark with pubic hair, but
spread open. The normal pinkness had been turned to red by her passion. Her
clit popped out from her body like her nipples.
“Look deep. You can see that this is what your like. All women are
alike physically.” Jane slid a finger into her cunt, and then licked it. It
tasted of the sweetness of passion, but also of the bitterness of want.
Rita spread her legs and exposed her inner self to Jane. She slowly tasted
herself also. Ben, too, inserted a finger. He quickly withdrew it,
however. This seemed to be a ritual among women, and women only.
Jane stroked the swollen lips of her cunt slowly, from bottom to
top. She was slowly spreading her legs wider, and more and more of her was
becoming visible. The wet inner flesh glistened in the firelight. Rita
began to copy her, but then inserted three fingers into her wet cunt.
Jane’s juices wet her finger. Her left hand came down to manipulate Rita’s
clit. Rita’s hands moved quickly over her inflamed cunt. She used her whole
hand to stroke herself with. Jane’s hand moved furiously over her wet,
…End of the part4. To be continued..
I’ve agreed to be totally honest about this This is difficult because while part7
Friday, October 9th, 2009“Obedient sexual slave.” The Chief was mostly amused at my losing the first bet.
I don’t know how to tell him (or if I should tell him) about the rest. About now
the Chief comes back in with a tray with some coffee cups & cookies on it. He
sets it down turns to me and says, “Unless you still have something to bet, I
expect we’re through.” Luckily I’m still blushing or the flush I could feel would
have given something away. This has definitely gotten out of hand. J, with great
ceremony, returns my shirt, which I put on while we eat our cookies and drink the
coffee. J and The Chief go to the living room. I follow, and sit v-e-r-y
carefully (J only gave back the shirt). After the cookies are gone and J is
making the “I’m on my way out” motions, he stops and asks me what time dinner is
on Friday. “Seven,” I stammer. “That would be wonderful,” he says. He gathers up
his winnings, returns my tights to me, kisses me on the cheek and saying goodbye
to the Chief, leaves. “Well you surely know how to spice up a low stakes card
game.” The Chief tells me as we go up to bed. “You don’t know the half of it!” I
think to myself. Anyway, I didn’t hear from J until Wednesday. He called me
during the day and wanted to know if we were still on for Friday. I could feel
myself redden. I duck my own embarrassment by answering only the question he
asks. I reply that sure, we’re on or something like that. As I sit there
listening to him, I’m breathing faster, becoming anxious, and at the same time,
becoming quite horny. I’ve been putting this out of my mind as if I couldn’t
quite believe that he’d appear or that anything would happen. His voice disturbs
that. While I’m dealing with these emotions, he tells me quietly that I don’t
have to have him come over. Not sure how to react, I heard myself tell him that
it was fine. Taking a deep breath, I tell him that I always pay off my debts.
…End of the part7. To be continued..
I’ve agreed to be totally honest about this This is difficult because while part22
Tuesday, September 29th, 2009the decisions about where you are going. Being led around makes it much more
difficult. I’m sure J took me on several extra turns as well because I was
surprised when the breeze hit me. It was a warm night. I could feel the wood of
the deck on my bare feet. It was well past sundown. We do have a fence that
blocks the view from the other houses, but there’s a world of difference between
taking your top off after you’ve looked around in the daylight and being blind
and suddenly finding your naked body on a leash outside. The breeze felt good.
He led me to a place on the fence that he’d obviously scoped before because he
was able to find it so quickly. The cuffs had some way of making the links
between them longer, and he used that to put my hands around a slat in the fence,
causing me to have to bend over. He shoved my feet back and apart and then left
me there. I mean, get the picture; I’m naked, he has this mask on me so I have
no idea of what is going on. If something happens I’m chained to my fence. I’m
covered in oil so I’m sure I looked like a refugee from a jello wrestling
competition. I can’t hear his footsteps on the grass, so he may be staring at me
or he may have gone home. I couldn’t decide whether I was turned on or freaked
out. The water that hit my back wasn’t all that cold, it was just a surprise. He
had brought up our hose and proceeded to hose me down with it. Then he begins
washing me with this large sponge. It was fairly soft, but stiff enough to make
me very aware of where ever it was as it moved along. He started on my left
calf. He worked his way up my leg, spending quite a bit of time on my thighs. I
moaned. I’d been moaning and yelling quite a bit up till he put the blindfold on
me, but that was inside. Now I was in this rather compromising position and I’d
started again. “You might want to keep quiet out here,” he said quietly, his hand
neglegently resting on my bottom. “I’m not sure I could unhook you and take you
…End of the part22. To be continued..
I’ve agreed to be totally honest about this This is difficult because while part18
Thursday, September 24th, 2009When I’m sure he’ll let me come in a second or two, the doorbell rings and he
tells me that I’m supposed to flash the pizza dude. I might go to the door in a
nightie, or even in my leotards, but this is just more than I’m normally
comfortable with. Yes, it excited me. Sooooo, I took the $20 and went to the
door. I could feel J’s eyes on my back (ok, maybe lower). I smelled of sex at
this point. I wondered if the pizza man would be able to tell (or just guess).
I opened the door and looked around it, not exposing anything except for my head.
The delivery man was about 19, tall and well built. He said something like
“Pizza delivery.” I can’t remember what exactly. Inwardly I took the equivalent
of a deep breath and reached out for it as I stepped around the door, handing him
the twenty at the same time. He looked as if he’d frozen. Mechanically he took
the bill, giving me the pizza. I swear I couldn’t help myself. “It’s been so
warm lately, hasn’t it? Oh, just keep the change.” I slid back in and closed
the door behind me. J was there. He took the pizza and set it on the table. He
had his tongue in my mouth while his hand took possession of my sex. He forced
me up against the door and kissed and fondled me to an orgasm while I stood
there, pressed against the cold wood. J then took the pizza into the other room
and we ate it along with about 2/3 of a bottle of wine, both still naked. Well I
wasn’t naked. I still had my collar. During dinner J would gently touch me in
all sorts of ways. His hands would slide over my thighs, his leg would rub along
side of mine, a lot of things like that. I certainly didn’t calm down much.
After dinner he took me back to the living room where he sat on the couch with
me. He said he was going to play a game with me. The point was how much
frustration I could stand. He began by having me touch my breasts following his
instructions exactly. He’d have me rub the surface or both breasts with the
…End of the part18. To be continued..
Hi she said I looked up She was leaning onto the information desk at the part3
Thursday, September 10th, 2009like, right? Believe me, I know…” She was looking me straight in the eye, and
I felt like a bug on a windshield. But I bit the bullet; what the hell. “Yes, I
was looking. You are…” I groped for a word as her smile widened. “…very
pretty.” Her eyes widened. “Pretty? Well, thank you, Jack. You’re not too bad
yourself.” She turned again and bent over at the waist, reaching for something
on the ground. My gaze was traveling up her legs when I caught her looking at me
and grinning. “Yes, you’re very pretty.” I was totally losing my grip, and I
started babbling. “Yeah, I remember you and your friends… Me and my coworker
were looking at all of you, but I was mostly looking at you.” She straightened
and resumed her perch. “Uh huh. Don’t you think it’s, like, wrong to look at
women that way? We’re not objects, you know.” Her smile was so fetching, a
beauty to behold. Some women turn and hide their grins, and some are more bold,
but she took the cake. Her smile was a tiger trap I would have gladly put my
head into. I frowned. “True, true. But sometimes you ladies seem to want us to
look, right? Like you said, you know when guys stare at you. Obviously you like
it.” “Uh huh. I do like it. I like it a lot.” She squirmed a bit, rubbing her
legs together. “Sometimes I think I like it too much…” Mimicking her pose on
the desk, I bent forward and matched her conspiratorial tone. “What do you
mean?” “Well…” She bit her lip. “Sometimes when I get guys to look at me, I
get really turned on…” She paused. I didn’t say a word. “Sometimes I can’t
wait to touch myself. I mean, I can’t wait until I get home… Sometimes I find
a place where I can get away with it, and go ahead and do it.” “…Like where?” I
prodded. “Well, like the other night when my girlfriends and I were here… This
older guy was near me in a row of books, and he was holding this book like he was
reading it, but really he was looking at me… I was squatting down to look at
…End of the part3. To be continued..
Hi she said I looked up She was leaning onto the information desk at the part2
Wednesday, September 9th, 2009turned, and I brushed some imaginary fluff from her lower back. “Some lint, or
something. There, it’s gone. Let’s see, what’s popular… Spice Girls, of
course, and James Taylor, Celine Dion –” “Those are crap,” she offered. “All
that’s good now is fuck tunes.” “Well, yeah,” I stammered, “there’s lots of good
R&B stuff out now, like Maxwell and D’Angelo –” “That’s what I like, stuff like
that.” She looked around. “Are you all by yourself back here?” I shrugged.
“Pretty much. We’re short-staffed, and only have a few people to watch this big
place. Everybody else is working in books.” “Hmmmmmm.” She turned back to look
at the displays. It could have been my imagination, but she seemed to stand so I
would have a great view of her incredible body. The bra she wore was slightly
too small, causing her breasts to bulge slightly in the blue t-shirt. The plaid
skirt lifted and fell as she moved, short enough to show off her tanned legs. I
was sure I was making a puddle of drool on the desk as I stood gazing at her.
Maybe old enough to be a college freshman, maybe not. Did it matter? On the
silk sheets in the bed of my heart, age didn’t (and doesn’t) matter much to me,
and the possibility of anything happening was pretty slim. My stupor was
interrupted again as she turned back to me and strode back to the desk. She
perched in the same position as before, giving me a teasing glimpse. “You were
looking at me the other night, too, when I was here with my friends,” she said in
a conspiratorial whisper. Then I remembered seeing her, dressed in a similarly
stunning green cotton sundress, with some other gorgeous young lasses. My buddy
Rob had moaned at his inability to run into such beauties anywhere but work as
I’d covertly gawked. Not as covertly as I’d thought, obviously. “Weren’t you?”
She was staring at me mischieviously. “Uhm…” She narrowed her eyes and smiled
ever so slightly. “Guys stare, it’s what guys do when they see something they
…End of the part2. To be continued..
Hi she said I looked up She was leaning onto the information desk at the
Tuesday, September 8th, 2009record and book store where I worked, and she smiled the perfect smile that
beautiful women do so well. Though it was late and I was a bit tired, I
immediately slipped into “helpful employee” mode (trying not to enter “helpful
employee staring at gorgeous babe” mode, at least not yet). Fumbling a smile, I
stood up from where I’d been hunting for a pen under the table, and tried to look
helpful. “What’s your name?” she asked in a bright voice. Not a question I’d
gotten before, and it threw me a bit. “Jack,” I answered after a second. “What
can I do for you?” She looked down. “Oh, nothing,” she said, flashing her eyes
back at me momentarily, before pushing back off the desk, turning to look at the
bestseller display. “What’s popular this week?” You, I’m sure, are popular with
everybody, I thought. I let my gaze wander over her slim figure. I turn into a
real pervert at work. The other guys I work with can get pretty raunchy, but I
had only recently become a real woman watcher, and this job had let me do that
quite a bit. Once I helped a girl whom I discovered wore no underwear; my
coworkers and I had fallen over each other waiting for her to bend over the racks
again. This girl, however, was a true beauty. I’m a sucker for a pretty face,
and hers had stunned me into near speechlessness: full red lips, deep green eyes
and short dark red hair. Now my gaze traveled over her figure, slim at the waist
flowing smoothly into her hips, with a high, perfect ass — “Well?” she said,
turning slightly to look at me. I almost jumped as my eyes jerked from her
cheeks to her eyes, which drew me in as she smiled and walked back to the desk.
She leaned forward. “Were you looking at me?” she asked in a low voice. I had
a great view of her breasts but I dared not look. Think, think. “Uh, yeah, I
think you had something on your back. Here, turn around.” She grinned and
…End of the part1. To be continued..
KIM and RICK Part 2 part2
Saturday, August 15th, 2009cock and deposited his cum inside her left me burning with envy. Her
wonderful cunt, that had known no other cock, had eagerly accepted
Rick’s. On the other hand, the very same thoughts became my primary
sexual turnon. When Kim and I made love, I found myself incredibly
aroused by the knowledge that I was fucking the same pussy that had so
expertly milked Rick’s prick of its seed. Months passed and I
gradually came to terms with my jealousy, and I accepted the fact that
I desperately wanted to see Rick between Kim’s legs again, thrusting
his dick inside her.
Kim, for her part, was plagued by her own doubts. We discussed the
threesome frequently, and I was relieved to learn that Kim had
…End of the part2. To be continued..
KIM and RICK Part 2 part13
Saturday, August 8th, 2009seeing her two holes filled nearly caused me to let her go over the
edge, but I managed to pull them out in time.
I stepped back from the table, allowing Rick to zoom in and get some
good close up shots of Kim as she lay on the table, her legs still
wide apart, gasping and trying to recover from her near-orgasm, her
breasts heaving up and down, her pussy spread open in invitation. Kim
was beside herself in need, begging me to fuck her, but I still wanted
to take her just a little further before I got Rick into the act. I
rubbed the head of cock over her blood-engorged clit, spreading her
juices all over my shaft. I slung her legs over my shoulders and
slipped my prick inside her, reveling in the thought that Rick would
soon be in the same position. Kim was primed for a good fuck by now,
…End of the part13. To be continued..
KIM and RICK Part 2 part11
Thursday, August 6th, 2009My member throbbed with desire, watching Kim play with herself, but
there was more I wanted to see. Under my instruction, she lay back on
the kitchen table behind her, spread her legs wide, and then continued
to rub her wet pussy, penetrating herself and unknowingly holding her
cunt open for the camcorder until her fingers were covered with her
juices. I tied her arms down to the table and brought out the two
vibrators that we use. One of them is standard size with some sort of
smooth silver coating, and the other is a thick ten incher, but soft
and pink, textured to feel like a real prick. I ran the silver
vibrator in circles around her clit while I slowly worked the pink
vibrator inside her, and she was obviously eager for an orgasm as she
kept pumping her hips up to force more of the pink vibrator insider
her. I managed to work most of the pink vibrator inside her, and I
…End of the part11. To be continued..
Adult Text JULIE part8
Sunday, August 2nd, 2009a little smile.
“I’m going to get some ice, you guys. Be back in a little bit”,
Brad says as he picks up the ice bucket and heads for the door.
“Alone at last,” I grin as I gently pull Julie to me. My lips
touch her forehead, then the tip of her nose and finally her
lips.
Her mouth open to accept my tongue and gradually our kiss in-
creases in intensity, until our tongues are taking turns search
…End of the part8. To be continued..
Adult Text JULIE part7
Saturday, August 1st, 2009The poor waitress blushes crimson and hurridly leaves while we
get up from our seats. We head for the door arm in arm with
Julie in the middle receiving our mutual embraces.
The trip back to the motel goes a lot more quickly than the one
to the restraurant had been. Being a little crowded in the front
seat is certainly no problem. Julie uses this to her advantage
by running her hands over our thighs, occasionally brushing the
bulges that had formed in Brad’s and my pants.
Parking the care, we hurridly entered the room. “I’m taking my
shoes off and getting a little more comfortable,” Julie says with
…End of the part7. To be continued..
Adult Text JULIE part21
Saturday, July 25th, 2009ing around my dick and watch her lick her husband’s now half hard
cock clean of his cream.
I want to pound my dick in that wonderful pussy, but I am already
so close to cumming, I know I would only get a few strokes before
emptying my own load in her willing cunt. I want to prolong the
sensation forever, it feel so good. But, I begin to slowly pump
my dick in and out of her cunt, moving to a position so I can
watch as her cunt lips pull against it everytime I pull back.
“Play with her clit, Bart. Bring her off before I cum,” I ask
and pull my body back enough so he can reach her sensitive
nubbin. Between my dick and Bart’s fingering, it was only a few
…End of the part21. To be continued..
Adult Text JULIE part20
Friday, July 24th, 2009string of cum still connects them as he masturbates the last of
his own orgasm. I become painfully away that my own cock is
aching with the desire to be engulfed in the hot tunnel inches
from my mouth.
I give her clit one last kiss and lick before moving to pull her
further on the bed. Once she is far enough up, I spread her legs
and move forward to rub the head of my dick through her slit to
pick up its lubricants. Slowly, I inch the length of my hardness
into her very wet and hot hole until I can go no further. I lie
there supporting my weight on my elbows, feeling her pussy spasm-
…End of the part20. To be continued..
