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This is the fourth in the series.

Chapter 4

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whispered in Janis’s ear, “Race you to my room!” Janis was taken back and

then realized that she didn’t know his room number anyway. Besides, her

husband might call now since it was dinner time at her house. “Come to my

room,” she said under her breath. “OK, soon as I get my clothes changed we

can arrange to do something, legal or illegal,” he said loud enough that she

was sure Garolynn, whom they just passed, was sure to hear. He rode up on the

elevator with her, and several others. She got off on the second floor,

glancing at him as she exited the elevator.

By the time she got to her room, she noticed the elevator was just getting to

the 6th floor and she watched him leave it. She didn’t know what to expect,

except she knew that she was upset with herself the way she noticed how he

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visited for a few more songs and then danced some more. She realized just how

good friends that they were becoming as the evening wore on. It was soon 12pm

and since they had to work the next day, they decided to go back to the hotel.

As he got in the car, he leaned over and kissed her. She was taken by

surprise but found herself responding as if they did this everytime they got

in a car. She felt as if they had known one another for decades, even though

this was really the first time that she had been “with” him during their

relationship. They moved well together on the dance floor, he anticipated

many of her needs and even, it seemed, could read her thoughts, on occasion.

She found she was falling in love with this man.

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the heat of passion to her loins as much as the previous song. They danced

several more dances before returning to the table where he gulped down some of

his beer.

She sipped on her wine and felt his leg brush hers. There were lots of

cowboys in this bar and she began to look around as they walked by their table

and onto the dance floor. For some reason, she found that she was not nearly

as taken with any of them as she had been with this man she was with. “What

does he have”, she wondered to herself. Soon, they were out on the dance

floor again moving across the floor to a slow dance. As they wound themselves

around one another, she found his hand on her breast massaging her nipple.

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sort of got “caught up in it” as it were,” Peter said. “I suppose you could

say that we are “new” to anything like this and, me not being the nervous

type, I am expressing all of out fears as well as trying to make conversation.

I don’t really know what to say except we are all three concerned about

disease and would like to hear what kinds of things that you all might be

anticipating. Is that right, ladies?” “Uh huh,” Garolynn managed to stammer.

Janis just shook her head, blushing slightly.

Sue smiled at the girls and said, “Randy and I have been swinging for two

years now. We are into almost anything that doesn’t involve pain. I am bi

and so is Randy. We enjoy participating, watching and being watched. Randy

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——————————THE END———————————–

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University of Delaware //
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exact wording, but he says, “You don’t do this because you lose a bet. If you

want me to come over, it should be because you want me to, not because you have

to.” Well, that messed up my head. I actually hear myself telling him that I

want him to come over. A part of it is that it seems like cheating to just duck

out on my bet. A part of me really wants to know what J would want from a sexual

slave, other than the obvious. I also realize a part of me is anxious to have it

happen. Time seems to hang still. I imagine myself parading around in front of

him with nothing on; I imagine his desire as he watches me; I get horny in

anticipation of the way his gaze will make me feel. I realize on a conscious

level that I want this to happen to me. I realize that I want to have this

experience. He asks me if seven is still good. I told him yes. He then asked me

if I remembered how I was supposed to answer the door. I knew what he meant. I

told him yes. He told me, “O.K. It’s a date,” and said goodbye. I stood there

holding the phone for a long moment.

The Chief went off on his trip. I spent Friday seeing that the house was clean.

I changed the sheets on our bed even though it wasn’t the normal day. At 5 in

the afternoon, I took a long bath with scented bath oil. I did my hair and all

of the other things I’d do before something important. when I was done, I put on

a lose robe and went down stairs. I started dinner about six. My mind spun

between visions of being savagely (well passionately) taken repeatedly on my

living room floor, and a terribly sophisticated dinner during which I just

happened to be nude. I had everything more or less ready at about quarter of

seven. That’s when I took off the robe. I’d been horny all afternoon, horny and

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then making sure there were no stray drops of the cooking oil inside. I came

leaning back against the wall. When I had my breath back, he handed me the wash

cloth and told me that it was now my turn. I’m sure I grinned as I repeated the

procedure on him. The water was beginning to run cold by the time we were both

done. He dried me off and put my collar back on. (When had he taken it off?) He

lead me to the bed. I would normally have found something pretty to wear, but J

wouldn’t allow it. We both slept nude, or he did, I was after all wearing my

collar. It was a very odd night. Very sensual. He made love to me then, right

after we got into the bed, but he didn’t come (though I did). Then he explained

to me that my job was to service him whenever he had the urge all night. He’s a

very light sleeper. I don’t know how many times he woke up and took me or had me

go down on him, or flipped me on my back and licked me until I was screaming my

orgasm. I have no idea how many times he made me come. Sometime in the middle

of the night he came, his member buried in my bottom. Each time he took me

there, he would have me go and get a warm wash cloth and clean him off. Then

he’d have me go down on him until he was really hard and take me vaginally. In

the morning he came again, in my pussy this time. Each time he brought me to

orgasm. I was finding it easier and easier to come each time. It was as if

lifting all responsibility from me made me better in bed, or at least released

all my inhibitions and let me come more and more often. By morning I was actually

sated, tired but sated. I wondered about the day he’d have in srore for me.

I’ve gotten bored. I feel like I’m no longer talking about me and my experience

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… warmed up? I couldn’t wait for him. I started coming and I was loud enough

to make it very clear to him what was happening. He started to pump faster and

faster into me, pushing me along as I came. As I came down, he slowed, but kept

up the basic rhythm. I was about to start working on him when he slid out. I

made another of those incoherent sounds that was clearly something like, “Don’t

take it away.” He didn’t. The son of a bitch slid it, all slicked up into my

bottom, without a word of warning, rubbing my clit the whole time.

Having him enter my bottom kind of changed my perspective. I knew that I’d end

up going down on him, but I didn’t know how far he’d take it. When he slid into

me and then pulled out only to slide into my bottom, I knew that there were no

limits to what would happen this weekend. I mean, he’d been here less than an

hour. I like being stimulated when my bottom is taken. J certainly did that.

He’d taken possession of my clit before he’d entered me at all and he’d never

given it up. Rather than just getting the stimulation from behind, it was as if

his cock was reaching through me to rub me there. It was pretty intense. It was

also a surprise. I didn’t really expect this. I know you’ll think that is very

naive of me, but that’s how I am. I was deeply embarrassed at having gotten

caught after saying that I’d go down on him. I kept trying to find a way of

sliding out of it. What were the odds of my losing all those hands? I’m a

flirt. I am good at that. I pat men on the bottom occasionally and sit on the

odd lap (OK, a lot of laps) but this was beyond the pale. I started coming almost

as soon as He entered me. Having that strong a sensation was more than I could

bear. I’d been reasonably quiet for me at least up until then. I just started

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it upwards. “I like all kinds of things,” I stammered. “But I like everything

about you.” Over the intercom I heard Jeff do the ten minute announcement in an

annoyed voice. “We’re closing in just a few minutes,” I said. “All good things

come to an end.” “Do they?” she said absentmindedly, as she brushed the skirt up

another bit. “Do they have to?” She looked up at me. “Nope, no way, uh-uh,” I

blurted. She laughed. “You don’t have girls flirt with you very often, do you?

Do you like it?” “I like it a lot. But I’ve never had anyone flirt with me like

you. You’re incredible.” She smiled and pulled the skirt up a bit more, bringing

her leg around. Now her panties were fully visible; I could make out her lips

through the thin material — was that moisture I saw there? For several seconds,

maybe minutes, my eyes traced the contours of those beautiful panties. But then

she stood up and leaned over to me again. “Thank you,” she said. “Now, any old

fart can look down my dress and get a thrill,” she said, touching the front of my

shirt. “But some guys I let see a little more. Some guys I let actually do

something. Maybe they can touch me…” She ran a finger over the back of my

hand; her touch was electric. “Maybe I can touch them… But that’s maybe,” she

said harshly, and she pinched my hand, hard. I grimaced…but nodded. “Maybe,

if you’re a good boy… But we’ll have to see.” She looked around. “Who checks

the bathrooms?” I startled, then replied, “Anybody who volunteers… I’ll do it.”

She grinned. “Okay… I’ll be the one you have to drag out, then. I’ll see you

in a few minutes.” She leaned forward and kissed me, easing her tongue into my

mouth with a luscious swirl I lost myself in, and then she was gone, strutting

towards the restrooms. I quickly made a five minute announcement, then walked

around the back of the store looking for stragglers. I found two, encouraged

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something. There, it’s gone. Let’s see, what’s popular… Spice Girls, of

course, and James Taylor, Celine Dion –” “Those are crap,” she offered. “All

that’s good now is fuck tunes.” “Well, yeah,” I stammered, “there’s lots of good

R&B stuff out now, like Maxwell and D’Angelo –” “That’s what I like, stuff like

that.” She looked around. “Are you all by yourself back here?” I shrugged.

“Pretty much. We’re short-staffed, and only have a few people to watch this big

place. Everybody else is working in books.” “Hmmmmmm.” She turned back to look

at the displays. It could have been my imagination, but she seemed to stand so I

would have a great view of her incredible body. The bra she wore was slightly

too small, causing her breasts to bulge slightly in the blue t-shirt. The plaid

skirt lifted and fell as she moved, short enough to show off her tanned legs. I

was sure I was making a puddle of drool on the desk as I stood gazing at her.

Maybe old enough to be a college freshman, maybe not. Did it matter? On the

silk sheets in the bed of my heart, age didn’t (and doesn’t) matter much to me,

and the possibility of anything happening was pretty slim. My stupor was

interrupted again as she turned back to me and strode back to the desk. She

perched in the same position as before, giving me a teasing glimpse. “You were

looking at me the other night, too, when I was here with my friends,” she said in

a conspiratorial whisper. Then I remembered seeing her, dressed in a similarly

stunning green cotton sundress, with some other gorgeous young lasses. My buddy

Rob had moaned at his inability to run into such beauties anywhere but work as

I’d covertly gawked. Not as covertly as I’d thought, obviously. “Weren’t you?”

She was staring at me mischieviously. “Uhm…” She narrowed her eyes and smiled

ever so slightly. “Guys stare, it’s what guys do when they see something they

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The party wound down about one in the morning, leaving only about twenty
of us to sit around and talk. Ted usually made sure everyone left sober,
or with a sober driver, keeping car keys for people until the next morning.
Of the twenty people left, none of us had much to drink, but just enough to
make us feel happy and friendly. Ted brought out one of his party-games that
he invented, and started explaining the rules for the benifit of the new
faces. Simple rule really. Ted would read a card (Donna read his) and the
person designated would either do what the card said or lose an article of
clothing (Ted’s decision of ‘article’ was final). Everyone had waited for
this part of the party — “the games”.

We sat in a loose boy-girl-boy-girl fashion, but there seemed to be several
extra girls. Two of them sat to my right. Ted asked us to first introduce
ourselves to the group by first name, with a short statement of what our
favorite sex-act was. The blonde to my right was named Kelly, and her ‘act’
was tit-fucking (she had large breasts), and the redhead next to her was
Jennifer who said that her favorite act was giving head. My turn and I said
my favorite (truthfully) was also giving head (to girls) and getting too.
By the time we went around the room, most of the guys were showing bulges and
the gals I’m sure were getting wet.

Ted started with the far end of the circle, at the end of the couch. The
guy sitting there was asked to “pick a person of the opposite sex and do some-
thing to them you wouldn’t do in public”. Normally this game started with
guys being “shy” and picking their girlfriends and doing something like kiss-
ing a breast or mouthing their pussies through their clothes (no you couldn’t
undress them to do it!).

Several guys and gals were ‘unattached’ (me being one of them) and one guy
was brash enough when his turn came with ‘pick a person and remove an article
of clothing without using your hands’ to pick on Donna — the host’s wife!
Donna was a cheerful redhead who played the games with a lusty good humor.
The fellow unbuttoned Donna’s blouse with his lips, pulling it from her skirt
and dropping it on the sofa. Then it was my turn.

Somehow I always thought Ted cheated, giving the “good” cards to people
he knew, wanted to embarass or both. His opportunity came. The card said
‘With eyes closed turn 3 times and pick a person (of opposite sex) and kiss
them for at least one minute. Then identify the person after sitting down.
Eyes closed until seated’. Whew! Donna stood me in the middle of the room,
and turned me thrice. I began to point and I navigated by the room lights,
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breasts, Rick gave one final heave and his head rolled back. He fell

forward fully upon her, pinning her beneath him as he twitched and

shook with the intensity of his release.

After giving Kim and long, deep, forceful kiss, Rick pulled his prick

out of her, releasing a torrent of Kim spilling out of her pink

cavern, trickling down the crack of her ass to pool on the edge of the

table. Kim’s pussy lips remained completely spread open, her labia

pressed back, exposing her winking hole. Wasting no time, I took my

turn between her legs, and gripping her hips, slid my own rampant

erection into her sticky tunnel. Her cunt was slick with Rick’s cum,

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down sexual peaks with his tongue and fingers as he patiently brought

her ever-closer to sexual Nirvana. Kim was gasping, with absolutely

no control over her body, her hips bucking up and down, trying to draw

Rick’s tongue further inside her. Her oily breasts gleamed under the

kitchen light, and her erect, pink nipples stood straight up, each

like a strawberry in a bowl of cream. Finally, over two hours since

I’d brought her inside, Rick finally gave the orgasm for which she

hungered. Pushing her legs apart so that they were pinned to the

table like a butterflies wings, Rick mashed his face into her cunt,

forcing his tongue into her sexual essence, at last allowing her

sexual release. Kim, usually pretty quite during our lovemaking,

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TOO YOUNG, DON’T READ IT! The following true story describes the

second encounter between a wife and husband and his best friend. If

you don’t believe me I have the vid caps to prove it! Take from it

what you will. **********

The time immediately following our first threesome with Rick was

extremely difficult for me. On one hand I was angry that she had gone

through it and allowed Rick to fuck her, and I actually felt jealous

of him. The thought that Rick had penetrated Kim’s pussy with his

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get up from our seats. We head for the door arm in arm with

Julie in the middle receiving our mutual embraces.

The trip back to the motel goes a lot more quickly than the one

to the restraurant had been. Being a little crowded in the front

seat is certainly no problem. Julie uses this to her advantage

by running her hands over our thighs, occasionally brushing the

bulges that had formed in Brad’s and my pants.

Parking the care, we hurridly entered the room. “I’m taking my

shoes off and getting a little more comfortable,” Julie says with

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wanted to say anything about the real reason we were meeting.

First times can be so difficult sometimes.

“I think this dress will be fine, don’t you”, Julie asks as she

pulls a perfectly fitting beautiful dress over her head and zips

its back. Its scoop neck shows her cleavage to perfect advantage

as well as acentuating her tight ass. I am entranced with the

beauty standing before me. My desire for her begins to throb in

my groin as I think about what the evening may well bring.

Naturally I thought it was perfect and told her how lovely she

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against my mouth. Harder I suck and flick my tongue against her

clit. I can feel her orgasm building in her and know it is only

moments before she will achieve the release she seeks. I want to

give her what she seeks, yet want to keep her just at the edge.

The intensity builds and builds until it spills over and Sherri

begins to cum. Her pussy pushes tight against me. Her legs

tighten around my head, holding me firmly in place while her body

spasms with her orgasm. I can hear the sounds of her orgasm

followed by another sound I identify as Bart.

As Sherri releases her grip on my head, I manage to look up in

time to see Bart’s dick pulling away from his wife’s mouth. A

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her breast through her blouse. She began to relax a little

again, so he moved the hand up between her tits and began to

unbutton her blouse. Now she began to try to pull her head away

from him. He got three buttons undone and slid his hand inside

her blouse, cupping her breast through her bra. Then he slid his

hand up and pulled the bra strap loose from her shoulder, pulling

the bra down and closing his hand over her large bare tit.

With an effort, Janie tore her mouth away from his.

“Jake, no,” she groaned. He slid his lips down between her

breasts, then over onto the exposed tit. He closed his lips on

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Jake went down the hall and into the bathroom. His dick was

about half hard from looking up Janie’s dress. “She can’t be

that naive,” he thought. In the three days he had been visiting

his old college buddy, Sam, he had been continuously treated to

this kind of display from Sam’s wife. It would be another three

hours before Sam got in from work. “Well, I might as well give

it a try,” Jake thought to himself, tucking his still half-hard

prick back into his pants.

When he walked back into the living room, Jake walked over

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sucked. Suddenly, Janie let out a shriek and her pelvis began to

jerk as she shoved her pussy hard against his mouth and his

probing finger. She jerked spasmodically, moaning and groaning

as she climaxed. Finally, she lay still, and Jake pulled his

finger out of her and raised up and looked at her. She lay

still, her eyes still closed, as though she were trying to

pretend that it had not happened.

Raising up, Jake unbucked his belt and unfastened his pants.

He slid up on top of her. He looked down at her face. She was

flushed and breathing heavily, but she had her eyes tightly

closed. He used his hand to push the front of his shorts down,

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his head, pushing on him. Gradually, the pushing subsided, and

she just lay there, letting him suck her tit. He could hear her

heavy ragged breathing, but she was doing nothing which would

either encourage him or discourage him.

Continuing to suck her tit, he slid his hand down the

outside of her leg. He slid the hand in between her knees and

began to slide it back up the inside of her leg, pushing her

skirt up with it. She made no move to stop him until he got

almost to her crotch, when she suddenly clamped her legs

together. Undaunted, Jake, simply slid the hand up over her

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Seeing that his attempt at humor had once again fallen flat,

Herman got straight to the point.

“I know that you were responsible for what happened to my

Macs. I also know what you were doing in Alex’s office on that

day and what you are continuing to do in room 302 in the

library.”

Because the lab caper was entirely her doing, she was

surprised at Alex’s answer.

“It was really only a little joke. I really didn’t mean any

harm.”

Instead of the usual twinge in her twat, hearing his gallant

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thud. Listening more closely, they realized someone else was

using the room for the same purpose they intended. They agreed to

wait behind the stacks. Hardly a likely ruse, nevertheless,

Clarissa pretended to browse through a copy of Lambeck and

Scott’s Introduction to Higher Order Categorical Logic. After a

few minutes, Yoon Shin opened the door and skipped lightly out,

smoothing her skirt and smiling. A minute later the door opened

again. Out pranced Herman, smiling like the cat who ate the

canary. He looked around, spotted us behind the shelving, and

gave us his best college try at a wink.

take it easy” Alex replied, “You’ve gotta start these things

slowly. I can see you have a lot to learn.” Getting right on with

the lesson, Alex’s right hand started to massage Clarissa’s left

breast, which caused her nipple to strain against her bra. “For

example, if I were to squeeze this nipple now, Clarissa would

hurt, but in 20 minutes or so, it might be the sensation that

brings her over the edge.”

Clarissa’s hands remained busy throughout this exchange,

unbuckling Alex’s belt and pants. She gave a pull, and the pants

fell to the floor. A small step, and Alex was freed from their

restraint. But much to Clarissa’s surprise, Alex was as flaccid

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There was a low groan coming from the front seatand Kate wanted to look but she

didn’t dare.

“Lena’ s sucking Don off !”, Samuel explained. Kate leaned forward, unable to stop herself,

and got a sudden clear view through the darkness of Lena’s head working up and down over

Don Randolph’s black loins. Hre lips clasped tightly in an oval circle around the erect penis.

“Oh God, she is…”, she moaned, turning back to Samuel and hiding her face tightly into his

shoulder. She hadn’t expected this, petting,yes, but not this !.

The sight of Don’s very large big black cock disappearing into Lena’s beautiful face

was exciting to her in a way she’d never imagined. The very idea of her husband’s boss

willingly devouring the inky penis of a man she’d picked up in a drive-in movie was enough

to trigger tiny empathetic responses deep within her own smooth belly.

Then, another deep animal-like noan drew the young blonde back to the front seat for

…End of the part5. To be continued..

sleeping with both of them ever since.

Don Randolph, the older and ranking member of the pair, a newly made petty officer,

was Lena’s personal favorite. Samuel Pringle, a seaman second class, and Kate’s date for the

evening, was undoubtedly the best hung of the two, but lacked, in Lena’s qualified opinion,

Don’s finesse.

Kate Brookfield’s heart skipped a beat as she noticed the two young black men

approaching on Lena’s side of the car. After some presentation, the two men stepped inside

the car. Kate’s own determination not to give the impression that she was in any way

prejudiced toward negroes kept her from uttering a cry of protest when Samuel slid over next

to her on the rear seat and put his arm around her. There was really no way of knowing if

this whole affair weren’t some kind of trick on Lena’s part just to give herself another excuse

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Back in the laundry pile, I thought. I can’t wait to get home and make
love to my girlfriend in the good old missionary position in a good old
bed. In the meantime, I’d gotten this girl I’d never even seen naked on
the floor of some stranger’s room, while he ate my girlfriend’s pussy in
a loft above us. Shauna lost it then, and started moaning. “What’s
that?” the genius under me asked, and she actually believed me when I
said it was just a couple of friends. I took my mouth off her tits,
which were nice, but much smaller than Shauna’s, and spun around to
start licking her pussy. It, conversely, was nice, but much larger than
Shauna’s. I guessed she must’ve done this sort of thing fairly often.
Then she surprised me, because in spite of what she’d told the other
guy, she slid my cock into her mouth and started sucking it, and not
like a first-timer, either. Great, I thought, anything to keep her from
talking. I had other reasons not to complain, of course. Meantime,
Shauna and her playmate had apparently quit fooling around, because I
heard her offering to get on top, and then the whole loft started to
shake. Headlines of ‘Four Killed In Fraternity Sex Disaster’ flashed
through my mind, so I started sucking my new partner’s clit with even
more determination. She began writhing around, but didn’t miss a stroke
in sucking me off.

What happened next can only be described as a sexual chain reaction.
Shauna was apparently doing quite a job on herself and her anonymous
partner, because she started in with her usual deep growls, then started
moaning out loud, the way she does when she’s really worked for an
orgasm. He went off next, grunting and panting. From what Shauna told
me later, he was very well equipped, and when he started pounding into
her for the last time, she got a little scared that he might actually
hurt her. Fortunately, he didn’t keep it up for too long. Then my
friend on the floor and I both started going at the same time. She
started thrusting her hips, jamming her cunt against my lips and filling
my mouth with her sweet juices. I sent a couple of spurts down her
throat, and then she pulled her head back and started jerking me off. I
couldn’t tell for sure, but I guess she wanted to get the load on her
face. Kind of unusual for a girl who had earlier said that blow jobs
were gross, but I don’t try to explain women. After all, it was a woman
who’d gotten me into this in the first place.

A few minutes later, they guy in the loft and the girl on the floor were
both starting to fall asleep, and I heard Shauna excuse herself to go
look for the bathroom. I did the same, and we quickly gathered up our
clothes, pulled on enough to be decent, and let ourselves out. The
party had ended about an hour before, but a couple of guys were still
cleaning up, and they said goodnight to us as we left the building.

On the walk back to my apartment, Shauna and I exchanged stories, and
laughed about what we’d just done. What *would* the couple in that room
do when they woke up the next morning, with him in the loft, her on the
floor, and completely different recollections of the last time they’d
done it? And how would they ever explain the baby blue tights, one
white glove, and pair of fake fangs we hadn’t managed to locate in the
dark? Shauna and I agreed that it’d been a good night, and she
suggested making love again once we got home. It was a nice idea, but
by the time we got there, she was falling asleep, so I carried her to my
room, undressed her again, and tucked her in. After all, there was
still the next morning to look forward to.

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Apparently the guy had won, and we were stuck there until they went away
again, or caught us. We couldn’t see a thing, but we could hear it all.
They quickly undressed (throwing even more clothes onto us), kissed for
a moment, and then she climbed up the ladder to the loft. He turned off
the light and followed. For about the next hour, we were treated to the
sounds of some rather unimaginative sex from above us, as we quietly
kissed and fondled each other in the dark of the laundry heap. We
couldn’t say anything, but I was sure Shauna was loving every minute of
it. I could just imagine what was going through her mind when the guy
above us begged for blow job, and the girl refused on the grounds that
it was “gross.” After the second time they’d done it, she excused
herself to go find a bathroom, and he started snoring the instant she
was out the door. Shauna started extricating herself from the clothes
on the floor, and I thought we were making our escape, until she
whispered in my ear, “The poor guy had to go to sleep without getting
his cock sucked. This is a job for me! I’ve just got to do this!
He’ll never know what hit him!”

“What am *I* supposed to do?” I asked.

“Wait until what’s-her-name comes back, and do what you do best,” she
answered, and gave my hardening dick a quick squeeze. She stepped over
to the door, opened it, closed it again, and started up the ladder. The
guy in the loft didn’t even wake up, until I heard him give a startled
yelp, and I knew Shauna had started on him.

“I thought you didn’t do that?” I heard him say.

“I couldn’t resist,” she whispered back. And she was telling the truth,
too, I knew. I heard them continue going at it for a few more minutes,
until I heard her ask him to go down on her. From the ensuing
scuffling, I guessed he’d agreed. I couldn’t help wondering why he
hadn’t noticed yet that it wasn’t the same girl. Maybe he had, and just
didn’t care. Meanwhile, I’d moved over to a position by the door,
waiting to grab the girl when she came back in. This was Shauna’s show,
and I wasn’t going to let anything ruin it for her. I got lucky, and
they had quieted down for a moment when the door opened, and a girl
almost my height, wearing a bathrobe, came in. I quickly grabbed her
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for her own taste. As their lips parted, Janis was a bit taken back. She had

never kissed another woman like that and didn’t know what to think about her

apparent involuntary return of her kiss.

“You are an expert,” Garolynn said as she licked her lips where some of

Peter’s cum had rubbed off from Janis’s mouth. “Where did you learn to do

that?” “My first husband,” Janis replied. “He made me suck his cock right

after we were married. He liked to get sucked off and we would practice a

lot. His sperm tasted way different that Peter’s. When I got divorced, I

dated several men. Sometimes I would suck them off rather than fuck them. I

found that most men like to be sucked off and if I swallowed the sperm, they

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This is the 6th in the Janis series

Chapter 6

Janis began to sit up as she watched Garolynn fistfuck her. She had never

seen that before and found it interesting that something as big as a fist

could be in her cunt and still provide the pleasure that she was deriving.

Peter noticed Janis watching Garolynn and said, “OK, so now that we have all

finally cum, lets play fantasy and do whatever someone else wishes, as long as

it doesn’t hurt either party, OK?” The girls thought a minute and then both

agreed. They checked the clock on the TV set and it was only 10 pm so Peter

said, “Janis, what would you like to see?” Janis thought a minute. “I don’t

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inserted two of her fingers in Janis’s pussy. Janis was beginning to buck

wildly as Peter left. Garolynn could feel Peter’s tongue on her pussy as she

bent over the bed licking, sucking and finger fucking Janis. She began to

feel the knot of passion boil up in her abdomen. Her breathing began to

shorten as she began to pay less and less attention to Janis. Janis’s moaning

began to subside a little as Garolynn’s breathing began becoming faster and

the movements of her tongue were not as well coordinated. Suddenly, Garolynn

felt Peter’s cock enter her cunt. She had been waiting for this all evening

and she began to buck against his thrusting. Janis raised herself to see

Peter fucking Garolynn, a sight she had never seen in real life. She moved to

Garolynn’s rear so she could watch Peter’s cock slide in and out of Garolynn’s

hot, wet cunt. She was so hot that she began to unconsciously massage her

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they kissed and exchanged jism with their tongues as he finished cumming. He

bent over backwards and the blonde began sucking on the softening cock while

the dark haired woman began to lick his balls and tongued his asshole.

“We gotta get out of here,” whispered Garolynn. “I’m getting so horny.” She

spread her legs a little further letting Peter have better access to her clit.

She was so wet, he hand was fairly sliding up and down her cunt. Janis was

feeling left out and moved over to begin playing with Peter’s cock. With both

ladies’ hands on his cock, Peter was beginning to wonder if he could prevent

himself from cumming a second time.

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Subject: The Awakening of Janis (05)

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pressure of his hands rubbing their pussy’s through their pants. He raised

his hand up to the button on Garolynn’s pants and loosened it. The zipped

almost unzipped itself as he barely had to help it. She began to rub his cock

again and he began to unbutton Janis’s pants.

Peter looked around, now, as his eyes had become accustomed to the darkness.

There were four other people in the theater, all men. They were all sitting

in front of he and the two girls. He slipped his hand inside Garolynn’s pants

and found her clit with this finger. She let out a slight moan and began to

rub his cock harder. He took his other hand and put it around Janis shoulder

and began to massage her breast, lightly pinching her nipple. Janis’s hand

began playing with Peter’s balls and the girls hands were touching at

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paper to see what was playing at local theaters.

Peter sent Garolynn to the lobby to bring a paper to the room and he left to

drive Janis and himself to a parking place near the rooms. “What kind of a

movie are you interested in,” he asked Janis. “Whatever, a romantic one?” she

said. “I just wanted to spend the evening with you,” Janis said in a quiet

manner. “I’m sorry,” Peter said. “I was just going to ask you but Garolynn

was sitting right next to you and it would have looked funny if I didn’t

invite her.” “Yeah, I know,” replied Janis.

They met Garolynn at the room and Janis quickly let them in. Garolynn found

the movie page in the paper and they began to scan through the ads. They

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It was getting close to 7pm when someone suggested that they go back to the

hotel. Garolynn and Janis were beginning to exhibit small signs of

intoxication, although nothing that would be noticed except by someone like

Peter who was sitting next to both of them and had been paying close attention

to them all during dinner.

As they got in the car, Janis made sure she sat next to Peter. “I’ll keep her

away from him,” she thought to herself. The car moved away from the

restaurant and it was just a short drive to the hotel. Peter stopped at the

entrance to the hotel and, as the people in the back seat began to depart, he

asked the girls if they wanted to see a movie. The back seat was emptied as

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whose name was quite familiar to her, Garolynn Warren. Garolynn was extremely

attractive, divorced with one child, and eagerly sought after by most of the

men in the agency. Although Janis didn’t know for sure, it was rumored that

she had an occasional affair with different men from time to time.

She found herself a bit jealous of Garolynn because of her beauty and, as she

thought about it, her apparent freedom to have an affair if she so desired.

She knew Garolynn was originally from Montana and wondered if she knew Peter.

“I wonder if she and Peter have had an affair?” she said to herself,

unconsciously. She began to feel a little more jealous just thinking about

it.

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Subject: The Awakening of Janis (03)

Date: 27 Feb 1997 23:34:26 -0500

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move with the movement of his tongue against her clit. She could feel the

juices flowing from her cunt and a knot was beginning to form in the bottom of

her stomach. Her breath was short now and she was beginning to moan softly.

He could tell that she was within seconds of cumming and he swiftly moved

away. “Oh God,” she breathed, “Don’t stop.” She felt his finger enter her

love canal and she stiffened again. “You want to come, don’t you?” he asked.

“You know I do, pp…please,” she begged. “What if I won’t let you?” he

asked as he slowly moved his fingers in and out of her slippery cunt. “Oh

God,” she moaned, “Pp…please don’t do this.”

She was moving her hips matching the movement of his hand. She felt two more

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children. I must be out of my mind.” “I love you too,” she whispered back as

she began to wash her hair.

When she emerged from the shower, he was gone. She quickly dried herself off

and looked out into her room. She could see in the other room that Garolynn

was not on any of the beds. Janis assumed she too was in the shower.

Glancing around the room, she saw Sue giving Chuck a blow job as R fucked

her from behind. “Oh God,” she thought as she closed the door. “I don’t want

to see those people again.”

Janis dried her hair and began to dress. She heard a knock at the connecting

door and opened it. It was Garolynn and she wanted to tell Janis that she was

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float across the dance floor and, because it was a slow song, she found

herself sucked right up against his body. “Belt buckle polishin’ music” he

called it and she quickly understood why. There were 50 couples on the floor

but she could feel herself beginning to heat up as his crotch seemed to touch

hers as they flowed to the music. Their legs wound around each others and she

felt his lips on her neck as they eased themselves across the floor. She

began to feel the juices from her pussy flow. When the music stopped, he

stepped away and began to visit with her about some of the day’s activities.

It made her, momentarily, forget about the passion that was beginning to mount

in her body. The next song was faster and as they jitterbugged across the

floor, she could see that he moved well with the beat of the music. She was a

little jealous because she did not seem to have quite the same feel for the

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everybody there.”

As they got in the car, and started toward the motel. “Just drive more slowly

than usual,” said Peter. “If they can’t follow, they know where we are.”

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were fucking away furiously. The man in the missionary position, suddenly

moved to his woman’s face as she took his cock in her mouth. He began

spurting his white love juice in her mouth as she licked up every drop. She

made an obvious action of swallowing the cum and started to suck on his cock

as it began to go limp. The man pumping away on the woman’s ass, soon pulled

his dick out and came all over the woman’s ass and back. He jacked himself

off as his cock pumped sperm in white strings down the crack of her ass, up

her back and over the cheeks of her ass. The man with the two women, pulled

his cock from its wet pussy hole and began spurting on the woman’s tits that

was lying on the floor. The woman who was just being fucked, turned around

and jacked the man off as he came on the pointed tits of the woman lying on

the floor. As the scene ended, both women were taking turns sucking on his

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