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Julie

It was a nice warm day in San Antonio when you two arrived and

called to let me know that the two of you were in town. Ann

answered the phone and said she would deliver the message when I

got home. She further told you how much I had been looking

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The Awakening of Janis

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Jan had started seeing Doctor Stevens only after getting tremendous
pressure from her best friend, Donna. Jan insisted that she really
didn’t have a problem that required the services of a psychiatrist,
but Donna insisted that she talk to Dr. Stevens, so she went. Jan
still believed that she didn’t need to go, but had been learning so
much about herself and her life that she went each week. Besides,
she really liked the Doctor, and could afford the visits, so why
not.

I should pause, here to tell you a little about Jan. She is Vice
President of Sales with a medium size electronics manufacturer in
the midwest. She is respected by everyone who deals with her as a
tough but fair executive who knows her business and manages people
very effectively. Her sales force calls her “The Iron Lady” but not
in her presence. It is obvious the first time you meet her that she
is a beautiful woman who could easily have become a top paid model
or actress but in her role as a business woman, she tones the
beauty down to “attractive” by her dress, demeanor and sparing use
of makeup. She wears very conservative business suits, doesn’t
smoke and drinks only a little wine on social occasions. Jan is
thirty-six, but most people believe she is only in her late
twenties. Those who know her a little better are aware of the fact
that she has been divorced for about three years from a man who
tried for five to deal with her strong personality but finally
admitted defeat and went to live with a woman almost ten years his
junior and seems to be ecstatically happy, now. Jan has seen three
men off and on, since her divorce but is “too busy” to think about
a long term relationship. Her only close female friend is Donna,
whom she has known since college and whom she trusts with her
deepest, darkest secrets. In fact, Donna is one of the few people
in the world who know about Jan’s “other life”, the one that
prompted her to insist that Jan talk with Dr. Stevens.

Six months ago, Jan was on a business trip to Boston when she met a
man in the hotel bar and found her self talking with him for hours.
Dan was unlike anyone she had ever known. From the first, she was
fascinated by his quiet manner and soft speech and the
contradiction represented by the “fire” she saw in his eyes. He
made no attempt to pick her up or hit on her. In fact, she was the
one who kept the conversation going and she began to realize that
she would have to say “goodnight” to this fascinating man and might
never see him again. That prospect made her sad and she resolved
not to let it happen. When it was time for her to return to her
room, she initiated an exchange of phone numbers and said she hoped
they could get together on her next trip to Boston. He smiled as
they parted and kissed her very softly on the cheek (somehow, she
had hoped for more).

The next trip was only two weeks later. She told herself that it
was important that she follow up with the new potential customer
right away but deep inside she knew that the Northeast Regional
Sales Manager was the best in the company and could easily handle
things at this early stage of negotiations. She had never before
arranged a business trip for personal reasons and refused to admit
to herself that she was doing so now. Dan picked her up at her
hotel and they talked of nothing in particular as he drove her to a
small French restaurant. Over dinner, she found herself drifting
away from the conversation several times as she tried to gain an
understanding of what she was seeing and feeling in his eyes. Over
coffee, she told him that she really didn’t want the lovely evening
to end (hoping he would take the hint). He said, “We could stop by
my place for a nightcap, if you like.” She had to restrain herself
from blurting out “Oh, Yes!” and said, demurely, “I think that
might be very nice.” Dan looked at her for several moments, then
took her hand gently into both of his. It was like an electric
shock and she only half heard him say, “But, there is something I
think you need to know…” When he knew that his words had reached
her brain, he continued, “I am a very strong willed man and I
require my lovers to place themselves completely under my control.
If you don’t feel comfortable with that, perhaps it would be better
if we had our nightcap at the bar in your hotel.”

Jan only partly understood the meaning of his words, but she knew,
without question, that she had to be alone with him and the sooner,
the better. Her mouth was dry as she nodded slightly and replied,
“I’d really prefer your place.” They talked a little as they drove
to his house but Jan’s mind was filled with questions. She really
didn’t know Dan very well and had surprised herself by saying she
would go with him. She had a strong sense that she could trust him
and needed desperately to be in his arms and feel his body pressing
against hers.

It was a fairly large, old house on a quiet residential street and
it was obviously well cared for. Even in the dark, she could see
that the lawn was well manicured and dotted with big, old oak
trees. He parked the car in the drive and came around to open her
door. He took her hand lightly as they walked up the front steps.
He unlocked the door and reached in to turn on the hall light
before allowing her to enter. When they were in, he closed and
relocked the door then, escorted her to a very modern looking great
room. It was clear that someone had remodeled the old house
extensively and the great room had probably once been a living room
and dining room. She turned and offered herself for the kiss that
she fully expected. He took her (so gently) into his arms and their
lips met. Almost immediately, their tongues were teasing each other
and she felt a great welling up of need and desire. Too soon, he
broke the kiss and stepped back slightly, holding her hands in his.

“As I told you,” he began, “I will expect you to do exactly as I
ask. If, at any time, you want to stop, you must say ‘That’s
enough’. When you say those words, our time together will be at an
end and I will take you back to your hotel. Do you understand?” She
was shaken by the stern tone of his voice and the seriousness of
his words, but she nodded. Jan was beginning to understand that she
was to be submissive to his wishes and she found herself both
frightened and excited by the situation. “After all”, she
reassured herself, “I can stop it any time I want.” It never
occurred to her that she would soon lack any desire for her time
with Dan to end.

“First, I want you to remove your pantyhose and panties.”, he
directed. She started to protest, but he held up his hand. There
was no mistaking the meaning of his gesture and she found herself
standing before him taking off her shoes, followed by her
undergarments as he had instructed. She looked around for someplace
to put the items she had just taken off but there was nothing
within reach so she just dropped them at her side. “Now, kneel down
and open my pants.”, he said quietly. Her skirt was short enough
that when she knelt, she could feel the soft carpet against her
knees, and she reached forward to loosten his belt and unzip his
fly. She was moving as if in a dream, now, and lowered his pants
and briefs to the floor. His semi-hard cock hung between his legs
and she was impressed with its size and shape and wanted to touch
it but wasn’t sure if she was supposed to wait for instructions, so
she did nothing. Dan kicked off his shoes, pulled his socks free
and pushed the pile of clothing aside with his foot. He removed the
rest of his clothes in silence as she knelt motionless before him.
When he was completely undressed, he said, “Show me how you suck
cock.” The words stung her. “Why does he have to be so direct?”,
she wondered and looked up into his eyes. He smiled and said,
“Remember, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”
Using both hands, she guided the head of his penis between her lips
and began to lick it with her tongue. She was so aroused that she
could feel her juices beginning to leak from her vagina and run
down the inside of her thighs.

This is essentially the story she told Dr. Stevens on her second
visit. The first visit had been spent getting to know one another
a little and learning to feel comfortable in the doctor’s office.
The second time, Dr. Stevens had said, almost immediately, “Tell me
about why you decided to see me.” Jan really didn’t know how to
begin so she just started talking about how she had met Dan and
ended up becoming his “slave” and how “out of character” it was for
her to behave this way but she didn’t want to stop. Dr. Stevens
rested her chin on her fingers as she listened to Jan’s story and
when Jan had paused, reflecting on the scene she was describing,
the doctor asked, “How did you feel when he was in your mouth?” “I
wanted to taste his sperm.”, Jan blurted out, then said, “I’m.. I’m
sorry. I shouldn’t have said that.” The doctor leaned forward to
touch her hand and said, “Of course you should. If that’s how you
felt. I need to know your feelings and I don’t want you to hold
back because you think you may shock me.”

After a short pause, Jan went on. “It was really weird. Dan is an
O.K. looking guy but not the type I would usually be attracted to.
But, when he told me, straight out, that he wanted me to suck him,
it was as though there was nothing else in the world I wanted more
than to make him come in my mouth. It only took a few minutes
before he tensed and I felt the fist spurts hit the roof of my
mouth and I had to start swallowing. He told me not to swallow but
just let it run out my mouth so I did as he said and I could feel
it running down my chin and neck. I’ve never really enjoyed the
taste and feel of sperm before, but I remember thinking how
beautiful it was at that moment.”

“When it was over, Dan told me to get down on my hands and knees
and I felt him lift my skirt all the way up and lay it on my back.
I felt very strange with my ass exposed like that but I couldn’t do
anything else. Besides, I felt a thrill like I’ve never known
before and wanted him to do whatever he wanted to me. I think I
knew he was going to use my ass, but I pretended that I didn’t know
what he intended and just waited, kneeling on the floor while he
went to a table and took something out of a drawer. In one way, I
dearly wanted to look to see what he was doing, but in a more
powerful way, I didn’t want to know. So, I stayed with my eyes
focused on the carpet before me as he returned and started applying
some kind of lubricant between my cheeks. He came around in front
of me and held out a vibrator that was very narrow at the end, but
gradually widened a little. About half way along it’s length, it
became much wider and stayed that width to its very large base. Dan
said, ‘This will help you become ready for me and I think you’ll
find it quite interesting on its own. Have you ever had a man in
your ass?’ I looked up at him and said (quite truthfully) ‘No.’
Then, he went behind me and I felt the tip of the vibrator nudge
against my anus. He turned it on very low and moved it around a
little before working just the end into my opening. As he held it
there, I was aware that my vagina was positively flowing and I
waited for more. He was so slow and gentle, that there was never
any pain as he moved the narrow end in and out in a kind of rhythm
and pushed more and more into me until he reached the place where
it bulged out wider. Dan put his hand on my back and said, ‘This
may hurt just a little, but it won’t last long.’ I tensed at his
words and he said, ‘No. You must remain relaxed.’ and he pushed
forward steadily as I felt myself stretching to accept the wider
part. There was a sharp pain as I opened farther than I would have
thought possible, but it started to disappear almost immediately as
I felt the whole vibrator sliding in to the depths of my bottom. He
turned up the speed and started fucking me with this devilish toy
as I grunted and groaned and found myself pushing back to meet each
thrust.”

“Suddenly, he pulled it out. I gasped and I felt him place the head
of his cock against my slightly open anus. He pressed forward
steadily until his stomach was resting against my cheeks and his
legs were tight against mine. I could feel him all the way up
inside me and I started to come. I kept coming as he fucked my ass
as deeply as he could until he finally came and slowly withdrew.”

Dr. Stevens was quiet for a while, then asked, “Jan, why do you
think you liked it?” “I think it’s because I’m always in control at
work”, Jan replied, “and I really don’t have a very exciting life
outside the office. I know I was searching for something before I
met Dan, and now I feel like I’ve found it. The other thing is that
it seems so ‘dirty’. I was raised in a very strict environment and
all through college and my career, I’ve worked hard at being very
serious and straight. I remember thinking, as Dan’s sperm was
dripping down my chin, ‘If my sales people could only see their
boss, now!’ It was really very exciting to think about but, of
course, I could never let anyone know I did anything like that (let
alone, loved it). It’s hard enough for a woman to be taken
seriously in the business world without having people think you’re
some kind of nymphomaniac or pervert.”

“Do you think you’re a nymphomaniac or pervert?”, Dr. Stevens
asked. Jan thought for a while, then replied, “I guess I don’t
know. In a way, what I let Dan do to, and with, me seems perverted
but when I’m with him, I just feel so free. That sounds funny,
doesn’t it? That I would feel so free when I’m being his slave? Dr.
Stevens was quiet for a few minutes, then said, softly, “Are you
going to keep seeing him?” Jan’s response was immediate. “I don’t
think I could stop. And, I don’t think I want to. Do you think I
should?” “I won’t tell you what to do”, the doctor answered, “but I
am a little concerned for your safety. Suppose Dan decides to go
too far and no one even knows you’re with him?” Jan said, “I really
don’t believe that will happen, but it’s a good point. Would it be
all right if I leave a message on your answering machine when I’m
going to see him, so at least you’ll know?” Dr. Stevens agreed, and
told Jan she wanted her to think through what she was doing and
why, so they could both understand it more fully. Jan said she
would.

A Night To Remember

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It was well after two when Jenny and I finally reached her friend Alyssa’s
apartment. Our original plan had been to pass through Portland completely on
the way home to Seattle but we had gotten a late start and after six hours of
driving from the California border we were both beat. So Jenny had called
Alyssa up from the last rest stop and she had been more than happy to put us
up for the night. They didn’t see each other much since we had moved up north.
Me, I was just glad to postpone the last four hour’s drive until I got a
little shuteye.

Alyssa met us at the door dressed in a flannel bathrobe that was open just
enough to rouse me a little from my stupor. She hugged Jenny and they went in
chattering away, almost ignoring me as I just missed tripping on the front
step and falling on my face. I said I was tired.

“Oh, god, it’s so wonderful to see you again!” Alyssa told her. “And you, too,
Tom.” she added as an aside to me. When I lived here in Portland I had visited
here a lot with Jenny, and whenever neither of them were watching I often
scoped Alyssa out head to toe. At twenty seven years old and 130 pounds she’d
never win a beauty contest but that didn’t mean she wasn’t damned attractive.
Almost as much as Jenny. Her extra weight was distributed perfectly both above
and below the waist. She was the sort you could cuddle all night long and
never get tired of it. It always had been a mystery to me that she didn’t get
any dates but her priorities were different, I guess. I would have purely
loved to get her in the sack and often thought of it but I could never hurt
Jenny that way. Didn’t mean I couldn’t dream, though…

They chattered on for the longest time, oblivious to the late hour. I just sat
quietly on the couch and tried to keep my eyes open. Finally, Jenny yawned (it
looked forced to me) and said it was time to get some sleep. Fine by me. Even
Alyssa’s body was failing to keep me awake anymore. Tells you how tired I was.

Alyssa gave me a blanket and pillow and I sprawled out on the couch while they
went into her bedroom. Through the closed door I could still hear them gabbing
away. I hoped Jenny enjoyed trying to sleep in the passenger’s seat tomorrow.
I would not feel sorry for her one bit. As I finally dropped off I thought I
heard a lot of excited, suspicious giggling…

It seemed like seconds later that I was being shaken awake. It was Jenny
dressed in her pajama top. It was still dark outside so I mumbled something
about what the hell…?

“Sweetheart, I was just thinking and I felt guilty about making you sleep on
this uncomfortable couch.” she whispered. I was too tired to be uncomfortable
but was wondering what she was talking about. “Why don’t you come sleep with
us in Alyssa’s bed? It’s big enough.”

Now I was fully awake and none too happy. Spending the night next to that
luscious body and unable to do anything about it would not be great fun. But
Jenny finally talked me into. My resistance is very low when I’m pooped.

Jenny took me by the hand and led me into the darkened bedroom. I started to
crawl into bed and she said “You’re not going to sleep in your clothes, are
you?”

True enough, out in the front room I had just kicked off my shoes before
laying down. Gee, thanks, honey. It’s gonna be hard enough sleeping next to
Alyssa as it is. I wondered if Jenny was trying to get me back for something I
did or said during the day with this torture. I turned to where Alyssa was
laying and said, “Does this bother you at all?”

“Oh, no.” she replied “Jenny said you could be trusted.”

Jeez. something very funny was going on here but I decided it might be to my
advantage to play it through. So I stripped down to my shorts and climbed into
bed. Jenny got in after me and there I was with a woman on each side of me. I
guess things weren’t that bad after all. I put an arm around Jenny’s shoulders
and kissed her and told Alyssa goodnight.

Not that it was going to be that easy to sleep. The bed wasn’t *that* big and
both of the girls were pressed pretty tight against me. Jenny was cuddling me
on my left in the nightshirt and Alyssa’s warm body pressed against me on the
right and while I did’t dare find out for sure, I could have sworn she wasn’t
wearing anything. All I could feel was bare flesh pressing against mine. It
wasn’t going to be a very restful night after all, especially since I was
sporting a raging hard-on.

The night was getting less restful by the minute. Jenny wasn’t just cuddling,
but running her hands up and down my chest and legs, making me tingle. I was
fast losing interest in sleep at all. She kissed me back, this time with her
tongue. Her intentions were obvious, but I wasn’t so sure. “Sweetheart,” I
whispered, “I don’t know how to tell you this, but we *are* in your best
friend’s bed. It doesn’t seem fair to her.”

Jenny replied in a throaty voice, “Alyssa doesn’t mind.” she leaned up on her
elbow for a second and addressed her. “Do you?”

“Not at all.” Alyssa replied. “This bed doesn’t see much action as it is.

I wouldn’t mind watching somebody else for a change. That is, if it doesn’t
bother Tom…”

“Who, me?” I squeaked, unable to believe what I was hearing. “Oh, no, not at
all. I seem to be outnumbered anyway.”

“Then it’s settled.” Jenny said, laying back down and caressing my body again.
It occured to me that the whole thing sounded suspiciously well-rehearsed and
then I asked myself what the hell I was worrying about.

I kissed her again, tracing delicate lines down her cheek to her ear and then
down to the base of her throat with my open mouth. I could feel her shiver at
the sensation as I undid her pajama top with practiced ease. I felt a little
self-conscious. I had never made love in front of an audience before, not one
in the same bed. I could feel the heat of Alyssa’s body pressed against my
back and it seemed to increase my excitement tenfold.

Jenny’s hands ran down my sides and reached into my shorts, caressing my cock
as I undid the last button on her top. I opened it to reveal the treasures
that lay within. It was getting kind of warm so I took the blanket off of
Jenny and myself. It was dark, but still light enough to see fairly well.
Might as well give her a good show. In case you couldn’t guess, I was really
getting into this. Alyssa gathered the sheets around herself almost
selfconsciously as I moved on my hands and knees to hover over Jenny.

I continued roving over Jenny’s nude form with mouth and hands as she shifted
and moaned with pleasure. I took one delicate nipple in my mouth and sucked it
gently, letting it harden under my tender ministrations. Out of one corner of
my eyes I could see Alyssa watching wide-eyed, still wrapped in the bedclothes.

Jenny grabbed the waistband of my shorts and pulled them down, and I kicked
them off onto the floor. I glanced again at Alyssa and could see her staring
at my cock, jutting stiff and hard from between my legs. This was getting
better by the second.

I moved my attentions from Jenny’s breast down lower. I slowly, lovingly made
my way to the curly tuft of her pubic hair. Without warning I plunged down
between her legs and began running my tongue along the cleft of her pussy,
first on the outside and then slowly, tantalizingly working my way inside.
Jenny began to gasp and moan as her hips started pumping. Alyssa suddenly
said, “God, this is so great!” in a high, excited voice.

I was inclined to agree, but couldn’t say anything as my mouth was already
busy.

Jenny must have been as excited as me, because it took her much less time than
usual to build up a full head of steam and before I knew it her gasps grew in
intensity and she suddenly stopped as every muscle in her body locked in an
intense orgasm. Slowly, slowly she relaxed and released a long sigh of
contentment. I crawled back up to lay beside her and she her tight until the
shivering subsided.

After a few minutes she said, “You always did know how to get to me. But now
I’ve got something for you…”

“And what is that?” I asked. Then Alyssa cleared her throat and I looked
behind me.

She had finally shed the blankets, throwing them off the bed completely. In
the semi-darkness I could see her in all her naked glory. My eyes roamed over
the magnificence of her body, from her flowing hair to large, inviting,
hard-nippled breasts, to her wide hips to the dark mystery of her crotch. This
was the body I had seen and held in hundreds of idle erotic dreams now brought
to glorious reality. I turned to Jenny and said, “Are you serious?”

“Love,” she said, “Since our high school days Alyssa and I have shared almost
everything, both good and bad. You’re one of the good things that we’ve been
waiting a long time to share.”

I didn’t have time to say much else before Alyssa made me lay down with a firm
hand. She gave me a deep kiss that suddenly made my heart pound like an
overworked compressor and took my breath away for a moment. I reached out and
explored her body with my hands as she was exploring mine.

Suddenly I had two sets of hands caressing me as Jenny joined her. I lay back
and enjoyed the unbelievable sensation. And, to my astonishment, I saw that
they were caressing each other as well as me. I would have to ask Jenny about
the extent of her “sharing” with Alyssa at some future time but I was enjoying
myself too much worry about it now.

They worked me over on each side with their tongues as well as their hands and
bodies. I fondled Alyssa’s ample breasts, feeling their swelling roundness,
their weight in my hands, as I had so often dreamed of doing before.

Their attentions moved farther down my body to the region of my hips. With a
light, feathery touch they teased my throbbing cock. Jenny raised my cock up
and they both bent down and kissed a deep tongue kiss, with the head of my
cock in between. The feeling of two slippery tongues writhing around the most
sensitive part of my body was almost too much to bear and I groaned
involuntarily. They broke and Alyssa looked at me with a wicked smile. Then
she glanced over at Jenny who nodded briefly. Alyssa crawled astride my hips
and I knew what she was up to.

She slowly guided me into her and then sat down on my cock, forcing it deep
into the slippery warmth of her body. I reached up and held her to me as I
began to pump with slow rhythem. Jenny wasn’t left out, as she kissed Alyssa
and fondled both her and me. I felt just a twinge of jealousy at this
unguessed side of Jenny’s personality but the mood overpowered everything else.

Alyssa was really getting into it. Her breath was coming out in gasps that
were getting shorter and sharper and I began to think I might outlast her. But
the pressure in my loins was building too quickly and before I knew it I
orgasmed with a grunt, injecting my load deep into the warm depths of her
body. Apparently she had been close herself, because her gasps became cries I
pumped even more furiously, ignoring the overpowering sensitivity of my cock.
Less than a minute later, she came with a cry that must have awakened the
neighbors, and then relaxed with a sigh and she rested her head upon my chest
and I stroked her hair gently. Jenny favored me with a last, deep kiss before
we all collapsed from exhaustion.

I fell asleep a bit later with each arm around a beautiful girl, cuddled up
next to me. I’d never been so happy or contented in my life.

We all slept well past noon the next day. At Alyssa’s urging, we decided to
postpone leaving by a day at least. I was amazed to discover that she had had
her eye on me almost as long as I had one on her. We spent most of the day
talking and I discovered many things about both of them that I didn’t know.
Like the fact that last night was the very first time they had done anything
like that. But as the day wore on we became very close indeed. Almost like an
extended family. That night wasn’t a repeat performance, but much, much
better. The element of surprise was gone, but the intimacy flowed much more
naturally. I shan’t bore you with details but let me say it was by far the
most incredible night of my life.

Jenny and I are back in Seattle now, but we talk of those nights often. Alyssa
calls on occasion, but I understand she has a boyfriend now who is very
jealous and possessive. Since he’s twice my size I’m not about to make him
listen to reason so until she gives him the boot I guess Jenny and I will just
have to make it alone. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, mind you,
but we’ve both had our eyes opened to something better. And we’re looking
forward to the day Alyssa might join us again…

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Backseat Bangers Reviews

Administrator — Tue, 25 Mar 2008 08:36:02 +0000

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On the beach

Administrator — Thu, 28 Feb 2008 09:16:02 +0000

On the beach
By: Monica
My boyfriend and I were relaxing on the beach that warm fall evening. The temperature was warm enough for us to lie on the beach in a bikini and trunks, but not hot enough for us to go in the water, so the beach was deserted. Plus, we had found a cozy secluded rocky spot around a bend away from the boardwalk. We were all alone. It was great!
“Dear,” he said to me, “Why don’t you let me bury you in the sand?” He loved to bury me in the sand up to my neck and then pretend to walk away.
“Sure,” I answered.
He dug a hole in the sand about two feet deep and about two feet square. I stepped into it and kneeled down and then he filled the hole back up. My head was sticking out of the sand like I was some kind of sand monster about to pounce on unsuspecting passersby, if there were passersby on the beach at this hour.
“Hey love,” I said to him then, “Why don’t you walk over to that pizza stand we passed on the boardwalk and get us something to eat?”
“Sure, but will you be all right? It’s kind of a hike back to civilization.”
“I’m not going anywhere!”
“Well, sure, what do you want on your pie?”
“Everything!”
“Okay. I’ll be right back.”
Dave walked away, leaving me buried and helpless in the sand.
I started to get scared after about a half-hour seemed to go by and he hadn’t returned. I figured the line might be long, but with no one around, how could that be. After an hour seemed to go by, I started to panic. I started yelling. “Hey! Come on out you asshole! This isn’t funny any more! Hey! Someone! Please! Help me!”
I figured that _someone_ must have heard me screaming my head off, but still no one came.
About an hour after that, I was frantic, “Help! Someone! Help me! I’m trapped! Help!”
A few minutes later, some guy in shorts and a white-tee shirt came around the dunes and walked up to me.
“Thank God someone heard me! Please dig me out of here!”
He walked up close to me and kneeled in the sand right in front of me, like, his crotch was right in my face.
He looked down at me and said, “I’ll let you out. But you got to do something for me if you want me to do something for you.”
Oh God! It didn’t take a genius to know what this bastard wanted.
“Please!” I begged. “I’m trapped here. It’s your duty to help someone in distress. You can’t rape me! Please!”
“Oh man!” he said, “It’s just like a bitch to want to run her own life, and I’m actually all for equal rights and all that. But the minute she’s in a bind, then everyone else _owes_ her their blood, sweat, and tears! Well, bullshit!”
He stood and started to walk away.
“Hey!” I shouted, “Where are you going? You can’t leave me here!”
From several paces away, he turned. “Listen bitch. I’d never rape anyone. If you want my help, it has to be by _mutual_ consent. Do you know what _mutual consent_ means?”
“Yeah, it means, like, free trade and all that. But what’s that got to do with this?”
_”Mutual consent_ means that no one can force another person to do anything. That goes for anything at all. No one can force someone else to trade with them. But mutual consent is a double-edged sword; no one can force someone else to give them charity, no matter how badly they need it. So if you don’t want to pay my price for helping you, then I’ll walk away and it’s just like I was never here and you’re no bettor or worse off that before I showed up.” He started to walk away again.
“Wait,” I said. Here I was buried up to my neck in the sand, and I knew that high tide would eventually roll in. I had no choice but to give in to this bastard’s demands, even if it made me sick. I have never given head. I had no idea what it would be like, and I didn’t want to find out. And I had finally found a boyfriend who didn’t demand it. My girlfriends all told me that I was missing out because I never received it either, but the thought of that dirty thing that he pees out of in my mouth made me feel queasy.
“What?” he turned around again and asked.
“I’ll do it.”
“Really?” he asked, sounding really surprised that I agreed.
“Yeah, sure,” I said.
He came back over. He pulled his shorts down and squatted as he had done before. His cock quivered right in front of my face. He then unfolded his legs out on either side of my head and rocked his butt forward slowly inching his cock toward my mouth.
“Open up!” he said.
Of course, I was scared shitless; what if my boyfriend showed up now? Yet, I opened my mouth as wide as I could and he slid closer still. I felt his cock rub against my lips and over my tongue. Yet he still continued inching his butt forward, pushing his cock deeper into my mouth. I started gagging when it started pressing against the back of my throat, but he still pressed on until his cock was rammed part way down my throat, his hairy muff was pressed tightly against my nose, and his balls were rubbing against my chin. Oh man, this was so gross. And the gagging was awful, I couldn’t stand it!
But the worse was yet to be. He started rocking back and forth on his ass, sliding his cock in and out, and fucking my throat. The pain was horrendous, and I could hardly breathe!
I knew he was about to come in a second or two. Then, suddenly, he wrapped his legs tightly against the back of my head, forcing my face into his crotch and his dick even deeper down my throat. I couldn’t breathe at all and I just knew this bastard was going to suffocate me to death while he gets his rocks off. Then, _Gaaak! _ that intense gamy smell of cum attacked my taste buds. At least it didn’t taste as bad as it smelled.
My lungs were screaming in pain for air when he finished coming down my throat. Yet he remained motionless, with his legs pressing hard against the back of my head and dick deep down my throat as it slowly shrunk.
I was just about to pass out when he finally relaxed his legs from around my head and I finally managed to get my gagging under control and catch my breath.
Finally spent, it seemed, he back up and slid his cock out of my mouth, all covered and dripping with a mix of his cum and my saliva.
I gasped a few times still catching my breath. I swallowed and asked, “Now can you get me out of here?”
“Sure thing!” he answered. He put his shorts back on and then started digging around me with his hands. It wasn’t long before he had dug deep enough that I could pull my arms free from under the sand. We both continued digging me out and it wasn’t long after that I was able to stand, albeit all covered with sand.
He held his hand out for me to help me step out of the sand, and, like a jerk, I took it.
And then, like a bigger jerk, I said “Thanks,” to the bastard who just raped me.
He smiled and said, “You’re welcome,” and started to walk away again.
As he was walking away, I couldn’t believe what was going through my head. “Wait!” I called out to him again.
“What? Need a ride anywhere?” he asked as he swung his hands out from his sides.
“No. I’m not really sure, but.”
“But what?”
“You like to get head, but do you like to give it too?”
“Yeah, I love to give head. Why?”
“What ‘why?’ Do you really need to ask ‘why’?”
“I guess I don’t,” he answered as he approached me again. I hoped he couldn’t see how beet-red my face just became in the darkness, but I pulled my bikini bottom off and lay down in the sand spreading my legs apart. He lay down between my legs with his face in my crotch. Then I felt it. He started licking my pussy! With his tongue! Wow! I couldn’t believe that another human being could enjoy putting his tongue inside that dirty place. Still it felt so good!
He licked up from just above my ass. He stick his tongue into my hole as he went over it, then he continued up and hit _the spot! _ Oh My God! I never felt something so good in my whole life! Then he went back down again. Oh please! Go back up and lick my clit again! Then he licked up around the inside perimeter of my cunt, up over and around above my clit and back down again. Oh wow! Don’t tease me like that, man! Then he went back up the middle again, like he did before. He lingered a moment over my pussy hole, fucking me with his tongue. I was on the brink of coming! He continued up and played with my clit again with his tongue. I felt like I was about to burst! I had never come so close to coming so quickly before. I didn’t think it was possible for me to come without at least ten to fifteen minutes of foreplay. But this guy had me on the brink in a few minutes just by licking and teasing my twat with his tongue. Back down he went, and around the perimeter again. Get back to the target, man! He went back up the middle again, like he did the last time. I was _this_ close to coming, and he started sucking on my clit, and just my clit. Hard! Like my clit was a tiny dick he was sucking on. Here I come! Oh God! Here I come! I started bouncing and thrashing like I had never came before. He even continued sucking on my clit while I came! I just continued coming and coming until my clit started to hurt. And then I still kept coming and he still kept sucking.
I finally expended myself and he stopped sucking and started gently licking my clit and pussy. I still continued to quake every few seconds to that. And then it was over.
But, man! I didn’t know it was possible for a woman, especially me, to come so quickly and easy and to keep coming for so long! I mean, I’ve done guys with hair triggers that took longer to come than I just did! Wow!
I then looked down at him looking up at me, both of us panting furiously. “Come here,” I said to him.
He crawled up my body and flipped my bikini top over my tits. He settled on me with his face above my boobs.
“Wow!” he said. “Look how hard your nipples are! You liked that, didn’t you?”
“Damn, I loved it! Now suck my nipples.”
He leaned over and started sucking on the left nipple. He sucked so hard I thought he was going to fucking swallow it. Oh, man, that felt so good! He sucked it for countless minutes before I nudged his head over to the other one.
After a few more minutes, I nudged him to crawl up higher on me. As he did, I reached up and grabbed the back of his head by the hair and pulled his mouth down to mine. I could heel his cock quivering and rubbing against my pussy.
We broke the kiss and I asked, “Are you hard again?”
“I got hard again sucking your tasty cunt.”
“So what are you waiting for? Fuck me!”
As if waiting for my okay, he thrust his pelvis down and I felt his cock slide into my cunt. I was so slippery from being wet on my own and from his saliva inside, that it went in without the least fuss. And, oh man, was he hard again!
He started pumping and I was still pumped up from coming a moment ago. I knew it would take much for me to come again, now that I had a rock-hard cock pumping my pussy.
I was right! I started quaking all over again while he was pumping me. God, it felt so good!
He pumped me and pumped me, and I kept coming and coming to his rhythm. Damn, he was good! I was amazed how long he could hold it in before he finally came into me. This guy was amazing in many ways.
Then, panting, he said, “Wow! I’m sorry I took so long to come that time. Being the second time in a row took a bit of work.”
Wow! He was apologizing for taking _too long_ to come! I couldn’t believe my ears.
“Where have you been all my life?” I asked him.
“I’ve been around.”
I figured my boyfriend split on me or something. Man, is he going go hear about it in the morning, but I just now realized that I never got that pizza and was starving.
“Well, maybe it’s time to get going? You hungry, maybe we can, like, get something to eat or something.”
“Yeah, I’m starved,” he said, “I was in line at some pizza joint over on the boardwalk before when some punk on a skateboard plowed into the line.”
“You’re shitting me?”
“No, why would I shit you? Sent one guy to the hospital with a concussion.”
“Really? What the guy look like?”
“Oh, tall I think. Light brown hair. Had on trunks and a football jersey.”
Oh my God!
“What! What’s wrong? You look shocked!”
“That’s my, uhm. That’s my boyfriend. What happened to him? How bad was he hurt? Did you see anything?”
“Yeah. Uhm. I don’t know. I heard the ambulance dude say to the cop that he was knocked out, but he’ll come to in the hospital and he’ll be fine.”
“Look, I gotta go.” I looked over my shoulder and was relieved to see that my purse, car keys, and the rest of our stuff were still there on that rock.
“Okay. I hope your boyfriend will be okay,” he said.
“Yeah, thanks. But, uhm, listen. I sometimes come down to the beach here by myself in the evenings. I mean, uh, just so you know.”
“Yeah, I do too, sometimes,” he said. “Maybe we’ll see each other again.”
Damn, I hope so!
* END *

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Three Way

Administrator — Fri, 14 Dec 2007 09:11:02 +0000

I just recently moved to a new city, started a new job, and met so
many new people that I felt very insecure and lonely. About a two months ago
I met John and Debbie through a mutual friend. John is very nice looking, at
about six foot two inches with blue eyes and dark brown hair. I was attracted
to him right away, but his wife Debbie sort of intimidated me. Debbie is a
goregous blonde, the type that guys pant and drool over. She’s really tall,
about five foot ten, with long blonde hair that reaches her waist. She has
a beautiful figure (36-24-35) and is in really good shape. And she has a nice
tan that makes her green eyes stand out. We went to dinner, our mutual friend
that I was seeing was a nice guy, but we weren’t anything more than friends.
We talked about moving into the area, and how hard is was to find new friends
and make new contacts. Just after we were seated for dinner, Debbie and I
excused ourselves and went to the “powder room”, the wine we’d been drinking
in the lounge had run its course and we wanted to get rid of it. When I came
out of the stall, Debbie was combing her hair in front of the mirror and I
checked my make-up. I saw her eyeing me in the mirror, giving me an up and
down look, and felt pretty good that she thought I was a potential rival (not
that I’d try to take a married guy from his wife). I’m not bad looking. I’m
five foot four with light brown hair, brown eyes (that guys say are very sexy
“bedroom” eyes), and I’m proud of my figure (34c-22-34), although sometimes
I wish my breasts were larger. The dress I was wearing was a light slinky
affair that showed off my figure and was green and black (my favorite colors)
and it came down to just above my knees. Debbie wore a pure black dress that
accented her cleavage and her hips, and her long legs with a slit on one side
that stopped almost indecently high on her thigh. Debbie said “I’m jealous.
John keeps looking at you and undressing you with his eyes.” I looked at her,
not sure what to say, but I did giggle a bit. I’d noticed John eyeing me a
lot, but I figured that he was just enjoying my legs. I told her that John
was probably just fantasizing about having us both (most men seem to have a
fantasy about two women). Debbie stopped combing her hair and looked at me
with an impish look in her eye. “Have you ever done that?” she asked. I
blushed, thinking of one time I had, and told her yes. It was several years
ago with my boyfriend and my best girlfriend. Debbie wanted the details, but
I sort of stammered, saying that it was a long story. She said I’d have to
tell her about it some other time, but she’d also had that fantasy, and wanted
to know how it felt. When she said that I could feel myself start to get wet
thinking about her and John in bed and her fantasizing about another woman
with them. Debbie started to adjust her clothes a bit, and then asked me to
check her bra strap, that she thought it was coming loose. I stood behind
her and unzipped the back of her dress. My hands shook slightly, as I reached
to re-hook one of the three hooks that had come loose. I felt her stiffen as
my fingers touched her bare skin, and felt little electric shocks race through
me, making my pussy feel even wetter. I hooked her bra, and Debbie suddenly
leaned back. I thought she was fainting and caught her with my hands on her
sides, just below her large breasts. She breathed heavily and turned around,
a needing look in her eyes. She reached out and squeezed my left breast in
her hand, and both of us moaned slightly. My pussy was really wet and I was
a bit scared that she’d want to do me right in the restroom. “God, you’re
so beautiful.” she whispered. My knees were weak and I finally told her that
we needed to get back, half afraid that she’d ignore me, half afraid she
wouldn’t. She took a deep breath, and said “You’re right.” We straightened
ourselves up and headed for the door. Debbie stopped and said “If we can get
rid of David, would you like to come over to our place tonight?” I stopped,
stunned at her boldness, and heard myself answer “Yes, and maybe your fantasy
will come true.” Did I really say that? What had come over me? Maybe it
was the wine; or was it? Debbie gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, and
we rejoined the guys at the table.
Before I go on, let me explain that while I’d been to bed with my boy-
friend and my best girlfriend, I’d never made love to another woman. My best
friend and I shared my boyfriend, not each other. I wondered afterwards about
it, because everytime our bodies had touched or brushed each other, I felt so
incredibly sexy. I’ve seen porno movies and girls doing girls, and it doesn’t
turn me off, but it does excite men with the “nastiness” of it. But then, I
was raised by very religious parents too, and at 25, I’d finally gotten over
feeling guilty about enjoying sex. I’d also found that I enjoyed teasing my
boyfriend by dressing and exposing my tits or pussy, like a tank top pulled
down so my tits were exposed. But I’d never been with another woman and I
wondered about Debbie’s bold squeeze of my breast. Sitting at the table,
every time I saw her cleaveage I could feel my pussy throb.
Anyway, we left the restaurant, and Debbie asked David if it was alright
if I went with them, as Debbie wanted to show me her art work (Debbie was an
artist for a big company, but she loved to paint at home too). David said he
didn’t mind, and I thanked him for introducing me to Debbie and John, and
John said that he and Debbie would take me home. David left and I got into
the car with John and Debbie, sitting in the middle at Debbie’s insistance.
While we drove through the darkness to their house, Debbie’s dress had slid
up on her legs, and her left thigh was very exposed by the slit of her dress.
John was looking left as he turned and Debbie took my right hand and placed
it on her thigh. I could feel her warm skin through her pantyhose and I felt
a sort of electric shock. I looked at her, and she was watching my face too.
John was distracted, talking about how well Debbie painted and trying to
merge onto the freeway at the same time. The wine had loosened my inhibitions
and I slid my hand under Debbie’s dress and touched her pussy. I felt her
hips rise against my hand, and I found that she was so wet she’d almost soaked
her pantyhose! I looked at John just in time. He looked at me and asked me
if I liked hot tubs. “Sure.” I said. He didn’t see my hand under Debbie’s
dress in the darkness and he paid more attention to his driving. I removed
my hand, and looked at Debbie. Her eyes were wide and she was breathing very
deeply. Her slick moistness was on my fingers and I told her I’d love to look
at her paintings before we hit the hot tubs. While she answered I raised my
fingers to my mouth and licked her honey from my fingers. Her eyes were
riveted on my lips and I smiled. John of course wasn’t watching so he didn’t
know what we were doing.
They had a lovely two story house in a new area just outside of town.
John said he’d pour some more wine and went to the kitchen and Debbie led me
by the hand upstairs to her “studio”. Once there, with John making noises
downstairs, Debbie pulled me to her and kissed me passionately on the mouth.
Her tounge slid past my parted lips and found mine. Her body seemed to burn
against me, her hands cupped my behind, fondling them eagerly. I could feel
my panties were sopping wet and my tounge followed hers into her mouth. We
kept this up until we heard John coming up the stairs. John passed out some
rather large glasses of white wine and we sipped and looked at Debbie’s art.
She was really a good artist. Some of her works were landscapes but most
were of people. One amusing one was of two toddlers at the beach, sans any
swimsuits, and playing with a large beach ball. John opened a closet door
and pulled out what he called his “favorite painting”. Debbie blushed a bit
and said that John was biased. John turned the painting around and I looked
at a self portrait of Debbie, standing and nude, her long blonde hair pulled
up by her hands behind her head. It was a stunning piece of work. I looked
at her large breasts and nipples and her very blonde pussy. Her legs were
gorgeous and trim too. My pussy felt wetter than ever. I looked at Debbie
and said that she was so beautiful. She blushed and told John to show her
the other one. This was a full length nude of John, with a tremendous
erection. I whistled and told John that he made a very good model. “Debbie
had to keep me hard while she painted that. And it took her three days!”
We all laughed and Debbie blushed slightly. Why was she embarrassed? I felt
like she should be proud of her beautiful bod. We talked about painting and
of course sex for a while, then John suggested that we take a dip in the hot
tub. I was ready, the wine already relaxing me and making me feel a bit wild.
Debbie explained that she and John never wore suits in the hot tub, but that
I was welcome to wear one of hers (if it would fit that is). We let John go
into the tub first while I said I’d like to try on one of Debbie’s suits.
John went downstairs and undressed by the tub while we went into the master
bedroom. Debbie opened a drawer and told me to look through her suits and
see if anything would fit. She stepped over by the bed and stripped out of
her clothes quickly. I followed her example and quickly removed my clothes.
Now we were both naked and close to each other, and I felt myself tremble
as she came closer. Her hands cupped my breasts and kneaded them, sending a
wave of pleasure over me. I reached up to hers and felt their warmth and
their fullness. Debbie begged me to suck her nipples and I leaned forward,
thinking how exciting this was. I licked her large and dark nipples, and
sucked them the way I like it. I pinched them between my lips, and tugged
gently. Debbie moaned softly the whole time, her hips swaying and she was
breathing deeply. I guess I really got into it, and she had to pry me off
her breasts to kiss me. She kissed me hard and passionately, and I seemed
to melt against her. Her hands explored me and found my pussy. When her
fingers touched the lips of my pussy, I shuddered with pleasure. Debbie just
…End of the part1. To be continued..

India Chix Reviews

Administrator — Wed, 28 Nov 2007 09:25:09 +0000

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Administrator — Thu, 15 Nov 2007 09:06:07 +0000

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Administrator — Wed, 07 Nov 2007 08:44:02 +0000

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THE BEST BACKRIDE OF MY LIFE

Administrator — Mon, 22 Oct 2007 07:32:03 +0000

It had been a great day. Warm, dry and the traffic had been light.

I had been riding for some seven hours now, but wasn’t yet tired. The

sun had just started to draw the evening curtains, and there was a

faint hint of rain on the cooling twilight air. I was cruising along a

quiet back road in Sussex on my BMW K100.

I have been riding bikes since I was 16, that’s 24 years now. I

have always liked biking, and will do it for as long as I can. I’m not

a flash rider. My bike is silver and standard; and I wear jeans and a

black leather jacket. I like wearing jeans, they are comfortable and

offer a little more protection than trousers.

I was doing about 50 when I saw across the hedge a Day-Glow lemon

top and black trousers. Quick check, no speed O.K. as I’m outside the

limit, still be careful! After rounding a couple of bends the road

straightened out and I could see the figure some way ahead. I was

wrong, it wasn’t the law, just some youngster in a fluorescent top and

black track suit trousers. He was hitching as far as I could tell from

this distance, but I don’t pick up hitch-hikers. Still I was in a good

mood as the day had been good; and he was miles from anywhere on a

road with little traffic and he couldn’t cause me much trouble on the

back really. I slowed down and pulled up alongside him.

Hewas about 18 I assume, but it was difficult to tell. Dark hair

and deep brown eyes. He was about five feet eight and had an athletic

build.

“Can I give you a lift, there’s a spare helmet in the back box.”

“Thanks very much mate.”

“Where are you going?”

“About twelve miles along this road, well I live just a bit off

but if you drop me at the turning I can walk from there.”

“That’s O.K. I’ll go all the way.”

“Good, that would be super.”

“Have you ever back-ridden before?”

“No, well not on one of these.”

“Well just hold on tight and stick close behind me. Don’t try to

stay upright when I lean the bike, now climb up and when we are near

your turning tap me on the left or right shoulder and I will take the

next left or right turn.”

“O.K. you’re the gov.”

He climbed up and slid himself forward till he was close behind

me. Instead of holding the seat he put his arms round my waist; obvi-

ously not been a back-rider before. We started off, and gathered

speed. There are some people who find the vibration and motion of a

big bike rather stimulating, perhaps that’s why I like bikes, all that

power throbbing between my thighs. I think it must have affected him,

as he pressed harder into my back, and I was sure I could feel quite a

hard bulge pressing against my rear. A few more miles and I felt his

hands slip down from my waist to my hips, then slowly he moved his

hands down onto my cock. The inevitable happened and my cock began to

stir and rise. He didn’t take his hand away, but cupped my swelling

bulge. Suddenly I felt a tap on my left shoulder so I regained concen-

tration, slowed and turned left up a little lane. I saw a cottage in

the distance on the right and then felt a tap on my right shoulder. I

slowed and stopped at the entrance to the drive of the cottage. He

slid off the back and removed the helmet. He stood next to me and

asked “Would you like a coffee or something before you go. I’d like to

thank you. There’s nobody in, my parents are on holiday.”

…End of the part1. To be continued..

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Mindy`s mistake
By: Monica
It was a Saturday afternoon and I had just stepped out of the shower after sleeping late when the phone rang. “Hello!” I said.
“Hi Mindy!” the voice on the other side said.
I answered, “Oh, Hi Sherry! What’s up?” Sherry was my best friend. We can talk for hours about work, guys, shopping, clothes, parties, who got kicked off the model show, and too many other things to list. “Not much,” I said. “Maybe thinking about going to the mall. How about you?”
“Want to crash a party tonight?”
“Sure! Whose party?”
“I overheard one of the computer geeks talking about it at work yesterday. I even overheard the address. Wanna go?”
“Oh, I don’t know,” I said. “How much fun can a party by computer geeks be, Sherry?”
“c’mon, Mindy! It’ll be fun! If it sucks, we’ll leave, okay?”
That night, Sherry drove us to the address she had scribbled down on a sticky note–a large split-level house out of town by itself on a rural road. We walked past a dozen cars parked along the road and in the dirt driveway. We heard music and crowd noise coming from behind the house, so we followed the walkway around the side, through a breezeway between the house and the garage, through some bushes, and into the party.
A cute blond guy saw us walk through the hedges and came up to us. “Hi, ladies! I’m Brad.”
“Hi!” we both said.
“I’m Mindy.” I said.
“And I’m Sherry,” Sherry said.
“You know Guy?”
“Yeah!” Sherry said. “I know him from work. Is he around?”
“Yeah.” Brad pointed to a bunch of guys standing by the pool. “He’s right there!”
“Oh,” Sherry said, “We better go and say, ‘Hi!’”
“Yeah, but can I get you two some drinks? The bar’s right over there by the patio door.”
“We see it,” I said. “Thanks!”
“c’mon, Sherry,” I whispered.
We took a few steps toward the bar and Sherry whispered, “What’s the matter, Mindy? He was cute!”
“Oh, I don’t know. He was cute, I guess. Just a little pushy.”
One guy was handing out bottles of beer–the good stuff, Heineken, Guinness, Coors, etc.–from a Styrofoam cooler, so with beer in hand, we continued to mingle.
The deejay started to play _It’s Raining Men, _ so Sherry and I got out there and danced together.
By then, we both had to use the facilities, so we followed some people into the house. There was stuff going on inside the house too. While the house wasn’t huge or anything, just a normal-sized split level, there was a bunch of people in the living room sitting and talking. There was a separate media room where a bunch of guys were watching a football game on a big screen TV. We found a bathroom down in the finished basement.
After leaving the bathroom, I joined in a game of Trivial Pursuit that a few people were just setting up. Sherry said it was weird to play board games at a party, so she went back upstairs. I think she went back outside to hook up with that guy.
Some guy came around with a cooler of cold beer, handing bottles out to everyone. I was feeling a little giddy from that first bottle, so I took another.
The game lasted for about an hour, the other team got their last pie piece before us, but we beat them to the center of the board.
“Play again?” one of the girls asked.
“Now, I think I have to look for my ride home.”
“You live around here?” someone asked.
“Yeah.”
“I’ll give you a ride home.”
“Okay. Thanks.” But I still wanted to find Sherry.
Just as I thought, Sherry was groping that guy to _Layla_ on the dance floor.
I waited for the song to end and caught Sherry. “You going home with him?” I whispered.
She grinned and whispered, “Maybe. Be ready to go, okay?”
But I wasn’t ready to go yet. It was a kind of laid-back, easy-going party, a _fun_ party, and I just made a bunch of new friends playing that game. I told Sherry, “You go on, Sherry. I’ll get my own ride home. But you got to tell me all about him in the morning! Promise?”
“Promise!” Sherry whispered back.
I had to use the facilities again, but there was a waiting line to use the bathroom in the finished basement, and for the lavatory off the kitchen, so I headed up. The top of the stairs turned into a hallway that ended in alcove with about five doors. Which was the bathroom?
I opened one door a crack and looked inside. I gasped at what I saw. I looked over my shoulder and went inside and closed the door behind me.
The room was lined on one wall with bookcases full of paperback novels, old magazines, and computer games. Neat, in a messy sort of way. A computer was on a computer table against the opposite wall. But in the middle of the floor was the oddest-looking contraption.
It was a large rectangular wood box, painted all glossy white, about 3 feet wide 6 feet long and 2 feet high. But the oddest thing is that it had a kind of homemade toilet attached to one end. There were two slots underneath it, one directly under the toilet, and one sort of in the middle of the thing. Those slots contained Tupperware tubs.
It looked to have about the same proportions of a large coffin. That freaked me out, but my curiosity was raging. That’s my compulsion–my fetish. Figuring out odd contraptions. I could see that the rectangular box section was hinged horizontally along one side. I had no choice. I set my beer cup on the corner of the computer table and opened the coffin.
I stood there for about a minute in awe at the innards of the thing.
With the top of the toilet and the box open, it was a long platform about six inches above the floor, about six feet long and two feet wide. There were open stockades that looked to be for a person’s ankles at the far end, and what looked like handcuffs for a person’s wrists on each side. Numerous leather belts lay across it every few inches. Right in the middle was a 6-inch hole under where a person’s butt might go, and a plastic pipe stuck up out of that hole where the person’s crotch would be. One of those plastic Tupperware tubs was directly under the butt hole.
The toilet mechanism on the near end looked like a toilet with a toilet seat and everything. The toilet seat was higher above the floor than a normal toilet seat, but I saw that it had a step in front of it where the users’ feet would go. I glanced into the toilet. Under the seat was a large diameter white plastic funnel. The small end of the funnel opened into darkness below.
That’s when I noticed that the toilet was also hinged horizontally, independent of the coffin box. I swung the top half of the toilet up and over and looked inside. The upper half, of course, was the underside of the funnel, now pointing upward. The bottom half was lined with white plastic, and had a drain pointing into that other Tupperware tub under the toilet section.
My heart pounded. I even felt myself getting moist down there.
I sat in the middle of the platform directly over the hole. Then I stood. I opened the hinged stockades where my ankles would go, and then I sat again. I lay back and rested my head in the lower half of the toilet box and placed my legs in the lower half of the stockades.
I was panting heavily. I suddenly realized that I had already unbuttoned the top three buttons of my blouse. I jumped up and listened. The party was still going on downstairs, but this part of the house was quiet. No one was around.
I just had to try it. Maybe if I undressed quickly and then dressed again, no one would know I was here.
I unbuttoned my blouse and removed it. Then my bra. I kicked off my shoes and pulled my jeans down. Oh, girl! I was standing in just my panties in some total stranger’s house. So there was only one thing to do: I removed my panties. I folded my clothes neatly and placed them on an empty bottom shelf of one of the bookshelves, along with my purse.
I examined the ankle stockade closer. The top half slid into the lower half and had a set of brass latches to hold it in place. Before getting in it, I closed the ankle stocks and latched them. Then I unlatched them
The toilet box also had a set of brass latches opposite the hinged to hold it closed. I closed it, latched it, then unlatched it, and opened it.
Then I lay back in the contraption and wiggled around. It wasn’t at all uncomfortable.
I sat on the bench and lay down. I placed my ankles in the lower half of the stockades and lowered my head into the bottom half of the toilet box. I was pleasantly surprised to feel that it was padded under the back of my head under the plastic.
I sat back up and placed the stockade over my ankles and latched the latches. Then I unlatched them, just to make sure I could. Then I latched them again.
Then I found that PVC pipe and slit it between my legs into a slot in the platform into the Tupperware tub below. Its purpose was suddenly obvious. A slit cut into the pipe pressed against my sex so that I could relieve myself into the Tupperware tub below. The hole in the platform under my behind was large enough so that I could also do poo-poo into the tub.
Next I reached up over my head and swung the toilet box down over my face. It formed a sort of stockade snugly, but not tightly, around my neck
The underside of the funnel pressed against my lips. It was actually a short section of PVC pipe cemented to the bottom of the funnel with Epoxy, and had sawed two slits into bottom of the pipe. I opened my mouth to admit the pipe into my mouth and the toilet seat closed completely, plunging me into complete darkness. It stretched my jaw to let the pipe into my mouth, but the slits for my teeth let me close my jaw a little, so it wasn’t uncomfortable. I reached up and pushed the top half of the toilet up, removing the pipe from my mouth. Then I lowered it again. I reached over and latched the brass latches holding the toilet securely closed.
I was now fastened to the device by my neck and my ankles. The rest of my body was still free to wiggle around.
I reached up and closed the full cover over the device, completely enclosing me inside it to the outside world.
I reached around and buckled each of the belt straps around each of my thighs, then across my belly and chest.
At that point, only my arms and wrists were free. I could still undo everything I had done and let myself out of this thing.
I placed my wrists in the handcuffs, but didn’t latch them. I just lay there, breathing through my mouth that was held open by that pipe attached to the bottom of the funnel.
What a rush!
I heard a click. I heard another click. Without thinking, I latched the handcuffs onto my wrists. Oh, girl! What have I done? What have I done!
Maybe the cuffs didn’t really catch. I tried to gently open them; but they wouldn’t open. I tried to pull my wrists through; but my wrists wouldn’t fit.
I struggled, but I was belted in tightly. The ankle stocks and the head box, I knew, were sturdy and latched securely.
I was so wet down there; I bet I was dripping my own juices into that pipe like I was peeing. That’s when I remembered why I had gone exploring. I relaxed my bladder and let my pee flow into that pipe. I heard it dribbling into that Tupperware tub below my butt.
My body was now a part of the machine. So now what do I do?
There was nothing I could do. I thought about calling out, but the party was still going on. What would someone make of me locked into this toilet device? Maybe Sherry hadn’t left yet and was looking for me. She was the only one who knew of my bizarre fetish. If she stumbled into this room and saw this contraption, she would know instantly where I was.
Hours passed. I heard the party noised subside.
Maybe if the party ended, the owner of the house would be alone and would let me out. He would have to understand! His fetish had to be as bizarre as mine is for him to have built this thing, right?
I tried to yell out, but with that pipe in my mouth, all I could make was a wispy, “Aaaaaaah…” sound.
More hours passed. I peed a few more times into that pipe. This device seemed to be designed to keep a person locked in it as a permanent component. That was a sobering thought.
I eventually dozed off. I think I slept for a good while until I heard a door open.
“Oh shit!” I heard some guy in the room. The voice was muffled through the thick wood of the contraption. “Who was messing around in here? Left their beer on my computer table. Jeez!”
The mention of beer made my mouth water. I’d been locked in this think all night and I was so thirsty!
I heard more footsteps leave the room and return a few minutes later. Then I heard the familiar musical tone of a Windows PC turning on.
I thought about calling out, but I was terrified with him in the room. I didn’t even know him. I bet he doesn’t even know I’m trapped inside his device. I don’t curse very often, but _Shit! I’m screwed! _
A little later, a phone rang. That same male voice said, “Hello!”
…
“Oh, hi Brad? Did ya’ like my party last night?”
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“Really, man? You got lucky? Who was it?”
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“Yeah? That girl you left with? What was her name?”
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“Hmmm, Sherry?”
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“Uh, huh. Uh, huh.”
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“Never saw her before last night.”
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“Uh, huh.”
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“You don’t say! Her friend never came home?”
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“Nope.”
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“Mindy? I don’t recall the name. What does she look like?”
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“Oh, yeah, I saw her and that other girl dancing together a little bit, and then I never saw her again. I think she left around the time you left with Sherry.”
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“So You gonna call her again? Okay, later, dude.”
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“Yeah. Bye.”
I heard him typing on his computer after that. He still doesn’t seem to know I’m there. Maybe I should call out, but I’m so freaking scared! I can’t let a guy I don’t know see me naked locked inside this thing. What if he rapes me instead of letting me out? I tried to be as quiet as I could. Maybe I could try to work my hands loose on my own again tonight.
About an hour later, the phone rang again. He said, “Hello!”
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“Detective Jones?”
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“Yeah I had a party at my house last night.”
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“The missing girl? Mindy? No, I don’t know her. She and her friend just kinda crashed my party last night. Not that I minded. Glad to have more people, you know. But I never saw her before last night.”
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“Uh, I’m not sure. I think they showed up about 9:00. But there was so many people last night; I didn’t even get to talk to them.”
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“Well, her friend, Sherry, went home with a guy I know. I thought they all left at around the same time.”
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“Uh, a little after 11:00 I think Mindy and Sherry left with Brad.”
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“Yeah. His name is Brad Walker.”
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“Sure, no problem. 123 Main street. 867-5309.”
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“You’re welcome, Detective. I sure hope you find her!”
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“Yeah, If I hear anything about her I’ll call you.”
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“Okay. Bye.”
Oh girl! The police are looking for me! I’ll just lie low and try to escape from this thing again tonight. He’ll never know I was here.
He returned to his computer. I could hear the clickety-click on the keyboard for the next few hours. It was getting uncomfortable with this pipe jammed in my mouth, though I was feeling so horny strapped into his device. Yet, my mouth was so dry from breathing through my mouth. I was dying of thirst, and my stomach was starting to growl. I wasn’t sure I could wait until night to escape.
He left the room, and I tried to pull my hands through the cuffs. I pulled and pulled until it felt like my wrists were raw, but I couldn’t free my hands. I’m so fucked!
I had to take a dump, and I was again glad for the thorough way he designed this device. I let my poop fall into that Tupperware tub under that hole under my butt. Then I peed a little more into that pipe.
I was so incredibly thirsty. My mouth was parched. I understood now why people adrift at sea drink salt water, knowing it would kill them.
I heard footsteps again.
“What’s that smell?” he said.
A few more footsteps. “What the? whose shit is that?”
Another two footsteps. “Holy shit! I see a tongue wiggling down at the bottom of the funnel! Is that you Diane?”
_Diane? No! I’m Mindy._ “Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhh!” I screeched with that pipe jammed in my mouth.
“I can’t understand what you’re saying, Diane. But this is such a surprise! I know you said you wanted to try my toilet slave machine, but I never expected you to put yourself inside it like this last night.”
“Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhh!” I screamed. _I’m not Diane, you idiot! I’m Mindy! Let me out! _ “Ahhh! Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhh!”
“Well, I guess you’re thirsty, huh, Diane?”
_Oh girl! I’m so thirsty! But_ please _don’t piss in my mouth! Please! _
I heard movement and shuffling. A zipper zipped open. _Oh girl! No! _ Water splashed against the funnel, echoing loudly inside that toilet box.
I tried to close my mouth. I clamped my teeth down on that pipe with all the strength in my jaw. The PVC pipe held my mouth wide open.
A stream of warm liquid dribbled into my mouth from the pipe. It tasted salty. Then, _gaaaa! _ It tasted like piss! It tasted like a smelly pissy bathroom in a dirty bar.
His filthy urine collected at the back of my throat while he continued to pee against the side of the funnel. My mouth was nearly full of piss when he stopped. Then he squired a short stream against the funnel. Then another.
I heard him zip his pants back up and leave the room. Oh, girl! I couldn’t breathe with my mouth full of his pee. I tried to blow it out, but that just swished it around inside my mouth. Now, I had to take a breath even worse.
I had no choice. Okay, I had a choice. I could swallow his filth, or I could die. As hard as it was with my jaw held wide open, I swallowed, and swallowed again. The only way I was going to take another breath was to chug it all down. Every drop.
Finally, I took a sweet breath. Then I felt like puking. I resisted. I knew that if I puked, I’d just puke it up into the pipe in my mouth and have to swallow it again to breathe. Don’t puke! Don’t puke! Don’t puke!
_Oh, this is so sick! How could I have done this to myself? At least I wasn’t thirsty any more._
Some time later, he came in again and unzipped his pants. The taste of his piss was still in my mouth from the last time he peed.
“Ahhhh! Ahhhhh! Ahhhhhhh!” I screamed.
He said, “What does ‘Ahhhhh. Ahhhhhh. Ahhhhh’ mean, Diane? That’s not the Morse-code safe-word you said you would use, you know.”
His hot salty piss splashed against the funnel and into my mouth again. It wasn’t so bad this second time.
Yet, my stomach hadn’t stopped growling for hours. I was starving! He had to let me out to eat! Or drop some food into the funnel. He couldn’t let _”Diane”_ starve!
It must have been night, for I eventually dozed off again. But something woke me. I heard footsteps again. I was so thirsty that I sucked down his salty piss. Then I heard a soft bump and felt the head box wobble a little.
I heard a short hissing sound echo inside the funnel.
A moment later, I heard, like a sucking sound, followed by a thud against the funnel. Something soft, wet, and sticky dropped into my mouth. _Gaaaaaaa! No! _
I felt like puking again. Just knowing that there was a lump of someone else’s shit in my mouth made me feel flush and nauseous. It was resting against the back of my throat. Then another banged against the funnel and slid into my mouth a moment later.
I pushed it out of my mouth back up the pipe with my tongue. That was the most disgusting thing I ever had to do in my life–push shit out of my mouth with my tongue. But all the shit blocking the pipe blocked air from getting in. I couldn’t breathe again.
Then he shit another turd into the funnel.
I realized my mistake too late. Now I would have three huge turds of shit in my mouth to chew and swallow before I could breathe again. I moved my tongue aside let his shit drop into my mouth.
Oh girl! It was stringy, lumpy, and syrupy, and chewy, all in one! And the taste! The taste of shit! Shit tastes worse than it smells! I must be one of the few people in the world who knows what shit tastes like–bitter and smoky.
At least it was so soft that I didn’t need to chew it. I just swallowed it little by little until it was all down, then I took a sweet breath of cool fresh air. Then he dropped another turd into the funnel and into my mouth. This one, I swallowed right away.
I think he stood after that, because the box wobbled a little again. Then he peed once more, rinsing a few bits of shit into my mouth. At least it helped wash the taste of shit down, if just a little.
I dozed again after he left me in my misery. I awoke surprised that I could fall asleep flat on my back with a pipe jammed in my mouth. I dozed off and on during the night with the acrid taste of his shit in my mouth. Eventually, I was slept out. I lay awake for hours, not hearing a sound. Was it Monday morning now? Where was he? Oh, the boredom!
_Ah, beautiful footsteps! Give me your pee! I’m so thirsty again! _ I heard him walk up to me, then his warm pee splashed against the funnel and into my mouth. His pee was so refreshing! Am I sick?
Hours passed before he came to use me again. As the day wore on, he peed a few times, satisfying my thirst each time.
Every so often, I would moan “Ahhhhhhhh! Ah! Ahhhhhhhhh! Ah!” trying to hit upon that random Morse code safe-word that Diane told him she would use.
That evening, he dropped a pill of some kind into my mouth. It was chewy and tasted like strawberry, like a multi-vitamin. Then he gave me a squirt of piss to wash it down.
The following day, my own poo was loose and watery into that Tupperware tub under my ass. Cleaning that up serves him right!
I gradually lost count of the times I drank his pee and ate his shit. I had no idea how many days had passed, even.
The phone rang one evening (at least I thought it was evening) while he was typing at his computer in the room.
He said, “Hello?”
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“Hey Brad! What’s up?”
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Really?”
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“Yeah, the cops came around here a few days ago, too; crawling through the woods behind my house all day long.”
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“Yeah, I was talking to one. He said that the odds make it unlikely they’ll find her alive after 48 hours. They said they’ll probably close the case if they don’t find her soon.”
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“Then the reporters came around too.”
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“Yeah, even a TV crew from Network 21 was out in front of my house yesterday.”
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“Yeah! Monique interviewed me! Man, she’s hot!”
“Yeah.”
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“So you going with that girl? Sherry?”
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“Great!”
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“Okay. See you. Bye!”
After untold days, weeks, and months had passed, I had been subsisting entirely on his piss and shit. I had lost count of the time that I had been built into his toilet slave machine. I hated to think what my complexion looked like. Forget my complexion, I must have been fired from my job, missed a rent payment or two, and a couple of car payments. All my other bills, too. Oh girl! My life is totally screwed!
His phone rang while he was typing at his computer again. “Hello.”
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“D-D-Diane? I, I?”
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“No, I’m just really, _really_ surprised to hear from you.”
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“Well, er, I suddenly seem to have a little mystery on my hands.”
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“I don’t know.”
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“Look, Diane. This isn’t a good time to talk. Can I call you back a little later?”
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“No! Nothing’s wrong!”
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“I’ll explain when I call you back, okay. I gotta go!”
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“Yeah, love you too, bye!”
_Was that_ the _Diane he was just talking to? _ He stepped up to the toilet and said, “You’re not Diane! So who the hell is in there?”
I heard him fumble with the latches on the outside of head box next to my ear. He lifted the box, pulling that pipe out of my mouth for the first time in weeks. Sweet relief!
He looked down at me and said, “Who the hell are you?”
I coughed a few times and answered, “I’m Mindy.”
“Holy shit! You’re that missing girl!”
“Yeah,” I answered.
“What are you doing in there?”
“When I saw your thing here. I just couldn’t help myself. Are you gonna let me out now?”
He didn’t answer. He just stood there staring off into space.
“Please!” I begged. “Please! You have to let me out! You have to! Please!”
He sighed. “Where do you live?” he asked.
“I live–uhm–how long has it been since your party?”
“Hmmm, a little over two months.”
“Oh shit! Then I don’t live anywhere. My landlord is such a jerk. He would have rented my place out by now. My car is probably repossessed. Everything I ever owned is gone. Maybe Sherry will let me live with her.” I started to cry. “I don’t know what do to any more.”
“Mindy,” he said slowly. “Everyone’s looking for you. If I let you go, suddenly the police, the newspapers, and everyone is going to be into my business.”
I didn’t like the way that sounded. “But?” I asked.
“I can’t have that.”
“Please!”
“I’m sorry Mindy, but your body is now part of my machine. Permanently.”
He lowered the toilet back onto my face. “Noooo!” I screamed until the pipe forced itself into my mouth again.
He gave me some pee to drink, and then walked out of the room.
* END *

On the beach

Administrator — Wed, 19 Sep 2007 07:28:02 +0000

Geeks first time

Administrator — Sat, 08 Sep 2007 08:52:02 +0000

Geeks first time
By: ISS
All I wanted was a nice, safe, monogomous relationship.
Of course in high school I was a simple guy, a bit different from the rest of the people where I grew up. I had a direction and a purpose; where most kids were interested in going to parties and getting drunk (and maybe a peek if they were lucky), I wanted to study and make something of myself.
You know the kind. Poor white trash tring to make something of himself; the kid in the corner with the glasses held together by tape, calculator in hand. If this were an earlier age, he’d be trying to read the little black numbers off the slipstick; maybe in the future it’s a laptop with holograms projecting out of it’s surface.
Except that I never wore glasses. My parents told me that in order to get along in this life you need to dress well and look good, and who gives a damn about your brains. So I’m just shy of 6 feet tall and fairly well built; I even play waterpolo when sufficiently drunk enough not to care. But my desire was to be a professional, perhaps a systems analyst, with a nice wife and a couple of kids. The dog in the front yard and the Volvo in the garage is optional, of course.
When I was admitted into Pacific Tech, I was elated. All the hard study and good grades allowed me into one of the toughest schools in the state. Yes, the place had a 6 to 1 ratio male to female, but I was only there to study. As soon as I figured out what I wanted to do with my life, and as soon as I graduated to a successful job I would go about finding that nice woman who I could marry and live happily ever after with. My life was progressing quite nicely, thank you, and on the path I forordained for myself.
One of the first things that happens at PacTech (as we all knew the place) was “Freshman Camp”, a place where all the students went to learn about the honor code and meet the various fraternities. It’s generally a three day affair which takes place in a small cove just south of Avon on Santa Catalina Island.
We all gathered in the middle of the student houses for the bus ride out. The freshman class, about 200 students, brought their gear out and waited. Looking around I found more than a sufficient supply of calculators hanging from nerdy guy’s belts to satisfy the computational requirement of any one of NASA’s space probes. I was glad for my parent’s advice to keep care of myself and my apperance; I certainly stood out from the crowd!
The busses arrived, and the great mass proceeded to stuff themselves in. Not in any particular hurry I moved to the back of the second bus, and made myself comfortable. As the bus packed, a rather pretty girl picked me out, and worked her way to the back to join me.
She wore a rather tight leather miniskirt, a tank top, and a black leather
jacket; the exception to the rule of t-shirts and messed up hair. From thisvantage I saw a rather shapely ass and thighs dressed in black fish-net stockings, and something inside of me awoke for the first time.
It wasn’t like I hadn’t ever seen a girl before. I had dated some in high
school. It just was, well, not in my plans for the future. I am a goal-
directed person; if it’s towards my goal I am more agressive than most and stubborn as a mule. If it isn’t in the direction I want to go, however,
nothing can cause it to capture my interest.
But something about the way she breathed was impressive. Her shape, her long flaming red hair, the smell of her purfume; I couldn’t move, couldn’t think.Something more primitive was trying to rest the controls of my life away from me, and I wasn’t too certain I should give in. When she asked if she could join me, I stammered “uh, sure”, and she giggled as she sat down and snuggled up next to me. And my poor mind fried.
Scotty, beam me up! Circuit overload! Red alert! (And as a vision of me
rubbing her thighs, or letting my hand run itself up to the hair between her legs.) She held my hand and asked if I was okay. I didn’t know. The Volvo was sinking fast.
We arrived some thirty minutes and three thousand years later at the dock where our boat would be taking the freshman class out to the island. Gloria, still holding my hand and chatting away about her family and her friends in high school, was still snuggled up very close to me, and I was stiff. Holding hands was safe, but something inside of me was telling me that it wasn’t. The boat arrived, we moved to there, and she sat herself on my lap, holding on to me as the boat moved towards it’s destination.
Actually the boat ride wasn’t too bad; my mind having overloaded itself with the possibility that there may be more to life than computers and a cosy marriage in the distant future. I rubbed her back and told her about the place where I grew up; she held on to me and told me about her house in Texas and how the waters in the ocean were so warm that she’d go swimming nude in the moonlight.
Once the boat arrived, we were seperated. The class seperated, was processed,placed into their appropriate rooms or tents as the situation warranted, and sent on our way to the lectures, meetings, and group talks which were supposed to dominate our life for the next few days. Of course I was disappointed; for the rest of the day through lunch and dinner I hoped to meet Gloria and hold her hand, but of course (my rational part told me) my purpose at PacTech was to study.
After dinner there was a “campfire”. With two hundred people attending it’s rather hard to sit around a single fire and be cozy; and about an hour into this listening to kids talk about their science fair experiments and how they wanted to revolutionize Artificial Intelligence with the unique insight they possessed, I quietly left.
Behind the campsite there is a hill called “Bible Peak.” It is a hill about
two hundred feet up with a cross of wood at the top. It also possessed one of the best views of the campsite and the ocean below. In full moonlight I made the hour trek to the top of the hill, where I found a rock and sat still, watching the white waves crash below.
While contemplating the stars and my future I heard a twig snap behind me. Startled, I turned around. A dark figure worked it’s way up the last 10 feet of hill and sat itself beside me, moon at it’s back. Without a word, it started stroking my hair and face, relaxing me.
Gloria! I was happy to see her again, as I missed her company from the
morning bus trip. She stood over me, while stroking my hair, and started to work herself out of her tank top.
I grabbed her hand. “Hang on,” I said, “maybe we should talk. I’ve never done this before. Can you just sit here and talk with me a while?”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know. Are you okay?”
“Uh, yeah. You just take my breath away. Sorry; I’m just new at this. Please forgive me. God your beautiful.” I was in overload; there were about a dozen things I wanted to tell her but that was the best I could do.
She sat down next to me and held my hand, and we talked some more. She had an interest in photography and I told her how beautiful the moon and ocean would be captured on film. I told her about the stars where I was from and how if you were patient you could make out the Milky Way. She asked me about my lovers and I admitted there had been none; I was always interested in fufilling my dreams, but I had to admit I wasn’t certain what they were anymore. We laughed, and when she went to kiss me on the cheek, it seemed natural to kiss
her on the lips.
She let her hands glide over my back and I held her and stroked her hair. She shivered when I ran my fingernails down her back, and experimentally, I let my fingers run lower and lower over her ass as well. I wispered in her ear, asking if she was alright, and she responded by tumbling us both over onto the grass, her on top.
She pinned me down with her hands on my elbows, and laughed. “I’ve got you now. What should I do with you?” “Uh, whatever you wish; you’ve got me, after all.” To which, she started to unbutton my shirt and kissing my chest.
I worked her tank top off and started rubbing the skin underneath. Her nipples felt hard against my bare chest, and she gasped quietly when I ran my fingers over them. Perfectly shaped, she held one to my mouth and I started licking it, first gently, then hard, pulling the enire nipple in with my mouth and pressed around the tip with my toung.
Gloria picked her weight off of my hips and worked her way around to start taking my pants off. I rotated towards her on my side and started rubbing her thighs. Allowing my hands to work their way up her tight miniskirt, I found her pubic hair wet, though then I had no idea why.
After working my pants off of me, she licked my stiff cock and started sucking hard. What fragments of my mind that survived up until then had been blown, with the smell of her long red hair and her firm ass in my hands, my hard cock in her mouth and part ways down her throat.
She asked me then if I wanted to make love. I said yes, but I didn’t know how. “Don’t worry; let me do the driving.” She unfastened her skirt and let it drop to the ground, and sat herself on me, slowly working me inside. Holding my wrists to the ground, she rocked her hips back and forth until I was all the way in, and rythmically she brought herself up and down.
I was breathless. Gloria smiled at me and shuddered, getting tighter and
tighter around me with each pass. She rocked for several minutes, and then with some effort pushed herself upright, brushing her hair upright and allowing me full view of her glorious chest. I reached up and grabbed one, then the other, and circled her tits with the tips of my fingers, spiralling from the outside to the nipples. It seemed forever she rocked on top of me, both of us moaning and not carring who found us there, until I exploded, and for a moment her face shined in something more than moonlight.
I asked her “Why me?” at some point during our lovemaking, and she laughed, saying “Your cute, and I liked the way you tried to cover your shyness on the boat ride over.” After our lovemaking I held her in my arms and ran my fingers down her back. By this time it must have been midnight; the moon now low over the hills, and she snuggled close, spoon fashion; this time for warmth.My hands fell on her stomach, and I drew circles around her bellybutton and across the top of her pubic hair. Turned on by this I bit the back of her neck softly, and ran my fingers up and down from her chest to her crotch. Her back arched, pressing her ass against my now stiffened member. Grabbing it, I pushed it forwards and in, brushing her clit with my fingers in the process.
“May I drive this time?”
She arched her back even more, reaching around and grabbing my ass to help me in deeper. I held her, one arm around her stomach, and the other arm propping her head up and holding her close. We rocked, I driving myself even deeper and deeper as she moaned. I was sure we must have been heard, but I really didn’t care; the only thing that mattered was this sexy girl in my arms, and driving her as wild as I could.
She broke out in a cold sweat all of a sudden, and I felt a wetness down below that wasn’t from me. She then gasped, and her grip on my ass tightened as I exploded again, clamping down on my teeth to keep from yelling at the top of my lungs.
We met every night on that trip; each time in a different location near the
campsite. She taught me the fundamentals of sex, her shapely body infinitely adaptable to all of about a dozen different positions. And as we sailed back to the mainland back to school proper we held each other at the front of the boat, her arm around my waist and on my ass, and my arm around her body, hand inside of her leather jacket.
It’s been almost seven years since my introduction to the mysteries. Gloria is now married and living somewhere on the east coast; I haven’t seen her in years. I now live alone in a one bedroom apartment in Pasadena; somehow the thought of a house with a wife and kids, Volvo and dog in the yard just doesn’t appeal to me the same way as it did before. It’s not a goal the way it was for me before; now it’s just something that I might like to have someday.
I have had quite a few lovers since that night; I’ve even been in a few
menage-a-trios. With each lover I have learned something different about sex and making love; with each person sex is different but always wonderful. But for me, the first time was special, a time that I shall remember always.

Fore Anyone

Administrator — Sat, 11 Aug 2007 08:28:02 +0000

The starter told me, when I checked in, that I would be playing with a

new member, this morning. He told me his name was Jenkins, Sam and he

would meet me on the first tee. I nodded and went into the clubhouse

to change. I noticed a man in the locker room that I had never seen

before but didnât pay too much attention to him as I tied my shoes and

headed out to the practice area. After warming up, I picked up my bag

and with about 5 minutes to spare, arrived on the first tee. The man

that I had seen in the locker room was already there and came over and

introduced himself.

ãHi, Iâm Sam Jenkins,ä he said, extending his hand. I took it and

introduced myself. ãBeautiful day for golf, isnât it,ä he continued.

ãThis is my first time playing here and I hope youâll give me some

help in managing the course.ä ãThere are some tricky areas,ä I said.

ãIâll let you know about them when we get to them.ä

We teed off and headed down the first fairway. We talked as we walked

to our balls to hit our second shots. He was new in town and had just

joined the club, mainly for business reasons but also because he loved

the game and played it whenever he could. By the fifth hole, I pretty

well knew his whole life story as he didnât stop talking between

shots. I was getting a little upset as his continuous chatter and by

the ninth hole, I was ready to pack it in. As we waited on the tenth

tee for the group ahead of us to get out of range, Sam turned to me

and offered me a challenge.

He looked around to see if anyone could hear him and then, because we

were standing off to the side of the tee, he seemed satisfied that no

one would hear him. Still in almost a whisper, he said, ãSince it

looks like weâre fairly evenly matched, how about a wager for the back

nine?ä I looked at him and thought, Iâd get my chance to maybe stifle

his chatter, once and for all. ãSure, what did you have in mind?ä I

asked. ãWell,ä he started, quickly looking around again, ãHow about if

we play suck your cock?ä

I had played golf for many years and had never heard of this game.

ãHow does that one go?ä I asked him hesitantly. ãItâs easy,â he said.

ãWe play for each otherâs cock. If you beat me by more than two holes,

I have to suck your cock. If I beat you by the same margin, then you

have to suck mine. If itâs three holes of more, the winner gets to

fuck the other.ä

I was taken back by this but I also had a feeling in my groin that I

hadnât had for a while. My cock started to rise and when he looked at

me, waiting for my answer, he looked down at my crotch. ãYou donât

have to say a thing,ä he said. ãI can see that youâre ready.ä I must

have blushed as he laughed a little and gave my arm a quick squeeze.

ãOk, letâs play,ä he said, heading for the tee. I watched him tee off

and then it was my turn. I hit a terrible shot and he laughed again.

ãThis should be an interesting nine,â he said, after watching my ball

disappear into the trees.

I lost the first hole but won the next two. I noticed his chatter had

stopped and he was really focusing on his game as the holes went by.

By the 18th, I was two down to him and I didnât want to lose the

third. I needed to win the last hole and I concentrated on hitting

what I thought were good shots. It was to no avail as I lost the final

hole and as we were walking back to the locker room, he asked me,

ãWhen would you like to get together?ä My head was spinning and I

didnât really know what I wanted to do. ãMaybe later in the week,ä I

answered.

ãOk, hereâs my number,ä he said as he handed me his business card.

ãCall me and let me know when you want to meet.ä I just nodded and

quickly changed and left the club. My mind was spinning as I drove

home. I was wondering if I could go through with it or not. The more I

thought about it, the more I convinced myself that I would, so a few

days later I called Sam. ãHey Sam, its Dean. How are you doing?ä ãGood

…End of the part1. To be continued..

Same sex fantasy

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Have you ever held on to the same fantasy for years and finally, long after

you’d given up hope of it ever coming true it does. It’s like getting a

Christmas present in February. It’s not anything you expect, but it sure

can make you happy. That’s just what happened to me.

Before I share it with you I’ll give you a little background. I was

introduced to the pleasures of sucking cock at the tender age of 15 by one

of the neighborhood tough guys, who was a couple of years older than me.

He thought he was pretty cool, Mr. BadAss “forcing” another guy to polish

his knob, but he soon discovered that you can’t force the eager. It may

have burst his bubble to learn that I liked it, but it didn’t prevent him

from seeking me out. It was after all the perfect arrangement; he liked

being sucked; I liked sucking.

He gave me lots of practice; by the time I turned 16 I was a fairly adept

pole smoker. It wasn’t that I didn’t enjoy doing my neighbor, but after

taking his load at least 150 times I wanted to expand out to new (and

hopefully bigger) things. I looked at any good looking guy I saw as someone

who I could suck if the opportunity arose. It was just a matter of time

before something happened.

That summer, having just got my license, I wanted my own car. My dad made

me a deal. He owned a small manufacturing company. He’d front me the

money for my wheels, but I’d have to pay off my loan by working for him

during all school vacations. Who could pass up a deal like that? So that’s

how I met Eric.

Eric was 20 years old and everything I considered a super hunk to be. He

had short-cropped, sandy blond hair, pale blue eyes, an All-American,

Saturday Evening Post kind of face together with a body that nearly took my

breath away the first time I saw him. He was my definition of

masculine. There’s no denying it, I was in lust at first sight. From the

moment I noticed the bulge protruding from the crotch of his jeans I wanted

to do nothing less than drop to my knees and worship it.

Eric had worked for my dad since his senior year in high school, but we’d

never met. I knew him by reputation only. Dad really liked him, saying he

was a hard and willing worker and dad was never one to hand out compliments

or praise just for the sake of doing so. At the time Eric was sort of a

jack of all trades, learning the entire operation from the ground up. Dad

had great hopes for advancing him as the business grew and prospered. My

summer job was going to be to take over running the outside errands and

office boy duties that he’ been doing while he became more involved in

learning the production end of the business.

Of course this meant that for the first couple of weeks I would be working

with Eric while he trained me. As far as I was concerned this was the

perfect arrangement and I determined to have him before the two weeks were

up. To understand where I was coming from, or at least to put it into

perspective, you need to know that I was an only child with asthma and I’d

become used to getting my own way. Not that I got everything just for the

asking, but if I was willing to work and plot, I usually got what I

wanted. Add to this the fact that I’d led a very sheltered life, despite

the fact that I’d been sucking cock for over a year, and really didn’t know

much about sex in the real world. So it’s somewhat understandable that it

didn’t occur to me that anybody would see anything wrong with one guy

wanting to suck another off, and I certainly didn’t realize that a guy who

enjoyed sex might turn down the offer of a blow job. Not even the fact that

Eric was married with one kid and another on the way deterred me in my

quest.

I certainly didn’t waste any time. We’d been out on the road alone for

about 20 minutes when, not even trying to maneuver the conversation toward

sex I just came out and asked,

“Eric have you ever had a blow job?”

He looked pretty shocked, at least by the abruptness of the question, he

laughed a little nervously and said, “course I’ve had a blow job. I’m

married aren’t I?”
…End of the part1. To be continued..

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Her First Big Cock Reviews

Administrator — Wed, 21 Feb 2007 09:52:03 +0000

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Title : Her First Big Cock Site Reviews

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Kunt Fu Reviews

Administrator — Fri, 09 Feb 2007 08:56:02 +0000

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Title : Kunt Fu Site Reviews

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